The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

"Where can we eat?" Fan Luo suddenly shouted towards the kitchen, successfully scaring several people, and then he was beaten by a group of people.

"Whatever you want!" Ji Xuan stuck his head out and replied, then retreated back into the kitchen.

The few of them looked at each other, and then began to move the coffee table and sofa in tacit agreement.

An Xiaochen was sitting on the sofa. Before he could get down, he was inexplicably carried away with the sofa.

"Eh? Why did the sofa become heavy? Chen'er, why are you on it?" Lin Han looked up and said innocently, not seeing the expressions of the people next to him wishing you good luck.

"It's because you lack exercise. Lack of exercise can lead to premature aging and osteoporosis. I'm not heavy at all. I have a standard figure with golden proportions. I'm not heavy at all."

Well, that's right, that's Lin Han's problem. An Chen is not heavy, and is even very thin, but his figure is not standard. After all, An Xiaochen is a girl, and his figure is indeed not standard.

"Has the place been tidied up? When it's done, come and get the things." Ji Xuan stuck his head out and shouted again.

"Coming, coming!" Lin Han agreed quickly, and then quickly slipped away, running as fast as he could.

An Chen made a face at Lin Han's back, then jumped off the sofa, ready to get a drink.

When Fu Yanxing saw An Chen leaving, he immediately followed him. Fu Yanxing was like a human body detector. He could always detect An Chen's movements and location immediately, and then follow him as fast as possible. He never left.

"Don't use your right hand, give it to me." Fu Yanxing saw An Chen subconsciously holding something with his right arm, and quickly reached out to take it, which was really troublesome.

"I'm fine. By the way, have you applied the medicine?" An Chen suddenly thought of this. His injury was on his arm, so he could apply the medicine himself. Fu Yanxing's injury was on his back, and he shouldn't be able to reach it.

"No one cares about me." If Fu Yanxing were a girl, she would be considered a "green tea" according to the current situation where she was sold out whenever she saw An Chen.

"Go get the medicine, let's go." An Chen pulled Fu Yanxing and left. After putting the drinks on the dining table, he went upstairs.

Fu Yanxing was taken directly to An Chen's room. He didn't know what kind of shower gel An Chen used to take a bath, or what An Chen sprayed on his body. There was always a nice but faint sweet smell in the room. Too.

"Find a place to sit first." After An Chen entered the room, he ignored Fu Yanxing and went to rummage through the medical kit alone.

Fu Yanxing sat obediently by the bed, waiting for An Chen to bring something over, but his eyes followed An Chen.

"Take off your clothes, speed up, it's almost time to eat." An Chen had been hungry for a long time. Seeing Fu Yanxing sitting there motionless, he suddenly became a little anxious and moved his hands when he got excited.

Although this was not the first time that An Chen had his clothes pulled off, Fu Yanxing still didn't get used to it. After all, he was being taken off by the person he liked. Even if it was for the purpose of applying medicine, the feeling was still quite strange.

Fu Yanxing's injury was not serious to begin with, and An Chen had given him medicine last night and rubbed away all the bruises, so he was almost healed today.

An Chen re-applied medicine to Fu Yanxing. Although he said he was in a hurry to eat, when it came to taking action, An Chen was still very careful.

Fu Yanxing suddenly felt that it was good to be injured, otherwise he wouldn't even think about such treatment, but it was fine as long as he was injured, so there was no need to bring An Chen with him.