Comrade: Almost a Cat-astrophic Love Story Chapter 213 - A Hot and Passionate Rendezvous in the Office?

Chapter 213: A Hot and Passionate Rendezvous in the Office?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The first thing Fu Sichen did after looking at the hot search was to call Pei Zhen.
He had no idea where Pei Zhen was, and couldn’t get through his line.
Having lost patience, Fu Sichen got up and walked towards the door—Wang Youquan trotted behind calling out pathetically, “Sichen, where are you going? Pei Zhen, he-he should… Pei Zhen?!”
The door swung open, and a handsome man was standing before them.
His posture was tall and straight, and the tips of his hair were a little messy. His eyes were beautiful with long lashes, and they seemed to be sparkling with tears.
“Pei Pei.” Fu Sichen was shocked to see his young boyfriend in such a state. He quickly reached out to Pei Zhen. “What… what’s wrong with you?”
Pei Zhen’s heart was still pounding away, and his voice was hoarse. “You are the Deputy General Manager?”
Fu Sichen was stunned, still worrying if Pei Zhen was indeed crying. His thoughts were in a mess, and he couldn’t think straight. Still, he nodded.
“Wang Youquan. Mr. Wang.” Now that he had the answer, Pei Zhen was expressionless. He glanced at Wang Youquan, saying, “I need to talk to Sichen in private.”
Wang Youquan got the hint and excused himself. “Ah, I just thought of something, and I need to go attend to it. I’ll leave now.”
As soon as Wang Youquan left, Fu Sichen pulled Pei Zhen into the office quickly. Shutting the door with a bang, he pressed Pei Zhen up against it.
“Pei Zhen, are you crying? What… what’s wrong?”
“Of course not.” He didn’t give Fu Sichen the chance to finish before pushing the man away. “What makes you think your Daddy’s crying?!”
“Your… your eyes…” Fu Sichen said.
Pei Zhen felt his own face with the back of his hand. Indeed it was quite wet.
It was no wonder. His eyelashes were long and trapped water easily, and his voice was hoarse was because he was quite exhausted.
“It’s just sweat.” He rolled his eyes at Fu Sichen and started to walk towards the sofa. Before he could take a step, he was pressed up against the door again.
They were very close.
The tips of their noses were almost touching, and their hot breaths brushed against each other. The atmosphere grew intense and suggestive.
“What are you doing.” Pei Zhen’s throat was parched, and his voice was hoarse from how close Fu Sichen was. “Are you trying to start a hot and passionate rendezvous in the office?”
Fu Sichen’s eyes were burning with desire, and he didn’t deny it. “I like your idea.”
“Get lost.” Pei Zhen pushed Fu Sichen aside roughly and headed over to the sofa. “I haven’t even settled the score with you, and your head is full of dirty thoughts.”
After traveling all that way, Pei Zhen was back to his sluggish self. He nestled himself into the sofa and instructed his boyfriend to pour him some water. “I’m thirsty and want some water.”
Fu Sichen was about to say something, but Pei Zhen gave him a stern look and said, “And I mean real water, not your saliva.”
Pei Zhen wondered if Fu Sichen suppressed himself for too long. Ever since they were together, he spilled obscenities from his mouth freely.
Especially when they were in bed, the things he said made Pei Zhen blush and his heart go wild.
However, Pei Zhen was not in the mood for teasing. After gulping down the glass of water, he finally slowed down. He lifted his foot and kicked Fu Sichen. “Deputy General Manager? How come I didn’t know you were the Deputy General Manager?”
He had to find out from the news report!
God knew how shocked he was when he saw a broadcast of the conference.
Fine, his boyfriend was rich, a lot richer than himself. To think that he even boasted of protecting Fu Sichen.
He turned red with embarrassment thinking about his arrogance.
Damn!
“I even borrowed money from my father.” The more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he felt. And as though one kick wasn’t enough, he gave Fu Sichen another kick. “Tell me, what would you have me say to Dad now? Oh, Dad, your daughter-in-law is my true financer?”