Roll in the arms of the iceberg boss

It wasn't until Cheng Jin almost suffocated due to lack of oxygen that Bo Shuohan reluctantly left his lips, his black eyes were deep and deep, filled with some kind of emotion.

The little fox is so delicious that he, who has always had excellent self-control, almost lost control.

Cheng Jin breathed heavily, and pushed the man weakly, "No... didn't you say you want to eat?"

He could clearly feel the state of the man's body, which made him feel nervous involuntarily.

Bo Shuohan moved his body, his upper body was slightly away, and his voice was hoarse, "Didn't you see that I was eating?"

Cheng Jin stared at him with a pair of misty eyes, obviously a threat, but because of his appearance at this time, he was not convincing at all, "Drive again, I...I called the police."

He is a straight man, but he is still a novice, meeting such a boss, it is like a child confronting a martial arts master, without any resistance.

And the boss is too good at teasing, if he continues to be teased like this, he is afraid that he will die of shame and anger.

Bo Shuohan smiled lowly, "The police don't care about the couple's bed."

Cheng Jin was ashamed and angry, his watery round eyes were covered with water, and he stared at him hard, "You know as much as you do."

Bo Shuohan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his dark eyes were deep, "I regret it."

Cheng Jin, "What...what do you mean..."

Bo Shuohan's breath was unsteady and his voice was hoarse, "I planned to wait a few days, but now it seems that I can't wait."

He asked Bai Lian to book a flight ticket to country R, ​​planning to take the little fox to a hot spring.It now appears that he completely overestimated his self-control.

Cheng Jin didn't know about this matter, but something surging in the man's deep eyes made him understand what was about to happen.

He bit the corner of his lip and said nothing.

In Bo Shuohan's eyes, the little fox's silence was equivalent to acquiescence, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

The man's gaze was fierce and fierce, as if he was going to swallow him up, making Cheng Jin involuntarily tense up, "Look... what are you looking at?"

Don't real men do it directly?It's not a romantic drama, but we need to create an ambiguous atmosphere first.

If this continues, he will probably choose to refuse because of fear.

But with the personality of a big brother, it will definitely be violent.

I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a little pain in my buttocks.

Bo Shuohan forcefully pulled his hand away, raised it to the top of his head, and slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Shy? Is it a bit late?"

What the two of them have done is indescribable. After writing it, Shudan will directly block it.

Cheng Jin gave him a hard look, and blushed, he muttered, "The villain dies from talking too much. Just do what you want, and don't talk so much nonsense. It's really impossible, I'm on top."

Although his size is not as big as the big guy's, his technique may be better than the big guy's.

Bo Shuohan lightly bit his Adam's apple, and was satisfied to hear the little fox's pain, and said in a hoarse voice, "Want to turn the world upside down? It's impossible in this lifetime."

After he finished speaking, he pulled Cheng Jin up and ordered, "Take off my clothes for me."

The man was still wearing a white shirt and a black suit, looking luxurious and abstinent.The strong chest is looming under the thin fabric.

Cheng Jin felt that even if it was the college entrance examination, he had never been so flustered. This question was simply beyond the outline.

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Considering that it was the first time for the little fox, Bo Shuohan didn't dare to act presumptuously, and let him go after only doing it once.

Seeing Cheng Jin lying motionless on the bed, with the corners of his white and tender eyes flushed, his heart skipped a beat, he lowered his head and pecked at him, wrapped him in a blanket, and carried him to the bathroom.

Cheng Jin glared at Bo Shuohan, unwilling to talk to him.

Obviously the man said that if he cried out that it hurts, he would stop, but he didn't stop, and he didn't even say hello.

Not only does he feel that his butt is rotten, but his waist is also broken.

The bathtub was already full of water, so Bo Shuohan put Cheng Jin into it, and he himself followed suit.

Cheng Jin was dizzy from exhaustion. Although he was shy, he really had no strength, so he could only let the man help him take a bath.

Bo Shuohan washed the little fox all over, patted his buttocks, "Go lie down next to him."

Cheng Jin shuddered, his eyes widened in disbelief, "You...you're still here?"

This is his first time, isn't it too beastly for the boss?

Bo Shuohan's voice was slightly hoarse, and he raised his eyebrows lightly, "Do you still want it?"

Cheng Jin's head shook like a wave drum, and his round eyes were full of horror, "Not at all!"

After an hour of being fucked by a motorist, he would be crazy to want more.

Bo Shuohan rubbed the corner of the little fox's lips ambiguously, "I can interpret your reaction as, are you satisfied with me?"

Cheng Jin remembered that just now on the bed, Bo Shuohan's doggy waist and cheeks were slightly hot, "Don't sell melons to Wang Po, sell melons and boast."

Bo Shuohan hummed in a nasal voice, and narrowed his black eyes dangerously, "That means you are not satisfied? It seems that I still need to work harder."

Cheng Jin: "..."

For the first time, he knew that there was such an operation.

Seeing the terrified expression of the little fox, a smile curled up on the corner of Bo Shuohan's lips, and he decided not to tease him anymore.

"Let me clean it up for you, it's easy to get sick if you stay in it."

He took protective measures just now, but later he thought it was too troublesome and pulled it off again.

Cheng Jin knew that he had misunderstood Bo Shuohan, so he pushed him away blushing, "I... I will do it myself..."

Bo Shuohan raised his eyebrows, "You know?"

Cheng Jin, "I...I can learn..."

Bo Shuohan didn't want to waste any more words, so he forcefully pressed the little fox onto the bathtub, and slowly poked his fingers in...

When it was finally cleaned up, there was a thin layer of sweat on the foreheads of both of them.

Cheng Jin's fair little face was stained with a faint blush, his eyes dodged, and he hardly dared to look directly at Bo Shuohan.

One bath, took a full half an hour.

The dinner on the dining table downstairs was freezing cold.

Bo Shuohan asked the chef to make porridge again, and brought it out himself, and woke up Cheng Jin who was already asleep, "Get up and eat something."

Cheng Jin was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, he shook his head in a daze, "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep."

Bo Shuohan frowned, stretched out his arms, and dug Cheng Jin out of the bed, "Go to sleep after eating."

Cheng Jin turned a deaf ear, rested his little head on Bo Shuohan's chest, and didn't even open his eyes.

Bo Shuohan hugged him and sat on the sofa, put his hands against the side of the bowl to test the temperature, took a spoonful, blew it cool, and put it to his mouth.

"Open your mouth."

Cheng Jin was really not interested in eating, he just wanted to sleep, but he couldn't stand the boss being so domineering, so he opened his eyes helplessly, and muttered, "I'll do it myself."

Bo Shuohan cooled the porridge and handed it to Cheng Jin.

He ate a lot at noon and was too sleepy. After two bites, Cheng Jin put down the bowl, "I'm full."

Bo Shuohan glanced at the half bowl of porridge left, licked the corners of his lips, "Finish the porridge by yourself, I'll feed you."

Cheng Jin really couldn't eat it, but he knew that Bo Shuohan would do what he said, so he had to pick up the porridge again, reluctantly drank two more sips, and said in distress, "I really can't eat it."

Bo Shuohan pursed his lips and remained silent.

Cheng Jin was so sleepy that he stared at him, and when he saw this, he kissed Bo Shuohan flatteringly, "Can you help me eat?"

Bo Shuohan's eyes darkened, "Just for a while?"

Cheng Jin hurriedly kissed again, and finally played a rogue, "You are my boyfriend, you should eat my leftovers."

The word boyfriend once again successfully pleased Bo Shuohan. Seeing the little fox blinking wildly, trying to be cute, he finally chose to compromise, and said softly, "Just this once."

Cheng Jin didn't listen to Bo Shuohan's words at all, and nodded while yawning, "I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Bo Shuohan to reply, he crawled back to the bed as if sleepwalking, and continued to sleep under the quilt.

This sleep lasted until noon the next day. After opening his eyes, he subconsciously glanced to the side.

The seat next to it was empty, but Bo Shuohan was not there.

His whole body seemed to be falling apart, and there was a burning pain from an indescribable place.Cheng Jin sighed, clutching his buttocks, and had no desire to get up at all.

My boyfriend is too messy, what should I do?Waiting online, very urgent.

[Do you need me to help the host post it on the Internet, soliciting opinions from various netizens? 】

Cheng Jin was startled by the sudden voice in his head, and he said with black lines all over his head, "No, I thank you and your family."

The tone of the system sounded regretful, [Does the host really not need it?Solving problems for you is also one of my responsibilities. 】

Cheng Jin wondered, "Why did you suddenly become so enthusiastic and smart? You're like a scammer who pulls people into marketing/sales."

System, [... the host is thinking too much, I just want to do my best to solve the problem for you. 】

Cheng Jin rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to it.

At this moment, the mobile phone placed by the bed vibrated, displaying "Big brother is calling".

The corner of his mouth raised unconsciously, he stretched out his hand and pressed the answer button, but before he could speak, Bo Shuohan's low voice sounded——

"Are you up? I asked the chef to make porridge for you. You can go downstairs to eat by yourself, or let the servant bring it to you."

Cheng Jin was silent, "...why is porridge again?"

Bo Shuohan spoke slightly, "I also asked the chef to make Coca-Cola Chicken Wings."

Cheng Jin's mood turned from cloudy to clear in a second, he rolled on the bed, accidentally pulled his butt, the pain made him grin his teeth.

"Aren't you home?"

Bo Shuohan hummed, "I have something to do with the company." After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel too indifferent, and said, "How do you feel? Are you tired?"

Cheng Jin's face suddenly burned up, thankfully Bo Shuohan couldn't see, he muttered: "You talk a lot." After a pause, he continued: "It's like falling apart, I can't get up my strength at all."

Bo Shuohan seemed to laugh lowly, but Cheng Jin didn't hear it clearly.

"You get up and eat first, and I will send the technician over."

Cheng Jin looked blank, "Technician? Why are you looking for a technician?"

Bo Shuo said coldly, "Massage your body."

Cheng Jin: "...Okay."

It turns out that rich people still have this kind of operation. For the first time, he knew that masseuses can come to serve.

Bo Shuohan didn't say anything.

Cheng Jin waited for a while, and was about to ask him if there was anything else.

On the other end of the phone, the man's deep and magnetic voice continued to sound——

"do you miss me?"