Dressed as a gangster and his nanny[Transmigration Book]

As soon as Fang Huo entered the door, the white cat pounced on him first. Seeing his owner being held in the arms of a man who looked familiar but also unfamiliar, it meowed anxiously and pulled his trousers with its tiny paws. , trying to climb up along his calf.

Fang Huo has never shown much love for this kind of small animal. He let it hang on his lap indifferently, and walked forward with Qiulu in his arms. He slid off his legs and let out a confused cry behind the two of them.

Qiu Lu's head was dizzy. Although Fang Huo held him firmly, when he landed on the ground, his stomach churns, and his first reaction was to vomit. His legs softened, and he pulled himself together, staring and waving his hands. : "Don't come here, I feel a little sick."

Fang Huo: "..."

What he said was quite ambiguous, and for some reason he felt that Fang Huo, who was classified as "vomiting when he saw it", was a little depressed.

It's a pity that at this moment Qiulu didn't have time to care about his sensitive boy's thoughts, so he stumbled and ran to the bathroom after speaking. Ten seconds later, there was a faint sound of vomiting, followed by the sound of toilet flushing.

Fang Huo stood at the door for a while, thought for a while, and then walked over there, intending to see how he was doing.

Qiulu sat cross-legged on the ground with her back to him, holding the toilet and retching, her whole back was soaked with sweat, and her thin back was outlined by the white shirt sticking to the flesh, making her look more and more slender and pitiful.

He slowed down for a while, and didn't spit out anything. He raised his eyes and saw Fang Huo standing there, feeling ashamed, and said: "Fuck, this medicine...why it feels like wine after drinking, and I want to vomit, and it's so hot... ...can you go out for a while, I want to take a shower."

Fang Huo saw him standing up staggeringly, his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even support the sink, so he couldn't help but asked, "Can you do it yourself?"

His face was still blushing a little abnormally, he shook his head and said, "No problem." After speaking, he turned on the shower head and wanted to shower on his body, but was quickly stopped by Fang Huo, who brought the shower over , "You take off your clothes first."

Qiulu glanced at him, but said nothing.

The water switch was not turned off, and a thin layer of water soon filled the floor, which was wet and slippery. He swayed down, no matter how quick Fang Huo was, he couldn't catch it, and fell firmly on the floor. Really fell, and didn't care to use his useless head to think whether he should take it off in front of him, and first yelled: "My ass, my... ass!"

Fang Huo walked over helplessly and helped him up, saying, "Let me help you."

Qiu Lu's back froze, as if he had thought of something, he turned his head and smiled at him, and said, "That's fine, thank you Xiao Huo."

Fang Huo froze for a moment.

What Qiulu said seems to be correct. The side effects of this medicine are more similar to being drunk. In short, no matter what the reason is, Qiulu in this state is like three years ago.

At the very beginning, he also stood in the room, took off his shirt and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out of the shower, he didn't wear the upper half of his pajamas.

He tried the temperature of the water in silence, and when it was almost done, he put the shower on the sink and freed his hands to take off his clothes.

He unbuttoned the small buttons on Qiulu's shirt one by one, from the bottom to the top. The movements of his hands seemed steady, but when a small piece of white abdominal skin was exposed, it was still insignificant. Cha trembled a bit.

Qiu Lu lowered his eyes to watch him take off his clothes slowly like peeling zongzi, and there was suspicion that it was getting slower and slower. Finally, when his hand reached the third from the bottom, he couldn't help raising his arm up, and the whole body The head came out from the neckline, and immediately, the shirt fluttered and the ears fell to the ground, revealing the thin upper body with beautiful shoulders and neck lines.

He looked up at Fang Huo, and said with a natural expression: "You are too slow, when are you going to take it off, and you still have pants."

Fang Huo looked away, his throat was so dry, he said calmly, "Take off your pants yourself."

"Oh."

After finally tossing and tossing the clothes, I started to wash them. The warm water flowed from the top of the head to the whole body, which was extremely comfortable, but Qiulu became more and more excited like drinking fake wine. He helped himself to scratch his scalp vigorously, even if he didn't get any soap on his waist, he made a fuss, especially like the kind of disobedient brat that his parents brought to the bathhouse.

Fang Huo waited on him in a hurry, but fortunately, the charming atmosphere just now had disappeared under Qiu Lu's commotion, so that he would not be too flustered.

He was still wearing a neat shirt and trousers, but the trousers and cuffs were a little wet. Qiulu stretched her neck obediently and asked him to wash the foam off her hair. She suddenly smiled slyly, and stretched her head forward. The wet head hit his clothes, making a big watermark.

Fang Huo reached out to support his chin, raised his head, and said helplessly, "Don't make trouble."

Qiu Lu smiled so much that he saw his teeth but couldn't see his eyes. It was the happiest look after the two met again. Fang Huo paused, unable to say any more words.

Seeing that he didn't speak any more, Qiulu poured the water on him with great skill, one handful at a time, and another handful at a time. It didn't take long for Fang Huo's clothes to be completely soaked, sticking tightly to his body, chest The lines of the abdominal muscles are obvious, and Qiu Lu slightly opened his eyes wide. His eyes are straight and naked, but not lustful.

Fang Huo was still a little terrified by his eyes, just about to take a strategic step back, the next second, Qiu Lu touched it with both hands.

He pinched and pressed it as if he was testing the product's performance, looked up in shock and said, "Xiao Huo, it's amazing! It feels even better than before!" He was just short of a thumbs up.

Fang Huo's whole body tensed up from his touch, his neck was so stiff that he couldn't move anymore, there was a tinge of red on the base of his ears, and his voice was a little hoarse: "No."

Fang Huo was extremely fortunate, fortunately Qiu Lu was no different from being drunk now, otherwise he would have noticed that he was blushing.

However, he obviously miscalculated the sensitivity of the drunk Qiulu - even though he would forget what he did the next day, this does not conflict with the fact that he can capture everything at this moment.

So in the next second, Qiulu stared at his ears as if he had discovered something, and let out a bubbly laugh that couldn't be held back, "Why are your ears so red?!"

He smiled and moved closer, narrowed his eyes, and flirted with Fang Huo's ear, "Still so easy to be shy? It's been so many years, it's not like we haven't been in love, right? Huo looks so handsome."

Hearing such a familiar hooligan tone, Fang Huo couldn't laugh or cry. After a long time, he sighed and said, "No."

Qiulu seemed to have been given a body-fixing spell, he didn't move, and he didn't fumble around. After a long time, he showed an inscrutable smile and said, "I guess so."

"Oh?" Fang Huo took a big towel to wipe his body and asked, "How did you guess?"

He shook his head again, allowing himself to be wrapped up in a ball by Fang Huo, and said, "I won't say anything."

Fang Huo smiled, and just about to say something, he saw him approaching again, as if he was sniffing, took a breath in his ear, and let out a satisfied sigh, "Xiao Huo, you smell so good."

The warm breath brushed against Fang Huo's ears, dazzled his ears, and his brain was short of oxygen for a moment. After recovering, he tightened his hands on Qiu Lu's waist, and said in a low voice, "It's the smell of your own shower gel."

Fang Huo moved the restless person back to the bedroom, only to realize that he was also in a mess. Seeing that the person was lying on the bed obediently and not making a fuss, he turned around and went to the bathroom to take a bath for himself, and was washed away by the water. Once again, his mind became much clearer, at least not as hot-headed as before.

He was wearing a set of pajamas that looked a little looser from Qiulu's closet, but turned into cropped trousers on him, with a large part of his ankle exposed. Fang Huo looked in front of the mirror, and it was still the same. Feeling uncomfortable, went to the living room and sent a message to the assistant asking him to bring clothes.

As soon as he turned on the phone, there was a message that he had asked someone to check the drug information and dosage. The person who reported told him that this was a new product popular in nightclubs in city B. The intake in Qiulu is not much, so there is no need for special gastric lavage, as long as you have a good rest and eat lightly the next day.

Fang Huo watched for a while, then walked into the bedroom, Qiu Lu was half sitting up, hugging the blanket with an uncomfortable expression on his face, his eyes were still dazed, and when Fang Huo came in, his eyes widened a little, and he muttered, "It's not a dream .”

He fell down again, and continued to mutter something, which sounded a bit like "It's a dream, it should be."

Fang Huo thought it was funny, and as soon as he walked over, he saw that he had fallen asleep hugging the blanket, breathing evenly, his brows were tightly furrowed in his sleep, and then relaxed again.

He sat on the edge of the bed and watched Qiulu for a long time, until after the minute hand turned half a circle, there was a knock on the door.Fang Huo looked in the direction of the door, frowned slightly, and looked back at Qiulu, seeing that he hadn't been woken up, he closed the bedroom door and opened it.

Xiao Wu stood outside the door. He looked at the person who opened the door. The word "Boss" almost stuck in his throat. He finally straightened his tongue and said, "Boss, I brought back everything you asked for."

Fang Huo ignored Xiao Wu's shocked eyes, took the big and small bags in his hand, and said, "Just give me the things, you go first."

"Oh..." Xiao Wu replied, still couldn't help but glanced curiously into the room, and then fell back on Fang Huo. After all, I have never seen the boss so...docile at home, and wearing such ill-fitting clothes In pajamas, his whole demeanor is different from usual, more like an ordinary college boy who just looks better.

Xiao Wu considers himself to be an employee with good professionalism, who should never ask questions, but probably the boss who came to City B aroused his infinite curiosity, and today it has reached its peak. Instead of leaving, he asked gossip again, "Boss, what..."

He glanced around, racking his brains to find a topic to stay for a while longer, seeing Fang Huo taking things out of the bag one by one, he had an idea, and said, "Well, I don't know what you asked me to buy cat food for." ... I just picked a few expensive ones at random."

Fang Huo pointed to the right, "I bought it for it."

Xiao Wu followed his gaze and saw a white cat with dark eyes and a cold expression, squatting there motionless. He didn't notice it at first, but now when he first met his eyes, he was shocked.

He immediately looked away, and saw the boss take out a radish from the bag again. This time he was even more frightened, and just about to open his mouth, "Boss..."

"Do you have anything else to do?" Fang Huo held the radish, looked up at him, and said without expression, "If you have nothing to do, you can go."

"Oh, oh, there's more!" Xiao Wu said in a hurry, "It's about the house. You said you would stay in City B for a while, and several of our hotels have reserved suites, or do you want to buy an apartment? I I saw a few real estate projects..." He estimated Fang Huo's expression, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"No need," Fang Huo weighed, put the radish into the bag again, and said to him, "You don't need to look for a house, and so do hotels. Tell them you don't need to keep it."

"Oh...Okay, boss, then I'll go first." Xiao Wu didn't dare to say anything more, he closed the door and exited obediently, but he was still a little dazed when he left, and his mind kept echoing "The boss wants me Cook?" and "The boss doesn't live in a hotel or an apartment, so where should I live!" Two questions.

The author has something to say: Fang Huo: If you don’t live in a hotel, of course you have to live ()!

bhys has let everyone down. At present, it doesn’t even have car exhaust...(≧σ≦)