Three Do Not Confused

Song Xian's smiling face made him chuckle unconsciously.

Song Xian, oh Song Xian, he really can't get enough of this person.

It was past ten o'clock in the morning when Song Xian woke up.He covered his head and went to brush his teeth and wash his face in a daze.Yi Nanchuang has already gone to the company, and there is a note on the table: Bao, the porridge is in the pot, when you wake up, finish it obediently, and I will go back to buy vegetables at night.Song Xian stroked the word "treasure" with his thumb, and the smile on his mouth couldn't be suppressed.He spent 10 minutes sitting in a chair recalling yesterday's events.He remembered that he went to meet the client last night and didn't send Yi Nanchuang a message, so he didn't know how worried he should be.

He called Yi Nanchuang.Yi Nanchuang picked it up, his voice soft and gentle: "Are you up?"

Knowing that Yi Nanchuang couldn't see, Song Xian still nodded his head: "Yeah." He got up, walked to the balcony, breathed in the fresh air, and said, "I... can I go to you at noon?"

There was a smile in Yi Nanchuang's voice: "Did you feel uncomfortable after drinking so much wine last night? Rest well at home. There is still food for lunch in the refrigerator. Cook a meal by yourself obediently. Don't go out today. Have a good rest , I will go back to buy vegetables at night. Huh?"

Song Xian said: "Just answer my question, at noon... do you want to see me?"

Yi Nanchuang paused: "I think so."

Song Xian grinned and said, "Well! It's time to hang up! Bye!" He threw away the phone, and after finishing the porridge cooked by Yi Nanchuang, he hurriedly cooked rice and fried vegetables, and packed them in an insulated lunch box. , and then hurriedly dressed up and rushed out.

Yi Nanchuang's company has just been established, only a few core employees have been recruited, and there are still very few people.Song Xian ran to the door of his company, ran his hands through his hair, and then knocked on the door to enter.People outside looked out together and asked him, "Who are you looking for?"

Song Xian said, "I'm looking for..."

The door of the inner office opened immediately, Yi Nan said in a window, "Come here, Xiaoxian."

Song Xian smiled: "I'm looking for Mr. Yi." He ran over, and Yi Nanchuang pulled him in and closed the door.

Song Xian put down the lunch box, took off his coat, and fanned his face with his hands: "The weather is starting to get hot."

Yi Nanchuang said, "I'll turn on the air conditioner."

Song Xian hurriedly stopped him: "No, no, no! It's not that hot yet, I'll run over here. You'll cool off after sitting for a while."

Yi Nanchuang pulled a tissue and walked up to him, wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and said, "Then sit and wait for me for a while. I'll take you out for dinner after I finish reading those plans."

Song Xian pointed to the lunch box: "Hey!"

Yi Nanchuang didn't notice it just now, but when he saw it now, he patted his head rewardingly, then lowered his head and kissed him: "That's great."

Song Xian also patted his head: "...why do you always treat me like a child!"

Yi Nanchuang smiled: "Because I want to pamper you."

Song Xian blushed and said, "Why do you keep teasing me!"

Yi Nanchuang smiled even more happily.He sat back at his desk, looked at the documents with a serious expression.Song Xian quietly reprimanded his handsome face in his heart, stopped disturbing his work, and sat on the side to reply to clients.

"Xian." Yi Nanchuang called him suddenly.

Song Xian raised his head: "Huh?"

Yi Nanchuang said, "Come here, there is a professional term that I forgot how to translate."

Song Xian got up and walked over: "No way, you've forgotten all about it, so I might not even know." He bent down and leaned in front of Yi Nanchuang's document, "Which one?"

The faces of the two were very close, Yi Nanchuang turned his head, Song Xian couldn't hear the answer and turned his head to look at him.Their eyes met, and a trace of sweetness floated in the air.Each can feel the heartbeat of the other like a drum.

I don't know who shortened the distance first, the four lips were glued together, they rubbed together gently for a long time, panted and separated, while staring, Yi Nanchuang suddenly raised his hand and pulled him onto his body to sit astride, The two impatiently kissed again, Yi Nanchuang opened his teeth, wrapped his tongue around him and sucked, swallowing each other's body fluid.Song Xian put his arms around his neck, his already sober mind was once again dizzy and sinking in such a passionate deep kiss.

Yi Nanchuang's hand reached in from the hem of his loose clothes, caressing his smooth skin.

The lips of the two parted slightly, and Song Xian hugged Yi Nanchuang tightly while gasping for breath, and said in a low voice, "This is...your office...President Yi."

Yi Nanchuang lightly pecked his wet lips, breathing quickly: "If it's not possible...I'll stop."

Song Xian's eyes were moist, and he kissed back Yi Nanchuang's answer.

Yi Nanchuang used the concentration he had cultivated for a long time to hold Song Xian away from him, got up, drew the curtains, and locked the office door.

He turned around and looked at Song Xian, who had wet eyes and flushed cheeks, and took off his suit jacket while walking back.

Song Xian swallowed, as if all the heat rushed down his body, he lowered his eyes, and unbuttoned himself in shame.

Yi Nanchuang covered his body, kissing his lips, his eyes, and his neck.Song Xian put his arms around him and forced the two of them to switch places. He sat on Yi Nanchuang, bent down, kissed Yi Nanchuang's lips, gave him a deep look, and supported his body to slide Knelt down on the ground.

Yi Nanchuang understood what he wanted to do, and went to pull him: "...Xian...get up...don't."

Song Xian whispered, "I am willing. I am willing to do this for you."

"Eat together in the afternoon?" Song Xian muttered softly as he lay on the table.He glanced at Yi Nanchuang, and said, "The president is not free..."

An hour later, Yi Nanchuang packed up the documents and stood up, saying, "Let's go."

"Ah?" Song Xian also stood up quickly.

Yi Nanchuang held the computer in his left hand, and pulled him with his right hand: "Isn't Zhong Yuxin making an appointment for dinner? Let's go."

Song Xian: "Are you done?"

Yi Nanchuang nodded: "En."

Yi Nanchuang's car has also been owned by Ye Yunwen, and he doesn't have enough money to buy a new one yet, so he always takes the subway to work.

Song Xian was held under his arms, thinking of the madness in the office, his cheeks felt hot.Yi Nanchuang's eyes became more and more gentle.

After eating half of the meal, Song Xian regretted it.Because Zhong Yuxin didn't even eat a bite of rice, she kept yelling and intimidating Yi Nanchuang throughout the whole process, so she must not treat Song Xian badly.

Song Xian felt that he was going to lose all his face, so he found an excuse to go to the toilet.

Taking advantage of Song Xian's absence, Zhong Yuxin quickly took out a delicate little bag and stuffed it in Yi Nanchuang's hands, holding back a mysterious smile and said, "It's free," she whispered in Yi Nanchuang's ear Said, "I'm afraid you'd be embarrassed to buy it."

Yi Nanchuang smiled and shook his head.

When going back at night, Song Xian asked him strangely: "Huh? What are you carrying? When did you buy it? I don't remember it?"

Yi Nanchuang leaned close to his ear, whispered a few words with a smile, and was chased by Song Xian from the gate of the community to the gate of the house.

Yi Nanchuang opened the door, carried the panting man in, and threw him directly on the sofa.

He took off his clothes and pressed on it, and said softly, "Why don't we finish what we didn't finish at noon."

Song Xian pushed him with flushed cheeks, but was grabbed by both hands and blocked his lips forcefully.

——Any answer other than "yes" is not acceptable.