In Hong Kong, subordinates are not allowed to poke the mouth of their bosses

When I woke up in the morning, I stared at the ceiling with my eyes open, and spent three seconds loathing myself. Then I got up immediately, shook my hands and asked for leave for Mr. Nakaya, bought anti-inflammatory drugs in a hurry, and cooked a pot of light porridge , washed the sheets and threw them into the washing machine, wrapped the carpet and prepared to send it to dry cleaning...

After all this was done, Mr. Chuya, who was supposed to be vigilant, hadn't woken up yet. I frowned slightly and stroked his forehead.

Fortunately, no fever.Although it's a bit too much, but the protective measures are still in place, and the amount of lubricant is not saved...

no!Don't think about last night anymore!

I took a deep breath to calm down, poured a glass of warm water, and put it on the bedside.

Then he stared at Nakaya-sama's sleeping face without blinking, and his head gradually became empty.

The short orange hair was messily scattered on the iron gray pillow, the teenager's exquisite sleeping face was calm, his beautiful cobalt blue eyes were temporarily closed, breathing evenly.

Like Sleeping Beauty waiting for a prince.

I kissed her like a bewitched ghost.

The kiss was as soft as a feather, and then I watched Mr. Nakaya's eyelashes tremble a few times, and opened his eyes in a daze.

"You're awake," I was pleasantly surprised. I knew in my heart that I was too out of control last night, so I apologized attentively and asked, "Is there any discomfort in your body?"

"Take the medicine first, and then drink the porridge to warm your stomach. After I'm healthy, I'll do whatever you want. You can beat me or scold me, even if you kill me, it's not enough to redeem my mistakes."

I repent in a low voice.

It's not a show or an approach to retreat. I really feel that yesterday's behavior is absolutely to blame.

It was my fault that Mr. Nakaya, who was in good health, had to stay in bed and even take time off from work.Whether as a deputy, a right-hand man, or a lover, I am somewhat disqualified.

"What are you talking about—ahem—"

Chuya-sama's hoarse voice startled both of us.

My hand holding the cup even trembled slightly, "Please drink some warm water first, Mr. Chuya."

He might have been surprised at how hoarse his voice was, so he took the water and gulped down a glass.

"Well, much better."

Master Chuya's voice recovered a bit, but he still didn't seem to wake up. He turned to face me and tugged at my collar.

"Sleep with me for a while."

"Okay." I didn't refuse, "but please take the medicine first, and then have a bowl of porridge. It's uncomfortable to fall asleep on an empty stomach."

Master Zhongye obediently allowed me to lift him up slightly, feed him the porridge spoonful by spoonful.

The guilt in my heart grew stronger.Originally, I expected that Mr. Chuya might beat me up in a fit of anger, or sulk and ignore me, but I never thought that he would be so obedient.

Compared to such listless obedience, I prefer his flamboyance in the past.

A bowl of porridge quickly drained, I put the empty bowl on the bedside, lifted a corner of the quilt and lay down in it, pitifully hugging the spiritless boy into my arms.

"I'm really sorry, Chuya-sama. I'm too bad..."

I murmured regretfully, the tighter the bracelet.

Master Chuya opened his cobalt blue eyes and looked at me impatiently: "Are you stupid? You are really too much and I will definitely refuse. There is nothing to be guilty of to such a degree that you don't even get hurt, you idiot!"

My body trembled involuntarily, and my pupils dilated: "...If I hurt you, I might as well die completely."

Master Ye's body froze in his arms, he stared straight at me, suddenly grabbed my collar and said angrily, "Don't say such things again!"

"Give me a good grasp of the key points! I agreed with everything last night, don't think like that anymore, and don't say such things—cough cough!"

His voice became hoarse again from being too emotional, and he even coughed a few times in the end.

I patted him on the back in a panic: "I got it, I got it, don't talk, please have a good rest."

He grabbed my collar, glared at me, then closed his eyes again, frowned slightly and nestled into my arms.

Mr. Chuya...

How can I love you like this?And why are you so cute?

With the whole world as if in my arms, I fell back into a deep sleep.

When I came to work the next day, my colleagues looked a little strange.

After all, Mr. Chuya's request for leave is enough to surprise people, and it is even more strange that this leave call was made by me.

——However, the hickey mark on Mr. Chuya's neck that has not disappeared today is what caused everyone's suspicion the most...

In the place where he usually wears a chocker, a thin necklace can't hide it completely. The orange-haired boy tied the collar of his shirt to the top button in the morning unwillingly, and his coat no longer draped handsomely on his shoulders. , but equally honestly dressed well.

Even so, the lighter-colored hickeys will still be faintly exposed to others.

Tsk, although I don't regret it, I still feel uncomfortable being seen by so many people, I frowned.

"This is your purpose, Mr. Dazai?" I said coldly.

Mr. Dazai, who emerged from the corner, was as dark as ever, wearing that black coat, smiling sweetly but not at all cute. Instead, people could clearly feel the breath of black mud pouring out:

"Hee hee, as a counterattack to the disgusting things you said last time."

"Besides, no matter how you think about it, it's the fault of the slug's brain being too small. You actually believe that you must take the initiative to pack and deliver yourself, don't resist or your lover will be hit, the more enthusiastic you are, the happier your lover is, and what your lover likes must be To show off..."

The terms and conditions are all aimed at breaking the lover's rational nerves.

"Probably only a fool like a slug would be fooled~"

Although Chuya-sama is indeed a little blunt and lacks a clear mind, it is still very irritating to be said by Mr. Dazai.

"Although he is a bachelor, I didn't expect Mr. Dazai to have research on the relationship between couples?"

I started to mock the single dog: "I also want to thank you for your contribution to the warming of our relationship."

As for deliberately exposing our relationship to the eyes of the leader... Anyway, it will happen sooner or later, so there is no need to get angry.Anyway, Mr. Dazai is such a person who is keen to die, if he ignores him, he will feel bored and run away.

Could this be the legendary cat family?

I also thought that a loyal and straightforward person like Mr. Chuya should be a dog, right?Nakaya-sama with furry ears... It's quite exciting, can we have this play next time?

Oh, let's wait for a while, if I get out of control again, I will really have no face to face Mr. Chuya.