Her underwear needed to be folded, and her coats were hung.
An Zixu does this job every day. He would sit beside her bed and fold her inner wear one by one as if they were works of art, making them flat and beautiful.
Watching him fold clothes is a pleasure.
But he noticed her gaze and his muscles tensed up.
Guan Yan got playful and said something shocking: "Why didn't you throw away the underwear I asked you to throw away?"
She has a special underwear washing machine and changes her underwear every three months. In real life, in June this year, when Guan Yan was resting in his room, she found that he had packed all the underwear she asked him to change in boxes and placed them in the drawer in the middle of the bed.
After some interrogation, we found out that An Zixu had been doing this for a long time.
With a plop, the thin knitted item in An Zixu's hand fell onto the bed. His face flushed and he explained, "I'm sorry, Miss. I'll throw it away later."
Guan Yan lay on the bed with her feet up and her elbows supporting the bed, her hands supporting her cheeks as she looked at him and asked, "Why are you keeping my underwear?"
It was autumn now, and she would change into knee-length pajamas for her nap. An Zixu's hurried eyes unconsciously lingered on her raised calves, and then on her pink and tender heels and toes.
Her legs were crossed and dangling in the air, swaying as if they could burn people, burning his eyes and his entire body.
He felt a lump in his throat and begged cautiously and humbly, "Miss, I was wrong. Please don't fire me. Please, I promise I won't do this again..."
He saw with his own eyes that she fired a maid who had stolen her clothes. At that time, she was completely different from her usual easy-going self. She was cold and distant, and would not tolerate any questioning.
This was absolutely right and wrong, it was his problem, he couldn't say what he had done with her underwear, he could only ask her not to fire him.
His voice was soft and weak, and at this moment he no longer sounded like a male mother, but rather like a fragile and pitiful little animal.
Guan Yan was extremely mean and didn't really want to be gentle with women. He tapped her cheek with his fingertips and said indifferently, "Give me a reason not to fire you. Why would I let a pervert stay by my side?"
Don't think that just because she forgave him later, it means that his behavior was right. It was so unpleasant that he secretly used her old underwear to do that kind of thing. He should be severely punished.
An Zixu's face turned pale when he heard the word "pervert", completely different from his usual dignified and self-possessed image. He replied with a trembling voice: "You can deduct my salary, or I don't need any salary from now on. Please keep me here. I have no home, only you..."
Guan Yan was tired of holding up her hands, so she lowered her upper body, stretched out on the bed, and said to him, "Do I need your salary? If you are not satisfied with this reason, answer again."
An Zixu's eyes followed her skirt which was pulled up due to stretching, revealing a small part of her thigh. She was still wearing a suspender skirt and was lying there with her long black hair spread out on the bed.
Her flawless arms, slender neck and crescent-shaped collarbone looked even whiter, softer and more charming, as if they were glowing, attracting his eyes to stop and stare.
She just lay on the bed with her legs crossed and her arms stretched out to the sides, in a Y-shape. She was wearing such cool clothes that her body curves were clearly visible. She trusted him so much and was not on guard at all.
If it weren't for this critical moment, he didn't dare to think how happy he would be.
His hands hanging on the bed clenched her sweater little by little, and he used all his strength and reason to restrain his urge to rush over and kiss her.
An Zixu stood up, walked around to the right side of the bed, and knelt down. His knees hit the ground with a dull thud. He suppressed the bitterness in his heart and continued to beg for mercy:
"Please, miss, let me stay and take care of you. I'll do anything you ask me to do, as long as you can forgive me."
He thought that after he was fired, she might hire someone else to take care of her, who might be a woman or a man.
As for men, based on his understanding of her, she will most likely ask a more attractive person to stay by her side. It would be hard for the new life assistant not to have lustful thoughts about such a beautiful person when she is with her day and night.
Then you might end up like me, with a dark mind...
Or if he is braver than me and expresses his feelings to her directly, he may be fired like me, or he may be lucky enough to be noticed by her and become her husband.
He couldn't accept such a sequel. He felt so jealous just thinking about it that his whole body felt uncomfortable.
Guan Yan's hair was spread out on the side of the bed. She had washed her hair last night. He could clearly smell the fragrance of her hair while kneeling there. It was a sweet apple scent.
Guan Yan rolled over, placed the back of her right hand under her cheek, and lay sideways to look at him.
This makes her curves more obvious, forming several beautiful winding hills, and the already loose V-neck will fall downwards, revealing half of the snow-white bulge.
An claimed to be humble on the surface, but in fact he boldly stared at her exposed skin, observing her body without missing a single part, and his heartbeat was so fast that he could hardly bear it.
Guan Yan bit her lower lip. Her originally round and lovely almond-shaped eyes now tempted him like a hook. "Do you like to see it?"
An Zixu looked at her timidly but eagerly, feeling all the blood rushing to one place. He swallowed a little, and said with trembling lips, "I like it..."
Guan Yan suddenly said, "Take off your clothes."
He felt relieved when he heard that. Just taking off his clothes and he could continue to stay with her? Was this a punishment or a benefit?
An Zixu grabbed the loose, thin shirt and pulled it up, revealing his 36D breasts and a slender waist in stark contrast.
She looks thin when she is dressed, but has muscles when she is undressed.
Although he also works out, his big breasts are a natural gift. Even when he's not working out, they're bigger than those of those who have, often making her want to bury her face in them.
Guan Yan touched it and felt good, then continued to order: "Keep taking it off, all of it."
An Zixu felt a tingling sensation where she had touched him. He tried his best to hide the upturned corners of his mouth, unbuckled the belt of his sweatpants without hesitation, and knelt down to take them off.
Along with the piece of fabric inside.
Guan Yan moved herself to the edge of the bed and looked at his body from top to bottom.
Guan Yan's mouth seemed to be filled with poison as she commented, "It's really ugly."
In stark contrast to his comfortable and pleasing appearance, he is full of aggression and makes people feel oppressive.
An Zixu, who had been secretly delighted, lost all luster in his eyes upon hearing this. His mood plummeted to the bottom, and he lowered his head and replied bewilderedly, "I'm sorry, young lady, for staining your eyes."
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