How to properly play the spare tire character

The door of the lounge was suddenly opened, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but drifted towards the two of them. When they caught a glimpse of the flushed and wet expression on Duan Nanzhi's face, everyone's eyes began to turn strange.

Xie Ci still has a gentle and polite posture, his back is always straight, like a green bamboo tree, gentle and elegant, making people unable to think of any bad words.

Duan Nanzhi gritted his teeth slightly, restrained the trembling of his body, looked at the tall and straight figure of the young man in front of him, and cursed in a low voice: "A beast in clothes."

But even though he scolded like this, the insincere infatuation could not be restrained in those watery and pure black eyes.

Duan Nanzhi's body is relatively sensitive, and now his narrow waist is tied with a slender and cold chain, and the uninterrupted cold feeling rubs against his waist, making him uncontrollably feel more longing and shrinking.

This slightly longer necklace was originally specially worn by him in his suit. There was a beautifully carved ivory thorn between the silver chains, which was elegant and flamboyant.

Who would have thought that when it fell into the hands of Assistant Xie, it would play a different role?

Duan Nanzhi couldn't think about it for a second, the roots of his ears were already burning red, and his heart was beating uncontrollably.

He couldn't help thinking about Assistant Xie's slender, skinny, and beautiful hands. When the other party was tense, the phalanges would naturally glow with light pink, which was very beautiful.

Especially when those hands grabbed his waist and clasped his back.

Xie Ci is always like this, he is like this with every lover of Lu Cang and his boss, ambiguous, gentle and strong.

audacious in the extreme.

·······It is impossible to refuse.

Duan Nanzhi couldn't help but recall that when he first met Xie Ci, he had a fiery temper. He heard that Assistant Xie wanted to climb into Mr. Lu's bed, so he went to the company directly and slapped the man on the face. .

The gentle and polite face turned red and swollen almost instantly.

It would be difficult for anyone to calm down after being slapped like this inexplicably, but Xie Ci was different, he even smiled and said softly: "Mr. Duan, have you relieved your anger?"

He held his fingertips in his warm hands, and the light-colored brilliance in the black pupils was very seductive. He pulled his hand and covered the gentle side of his face with a kind of docile and implied A certain bewitching attitude said to him: "Mr. Duan, if you are not relieved, you can do anything to me."

Almost instantly, Duan Nanzhi blushed, he was completely, completely unable to deal with such a cunning trick from the other party.

After that, Duan Nanzhi didn't know what he was thinking, he began to care more and more about this assistant Xie, and even bumped into this person serving Lu Cang's other lovers occasionally, he would be so angry that he wished he could kill him with a gun.

He should serve himself alone.

Even if he is a dog, he is also his own lackey.

The red font on the elevator gradually jumped to nine, and with a sound of 'ding—', the elevator door opened automatically.

Xie Ci stood by the door, and he returned to such a polite and elegant posture that had nothing to do with himself, his waist was slightly bent into an arc, and a small wave-like pleat appeared on the suit.

The whole body vividly interprets the four characters of gentle scum.

"Mr. Duan, please." He said with a smile.

Duan Nanzhi didn't know why, he felt a little depressed, but he concealed it very well, and when he raised his eyes, he was smiling.

His appearance is very gorgeous, and the raised red phoenix eyes are easily reminiscent of some traditional and out-of-the-ordinary vixen.

The CEO's office is very large, and as soon as he entered, he could see a handsome man leaning on a leather chair and pressing his forehead.

The other party has a pair of sharp, snake-like dark and moist eyes with deep sockets, and gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, just looking like a Greek god, extremely handsome.

When the eyes swept over, it made people subconsciously want to hold their breath.

Duan Nanzhi walked over a few steps, raised his hands and talked to Lu Cang with a smile on his face. He talked a lot, like a chirping bird. The sun shone on the two of them, and Lu Cang's eyes softened a little. A bit of a gentle illusion.

Xie Ci looked back lightly, he is the most loyal servant, so at this time, he should withdraw consciously and stand outside like a watchdog, waiting for his master's orders.

The light pink nails were lightly embedded in the palm of the hand, Xie Ci retracted his eyes, like every time, he quietly walked out of the office, closed the door, and let his thoughts go blank in a daze.

How long has it been like this, he can't remember.

Day after day of hypocrisy, day after day watching the person I like make out with others.

Are you numb?The heart should have been numb by now.

There are weeds growing in the barren place, and I don't know how to continue to persevere.

There was a faint movement from inside the door, Xie Ci lowered his eyes, letting the black hair get into his eyes, it was a little bit itchy, but it didn't matter, it was bearable.

"Squeak."

The door was suddenly opened, Duan Nanzhi crossed his arms and said to Xie Ci impatiently, "Come in."

Xie Ci seemed to wake up suddenly, it was always difficult for him to restrain his emotions, but this time he couldn't help but cast his eyes on the other party's lips and neck, these ambiguous places where traces are easy to leave.

Duan Nanzhi may have sensed it, but he didn't know what he was thinking. The corners of his mouth slowly curled up, his eyes softened, but he pretended to be more impatient, and urged, "Come in."

Xie Ci recovered his state, the gentle mask was tightly pressed on his face, and he could see the pale and gray eyes out of the corner of his eye, but until the end, he just smiled and said: "Okay."

Xie Ci obediently followed Duan Nanzhi into the office. Lu Cang was dealing with business. His slender knuckles were sliding on the tablet. After a while, he raised his eyes. His fingers subconsciously raised his gold-rimmed glasses. His black eyes met Xie Ci's. .

A dark light of unknown meaning flashed across the opponent's eyes.

Xie Ci's heart moved slightly, and soon regained his composure.

Duan Nanzhi opened the thermos with a smile. He rarely showed a docile attitude and said to Lu Cang, "If you don't drink it, I will really feed it to you...the assistant."

Condescending, very casual attitude, it seems that Xie Ci is really just a watchdog in his eyes.

Lu Cang just smiled indulgently. His lips were very thin, and his shallow smile seemed to grow colder. He said softly, "It's okay. Assistant Xie helps me every day. I'm very tired. I should make up for it."

Duan Nanzhi shook his head regretfully and said, "That's fine."

He turned his eyes, and said to Xie Ci with a bright smile: "Boss Lu doesn't like to drink, Assistant Xie, please drink it up, otherwise it would be too wasteful."

Xie Ci thanked in a low voice, paused slightly when his fingers touched the cold outer shell of the thermos cup, and a vague idea emerged in his heart.

The other party seems to be doing this deliberately.

It was such a coincidence that Lu Cang never liked potato ribs soup, but he, half of the company knew that he liked these soups.

It's so blatant, it's just—

Xie Ci lowered his eyes and drank the bowl of soup.

Duan Nanzhi propped his chin, and the smile in his eyes became more obvious. He asked, "How does it taste? I made it myself."

The tone is soft, like a canary subconsciously begging for rewards.

Xie Ci smiled, he didn't give Duan Nanzhi any response he wanted, he still said in an orderly and polite way: "Mr. Duan made it himself, of course it tastes very good."

Duan Nanzhi's smile restrained a bit, but he quickly covered it up again, and said with a look of indifference: "Of course, after all, this was originally the love rib soup I cooked for Mr. Lu, but it's a pity that he doesn't care too much. I just like soup."

The implication is that you are just begging for something that others don't want.

Xie Ci just smiled: "You are right."

Duan Nanzhi didn't even want to say any more, and his black eyes darkened visibly to the naked eye.

His emotions were all on the surface, and after a while he told Lu Cang that he had something to go back to work on, and he didn't even look at Xie Ci when he left, as if this person was indeed a piece of air in his eyes.

The door of the office was closed, Xie Ci pursed his lips silently, and walked slowly to Lu Cang's side to sort out the contents of the folder and recorder.

The pen in Lu Cang's hand paused slightly, his finger bones curled up a bit, and the gold-rimmed glasses looked cold and sharp under the reflection of the light.It is easy to think of a fair judge and a harsh judge.

His low voice outlines another kind of sexiness, which makes people dizzy: "He seems to like you very much recently?"

Xie Ci's hands paused slightly, his eyelids drooped, and he responded, "Yes, Mr. Duan is very enthusiastic today."

Lu Cang gave a low laugh, and after a while, he slowly straightened out his messy tie, looked at Xie Ci with a half-smile and said, "You guys did it?"

Xie Ci's teeth were clenched slightly, and there was a strange emotion in his eyes. He looked at Lu Cang and said slowly, "Don't get me wrong, I just came here according to your order, and I will not do anything to apologize to you."

Lu Cang didn't care much, he raised his fingertips slightly, and tapped Xie Ci's slightly lowered mandible.

The arc is very beautiful, better looking than any of his lovers.

Xie Ci remained silent and let him move. After a while, Lu Cang smiled lightly and said, "Well, I know you are loyal, so I just asked casually."

His tone was very casual, like an explanation, but also like some kind of chain and traction: "You know, I don't have any feelings for them, I just need their strength."

Lu Cang's voice was a little hoarse: "It doesn't matter if they are bitches, as long as they are useful to me."

"Ah Ci, I only trust you."

The fingers relaxed, but Xie Ci felt that another pale, lifeless hand was extending from the opponent's body, it tightly held his neck, making him suffocate and drown in such short-lived tenderness.

Lu Cang is always like this, he is pretending, without sincerity, he clearly knows that his subordinates have admiration for him, and he still wants to seduce him in such an ambiguous and malicious way.

Xie Ci has long been used to it, and he has already clearly understood the truth in his heart.

He knows that the person he likes is so mean and shameless, just like he knows he is stupid and cheap, but he can't control it.