The male protagonist is ill

"The time for hallucinations is short." Qu Nanxi flipped through the documents piled by the doctor on the side of the table casually, "but the emotional loss is serious."

The doctor was silent for a while, and asked cautiously: "That means that psychological treatment is effective... As for losing control of your emotions... Did you not take the medicine I prescribed?"

"The side effects of that medicine are too strong, which will affect my judgment." Qu Nanxi looked at the doctor and tilted her head slightly, "You must have other methods, right?"

"It's normal to have side effects..." the doctor tried to explain.

"But it can't hinder my work." Qu Nanxi interrupted him.

"..." The doctor was silent for a while, and then said, "You can't go on like this. I have suggested a long time ago that your situation is not suitable for continuing your current job... If you continue to accumulate pressure, your condition will worsen."

"I followed your advice to reduce stress appropriately." Qu Nanxi said that he teased Han Dong on time every day. (Huh?)

"Well, do you have a girlfriend?" The doctor lowered his voice, "That, that, a proper and harmonious [beep——] life is also helpful for decompression."

The topic was made a bit obscene by the doctor's overly deliberate tone.

Qu Nanxi thought about it in a blink of an eye, and immediately retorted righteously: "How can you do that kind of thing with such an impure purpose?!"

The doctor was taken aback, and immediately corrected his attitude: "Cough, yes, yes, I just want to offer an opinion..."

Young Master Qu's face was too upright: "But if the other party takes the initiative, then there is no problem."

doctor:"……"

... Can you be more frenzied for asking your sister to take the initiative? !

The doctor, who didn't know the truth, silently bit the handkerchief with envy and hatred.

After discussing the recent situation with the doctor, and doing some checkups, Qu Nanxi met with a familiar psychologist and a brain expert invited by her father from abroad. After explaining the condition a little , It is rare to go home early.

Because he had called to report earlier, as soon as he entered the house, the young man saw a big man in an apron serving dishes from the kitchen.Han Dong was tall, with a calm and honest face, which didn't match the shape of the apron. Qu Nanxi only took one look, and laughed so hard at the entrance that she almost couldn't straighten up.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Master Qu standing in the porch, and Han Dong, who seemed to have not noticed anything wrong with his clothes.The expression on the man's face was tense and calm, but his movements were a little hasty, which didn't match his expression.Han Dong casually put the dishes on the dining table, quickly avoided the white-haired dog that had been drooling around the table since the smell of braised pork ribs came out, and walked up to Qu Nanxi in two or three steps.The big guy came over so fast, like a pet in an online game that is teleported to the side by default because the distance from its owner is too far.

"...Do you want to eat? Just cook something..."

The contrast between Han Dong's expressionless appearance and his performance was too great, and Qu Nanxi couldn't help but laugh again.The young man tilted his head and deliberately waved at Han Dong.The big man leaned over his head for some unknown reason, and then felt his head was gently patted twice.

"So good, so good..."

Qu Nanxi held back a smile and gave Han Mutou two strokes.

The tips of Han Dong's ears turned red sensitively, his face was still indifferent, and there was a little helplessness in his eyes: "...Am I a dog?"

Young Master Qu shook his head solemnly: "Of course not, my Samoyed doesn't have this kind of treatment."

Before Han Dong could react, he hooked his neck and accurately captured the other's lips. His tongue slid unscrupulously into the soft lips, like a king patrolling the territory, where the man's unsuspecting wetness Swimming around domineeringly, and being willful enough not to give anyone any time to react, he made a "boo" sound, and the posture of attacking his lips and tongue was as fast as when he came, without any scruples about the opinions of the other party's lips that were still stunned in a daze.

Han Dong's dull expression with his mouth half open, was like an idiot who didn't know what happened after His Majesty's visit.

As if it wasn't exciting enough, the young man licked his upper lip, and raised a provocative smile at Han Dong who was still sluggish: "Sweet... I guess, you drank the milk in the refrigerator?"

"..."

... This wild psycho is... he... So, cute, ah!

……Help!I can't stop my nosebleed!

Emotionally, he just broke free from the shock of being attacked suddenly, and was excitedly determined to turn against the guest this time. As a result, the happiness went too fast, and the reflex nerves couldn't keep up with Han Xiaodong. Kicking his legs, all kinds of fireworks exploded, causing his IQ to plummet, and he almost forgot the instinct of breathing...

The domineering president is too evil, and there is no time for anyone to respond at all! !

"I'm a little hungry, let me see what dishes are available..."

Qu Nanxi didn't feel how insane she was in the attack just now.With an attitude of "tasting the pre-dinner dessert", the young man took off his suit jacket, washed his hands, walked to the table where the dinner was placed and sat down, looking at the delicious dishes on the table. He praised somewhat contentedly: "It looks pretty good, Han Xiaodong, you are really capable."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of shiitake mushroom and put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, the tip of his tender red tongue unconsciously swept the juice overflowing from the corner of his lips, leaving a lustrous and ambiguous water stain.

puff.

Han Dong was hit by various buffs such as "lover's kiss" and "lover's compliment" one after another, and he had completely lost his combat effectiveness.The big man raised his hand and covered his itchy nose with trembling hands. His mind was bombarded and emptied, only the little angel who was singing "Ode to Joy" with folded arms was left flapping his wings and flying from the depths of his trembling soul. fly away.

Seeing this, the big dog who was circling around him excitedly straightened its hind legs, and put its two front paws on Han Dong's thigh and scratched desperately.When Han Mutou subconsciously squatted down to stop Samoyed from making trouble, he was hit by the slippery tongue of this creature that was as vile as its owner, and licked from chin to nose with a "click"... …

Immediately, the remaining warmth of the beautiful kiss left by Young Master Qu just now was wiped away by the stupid dog's wet touch and stench of saliva.

Han Dong: "...(=mouth=)"

Stupid dog: "...(>V<)"

The big man who feels that he has been taken away by Samoyed, now just wants to cry and faint in the toilet in frustration...

……

Finally, the Samoyed was shut out of the garden.

The white-haired dog drooped its ears, watching silently through the floor-to-ceiling glass at the master who was dining, and the servant who had served him well recently (?), and the fluffy dog ​​fur swayed desolately in the wind. (O_O)

Han Dong sat opposite Qu Nanxi, seeing that the other was eating happily, he blindly added vegetables to the youth bowl, as if he wanted to feed Young Master Qu to make him fat, and he didn't even take a few mouthfuls.

Qu Nanxi was not polite to him either.Today was another day of dealing with various documents, pumping people and so on, and a lot of physical exertion. Although the young man tried his best to maintain his education, in terms of speed, it was overwhelming.

Han Dong has lived with his master since he was a child, and has learned how to take care of himself and others early on.

His master was keen on martial arts. When he was young, he thought about relying on his excellent kung fu to establish a school and become a legend like in martial arts novels.It's a pity that fewer and fewer people dream of martial arts in modern society, and people are gradually beginning to advocate relying on brain power rather than physical strength to break through the world in society.Master Master can't be the modern version of Zhang Sanfeng. In order to make a living, he has no choice but to be a bodyguard and thug for others, and at the same time earn money to participate in large-scale competitions abroad. He only wants to realize his dream after becoming famous.

It's a pity that the money was not enough. The man blocked the knife for his employer and injured his shoulder blade. Since then, his left hand is not very flexible, and the idea of ​​going abroad to make a name for himself has no possibility of practice.

The employer is a real person. He paid Han Dong and his master a large sum of money, and even opened a martial arts gym for him, teaching children some moves to strengthen their bodies.The martial arts gym was opened near the uncle’s house where Han Dong lived. Han Mutou was not good at studying since he was a child. After school, he loved to lie on the wall of the martial arts hall to watch others boxing. After going back and forth, he was discovered to be talented, intelligent, and bone-like. It’s official. I paid homage to the master and learned boxing and kicking kung fu from the old man for more than ten years.

As for the dreams that the master could not realize back then, the apprentice also completed them one by one at a thunderous speed.

Regional Sanda champion, famous kickboxing player, and then world triple crown kickboxing champion.Han Dong won the titles one after another, and when the stage reached the end, he realized that he seemed to have nothing but strength.

Years of high-intensity training has taken up too much of his time, and the wandering life of competing in various countries has left men who do not speak the language even a chance to meet new friends.Han Dong became more and more silent and lonely. When the endless fighting in the arena seemed to no longer bring him the joy of victory, he knew that it was time to leave the arena.

So regardless of Master's objection, he gave up his qualification for promotion in the new competition, and returned to the country with the prize money.

Then by chance, he joined the entertainment industry.

Then reunited with Qu Nanxi very accidentally.

And then, now, dining together as close as real family, secretly delighted by each other's sated expressions.

Between them, it wasn't the kind of "helpless" concern between him and his uncle's family that was linked by blood, and there was no such kind of master's kind of request, desire, expectation, and hope that the whole life will be Regrets are prevaricated on the kind of kindness exchange on his young shoulders.

He and Qu Nanxi were together so warmly and peacefully, without any other purpose, because the fact that the two were close was the purpose in itself.

so pure.

And so warm and clear.

The author has something to say: There are still hundreds of words to be updated tomorrow >w

Samoyed has achieved the achievement of indirect kissing with Master Qu, spreading flowers~(≧▽≦)/~【Hello

Anyway, let's show some love for now.

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