The coquettish rival wants to have CP with me every day

Si Yan poured himself a bowl of chicken soup, picked up another big chicken leg, and took a big mouthful.

As a result, he chewed and felt that something was wrong.

"Ahem! Trash bin, where is it?" He asked with difficulty, biting a bite of meat.

Feng Jian pointedly glanced at his side.

Si Yan immediately turned around and gave a shit!

"Yes, yes, is there water?" He asked anxiously.

Before Feng Jian had time to pour water for him, Si Yan had already picked up the cup he drank from on the table and swallowed a big gulp quickly, then spit it out quickly, and sprayed someone's whole body.

Feng Jian: "..."

If the person in front of him wasn't Si Yan, he would definitely screw the other person's head off.

"Grass! What is this thing, so bitter?"

"coffee."

Si Yan: "..."

He's all bad now.

Feng Jian saw that he looked uncomfortable. Although he was also a little uncomfortable, he got up and kindly went to help him pour a large glass of water, and then went into the bathroom in the next room.

Si Yan sat paralyzed on Feng Jian's office chair, and it took a long time before he recovered.

He didn't know what he had put in to make a pot of chicken soup spicy and hot, and he drank another cup of bitter coffee.

The taste of these three mixed together is comparable to poison.

At this time, his cell phone rang.

He took it out and saw that it was Feng Jian who beat it.

"what?"

"I'm in the bathroom with no clothes on."

"Why don't you even take your clothes when you take a shower?" As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the cold air released from the other end of the phone.

Then he remembered that he was the one who vomited his whole body.

Butler Liu said before that Feng Jian has a slight obsession with cleanliness.

"Ahem! I mean, where are your clothes?"

"My room."

So, Si Yan went to his room next door.

Feng Jian took a shower in the bathroom in the room.

Si Yan persecuted in his heart: There is no one in the room, so it's fine to come out and get it by yourself, and I still need the young master to serve you.

He opened the closet and found that Feng Jian's clothes were comparable to women's closets.

Butler Liu was still worried after much deliberation, so he went upstairs to see if he would call 120 in time for their young master.

As a result, the young master and Mr. Si were not seen in the study.

Did you go to the room?

As soon as he walked to the door of the room, he heard Si Yan asking loudly in the room: "Hey! Which one do you want to wear? Do you want underwear? What color?"

Butler Liu: "..."

petrified on the spot.

After Si Yan found a set of bathrobes and underwear according to Feng Jian's request, he walked to the door of the bathroom and was about to say that you could take it yourself, when he heard the door of the bathroom open.

He didn't think much about it, and directly handed the bathrobe in with one hand.

As a result, when Feng Jian took the bathrobe, he even grabbed his hand.

He could feel the wetness of someone's palm, as well as the hot temperature from it.

For some unknown reason, the numbness of being shocked by the electric current came again.

Hold the grass!

Perverted!

He was talking about himself.

Si Yan withdrew his fingers and shuddered suddenly.

Before, he thought that as long as his soul was straight, it would be fine, but now it seems that his body is more honest than him.

Si Yan suddenly felt guilty towards Feng Jian.

Especially when Feng Jian came out wearing a baggy bathrobe.

That handsome face with distinct water chestnut angles, slender and rolling Adam's apple, bronze-colored skin, well-defined abdominal muscles, tight and seductive mermaid lines, and those straight and powerful long legs...

Si Yan felt that he had developed a criminal mind.

Feng Jian looked at the back of someone running away, and the smile on the corner of his lips became more and more cunning.

Then he called Assistant Xiao.

"Create a Baidu Q&A entry?" Assistant Xiao looked confused, but he didn't dare to question the young master's meaning, and immediately followed Feng Jian's instructions.

After Si Yan returned to his room, he immediately googled a mantra for purifying the heart, and silently recited it a hundred times in his heart.

However, the more he read, the clearer the indescribable picture in his mind became.

Heck!

He wouldn't really have any unreasonable thoughts about that guy Feng Jian, would he?

But there is one thing to say, Feng Jian's figure is really good, nothing to say.

Si Yan: "..."

What is he thinking about?

Someone rubbed his head irritably, then covered himself with a quilt.

Then, he smelled the faint smell of tobacco left by Feng Jian on the quilt, and the...

Si Yan got up immediately.

He thought he must be crazy.

In the evening, Butler Liu came over and asked him to go downstairs for dinner.

Si Yan looked listless.

He searched on Baidu for a long time just now, how can he straighten himself?

The answer I got was to try to get along with the same sex as friends more normally.

Simply put, it is to overcome your own psychological barriers.

Si Yan felt that there was nothing wrong with his mind.

But when he thought of seeing Feng Jian at the dinner table, he felt inexplicably guilty.

"I'm not hungry, I won't eat!" He said to Steward Liu.

Butler Liu was puzzled, wondering if it was raining red today?

Thinking about Mr. Si and the young master in the room today, he boldly guessed, could it be that the young master bullied Mr. Si?

Or make Mr. Si unable to get out of bed?

After Steward Liu went downstairs and relayed Si Yan's words to the young master, he saw that the young master went upstairs with the food in person.

Si Yan was hungry and was about to go to bed when he smelled the aroma of food.

"Why don't you go eat?" Feng Jian asked him.

"Ahem! I'm not hungry." He said firmly, but his eyes kept aiming at the delicious food in Feng Jian's hand uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Feng Jian was a little amused. Knowing that someone couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, he simply walked over with the food.

"What are you doing? I said I won't eat if I don't eat it." He tried hard to control his mouth and eyes.

"I made your favorite spicy crayfish, as well as sashimi and salad, are you sure you don't want it?" He brought the food in front of him.

Si Yan smelled the scent of crayfish, subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and then gave up struggling.

Seeing that he was enjoying himself while peeling the shrimp shells and eating them, Feng Jian took a chair and sat there, helped him peel them together, and handed the peeled shrimp meat to his mouth.

Si Yan froze for a moment.

Feng Jian explained: "Don't you want to cultivate relationships? I heard that making food for the person you like, peeling shrimp for the person you like, the relationship can heat up the fastest."

Si Yan was stunned again, and then realized that Feng Jian was talking about the script.

Sure enough, he was thinking too much.

People are straight men.

He opened his mouth obediently, and took the shrimp meat that Feng Jian handed him.

Feng Jian's fingers rested on his soft lips for a while, then retracted, and continued to peel off a crayfish.

There was a smile in his eyes, and when he fed again, he stretched his fingers in a little...