After being possessed by a boss, I became popular all over the Internet

Chapter 101 #云子安打人#

Because of certain activities that are not allowed in books... Yan Si is almost exhausted now, but even at this time, he is still worried about the wounds on Mengwen's body, trying his best to support his body with his sore arms, only his chest heaves violently , the panting sound is infinitely amplified.

From this condescending angle, he could clearly see all the expressions on Meng Wen's face, and he would not miss even the slightest changes.

Meng Wen is still immersed in desire, his expression looks quite sexy, especially a pair of thick black eyebrows, frowning tightly together, enduring pain and joy, obviously suffering from the tearing of reason and emotion in his heart.

At the same time, Yan Si was also relieved to see that Meng Wen's dark eyes only reflected his own figure. At this moment, it was as if he was a prey locked by wolf dogs, and there was nowhere to hide. There is nowhere to hide, and from then on, the wolfdog's territory can only be occupied and marked by him alone.

He is the only master of this beast, the supreme king.

That psychological sense of possession is thousands of times stronger than the sensory stimulation.

The sights of the two collided with each other in mid-air, causing them to lose control of their minds.

Meng Wen crossed his hands and locked Yan Si's back. With a sudden force, the positions of the two of them turned upside down in an instant. He kissed Yan Si with all his strength as if he wanted to swallow Yan Si's whole body.

The sweat on his body dripped down his chin onto Yan Si's sharp white collarbone, and the way it slowly dripped down was so lustful, it was almost impossible to suppress the urge to spread from the lower abdomen, and subconsciously felt the pulling of the muscles Come out tight.

Meng Wen has never been as crazy as he is now. He is completely unreasonable, staring at Yan Si with fierce eyes, "Say, who is your man now?"

He even made up his mind that if Yan Si's name was not his own, then he would simply bite him to death.

"It's you..." Looking at his domineering appearance, Yan Si couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips into a slight smile, bent down to hold Mengwen's cheek with both hands, and imprinted a kiss on his lips, "... …silly dog."

Perhaps it was the price of being immoral in broad daylight, Yan Si developed a high fever that night.

Meng Wen was lying in the same bed with him, of course he knew how uncomfortable he was tossing and turning, and wanted to find someone several times, but Yan Si held his waist tightly and refused to let him go, and buried his face deeply in the On his chest, he breathed that nice man's body fragrance, "Don't go..."

"You have a fever." Meng Wen gently kissed his hot forehead with his lips, "I'll go get you some medicine."

Yan Si just wants to enjoy the rare peace now, lying on Mengwen's chest and abdomen, closing his eyes, "Don't eat."

"No." The more Yan Si forbears, the more Meng Wen feels distressed. He immediately turned over and got out of bed, "If you don't take the medicine, I'll call for someone to take you to the hospital."

Only then did Yan Si open his eyes a little, "Make me some sweet pear soup..."

He couldn't tell whether it was nostalgia or a sigh in his tone, "When I was sick before, he would make pear soup for me."

It goes without saying who this "he" is - Yan Si's ex-boyfriend, Li Jing.

Meng Wen can cook some simple dishes, but most of them are simple western food, which is used to fill the stomach. He really doesn't know the Chinese dessert like pear soup, which pays attention to heat and thought.

I really don’t know how he found Uncle Liang, explained all this clearly after stumbling, got the key to the kitchen, and followed the cook to learn how to peel pears. After five or six hours of tossing, the spoiled pears were enough to pile up After forming a small mountain, a decent cup of sweet pear soup was finally brought out.

Yan Si sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt, and drank pear soup with a porcelain spoon to moisten his dry and bleeding throat. The sweetness suppressed the blood in his mouth a little, and his internal organs seemed to have been washed.

Meng Wen's ten fingers were all wrapped in Band-Aids. Seeing Yan Sitong drinking soup with a blushing face, he suddenly said, "I'm not as good as him."

This sudden sentence made Yan Si raise his head, and he couldn't help but ask in a questioning tone, "Huh?"

"He can make sweet pear soup." Meng Wen twisted his clothes tightly with his fingers, and his head was lowered deeply, but he refused to look at Yan Si's face from the beginning to the end, "And I am proficient in killing people, and everything else is just reluctantly."

He didn't know where he came to the conclusion, so he made a conclusion without authorization, "It's really hard for you to follow me."

Seeing his doggy appearance, Yan Si couldn't help snorting, "You are indeed not as good as him."

He even admitted it openly, not afraid of hurting Mengwen's self-confidence, "Li Jing is a student funded by the company's talent plan. He has shown his unique talent in biochemistry since high school. He was awarded the knighthood of St. John's College and served as an honorary professor at the world's top universities. There are very few such geniuses in the world. He was my father who learned that I was a homosexual and my sexual orientation was treated with modern medical methods. After I can't turn it around, the boyfriend I have chosen out of thousands of thousands is of course incomparable to you."

As soon as these words came out, Meng Wen looked as if he wanted to plunge into the cracks in the ground, and he felt ashamed in his heart. Although he had never met Yan Si's ex-boyfriend, so many famous names and honors were enough to pile up a man in his heart. The golden image, not to mention that such a proud son of heaven is willing to cook a bowl of pear soup for Yan Si who has a fever and is sick after warming up. That kind of tenderness and patience is almost ready to come out.

"Maybe..." Yan Si scooped up a spoonful of pear soup and brought it to his eyes. Looking at the bright yellow soup, he sighed deeply, "If he hadn't left without saying goodbye, we are already abroad at this moment registered marriage."

"I'm sorry..." Mengwen's throat seemed to be blocked by some sore and hard lump, the feeling of being stuck in his throat deeply hurt him, and his hands were intertwined awkwardly, "I..."

But in the next second, Yan Si spread his hands, "But he's out now."

He raised his head and drank the last sip of pear soup, waved to Mengwen, and blew a teasing whistle, "Silly dog, come here."

Meng Wen was really like a big dog, he obeyed orders completely, and didn't care if it would damage the dignity of a man, so he obediently came to Yan Si.

Yan Si hooked his collar with his fingers, letting him prop up above his body, enjoying the solid feeling of being shrouded in the shadow of his lover, "What are you doubting? Huh?"

"The prodigal son also has the principle of the prodigal son, otherwise the prodigal will have no bottom line and easily capsize." Yan Si arched his back like this, pressed against Meng Wen's forehead, and held his cheek with both hands, "My principle is never Will eat back grass."

"What's more, I'm not a wave now." He suddenly made a "pop" and kissed Meng Wen's lips, "I've been tied up at your ferry for a long time."

Meng Wen's lips moved twice, he looked dissatisfied but did not speak immediately.

But he also knew that if he looked into it carefully, it would be endless. The men who have had a love history with Yan Si are like crucian carp in the river. Soaked in a jar of vinegar?

Who made him fall in love with Yan Si?

Suddenly remembered something, Yan Si suddenly stretched out his hand to push Mengwen who was pressing on him, urging him, "Hurry up and get me my tablet, the variety show Zian participated in is going to be broadcast today."

Meng Wen responded with "Oh", and turned to look for the tablet. During the search, he suddenly realized a problem. He was serving the boss when he was away from home, and he had to serve Yan Si at home. What about human life?

At the same time, he pressed his throbbing forehead and realized that it was time to contact Rong Xiao. People who were afraid of bringing danger to their side could only temporarily hide. Now that they are finally settled down, it is time to explain clearly. .

While Yan Si was lying on the bed watching variety shows, Meng Wen lit a cigarette and gently closed the door to the corridor outside. While puffing out the smoke, he made a call to Rong Xiao's personal mobile phone.

"Drip-drip-drip-"

However, after the long busy time, no one answered the phone. This was really beyond Mengwen's expectation. He has worked as Rong Xiao's assistant for so long, and he knows Rong Xiao's habits well. He carries this mobile phone with him. Turn on the phone 24 hours a day, so that I can report all kinds of things about Yun Zian to him.

Can't get through now?

Meng Wen held the cigarette between two fingers, half-closed his eyes, and looked at the number on the screen. At this moment, doubts abounded in his heart.

However, at this moment, Yan Si's exclamation suddenly came from the room, "Mengwen! Come on!"

Meng Wen was taken aback, thinking that something happened to Yan Si, he pushed the door open with a bang, and was swept into the room like a whirlwind wrapped in cold air, "What's wrong!"

Yan Si's Adam's apple was struggling to roll, and he raised the phone in his hand in disbelief, and motioned Meng Wen to look at the trending searches on the screen, "... tonight's variety show didn't air as scheduled, I... I went to Weibo to search Let's see why...you see...this, this..."

Tonight's hot topic on Weibo is like being blown up by a group of vicious masked gangsters carrying AK47 and tied up with TNT explosives. The heat wave almost wiped out the entire list, and the whole people contributed hundreds of millions The attention and popularity of , countless people click into it every second.

One of the most popular searches bears the brunt of it——#《活泡跑的兄弟》performance accident#

But the second article immediately following it is——#云子安打人#