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Li Yang had just stepped into the bathroom when Chen saw it and slipped away.

It's not that Li Yang is a bad person, it's that Chen Jian is not interested in him.All he thinks about is Fu Sheng, how can he pretend to be someone else?

What is Fu Sheng doing? Did he get home or eat? Are you waiting for him?

At the end of the day, a lot of things happened, and when Chen Jian finally reached the door, he had already forgotten all about the day's events.Therefore, he was somewhat confused whether Fu Sheng was angry with him or he was angry with Fu Sheng.

Should he coax Fu Sheng, or Fu Sheng should coax him.

He still remembered who that was, and he couldn't remember the name, anyway, it was Fu Sheng's boss in the company, and he was playing Fu Sheng's ideas both openly and secretly.This he cannot tolerate.

When he opened the door and entered, a song that Chen Jian had never heard was playing in the living room. Mr. Fu was lazily lying on the sofa, with his head tilted and his eyes tightly closed.

Chen Jian couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, do you think he did it on purpose?It was obvious that he was trying to seduce Lao Tzu. He undressed in front of people before, but now his ass is in front of his eyes. How can he turn a blind eye?

Chen Jian was thinking about this, and suddenly felt a wind under his feet, and his whole body was pressed on Fu Sheng's body, causing the other party to roar softly.

Seeing that Fu Sheng was about to struggle, Chen Jian quickly clasped his wrists and threatened, "If you still want to escape, where can you escape? Don't you know that this gesture is inviting me?"

Fu Sheng twisted his waist, but didn't say anything.

"Say, do you want me?" Chen Jian moved his face in front of him, and when he was about to kiss him, the other party quickly turned his head away.

Chen Jian had no choice but to get close to his neck again, nibbled on it lightly, and did not forget to move down with one hand to remove the obstructing cloth.

Fu Sheng refrained from making a sound. He has always been like this, and Chen Jian is also used to it. He occasionally hums when he is asked to call out.

At this moment, Chen Jian felt a little drunk, straightened his waist, and asked excitedly, "Do you want it?"

He thought that the other party would not respond, but Fu Sheng responded in a low voice: "Yes, yes."

Chen Jian was greatly encouraged by this unexpected response. It turned out that it was the first time he did this while drunk.If you don't fuck him to the fullest, you will feel sorry for yourself.

"Wife..." Chen Jian took a deep breath and asked, "What kind of divine comedy is this? It's so fucking good."

Chen saw that this was true, as long as Fu Sheng was by his side, he felt that the songs he played were especially beautiful.

"It is "13 Jours En France" by the French composer Francis Lai."

"My wife, do you still understand French? It's really hidden..."

Even if they were together for a while, Chen Jian would always get to know Fu Sheng better.He knew that Fu Sheng didn't like to talk, so he never asked unnecessary questions, and he wouldn't respond to them anyway.

The two lingered until late at night, and Chen Jian had a very bizarre dream. He dreamed that the boss wanted to take him back.

Some people firmly believe that dreams can predict the future. When Chen Jian wakes up in the morning, he feels somewhat uneasy.

When he went to the company, the door of the back room hadn't been opened yet, and someone locked him from behind at the neck.

"Boss!" Chen Jian was so scared that he blurted out.

After hearing this, the man not only did not let go, but instead tightened his grip: "What boss, I am your ancestor!"

Chen Jian turned his head and grinned helplessly: "Yang, Brother Yang..."

"Oh, brother Yang, you dare to play tricks, I think you are impatient."