I'm confronting the scum with the tsundere boss

"Don't think about it," Lin Ci looked at Song Yan's triumphant expression, he raised his hand and waved his fist at Song Yan, his bones creaked, and he warned: "Sleep here, you can, You go to sleep on the sofa."

Song Yan took a deep breath, his eyes flashed across the sofa, and he said aggrievedly: "Stop making trouble, I can't sleep on the sofa."

Lin Ci followed Song Yan's gaze, and he was sure that Song Yan couldn't sleep on the sofa, let alone a two-seater sofa, even a three-seater sofa, Song Yan probably couldn't sleep on it.

Lin Ci regretted it very much, he shouldn't have let Song Yan into the room.

"That's your business, figure out a way for yourself." Lin Ci snorted coldly, he sat down at the table expressionlessly and turned on his laptop, ignoring Song Yan.

"What are you busy with?" Song Yan didn't care about Lin Ci's attitude, he cheekily approached Lin Ci, and looked at the laptop curiously.

Every time he came over, he found that Lin Ci was dealing with business. Is the other party busy?

"What's none of your business?" Lin Ci reached out and closed the screen with a "bang". He glared at Song Yan, and said angrily, "Go away."

Song Yan was silent.

Why did he think Lin Ci had a good temper before?

It's obviously not good, but he still likes it.

Song Yan sat down on the sofa in despair, took out his mobile phone and sent Wang Yi a message.

He had to ask Wang Yi to bring the change of clothes to Lin Ci's room.

After sending the message, Song Yan stared at Lin Ci with his elbows propped up.

Song Yan frowned, why did he think Lin Ci was Zhou He's stand-in before?

The two are obviously very different, with different facial features and temperament.

"What are you looking at?" Song Yan's eyes were so scorching, Lin Ci couldn't pretend not to see, he frowned and looked at Song Yan: "If you look around again, I'll goug your eyes out."

Song Yan shook his shoulders and laughed.

Lin Ci has never been anyone's substitute, he is himself.

Lin Ci is like a white cat with its hair blown out right now, obviously flustered to death, but still pretending to be very fierce.

Song Yan pursed his lips, his heart softened, but hardened somewhere.

His desire/desire for Lin Ci has always been very strong, and he has never suppressed it. Even when he joined the film crew, Lin Ci often visited the set. He said that it was because he missed Lin Ci like crazy.

Song Yan raised his head slightly, but right now, he dared not do anything.

Song Yan looked at Lin Ci whose back was straight even when he was sitting, the slender waist that could be held with one hand, and the slender neck. He licked his lips and couldn't help recalling the good taste of Lin Ci.

Song Yan couldn't sit still anymore, his whole body felt hot.

For a moment, he was distracted.

"Ding dong."

Doorbell rang.

Lin Ci had no intention of getting up, he turned his head sideways, looked at Song Yan with raised eyebrows, and said lightly, "Looking for you?"

It was not convenient for Song Yan to get up now, so he simply raised his legs to cover someone, stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose, and coughed softly as if to cover up: "Go and open the door?"

"Go and open the door," Lin Ci didn't bother to tell Song Yanduo, he turned his eyes back to the laptop, and ordered coldly: "It should be Wang Yi who brought you something."

What Song Yan was thinking, Lin Ci knew without brain cells.

Song Yan swallowed his saliva, he looked down at the part that was quite alive, he raised his eyebrows, and laughed lowly: "You really want me to open the door?"

"I'll bring you something," Lin Ci typed on the keyboard with his slender fingers, without raising his head: "Why should I open the door?"

"Okay," Song Yan said hoarsely, "I'll go and open the door."

After Song Yan finished speaking, he stood up. Lin Ci felt that Song Yan's voice was not right. He glanced back casually, and was shocked for a moment. He looked away, and his face flushed with blush.

Song Yan was wearing western trousers, and when he stood up, he could see his reaction at a glance.

Song Yan smiled when he saw Lin Ci's reaction.

Sure enough, as long as he is thick-skinned, embarrassment will not be able to catch up with him, and if he is thicker-skinned, it will be someone else who is embarrassing.

"Go and sit down." Lin Ci stood up, blushing and yelled at Song Yan: "I'll get it for you."

Song Yan was full of joy, his eyes carefully scanned Lin Ci's slightly flushed face, he really wanted to rub her into his arms.

Lin Ci was not afraid of Song Yan's desire to eat people's eyes, he walked to the door of the room and opened the door with his hand.

"You don't open the door again," Wang Yiban leaned against the door frame, he said seriously: "I thought something happened to you, or what are you doing?"

"Brother Wang," Lin Ci's face suddenly became hot, and he reached out to take Song Yan's clothes: "Would you like to come in and sit down?"

"No need." Wang Yi looked into the room with his head, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Forget it, I won't disturb you, go to bed early."

Lin Ci squeezed the corner of Song Yan's clothes tightly, and he explained: "There is nothing to disturb, Brother Wang..."

"I understand, I understand," Wang Yi waved his hands and smiled meaningfully: "I understand everything, I'm going to rest."

Understand shit!

Lin Ci wanted to swear!

He closed the door, strode up to Song Yan, threw the clothes on Song Yan, his eyes widened in anger: "Be more honest."

Song Yan grabbed the clothes thrown in his arms, put them aside, raised his head slightly, and looked at Lin Ci's face like peach blossoms, his throat was so thirsty, he swallowed: "I... also Want to be honest....but..."

"But what but?" Lin Ci reached out and slapped Song Yan hard on the head, and said viciously, "Believe it or not, I will kick you out?"

Lin Ci had never treated Song Yan like this before, this hit made Song Yan stunned, and he suddenly looked up at Lin Ci.

In the past, Lin Ci's gentleness and carelessness were not as real as the present one. This is the real Lin Ci.

The most real emotions.

Song Yan's heart was warm, and he looked at Lin Ci without turning his eyes.

"Does it hurt that much?" Lin Ci looked at Song Yan, who was a little silly, and stared at his hand, a little surprised at his actions just now, which were too intimate.

"It doesn't hurt," Song Yan moved his head closer to Lin Ci's, and he couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth: "Do you want to do it again?"

"Treat your illness as soon as possible!" Lin Ci frowned, looked at Song Yan for a while, and then choked out this sentence.

Song Yan stretched out his arms to wrap around Lin Ci's waist, and sure enough, the hand felt so good. He put his head close to Lin Ci's arms, and laughed in a low voice.

"Song," Lin Ci struggled. He grabbed Song Yan's hair and pulled it out forcefully: "Let me go."

The pain from the scalp was negligible, but it was the coolness from Lin Ci's fingers that made Song Yan snort comfortably. When he didn't touch Lin Ci, Song Yan felt that he could bear it.

Once he touches Lin Ci, the sky full of desire/desire is like an unleashed beast.

Song Yan stood up, held Lin Ci in his arms, and pressed it against Lin Ci's ear, with a slightly warm breath: "Hey, let me kiss, just one, I miss you so much."

Song Yan's voice was low and hoarse, full of temptation.

Lin Ci tensed his body, turned his head to the side, his eyes were reddish, his breath was unsteady: "Get out of here."

"I'm not going away, I'm not going away," Song Yan pinched Lin Ci's neck with one hand, while biting the other's earlobe with his teeth, he murmured: "You are here, where do you want me to go?"

Both of them have memories in their bodies. After more than four years of in-depth communication, Lin Ci is not unresponsive to Song Yan, which makes him angry: "Song Yan, are you still shameless?"

"What do you want face for?" Song Yan passionately kissed Lin Ci behind the ear, and he snorted, "You are enough."

Song Yan's heart was so happy that it was about to explode. The tight body of the two made him realize Lin Ci's reaction. The most beautiful thing in the world is nothing more than the person who makes you fall in love with you. .

"Song Yan," Lin Ci's whole body was stiff, he tried to calm his breath, stretched out his hand and began to push Song Yan's shoulder: "If you mess with me again, believe it or not, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life?"

Song Yan paused, and buried his head on Lin Ci's shoulder. It was Lin Ci who he bullied, but it seemed that he was the one who was injured: "Don't hate me, I like you."

Lin Ci's hand that pushed Song Yan's shoulder with all his strength paused, and he put his hand on Song Yan's shoulder, as if to cater to, but also as if to refuse.

"Then don't do things that make me hate you." Lin Ci said in a hoarse voice: "We can still be friends."

"No, we can't be friends," Song Yan panted slightly, he didn't let go of Lin Ci: "I did something wrong, you can punish me, but don't want me."

"Song Yan," Lin Ci never quite understood Song Yan's brain circuit, he sighed deeply: "You have some misunderstandings about our relationship."

"There is no misunderstanding." Song Yan's eyes darkened, and his body rubbed against Lin Ci vigorously. He said hoarsely: "At least, your body is very honest, and you like me."

"Song Yan," Lin Ci's eyes turned red with anger, "Don't go too far..."

Lin Ci hadn't said the last word '了' yet, so Song Yan bowed his head and blocked it with his lips.

This kiss carried the strength in Song Yan's bones. He didn't allow Lin Ci to back down. Lin Ci's mind was blasted with white light, and he unconsciously reached out and grabbed Song Yan's shoulders and clothes.

Song Yan seized the opportunity, opened Lin Ci's teeth with his lips/tongue, and the forceful kiss gradually turned into a tender one. He gently and meticulously swept every part of Lin Ci's mouth, savoring it carefully. Lin Ci is beautiful.

Lips and teeth intertwined, and the sound of water made a sound.

Lin Ci's legs were weak from being kissed, he grabbed Song Yan's shoulders, slowly closed his eyes, and kissed back unconsciously.

Song Yan hugged Lin Ci tightly, he saw Lin Ci closed his eyes, his wet eyelashes trembling slightly, and the other party kissed him back unskillfully.

His heart was about to jump out of his heart.

This is the first time.

Lin Ci didn't open his eyes and tried hard to look at his face.

Also the first time.

Lin Ci was not passively kissed by him, but responded.

Song Yan had a fierce expression on his face, but his lips were extremely gentle. He closed his eyes and felt his first kiss with Lin Ci with his heart. '

Everything was so beautiful, Song Yan's heart was beating heavily.

Until he realized that Lin Ci was almost out of breath, he reluctantly ended the kiss.

"You bastard." Lin Ci's lips were slightly swollen, and his eyes glistened. He pushed Song Yan away forcefully, panting, "You're a big bastard!"

"Yes, I'm a bastard, a big bastard!" Song Yan said in a low voice, with a deadpan face: "Don't be angry, it's all my fault."

Lin Ci wiped his mouth vigorously, and glared angrily at Song Yan in front of him.

This...

This he/mother is a fake Song Yan!

Lin Ci turned and left.

"Where are you going?" Song Yan quickly reached out and grabbed Lin Ci. He lowered his head and said pitifully, "Don't go."

"Let me go," Lin Ci gritted his teeth, he shook off Song Yan's hand: "I'm going to take a shower."

Lin Ci strode into the bathroom and slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

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