(099) Perfect man

Yan Shaocheng didn't answer me, but leaned directly on the sofa, he looked extremely comfortable, as if this was his home. But now it seemed like he had made it his home.

"Aren't you going back?" I looked at him as if he wasn't going to leave, and I couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Do you want me to go back?" Yan Shaocheng's rhetorical questions are usually unacceptable, and I will play with him when I am interested, but now I think I should have private space.

"You should go back." It's like we're playing with words, and we're having a lot of fun.

"Yes, it's time to go back." He was indifferent, just following my words, some Cheng Dù is like a scoundrel, but I can't evaluate him like this, because there is no scoundrel in this world who is as elegant and natural as him, which is Yan Shaocheng's unique appearance.

"If you want to continue sleeping on the couch, you can." I am like a philanthropist who takes in kittens and puppies, and treats stray animals like stray animals.

But Yan Shaocheng doesn't seem to mind my treatment like this at all, of course, maybe I don't have such kindness to small animals as Yan Shaocheng.

I was about to figure out what to do with this uninvited guest, when I found that he had fallen asleep peacefully. This man doesn't have that dangerous feeling when he sleeps, as if he were just a simple man, a sparse and ordinary man. It seemed like a surprise to me.

He slept peacefully, but in an extremely relaxed state. I've heard that a person can only sleep peacefully in the most comfortable environment. Or maybe Yan Shaocheng didn't have a defense against me. But I don't think so, how can Yan Shaocheng be defenseless against me. Sure enough, when the so-called scientific theories are put into practice, they are completely deceptive.

Yan Shaocheng took off his defensive appearance, and it didn't look like anything.

This feeling is as if he is just a man no matter how Yan Shaocheng is, and no matter how he is, he can't escape his fate. From a man's point of view, Yan Shaocheng is undoubtedly an absolutely excellent man. High education, high income, high IQ, high emotional intelligence, and the appearance is also middle to upper-class, such a man with elegant manners, almost perfect to the point of outrageous man. But there is a mortal danger, there is never a perfect man in this world, and any god is completely a lie.

It's like the horoscope says, it's all about deceiving some ignorant people to try to believe in fate.

If ordinary people are looking for a similar person to run into, but this set of theories never applies us. Because we are similar, we all know that we don't have a true heart for each other, so we don't love each other.

He slept so well that he hadn't even had time to loosen his tie.

I didn't ask him if he was comfortable sleeping in a suit, because it always felt like a lover was doing something, and we weren't lovers. It's just that he is at least a living person in my eyes, and it is not easy to throw it out.

Especially at this moment, I really want to try whether Yan Shaocheng is asleep, and it should be very comfortable to see if he is breathing evenly.

I reached down and took his tie off and unbuttoned the first button on his collar.

My movements were a bit deliberate, so I wasn't very careful. But Yan Shaocheng didn't wake up, his breath was still even, and it gave me a very different feeling.

He never woke up, did he not even know if I picked up the knife in front of him? Of course, I won't do anything illegal, I'm just a little surprised, surprised that such a strict punishment has been made.

Men are really a scourge sometimes, and a man like Yan Shaocheng is a scourge. If we are together, it is a mutual scourge.

But it's not very good, because now he is my brother-in-law, whether he is nameless or not, except now. And now I'm curious about the relationship between Fang Luyao and Yan Shaocheng, isn't it interesting. How did Yan Shaocheng maintain the distance between men and women, and Fang Luyao had never been bewitched by this scourge?

There is a unique attraction between men and women, and I can't help but believe that Fang Luyao doesn't love Yan Shaocheng.

I got up and looked down at Yan Shaocheng, who was sleeping in front of me. The curiosity about him ends here, after all, curiosity kills cats. Fortunately, my sofa is very large, and he is also used to the texture of the sofa.

I walked over to the cabinet and picked up the white quilt. No way, everything in the hospital is always white. Go over and cover him.

Even if I take in the little animal and let him curl up on the couch for the night.

I tossed his tie aside and waited until he woke up. I'm not in the mood to fold his tie either, and I'm not worried about whether Yan Shaocheng is in danger.

Habit is really a terrible thing, which makes my vigilance against Yan Shaocheng drop every day.

I walked straight to the hospital bed, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Because Yan Shaocheng came to affect my mood, it was completely unnecessary.

It's not the first time Yan Shaocheng has slept here, and I'm used to it. If he is willing to sleep, let him be. Anyway, I can't drag him or get rid of him.

I didn't affect my sleep because of Yan Shaocheng, and in comparison, I slept more comfortably. A dawn of sleep, a night of no dreams.

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When he woke up, Yan Shaocheng had already woken up, he looked like he had freshened up, and his suit had changed.

My eyes were fixed on the suit on him, Yan Shaocheng's suit really had the effect of an exhibition. They are all big fashion brands, and they come to accompany him in the appearance of a well-dressed beast.

"I asked Qiao Yinan to send it." Yan Shao was explaining to me, but this is definitely not literal. This means that Qiao Yinan already knows about the relationship between us.

But last time, it was also Qiao Yinan's clothes, so there is no need. He reminded me like this, why bother.

"Do you know what a man wears to make a beast a yuppie?" I looked at his suit, approached and touched his suit, and the texture was very good.

Yan Shaocheng didn't speak, just looked at me simply.

"One is a suit, the other is a military uniform." I looked at Yan Shaocheng with a smile, although his words were prickly, I still praised his suit, and I wanted to touch it every time I saw it.

Yan Shaocheng reached out and grabbed my hand, directly and without leaving any room.

I raised my eyes to look at Yan Shaocheng, only for three seconds.

He kissed me with unmistakable precision, wet kisses, intense, lingering. It's like a simple vent, and it's like an outburst of forbearance.

I was passive and just watched what he wanted to do.

Kissing and opening my eyes, I was very inattentive.

So I could clearly see Yan Shaocheng's closed eyes open, and then pushed me away with a smile.

It seems to be talking about my boredom and complaining about my inattentiveness.

"I'm not paying attention to kissing." He said this with a distinct smile, not angry or happy.

I laughed instead. "I didn't brush my teeth."