The Boss is Very Busy

After eating, Shen Yusheng packed his chopsticks and went to the kitchen. Just after eating, MuMian didn't want to go to bed. She simply turned on the TV and sat in the living room. Only then did she reply to Chen Zeng's message that it was past eight.

[Sorry, teacher, I just saw the news, I am not in school today, let's talk about it next time. 】

The other party didn't reply quickly this time, MuMian left the phone casually and watched TV intently.

It didn't take long for Shen Yusheng to come out. The boy took off his black jacket, and only a layer of white short sleeves remained inside. He walked over and saw the **** the sofa watching TV cross-legged. He stepped and frowned.

"Why don't you go to bed?"

Watching TV, MuMian answered casually: "Just finished eating, digest it."

Hearing her say this, the boy didn't say anything. He put his jacket on the sofa and glanced at her, "Put the jacket on."

MuMian raised his head: "What are you doing?"

The other party looked at her condescendingly, the corners of his lips pressed lightly, and said nothing more: "It will catch a cold."

Seeing him looking away as if trying to cover up, MuMian paused, and then as if she had understood something, she curled her lips and didn't break him: "Let's do it."

MuMian pulled the jacket over and put the jacket on her body, her slender legs were still exposed, she slumped slightly and swayed.

The other party instantly turned around and walked towards the room: "I'll take a shower."

MuMian looked at his back and smiled.

"it is good."

Shen Yusheng walked to the bathroom. He took off the clothes on his body and opened the shower. The sound of pattering water came from his ears, and the mist from the hot water lingered in the bathroom. The handsome and beautiful figure of the young man looked hazy.

He closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to cover his eyebrows, and the scenes in his mind that could not be broken up almost rushed again, and the boy once again remembered the scene he saw today.

The girl's moist hair was draped behind her head, casually placed on her shirt, and a thin layer of clothing was moistened and attached to the skin, looming.

The legs under her clothes were tender and slender. When he wiped the Coke on her legs with a towel, the soaked towel was gently wiped, which was silky and attractive.

The juvenile's **** and abrupt Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, and his slender, white fingers gently touched the wall. The cold touch still did not wash away the heat, but intensified.

At this time, no one knew better than him what it was like.

Shen Yusheng lowered his head, his clean and pitch-black hair was dampened, and his drooping eyebrows did not know his emotions. They were hidden in a cloud of mist, appearing vague.

After a long time, the corners of his lips were pressed tightly, and he slowly uttered, his voice completely dumb, low and heavy.

"Cotton..."

After she came out, the girl was still lying on the sofa and the TV was still turned off. She had leaned over, curled up into a small ball and fell asleep. She had taken off her coat and put it gently on her body.

Shen Yu paused, he walked over and gently pulled down his coat.

I don't know if it was because it was a little hot indoors, she unbuttoned two buttons. When lying down, the neckline was open, and his eyes looked down unconsciously.

Breathing suddenly tightened, the boy immediately moved his eyes away, and silently picked up the person without looking away, moving slowly and carefully.

He carried the person into the bedroom, covered her with a quilt, and wrapped the girl's entire body tightly. Only then did Shen Yusheng sit on the side of the bed and silently lowered his eyes to look at her sleeping face.