Quick Wear: The Crazy Host is the Paranoid's Treasure

Ever since that one kiss, Song Bojian became uncontrollable and completely turned into a kiss addict.

Kiss when you sit quietly, kiss before going to bed, kiss after washing up...

A week later, Ji Bai couldn't bear it anymore, so he grabbed his pillow and threw it out of the bedroom door, hitting Song Bojian who was outside the door.

Song Bojian subconsciously hugged his pillow and looked at him with pitiful eyes.

Ji Bai's lips were slightly swollen, and he looked away indifferently, preparing to close the door.

Song Bojian blocked the door and looked at him pitifully with his eyes downcast: "Baby, I won't kiss you today."

Ji Bai pulled the corner of his mouth, his expression unchanged and said: "You said the same thing yesterday."

Song Bojian paused, then realized that he was in the wrong, pursed his lips, and spoke again: "Then I won't kiss you tomorrow either."

Ji Bai: “One year.”

Song Bojian's eyes widened and he immediately shook his head: "No!"

Ji Bai closed the door.

Song Bojian quickly said, "One week."

Ji Bai still wants to close the door.

Song Bojian closed his eyes, then gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "One month."

Ji Bai stopped, did not close the door again, and turned to walk into the bedroom.

Song Bojian hugged her pillow and followed him with both joy and sorrow.

After getting on the bed, Song Bojian hugged his waist from behind and held him in his arms. After a while, he whispered, "Baby, I'll just touch your mouth with my mouth, don't kiss hard."

Ji Bai: ......

He turned around, and Song Bojian saw him facing him. His eyes lit up for a moment, thinking that he agreed with what he said. He was about to bend down and kiss him, but suddenly he felt a push on his abdomen, and he fell off the bed without paying attention.

Song Bojian was stunned for a moment after being kicked off the bed. Then he looked up at Li An, who was facing him with the back of his head on the bed again. He pursed his lips and climbed back onto the bed nimbly, not daring to do it again.

Two days later, Song Bojian looked at Li An, who was curled up on the soft sofa reading a book. His eyes fell on his red lips, and he felt countless regrets in his heart.

If I had restrained myself a little, my baby wouldn't have forbidden me from kissing him for a month. If I had slept outside that night, he would have hugged the sweet and soft baby and kissed him. If...

Afraid that he would lose control and pounce on her, he stood up abruptly, said, "I'm going to the study," and left the spot.

Ji Bai inexplicably raised his eyelids to glance at him, then quickly looked away.

In the study room.

Song Bojian sat busy in front of the computer, numbing herself with work and making herself forget the urge to kiss him.

Two hours later, the thought not only did not subside, but became even stronger.

He leaned back, tilted his head back, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

The next moment, there was a knock on the study door. He sat up straight and looked outside.

Ji Bai opened the door, then walked towards the bookshelf beside him, put the book he had just finished reading back, and prepared to find a new one.

[This is a good book! Boss, read this one!!]

Ji Bai glanced at the place where 818 pointed, and paused slightly after seeing the title of the book.

"The Hot Wife, the President is Trapped in a Fire"

818 pointed to another book: [This one is also good! ]

Ji Bai tilted his head to look.

"The Expensive Wife, Mr. Li Flirts with Her Day and Night"

he:........

Why are there these books in Song Bojian’s study?

【And more!! And this...】

.......

818 was squatting in the corner of the study room with two big bags on his head.

Ji Bai didn't look at him and picked up a book casually, but accidentally dropped a pamphlet. He bent down to pick it up, but was grabbed by a pair of hands.

He looked up at Song Bojian who was standing in front of him, then his gaze dropped to the booklet in his hand.

Song Bojian put his hands behind his back guiltily and put the booklet behind his back. He caught a glimpse of the name of the bookshelf and explained after a moment of silence, "Baby, the books here are put here by Dad. I... I am not a person without substance."

the other side.

Lin Ting walked into Song Jingfeng's study and looked through it from top to bottom, but still didn't find the book he wanted to read.

She walked up to Song Jingfeng and asked in surprise, "Xiao Tiantian, where is my domineering novel? I haven't finished reading the book "The Expensive Wife, Mr. Li's Flirting Day and Night" yet."

Song Jingfeng's sullen expression cracked a little, and then he said calmly: "Some time ago, I saw Song Bojian accidentally wet the books when he was wiping them, and then he threw them away."

My wife has recently become obsessed with novels about overbearing CEOs. Sometimes she asks me to read the embarrassing words in the novels to her. I did so, but she just said, "I don't think I'm as handsome as them."

He endured the throbbing in his temples, and then when he was cleaning the next day, he 'accidentally' wet the books. In the end, there were still a few books that were not wet, so he sent everyone to Song Bojian's house.

I also gave him a booklet as compensation for taking the blame for me.

.....

Ji Bai looked at Song Bojian, was silent for a moment, then turned and left the study without saying anything.

After the study door was closed, Song Bojian breathed a sigh of relief, took the book behind him and put it in front of himself. After opening the book, his cheeks turned red instantly.

The next second he threw the booklet aside, his heart beating faster.

After a long time, when his heart calmed down, his eyes slowly fell on the booklet again. His hands, hanging by his legs, were slightly curled up, as if he was struggling with something.

A minute later, he bent down and picked up the booklet again, glanced out the door with a guilty look, and then walked back to his desk...

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night.

Song Bojian's slender, bony fingers shuttled through the soft hair of the person under his hands. The sound of the hair dryer was not loud, but at this moment he was unusually silent as usual.

He stood behind him, and if he lowered his eyes slightly, he could see his fair and delicate collarbone, and even his blushing cheeks through the V-neck bathrobe.

Song Bojian paused and forced himself to look away, but three seconds later his eyes unconsciously fell there again.

For a moment, he felt a little thirsty, pursed his lips, and swallowed his saliva to relieve his dry throat.

After the hair of the person in his palm was dried, he put down the hair dryer and walked out of the bedroom, wanting to go to the living room to get some water to drink.

Ji Bai looked at Song Bojian, who had been acting strangely all day, and tilted his head slightly.

He had only seen Chu Xuan go crazy when he didn't get relief, but he had never seen Chu Xuan become weird without a kiss.

But he believed that Henry Chu definitely did not become like this because he did not get a kiss.

818, who had seen everything, appeared in front of him without anyone noticing: [Boss, I stayed in the study for an entire afternoon. Guess what I saw? ]

Ji Bai: [He is reading pornographic novels.]

818 stared at him with eyes wide open, looking at him in surprise: [How did you know? You also peeked at him in the study room! ! ? ]

Ji Bai: ......