I was pampered after my fake marriage with the president

The damned shrewd capitalist!

These were the last words that Jian Xun thought of before being pushed down.

When Huang Yao called Jian Xun, it was the next morning, but Zuo Fan answered the call.

Zuo Fan's voice was hoarse after excessive indulgence: "What's the matter?"

Huang Yao: "Damn it, I called Xiaoxun's cell phone, why did you answer it?"

Zuo Fan didn't bother to answer him: "It's nothing, I'll hang up."

"Wait a minute, I want to talk to Xiao Xunxun!" Zuo Fan glanced at the tired and paralyzed Jian Xun: "He can't talk."

Huang Yao choked, paused, and shouted: "What do you mean he can't speak?? What did you do to Xiao Xunxun? You old beast!"

Zuo Fan lazily raised his eyelids: "Do what a legal couple should do."

Then hung up.

Huang Yao stared at the hung up phone in a daze: "I'll wipe it, just treat me like this?"

He saw the news that Lin Zejing was raising fresh meat today, and he was so upright that he wanted to talk to Jian Xun, but that old bastard Zuo Fan didn't know what happened to Jian Xun, he was so tired that he couldn't answer the phone?

After much deliberation, he was unwilling to be treated so indifferently, so he picked up the car keys and drove to Zuo Fan's villa.

Jian Xun slept until he woke up naturally.

He vaguely heard the bread meowing in his ear, thought the bread was on the bed, and wanted to touch it, but he stretched out his hand and touched a strong chest.

He woke up instantly.

Beside him is not bread, but Sashige.

While Bread was by the bed, he was forced to watch a movement where Jinjiang did not allow writing.

He belatedly felt a tinge of shame.

In fact, I didn't make it to the end last night.

Zuo Fan said to wait for 1 minute, and there was no delay for a second. He was kissed and fell on the bed. He felt that Zuo Fan was kissing him with all his strength, and he was about to suffocate.

"Zoshige!"

It was his begging for mercy that made Zuo Fan regain his sanity.

He let go of Jian Xun, and stepped back a little distance, that is, this little distance, so that they could see each other clearly.

Jian Xun's eye sockets were full of moisture. He cried out of fright. If he hadn't experienced it himself, he wouldn't know how terrifying Zuo Fan was at that time, as if he wanted to rub him into his body.

Jian Xun once suspected that he was the first person in the world to be kissed and cried.

Zuo Fan hugged him like a treasure, and stroked his back one by one.

"Scared you? Sorry."

"Zuofan...I'm not ready..." Jian Xun complained like a kitten, "I'm really not ready..."

Zuo Fan loves him so much that he doesn't want him to suffer a little bit of grievance. He got him so hard and can't scare him away.

Finally, let him use his hands only.

Thinking of the whole process, Jian Xun poked his head out from under the quilt in embarrassment, and Zuo Fan was standing beside him and looking at him.

"..."

Jian Xun has no experience, how should he make an opening speech in this situation?

Zuo Fan just looked at him like this, and he had to bury his head back in the quilt again.

"Not bored?" Zuo Fan laughed at him.

"Don't look at me." Jian Xun's voice was small.

"No." Zuo Fan patted his head, "The person I love the most is lying on my bed, how can I bear it."

Jian Xun pulled up the quilt again, his palms are still numb, the reason, he dare not recall.

"hungry?"

"Well... a little..."

"Go and wash up." Zuo Fan thoughtfully gave him the pajamas.

Jian Xun stretched out a hand from the quilt, pulled the pajamas into the quilt with a "swish", and then got dressed in the quilt with difficulty before coming out, and ran into the bathroom at once, not daring to look at Zuo Fan the whole time.

When he was brushing his teeth, he looked in the mirror and found that his skin exposed outside his pajamas was full of hickey marks, even to a shocking level, he couldn't help being afraid, how would he live the days after that...

Immediately afterwards, Zuo Fan's voice was heard from outside the translucent frosted door: "Huang Yao called you in the morning, and I answered it for you."

"Huh? What's the matter with him?"

"I don't know, I said it's not convenient for you to answer the phone." Zuo Fan didn't feel a little bit ashamed, "He hung up after scolding me as an old beast."

Jian Xun: "..."

Okay, this time I'm completely ashamed to see people.

He spit out the foam in his mouth, rinsed his mouth, washed his face casually, buttoned the pajamas to the top, and went out. Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, Zuo Fan leaned against the door and waited for him.

"What are you doing?" Jian Xun was nervous for no reason, he hugged the bread to his chest, trying to block Zuo Fan's approach.

Zuo Fan's gaze was so deep that it was hot, he bent down and kissed him on the face: "It's nothing."

Jian Xun felt the soft touch of his lips, and suddenly remembered the experience of the previous night, almost couldn't stand still, grabbed the two furry front paws of the bread, and pressed it against Zuo Fan's chest: "As I said, I haven't get ready……"

Zuo Fan bit his earlobe, and said in a low voice, "Okay, I've been waiting for eight years, how far away is this?"

Jian Xun's ears were smoking, and he ran downstairs with the bread in his arms.

When I went downstairs, I saw Zuo Tian finishing her meal. She glanced at Jian Xun and said, "Xiao Xun Xun, what's different about you today."

"...Is there any?" Jian Xun touched his face and said guiltyly, "Maybe it's because I didn't sleep well last night..."

"No." Zuo Tian approached, carefully observed up, down, left, and right for a while, "It's the smell of being nourished by love."

Jian Xun immersed himself in drinking the milk and did not answer him.

At this time, someone knocked on the door, and Zuo Tian wondered: "Who would come to visit so early?"

She ran to open the door, and when the door opened, she exclaimed in surprise: "Brother Yao!"

Huang Yao walked in with a peaked cap, a mask and sunglasses, "Xiao Xunxun, are you okay? In the morning, Mr. Fan said you didn't have the energy to answer the phone..."

Jian Xun jumped up from the dining chair and stopped Huang Yao's loudspeaker from broadcasting: "You, what do you want?"

Huang Yao came over and hugged Jian Xun's shoulders, and pinched his chin with the other hand to look left and right: "Little Xun Xun, you haven't been bullied by that old beast, have you?"

Jian Xun: "When, of course not..."

When he said this, Zuo Fan was fully dressed and came down the stairs slowly.

Huang Yao yelled at Zuo Fan in dissatisfaction: "Hey old beast, what did you do to us Jian Xun? Uh..."

Jian Xun covered his mouth and dragged him to sit on the sofa: "What's the matter with you looking for me?"

"Oh." Only then did Huang Yao think about the business, hugged Jian Xun, and burrowed into his arms, "Xiao Xunxun, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo~~~~~~~~~~~~ He doesn't want me anymore ~~~"

Jian Xun blinked: "Huh?"

"I thought Boss Lin looked down on me because he is a straight man and he only likes women, but I found out a few days ago that a junior trainee in our company stayed overnight at his house..."

"Did you read it wrong?" Jian Xun said.

"Impossible! They were all photographed by the paparazzi!" Huang Yao took out his mobile phone angrily, and showed Jian Xun the news page.

Jian Xun took a look, it was true, the photo was a boy walking out of Lin Zejing villa in the morning.

"Is he a trainee in your company?"

"Yeah." Huang Yao was dejected, "They just recruited, it is said that they are post-00s, handsome and young..."

Zuo Tian walked over: "This man, I know him, seems to have a lot of background, his family runs a company, and a lot of money has been stuffed to send him to debut."

Huang Yao put the phone next to his face: "Is he handsome?"

Zuo Tian said very firmly, "You are handsome!"

Huang Yao's face fell down: "Then why does Boss Lin look down on me?"

Zuo Tian thought for a while: "This little fresh meat must be too coquettish. Take a look at what clothes he is wearing? Would a serious boy wear this? His shirt is not buttoned."

Zuo Tian pointed at Jian Xun: "We are serious boys, even our pajamas have to be buttoned around our necks."

Jian Xun: "..."

"If you look at his Weibo again, there are selfies all day long, and they are all posing."

"What pose?"

"Here, this one, licking fingers, this one, showing abdominal muscles, and this one, biting the lower lip and smiling evilly."

Jian Xun shook his body with goosebumps: "Why does Boss Lin like this?"

Huang Yao: "Then how can we make a show?"

"You wait, I'll find it for you, Daquan Daquan."

Zuo Tian rummaged through Weibo for a while, and then sent a link to Huang Yao.

Huang Yao saw that the screen was full of tiger and wolf words: "Are you sure Boss Lin won't hit me when I say this?"

Zuo Tian: "You try it."

So, imitating that little fresh meat, Huang Yao bit his lower lip and took a selfie and sent it to Lin Zejing.

After sending it out, Huang Yao hugged Jian Xun's arm tightly and stared nervously at the phone.

About 10 minutes later, WeChat rang.

He opened it to see—

Lin Zejing:? ? ? ?

Huang Yao makes persistent efforts: I miss my brother~

Lin Zejing: ...

Huang Yao: I want to use my legs to measure my brother's waist~

Huang Yao: This year's New Year's Eve is not good, because it's not on my brother's body~

Huang Yao: I'm going to make brother's puffs tonight, and you will fill them with cream~

After a long time, Lin Zejing never came back.

Huang Yao: "Oops, did I play off?"

He hurriedly sent a "joking" in the past, and the result showed that "you are not the other party's friend."

Huang Yao held the phone with a sad face: "He blocked me..."

Zuo Tian was stunned for a second, then laughed wildly, and fell down on the sofa laughing.

Jian Xun patted Huang Yao's shoulder sympathetically.

The next moment, Huang Yao's phone rang, and he glanced at the caller ID - Lin Zejing.

He stuffed the phone into Jian Xun's arms: "I dare not answer it!"

Jian Xun put the phone back into Huang Yao's hand: "When you grow up, you have to learn how to face the wind as an only child."

Huang Yao tremblingly pressed the answer button, Lin Zejing's cold voice came out: "Where are you?"

"...I'm at home..."

The other party seemed to take a breath, calm down some emotions, and then said word by word: "Who did Little Puff learn from?"