The Big Boss' Medicine 21

He could only think of this as their most intimate contact before.

Su Duan was very dedicated in his thoughts, and for once, extremely efficient in putting them into action. He reached out and touched Yan Shen's pants zipper.

Since Yan Shen had just been napping, he had changed into loose, casual khaki pants. The soft fabric clung tightly to his body, making it difficult to get a hold of.

Su Duan had never taken the initiative to unzip someone's pants before. Moreover, since one of his hands had to hold onto Yan Shen's neck to prevent him from slipping away, he could only operate with one hand, further increasing the difficulty.

The moment Su Duan's fingertips touched Yan Shen's body through the fabric, Yan Shen's body suddenly stiffened. Not to mention, due to Su Duan's inexperience, his movements while unzipping Yan Shen's pants were clumsy and halting. The muscles on Yan Shen's lower abdomen tensed up from this subtle touch, quickly becoming as hard as a rock.

After much effort, Su Duan only managed to unzip a little bit, but it was enough to stir up Yan Shen's entire mind.

Originally, there was no fire, just the thought of a kiss after waking up from a nap. But now, with these nearly teasing movements, Yan Shen lost all reason.

From his angle, looking down, it was as if he saw two short, round hamster ears on top of the black-haired youth's head, twitching. His eyes were dark and bright, the corners of his mouth curving up in a small arc, his overall expression carrying a hint of liveliness that he rarely showed.

Why is he so happy... Was he looking forward to this so much?

Then if he only hugged the little hamster to sleep before, wouldn't the little hamster be very disappointed? Yan Shen couldn't help but think in a mess, his little hamster was really being too proactive, catching him a bit off guard...

The intermittent touches of slender fingers were like little kitten claws scratching at the bottom of his heart, constantly stirring Yan Shen's nerves. Tiny, numb sensations shot up from where they made contact, quickly surging towards a slightly lower region, igniting the last line of defense in the blink of an eye.

The loose loungewear could not conceal the owner's restless emotions at all.

With a "click", the attempt to pinch the zipper tab with one hand failed again. The zipper tab collided with the zipper teeth, making a faint, crisp metallic sound. Su Duan's hand slid down due to inertia.

...But unexpectedly brushed against a lump that had at some point gained a very noticeable presence.

Su Duan couldn't help but pause for a moment. He lowered his head and looked at it seriously for a few seconds, then carefully lifted his paw, avoiding the very prominent area, and even more carefully... tugged at the zipper, as if afraid of pinching it.

—Although the fact was, this little hamster couldn't pull it at all.

The originally lively ear tips were no longer twitching, showing a very cautious appearance.

Yan Shen: "..."

For some reason, as the one being serviced, President Yan actually felt an untimely urge to laugh.

This was too earnest and diligent.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down a few times. In the bedroom where you could hear a pin drop, Yan Shen heard himself swallow audibly.

His gaze lingered on the small whorl of hair on top of his little hamster's head for a few seconds. Yan Shen suddenly reached out and grasped that hand, smaller than his own by a size, that was still diligently working. Guiding the slender fingers, he accurately pinched the little zipper tab that Su Duan couldn't grasp no matter what, and said in a hoarse voice, "Here, let me help you."

With a long "zip" sound, the zipper tab that had been troubling Su Duan for several minutes smoothly reached the bottom.

Of course, in this process, with Su Duan's hand being pressed down, it also inevitably touched the place he had originally wanted to avoid.

It was very hot. Although Su Duan was no stranger to such things, this body was, after all, very inexperienced and had never been with anyone else. Su Duan's slender neck still couldn't help but flush with a light pink, his small Adam's apple also bobbing restlessly.

Yan Shen did it on purpose, of course. After guiding Su Duan's hand to undo the cold metal clasp, he still did not let go.

Instead, he led it further down...

"...Good boy." Yan Shen said in a low, suppressed voice.

At this point, the full set of anti-pervert equipment that had just flashed through his mind had been completely tossed aside by President Yan himself.

......

[Ding, the healing value of the healing target Yan Shen has increased by 5. The current total healing value of the target is 35. Host, please keep up the good work!]

[Ding, the healing value of the healing target Yan Shen has increased by 5. The current total healing value of the target is 40. Host, please keep up the good work!]

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[Ding, the healing value of the healing target Yan Shen has increased by 5. The current total healing value of the target is 50. Host, please keep up the good work!]

Although he had taken the medicine again today, and theoretically the drug should still be in effect, Yan Shen felt as if he was at the peak of an episode, the scorching impulses in his body surging to the point where he couldn't stop no matter what.

Perhaps it was because he had really suppressed it for too long. It had been almost a month since he brought the person back, only holding him in his arms as a bolster pillow. The most intimate exchange was just kissing flowers.

Although for ordinary couples, a month was not considered long. Many couples who had been together for a month had only kissed.

But as an adult man who had already been abstinent for a long time before this, a man who wanted to devour the little hamster until not even bones were left the moment he saw him, Yan Shen's restraint to this point was entirely due to the desire in his heart not to hurt the person.

Su Duan lay on the soft pillow, feeling like he was sinking into cotton candy, too exhausted to even move his fingertips. He mumbled into the pillow in a soft voice, "Shen Shen..."

Yan Shen, who was no longer human, grabbed his sweaty hand, kissed the soft fingertips, his eyes dark and devoid of light, as if he had fallen into a strange and ominous state. He quickly said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

Then he obligingly went deeper.

"..." Su Duan, who had already collapsed into a mouse pancake, reflexively trembled and struggled to squeeze out the second half of the sentence in a breathy voice, "...Sleepy, woo, want to sleep."

Although at first, upon hearing the constantly appearing notification sounds of the healing value increasing, Su Duan was so excited he almost crawled onto Yan Shen himself, wishing Yan Shen would raise the healing value to full in one go, to permanently eliminate future troubles.

However, after a few hours, he gave up on this idea.

Too tired. His mouth hurt, his waist hurt, his legs hurt too. He was pretty much a hollowed-out poria now.

Su Duan honestly thought that treating an illness should be done gradually, step by step, one course of treatment at a time. Taking shortcuts was not feasible.

If only Yan Shen could be a bit faster.

...He couldn't help but feel a bit deflated thinking about it.

Yan Shen seemed to chuckle, but it was so low and soft that Su Duan didn't hear it clearly. With teardrops in the corners of his eyes, not knowing if they were stimulated out or from sleepiness, he was hazily flipped over.

......

Ever since stopping the medication that day, the frequency of Yan Shen going to the company began to drastically decrease.

The assistants and executives at the company had to woefully work overtime due to the boss's willfulness.

They had originally thought that with the reportedly very capable chairman coming, work at the branch company would become a bit easier, but after arriving for just a few days, he seemed to completely forget about it and hardly came to the company at all, not lightening their workload whatsoever.

And because the company was beginning to expand the market and prepare for a new branch, work instead became even busier. Most employees who originally could work normal hours now had no choice but to be busy like spinning tops every day, working overtime at least eight hours every week.

If not for the high overtime pay and the company's bright future, they definitely would not be able to resist resigning.

Who knows what the boss was doing. Whenever he rarely appeared recently, there always seemed to be a faint...amorous aura about him?

An experienced special assistant made a definite guess: "President Yan must be in love."

This chairman's identity was very mysterious, and he acted very low-key. A lot of information even they as employees didn't know, let alone things like his love life.

But with such an obvious aura, the "experienced" assistant still felt his guess was quite reliable.

"Pfft." Hearing him say that, another colleague suddenly laughed, carrying an undisguised air of disdain.

The assistant frowned. "...What are you laughing at? My guess is definitely not wrong. My childhood friend had that stupid look when he was in love."

"...No! I didn't mean the chairman is stupid!" Realizing he seemed to have said something incredible, the assistant with a strong survival instinct added.

"Pft, hehe." The colleague laughed even louder and more intermittently, adding a pause in the middle to make the mocking laughter even more sarcastic.

Perplexed and with an urge to hit him, the assistant asked, "...What are you laughing at?"

The colleague, with a mysterious smile, waved the documents in his hand, leaned in close and whispered in his ear, "How are you so pure?"

Sensing gossip was coming, the assistant's eyes slowly lit up, exuding a friendly revolutionary camaraderie. "...What do you mean?"

The colleague deliberately paused for a bit to keep him in suspense. When the assistant started kicking him with his foot, he softly said, "This morning I saw bite marks on the boss's nape, mostly covered by his collar." They were only exposed when he lowered his head to sign documents."

The assistant excitedly rubbed his hands together.

The colleague added in an even lower voice, "And the marks were deep. It seems the boss's partner at home is quite fierce too, tsk tsk."

......

At this time, this fierce boss's family member was holding a pile of miscellaneous things stuffed into his arms, looking completely baffled.

Su Duan took out something that looked like a girl's lipstick from inside and looked up at the person who gave it to him. "Is this...lipstick?"

Why would Yan Shen give him this? He wasn't a girl and didn't wear lipstick.

The little hamster who was oblivious to everything looked up at him with soft, chubby cheeks. Yan Shen couldn't control himself and took the opportunity to touch his very soft and smooth chin, saying in a deep voice, "No, it's a portable anti-pervert spray bottle filled with pepper water."

Last time when the drug was still in effect, he overdid it and tired him out until he passed out. When Yan Shen was holding him to take a bath, seeing the deep and shallow marks he left all over the little hamster's body, he hated that he couldn't beat himself up.

Later when the drug wore off, his self-control would definitely be even worse.

After some thought, he still bought a set of anti-pervert equipment for Su Duan to prevent himself from losing control again.