100 ways to be a scumbag boss

Jinhuan woke up at noon the next day.

Very dizzy.

Yan Junwu came over with porridge and saw her leaning on the bed in a daze. He quickly took a few steps forward and gently touched her forehead.

"Finally it's not so cold anymore, Huan'er, you scared me to death." He frowned, put the porridge on the table, and gently hugged her.

When Yan Junwu found her cold in his arms early in the morning, his heartbeat slowed down.

"I'm fine." She curved her lips and smiled, rubbing her arms tenderly into his arms, sucking in energy. She was overdrafted last night, and everything she sucked in with him was lost in the sea. After holding it for so long, she was still weak. Very.

"Here, drink some hot porridge to warm your stomach." He fed her bite by bite.

Jin Huan didn't feel hungry, and she didn't want to drink tasteless porridge, but seeing how worried he was, she forced herself to drink half a bowl.

"Don't drink anymore."

"Okay, if you're hungry later, I'll cook it for you."

Only then did she look at him seriously: "Did you ask the hotel to borrow a kitchen?"

"Yes." He smiled and touched the little girl's head.

"I'm going to wash up. Brother, please take the things out. I feel uncomfortable putting them on the bedside."

"it is good."

She has no strength at all now and will be weak for at least several days.

I can't even use the purification technique, alas.

She felt a little drowsy while standing under her hair in the shower.

The bath mirror was slowly covered by the rising water vapor, making it difficult to see clearly.

Yan Yufei sat cross-legged alone in the corridor. Occasionally, one or two guests would look at him strangely when they passed by him.

After noticing Jin Huan's weak breath, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

......

When Yan Junwu came in, the sound of gurgling water was coming from the bathroom.

He felt a little uncomfortable staring at it.

The bathroom door opened, and light mist peeked out.

He never expected that his little girlfriend would come out wrapped in a bath towel.

The towel was not big enough and just covered her little buttocks.

Yan Junwu was a man. Seeing this scene, his throat tightened subconsciously, but because the two of them had not been together for a while, he sat where he was and did not move.

Jin Huan sat down in his arms, her hair was half dry, her eyes were wet, her thin little arms hooked around his neck and touched his neck gently.

Yan Junwu took a deep breath, hugged her waist tightly, and said with obscure eyes, "Huan'er."

"Brother, can you kiss me?" She raised her head, her face flushed, and her delicate heart felt weak.

Ok, Ok! Brother, I can give you my life!

He held her chin with one hand and kissed her forcefully.

The palms were pressed against the bath towel, and the scorching temperature made people panic.

With a slight pressure on the palm of the hand, the bath towel began to loosen.

"Brother, don't do this." Her little hand pressed on his disobedient little green book.

"Huan'er let go."

He warned her in a hoarse voice: "Otherwise I'll do something bad to you!"

"What bad thing is my brother going to do to me?"

Yan Junwu's breathing was ragged: "Want to know?"

"Want to know."

"so."

"do not."

She let out a soft cry.

"This is what Huan'er did for brother... Do you like brother?" He put his finger in front of Jin Huan's eyes.

The little girl blushed and buried herself in his arms without saying a word.

He knew that the child was shy, so he gently kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, and then her lips.

"Brother." Her eyes were filled with tears.

He felt a little distressed, lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth: "Don't be afraid, don't be like that, be good."

But his behavior was different from what he said.

"do not."