Wow! What a white quilt!

On the first day, An Xia felt that his waist hurt, so Fu Qingchen was very "considerate" to ask for leave for him, and also asked for leave for himself.

On the second day, An Xia felt that his legs hurt, and Fu Qingchen extended their vacation without saying a word.

On the third day, An Xia started to have pain in his mouth...

On the fourth day, An Xia felt that he hurt everywhere! Especially the back of his neck hurt the most!

In just a few days, Fu Qingchen had bitten his neck countless times!

The posture can be changed, the scene can be changed, and he may stay in different places in this room when he opens his eyes and closes his eyes. The only thing that never changes is that Fu Qingchen holds his neck in his mouth and nibbles it randomly without any rules.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the sunlight seeped through the gaps in the thick curtains and fell on An Xia's hands.

It was a little hot, and it seemed that today was a rare good day in the cold winter.

Lying in the clean and comfortable quilt, An Xia stared at the pattern on the ceiling with his eyes wide open.

He had just looked at the date, and today was December 26th. He had missed Christmas perfectly.

He still remembered that someone had said that he would go home with him to visit his great-grandmother on Christmas Day.

Oh! Now the person who made the promise is still sleeping soundly with his eyes closed!

Forget about going home to visit his great-grandmother at Christmas. He has felt for several times in the past few days that he should go first and let his great-grandmother bury him!

[Totally without restraint! No humanity! No shame! No sympathy! No moral bottom line!]

An Xia looked at the ceiling while cursing Fu Qingchen in his heart for the evil he had done to him in the past few days.

In the past, he thought that the reactions after the events described in the novel, such as the difficulty in raising a hand, were exaggerated.

But after he personally experienced these things, An Xia realized that the novel was still too subtle after all.

Not only did he have back pain and thigh cramps, but he also had a numb mouth and a dry throat, and it was difficult for him to speak.

——Especially his waist, which had been overloaded for too long in the past two days.

[Kidney deficiency... always comes after overwork.]

An Xia thought of this famous gg word for no reason, and then turned over with great difficulty. It would have been

better if he didn't turn over. After turning over, all the muscles in his body began to ache, especially his waist. An Xia seemed to hear the groaning sound of his poor lumbar spine.

This time, An Xia finally understood what it meant to move the whole body.

His lower back, which had never been exercised much, made up for the amount of exercise he had in his life in these few days.

After waiting for a long time for him to turn over with a grin, he bumped into a pair of big chest muscles with impressive ups and downs as soon as he looked up.

An Xia's eyes were instantly attracted by the "magnificent view" in front of him

[Wow! Such white chest muscles! No, I mean such a big bed sheet, I really want to touch it...]

This statement proves that he is definitely not a gangster, he just simply admires some "beautiful" things.

Secondly, he wants to explain again that he is not a gangster, but everyone has a love of beauty, he just simply wants to touch it.

Finally, he is definitely not a gangster! This chest muscle is right in front of him, he just accidentally rubbed it!

[Hehehe...]

The owner of the chest muscle seems to be still asleep. Even with his eyes closed, An Xia can tell from Fu Qingchen's peaceful sleeping face how satisfied he has been these days.

Great! You are doing well!

The culprit who caused his back pain can sleep peacefully, so why shouldn't he, the victim, get some compensation?

An Xia covered his red and swollen mouth and laughed a few times, but finally succumbed to the temptation of the chest muscles.

Not only the chest muscles, but also the abdominal muscles, shark muscles, biceps... He wanted to touch them all!

Under the temptation of beauty, no matter how sore his physical muscles were, the "beauty-loving soul" in his heart was still hot.

Snap!

An Xia's two palms and ten fingers all slapped on the chest muscles that were only ten centimeters away from him. The warm and soft touch made An Xia sigh with satisfaction.

The fingers with long straight knuckles and a little powder on the fingertips were firmly covering the perfectly shaped muscles. The behavior that should have been very erotic was made even more funny by An Xia's laughter.

An Xia had actually wanted to do this a long time ago, but he was too "busy" these days. Even though he could see Fu Qingchen's chest muscles swaying in front of him all the time, he had no chance to touch them.

Today, he finally got this opportunity. Not only did he want to take a picture, he also wanted to pinch it!

An Xia smiled evilly, and suddenly bent all ten fingers! The beautiful blue veins on the back of his hand popped up!

[Aha! See if I pinch you or not!]

I pinch!

[Ah!!!]

Mr. Fu, who was still pretending to sleep, clenched his back teeth instantly!

In fact, Fu Qingchen had already woken up when An Xia turned over, but he did not open his eyes at the first time.

After three days and three nights of chaos, he finally found his conscience and decided to let An Xia have a good rest.

After hearing An Xia's accusation against him in her heart, Fu Qingchen became more determined not to open his eyes.

But he didn't expect that he had already decided to let An Xia go, but An Xia suddenly became lustful and fell in love with his chest muscles.

And he wanted to do something shameful to his chest muscles.

Sure enough, he knew that An Xia would never escape the temptation of his hot body!

Even if his back and thighs were cramped, he would still do it to himself.

Fu Qingchen's eyes were tightly closed, but his heart was already smiling. In order to better satisfy An Xia's little hooligan behavior, he quietly relaxed his body, trying to make An Xia happy and satisfied.

Just when An Xia's palm patted his chest muscles, Fu Qingchen couldn't help but secretly curl up a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.

——The next second, An Xia suddenly pinched hard with ten fingers!

Ten fingers sank deeply into the muscles, and then they pinched and grabbed fiercely!

"Hiss!!"

Fu Qingchen never dreamed that An Xia would suddenly do this to him. The most vulnerable part of his body suffered the most painful torture in the past few days. Mr. Fu immediately opened his eyes! As

soon as he opened his eyes, he saw An Xia's evil smile that he couldn't retract in time, and his two evil claws.

Two people, four eyes, looked at each other.

Fu Qingchen's chest muscles moved, and the muscles under his palms swelled, causing An Xia to pinch again subconsciously.

[……]

The silent silence seemed a bit suffocating at this time, embarrassing suffocation.

An Xia trembled and retracted his sinful hands. At the end, he patted his chest muscles under his palms as if he was not satisfied:

"Haha... Well done."

Fu Qingchen, who was praised, raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly grabbed the quilt covering the two of them and covered An Xia with it.

An Xia's eyes suddenly went dark, and before he could resist, he was pulled into the warm quilt by Fu Qingchen.

"Oh! My waist still hurts!"

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Another two days and two nights of chaos, when An Xia finally walked out of the bedroom in one piece, his poor little body had been completely squeezed out by Fu Qingchen.

But on the other hand, Fu Qingchen, this "fairy", was radiant and energetic, and it would not be a problem for him to do another 200 push-ups on the spot.

An Xia supported his aching waist with one hand and his crackling neck with the other, and walked into the living room step by step.

Five days and five nights... five days and five nights! One hundred and twenty hours! Seven thousand two hundred minutes! So many seconds!

God knows what kind of inhuman "torture" he went through in these five days!

Every inch of his muscle seemed to be rubbed and smoothed again. The moment his feet touched the ground, he even cried with joy.

Fu Qingchen, who had already washed up in advance, just came out of the bathroom and saw An Xia sitting on the sofa in the living room in a daze with a messy head of hair.

An Xia, who was confused, had not yet realized that the pajamas he was wearing were actually Fu Qingchen. He was just wrapped in Fu Qingchen's strong pheromones and thinking about life.

——[If... I mean if, if I break up with Fu Qingchen now on the grounds of lack of physical strength, will he agree?]

Fu Qingchen held a cup of hot milk, walked leisurely to An Xia in his home slippers and sat down:

"Unfortunately, there is no such if."

An Xia's legs reflexively weakened when he saw Fu Qingchen now, especially when he saw Fu Qingchen smiled at him, he was even more panicked. When

Mr. Fu smiled, life and death were unpredictable.

Who knew that behind this handsome smile was five days and five nights of sleepless nights.

An Xia took the cup of hot milk from Fu Qingchen with shaking sore hands.

Originally, his hands were a circle smaller than Fu Qingchen's, and they looked even more pitiful when shaking like this.

Just last night, he was forced to use his hands to help Fu Qingchen solve his physiological problems while sniffling.

It had been five days since he had been able to sit in this house and eat safely.

In these five days, Fu Qingchen had been playing a lot of tricks, and An Xia was overwhelmed by all kinds of tricks.

If An Xia hadn't known in his heart that Fu Qingchen was indeed an old virgin, he would have suspected that Fu Qingchen had someone outside, and a lot of people.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Fu not only had a talent for business, but also had an extraordinary talent for learning in that area.

After drinking a cup of sweet hot milk, An Xia finally felt a little full.

Fu Qingchen was staring at him covetously. Even if An Xia had deliberately swallowed as slowly as possible, the small cup of milk in his hand would still be finished.

As soon as he finished drinking, the empty cup in his hand was taken away by Fu Qingchen. Then he felt his body lighten, and he was held in Fu Qingchen's arms.

The two bodies fit perfectly. From behind, you could only see Fu Qingchen's back, and An Xia's figure was easily blocked.

Fu Qingchen buried his head in An Xia's shoulders and took a deep breath. In addition to the fresh shower gel scent on An Xia's body, he could only smell his own pheromones. This discovery made Fu Qingchen feel very satisfied.

An Xia was tightly surrounded by his pheromones from top to bottom, from inside to outside.

He lowered his eyelids again and looked at the back of An Xia's neck exposed to the air. It was covered with purple bite marks and tooth marks. These marks were more serious than when An Xia and he were in the hospital.

Fu Qingchen felt a tightness in his chest and lowered his head to gently rub his lips back and forth on the back of An Xia's neck.

After these few days of close contact, An Xia had become accustomed to Fu Qingchen's approach. Facing the strange feeling from the back of his neck, he just shook his body and then let it go.

Even if he was held in Fu Qingchen's arms like this, he could quickly and consciously adjust his posture to make himself lie more comfortably.

As he lay down, a dense feeling of fatigue quickly spread from his limbs to his bones. An Xia leaned back on Fu Qingchen's shoulder, and his head began to pecking at rice.

He hadn't had a chance to get a good night's sleep in the past few days. Now that he finally settled down for a while, he couldn't control his sleepiness immediately.

He couldn't stand it, he really couldn't stand it. If days like this continued for a few more days, he would die on the spot.

Not long after, An Xia's eyelids drooped, and he fell asleep in Fu Qingchen's arms in a daze.

Before going to bed, he seemed to hear Fu Qingchen whispering something in his ear, but he was really too sleepy. Fu Qingchen's whisper was like hypnosis. Not only did it not wake him up, but it made him sleep even more deeply.

In the blink of an eye, he was already lying on Fu Qingchen's passenger seat. Seeing him wake up, Fu Qingchen raised his hand and touched his red cheek:

"We can go to the restaurant for lunch in five minutes. I saw you were sleeping so soundly that I didn't wake you up.

I have already bought a meeting gift for grandma. I don't know what she likes, so I bought everything in the store."

An Xia, who had just woken up, was still hazy when she heard the first half of Fu Qingchen's sentence, but her eyes widened instantly when she heard the second half of his sentence.

No matter how sleepy I was, the second half of Fu Qingchen's sentence scared me away.

An Xia turned his head and looked at the back seat. Sure enough, he saw large and small packages of gifts piled on the seats. He had seen the packaging logos on some of the gift boxes before. The extremely expensive prices scared him so much that his eyes were even bigger than they are now!

"Why do I have to go see my great-grandmother all of a sudden? I'm not prepared at all!"

Fu Qingchen, who was driving, looked ahead. After hearing An Xia's question, he just shrugged his shoulders:

"Hasn't this been planned in the first place? Although it has been postponed for a few days due to some special reasons, I have already said hello to my great-grandmother. Let's go see her today."

While waiting for the traffic light, Fu Qingchen hugged An Xia, who was sitting there stupidly, and quickly pecked his still swollen mouth:

"Don't worry, I've prepared everything, and I'll definitely satisfy Grandma!"

An Xia, who was once again taken advantage of, was distracted by this handsome smile and almost nodded in agreement with Fu Qingchen.

Fortunately, as a workplace elite, he was still a little sober at this time:

"Wait a minute! When did you say hello to Grandma?

I remember you don't have her contact information!"

The eyes of An Xia, the secretary who was put on a turtleneck sweater while sleeping, gradually became sharp.

Fu Qingchen wouldn't lie to him, would he?

But facing his doubts, Fu Qingchen still looked relaxed:

"I've actually chatted with my great-grandmother for a while every day these days, and the old lady is very satisfied with me now."

An Xia was shocked: "Impossible! You've been... obviously hanging out with me these days, how, how can you have time to chat with your great-grandmother!"

When An Xia was halfway through his words, some inappropriate clips flashed through his mind, but he still stammered out his question.

Although he actually wanted to say "hanging out", he turned around and thought again, although Fu Qingchen was not a reliable person, he himself was still very reliable.

The word "hanging out" still didn't suit him very well.

And even though he hadn't been very clear-headed these past few days, he could still clearly remember that when Fu Qingchen was with him, he was quite focused!

Logically speaking, Fu Qingchen should not have had much time to contact his great-grandmother.

The most important thing is, how did Fu Qingchen get in touch with his great-grandmother!

It can't be a telepathic communication!

An Xia was thinking hard on this side, but Fu Qingchen casually pointed to the phone in his pocket:

"Although I don't have the great-grandmother's contact information, you do.

I only need a fingerprint to unlock it, and I can chat with the great-grandmother without any obstacles.

When you were asleep the night before yesterday, I made a video call with her. The great-grandmother told me that she finally found the second spring of her life."

Fu Qingchen thought about it, and added:

"And it's a sister-brother relationship. Her boyfriend just turned 90 this year. The two of them met when they were dancing in the square.

The great-grandmother also told me that she was waiting for you to come home to visit her and introduce her little boyfriend to you."

[What young boyfriend? He's already 90, older than your grandpa... Wait!]

"What the hell!!!" An Xia hadn't had time to recover from the fact that Fu Qingchen had used his fingerprint to unlock his phone behind his back, and he was shocked to find that his great-grandmother had found a second spring in life. "

Grandmother clearly told me before that she doesn't like relationships between men and women! She even rejected an old man who pursued her because of this!"

Compared to An Xia's face full of shock, Fu Qingchen's reaction was very calm:

"Have you heard of a saying that a strong woman is afraid of a clinging man.

Grandmother's current boyfriend is the old man who pursued her hard before."

An Xia was shocked again when he heard this. In just less than two minutes, his brain was already filled with a huge amount of information, and his brain CPU was almost burned.

When he followed Fu Qingchen into the restaurant, he still had a shocked expression on his face.

The restaurant waiter who came to greet them couldn't help but look at them several times when he saw him like this.

I have never seen Xiao Fu always bring a male companion to dinner before. Why is the sun rising from the west today?

And why does he think this male companion is a beta? The pheromones left by Xiao Fu on him are so dense that even their restaurant manager dare not easily get within one meter of the male companion.

An Xia, who was still confused, did not notice the strange looks people around him gave him and Fu Qingchen. If pheromones could be visualized, he would be a walking "big ball" at this moment.

The pheromones left by Fu Qingchen on him can cover him tightly, and not a single hair will be exposed.

But no matter how strong her pheromones were, An Xia could only smell the perfume on Fu Qingchen.

The restaurant Fu Qingchen booked was one of the favorite restaurants of the wealthy people in Haicheng, and the guests who came and went were either rich or noble.

Originally, everyone was just having an ordinary meal, but when Fu Qingchen and An Xia appeared in the restaurant, everyone who was still eating immediately cast their eyes on them.

Not to mention that Fu Qingchen's face was extremely impactful, coupled with his special identity, wherever he appeared, there would be a commotion.

But what shocked everyone the most today was An Xia, who was leaning against Fu Qingchen. To be precise... everyone was shocked by the strong pheromones on An Xia's body that were not concealed.

This pheromone...isn't it the pheromone of Fu Qingchen himself!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Fu Qingchen and An Xia have a deep relationship, but who on earth can make Fu Qingchen fall in love with him? It turns out that there is such a talented person in Haicheng. It's

only been a few days since they last saw each other. Did they accidentally miss a big melon ?

Some people who had business dealings with Fu Qingchen recognized An Xia beside Fu Qingchen at a glance:

"Isn't that Fu Qingchen's personal secretary! I still remember his name is An Xia!"

"What did you say that the person standing next to Fu Qingchen is his secretary? Could it be that Fu Qingchen came here to discuss business?"

"Don't be funny, open your eyes and take a good look at the distance between them. Fu Qingchen's hands are on the secretary's waist. Is this the right posture for business?

And the secretary still has Fu Qingchen's pheromones on her body. I can tell at a glance that their relationship is not simple!"

"The president fell in love with the pretty secretary. I didn't expect Fu Qingchen to be so kind."

Some people who like to roam in places of debauchery all year round suddenly became excited, and their eyes looking at An Xia were also lustful:

"I think the secretary seems to be good-looking, but I don't know if Fu Qingchen will be willing to give this secretary to me to play with when he gets tired of playing with her."

He said this without hesitation, and his voice just happened to reach Fu Qingchen's ears.

At this time, An Xia, who was in Fu Qingchen's arms, finally came to his senses. He was still a little confused when he heard this.

[What are you playing with? Who are you playing with?]

An Xia only listened halfway. Before he could carefully explore it, Fu Qingchen pushed his head back into his arms:

"What do you want to eat later?"

An Xia, who happened to be hungry, was easily diverted by Fu Qingchen's question:

"Tomato fried eggs! I want to eat tomatoes fried eggs!"

He didn't have any other hobbies, he just liked to eat home-cooked meals!

"Okay, then I'll let them serve you a plate of tomatoes fried eggs later."

Fu Qingchen didn't care about the awkward smile of the restaurant manager next to him, and directly agreed to An Xia's words.

The restaurant's general manager wiped the sweat from his forehead. My ancestor, from what Mr. Fu said, could it be that he wanted the Michelin three-star chef in the back kitchen to make a plate of fried tomatoes and eggs?

But he couldn't refuse Fu Qingchen's request, after all, he was the big boss of this restaurant.

After Fu Qingchen finished speaking, he patted An Xia's shoulder and motioned him to follow the general manager to wait in the compartment.

"I just saw a friend. I'll talk to him first. You go to the compartment and wait for me."

An Xia followed Fu Qingchen's gaze and saw a middle-aged man with dark eyes sitting not far away.

This man was the one who just spoke so arrogantly to An Xia.

An Xia was a little curious:

[One look at this man's appearance tells you that he has been indulging himself in excess for many years. He just stayed in a nightclub all night yesterday.

His husband at home is a tough omega. They had a big fight a while ago because of something in the nightclub.

This man was beaten by her husband and sent to the hospital. Unexpectedly, he really forgot about the beating and went to the nightclub again after he left the hospital.

If her husband knew about this again, he would have to go to the hospital to get a VIP annual emergency room.]

An Xia looked at Fu Qingchen, and said in a rare serious tone: "Listen to my advice, you'd better stay away from this kind of person in the future, and don't associate with this kind of friend."

Fu Qingchen smiled and said nothing after hearing this.

After An Xia followed the general manager, looking back every few steps, Fu Qingchen walked to the middle-aged man.

The man immediately showed a flattering expression when he saw Fu Qingchen. He grabbed the paper towel on the table to wipe the oil from his mouth, and rubbed his palms flatteringly towards Fu Qingchen:

"I have heard that Mr. Fu is a handsome man. Today I see that he is indeed as good-looking as he is.

I wonder what you want to talk to me about..."

Before the word "huh" fell, Fu Qingchen, who was still smiling in the last second, suddenly made a move and pressed the plate of fried foie gras left in front of the man on his face with a sullen face.

Hiss...

The onlookers gasped and moved their chairs to keep a distance from the man, fearing that Fu Qingchen would vent his anger on them.

The man was stunned on the spot the moment Fu Qingchen made a move, at a loss.

...He clearly remembered that today was the first time he and Fu Qingchen met.

—— "Drag him out of the restaurant and don't allow him to set foot here again.

By the way, tell his family about his staying in the nightclub last night."

Fu Qingchen said in a deep voice. Before leaving the hall, he seemed to remember something. He turned around and instructed the waiter beside him in a neither loud nor low voice:

"Remember to tell your manager later to add my fiancé An Xia's name to the restaurant's white list. In the future, even if he wants to eat more scrambled eggs with tomatoes here, the kitchen must make it for him."

The waiter agreed quickly, but he was muttering in his heart, isn't the general manager of their restaurant in the cubicle? Fu Qingchen can just tell the general manager directly, why bother to specifically instruct him.

The waiter didn't understand the boss's mind, and was finally satisfied. When the big boss "officially announced" the relationship, Mr. Fu glanced at the man who was dragged out with a noble and cold look.

Oh! Trash who overestimates his own abilities!

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Everyone should be happy in the new year~

Go for it!