Chapter 27 Jealousy (×) Seeking Benefits (√) You all have to take off your clothes later...
Qi Yu's body had not fully recovered yet, and Feng Ji finally did not knock on the door. He was almost rubbing his hands at home until he was almost rubbing them to death, and finally freed his hands with the help of the underwear with the strongest smell.
The next morning, Qi Yu met Feng Ji in the underground garage, and saw the man with an unsatisfied expression.
Qi Yu ignored the accusing look from his boss, stepped forward, opened the back door for Feng Ji, and spoke again in his usual businesslike tone, "Boss Feng, get in the car."
Feng Ji was so angry that his teeth itched, but remembering the first of the three rules, he could only pretend to be calm and composed as before and got into the car first.
Qi Yu got on the bus from the other side and sat down in his seat without changing his expression.
The medicine Feng Ji brought was left at his house. After asking Feng Ji to leave yesterday, Qi Yu reluctantly applied it again, and today he was almost fully healed.
However, the marks on other parts of his body were difficult to remove. In such a hot day, Qi Yu had no choice but to dig out a turtleneck from the bottom of the closet and put it on.
The Maybach slowly drove out of the basement. In the narrow space of the back seat, a pair of eyes, as if real, kept wandering over the young man.
Qi Yu couldn't contain himself under his gaze. He turned his head with a forced smile and looked back. "Mr. Feng, the weather is nice today. You should take in the scenery outside the window."
Feng Ji seemed to not understand what he said and replied, "The weather is nice, but the sun is very strong. Why is Special Assistant Qi wearing a turtleneck?"
Qi Yu: “…”
Don’t you know why I’m wearing a turtleneck?
The driver listened to all this, thinking they were just chatting. He interjected, quite chattily, "It's really hot today, almost 40 degrees. I heard it's the hottest day in Beijing these days. I beg you to wear so many clothes, but don't leave the air-conditioned room, or you'll get a heat rash."
Qi Yu: “…”
So silent.
The silence was like a crow flying overhead, leaving behind six pitch-black dots.
The driver was good at observing people's expressions and noticed that something was amiss in the atmosphere.
He glanced cautiously at the interior mirror.
Then he saw that the usually polite and well-behaved Special Assistant Qi had his chest heaving, his face was full of anger, and he rolled his eyes at President Feng.
Looking at President Feng again, he wasn’t angry even when his subordinates rolled their eyes at him, and he even smiled a little... lasciviously?
The driver silently withdrew his gaze and closed his mouth.
As drivers, in addition to having good driving skills, the most important thing is to be able to pretend to be blind.
…
What happened in the car seemed to really make Qi Yu very angry. From the time he got off the car to the time he went to the office, he didn't say a word to Feng Ji.
Although Qi Yu looked good with a cold face, Feng Ji obviously didn't want to receive this cold face.
As they walked through the secretariat, the two received constant greetings.
Qi Yu's special outfit attracted the attention of the secretariat members, and several colleagues who were closest to Qi Yu naturally noticed that he seemed to be in poor health.
After Qi Yufengji walked into the office, Liang Nanxing gently knocked on Liu Yu's desk and asked in a low voice, "What happened to Special Assistant Qi?"
Liu Yu waved her hand. "Maybe I didn't sleep well, so I'm feeling grumpy when I wake up."
Who can have a good mood at work?
The image of Qi Yu wearing a turtleneck kept flashing back in Liang Nanxing's mind. He murmured softly, "Really..."
But even if he was in a bad mood after waking up, wouldn’t it be hot for the senior to wear a turtleneck in such hot weather?
The office door closed and the lock made a crisp "click" sound when it returned to its place.
Qi Yu turned around and was about to walk towards the desk when a familiar male body pressed down in front of him.
Feng Ji had rarely worn perfume today. The cool, woody scent lingered in his nose, a familiar aroma. It was the same Chanel Bleu that Qi Yu had given him for his birthday last year.
Qi Yu felt that Feng Ji did it on purpose.
The day after they confirmed their relationship as bed partners, I specially sprayed the perfume he gave me.
The flame burning in my heart because of anger seemed to gradually die down.
"Boss Feng." Qi Yu leaned against the heavy walnut door and raised his hand to hold the man's approaching body. "Please move aside."
Feng Ji leaned forward a little more so that the hand resting on his chest could better fit the curve of his arched muscles.
He lowered his head in a flattering manner, and rubbed the tip of his nose against the young man's hair, like a big dog rubbing its head against its owner. "I was wrong. I shouldn't have teased you like that in the car just now. Don't be angry, okay?"
The man's hot breath sprayed on his cheek. Qi Yu tilted his head, avoiding Feng Ji's expectant gaze, and said in the same tone as usual, "Boss Feng, this is at the company. Don't forget what you promised me yesterday."
Feng Ji paused after hearing this, then slowly straightened his upper body and pressed his thin lips into a line. "There are only two of us in the office, so it's not possible?"
Qi Yu: "As long as it's in the company, it's not allowed."
"Okay." The man took a deep breath and took a step back. The pleasant woody fragrance also left Qi Yu's territory as he retreated.
"It's nine o'clock. Let's go to work, Mr. Qi."
Qi Yu walked calmly to his desk, bent down slightly to tidy up the documents on the desk, and his eyes drifted to the opposite side of the desk imperceptibly.
From his angle, he could only see half of Feng Ji's face. His eyelids were drooping, and the corners of his mouth were turned down, clearly showing displeasure.
Qi Yu withdrew his gaze, but did not stop sorting the things in his hands.
Feng Ji had promised him personally to keep his distance in the company. The president of a group actually got angry because he was not allowed to rub shoulders with him. He was more unreasonable than a primary school student.
Don't spoil it, let it hang out for a while first.
Feng Ji was sitting behind his desk on the other end. He waited for a long time but Qi Yu didn't take the initiative to talk to him. He couldn't help but look at the black computer screen that had not been turned on.
It’s obvious from this expression that he’s angry. Didn’t Qi Yu see it?
Although they agreed to continue getting along at the company as before, the relationship between the two was no longer the same as before. His sex partner was angry, but Qi Yu didn't show any reaction?
Feng Ji pursed his lips and tilted his head to look.
Qi Yu was looking at the document in his hand seriously, not even glancing at him.
He said that we would get along like before, and he really did what he said.
The last time he was angry, Qi Yu really didn't talk to him for the whole afternoon. In the end, he couldn't hold it in anymore and took the initiative to find the other party.
Feng Ji felt depressed and felt that he was asking for too much.
They are now friends with benefits and bed partners, or to put it bluntly, they have a physical connection. Qi Yu has no obligation to coax him or give him emotional value.
That's something that only happens between couples.
Therefore, he was actually crossing the line by sulking here, and Qi Yu was right to ignore him.
It was a rare occasion that Feng Ji didn't get into work mode right after he got to work. Instead, he sat silently at his workstation for a long time, his mind wandering, and finally he forced himself to figure something out.
He raised his head again and looked at the young man across the desk.
Sunlight shines through the giant floor-to-ceiling windows onto the young man's face, cutting his superior and upturned facial features into a colorful picture of light and shadow. He has fair skin and red lips, so beautiful that one glance at him will make one's breath stop.
Feng Ji stared at him infatuatedly, his eyes constantly lingering on the young man's face, and the words he wanted to say stopped in his throat.
After a long while, Qi Yu pushed his chair forward, and the computer blocked most of his face. Only then did Feng Ji wake up from his daze.
He was about to speak and find a random topic to talk to Qi Yu, but three soft sounds were heard outside the office, interrupting his actions.
Someone is knocking on the door.
The office door was not locked. Qi Yu raised his voice and said, "Come in."
After a while, the door was pushed open and a tall, young figure appeared at the door. After greeting Feng Ji, the man looked straight at Qi Yu, "Assistant Qi, I have something to talk to you about."
Liang Nanxing is Qi Yu's assistant. If he has something to do, Qi Yu will naturally go with him to take a look.
Under Feng Ji's gaze, Qi Yu stood up leisurely and walked out of the office with Liang Nanxing, leaving Feng Ji with a back that showed no emotion.
After the two left, the man's face darkened gradually.
As a man, he could naturally sense what was in Liang Nanxing's eyes when he looked at Qi Yu.
He didn't think he was worse than Liang Nanxing, not to mention that Qi Yu and he were now one.
However, a young, sunny and handsome man who had once fought side by side with Qi Yu in the tutor group for the national award and who was his direct junior who came to the company after graduation was obviously not an easy person to deal with.
At this moment, Feng Ji regretted very much that he did not directly veto Liang Nanxing's employment.
Now, this person has become Qi Yu's assistant and is the second closest person to Qi Yu in the company besides him, the boss.
Adding the title of junior fellow student makes it even more amazing.
Jealousy grows more intense as a relationship becomes closer.
If he wasn't afraid of Qi Yu getting angry, he could just find a reason and ask the Human Resources Department to inform Liang Nanxing that he had failed his probation period and that he could take his salary and leave the company.
He really had no intention of working when no one was around.
Feng Ji stood up, took out a coffee cup from the cabinet, and walked towards the door with an expressionless face.
Since his assistant who can make coffee for him is not here, it is normal for him to go to the tea room to make coffee himself.
No matter what, it will not delay the conversation between Special Assistant Qi and his assistant.
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"Nanxing, is there something wrong with calling me out?"
Qi Yu followed Liang Nanxing to the other person's workstation and glanced at the neatly arranged documents on the table. "Which document has the problem?"
Liang Nanxing glanced at the closed office door and spoke in a low voice, as if a little embarrassed, "Senior, this is not a work issue. Can you please not laugh at me when I say this to you?"
Although Qi Yu was puzzled, he nodded and said, "You go ahead."
Liang Nanxing looked at his pale face seriously and said, "When I greeted you this morning, I felt that your expression was not right. Sister Liu Yu said it was because you were grumpy when you woke up, but when we were competing for the national award, you were always the first one to come. I have always noticed that you were grumpy when you woke up, so I was a little worried that something had happened to you."
"Senior, did anyone bully you?"
"..." Qi Yu paused for a moment, a hateful face appearing in his mind. He then shook his head and made up an excuse to deny it. "No, I'm fine. Maybe the sun this morning stung my eyes, so my expression looks a little off. Thank you for your concern."
The smile on Liang Nanxing's lips froze for a moment, and he changed the subject imperceptibly. "I'm glad you're okay, Senior. The sun is really strong today. But it's so hot, why are you wearing a turtleneck? You'll easily get heatstroke if you go outside."
The previous topic was easy to deal with, but this topic made Qi Yu not know how to answer for a moment.
He touched his neck and said perfunctorily, "Nothing, it's just that there are a lot of mosquitoes in the summer, and there are a few bites on my neck that don't look good, so I just covered it up with a turtleneck."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a click from the office door behind him.
Qi Yu and Liang Nanxing turned their heads at the same time and saw Feng Ji holding a coffee cup in his hand and walking towards the tea room with an expressionless face.
Qi Yu was silent for a moment in his heart.
There is a coffee machine in the office, but he still has to pretend to go to the tea room outside.
Seeing Qi Yu's attention drawn to Feng Ji, Liang Nanxing frowned slightly and spoke again, "Senior, any insect bite that's so severe requires a high collar to cover it. I have a special ointment for mosquito bites. Why don't you fold your collar down a few times and I'll help you apply the ointment. It works very well."
He is such a warm-hearted and good junior, but the marks under his high collar are really not presentable to others and will be exposed if he folds it.
Qi Yu took a step back unnoticed, smiled and declined, "No, I've already applied the medicine."
If it were someone else, they would have moved on from the topic after being rejected. However, Liang Nanxing, who was usually very observant, seemed not to understand the rejection in Qi Yu's words and spoke again, "You should use it, senior. If you don't deal with it in time, it will leave a mark and it will be bad."
Qi Yu frowned slightly, not understanding why Liang Nanxing was so interested in his neck under his high collar. He refused again, "Thank you for your kindness, but I really don't need it."
Liang Nanxing: "Senior——"
"Are you done talking?" A deep male voice interrupted Liang Nanxing with a cross foot.
Feng Ji came out of the tea room at some point, with one hand on Qi Yu's shoulder, his big palm loosely gripping the thin shoulder. His condescending look was full of oppression.
"The marketing department submitted their proposal, so we're going to hold an extra meeting to prepare."
This sentence was said to Qi Yu.
Qi Yu replied "yes" and then looked at Liang Nanxing. His tone sounded much colder than before. "Please organize the tables in the database and send them to me before the meeting ends."
After that, he added: "Don't mention things that are not related to work next time."
Feng Ji stood behind him, and upon hearing that, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.
As a result, the next second, his hand on Qi Yu's shoulder was shaken off.
Before Qi Yu went back, he glanced at the empty coffee cup in the man's hand, and felt even more speechless.
I went to the tea room and found that there wasn't even a coffee bean in the cup, and I didn't even know how to put it in a way that looked real.
The two turned around and went back to the office to prepare for the impromptu meeting.
Liang Nanxing stood there, looking at their backs as they walked side by side, and clenched his hands that were hanging by his sides into fists.
What kind of bug bite is so severe that you need to hide it with a turtleneck in the dog days of summer? Are those marks hidden by the dark fabric really just bug bites?
What Liang Nanxing couldn't ignore was Qi Yu's lips.
Ever since he met Qi Yu, his whole body was glowing white, even his lips were lighter than those of ordinary people, and this had remained the same for ten years.
But today, those lips were not only bright red, but when you got close you could see they were slightly swollen, as if someone had been sucking, licking and kissing them hard.
Could it be that this is also caused by mosquito bites?
And Feng Ji Ziran's arm that just now rested on Qi Yu's shoulder...
With every detail he recalled, Liang Nanxing clenched his fists tighter.
It was not until he stood for too long and Liu Yu called his name from behind that he sat down in a daze.
The atmosphere between them was obviously not like this during the team-building activity. How come it became so ambiguous just one weekend after the activity?
His absent-mindedness caught Liu Yu's attention. She had a good impression of this new handsome junior, so she asked with some concern, "What's wrong, Nanxing? Are you feeling unwell? You've been looking pale since just now. Did you skip breakfast and have low blood sugar? I have some probiotic gummies here. Chew a few for emergency use."
Liang Nanxing turned around with a fake smile and gave Liu Yu an embarrassed smile, "Maybe I have a little hypoglycemia. Sister Yu, please help me."
"That's no big deal, just a few candies." Liu Yu grabbed a handful of individually packaged soft candies from her drawer and placed them on Liang Nanxing's workstation, patting him on the shoulder. "You'll have a lot of work to do in the future, and you might not be able to handle it. Make sure to eat breakfast next time."
"I understand, Sister Yu." Liang Nanxing peeled a candy, put it in his mouth and chewed it as if to vent his anger.
The sweetness diluted the depression in his heart. Liang Nanxing's chest rose and fell, and he silently recited words to comfort himself.
Although the atmosphere was not right, he understood Qi Yu.
If Qi Yu was such an easy person to win over, he would have won her over when he was in college. How could it be the turn of Feng Ji, an old man who was almost 30 years old?
He is now Qi Yu's only assistant. Once he becomes a regular employee, he will have plenty of opportunities in the future.
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Because the marketing department was so efficient and produced a plan in advance, the workload on an otherwise ordinary day suddenly increased. In addition to adding a few meetings at short notice, more adjustments were made to the details.
Paying attention to details was the most tiring, which resulted in Feng Ji not being able to say a few words to Qi Yu other than about work throughout the day.
When I got off work, it was already dark outside the window.
Qi Yu was obviously tired. He had just drunk wine with ingredients in it the day before yesterday, and was eaten clean inside and out while being pressed on the bed. He didn't rest for long and then went around like a wheel all day long. Now that he was in the car, he really couldn't hold on any longer. He didn't say a word, leaning back on the chair with his eyes half closed.
The driver silently turned down the music and drove more steadily.
It was not until the Maybach stopped in the underground garage that Qi Yu opened his eyes tiredly and got out of the car one after another with Feng Ji.
The elevator was silent. Qi Yu could sense the occasional glances from the man next to him, but he lacked the motivation to ask.
It wasn't until the elevator stopped on the eleventh floor, in front of Feng Ji's house, that the man took action.
A hand grabbed his wrist that was hanging by his side and pulled him out of the elevator without warning.
Before Qi Yu could come to his senses, he was embraced in a broad and warm embrace.
The woody scent of cedar filled Qi Yu's nostrils. He tilted his head and saw the man clasping his arms tightly around his waist and back, burying his face in his shoulders, and taking a deep, heavy breath.
Qi Yu felt very strange when he was sucked, and he always felt like he was sucking a cat.
But he didn't struggle. This embrace was reliable and made him feel comfortable.
The two of them hugged each other in front of the door for a while, until Feng Ji had sucked enough, then he let go and took the person out of his arms.
Qi Yu looked at the man's handsome face and said, "Boss Feng, I should go home."
Feng Ji held him tightly, showing no intention of letting go. "Stay at my house tonight, okay?"
Without waiting for Qi Yu to speak, he immediately added: "We are not in the company now."
"..." Qi Yu was helpless, "Then I'll go back and get some pajamas."
Feng Ji wanted to tell me the truth, but when he thought of the things hidden in his closet, he swallowed his words back.
Qi Yu went home to get his pajamas and underwear and found Feng Ji still waiting for him at the door.
Inexplicably, Qi Yu hesitated as he stepped out of the elevator. "Boss Feng, I'm very tired today. If you want to do it, I'd better go home."
"No." Feng Ji came up and took his hand, "You don't have to work hard, I can serve you."
Qi Yu's expression went blank for a moment.
Forgive his limited knowledge of sex/love, as he couldn't think of any image that matched what Feng Ji said.
But since Feng Ji said he wouldn’t do it, he probably really wouldn’t do it, right?
Qi Yu hesitated for a moment, but still followed him into the room.
From Yulong Bay to Fengshi, Qi Yu was picked up and dropped off by car. He stayed in the air-conditioned room the whole day. Except for the short distance in the underground garage which was very stuffy, although Qi Yu was wearing a turtleneck, he actually did not sweat much.
But Qi Yu was used to washing his hair every day, so it took some time.
Not long after he came out of the master bathroom after taking a shower, Feng Ji also came out of the guest bathroom.
She was still wearing a bath towel on the lower body and nothing on the upper body.
Qi Yu was about to put away the dirty clothes when he paused and suddenly realized that from the day before yesterday until now, except for today when Feng Ji wore a shirt to go to work, it seemed that he was shirtless every time he appeared in front of him.
Qi Yu didn't quite understand, "Boss Feng, why aren't you wearing any clothes on your upper body?"
Feng Ji seemed even more confused, "I'll have to take it off later anyway, why put it on?"
Qi Yu was as if facing a formidable enemy, "Didn't you say you wouldn't do it?"
Feng Ji curled his lips and laughed softly, "Taking off clothes doesn't mean we have to make love."
"There are many ways I can make you happy."
Qi Yu inexplicably felt a sense of danger, so he stopped talking and went into the bedroom alone.
They had just messed around in this bed not long ago, and now the quilt covers and sheets were changed, with no sign of the mess from that morning.
Qi Yu stood by the bed in silence for a moment, then crawled to the side where he usually slept.
He had slept on Feng Ji's bed twice in total, and both times he slept on this side, so it could be considered that he slept there regularly.
The body was very fragile after experiencing love for the first time, and Qi Yu only realized this today.
After just a few more meetings, he felt exhausted, a far cry from his former energy. As soon as he covered himself with the quilt and leaned back against the soft pillow, he couldn't help but feel sleepy.
Even though he was very sleepy, Feng Ji's words still lingered in his mind, making him unable to sleep well. He had to open his eyes with great effort from time to time to see if Feng Ji had returned.
I don’t know how long this went on, but in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, Qi Yu seemed to hear some rustling sounds.
The sound seemed very close, yet very far away, making him frown and want to open his eyes to see.
But his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. He tried hard for a long time, and the blurry vision gradually became clear.
When he saw the scene clearly, Qi Yu was shocked.
The quilt that was originally covering him had arched into a huge arc at some point, and the rustling sound came from this.
His mind was still confused at the moment, and he wanted to call Feng Ji reflexively.
However, before he could utter the name, he felt a familiar hand entering his waist and abdomen. The hand had calluses on it and rubbed his soft abdomen hard, making Qi Yu groan. Then the hand moved down, fastened the elastic band of his pajamas, and pulled it down.
Only then did Qi Yu realize that the person he was looking for had been under the quilt all along.
"Feng Ji! What are you doing...?" Mr. Feng stopped shouting. Qi Yu tried to lift the quilt with shaking hands, but he couldn't do it.
A low laugh from the man was heard from the quilt. It was a little muffled, but loud enough for Qi Yu to hear clearly.
"Didn't I just say that I will serve you tonight?"
"But... Ugh...!"
Qi Yu wanted to say something, but the next second he seemed to have suffered a great shock.
His eyes widened, and the unspoken words turned into gasps. His toes curled up violently and he began to tremble.
The friction of fabric in the quilt became louder, but Qi Yu could no longer pay attention to such an insignificant thing.
Feng Ji...how could he do such a thing while he was sleeping?
Are you that greedy?
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