The carriage was spacious, the seats were comfortable, and the driver drove smoothly, but Ruan Cunyun had a headache, his face was hot, and his nerves were throbbing.
He didn't expect that Western liquor would have such a strong aftereffect, and his collar was too tight, making his neck suffocate.
Ruan Cunyun lowered his head, his bangs covering most of his face, and raised his hand to unbutton two buttons.
"Does your coccyx still hurt?"
Ruan Cunyun looked up at the sound and felt dizzy. He could hardly see Qin Fanglu's face and said incoherently, "...It hurts."
Just by raising his head, Qin Fanglu could see him clearly.
The neckline is open, revealing the sunken collarbone, like two ponds filled with moonlight, rising and falling with the breathing.
Her lips slightly parted as she exhaled, her eyelashes fluttering, fragile and alluring.
Qin Fanglu suddenly held his breath, looked away for just a second, and forced himself to keep his eyes fixed on the window.
Bend one leg lazily and adjust your sitting posture.
It doesn’t matter if you didn’t hear clearly, it’s more important to hurry on your way.
"Mr. Qin!" Ruan Cunyun's voice brought him back to the rainy night.
It was true when he looked at it this way. Ruan Cunyun's body was almost dry, only his calves and shoes were inevitably wet.
The little drunkard was in excruciating pain and unable to resist. The sound of the rain hitting his head made his head hurt, so he could only half-heartedly let Qin Fanglu carry him and walk.
Qin Fanglu lowered his head slightly and saw Ruan Cunyun had been protecting his small bag. He asked him, "What's in your bag? Put it on the back to save space."
In the face of the dangerous nature, the beautiful atmosphere disappeared and they just wanted to break through the rain and get home earlier.
Ruan Cunyun was very quiet and seemed to have fallen asleep leaning on the chair.
The driver drove in silence, and the only sound in the car was the old electric current sound of the car radio: "... The weather station predicts that there will be heavy rainfall in some areas tonight. Please pay attention to safety, reduce speed, and drive carefully. There are thousands of roads, but safety comes first..."
Ruan Cunyun was awakened by the heavy rain, and the scene before him made him a hundred times more sober.
And at that time, Ruan Cunyun was also holding something tightly in his arms.
Qin Fanglu walked around to Ruan Cunyun and opened the car door. Looking at the sleeping face of the child, his heart softened and he had a strong urge to take him back.
As luck would have it, Ruan Cunyun's building was at the innermost part of the community, and the two of them walked for ten minutes in the heavy rain, stopping and starting, before they arrived.
The umbrella was not small, but it was still not big enough for two adult men.
"Hmm... Are we home yet?"
In fact, it is very ambiguous for two people to be in the same car at night.
The child's eyes widened: "How did you get caught in so much rain?"
But Qin Fanglu not only did not get closer to Ruan Cunyun, but instead moved closer to the window, with his legs almost touching the car door.
The umbrella was folded, and the stream of rain gathered into a puddle on the ground. Qin Fanglu suddenly remembered that not long ago, Ruan Cunyun was also picked up by him to the company with an umbrella, but at that time, Ruan Cunyun was hugging his ordinary friend and hiding under a schoolbag in the rain.
Ruan Cunyun was still sleeping soundly, he must be drunk.
If the other party does not dodge or evade, then the relationship can be taken a step closer.
Ruan Cunyun said something, but it was drowned out by the sound of heavy rain and Qin Fanglu didn't hear it clearly.
What's more, he put physical contact very far down in his plan. He didn't want to disrupt the process.
Finally recognizing that the man in front of him was his immediate superior, Ruan Cunyun was brought back to his senses by the cold night rain.
Taking the umbrella, Qin Fanglu opened the door and got out of the car. There was a thick layer of water on the ground and the rain was pouring down.
Let the drunkard walk alone on the road in the rain at night. If he falls into a ditch, no one will be able to find him.
When we arrived at the neighborhood where Ruan Cunyun lived, the rain increased instead of decreasing. The raindrops hit the roof of the car with a crackling sound, as if they were going to break through the window.
Tonight it was Qin Fanglu and Ruan Cunyun's turn to go out in the rain together, and he inexplicably felt like he had turned the tables.
Qin Fanglu asked softly: "Lao Yi, is there an umbrella in the car?"
The lights are dim, neon lights are speeding, and when the car turns, the two people can naturally get close to each other. By slightly controlling the angle, their lips can brush each other's ears, and their hands can rest on each other's fingertips.
The wind was blowing sideways, and rain was invading the space inside the umbrella from all directions. Qin Fanglu subconsciously tilted the umbrella towards Ruan Cunyun, not realizing that most of his body was soaked.
Before the broadcast ended, Qin Fanglu saw streaks of rain passing across the window at an angle. Within a dozen seconds visible to the naked eye, it turned into a dense curtain of rain.
Qin Fanglu held the umbrella over his head and said, "It's raining too hard. I'll take you back."
Ruan Cunyun got out of the car with weak hands and feet, and as if he remembered something, he hugged his bag tightly.
The moment I stood in the corridor, it felt like I had survived a disaster.
Qin Fanglu's face darkened instantly: "I'll take you there."
Qin Fanglu hugged Ruan Cunyun's waist tightly, and Ruan Cunyun almost hugged Qin Fanglu with his arms, pressing his bag in his arms.
In contrast, Qin Fanglu was completely wet from the collar to the back, and his clothes were sticking to his skin.
A loud thunderclap struck, and Ruan Cunyun woke up from his dream. He was immediately drunk and looked over with fluttering eyes, his eyes unfocused.
The driver was already prepared and handed the umbrella to Qin Fanglu: "Yes, but only one."
"Boss Qin..." Ruan Cunyun was a little flustered, "I can just take it myself. My home is very close, you don't have to send me."
He claims to be a restrained and calm person, but all recent research and observations show that he is too easily provoked in front of Ruan Cunyun.
Mr. Qin wouldn’t have a fever because of his cold, right
Will he be fired tomorrow for stepping into the company with his left foot first
"Boss Qin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Ruan Cunyun said hurriedly, "Why don't you go to my house and change into some clean clothes..."
Before he could finish his words, Ruan Cunyun quickly shut his mouth.
Wait, there is a very important question.
You know, in his house, when you push open the door, there is a whole wall of comics, game controllers are scattered on the sofa and coffee table, various game consoles are connected to the TV, the walls of the study are covered with two-dimensional posters, and the wardrobe is full of action figures -
Men and women, clothed and naked, all kinds of figures.
The worst thing is that the closet is filled with cospy costumes, the Hanfu skirt that I wore last time is hanging on the hanger in the bedroom, and a long, thick, black wig is placed on the table.
If Mr. Qin saw this, would he fire him on the spot
Qin Fanglu stood still, far away from Ruan Cunyun's door, his voice a little hoarse: "You invite me in?"
His heart was beating wildly and Ruan Cunyun was in a dilemma.
If Qin Fanglu was allowed to go in, it would be like his underwear falling off, but if President Qin was allowed to stand outside, Ruan Cunyun felt that he would lose his job.
Seeing Ruan Cunyun's tangled expression, Qin Fanglu couldn't help laughing and gently rubbed his hair: "I didn't want to go in anyway. Let's go and rest early."
After saying this, Qin Fanglu turned around and prepared to leave.
"Boss Qin, wait a moment!" Ruan Cunyun hurriedly grabbed the man's arm, then quickly let go, pleading, "My room is temporarily closed, it's really inconvenient for you to come in. I'll go get a towel and some new clothes, can you change?"
Qin Fanglu paused, and Ruan Cunyun seemed to have received permission. He ran back home like a little squirrel, rummaged through the drawers and took out a new towel and the largest size white T-shirt.
It was quite cruel to let the boss change clothes in the corridor of his own building, but Ruan Cunyun really couldn't think of a better way at this moment.
Qin Fanglu took the towel and combed her hair back. Water droplets fell and flowed across the tough lines of her face, and the incandescent light cut out a cold texture.
He was soaked in water, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. Instead, he looked... sexy.
Ruan Cunyun stared blankly and for a moment he even forgot to breathe.
It must be because of the alcohol, the blood in my body is flowing faster.
"?"
Qin Fanglu grabbed the hem of his wet clothes with one hand, raised his eyelids slightly, and looked at Ruan Cunyun inquiringly. Ruan Cunyun realized that Qin Fanglu was going to change his clothes.
He said hurriedly, "Sorry, sorry, there is no surveillance here. No one lives next door to me, and there is usually no one in the corridor at night. You can change it with peace of mind. I won't peek!"
As he said this, he was about to escape back home.
Man sends
He laughed lightly, his voice mellow, "Why not watch it?"
Ruan Cunyun was stunned.
"You're a boy, and I'm a boy too, so why can't I watch? Didn't you see so many men in the dressing room at Drifting?"
"No..." Ruan Cunyun's drunken mind began to slowly think about this question, and he lowered his eyes and said, "I think this is disrespectful to you."
Qin Fanglu: "So you respect me by leaving me alone to change clothes in public?"
"No!" Ruan Cunyun's cerebellum was a little overloaded. "Sorry, I'll just keep an eye on it for you... No one should come, don't worry."
Qin Fanglu smiled and shook his head, said "OK", then grabbed the back of his collar with one hand and took off his wet short-sleeved shirt from above his head.
His back was slightly arched, muscles sticking out smoothly, and rain marks dotted his cool white skin.
Water droplets were scattered all over the floor, and Ruan Cunyun was sure that he was drunk because he wanted to look away but couldn't.
The towel was wiped across the heavily shadowed abdominal muscles, then moved to the chest to dry the water droplets covering the pectoral muscles.
Ruan Cunyun's Adam's apple moved. It was the first time he observed so closely that the chest muscles were really soft when relaxed.
Qin Fanglu usually looks like a tall and thin type, and it is totally unexpected that he would look like this after taking off his clothes.
So sexy.
As sexy as the triangle-head cosplayer I saw at the comic convention four years ago.
Qin Fanglu moved quickly, quickly wiped off the water marks and put on the clothes given by Ruan Cunyun.
The clothes hugged his body tightly, highlighting certain muscle groups.
"It seems a little too small." Qin Fanglu said apologetically, "I'll buy you a new piece of clothing later. I think this one will be torn by me."
"Ruan Cunyun?" Qin Fanglu called in a cold voice.
"Ah, um!" Ruan Cunyun blinked violently and came back to his senses, "Sorry... I may not be sober yet."
Qin Fanglu repeated in a gentle voice: "I will buy you new clothes and towels as well."
Ruan Cunyun blinked and took out something from the small bag he had been holding. It was a bottle of honey water.
"After the dice guessing game, I bought you some honey water to sober you up. Then you went out to answer a phone call, and I drank a little too much and forgot to give it to you..." Ruan Cunyun touched his ear unnaturally.
Turns out he bought it for himself, Qin Fanglu chuckled.
Because I have been held in my arms, the honey water is still warm.
"Thank you, but you need it more." Qin Fanglu put the honey water back into Ruan Cunyun's palm.
"After drinking the honey water, take a hot bath, be careful not to catch a cold, and go to bed early."
Ruan Cunyun tightly held the bottle of honey water, and finally looked at Qin Fanglu's receding back and called him, "Boss Qin."
Qin Fanglu turned his head far away.
Ruan Cunyun said: "Good night."
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Following his leader's instructions, Ruan Cunyun packed himself up and threw himself on the bed, his head still heaving from the aftereffects of alcohol.
He was not sleepy at all at the moment. Only one thing was echoing in his mind. He took out his cell phone and sent a WeChat message to Xu Feifei.
Cun: [Let me tell you a terrifying thing.]
Cun: [I am really going to die. ]
Fei Changshuai: [? ]
Cun: [I feel like I’m hopeless.]
Cun: [My hands are shaking now.]
Cun: [This is both a happy event and a great tragedy. ]
Cun: [great, tragic, dramatic.]
Fei Changshuai: [If you have to fart, do it now!!]
Cun: [The good news is: I met a guy with a body as amazing as the triangle head at the comic convention. ]
Cun: [The soft feeling of his chest muscles... It is precisely because of their softness that you can imagine how hard they are when they are exerting force.]
Cun: [And he has six pack! Abs! Mermaid line! Shark line! ]
Cun: [I passed away peacefully [ascended to heaven]]
Fei Changshuai: [Ah, you pervert! Pervert! Hooligan! Shameless!]
Fei Changshuai: [Let me see(^3^)]
Save: [No picture.]
Fei Changshuai: [What the hell are you talking about without a picture! ]
Fei Changshuai: [Who is it? I will go and see it myself. ]
Cun: [This is the tragedy.]
Cun: [This person is. ]
Fei Changshuai: [? ]
Cun: [My boss.]
Fei Changshuai: [Ahahahahahahahahahahaha… ]
Xu Feifei laughed crazily for five minutes and even made a WeChat call to laugh, but Ruan Cunyun hung up immediately.
Fei Changshuai: [I found that you are really an African. ]
Fei Changshuai: [You have always had high standards and looked down on everyone. You finally found two beautiful bodies, but one just passed you by and the other was out of your reach.]
Fei Changshuai: [I really sympathize with you! ]
Cun: [Maybe this is God’s will [sigh]]
Cun: [I am numb. Goodbye.]
Fei Changshuai: [I feel like you’ll be single forever [Celebration]]
Save: [… Shut up. ]
After the chat, Ruan Cunyun wanted to erase the scene from his mind, but it kept lingering.
Curves, textures, movements… Water drops slide into the waistband along the muscle lines…
The spring breeze is swaying, but the heart is as cold as iron. Why did God give such a perfect figure to his boss!
He wrapped himself tightly in the quilt with an expressionless face, opened his empty eyes with an expressionless face, and felt the heat surging inside his body with an expressionless face.
Ruan Cunyun thought cruelly—
A man with this kind of body shape can really drive me crazy here.
(End of this chapter)