Love Delusion

Lin Anran didn't know what Mr. Zhou had said to Mr. Shang in the office that day.

After that day, Lin Anran became more and more crazy. He couldn't help but guess what they were talking about in his absence.

Is it about his illness? That's right, what else to say without saying this. How much does Shang Hao know? Did Teacher Zhou tell Shang Hao everything? Including his previous history in the hospital?

So what should Mr. Shang think of him now?

When he was in a trance, a loud and unceremonious voice suddenly and clearly passed from the phone to his ears: "Hey Lin Anran! Are you distracted?!"

Lin Anran was taken aback for a moment, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry."

It was pounding to continue to dissatisfied: "In short, the persona of several characters is probably what I told you. The document has already been sent to you. You can check it then. The deposit will be called to you in the afternoon. .You have no questions about the deadline, right?"

Lin Anran listened to the pounding instructions and replied: "Yeah."

Holding the phone, he gradually shifted his eyes to the tablet in his hand, where the page displayed was the personal homepage of Shang Hao's social account.

Although Shang Hao said that this number is not his, he doesn't care about it, but the staff is in charge.

There are platform-specific certifications and official attention from Tianneng on this account. Usually, I never post personal news, and all reposts are official content posted by affiliated companies, project progress, charity work, performance breakthroughs, etc.

Even so, a group of fans of Shang Hao himself have gathered under this account.

Shang Hao usually only appears in financial news. Although the number of fans is small, they are still a group of mature fans. They already know the style of Shang Hao. They can skillfully ignore the content of forwarding and follow Shang Hao wholeheartedly in the comment area.

Lin Anran sneaked into it, and under the new post of this account, he sent a message to Shang Hao: "Brother Hao, go to work, come on (o′▽｀o)?"

Of course no one responded to him. His comments were drowned in the comments of other people.

That's the case, Lin Anran found out that he himself really likes to observe secretly in the dark, and he would be more comfortable to express himself in this way.

Lin Anran: The smelly pervert is myself.

At this moment, the pounding voice that was specially raised suddenly rushed into his ears: "Lin Anran, you are distracting me again!!!"

Lin Anran was shocked and apologized for the second time: "I'm sorry!!!"

I don’t know why I forgot the phone is still in my hand! I am sorry!

"What's the matter with you today," asked him poundingly: "You are always out of the state, and you are not like this normally. What's the matter? Are you unwell?"

Lin Anran stubbornly said, "No."

"What's going on? Is there a relationship problem?"

Lin Anran still hesitated: "No..."

Thumping: "That's there." When he spoke again, the excitement about to eat melon was suppressed in his voice, and he seemed to ask him calmly: "What's the problem?"

Lin Anran sighed, "No."

The pounding has already smelled melon. At this moment, as much as he is scratching his heart and lungs, he has worked hard to maintain the calmness of the surface at this time, and asked him without any haste, "What are you talking about. Oh, what are your friends for? Isn't it for making suggestions? Yes! Maybe I can help!"

All the work was thrown aside first, and under repeated questioning, Lin Anran was forced to remember something that he could really help.

Wasn't it because Shang Hao said a few words to Daping on the phone last time to help him get all the money back? Because it was indeed a huge sum of money, Lin Anran held it hot, and after thinking about it, he felt that he should buy a gift and thank Shang Hao.

But he hesitantly didn't know how to buy it. Shang Hao's food and clothing are not short of expensive brand names, and Lin Anran has no way of starting. It's not good to pick a bad one for him by any chance.

Lin Anran had no choice but to ask Tuan: "If, I mean, if you have a super rich and super handsome boyfriend, what would you give him if you wanted to give him a gift?"

He wanted to ask what kind of gifts are usually given to ordinary friends, after all, his own experience in this area is almost zero.

The pounding side silenced for a few seconds. Lin Anran waited patiently for him for a while before she couldn't help but say: "Pump, are you still there?"

"Yes." A pounding voice came from the phone: "Are you distracted because of this?"

Lin Anran asked him with a guilty conscience: "Did you think about it?"

Thumping: "I thought: I don't have a super rich and super handsome boyfriend, why is my life so bitter?"

Lin Anran:...

Lin Anran didn't know how to comfort him for a while, and quickly asked for something to say: "Me, I'm just fine..." However, after saying this, he racked his brains and couldn't think of anything "okay" to say. Give it a pounding.

Because his Shang Hao is indeed rich and super handsome.

His Shang Hao is flawless.

Thumping: "I will kill you."

Lin Anran: "...thumping you to cheer up."

I didn't know that Lin Anran used his money to give Shang Hao gifts. He was just wondering why he wanted to give gifts for birthdays and festivals, and asked Lin Anran, "Do I have to give gifts? But there is something that cannot be resolved between your little lovers. Please satisfy him!"

Lin Anran said nothing. He blushed silently on the other end of the phone.

In the end, the pounding still didn't help much as expected. Lin Anran hung up the phone, but didn't want to draw a draft. He sat quietly on a chair for a while, and silently stretched his hand to the tablet.

In fact, he found the account of Shang Hao for no reason.

Lin Anran stared at Shang Hao's homepage, staring blankly in a daze. This account is actually the business manager he asked for to replace it.

Mr. Shang is going on a business trip abroad tomorrow. According to him, if it is fast, it will take a day or two, if it is slow, it may take a week. They can't meet for a while.

"Come with me," Shang Hao said to him, "take your own plane, very soon."

Lin Anran can't go. He was afraid to go out, Shang Hao knew it.

But he understands the work of the General Manager very well, and sometimes it is inevitable to travel on business. But Lin Anran was afraid that she would miss him, so she found a replacement for herself.

But to talk about it, about Pingwei... Lin Anran thought of something, he stood up and walked to the room that had been vacant.

If I remember correctly, it should have been placed here before. Ah, I found it! Lin Anran excitedly raised what was in his hand--Look! It was Mr. Shang, who was vibrating and massaging him, waiting for the body pillow!

It’s been a long time since I saw this little merchant who was once thrown here by the real merchant, who is still as clean as new. Because it was covered with a dust-proof cloth, it didn't fall out. It was still so handsome and exuding charm.

Lin Anran was so happy, she excitedly carried Xiao Shang to the living room, put it next to him, and let him sit down.

Really deserves to be the baby of an otaku. Lin Anran sat on the sofa, looking up and down the little business manager shyly and joyfully, feeling that he couldn't be more satisfied. This flat replacement is much better than the one just now.

This paper dealer never speaks or moves, and obediently acts as a handsome guy next to him. Lin Anran turned him to face him, took a deep breath, was ready, and started to practice with Chief Shang Ping.

Yes, practice. Lin Anran has important things that must be done before President Shang leaves.

He is the only one in the living room, and there is a long pillow. Lin Anran looked directly into Xiao Shang's eyes, controlling his expression and not nervous. The first time, he opened his mouth, and after a while, he whispered to the pillow dealer.

"...You are going on a business trip, I wish you a safe journey."

The tone was a bit blunt and unspeakable. After saying this, Lin Anran approached the past unskillfully, opened his hand shyly, and gently hugged the pillow businessman. Pretend it is Shang Hao.

Fortunately, he is the only one here, and he is the only embarrassment. His movements are not natural or coherent, and the picture looks like a cat who cultivates an adult form is learning how to better embrace humans.

His purpose is, at least before President Shang departs, Lin Anran wants to say to him I wish him a safe journey.

He is mentally flawed, and a word that a normal person can express at will is difficult for him. I can only practice secretly by myself like this.

Although it was just a sentence, Lin Anran also had a lot of particulars. I heard that people who fly by plane can’t wish others a good journey, but say a safe journey. He didn't seem to have the right tone just now, and he couldn't see whether his expression was nervous or not. If you don't practice well, then you will be embarrassed in the scene.

So Lin Anran made up his mind that he must practice hard.

...

Lin Anran's thumping words lingered in Lin Anran's heart in the afternoon. As a result of Shang Hao's return at night, Lin Anran couldn't help but look away ashamed as soon as he saw his face.

Lin Anran is a painter, and he certainly knows what kind of satisfaction he is talking about as "satisfaction".

Not only that, he also has a clear understanding of human body structure, learned a variety of materials, and knows various "satisfaction" posture angles and processes.

Hearing this sentence, his mind spontaneously and automatically replaced the protagonist's face. Before he could stop his brain, he blushed silently.

He just feels that he and Mr. Shang are not yet at that time...

Of course, for a closed, thin-skinned person like him, his "time" doesn't know when it is.

The episode in the afternoon caused Lin Anran to blush more easily than ever before seeing Shang Hao at night. He simply buried his face in the pillow and ignored him.

"What's the matter?" Shang Hao approached, his weight and body temperature pressed on one of his shoulders. Lin Anran still didn't look up, his voice whispered in Lin Anran's ear: "I can see it. Today I am wearing a little rabbit."

His heat made Lin Anran's ears hot and numb. Lin Anran heard him tease herself again: "Look at me, I am leaving tomorrow."

Lin Anran thought of her mission and the clips she had been practicing in the afternoon. She really looked up and met Shang Hao's close eyes.

Very close. His pupils were profound, and Lin Anran was wrapped in his gaze, as if he had fallen into an invisible net. He stepped back uncomfortably, and the air he breathed gradually became thicker.

At the same time, he also felt the presence of Vice President Shang gradually becoming obvious.

"Don't move." Shang Hao just said.

But at the same time, he pressed on Lin Anran and stopped moving. Lin Anran lay on his stomach in a panic, but couldn't ignore the obvious presence of the vice president behind him.

Because it is too obvious. It can only be said that the Vice President Shang, who was in close contact with him, was too prominent, and the shape was very present... Lin Anran was scared and stupid. She was so cramped that she didn't dare to move.

Usually the vice president of business left after greeted him, so why didn't he stay still tonight.

Lin Anran's whole body was constantly steaming out. He didn't know whether his ears became hot, or Shang Hao's breathing was already hot. They were so close, Lin Anran clearly felt the undulations of his chest, and his unspeakable movements.

Lin Anran buried her head deeper, not daring to look. Lin Anran experienced this kind of thing for the first time in his life, and the little carrot, who had never seen the world, was so scared that he did not dare to stand up.

"Don't be afraid. I don't do anything." Shang Hao said, "You let me hug."

He said in Lin Anran's ear that he didn't know how to love him more.

It may be due to being too close. Lin Anran heard the texture of his voice and rubbed her auricle softly and itchy.

Lin Anran was too afraid of what he would do next, and he honestly became a pillow under Shang Hao. Slowly and slowly, he stretched out his hand and pulled the two rabbit ears on top of his head to cover his hot face.