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

The boy felt a little dizzy from the hot breath coming from him.

Their breathing was entangled, ambiguous and passionate.

When he started to move his hands, he was clamped by the young man.

The boy said in a hoarse voice: "Don't you want to give it a try? I'll do it."

A smile flashed across his lowered phoenix eyes: "Okay."

----------Half an hour later.

The boy's fair hands tightly grasped the edge of the desk, the pale blue veins on the back of his hands faintly protruding. When he applied force to his fingertips, an abnormal blush appeared.

The boy's peach blossom eyes were filled with mist, he bit his lower lip tightly, and said in a panic: "Stop, stop..."

Fu Lingye quickly untied the tie on his black shirt.

He unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt with one hand, revealing his muscular chest, and leaned in close to the boy.

The hot masculine scent that hit him in the face made the boy's heart beat faster and his fair cheeks flushed.

Fu Lingye took a calm breath, leaned over and gently bit the boy's earlobe.

His voice was deep: "Baby, let me do it."

The boy suddenly came back to his senses from his brief moment of confusion.

"No, that's not right. It's not like that."

"You, you wait... wait a moment."

He breathed rapidly and said quickly: "My brother is still outside. No."

Fu Lingye's dark eyes were filled with excitement and paranoia, and he said in a hoarse voice: "It's too late, you were the one who pulled me in, and you were the one who said it was okay."

"I..." This guy is so shameless, is this what I mean?

-----------Damn, I shot myself in the foot again.

Two hours later.

The boy's hair on his forehead was wet with sweat...

Finally I was freed from the state of almost hypoxia.

He recovered from his rapid breathing and gritted his teeth: "That's enough. Don't go too far."

Fu Lingye teased, "Don't you like it, baby?"

The boy's eyes were red and he said angrily: "No, I like it."

Fu Lingye said jokingly, "I see you like it very much."

The boy blushed and shouted angrily, "Shut up! If you say another word, I'll beat you to death."

Fu Lingye shut his mouth reflexively. After all, he really dared to beat someone to death. Although he was not afraid of pain, he was afraid of going to the hospital and not being able to stay by his side.

He put away his wanton expression and quickly coaxed her: "Okay, okay, I'll shut up and don't be angry."

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Half an hour later.

The boy was taken care of in every way by him and was carried to the soft bed to rest.

He squatted at the boy's bedside, his voice gentle: "Baby, go to rest quickly."

The boy turned his head away, accidentally hurting the injured part. He angrily refused to look at him: "You are so annoying. Go away."

But in my heart, I was calling the cat urgently: "Quick, block out the pain for me."

Maomao just came out of the small dark room and heard his instructions. She responded quickly: "Okay, it will be ready soon."

In just one second, he felt relaxed all over and no longer felt any pain.

The boy's mood improved visibly, and he praised it almost every time he used it: "This function of blocking pain is really useful."

Maomao nodded guiltily. After all, it was because he had forgotten about this function that the host had suffered for several worlds in vain.

"Host, go to sleep. I will remind you if anything happens."

Fu Lingye walked around to the other side and observed the young man, and saw that his tightly furrowed brows were visibly relaxing.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help thinking: It seems that I have to work harder in the future. As long as I adapt, he won't feel uncomfortable.

After a 10-hour flight, we arrived in Country F.

The three of them went straight to the hotel.

Opened a luxurious presidential suite.

The suite has a spacious layout, including a master bedroom, a second bedroom and a huge living room.

Chu Changkong enjoyed a good sleep on the plane, and his complexion had obviously improved a lot.

After entering the room, he looked around and arranged the accommodation: "Yubao, you stay in the master bedroom. I'll stay in the second bedroom. Mr. Fu, you will stay on the sofa outside for one night."

Fu Lingye nodded without changing his expression: "Okay."

Chu Shiyu tried hard to hold back his laughter: "Third brother, let's ask the waiter to bring some food over, and then we can rest after we finish eating."

"You have to attend an exchange meeting tomorrow, so go to bed early."

Chu Changkong rubbed his head gently: "Okay."

Fu Lingye's expression was dark and deep. He actually pulled him over and said with a resentful tone, "Order."

She pulled out a hotel menu from somewhere and held it in front of him.

Chu Shiyu secretly rubbed his hand to calm his jealous mood.

So childish, just like a little kid who needs to be coaxed.

Chu Changkong's hand stopped in mid-air, falling into nothing, and he looked at the guard who had no vision with some displeasure.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that this person was intentionally or unintentionally trying to steal his brother from him.

But he has no evidence.

After the three of them ordered their food.

The tall blond waiter came quickly, pushing the dining cart and speaking standard F language [I wish all guests a happy meal! ]

"Host, there's something wrong with this waiter. There's something wrong with this meal."

Chu Shiyu's eyes flickered slightly. Are these people acting so quickly?

Don’t you even want anyone to attend an exchange meeting?

Fu Lingye looked at the waiter's departing back with a cold gaze. The man walked steadily and lightly, and it was obvious that he was a martial artist.

He lowered his head to glance at the sumptuous food on the table, then reached out and threw it all into the trash can without hesitation.

It was discovered that there was a bug installed behind the plate.

He quickly tore off the thing and sneered, "Are these the only low-level tricks you can play?"

The other side of the bug.

The international kidnapper leader was obviously stunned: Was he discovered? Was he even mocked by the other party?

There are only three people on the other side. How can they have the confidence to challenge me like this? They are simply courting their own death.

Then, another disapproving voice came from the headset: "There's something wrong with this meal. Forget it, let's go out to eat."

The international kidnapper leader was confused: They let me kidnap someone in such an open manner?

Then he got furious and slammed the table: He simply doesn't take us seriously, just wait for me.

He waved his hand and angrily ordered his men: "Quickly gather ten people here, and we will wait in front of the hotel immediately."

His eyes were extremely fierce, and the hideous horizontal scar on his face made him look even more terrifying.

"Today I must tie up that scum who dared to challenge me, and then torture him severely, so that he will taste the pain of hell!"

At this time, the vehicle they were monitoring was parked only a few hundred meters away from the hotel.

As soon as the three of them walked out of the hotel door, they would immediately come into the kidnappers' sight.

About ten minutes later.

As expected, the three men walked out of the hotel without any weapons for self-defense.

This is undoubtedly telling them clearly: "I'm right here, come if you have the guts!"