Wang Cheng went directly to the apartment and didn't call anyone. He was thinking about the Guan’s Village’s affairs and forgot about Chu Yifeng’s affairs. Chu Yifeng might have misunderstood that he was running away, so he would call directly before Chu Yifeng could. When the familiar voice resounded in his ear, Wang Cheng found that it was already half-past six. He jumped up from the sofa, put on slippers, and ran to the door. The door opened with a bang, and he scared the person standing outside the door. Chu Yifeng did not expect such a coincidence, and the hand ringing the doorbell stopped in the air.

"Hi, boss."

Wang Cheng raised his hand guiltily to him.

Chu Yifeng put away the phone silently, ripped off the tie around his neck with his other hand, opened the front door, and walked in.

Wang Cheng stepped back quickly.

Chu Yifeng approached, two big men blocking the entrance.

Wang Cheng found that he had pitted himself in the corner, Chu Yifeng standing in front of him. He had a wall on the left and a wall on the right, and unless he ran into him... but thinking of his previous fight with him, the odds were really small. Best case scenario, they could only be tied.

"Boss Chu, what do you want?"

"What's your answer?" Chu Yifeng asked with an eyebrow raised.

Wang Cheng faced him bitterly, but pretended to be relaxed, "So you have to ask what, huh? We can sit down and talk slowly, let me go first."

"No, that's not needed."

‘Who cares if you need it or not, I need it myself!’ Wang Cheng wanted to punch him, no matter the cost, but he still held his temper and took a deep breath. He decided to do something practical.

"Is it favorable to associate with you?"

‘Just talk,’ Chu Yifeng thought, "What benefits do you want?"

"Well, you can't say that. You ask me what I want. The key is what you can give me. I always feel that I will suffer a lot from dealing with the boss."

Wang Cheng’s words didn’t mean anything else. He was just looking for something; he didn’t want to be too cheap. A slight pause, and then he heard: "It will definitely suffer."

Wang Cheng followed his gaze and looked down. His forehead was instantly covered with black lines, and he hit him with one punch. "F*ck, what are you looking at!"

Chu Yifeng caught his fist in his hand, and with an ambiguous expression on his face, said, "I’m only looking at something good.”

Because he practiced martial arts with the old monk, Wang Cheng’s buttocks were round and smooth. This was really a fact. The old monk was an invisible warrior, and had a little history with the silent temple. He sometimes had to face the board, but no one in the village knew about it except the two of them. Wang Cheng wanted to swear. [T/N: Sorry? I don’t get that paragraph either.]

"Hurry up, my patience is limited." Chu Yifeng did not want to talk to him anymore.

Every time when Wang Cheng had hesitated before, he patiently accompanied with him. Before, there was no corner. Just when he wanted to give a negative answer, Chu Yifeng personally showed him the consequences of impatience. When he reacted, his mouth had been attacked. He was kissed well.

This kiss was not the same as last time. Last time it was short. He was a bit stunned and didn’t expect it at the time, so he didn't feel very much. Unlike last time, Chu Yifeng’s deep tongue almost invaded his throat. It felt as if even his soul would be sucked out. Wang Cheng’s mouth was numb, and his brain was full of Chu Yifeng. He didn't drink, but he felt drunk, and his hand unconsciously gripped Chu Yifeng’s shoulder.

After a long time, Chu Yifeng finally released his mouth.

Wang Cheng gasped while staring at him. His mouth felt a little numb. ‘He wanted to bite me before he opened his mouth. Was he a dog?’

"How did it feel?"

"Bad review." Wang Cheng didn't hesitate to respond.

Chu Yifeng chuckled and said, "But your intoxicated expression just now tells me that you enjoy it too."

Uh, this seems to be the truth, but would he admit it? Of course not.

"You read it wrong."

"Is it so difficult to admit to me that you feel good?"

Mr. Wang Cheng always thought that there was a sentence "You are still not a man" behind him--hey, he digressed. In fact, he didn’t know why he couldn’t say it. He hadn’t talked about love with people in his life. Some of his words were really not eloquent. Of course, he was not the kind of man with a distorted personality. It was as if he started to pretend to twist his head, but actually twisted it accidentally, and now he couldn’t twist it back ... Anyway, he wouldn’t admit it.

"Actually, it's not that I can't be with you, just ... hey, you can't understand the concerns of the common people."

Chu Yifeng really felt that Wang Cheng was a living treasure, "Be a man, hurry up."

‘What’s your hurry?’

"Well, I promise to be with you, but just to try. If we don’t fit, just break up. You have to promise me this condition first." Wang Cheng broke the cracked jar, and he admitted that he was quite good with Chu Yifeng.

"Yes." Chu Yifeng showed a man's simplicity.

Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, but was picked up by him the next second, scaring him. "Hey, what are you doing? Put me down."

"I’m doing you."

"..." Was it really so straightforward?

As far as he was concerned, he had been thrown onto the bed. This was not the first time Chu Yifeng entered his apartment, so he knew where Wang Cheng's room was.

Wang Cheng hadn't gotten up yet when Chu Yifeng had already pressed down on him and quickly moved his clothes up. His strong abdominal muscles were often exercised at first glance. The waist was not thin, but felt good to the hand, so Chu Yifeng’s rough palms rubbed on it. Wang Cheng felt a little itchy, and held his hands on his chest to stop them from going further.

"Boss Chu, don't you think we are developing too fast like this?"

"Do not think so."

"We have just determined our relationship, shouldn't we first understand each other for a while before considering this?"

"I thought we had known each other so many days before."

Breakfast and dinner were eaten together. Occasionally, lunch was also together, and most of the time when commuting to and from work was spent together. If it was really the relationship between the boss and the staff, then this way of getting along was too much. Wang Cheng finally realized Yuan Xia's suspicion was not unfounded.

"I'm not referring to this."

Chu Yifeng stared deeply at him. Wang Cheng almost couldn't persist, and then he heard him say, "Chu Yifeng: 30 years old, 189 cm tall, weighs 80 kilograms, half-Chinese, English name is Leon, from the time I lived abroad. Long ago, my parents were divorced, and they live in two places. There are more members in my family, which is a bit complicated. If you want to know, I can tell you one by one. Now, what else do you want to know? "

"Nothing ..." Wang Cheng's momentum weakened. ‘Do you have to be so detailed? Do you want me to tell my own information like you, stupid!’

"Then continue."

As soon as the voice fell, the clothes under Wang Cheng were gone, and he was only wrapped in gray underpants like Chu Yifeng's, which was quite ‘upturned’. Wang Cheng looked up to see Chu Yifeng's quiet and deep eyes filled with an unstoppable fiery desire. If he really let this trend continue, he would definitely be wiped out.

"No!"

Wang Cheng grabbed the only layer left. This was the last line of defense. So he started a tug-of-war with Chu Yifeng. However, even the best quality clothes couldn't withstand the strength of the two big men. It ripped ...

The desire in Chu Yifeng's eyes suddenly rushed up like gasoline poured on sizzling flames. Wang Cheng uttered a whistle and started to resist, but Chu Yifeng was highly skilled and did not give him a moment. He was refreshed by the wait, and made a comfortable humming sound in his mouth. Wang Cheng did not resist, but he howled from time to time to destroy the atmosphere, and was beaten by Chu Yifeng.

"Can't you not destroy the atmosphere?" Chu Yifeng couldn't help crying out.

Wang Cheng did his own thing, "What ‘destroy the atmosphere’, I will be taken for the first time. Won’t you allow me to make unforgettable memories?"

"Okay, just call out as you like."

Wang Cheng snorted. ‘I was so cruel and ruthless. I was so rude. How can you take me?’

Soon he realized what Chu Yifeng would do with him. The feeling was uncomfortable. Wang Cheng could not bear to raise his feet to get out of bed. The fact was that he had no energy. He was branded and turned over and over like a pancake. The inventory of his 25 years had been squeezed out overnight. Wang Cheng had to withdraw, surrender, and yell for mercy; his mouth shouted, his voice was hoarse, and he wasn’t okay. As soon as he thought about it, he realized he made an unreasonable promise and wanted to slap himself when he remembered it.

Chu Yifeng did his best and finally left him an unforgettable memory. Every time Wang Cheng thought about it later, he felt a sense of self-reliance. It was a tearing bitterness, yet he really couldn't die.