After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

After returning home, as soon as Yu Jing entered the entrance hall, Yi Zongyu embraced her again.

This time he reached out and hugged the man's waist, his voice muffled.

"I am fine."

"You can hug me even if you don't mind." Yi Zongyou said, "Do you remember?"

Yu Jingzhi nodded and said obediently, "I'll remember it."

Then, she raised her head while dawdling in Yi Zongyu's arms, looking a little pitiful, "I'm so hungry."

The man chuckled and pecked him on the mouth.

"Would you like some wonton noodles? We have them at home."

"food."

Although they said they were eating, Yu Jing still held Yi Zongyu's waist tightly and looked at him softly.

Yi Zongyu's throat rolled, and he resisted the urge to throw the little robot onto the bed, and reached out to pat him on the waist.

"Be good, I'll go cook."

Yu Jing then let go with a blush, feeling a little embarrassed.

He curled up on the sofa and read messages on his phone. The dormitory group had been complaining about Yu Jing not returning home at night for two consecutive days.

The latest message was sent by Chen Ce.

525 The Most Handsome: Yu Xiaojing, are you still free to come back and accompany me, a lonely person, tonight?

Because it was the weekend, the other two roommates went out to see their girlfriends, leaving him alone in the dormitory.

Yu Jing replied cautiously: I probably won’t go back.

525 The most handsome: Love-brained.

525 The Most Handsome Guy: You guys are just in love!!

Yu Jing couldn't help laughing and glanced towards the kitchen secretly.

Yi Zongyu was wearing pajamas, but it still couldn't hide his good figure, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. He looked like he was shooting a magazine while just standing there cooking noodles.

As Yu Jing looked at her, his earlobes turned red again. He touched the jade pendant around his neck and looked away.

The fresh aroma of wonton noodles filled Yu Jing's nose, and there were also shrimps in it.

Yi Zongyu poured him a glass of blueberry juice and considerately put a straw in it.

Yu Jing had a weird feeling as if he was being served by a young master, but he didn't think much about it and just started eating.

After dinner, Yu Jing showed off a box of brownies and a takeaway milk pudding under the gaze of Yi Zongyu.

How can he eat so much? Yi Zongyu supported himself with his hands and looked at Yu Jing. He slurped down the juice, then touched his belly and said he wanted to take a shower.

"You can't wash after eating." Yi Zongyou gave him an order, "Wait ten minutes."

"Ok."

Yu Jing just sat obediently in the chair without moving, blinking and looking around, but not looking at Yi Zongyu.

There was silence for a few minutes.

"Where did you hang your changed underwear last night?"

Yu Jing paused and his earlobes turned red.

"balcony."

"Well, take a shower."

Yi Zongyu seemed to have no specific purpose in asking this question. If there was any, it must be to see Yu Jing being shy.

After washing, Yu Jing lay on the bed with the tablet and capacitive pen and started drawing the draft.

He painted seriously, with his two white and smooth calves raised and crossed, shaking his feet.

The nightgown hung loosely, revealing a hint of collarbone and skin with a faint pink hue.

This was the scene that Yi Zongyu saw when he came out of the shower. He leaned against the door and stared at Yu Jing's dangling calves for a while.

Then he raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door frame twice.

Yu Jing looked up at him with a bit of confusion, and said in a soft voice:

"Are you done washing? So fast."

"Yeah." Yi Zongyu turned off the lights on the wall and only turned on a small light, which was dim and ambiguous.

Yu Jing was stunned for a moment, put away the tablet, and sat on the bed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yi Zongyu took off his pajamas and threw them on a chair beside him, exposing his strong chest to the air.

The light in the room was dim. Yu Jing glanced at his beautiful abdominal muscles, his eyes involuntarily moved downward, and then he quickly turned away.

This person has an exhibitionist fetish.

Ahhh, this is crazy, why don’t you wear something under your robe? !

Yi Zongyu lifted the quilt and lay down in it. Yu Jing was still sitting on the bed with his back to him in a daze, like a robot with the batteries removed.

"come over."

Yu Jing groped his way to his side, his brows lowered. The room was dim, but Yi Zongyu knew that he must be blushing.

He grabbed Yu Jing's arm and pulled him into the quilt, hugging him, with his lips against Yu Jing's nose.

"What are you shy about?"

“No…” Yu Jing felt like he was lying in the arms of a big stove, “I’m not shy.”

Yi Zongyu's lips brushed across his eyebrows, rubbed the corner of his mouth, then stuck to it, pried it open and sucked.

The heat around him seemed to be slowly expanding, and the man's palms were hot as he held his waist.

His lips were soft and warm, and very comfortable to kiss. Yu Jing blushed and responded to his kiss shyly and awkwardly.

Yi Zongyu's calm and cool aura was very close to him, always making him addicted to it. It also smelled a little sweet, like the scent of shower gel.

When Yu Jing came to his senses, Yi Zongyu had already started planting strawberries on his neck, which felt both numb and itchy.

He couldn't help but dodge back, but was dragged back closer.

"May I?"

Yi Zongyu's breath sprayed between his collarbones, his voice low.

Yu Jing bit his lips until they turned red. He didn't know what to say and his eyes looked aggrieved and pitiful.

Without waiting for a response, Yi Zongyu moved closer and kissed the corner of his mouth, breathing heavily, his voice gentle and seductive.

"Is that possible?"

Yu Jing nodded unconsciously, and in the darkness, Yi Zongyu kissed his lips again.

She tasted it with great emotion, as if she was going to drown him.

...

Yu Jing felt dizzy and his cheeks were flushed. He was carried to the bathroom by Yi Zongyu.

He was completely unable to exert any strength and just let the other person put him into the bathtub to soak.

"Is there any pain or discomfort?" Yi Zongyou cleaned him gently, "Tell me."

Yu Jing shook his head dazedly and just wanted to sleep.

After washing, he was put back into bed. Yi Zongyu held him in his arms, kissed his forehead and nose, and finally couldn't help but pecked Yu Jingrun's lips.

"Be good, go to sleep."

The next day, Yu Jing slept soundly until noon. It was a rare sunny day, and the sunlight shone through the window onto the floor, making it warm.

It hurts, my whole body hurts. Yu Jing moved his legs, but they were too weak to lift them.

"woke up."

Yi Zongyu was sitting at the table looking at him, his laptop still on, apparently working on something.

Yu Jing closed his eyes, not wanting to see this beast.

"Angry again." Yi Zongyou walked over and supported himself on the bed, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"I..." Yu Jing opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse.

He was really about to collapse as he had to go to the studio in the afternoon.

Yi Zongyou poured a cup of warm water and helped him up, "Drink it."

After drinking it, his throat felt a little better, and he complained to Yi Zongyu in a low voice.

“Are you plowing?”

Yi Zongyou couldn't help laughing, "I'm sorry, I'll pay more attention next time."

Next time? Yu Jing looked at him cautiously, as if he were looking at an alien.