I became red after being fed by a boss

After thinking about it carefully, Yang Meng probably understood.

He had never heard Brother Ying say anything about his juniors, but now he suddenly appeared.

I'm afraid it's not a junior.

In the past few years as an assistant, he has never heard of Ying Rong having an affair with any woman, and kisses are all based on borrowing seats.

It turns out that Brother Ying doesn't like women at all.

Yang Meng glanced at the sticky two people, and looked at Ying Rong with a look that I understand.

Seeing Yang Meng's sudden realization, Ying Rong frowned, and she didn't know what Yang Meng had imagined. His arm was held by Hu Youyou, his skin was pressed against each other, and a steady stream of heat came from him.

Hu Youyou: "You also said that you would buy me milk and honey-flavored shower gel, which smells delicious, but you didn't even buy it for me."

The boy's voice was very soft, it was inappropriate for a boy to act like a baby, but it was not abrupt on Hu Youyou's body at all.

Yang Meng complained in her heart, it really is a world of face-seeking.

Afraid of seeing something that shouldn't be seen again, he raised the baffle very perceptively.

Hu Youyou wandered around the audition site for a whole day, she was so tired that she relied entirely on Ying Rong when speaking.

He felt that Mr. Ying was very good, his body was aura and comfortable, and the dull hair on the boy's head dangled back and forth according to his master's mood.

With the air conditioner turned on in the car, Ying Rong somehow felt a little hot.

Glancing at the hand on his forearm, he knew that Hu Youyou leaned over because of aura.

Ying Rong's voice was a little hoarse: "I'll go shopping after dinner later."

"Okay! I'm going to be sweet tonight." Hu Youyou said, "The shower gel at home is cold, and it doesn't feel comfortable to apply it on."

Listening to the news coming from the back row, Yang Meng really felt that if he hadn't been skilled in driving, there might be some accidents on the road.

The private restaurant is in the old alley of Yanshi, and the car can't drive in, and the car is parked at the entrance of the alley.

Yang Meng: "Brother, then you go to eat, and I will pick you up after eating."

Ying Rong loosened his seat belt, "Okay."

After getting off the car, Hu Youyou looked curiously at the old alley full of life.

At first, he thought it was just an ordinary meal, until he stepped into the door of the private kitchen, in addition to the aroma of the food, there was also a hint of aura floating in the air.

This seems to be a restaurant exclusively for youkai.

No wonder Mr. Ying doesn't have to wrap himself up like other stars.

The moment Ying Rong appeared, all the monsters who were eating in the lobby stopped at the same time.

Their bodies trembled slightly, because they were afraid of Ying Rong's coercion.

The proprietress was used to seeing such scenes, so she immediately came forward to greet her: "Mr. Ying, let me take you to the box upstairs."

Ying Rong frowned, and responded lightly, and Hu Youyou obediently followed behind him.

After the people went upstairs, the atmosphere in the lobby became more relaxed. They chatted in low voices, gossip spread like wildfire, and news about Ying Rong became more and more lively on the Monster Administration APP forum.

in the box.

The waiter in the improved cheongsam closed the door gently after serving the dishes.

The dishes on a large table are full of flavors and flavors, and Hu Youyou doesn't know which dish to start with. His eyes are shining: "Can you eat all of these?"

"Well, let's eat." Ying Rong poured a glass of wine, and the wine was bubbling.

"Congratulations on your successful audition." Ying Rong raised his wine glass, Hu Youyou put down his chopsticks, poured himself a glass of orange juice, and there was a crisp crashing sound.

Although there is not much aura contained in the food, one mouthful after another, the body feels warm after eating.

Hu Youyou licked her lips, didn't take a few bites, the snow-white fox ears and tail popped out, trembling with joy.

"It's really delicious." The corner of Hu Youyou's mouth was stained with oil, Ying Rong smiled slightly, and he pulled a tissue, "Wipe your mouth, eat slowly, don't worry."

Hu Youyou leaned forward naturally, her mouth pursed slightly, her eyes stared at Ying Rong without blinking, as if saying that Mr. Ying would wipe it for me.

Ying Rong paused, glanced at her pale pink lips, and raised her hand to help Hu Youyou wipe them clean.

"Thank you." Hu Youyou said with a smile.

Ying Rong: "You're welcome."

Almost all the dishes on a large table went into Hu Youyou's stomach, and he looked at the unfinished dishes on the table wistfully.

Ying Rong could see the reluctance in his eyes: "I'll bring you to eat next time."

"I think it's a waste if you don't finish eating. Can you pack it and take it home?" Hu Youyou tilted her head, "Don't waste food."

Ying Rong smiled: "Okay, then it's up to you."

Hu Youyou was so happy that he flicked his tail. After being nourished by spiritual energy, his tail was white and fluffy, which made his palms itch.

"Mr. Ying, you are so nice, can you promise me one more thing." Hu Youyou asked eagerly.

"Tell me first?" Ying Rong raised his eyebrows.

Hu Youyou leaned over and tapped the wine glass with her white fingertips: "I want to drink it too, I've heard it! The aura in it is super super strong."

Ying Rong flicked the wine glass, the yellow liquid was beautiful and transparent, her voice was slightly hoarse after being moistened by alcohol: "It's not suitable, you will get drunk."

"I won't get drunk!" Hu Youyou's cheeks were bulging, under Ying Rong's cold eyes, he shrugged and said in a low voice: "I want to taste it, so I can just drink a little bit, okay?"

"Just drink a little." Hu Youyou pinched a little with her index finger and thumb, her eyes were moist, clear and bright.

Ten minutes later, Ying Rong regretted his momentary soft-heartedness.

The young man's cheeks were smeared with two good-looking blushes, and the breath he exhaled when he spoke had a faint smell of alcohol.

Under the watchful eyes of many monsters, Ying Rong walked out of the gate with the packaged meals and put his arms around the young man's slender waist.

Yang Meng, who rushed over after receiving the call, saw Hu Youyou's sloppy footsteps, and instantly understood what was going on.

He took the food box and fixed it on the front seat.

Ying Rong opened the rear door, and sat on Hu Youyou's arms.

Yang Meng: "How much did he drink?"

Ying Rong said blankly, "A cup."

Yang Meng was surprised: "One cup is like this?"

Ying Rong: "Yes."

The little fox who promised him that he only took a sip turned around and drank a full glass.

He was so drunk that he couldn't even put his tail and ears back. In order not to reveal his identity as a monster, Ying Rong had to use a small spell. He could already think of the ticket for using spells sent by Bai Ze tomorrow.

The drunk Hu Youyou was obediently curled up in his seat, but after Ying Rong got into the car, he smelled the aura and insisted on lying on Ying Rong's lap to rest.

Yang Meng saw it, and held back in her heart, "Brother Ying, should we go to the villa?"

Ying Rong: "Yes."

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the villa, Ying Rong loosened the seat belt on Hu Youyou's body, bent over and picked him up after getting off the car.

Seeing Brother Ying's hugging posture, Yang Meng was very calm: "Brother, remember to attend the "Jiangshan" film conference tomorrow morning, should I come to pick you up in the morning?"

Ying Rong: "Well, go back at night and be careful."

Hu Youyou's consciousness was chaotic, his face was pressed against the hot spot, and he gently rubbed against it.Sensing the itching on his chest, Ying Rong looked down at his furry head.

The house was very quiet, Ying Rong hugged Hu Youyou and put him on the bed, taking off his shoes.

Touching the soft quilt, the young man slipped in, leaving only a small snow-white slope. The sound of his shallow breathing was particularly obvious in the quiet environment. Ying Rong sighed and went to the bathroom to get a towel to soak Come out later.

Seeing that Hu Youyou looked drunk, he couldn't expect him to take a bath, so Ying Rong wiped Hu Youyou's face with a wet towel.

The boy was born with fair skin, tender skin, and strong strength. When the towel touched his face, Hu Youyou couldn't help raving twice.

After wiping her face clean, Ying Rong hesitated for a while, and helped Hu Youyou change into clean pajamas.

Even though he repeatedly neglected to look at what was there, he still found that Hu Youyou's body was also very white, without any blemishes at all.

Ying Rong pursed his lips, staring at Hu Youyou who was in a deep sleep, he couldn't help but leaned down and pinched the other's white face heavily.

"Let you drink indiscriminately," he said.

The pain on his face made Hu Youyou hum softly, and his thick black eyelashes trembled slightly, "Mr. Ying...you are so kind."

After two seconds of silence, Ying Rong withdrew his hand, and looked at the impressive pink mark on the other party's face, he helped the other party cover the quilt with a guilty conscience, and took a bath towel by himself.

With the sound of water pattering, Hu Youyou felt as if a fire was burning in her throat, the itching at the tailbone was numb, and the blood in her body kept screaming, which was the desire for spiritual energy.

He opened his hazy eyes, his blue eyes stained with irrationality, and the eyes were moist with water.

Hu Youyou was flustered, he took out the peach dan under the pillow, the glass jar was shining brightly under the light.

One after another, there is a sweet aura in the mouth, and the peach-flavored fragrance slowly fills the room.

Ying Rong was taking a bath, and the running water flowed to the ground along his tight and firm muscle lines. He frowned when he smelled the rich aura in the air, raised his water-stained hand, and pressed the switch.

The slender knuckles took off the bath towel, and the pure black hair was dripping with water, dripping along the collarbone to the waist and abdomen, Ying Rong wrapped the bath towel and pulled the slippers out of the bathroom.

Taking a closer look, Hu Youyou's face was blushing from the collarbone, Ying Rongsao saw that he had eaten half a can of peach pills, and he knew it instantly.

Hu Youyou was uncomfortably hot, her legs twisted under the quilt, her throat let out a sweet and greasy hum, the sweat was clear on her forehead, and her eyelashes were wet.

"Uncomfortable?" Ying Rong raised her hand to cover his forehead.

When the hot forehead touched the cold palm, Hu Youyou snorted comfortably. He waved his hands indiscriminately and failed to touch Tao Dan. He was about to cry. He sniffed, and Mr. Ying's continuous spiritual energy floated over. Fragrant and sweet.

"Get up, let me help you soothe the aura in your body." Ying Rong sat on the side, holding Hu Youyou in his arms.

The big palm covered the boy's lower abdomen, rubbing it lightly again and again, and the answer was a little heavier: "Why do you eat so much at once, I don't know if it will be very uncomfortable?"

Hu Youyou was dizzy, the tailbone seemed to be electrified, as if something was about to come out, he faintly felt that the aura was not enough, the tip of his nose happened to be on the side of Yingrong's neck, smelling the fragrant aura, Hu Youyou Sanity is almost burned out.

He held Ying Rong's hand and said timidly, "I, can I lick you?"

The hot air blowing on the side of the neck made it numb and itchy. Hearing Hu Youyou's whispered inquiry, he responded with a hand. The boy's eyes were watery, and there was no ambiguity in his eyes.

Knowing that he was hooked by spiritual energy, Ying Rong said coldly: "No."

"Oh." Hu Youyou's voice was a little lower, and the fox's ears were dumbfounded, extremely aggrieved.

Ying Rong was still helping him relieve the excess aura in his body, Hu Youyou stared at the thin lips dangling in front of his eyes, the color was very clean and light, and with his thin breathing, a sweet aura leaked from his lips and teeth.

Hu Youyou was really dizzy, otherwise he wouldn't have raised his hand to cup Mr. Ying's cheek, raised his chin and kissed it.

Lips touched lips, and the man's hand paused.

Hu Youyou made a swallowing movement.

Mr. Ying's mouth is really sweet.

Before the man could react, Hu Youyou quietly stretched out the soft tip of her tongue, lightly licked Ying Rong's upper lip, and even sucked it.

Ying Rong's eyes were full of surprise.

It seems that he himself did not expect that the first kiss would be under such circumstances.

The young man's lips were soft, covered with a moist luster like jelly, and the color was a beautiful bright red, with the smell of wine sprinkled on his face, making him feel a little itchy.

Ying Rong felt that the rhythm of the heart beating at that moment was a bit strange.

His Adam's apple rolled, and when the young man wanted to extend his tongue further, he quickly reacted, tilted his head back and left quickly, Hu Youyou's mouth was caught off guard and lost its support.

His lips stuck to his slightly protruding Adam's apple again.

Hu Youyou licked it, and the man groaned.

In response, Rong's heart beat faster, and the roots of his ears turned red.

He got up quickly, raised his hand to tightly pinch Hu Youyou's cheek, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you know that you are not allowed to kiss indiscriminately?"

Hu Youyou's face turned red from being pinched, he nodded pitifully, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo on kiss, no more kisses, no more kisses."

"It's all your fault for being so fragrant."