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

Seeing that he couldn't escape, An Chen readily admitted, "I was wrong."

Fu Qianxun raised his eyes slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

An Chen pursed his lips and said, "I should ask you for help first if I have something to do."

Fu Qianxun said sourly: "To put it bluntly, it's because I'm not motivated enough that you think I'm useless, so you don't ask me for help when you have problems."

An Chen leaned forward, pecked Fu Qianxun lightly on the lips, and said, "I was wrong. I will definitely come to you next time if I have something to do. I promise."

Fu Qianxun looked at him, his peach blossom eyes slightly raised as he said, "You want him to help investigate Duan Xingyu's affairs. He helped another stinky man, and didn't come to me for help, and even lied to me. You are guilty of multiple crimes, and don't think about getting away with it today."

An Chen asked: "Then give me another kiss?"

Fu Qianxun shook his head and said, "Not enough."

An Chen suddenly felt that the look in Fu Qianxun's eyes was too dangerous, and he subconsciously wanted to take two steps back, but it was too late.

His hands were grabbed by Fu Qianxun, who pushed him down on the sofa again and kissed him. His rough palm slowly moved down along his clothes.

An Chen's eyes widened instantly, and he wanted to stop Fu Qianxun's moving hands, his eyes full of pleading for mercy.

But Fu Qianxun, who usually dotes on An Chen, did not soften his heart because of his eyes this time.

He held An Chen's slender waist with one hand and arched his knees slightly, which scared An Chen so much that his whole body trembled.

At this moment, he couldn't tell whether he was afraid or something else.

More than half an hour later.

Fu Qianxun came out of the secret suite at the back, holding a set of clean casual clothes in his hand.

At this time, An Chen was huddled in a corner, covered with a blanket, revealing his white neck and arms, and his cute pink feet were exposed outside the black blanket.

An Chen still had tears in his eyes. When he saw Fu Qian coming out, he glared at him angrily.

Fu Qianxun sat down next to him, handed him clothes and said, "Your clothes are dirty, wear mine today."

"Humph." An Chen turned his head away and said angrily, "I don't want to talk to you."

It was a pity that he had just finished speaking so softly that it sounded more like he was acting like a spoiled child.

Fu Qianxun reached out and touched An Chen's head, saying, "Don't be angry, I just helped you, I didn't do anything else."

An Chen raised his eyes and looked at him and said, "You still keep holding on to it even though I said I don't want it anymore."

Fu Qianxun pursed his lips and said, "Then I'll use something else."

An Chen's eyes widened, unable to believe how Fu Qianxun could say such scary words.

The scene that Fu Qianxun had just mentioned appeared involuntarily in his mind, and his face suddenly turned red like a cooked crayfish.

From the blush on the face to the neck.

He was so ashamed and angry that when he saw Fu Qianxun's face, he would think of what happened just now. He simply pulled the blanket up to cover his face, hoping to turn a blind eye to it.

It turned out that I overestimated the length of the blanket.

An Chen felt a chill on his buttocks. He stretched out a hand from under the blanket and pulled the blanket down a little, pretending nothing had happened.

Her head appeared again, just in time to meet Fu Qianxun's half-smiley gaze. Her narrow peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, looking charming and alluring.

"Don't look at me, turn away." An Chen said this, but he turned his face away first, pulled the pillow beside him, buried his face in it, his face as red as a tomato.

Fu Qianxun was mesmerized by An Chen's cute appearance. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he said, "An An, you are like this, which makes me want to bully you even more."

An Chen still had his head buried in the pillow, and he stretched out a hand to push him and said, "Hey, go away and stop talking."

Fu Qianxun stopped teasing An Chen, worried that he was too thin-skinned and would get really angry soon.

He picked up the dirty clothes on the floor and put them in the washing machine in the bathroom.

"An An, I put the dirty clothes in the washing machine and put the clean clothes on the sofa. I'm going to heat up the food and bring you some drinks. It will take about 20 minutes."

After giving these instructions, Fu Qianxun stood up and left, leaving the space for An Chen.

It was not until he heard the door close that An Chen secretly looked up and saw that there was indeed no one in the office that he fully stuck his head out.

Sitting on the sofa and covering himself with a blanket, An Chen's face turned red again when he thought about what happened just now. He patted his face with both hands, trying to ease the embarrassment on his face.

Seeing the clean clothes next to him, An Chen glanced at the door again to make sure no one would push the door open.

An Chen wrapped himself in a blanket and went to the bathroom carrying a pile of clothes.

On the other side, Fu Qianxun went out and heated up the food in the tea room. Others were surprised to see Fu Qianxun actually heating up the food.

Everyone felt that being in the same space with the president was a bit suffocating, so they came in and left one after another.

Soon Fu Qianxun was the only one left.

After he put the dishes in to heat them up, he took this time to think about sending a message to his eldest brother.

Leaning against the bar, he took out his phone and typed a text message: [Brother, should I introduce you to someone?]

Fu Qinian, who was just about to rest, saw the message and his temple couldn't help but throb.

Fu Qinian: [What do you want to do now?]

Fu Qianxun: [An An and I are in love. ]

Fu Qinian: [What then? ]

Fu Qianxun: [We are really in love, really, this time it’s real. ]

Afraid that Fu Qinian wouldn't believe her, she specially posted two more photos of her and An Chen having dinner and watching a movie.

Fu Qinian: [Oh, then what? ]

Fu Qianxun was shocked: [An An and I are in love, aren't you surprised? ]

Fu Qinian: [Nothing to be surprised about.] After licking her for so many years, he finally got her, and Fu Qinian had no interest in hitting him.

Fu Qianxun: [Okay, since you already know everything, I will tell you directly. Anyway, An An will be your brother's wife in the future. I am afraid that you will have some ideas about him if you don't know. After all, our An An is really cute. If you want to fall in love, I can introduce you to someone.]

When Fu Qinian saw this message, he had the urge to blackmail him again. He really didn't want to admit that this embarrassing thing was his younger brother.

Finally, he replied: [Go away.]

When I saw those familiar words and wanted to send a text message, I found another red exclamation mark.

He was blocked by his brother for the Nth time.

An Chen was in the president's office. He opened the door of the secret compartment and walked into the lounge.

The bathroom in Fu Qianxun's lounge is also super big, especially with a super big mirror inside.

As soon as An Chen entered, he was tripped by the carpet that he had been mopping the floor with, and all the clothes in his hands fell out. He subconsciously held onto the stone sink next to him to prevent himself from falling.