My boss is only attacking

Chapter 66

forehead...

Thinking about this kind of picture makes me feel lustful. Zhou Xuan swallowed his saliva impatiently. There was a buzzing sound in his mind. It was like a broken string. There was only a blank piece for a moment.

After a long time, I wanted to turn my face away, only to find that my face was fixed and I couldn't move it. I could only feel the burning sensation on my forehead that was gradually accumulating as if it was about to burn...

"The debt you owe. You have to pay it back. Little guy." Ye Zhiyuan nodded his nose affectionately. Looking at the red patch on his smooth and fair forehead, he was very satisfied. He couldn't help but be serious Zhou Xuan took a bite. Zhou Xuan's eyes were full of water. Even the tip of his eyes was slightly red.

"You fucking hurry up."

……

It has been a week since Zhou Xuan went to work as he wished.

I have been arranging my suit along the way. Sometimes I pull the sleeves, and sometimes I pull the skirt. I can’t wait to unbutton the buttons on my chest. I am used to wearing loose casual shirts. I feel like a suit and leather shoes. Panicked. Hands tied and feet uncomfortable.

"Stop tearing it up." Ye Zhiyuan raised his head from the folder. "If you tear it up any more, it will be dry."

It shouldn't be logical. Zhou Xuan's clothes are all custom-made by Ye Zhiyuan. The fabric is soft and comfortable. It also fits his body shape. Why is it so uncomfortable.

"I'll fix it again." Zhou Xuan replied impatiently. He tugged again. Finally, he leaned on the back of the chair as if giving up. He tilted his head and his eyes were glued to the outside of the car window.

Ye Zhiyuan looked at him silently, put down the document in his hand, bent his head, opened his collar and looked, only to find several big red spots on his neck, some bloodshot from being scratched. With distinct scratch marks.

"How is this going."

"Itchy. Scratching."

"I don't know how to apply medicine." Realizing that his tone was a bit too serious, Ye Zhiyuan paused, and then continued: "Allergies or something. I didn't see you grow this way yesterday."

"It was probably bitten by a mosquito." Zhou Xuan raised his hand and wanted to scratch it, but was held down by Ye Zhiyuan.

"Go to the pharmacy first." Ye Zhiyuan directed towards the driver in front, and turned around again. "Don't scratch. If you scratch again, you will bleed. It is easy to get bacterial infection."

"But it's hard."

"Don't think about it. It won't itch anymore." Ye Zhiyuan pressed the person into his arms and frowned: "Recently, you like to turn small things into big ones."

"You can understand it as being coquettish. Thank you." Zhou Xuan said angrily, snorted, and bit Ye Zhiyuan's exposed neck.

When he went to the company, Zhou Xuan had already applied some anti-inflammatory drugs. The uncomfortable feeling dissipated a lot. Although he felt that Ye Zhiyuan was puzzled, but thinking about his method was still useful. Put on your face again.

But he doesn't show his face, but someone shows his face.

He greeted people with a smile but only got a hypocritical response. And people in the company stared inexplicably...not very friendly. Although he turned around, other colleagues still bowed their heads and were busy with their work. But that kind of The feeling like a glow on the back has not dissipated for a long time.

He didn't come to work for more than a month. No one in the company asked about it. Even when he asked about the progress of the work, he occasionally flashed an unconcealed scrutiny and scrutiny...

What are you doing..

Not only that. Zhou Xuan always felt that someone was following him.

I don't know if it's an illusion or something. I always feel that someone in the dark is watching him closely. No matter where he goes, there is that lingering sense of surveillance.

When Zhou Xuan No.30 turned around five times and stared blankly at the empty back, he could only attribute it to the nervous breakdown caused by not coming out to see the world for too long.

However, the brows still unconsciously deepened.

102. Let go

It was finally time for dinner. Zhou Xuan put down his work and looked back habitually.

Weird. Really weird.

"What’s wrong with you."

A cold hand suddenly grabbed his. Zhou Xuan was startled. He almost threw it away without a fist. When he saw the person in front of him clearly, his beating heart eased a little. looked annoyed.

"Damn. Li Ming. You don't know how to scare people and scare people to death."

"Please don't swear." Li Ming paused and let go of Zhou Xuan's hand. His good education made it impossible for him to accept Zhou Xuan's careless swearing.

"Who told you to scare me?"

"I've called you several times. I grabbed your hand when I saw you didn't respond." Li Ming pursed his lips. He said suspiciously, "What are you thinking so preoccupied with?"

"No, it's all right." Knowing that he hadn't lost his mind, Zhou Xuan had a smile on his face. "What do you want me for?"

"I want to invite you to have dinner together." Li Ming raised his hand and looked at the time. "It's already twelve o'clock at noon. After working for so long, you must be hungry too. I booked a restaurant. The steak there is very good. good……"

"Sorry." Zhou Xuan interrupted him. "But I have already made an appointment with Ye Zhiyuan."

Only then did Li Ming stop. He paused for a while, glanced at Zhou Xuan, and said, "I see."

"That... Li Ming." Zhou Xuan scratched his head. He didn't know how to say it: "I don't know how to say it... But... can you not be nice to me. Just..."

"Then I won't bother you anymore." Li Ming slightly bowed, turned around, and left.

Zhou Xuan was left with his mouth open in a daze, and he closed it after a while.

What are you doing? Do you know how to be polite?

……

Having a dinner appointment with Ye Zhiyuan was not a pretense. When Zhou Xuan walked into Ye Zhiyuan's office disheartened, he felt very awkward being caught in the middle.

The relationship is complicated, the emotions are entangled, and he caused it. The key is that none of them are the ones who can offend... I knew it would be like this. At the beginning, he didn't want to provoke Li Ming.

He really didn't know he had such a market.

Looking at the haggard person reflected in the window. Ordinary. Ordinary. His complexion is often pale. There is no trace of blood. Zhou Xuan touched his pale cheek. His eyes dimmed. He bit his lips a few times. The color is bright After a while, I slowly opened the door and walked in.

"Is your neck still itchy?" Seeing that it was him, Ye Zhiyuan walked over and stroked his neck directly with his broad palm.

It was a big red patch. Feifan did not reduce the inflammation. Instead, it swelled a little. Especially those few scratch marks, which were abnormally obvious.

Ye Zhiyuan's face darkened: "No medicine."

"Wipe it." Zhou Xuan moved his neck impatiently. Seeing Ye Zhiyuan folded his hands with a look of distrust on his face, he had to say guiltily: "It's because I'm busy with work later. It's itchy. I just scratched it a few times." Down."

"Your hands are free." Ye Zhiyuan said, pulled him to sit on the sofa, took out a stick of ointment from the drawer, and tore off his clothes.

Seeing that his expression was not good, Zhou Xuan didn't dare to say anything. He obediently let Ye Zhiyuan pull his clothes off, and even gave him a hand to make it easier for Ye Zhiyuan to untie his clothes. Then he felt a slight chill The ointment slowly melted under the rubbing of the fingertips and penetrated into the skin.

The ointment may have mint ingredients. It is cool. Zhou Xuan squinted halfway, feeling a little tingling.

Ye Zhiyuan squatted in front of him, with no expression on his face. Occasionally, he heard him throbbing, then raised his head. His eyes were sharp, as terrifying as a leopard.

Zhou Xuan trembled. Ye Zhiyuan's nails scratched the inflamed place, so he couldn't help crying out in pain.

"Endure the pain." Ye Zhiyuan said, but didn't use any force. He applied it gently for a while, stood up, turned around and walked into the small bathroom that matched the office.

Zhou Xuan thanked him in a low voice, quickly buttoned up his clothes, and sat and waited for Ye Zhiyuan in a daze.

There were several fresh-keeping boxes on the coffee table. We could vaguely see the delicious food inside. Zhou Xuan swallowed his saliva, and his stomach began to growl happily.

"Eat when you're hungry." Ye Zhiyuan didn't know when he finished washing his hands and came out. He indicated that the two fresh-keeping boxes on his left belonged to him. "Auntie just delivered it. It's still warm. Hurry up." eat."

"Could it be medicinal food again?" Zhou Xuan quickly opened the lid and took a look. Sure enough...

He thought he didn't need to take medicinal food after he came out to work.

Vigorously picked up a piece of stewed pork ribs with yam. Zhou Xuan puffed his mouth, making a crisp chewing sound while staring straight at Ye Zhiyuan.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Zhou Xuan said vaguely.

"I'll wait. There is still a document to be processed." Ye Zhiyuan didn't look up at him. His eyes were focused on the items that needed to be approved. But the office suddenly fell silent. Ye Zhiyuan will be sure after listening. There was no sound of the little guy eating. Only then did he raise his head.

Zhou Xuanzheng stared at him straightly. The corners of his mouth were tightly pursed. The chopsticks were placed squarely on the lunch box. It was obvious that he had already stopped the chopsticks in his hand.

"how."

"It's already 12:30. In other words, if you don't eat anymore, you can directly transition to afternoon tea."

"So." Ye Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows.

"You have stomach problems, I don't care about you." Zhou Xuan said angrily. He picked up the chopsticks and stopped talking. He swallowed hard. He only made a few moans when he bit the bone.

"I have a deep hatred with you." Ye Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, walked over, took his chopsticks, and served him a bowl of soup. "Drink the soup first. Warm the stomach. I don't understand basic common sense. "

Zhou Xuan glared at him, picked up the bowl and started to drink.

Ye Zhiyuan also opened the fresh-keeping box and began to eat his share.

"Try this too. It's bitter." Zhou Xuan suddenly picked up a spare rib and threw it into Ye Zhiyuan's bowl. "I want you to let me eat medicinal food all day long.