Ruan Cunyun returned home with a bag of shelled sugar-roasted chestnuts, feeling a little dazed.
Take a bite of the chestnut, it’s sweet and delicious.
Qin Fanglu peeled it for him personally.
At first, Ruan Cunyun didn't dare to ask for it. The boss had peeled the chestnuts with great effort, but he was not able to enjoy them.
But Qin Fanglu said that he was peeling the shells while talking, and he had finished a bag without realizing it.
He took a handful away and asked Ruan Cunyun to take the rest back.
Under normal circumstances, after a tiring day, Ruan Cunyun would definitely take a shower first after returning home, then lie down on the bed and start watching some anime to recover.
Half an hour after returning home today, Ruan Cunyun is still sitting at the dining table, eating chestnuts one by one in silence, his mouth filled with the delicate aroma of chestnuts.
Without looking at his phone or reading comics, Ruan Cunyun just kept chewing one thing after another, his eyes blank, his mind thinking slowly.
"Thank you." Qin Fanglu took the cup and took a sip.
Lazy, strong, and unrestrained pure masculine temperament.
Ruan Cunyun instantly withdrew his gaze and stared at the code on the screen, unable to read a single word.
The closer he got, the faster his heart beat, reaching its peak when he arrived right in front of Ruan Cunyun's desk.
On the table was the tie that Qin Fanglu had just taken off. Ruan Cunyun put the water cup next to it and saw the retro and gorgeous dark patterns on the tie. He thought it matched Mr. Qin very well.
"No, no." Ruan Cunyun shook his head desperately, trying to shake off the blush.
"Yeah." Qin Fanglu responded, holding a pen and reading the document quickly, scanning it once and signing in the lower right corner. Qin Fanglu lowered his head to read the document, and Ruan Cunyun finally dared to look at him while standing.
Sister Rain asked Ruan Cunyun to go to her desk. She said, "I have to go out this afternoon. Mr. Qin will be back from a meeting this afternoon. Please help me give this stack of documents to Mr. Qin and ask him to sign. Then scan an electronic version and send it to my email. Just put the original on my desk."
When he returned, Qin Fanglu had already signed the documents and put them neatly aside.
He wondered if Mr. Qin would greet the people in his group again this morning. It seemed like he did this every morning some time ago. Would he do this today
Sure enough, when he walked into the tea room, blood rushed to his cheeks and Ruan Cunyun clearly felt that his face was hot, even hotter than the shallow groove area of Boss Qin.
Ruan Cunyun was stunned by Qin Fanglu's joke about "boyfriend" in the car. Her heart suddenly felt weak and she hasn't recovered until now.
Qin Fanglu looked up and stared at him: "Okay, thank you."
Qin Fanglu was dressed very formally today, and it was obvious that he was going to attend a business meeting.
Adding half boiling water and half cold water into the cup, Ruan Cunyun held the wall of the cup and felt the water temperature gradually becoming suitable. The redness on his face finally faded away.
The collar was open, revealing a piece of skin with clear bones and muscles. The white shirt was stretched tightly, and looking down from the standing angle, one could seem to see a full, shallow cleavage.
Ruan Cunyun noticed that the cup Qin Fanglu placed on the table was empty, and blurted out, "Boss Qin, let me get you a cup of warm water to moisten your throat."
As for why he didn't recover, Ruan Cunyun finished a whole bag of chestnuts and still couldn't figure it out.
On Monday morning, Ruan Cunyun looked around the office, saw Qin Fanglu's empty seat, and silently withdrew his gaze.
With his heart at ease, Ruan Cunyun greeted his colleagues naturally, "Good morning, Mr. Qin."
There was a faint sound in the distance. Ruan Cunyun looked up as if he sensed something and saw Qin Fanglu walking in from outside the door. He was wearing a full black suit and a dark blue tie with dark patterns, and his temperament was strong and cold.
Ruan Cunyun turned on his computer, checked his emails, and went through his routine work. He was a little uneasy, looking at the front door every four or five minutes. His colleagues filed in, but the figure he wanted to see never appeared.
From the moment Qin Fanglu stepped into the office, Ruan Cunyun became a little nervous, wondering when to give the documents to Qin Fanglu for signature.
Xiao Mei was making coffee nearby. When she saw Ruan Cunyun's face, she was surprised and asked, "Xiao Yun, what's wrong with you? Your face is so red. You don't have a fever, do you? The temperature has changed a lot recently, and many people have fallen ill."
Qin Fanglu signed with his right hand, held the tie knot with his left hand, used his index finger to casually pull the tie down, and then unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.
By the time Qin Fanglu sat back at his desk, Ruan Cunyun was almost mentally prepared.
The man's hair was a little loose, covering his eyes.
Ruan Cunyun just took a glance and quickly looked away. The area around Qin Fanglu's collar was hot and he couldn't even look at it.
"Sorry for talking so much this morning."
Picking up the cup and turning to leave, Ruan Cunyun didn't dare stay for another second, for fear that he would not be able to control his blushing.
Ruan Cunyun agreed and put the documents away.
He walked to Qin Fanglu's desk with the document in his arms, his eyes lowered, not looking directly at him: "Boss Qin, this is the document Sister Rain asked me to get you to sign. Please take a look."
The spotless suit had a smell brought from the negotiation table, a modern smell of blood, a slight hint of fatigue, but more of the satisfaction of a lion returning from hunting.
The thick carpet absorbed sound, but Ruan Cunyun's ears were able to keenly distinguish Qin Fanglu's approaching footsteps.
The moment I saw him, my heart felt relieved, but then it suddenly started beating faster.
When Qin Fanglu passed by, Ruan Cunyun heard him say "Good morning" in his usual calm voice.
"Is that all?" Qin Fanglu asked, his voice was hoarse and a little cracked, and he immediately cleared his throat.
Only then did Ruan Cunyun realize that his palms were full of sweat.
Ruan Cunyun reached out to take the documents and found that Qin Fanglu had taken off his suit jacket, probably because he was hot.
Sure enough, he left the office after a while.
Qin Fanglu came back with others in the afternoon. They went to the meeting room next door and chatted for a while before coming out.
The neat shirt fabric wraps around the man's arm lines, propping up a bulging curve.
Depend on.
Ruan Cunyun picked up the documents and left in a daze. President Qin was really unfair. How could he be so shy in such conservative and formal clothes
As he walked away quickly, Qin Fanglu's voice suddenly rang out behind him: "Ruan Cunyun."
Qin Fanglu held a piece of paper in his hand: "You took one away."
Ruan Cunyun took it hastily: "Sorry! I took it too hastily."
The man stared at him, frowning slightly: "Do you have a cold?"
"No! I didn't." Ruan Cunyun almost bit his tongue, and even his ears turned red.
"If you are sick, take medicine immediately and ask for leave to go home and rest for two days." Qin Fanglu seemed unconvinced and added, "The temperature is low at night recently, so remember to wear more clothes."
Ruan Cunyun said "OK" and almost ran away.
He felt that he was really hopeless.
He really has a bad heart, but he doesn't have the courage to be a bad person.
God gave him a pair of eyes that like to peek at handsome guys, but did not give him a thick skin that would not blush.
How unfair! God wants him to die!
Ruan Cunyun grabbed his bag and ran back home, hugging a familiar pillow and flipping through a familiar comic book. He finally returned to the safe house.
When I saw the bag of chestnuts on the table that had not been thrown away, my nerves jumped again.
He reflected quietly and gradually realized what was wrong with him.
Four years ago, the figure of the triangle head at the comic convention captured Ruan Cunyun's heart and he has never forgotten it.
But the two of them passed each other and merged into the vast crowd. Ruan Cunyun later secretly searched the Cser circle, but still couldn't find out who cs'd the Pyramid Head at that comic exhibition.
Now the second person appears. He not only has a good figure and treats himself well, but also has charisma.
Lend him clothes, watch the moon with him, and explain work skills to him in detail.
Although he seems to have a cold personality, he is actually a considerate person.
But this man was his boss.
Unlike the Triangle Head who just passed by, Qin Fanglu was hanging around in front of Ruan Cunyun all day long.
Ever since Qin Fanglu changed his clothes in front of Ruan Cunyun, Ruan Cunyun often couldn't control his mind and kept imagining what Qin Fanglu's body looked like when he was wearing different clothes.
He is extremely disrespectful to his superiors.
Ruan Cunyun lay on his back on the bed, injecting a dose of tranquilizer into his chaotic mind—
It's not against the law to just think about it! Mr. Qin is very generous and won't bother with him!
Curled up with a pillow between his legs, Ruan Cunyun lay on his side on the bed and browsed his phone. He refreshed the interface and his eyes suddenly lit up. Teacher Dan had updated a new picture!
Great, we have a midnight snack for today.
Ruan Cunyun clicked on it happily, and after seeing the picture, his fingers curled up unconsciously and his eyes stared at the screen.
This picture... is really...
In the classical and gorgeous garden, with lush vegetation, there stood a tall white horse quietly. The young man lay on his back on the horse's back, his head resting on the horse's neck, his legs hanging apart, and he was wearing only a pair of pure black patent leather riding boots.
Next to it was a lush wisteria tree, and among the flowers stood a man.
The man was wearing a neatly tailcoat and luxurious, shiny leather shoes. Not a detail of his outfit was careless.
However, the lavender branches were swaying and covering most of the man's body. His face could not be seen clearly, and only his coldness could be seen.
The man stretched out a hand, wearing a black leather glove in a gentlemanly manner, with a broad and slender palm.
However, this gentleman's hand pressed unceremoniously on the boy's white leg, restraining his struggle with an irresistible force.
Doing the exact opposite of a gentleman.
Ruan Cunyun didn't know how long he had been staring at the painting. When he came to his senses, the pillow was deformed by his legs.
With half of his consciousness still floating in the painting, Ruan Cunyun shuddered and was surprised to find that some changes had taken place in his body.
Real, visible and tangible changes.
There hasn't been any change in a long time.
But he did not deal with his own body immediately. Instead, he clicked into the comment section and saw overwhelming comments.
There were people screaming, flattering, and making all kinds of emojis. It was a mess and the scene was extremely lively, as if you had walked into an open-air bath.
[Bitter tea seeds fly!!!]
[Teacher Dan, you are my God! This is a miracle! Why is it so gorgeous and so beautiful! ! ]
[I was tripped by the sisters' pants as soon as I came in, add me one! ! ]
His fingertips trembled a little, but Ruan Cunyun ignored his body's reaction and clicked on the comment box.
—Never mind, even if I’m hard, I have to reply to the wife I like first!
There seemed to be a flood of ideas in his mind, and his fingers typed out a few paragraphs without stopping.
@BALLS teacher cured my Yangwei: [Although this is a static painting, I feel that I can see a complete story in it. The man standing under the tree belongs to the upper class. He is well-dressed and upright. He is very calm even when facing the boy lying on the horse. One can't help but wonder what expression he has on his face hidden by the flowers and trees? Perhaps it is a pair of cold eyes and an expressionless face, but there is madness in his eyes. The prey is within his reach, so he is not in a hurry to enjoy it, but is ready to play with it, bite it, and eat it bit by bit. ]
[Looking at the boy on horseback again, his hair covers his expression. It is not difficult to imagine that he is in a passive and exposed position, and is probably about to cry, or has tears in his eyelashes. So, is he afraid? What is his identity? Maybe he is a young noble who has made a mistake and needs to be punished, or a canary raised by the family, or a poor boy who is favored by his looks? Or, is he actually very excited? The boy has been a good boy since he was a child, and now he has finally done something out of the ordinary. He is condemned by his conscience and sinks uncontrollably.]
[If we think about it another way, could it be that the boy lying on the horse's back is the one in control of the situation? He is bold and dissolute, deliberately seducing, trying to drag the upright man into hell with him. He leans against the pure white horse, but he himself is naked. He stares straight and provocatively at the man, as if waiting playfully, how long will it take for the man to give in? The man's eyes are firm, but cracks have appeared under the ice. The self-control he has always been proud of is slowly collapsing at this moment. In the moment of distraction, he reaches out and presses the boy's body. Who wins? This is a contest of equals.]
After Ruan Cunyun finished typing, the raging fire in his chest burned even more fiercely.
He glanced at the comment that responded to him.
[??? Tooth girl? [terrified]]
[Huya, how come I didn’t know you were a great writer? ? ? ]
[If you don’t understand, just ask, is this thesis on appreciating paintings in the Louvre? ]
[I originally thought this picture was just pretty, but after reading Teacher Ya’s comments, I rushed to download it… ]
[A writer who is delayed by CSplay. I hope you can write an article every time Mr. Dan posts a picture. ]
[Stinky sister, you are really a big jerk! ! ]
The comments were still increasing at a rate visible to the naked eye, but Ruan Cunyun had no intention of continuing reading because his pants were already becoming unbearably tight.
He wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, and the small piece of cloth was kicked to the corner of the bed.
Then, Ruan Cunyun stopped moving.
He stared blankly at the ceiling, his mind blank.
To be honest, in Ruan Cunyun's 21 years of life, he had never hit himself.
Although Ruan Cunyun has seen countless pictures and is rampant on the Internet, in fact, the only thing he is good at is talking nonsense.
As for practice - practice from scratch, he had never tried it.
When Bai Qiangwei and Qi Chang first started dating, they were very much in love and were not even shy about kissing in public.
Ruan Cunyun couldn't stand even the kissing level and would turn his eyes away after just one look.
To put it bluntly, Ruan Cunyun is still very shy at heart.
He is a giant in words but a dwarf in actions.
But today, he really couldn't bear it anymore.
Because when he just typed that reply, what he was thinking about in his mind was not the noble young master, but the scene of riding a horse with Qin Fanglu that day.
What a coincidence, Ruan Cunyun was also riding a white horse and wearing black riding boots that day, and Qin Fanglu was also wearing a black knight suit.
If, if the two people in the painting were him and Qin Fanglu...
Ruan Cunyun bit his lower lip hard. He really couldn't think about this scene too much, not even the slightest touch of it would do.
But, it is really—
Ruan Cunyun bent his legs, sat up a little, and half leaned on the pillow.
"Mr. Qin, I'm sorry." Ruan Cunyun whispered to himself, his voice as low as a mosquito.
"I'm lending it to you for a bit. I mean absolutely no offense to you."
It was the first homework in his life and Ruan Cunyun’s heart was pounding, but he still couldn’t bring himself to start.
Jerky, stiff, and a little weird.
Ruan Cunyun covered his eyes with his left arm, thinking of the white horse, the young man wearing only riding boots, and Qin Fanglu in a suit and leather shoes...
The man withdrew his hands from the boy, then slowly untied his tie.
The dark blue cloth is embroidered with gorgeous and complex dark patterns.
It was unknown how long it took for him to regain consciousness. Ruan Cunyun stared at the empty ceiling, feeling a little empty after the satisfaction.
He moved his limbs slowly and suddenly realized a serious problem.
Why did he do this under the covers? Now his bed is a mess and all the sheets and quilt covers need to be changed.
After tossing and turning for a while, Ruan Cunyun took a shower and then lay back on his brand new bed.
The traces were gone, but his face was still slightly red.
After resting for a while, Ruan Cunyun picked up his phone again to check the messages.
Fei Changshuai: [You are awesome! Your comment was ranked first in the most liked comment under Teacher Dan’s latest picture. Countless people came to worship your masterpiece.]
Fei Changshuai: [What, you want to change your career and become a writer? Hahahaha! ]
live:[…]
Cun: [My comments to Teacher Dan have always been of very high quality! ]
Fei Changshuai: [No, no, no, I can sense that your comments this time are very different from before.]
Cun: [Why?]
Fei Changshuai: [Most of your previous comments were just flattery, which was still quite decent.]
Fei Changshuai: [But your comment this time makes me feel that you... ]
live:[?]
Fei Changshuai: [No underwear. ]
Ruan Cunyun looked down and found that Xu Feifei was not wrong.
(End of this chapter)