I don't think the plot is right!

Fang Jiashu woke up the next day and found that Song Yuan was sleeping on the bed.

When did you climb up?Fang Jiashu stretched out his hand and wanted to push him back to the ground, but Song Yuan pulled him back into his arms before he could use his strength, and found that Song Yuan was still sleeping deeply, so he stopped making unnecessary struggles.

He even thinks that Song Yuan who is sleeping is cuter, at least he can hug him tightly.

Thinking of this, Fang Jiashu was a little happy.

Feeling a slight tremor in his arms, Song Yuan immediately knew that he was giggling...

Pretending to be still awake, she hugged Fang Jiashu even tighter.

Baxi's cry came suddenly.

Song Yuan rolled his eyes inwardly, why did he have to mess with the little tree every time he could hug him.

But Fang Jiashu knew that Baxi was hungry as soon as he heard it, so he quickly pulled out to look for cat food.

Song Yuan had no choice but to act like he had just woken up, and followed him to the kitchen.

Seeing Fang Jiashu seriously mixing canned cat food, Song Yuan deliberately turned his head to approach his face.

Fang Jiashu really didn't hide, and the speed of mixing cat food was obviously much faster because of nervousness.

Song Yuan held back his smile and moved closer and closer, but retreated when he was about to kiss his cheek.

Only then did Fang Jiashu relax, and his shoulders no longer shrugged.

Song Yuan took this opportunity to pinch his cheek to make him turn his head, and kissed him before he could react.

Pushing softly with both hands, Song Yuan followed his chin and kissed all the way to the ears, neck, and chest...

Fang Jiashu, with his clothes loose, had no strength to resist, so he could only say softly: "Don't... don't..."

Song Yuan laughed: "Is this what you said would" reject" me?"

Fang Jiashu instantly understood what he meant, his face turned red, and he wanted to push him away even more anxiously.

But how could Song Yuan let go, and directly wrapped his arms around his waist tightly and said: "Want to run? I haven't" said "enough..."

In Song Yuan's eyes, this level of struggle was more like flirting. He couldn't bear to slide his hand to Fang Jiashu's back and caress up and down. This familiar touch almost drove him crazy.

And Fang Jiashu gradually stopped resisting and responded to Song Yuan involuntarily.

But the phone rang inappropriately.

Song Yuan was sure that he was turned off, so he didn't want to ignore it, but Fang Jiashu hurried to answer the phone.

Seeing Fang Jiashu quickly regaining his calm tone, Song Yuan had no choice but to continue preparing breakfast for Baxi.

Baxi: Although I don’t know what you two were doing just now, I think you don’t love me anymore =-=

Fang Jiashu hung up the phone with a very happy expression: "I have received an interview notice again!"

Song Yuan: "We... didn't we just arrive yesterday?"

"That's right~ I started submitting resumes to companies in this city a few days ago~" Fang Jiashu still looked a little smug.

... Song Yuan didn't answer, just walked over and hugged him, wanting to continue what he hadn't "did" just now.

But Fang Jiashu pushed him away and said, "It's early in the morning, don't interfere with my job search."

After talking, go to the bedroom and start looking for suitable clothes.

Song Yuan stood helplessly at the same spot, but he couldn't ask the question "Is work more important or me?"

Because Fang Jiashu obviously cares more about the former...

Until Fang Jiashu was sent to the interview place, he ignored Song Yuan's sad eyes.

Seeing Fang Jiashu happily running into the office building, Song Yuan suddenly felt that he was superfluous...

Anyway, since I have nothing to do now, it seems that I should take care of my own business. Thinking of this, Song Yuan turned around and drove directly to his company without notifying anyone.

The sudden appearance of Song Yuan really frightened everyone, every office was filled with the sound of ordering desks and chairs and packing snack bags.

In the past, according to Song Yuan's temperament, everything was required to be tidy, especially eating in the office.

But Song Yuan only noticed one thing from the first step of stepping into the company - there were a lot of newcomers.

And they are all young and beautiful girls.

I don't know what the recruitment criteria for the company's top executives have become, is it just good looks?That should be the first to call his little tree... Thinking of Fang Jiashu and Song Yuan, his frowning immediately turned into a foolish smile.

It was only after several department managers came in to hand over the work that Song Yuan came back to his senses. After carefully inquiring about the profit and loss situation, he was a little relieved. It seemed that the new employees were not just vases.

But Song Yuan was still stunned when the new assistant came in. It wasn't because he was surprised that it wasn't Song Xichen, but... this assistant is indeed a rare beauty, not to mention her tall figure and pretty face. That chest... really is too big...

When the assistant walked out of the office, he proudly rolled up his collar. Just now, he heard a group of young girls in the company talking about how tall and handsome the boss is. At first glance, he was not an ordinary person. In the end, he was attracted by his own breasts.

But she didn't expect that Song Yuan just felt tired for her, it looked...really heavy...

Song Yuan received a call from Fang Jiashu before he had time to sort things out.

"Hello..." Hearing this feeble voice, he knew that he had failed the interview again...

Even when Song Yuan took him to his favorite restaurant at noon, he looked listless.

"I'm really sad... I thought it would be much easier to find a job when I came back..." Fang Jiashu couldn't eat anything with his mouth flattened.

Song Yuan was also quite uncomfortable, for someone as cute as his Xiaoshu, no one would rush to get it... Yes, if he himself would definitely snatch it: "Xiaoshu, come to work with me!"

Fang Jiashu raised his head hesitantly, and said after a while: "I... don't understand the operation mode of your industry at all, and I'm not good at administration, personnel, front desk, etc... Backstage or financial legal affairs are too much a test of professional skills..."

Although Song Yuan smiled on his face, what he thought in his heart was: So how could you find a job! ! !

But after thinking about it carefully, there are already so many newcomers in my company, it seems that the employees are already saturated... However, I just wanted Xiaoshu to accompany me, so I said directly: "I will arrange a free job for you, come It’s fine to sit around and mix time.”

"That's too embarrassing..." Although Fang Jiashu said that, he really wanted to ask if he was a secretary or what?

Song Yuan didn't let him guess too much, and said it directly: "It's okay, I just work as a cleaner."

Fang Jiashu's smile froze, and it was difficult to say that he didn't want to do it. After all, occupations are equal...

Song Yuan was very satisfied with his default performance, and took him directly to the company to apply for a job in the afternoon.

Colleagues in the personnel department are very curious, how can someone skip the interview and go straight to the job?

Song Yuan saw her doubts, and said in front of the whole office: "This man came in through the back door, you all take good care of him, hear?"

Because the boss spoke in person, even if someone came through the back door to be a cleaner, no one in the audience laughed out loud.

Only Fang Jiashu, he felt that his face was completely lost on this day.

Fang Jiashu understood Song Yuan's intentions when he received the cleaner's overalls.

The buttons of this light blue uniform can be undone as soon as they are pulled, and Song Yuan confessed that he is not allowed to wear any clothes inside...

Walking uncomfortably to the general manager's office...

Song Yuan kept staring at him when he came in. This set of overalls actually had half-sleeves, but when he thought that his little tree was not wearing anything inside... Song Yuan felt itchy.

"Where are the broom and mop...?" Fang Jiashu asked standing at the door with his clothes twisted.

"Close the door first, come and talk." Song Yuan enjoyed their current superior-subordinate relationship very much.

Fang Jiashu had no choice but to close the door and walk over.