The host of the quick-wear salted fish is the boss's favorite

Fu Lingye quickly came back to his senses and walked in from the balcony's floor-to-ceiling glass door with his long legs.

The burning gaze swept across the boy's fair and soft skin inch by inch.

Puzzlement flashed across her deep phoenix eyes, and her voice was hoarse: "Xiaoyu, why are you so thin? Where's your chubby and soft belly?"

"I thought you just lost weight in the face, but I didn't expect you lost weight in the body too."

As he spoke, he curiously reached out and pinched his slender waist. The touch of the smooth skin instantly made him excited.

"Xiao Yu, your skin is so tender, and you smell so good."

Chu Shiyu clamped his moving hands and asked, "What are you doing?"

Fu Lingye's ears instantly burned hot, and he nervously stammered to explain: "I, I didn't do anything, I was just curious about why you suddenly lost so much weight."

"I didn't lose weight suddenly. I've been controlling my diet recently, so I lost weight."

Chu Shiyu stood on tiptoe, raised her delicate and beautiful face, moved a little closer to him, and whispered ambiguously: "Does it look good like this?"

Fu Lingye lowered his eyes and looked at the jade-like scene before him. His breathing instantly became disordered.

"pretty."

"So do you like the way it was before or the way it is now?"

"I like both."

Just then, a cool night breeze blew into the room from the balcony.

Fu Lingye hurriedly regained consciousness: "Xiaoyu, it's cold at night, put on your pajamas quickly, I'll help you blow dry your hair, don't catch a cold."

Chu Shiyu's peach blossom eyes flashed with mischief: "Okay, help me put it on."

He replied blankly: "Oh, okay."

Then his eyes swept over the blue silk pajamas lying on the bed.

Chu Shiyu raised her delicate face and obediently opened her porcelain-white arms, waiting for his service.

Fu Lingye skillfully put clothes on him, a short-sleeved pajamas with a front opening.

His fingertips buttoned the boy's collar one by one.

His deep eyes became increasingly scorching as they swept across the boy's delicate collarbone and fair skin, and he couldn't help but slow down his movements.

The young man lowered his eyes and curled his lips slightly: "Tsk. What's wrong with Brother Ye?"

Fu Lingye lowered his head upon hearing this, and his handsome face instantly flushed: "I, I'm going to the bathroom, put on your pants quickly, don't catch a cold."

The young man looked at his fleeing back and laughed out loud with joy.

He heard laughter and suddenly his feet slipped and he almost fell flat on the ground.

Three minutes later, he walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened, holding a hair dryer in his hand.

The boy was already wearing his pajamas and sitting on the sofa.

He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his crossed legs, his chin supported by his hands, and he was waiting for him to come out leisurely.

Fu Lingye was inexplicably nervous facing him like this: "Xiao Yu, I, I will blow dry your hair for you."

"Okay, come here and blow me."

Fu Lingye walked behind the boy, picked up the hair dryer, turned it on, and ran his warm fingertips through the boy's soft, wet hair, drying his hair bit by bit.

The boy felt a little sleepy due to the wind.

The long eyelashes like crow feathers drooped lazily on the white jade-like cheeks, reflecting two small shadows.

The young man yawned lazily, and a tear oozed out of the corner of his charming peach blossom eye.

Almost all eyes on Fu Lingye were attracted by his enchanting beauty.

Xiaoyu, after losing weight, turned out to be even more stunningly beautiful than he had imagined!

This is how to do?

Even if you can prevent him from liking others, you can't prevent others from liking him. This guy is so awesome now.

It's so difficult, how can I keep him?

The boy's soft hair was blown fluffy and smooth by him, and he put away the hair dryer.

"Okay, Xiaoyu."

Seeing that he was squinting his eyes and looked lazy and unwilling to move, Fu Lingye had no choice but to squat down, bend over and pick him up sideways.

Carefully put the person into the bed.

Cover him with a blanket.

Seeing that the other person was sleepy and confused, and obviously too lazy to pay attention to him, he had to suppress the jealousy in his heart.

But he was still a little unwilling and asked stubbornly: "Xiao Yu, can you tell me who you like?"

The young man murmured, "Brother Ye, I'm going to sleep, you go back."

"No, I'm not going back. I want to sleep with you. Can you please stop being angry with me? Stop ignoring my calls and ignore me."

“..........Don’t bother me...” The young man turned over unconsciously and fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Lingye stared at the boy's porcelain-white neck with burning eyes and couldn't help but reach out his hand.

When he realized what ridiculous thing he had done, he retracted his hand in panic.

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The next morning, the sunlight shone through the French door and fell on the bed.

The boy opened his eyes dazedly and habitually raised his arms to block the fragmented light in front of his eyes.

His eyes caught sight of the purple and red marks on his fair arms.

The boy was confused: "What's going on?"

Mao Mao had a complicated expression: "Host, he left at five in the morning. He stayed by your bed last night."

"he...."

"So, he played with me while I was asleep?"

Maomao guiltily tried to defend her boss: "No, he just suddenly couldn't let go of me, so he kissed and touched me, that's all."

The boy sat up and sneered, "Really?"

He threw back the quilt and quickly walked to the mirror, which reflected a horrific scene.

All the exposed skin on the body was covered with red marks.

The boy gritted his teeth and sarcastically said, "Good job, he's dead."

Maomao reported as if changing the subject: "Host, Chu Yifeng really sent Chu Xiaoyang to a mental hospital."

"Chu Xiaoyang has been stimulated by some unknown method and his psychology has become extremely distorted. I guess he will never be able to walk out of the mental hospital in this lifetime."

"After Chu Sheng and Xia Meng found out that their son was sent to a mental hospital by Chu Dalu, they wanted to save him, but he sent them all in to work on sewing machines."

"Chu Yifeng obtained a series of evidence that the other party's company was evading taxes and falsifying accounts, and directly destroyed the other party's company."

The young man's eyes flashed with admiration: "This elder brother is really capable. He actually took down the whole person just for a word from me!"

Mao Mao sighed: "Yes, if the original owner hadn't held him back in his previous life, he would have always been at the top of the pyramid."

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The young man found a white long-sleeved shirt from the system space and buttoned it up to the top. He wore light-colored jeans on his straight legs, making him look slender and noble.

He walked out of the room, like a beautiful boy from a comic book.

The two people who had been squatting in front of the boy's door were all staring in amazement.

Normally he always dressed in a loose and lazy manner, and this contrast shocked the two!

Qin Ranran looked incredulous, her eyes sparkling: "Brother Yu, you, you look so thin in this outfit. Your figure is amazing. Your waist is so thin!"

"Brother Yu, you actually lost so much weight without telling us. But, you look so good like this, so handsome!"