Chapter 24 Application for Rejection "Our bodies are a perfect match."...

Qi Yu was not as strong as Feng Ji normally, and now he was exhausted, making it even more impossible to resist the man's pull. He was dragged onto the sofa almost without any resistance, his beautiful eyes without glasses full of confusion.

Why are things different from what he thought?

When something like this happened between a superior and a subordinate, according to Feng Ji's personality, he should have agreed to his resignation application on the spot, instead of being angry and tearing up the resignation letter in front of him without even pretending.

Qi Yu tried to awaken the man's sanity, "Mr. Feng..."

He had barely uttered two words when Feng Ji interrupted him, "I thought if I let you go, you'd figure it out on your own."

ah?

"You slept with me and just walked away, and now you're sending me off with a resignation letter?"

ah? ? ? ?

Qi Yu widened his eyes.

What is this person talking about?

Why does it sound like he slept with someone and doesn't want to take responsibility, so he's going to flee for fear of being punished?

Although the incident started with him, wasn't he the one who pulled out the weeds in Egypt in the end?

Qi Yu raised his hand, interrupting the man who seemed about to continue his accusation. "Wait a minute, wait a minute."

Feng Ji closed his mouth, glanced at his swollen lips, and swallowed calmly.

Qi Yu didn't notice his gaze. At that moment, she just wanted to defend herself. "Boss Feng, I was wrong about what happened last night. I made such a huge mistake at work, and it even affected you. My resignation should be a normal procedure, right? Why don't you agree?"

"Why should I agree?" The man twitched his lips. "You were drugged last night. All your actions are out of control. This is a special case."

Qi Yu: "Special circumstances? So...?"

"So," the man picked up the glasses with water marks on the coffee table beside him and wiped them carefully with a tissue. Then he squatted down and gently put the silver-rimmed glasses back on the young man's straight nose.

"You don't have to think you've done something wrong and then rashly ask me to resign."

"I won't agree to that."

The moment he put on the glasses, the scene in front of him suddenly became clear. The man in front of him was very tall, and even if he just squatted in front of him, he could still look at Qi Yu at eye level.

Such a close distance is enough for Qi Yu to see the expression on the other person's face clearly.

He knew that as long as Feng Ji showed this expression, it meant that there was no room for negotiation on this matter.

Qi Yu was unsure how to react to his resignation being rejected. After a moment of silence, he asked uncertainly, "So, Mr. Feng, what you're saying is...we should just pretend that what happened last night never happened, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yu watched Feng Ji's expression fall.

Qi Yu: “…”

He wouldn't let him resign, and he wouldn't let him pretend nothing happened. How come he hadn't noticed that Feng Ji had such an unreasonable side before?

Qi Yu couldn't think of a third way, so he simply asked, "Boss Feng, do you have any better ideas besides this?"

From Qi Yu's perspective, he thought Feng Ji would make requests to him directly as he did in his usual work.

But he was mistaken again.

A big hand covered his lower back, accurately found the sore spot, and began to massage it gently.

The pajamas were made of very thin fabric, and Qi Yu could clearly feel the warmth from the man's palm.

The young man had no memory of last night, but his body, which had just had sex, was very honest. As soon as the hand came over, his lower back automatically collapsed into a concave arc.

As if to make it easier for someone to hold it.

Qi Yu remembered the handprints on both sides of his waist that he saw in the mirror, and his thin white ears suddenly turned completely red.

How long had Feng Ji been doing this last night? How could his body have developed this conditioned reflex in just one night?

An even stronger sense of shame enveloped Qi Yu completely. He grabbed the man's hand and tried to push it away, but his already weak body could not provide him with much support. The hand did not move at all, and even slowly tightened around his lower back.

Qi Yu couldn't help but say, "Boss Feng!"

"Do you feel it?" The shadow cast by the brow bone was very heavy, rendering the eyes as deep as ink. When looking at Qi Yu, the concentration in them seemed to be able to drown people.

Qi Yu was stunned. "...What?"

"Our bodies fit perfectly." The hand moved to the waist, grabbing and clasping, as if it coincided with the handprint under the pajamas.

"The Feng family was on the rise in the past few years, and I was busy with work, so I had no time for other things. If I remember correctly, you've been single in your love life over the years, right?"

"..." Qi Yu's body softened a little from being touched. His chest rose and fell. After a long while, he finally spoke, "What do you mean? Do you want to support me?"

The moment he heard this, Feng Ji almost blurted out, "How is that possible? I want you to be my nan..."

He swallowed back the last syllable of the name as soon as he uttered it.

Qi Yu: “?”

"What I mean is that our bodies are very compatible, and we live on the same floor above and below each other, so it's very suitable for helping each other meet physiological needs." Feng Ji took a deep breath, repeating in his mind that he should not rush things, and then stared at the person in front of him, waiting for his answer.

Qi Yu understood.

Feng Ji has been keeping himself clean for so many years, not breaking any rules, but suddenly he was struck by lightning and tasted the bitter taste of it, and realized what a hard life he had lived before, so he was reluctant to let him go.

But the relationship between them changed too quickly. Yesterday he was just an ordinary assistant, but today he had a physical connection with the boss.

Being an assistant during the day and a sex partner at night, he seems to be a very frivolous person.

Seeing him silent, Feng Ji felt anxious, fearing that Qi Yu would write him a resignation letter again if they disagreed, so he said, "I'll ask the finance department to give you a raise, okay?"

Salary increase.

These three words are a panacea for any worker. The best increase is the base salary without responsibility, which is not linked to performance.

The next second, he heard Feng Ji say, "The salary increase will be added to the base salary, and the performance bonus will be calculated separately."

The annual salary of the president's special assistant is already enviable enough, and it won't increase easily, but once it does, the number will definitely make most people jealous.

Unless it involves breaking the law or treason, who would go against money?

"...I'll think about it." Qi Yu stammered, but still did not agree immediately.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and his hand on the young man's waist unconsciously rubbed it, "Don't worry, think about it carefully."

"Boss Feng." Qi Yu once again grabbed his hand that was roaming around his waist and said seriously:

"I haven't agreed yet, can you please stop touching me?"

Hearing such words from the person who was still in a state of confusion and passion under him last night, the man couldn't help but grit his teeth and pulled his hand back.

Qi Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Without that troublesome hand, his useless waist finally straightened up again.

The atmosphere was ambiguous at the moment. He always felt dangerous and didn't want to continue staying in the same room with Feng Ji. After getting the phone, he quickly said goodbye to the man.

Feng Ji didn't try to keep him. He stood beside the sofa and watched him push the door and leave with his weak legs.

The walnut door blocked the burning gaze of the man behind him, and Qi Yu's tense back gradually relaxed.

He glanced at the resignation letter that was still lying on the ground, torn in two, squatted down with a grin, and picked it up again.

It was the first resignation letter he wrote in his life, but his boss refused to accept it, so he had to take it back himself.

He spent a lot of time writing this letter, it's so heartfelt that it would be a pity to lose it.

Life is long, maybe it will be useful in the future?

…

…

After returning home, Qi Yu thought he would think carefully about his relationship with Feng Ji. However, after lying on the sofa for a while, he hugged the soft pillow and fell asleep in exhaustion without even eating lunch.

It was not until the doorbell rang that he stood up sleepily, without even putting on his slippers, and opened the door barefoot.

Feng Ji was standing outside the door, holding a light blue takeaway paper bag. Seeing that he looked like he was still sleepy and his feet were bare, he frowned slightly.

"Why aren't you wearing shoes?"

Qi Yu didn't expect him to come. He stood there for a moment without moving away. "Why are you here?"

"Let me apply medicine on you. Won't you let me in?" Feng Ji raised the takeaway bag in his hand, but his eyes were still on Qi Yu's bare feet.

Although it is summer, this kind of marble floor tile is the coolest. If you turn on the air conditioner for a long time and step on it without shoes, people with weak bodies can easily get cold.

In his eyes, Qi Yu was just a weak person.

"I was in a hurry to open the door and forgot about it." Qi Yu moved aside and answered in a low voice.

The man squeezed in, put on his slippers quite naturally, and walked towards the sofa with the medicine in his hand. Qi Yu followed him, and seeing his brisk pace, he couldn't help but feel a little indignant.

Obviously, going to bed is something that two people do, so why did Feng Ji act like nothing happened afterwards, while he even had difficulty doing the most basic actions like walking and sitting down?

It's so unfair.

As if noticing his slightly resentful gaze, Feng Ji turned his head and glanced at the kiss marks on the young man's exposed neck.

That was the kiss he had sucked out last night when he was aroused. Whenever Qi Yu cried, he couldn't help but kiss her. Qi Yu cried easily, whether it was a heavy kiss or a light one, so by the end of the kiss, the young man's upper body was almost completely covered with his marks.

She looks pitiful, yet stunningly beautiful.

As they walked, the boss's eyes became inexplicably hot. Qi Yu felt familiar with him. When he was glanced at by that gaze, his right leg suddenly softened, and he lost his balance and fell forward.

Qi Yu's eyes widened, but before he could scream, a pair of hands caught him.

Feng Ji put one hand on her back and the other hand on her soft buttocks, holding her tightly in his arms.

Half of her face was buried in Feng Ji's chest, and for a moment the only scent in her nose was the strong hormones of the man.

Qi Yu had smelled this smell in their bed when he woke up in the morning.

The smell belonging to Feng Ji wrapped him tightly. Qi Yuwen felt dizzy and even forgot to back out. He was directly picked up and carried towards the bedroom.

The bedroom is an ordinary place for others but an ambiguous place for the two of them.

Qi Yu suddenly felt a phantom pain somewhere and quickly grabbed Feng Ji's sleeve, "What are you going to the room for?"

Seeing his defensive expression, Feng Ji gave him a funny look, "Am I such a beast in your eyes? Of course, I went to the room to ensure your privacy so that I can apply the medicine to you."

"I can apply the medicine myself." Qi Yu was put on the bed and raised his hand to take the blue bag of medicine.

Feng Ji dodged his hand and sat up together, "It's inconvenient for you to apply the medicine by yourself."

Qi Yu: "Why is it inconvenient?"

Feng Ji lowered his eyes, and glanced across his lower abdomen, saying meaningfully, "It's too deep, you can't reach it."

“…”

“………”

Qi Yu blinked, realizing the deeper meaning of his words, and her beautiful fair face instantly flushed.

"But...but it's not convenient for you to apply the medicine for me, so forget it. It's okay if you don't."

"Why is it inconvenient?" Feng Ji returned the question to him, "I am more familiar with your injury than you are."

Qi Yu: “…”

Qi Yu didn't know how to refute, and said dryly: "That's not..."

Feng Ji: "If I don't take medicine, it will take a long time to recover, and it will affect my work."

Work.

One sentence instantly strangled the lifeblood of the career brain.

He can't bring a cushion to work, that would be weird.

Under the man's gaze of "I'm doing this for your own good", Qi Yu hesitated, hesitated, and finally agreed.

Just agreeing doesn't mean he can fully accept this process. After all, no matter how close the two of them are, Qi Yu has no memory of that time.

Although the situation was different now and he only needed to tolerate two fingers, he still felt ashamed. He lay on the bed with his pillow in his arms, feeling the cloth covering the wound being pulled down, and his ears exposed from between his hair turned red.

The sound of another man's breathing behind him reminded Qi Yu of the handprint on his waist.

Feng Ji was probably facing his back for a long time last night...

His ears were getting redder and redder, and he heard the sound of a man tearing open the bag.

"This medicine may feel a little hot after you apply it, but it's effective, so just bear with it."

Seeing him like this, Qi Yu didn't dare to look back at him and could only respond vaguely.

Not long after, Feng Ji half-knelt beside the bed, and his big and powerful hands, wrapped in a thick layer of ointment, probed into the wound that had been rubbed too much and was already sore.

The ointment seemed to contain mint, and it felt cool to the touch, blending with the warmth of the man's fingers. Pressing across the engorged skin, it left a translucent film. The medicinal properties were potent, and the deeper he dug into the wound, the more strange sensations intertwined, nearly causing Qi Yu to cry out in pain.

I shouldn't have agreed to let him apply the medicine for me. Qi Yu bit his lip tightly, and his eyes instantly became wet.

It feels so bloated, numb, painful, and weird.

He hugged the pillow and his body began to tremble slightly again.

His appearance, posture, and even his trembling body were extremely familiar. Feng Ji's breathing became tight, and he even increased the strength of his hands as he rubbed the ointment in circles, which was a bit harsh.

The wound on Hongyuezhong was already very sensitive, and being treated like this suddenly almost made Qi Yu cry.

The young man turned around and glared at him with an angry look on his face. His beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with water. This glare made Feng Ji feel as if an electric shock had passed through his body, and he felt extremely comfortable.

"I'm sorry, this is my first time applying medicine to someone, so I was a little heavy-handed. I'll definitely be gentler next time, so don't be angry."

The man knew when to stop. After apologizing, he tried to bring up a topic to divert his attention. "Last night, after you fell asleep, you started crying when I hugged you. I was afraid you might get respiratory alkali poisoning, so I didn't take you to Qingwangli. I won't do that next time."

What do you mean by next time? I haven’t even agreed to it yet, so how can it be next time?

Qi Yu didn't want to pay any attention to him at all.

Okay, I don't want to talk about this topic. Feng Ji changed the subject, "Have you thought about what I said this morning?"

"Didn't you tell me to take my time to think about it? How long has it been?" Qi Yu's muffled voice came from the pillow, full of dissatisfaction.

I don’t want to talk about this either.

Feng Ji was silent for a moment, then continued, "I've already sent someone to check the surveillance footage at that bar. The two people who drugged you last night got away early, and the police are chasing them. They should be able to catch them in the next two days."

After waking up today, Qi Yu has been in a state of tiredness and shock. His mind is full of "I actually slept with the boss", and he couldn't remember the fact that the two people drugged him for a while.

Before the victim could react, Feng Ji had already taken action.

The ointment was almost applied, Feng Ji wiped his hands and gently helped him up from the bed.

Qi Yu sat slightly sideways, looked at Feng Ji and said sincerely, "Thank you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large dry hand was placed on his head, rubbing it gently.

"You're welcome. Are you hungry? I'll go make you some food."

Qi Yu was not used to his intimate gestures, so she moved back unnoticed and said, "I'm hungry, but there's no food at home. I'll just order takeout."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Ji's cell phone rang.

"The food I ordered is here." The man waved his phone at him and turned to walk out. "If you're still sleepy, go back to sleep for a while. I'll call you when the food is ready."

After saying that, he walked out of the door.

Qi Yu was still sitting on the bed in a daze.

He clearly hadn't agreed to Feng Ji's request yet, so how could this man come in so naturally and offer to cook for him, as if he were the other male owner of the house.

Even if we take a step back and say that he has already promised Feng Ji, even if that's the case, they are just friends with benefits, a relationship of pure sexual exchange. How could she not go out of her way to cook for him?

It's like they are in love...

In the kitchen, the man put on the apron that was more than one size too small for him. Not long after, the sound of cooking could be heard outside.

The area where the ointment had just been applied was still swollen and growing. Perhaps the ointment had begun to take effect, as it felt hot with every movement. Qi Yu couldn't sit or stand, so he had to lie pitifully on his side in bed, ready to watch some mindless videos to clear his mind.

Not long after I opened a certain audio app and started browsing, a call from an unfamiliar number popped up in the notification bar.

The incoming call's IP address was from Beijing, and the number was a normal 11 digits long. It didn't look like a scam. Qi Yu hesitated for a moment, but then picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey!! It's me, Senior! I'm Chen Xiaodong!!!"

As soon as I picked up the phone, an urgent voice came from the other end.

"Senior, are you okay? I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. If I had known Liu Yang was that kind of person, I would never have let him take my place. I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. Senior, are you okay?"

Chen Xiaodong, Qi Yu didn't expect that he would find his phone number.

When he discovered Chinese medicine, he once suspected whether Daniel Chan was in cahoots with Little Mustache, but when he thought about it carefully, the kid was still studying at Peking University, and he probably worked part-time at the bar just because he was interested in cocktail making.

The probability that a Peking University student with a bright future would collude with two people from society to commit such illegal and criminal acts is almost zero.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Qi Yu comforted him.

"Senior!! Senior, are you really okay?! I heard from the boss that Liu Yang and that customer who often comes to the store to harass female students drugged your wine. Someone asked to check the surveillance footage last night, and when the boss contacted them, they found that Liu Yang had turned off his phone and ran away!"

Chen Xiaodong's tone was filled with indignation. "I'm so angry. I shouldn't have agreed to switch classes with him. I almost got you hurt. I'm sorry, senior. I'm so glad you're okay."

His voice was about to break as he spoke, so Qi Yu had no choice but to hold the phone further away. "It's really okay, don't blame yourself."

It's really nothing, I just got scolded by my boss.

"Senior, I'm sorry for you. I'll treat you to a meal to make amends. My living expenses this month plus my part-time salary still leave me 4,500. You can eat whatever you want. I'm sorry, sorry."

"No need to treat me, keep the money for yourself." Qi Yu pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache, "I haven't asked you yet, where did you get my phone number?"

"I asked the counselor for it." Chen Xiaodong said embarrassedly, "I was very worried about you after I learned about this, but I don't have your contact information, so I can only ask the counselor... I'm sorry, senior, am I too presumptuous? If you don't like it, I will delete the phone records later and promise not to bother you!"

He had to say sorry at least twice in every sentence. Qi Yu could tell he was really blaming himself, so he tried to comfort him again, "It's okay, it's okay, you can save the phone number if you want. They didn't succeed, and if they are caught, the law will punish them. This matter has nothing to do with you, so stop saying sorry."

"Okay, good senior, I get it. Wuwuwuwuwuwu, senior, you are really beautiful and kind-hearted."

Qi Yu glanced at the time and said, "If there's nothing else, just hang up. It's time to go to the cafeteria to grab some food."

Chen Xiaodong praised him without thinking, "Senior, you are really amazing. As expected of you. After so long since graduation, you still remember that it is difficult to get a place in the school cafeteria. I'm going to die now. Goodbye, senior!"

Qi Yu: "Bye."

After the call was hung up, his ears finally became quiet. Qi Yu put down his phone and was about to continue watching videos when he looked up and was startled by the tall figure at the door.

Feng Ji stood there at some point, his shoulders leaning against the door frame, his eyes half-hidden by the shadow cast by his brow, and he was completely silent, staring at him for who knows how long.

Their eyes met in the air, and Feng Ji asked, "Who are you talking to on the phone? Liang Nanxing?"

Qi Yu denied it, a little puzzled, "Why do you think it was him?"

Feng Ji stepped in and said, "I heard him call you senior."

Except for Liang Nanxing, no one around Qi Yu calls him senior.

Qi Yu was silent for a moment, then replied, "It's not Liang Nanxing, it's another junior student."

"..." The man's steps towards him paused, his already unattractive expression suddenly darkened even further, and he asked in a resentful tone, "Where do you get so many good students?"

"..." Qi Yu didn't know what the hell was wrong with him. After all, any male student who entered school after him was his junior.

Feng Ji simply didn't dwell on this topic any further. He just said, "The meal is ready," and helped the person to the living room.

It was a simple meal of three dishes and one soup. As soon as Qi Yu left the room, he smelled the aroma of home-cooked food.

Feng Ji was still wearing an apron. After helping him sit down, he started busily serving rice and making soup.

Qi Yu looked at the man busy going back and forth, and had a strange feeling that this boss who was a big shot in the business world had a strong smell of a husband.

It also reminded him of the inappropriate times when he was a child, when his neighbors who felt sorry for him invited him to their homes for dinner, and he could see such heartwarming scenes in every household.

An unfamiliar emotion suddenly surged in his heart. Qi Yu picked up a piece of shredded potatoes with chopsticks and began to eat in silence.

Last night's exercise was excessive, and this was the first meal of the day, so Qi Yu had added a meal for the first time. The two of them had three dishes and a soup, and they swept the plates clean.

After dinner, Feng Ji took out another box of anti-inflammatory medicine and told him to swallow it with water after a while.

That medicine was not a common anti-inflammatory drug on the market. Qi Yu had never seen it before, so he read the instructions carefully before taking it.

The side effects column for the drug states that in addition to possibly causing nausea and vomiting, a small number of people may also feel sleepy after taking it. It is forbidden to take it before working at heights or driving.

Qi Yu felt that he was not one of the minority. However, after returning to his room and taking two pills, he soon fell asleep on the bed with his pillow in his arms and fell unconscious.

When Feng Ji came to his room after washing the dishes, he saw Qi Yu sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

The air conditioner in the room was turned up high, and the young man on the bed seemed a little hot, with a faint layer of pink appearing on his fair face.

Feng Ji lowered the temperature by two degrees, then half-knelt in front of the bed, staring at the person without blinking.

Compared to the passionate and distracted look of last night, the quiet Qi Yu now is the look that Feng Ji is most familiar with.

He never thought that the thing he had imagined countless times would happen in such an unexpected situation. Although he was angry about Qi Yu being drugged, deep in his heart, he hid a trace of relief in a despicable way.

I'm glad he saved Qi Yu. I'm also glad that this accident allowed their relationship to take a big step forward that they had never dared to imagine.

And after knowing everything, Qi Yu's reaction was not disgust, but... self-blame?

If it weren't for the self-blame, the first thing Qi Yu would have done after waking up would have been to get angry at him, instead of feeling that he had been implicated and only daring to secretly slip his resignation letter through the crack of the door.

Feng Ji stared straight at the unconscious person on the bed, at the slightly open, watery lips, and couldn't help but raise his hand and put a finger in like a possessed person.

The man sighed as his knuckles were wrapped in softness, "Why are you so soft-hearted, baby..."

The fingers continued to stretch deeper uncontrollably, and the fingertips touched a small watery red tongue, stirring it viciously.

The index finger was wet with saliva in the mouth, as if it was covered with a layer of sweet frosting.

Feng Ji had tasted this lip only once last night, but he was too greedy and kissed it too quickly and hard. Qi Yu said that he would not let him kiss her a second time no matter what. As soon as he kissed her, tears started to fall. Feng Ji was so distressed that he had to follow his wishes and did not kiss her a second time the whole night.

But just one kiss wouldn't be enough, I couldn't even taste it.

His breathing gradually became heavier. The man slowly withdrew his fingers from the wet and hot lips, placed them to his lips, and licked them.

Sweet, like honey.

I want to kiss, hug, and do even more extreme things.

Today is almost over, why hasn’t Qi Yu agreed to him yet?

Why didn’t Qi Yu agree to him?

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The author has something to say: I saw many wives throwing nutrient solution to ask me to add more chapters, and I also want to do an activity where I can add more chapters as much nutrient solution as I need, but I have no more manuscripts saved orz Every day is a life-and-death speed code [hug] This activity is so far away for a procrastinator like me

(But you will still irrigate me with nutrient solution, right? [hug] (I mean hug, not pinch)