Boss, Please Don’t Be a Manic

Chapter 31: Purple tulips

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In the early morning of the next day, Fang Ru slowly opened his eyes. He was confused for a moment before waking up. He only felt sore all over his body, and even dull pain in his private parts. A familiar warm breath pressed against his back.

This was Fang Ru's first time to have sex with Yuan Che soberly. The long-term concept made him somewhat resistant to the intrusion of men, and his body accepted it reluctantly. Pleasure cannot be said to be absent, but it cannot offset the powerlessness of being hit by a strong force. Yuan Che's hand, Yuan Che's kiss, and Yuan Che's breath all made him feel like he had nowhere to escape.

He thought it would take some time for him to get used to this relationship.

Just as he was thinking, there was a faint sound behind him. Fang Ru turned his head and found that Yuan Che was covering his forehead, his brows were furrowed, and his face was in pain.

He quickly sat up and asked softly, "Does your head hurt again?"

"It's okay." Yuan Che turned his face away.

"Don't hold back, come, lean on my lap, I'll give you a massage." Fang Ru sat up straight, pressed his fingers on his head, and pressed them rhythmically. Yuan Che's illness required long-term maintenance, and Fang Ru had to spend a lot of energy and patience to help him recuperate physically and mentally.

Yuan Che closed his eyes, feeling the comfort brought by Fang Ru's fingers, his frowning brows gradually relaxed.

While half asleep and half awake, the phone on the bedside table rang suddenly, breaking the silence.

Yuan Che opened his eyes, looking sharply at the place where the voice came from.

Fang Ru handed him the phone, and saw that the caller ID was "Yuan Ze".

"Hello?"

"Brother, I heard that you have been discharged from the hospital, can you go back to the company tomorrow?"

"Yes." Yuan Che agreed without thinking. In fact, even during the period of convalescence, he kept in touch with his subordinates. Although the company's progress was not as fast as when he was in charge, it was not delayed.

"Great, the project you took over last time still needs you to follow up personally, I have other things to do."

"Well, I see."

"Also, there are already some clues about the matter that Dad investigated. You should pay attention to safety recently."

"Just take care of yourself, I don't have to worry about it." Since the last car accident, he has formulated stricter protection measures, and he will never give others a second chance to threaten him.

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Che's brain became active again. While thinking about the itinerary for the next few days, he quickly put on his clothes and prepared to get up and freshen up.

Fang Ru hugged his neck, kissed his forehead lightly, and said softly, "Good morning kiss."

Looking at Fang Ru's gentle smile, Yuan Che gradually calmed down his impatience, and also pressed a kiss on Fang Ru's forehead.

Fang Ru half-closed his eyes, his hair was hanging down limply, like a lazy cat. Yuan Che's heart was burning with excitement, thinking of the lingering last night, he couldn't help but shake his heart.

Feeling Yuan Che's fiery gaze, Fang Ru hurriedly backed away. His original intention was to let Yuan Che slow down the pace of life and enjoy the fun of life, instead of being in a hurry and having no leisure when he mentioned work.

"I'm going to wash up first." Fang Ru put on his pajamas and walked into the bathroom.

Yuan Che looked at his smooth long legs and slightly unsteady steps, his lower abdomen tightened, and his desire rose again.

He followed Fang Ru into the bathroom maliciously.

"You... um..." Fang Ru had just washed his face when he saw Yuan Che appearing in the mirror like a ghost.

Yuan Che pushed him down on the sink, bowed his head and kissed him. A passionate kiss with superb skills, with tongues brushing each other's teeth, and breath blending.

"Don't..." Fang Ru rested his hands on the sink, feeling a pain in his waist and spine.

Yuan Che raised his leg and left ambiguous marks on his thigh.

Fang Ru blushed, feeling very nervous. Although he has experienced it several times, he is still a little uncomfortable with Yuan Che's strength.

"ah… "

Yuan Che entered from the side: "Does it hurt?"

"pain."

"It won't hurt after a while."

Do you think the pain will stop? Fang Ru felt that he was really naive. This is a beast that was accidentally released!

The two met once on the sink and again in the shower. Yuan Er Shao's abundant physical strength really made Fang Ru a little overwhelmed. It seems that he must find a way to control the frequency of someone's estrus in the future, otherwise he must be the short-lived one.

Two hours later, Yuan Che left the room satisfied, and entered the study with high spirits.

The devastated Fang Ru lay on the bed with his dead body, his body was exhausted, but his mind was very clear. He realized that he had an extraordinary tolerance for Yuan Che. Apart from some annoyance and resistance, Yuan Che's wildness and unrestrained behavior were not the same. It didn't particularly offend him.

Could it be that he subconsciously has a tendency to be abused

Fang Ru shivered, and decided to ask his mentor to give him some psychological counseling in two days...

For lunch, Fang Ru only made lean meat porridge and sandwiches. After filling Yuan Che's stomach, he went back to his room to catch up on sleep.

Yuan Che didn't bother him again, and stayed in the study for a whole afternoon.

After dinner, Fang Ru washed the dishes and cleaned up, while Yuan Che still went to the study to sort out the materials.

In the middle of the night, Fang Ru brought Yuan Che a supper, warmed his stomach with him, and reminded him to go to bed early by the way. Yuan Che felt relieved when he saw Fang Ru, and leaned beside him like a child, making noises in a serious manner.

Fang Ru let go of his defenses and pampered Yuan Che wholeheartedly.

The way the two get along is like a newlywed couple, warm and sweet.

Yuan Che resumed the habit of jogging with Fang Ru in the morning.

The two of them jumped and ran in the cold autumn wind, their bodies and hearts were warm.

Standing on the top of the mountain, facing the sunrise in the east, the two of them clasped their fingers together in silence.

At this moment, Yuan Che felt happiness that he had never had before.

Before going out, for the first time, Yuan Che felt a kind of nostalgia that he didn't want to leave. He hugged Fang Ru and said softly, "Wait for me to come back."

"Well, be careful."

Yuan Che nodded, turned around and strode away.

Fang Ru returned to the room, intending to find some kind of welfare institution nearby. He used to work as a caregiver or volunteer, on the one hand for public welfare, and on the other hand to accumulate experience in psychotherapy. Now that he has decided to stay with Yuan Che, he can use his spare time to enrich his life. His positioning of himself has never been that of a dodder flower being raised in captivity.

From a psychological point of view, staying at home for a long time, living a lazy life, and avoiding social interaction are prone to various mental diseases. Both men and women should actively contact the society, broaden their horizons, and find the joy of life.

As soon as he turned on the computer, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He took it out and saw that it was Qi Xiao's call.

"Qi Xiao?"

"Brother Fang, where have you been? When are you coming back? I've lost a few pounds without you here." Qi Xiao wailed pitifully.

"I have a job here, I'm afraid I won't go back to the apartment in the future."

"What? You're not coming back?" Qi Xiao was shocked, "Where are you now?"

"In City A."

"..." There was a long silence on the other end of the phone before a response came, "Can you send me your address? I'll visit you when I have time."

"I'll text you later."

"Okay, that's it, I will definitely visit you."

For Qi Xiao, Fang Ru didn't have any special thoughts, he just thought of him as a cute kid. For friends, he never refuses to associate. The more people he contacts, the deeper his understanding of the profession will be.

"Morning." A staff member hurriedly greeted Yuan Che who came out of the elevator.

"Morning." Yuan Che nodded slightly, and passed by gracefully.

The employee's eyes widened, his face full of horror, and he almost suspected that he was hallucinating.

On the way to the office, Yuan Che responded unprecedentedly to everyone who greeted him.

Walking into the office, a smile inexplicably appeared on his stern face.

There were indeed surprises, and the expressions of the staff were all kinds of strange and exaggerated.

He had never known the extent to which facial muscles could contort, almost to the limit of abstraction.

In a good mood, I opened the file and moved my pen like flying.

As the work progressed, Yuan Che's expression became more and more serious, and when he saw something wrong, his face became gloomy.

In the afternoon, he called all the department managers for a meeting, scolded them in a rage, and their faces were pale.

After the meeting ended, a manager tremblingly said: "Who said that the boss was in a good mood today? This is simply the most unreliable lie in the world."

"Yeah, I really should teach those who spread rumors a lesson, how can the big devil be in a good mood?"

"Then again, I'd rather accept his blunt rage than the gloomy one before."

"That's right, I haven't been scolded by the boss for a long time, and I'm really not used to it."

Several people around nodded in agreement, with expressions of emotion on their faces.

I have to say that everyone under Yuan Che has a tendency to be abused...

After get off work, the driver drove Yuan Che home.

Halfway through, Yuan Che suddenly said, "Stop."

The driver drove the car to the side of the road, Yuan Che got out of the car and walked towards a flower shop, looked around, and said, "Pick me a bouquet of flowers suitable for a man."

The female clerk of the flower shop was full of joy and greeted warmly: "Okay, just wait a moment."

She picked out a bouquet of purple tulips for Yuan Che and packed them carefully.

"What do you think?"

"Not bad, how much?"

"Ninety-nine dollars."

Yuan Che paid the money, then turned and left.

"Thank you for your patronage, and you are welcome to come again." The female clerk looked at his back with glowing eyes and exclaimed, "You are so handsome!"

"You actually picked purple tulips for him." Another clerk said strangely.

"What's wrong with the purple tulip, it suits him quite well."

"He said it was for a man."

"Forehead… "

Yuan Che returned to the car holding the flowers, and the pursuit plan that Dylan gave him appeared in his mind, one of which was to increase the interest of life in a timely manner, such as sending some small gifts such as flowers.

He wants Fang Ru to be happy, so he is willing to try anything that can make him happy.

He doesn't seem to realize that the order is a bit reversed, though. Fang Ru has become his person, but he has just begun to pursue her.

The flower language of purple tulip: eternal love.