Male protagonist, please think twice, I am a villain and cannot kiss you

On the other side, An Chen, who was in the topic, appeared at the An Group with an insulated box in his hand.

As soon as An Chen shows his face, the front desk will let him in.

When he was about to go to the elevator, An Chen suddenly thought of something and asked curiously, "Beautiful sister, you said last time that my second brother had told you a long time ago that I could go up anytime I wanted. When did he tell you that?"

The front desk said, "It was Mr. Fu's first day as the president of An's."

An Chen was a little surprised.

The identity of President of An Corporation was a birthday gift given to Fu Qianxun by Aunt An on his 20th birthday.

So this was seven years ago.

There are some things that An Chen has never dared to dwell on. Does Fu Qianxun like his current self or the original owner?

An Chen felt like he was being used as a substitute.

Standing in the elevator heading to the top floor, An Chen looked a little dazed, then shook his head and threw away the messy thoughts in his mind.

As the elevator door opened, An Chen had already sorted out his previous emotions and walked towards Fu Qianxun's office.

Fu Qianxun, who was processing documents, thought it was Lin Yuan when he heard the knock on the door. He didn't take it seriously and didn't even raise his head.

He was in great distress and was concentrating on dealing with work matters.

The expression didn't look very good, full of resentment.

Until he felt something placed on the table, Fu Qianxun looked up and saw An Chen with his hands on the table looking at him.

Fu Qianxun, who had a resentful look on his face just now, immediately turned into a smiling face, with his long peach blossom eyes raised.

The handsome face that seemed to be cut by a knife raised the corners of his lips and said, "An An, you are here?"

An Chen said: "I didn't agree to accompany you to work this morning, so I came to bring you a loving lunch at noon."

As he spoke, he pushed the insulated box forward.

Fu Qianxun was obviously very pleased with these words. He narrowed his deep and narrow eyes and said, "An An, you still love me the most. Let me see what you have done for me?"

An Chen opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing and closed it.

Fu Qianxun opened the insulation cover and when he saw the food inside, he asked with a suspicious look: "An An, did you make all this?"

An Chen stroked his forehead and said, "Second brother, what kind of misunderstanding do you have about me? You actually expect me to cook. Is what I cook edible?"

"What a pity! An An didn't cook it for me personally." Fu Qianxun carried the thermos box to the coffee table, took out all the dishes one by one, and said, "But it doesn't matter. You can feed it to me yourself."

An Chen said with a smile: "Second brother, you've gone too far."

Fu Qianxun said, "Did you go too far? I don't think so. I didn't ask you to feed me mouth to mouth."

An Chen said: "You can think about it, but I won't agree to it."

Fu Qianxun raised the corners of her sexy lips slightly and said, "You don't agree, right? Then I can feed you instead."

Fu Qianxun rushed towards An Chen and threw him onto the sofa, saying, "Why don't we practice first?"

An Chen said: "Second brother, please be serious."

Fu Qianxun said, "What's wrong with me?"

That handsome face looked down at An Chen. The sunlight from the window shone on him, making his angular features even clearer.

Fu Qianxun's eyes were sparkling and his thin lips were smiling. He was like a thousand-year-old fox, using his handsome face to continuously exude male hormones.

An Chen was being pressed down at this time. He looked at the person in front of him, frowned slightly, and pouted his lips in resistance with some dissatisfaction.

An Chen originally had a soft and cute face, and he had no idea how cute and heart-warming he looked at this moment.

Under the soft light, Fu Qianxun lowered his head slightly, his eyes full of affection and passion.

The two people's breathing gradually quickened, and their heartbeats were like rapid drumbeats, sounding in the quiet office. The atmosphere in the air gradually became ambiguous and hot.

There was a knock on the door. Lin Yuan pushed the door open with a high-end lunch box in his hand and said, "Mr. Fu, I have already ordered lunch for you. You..."

Lin Yuan stopped talking halfway, and then calmly adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said, "The prescription of these glasses is a little off lately. I can't see the road clearly anymore. I can't see anything. I have to get a new pair tomorrow."

After saying that, he took the high-end lunch box and left.

An Chen's face flushed, and he was too shy to know what to say. He hid in Fu Qianxun's arms, tapped his shoulder and said, "This is all your fault. What are you doing? This is so embarrassing."

Fu Qianxun smiled, kissed An Chen on the lips, and said, "What are you afraid of? As long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed."

An Chen hit Fu Qianxun's shoulder again and said, "You still have the nerve to say that. Hurry up and get up first."

"I can't bear to leave. I wish I could hold you like this all day long." Although he said this, Fu Qianxun still supported himself on the sofa with both hands and got up from An Chen's body.

Fu Qianxun placed all the dishes on the coffee table, including the two bowls of rice, and said, "Have dinner with me."

An Chen nodded: "Yeah."

It just so happened that An Chen was a little hungry, and he was still a little craving for the food cooked by Chef Lin.

As soon as he picked up the bowl to eat, two pieces of meat appeared in it.

Fu Qianxun said, "Eat more meat, and see how your family handles it."

An Chen said: "Thin."

Fu Qianxun picked up another piece of meat and put it in his bowl, saying with a smile, "Good, lean one."

An Chen felt that filters were really scary sometimes. He had obviously been eating and sleeping well during this period, but Fu Qianxun still felt that he was thin.

Just as I was about to retort, a message came in from the phone on the table.

It was the phone that An Chen had placed on the table. He was about to get up when Fu Qianxun reached out and pushed him back, saying, "Sit down and eat quickly. I'll get your phone for you."

An Chen said: "Well, okay."

After answering with two simple words, An Chen did not stand up again.

Fu Qianxun reached out and picked up the phone on the table. At a glance, he saw that it was a message from his eldest brother to An Chen.

Fu Qinian: [An An, how is it going? If you need any other help, remember to tell me. We are a family, so you’re welcome.]

Fu Qianxun looked at the message, turned around and asked, "An An, what did you ask my brother for help with?"

An Chen, who was eating, choked with shock and said, "Nothing, just a little thing."

Fu Qian looked into his narrow and deep peach blossom eyes, with an evil and arrogant smile in his eyes, and said, "What kind of trivial matter is it? Can you tell me about it?"

An Chen suddenly tensed up and said, "Nothing, really nothing."

Fu Qianxun took the phone and walked closer. He asked in a lazy voice, "I'm a little curious too. What kind of trivial matter would make you prefer to ask your eldest brother who is thousands of miles away for help instead of your second brother who is so close?"