Feng Rong was a little disappointed.

Because he forgot about his real name again.

Although he was busy with work, his assistant never forgot about him.

This made the minister very ashamed and suddenly became stubborn. He felt sorry for his assistant.

Will the assistant feel that he doesn't love him enough?

The minister thought nervously.

Lin Yingkong went to a beverage store to pack two servings of milk sago, then held Feng Rong's hand and wandered back to the headquarters community. As he walked, he found that his minister seemed a little unhappy...

Lin Yingkong looked back and saw—Well, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, his lips were pursed, his eyes were empty, his facial paralysis level was max, he must have something to worry about!

After analyzing this, Lin Yingkong immediately began to recall the difficult and complicated problems within the Lingshi Security Bureau that required the Minister to take action, but most of Feng Rong's work passed through him. Lin Yingkong couldn't think of it and immediately wondered, could it be that his brother Baili Mengyan had something happened again?

Lin Yingkong glanced at his private email address and found no latest updates, so he felt at ease.

Cough, you can't blame him for asking someone to stare at Baili Mengyan. Whether it is his former rival or the current minister's family, he has to make several preparations...

It was neither a work problem nor a family matter. Lin Yingkong couldn't understand why the minister was unhappy. Even as a super male god in the supernatural world, Feng Rong's life circle was very small. Even if there were a large number of relatives from the underworld this year, Feng Rong's social circle was not necessarily much bigger, let alone things that would bother him. Some of them were intercepted by Lin Yingkong in advance.

Of course, Lin Yingkong pinched his fingers and calculated back and forth, and he would not count on himself. After all, he considered himself one of the top ten best boyfriends in the supernatural community and would never do things that made the minister unhappy - well, except in bed.

When he returned to the building, after drinking a portion of milk, sago and a portion of yogurt, Feng Rong was still in a state of lack of interest. Lin Yingkong realized that things were a bit too big, so he hurried over to comfort his minister.

"Minister~"

Feng Rong raised his eyelids and glanced at Lin Yingkong, and then his eyelids drooped again.

As soon as he saw the assistant's face caring about him, he felt even more sorry for Lin Yingkong.

Lin Yingkong felt a slap in his heart - why did the minister feel even worse after seeing him?!

Lin Dawulang tried desperately to recall whether he had done anything wrong these days, but after thinking about it, he couldn't figure out the truth. He could only use all his skills to coax people.

Lin Yingkong was a little anxious when he saw Feng Rong still couldn't get interested.

"Minister~ Can you kiss me?" Lin Yingkong blinked his eyes and acted cute to him.

Feng Rong hesitated and touched his head, then sighed again - no kiss.

He actually refused to kiss him? Lin Yingkong felt a sudden crisis and hugged the minister and went back to his room.

But when he put the person on the bed, Feng Rong was not shy or said to him, "Don't pronounce and lust in the daytime", Lin Yingkong was silent for a moment, turned around and went to the bathroom.

Feng Rong was still immersed in the sadness that he was not very good to his assistant. In a blink of an eye, Lin Yingkong came out of the bathroom with a washboard, and he immediately said: "…!?"

Then, Lin Yingkong put the washboard on the ground in front of him, and kneeled down with a "thump".

"Minister, I'm wrong~~~"

Feng Rong: "!!!"

The minister said he was confused, "Yingkong, what are you doing?"

Now it was Lin Yingkong's turn to be depressed. He knelt on the washboard and looked up at Feng Rong, saying with a gaze: "Minister, I did something wrong, just tell me, don't fight with me! My little heart can't stand it!"

Reflecting on my wrong Feng Rong: "..."

"Minister?" Lin Yingkong really wanted to carry him over and kiss him - he could be so cute when he was in a daze!

But he has to hold back, he must admit his mistake seriously!

Feng Rong finally came to his senses and quickly thought of Lalin Yingkong, "What are you doing? I didn't have a cold war with you!"

Lin Yingkong refused to get up, "Then why are you unhappy and you still refuse to kiss me? It must be that I did something wrong!"

Feng Rong was ridiculous and terrified, "You did not do anything wrong, it was my own problem."

Lin Yingkong didn’t believe it—the ministers must be right, and if they were wrong, that was also right!

Feng Rong looked at Lin Yingkong's eyes and knew what he was thinking. His heart suddenly pounded for a few beats. Feng Rongqing couldn't help but leaned down and kissed Lin Yingkong's eyes.

Lin Yingkong was so tickled by him that he almost couldn't help but throw him down.

"Yingkong..." Feng Rong called him hesitantly.

"I'm here." Lin Yingkong said immediately.

Feng Rong slowly flashed her long eyelashes, "Am I... not good enough to you?"

Now it was Lin Yingkong's turn to laugh and cry, "Why do you think so?"

Feng Rong lowered his eyes. When this man who had always been strong was doing this, he became a little more weak when he was doing this, which made people want to kneel down in front of him, overcome all obstacles for him, and eliminate all obstacles that upset him.

Lin Yingkong held his hand and couldn't help but kiss his fingertips. The kiss was like a butterfly falling on the flower, soft and light.

Feng Rong's hand trembled slightly, "Probably...I feel that I am not as good as you."

Lin Yingkong couldn't understand why he suddenly became stubborn, but he still said softly: "Everyone expresses feelings differently. You don't need to copy and paste what I do, but I know that you love me, and your feelings never make me feel insecure. Isn't that enough?"

Feng Rong was a little confused, "This is enough? Even if I forget you when I am always busy with work?"

Lin Yingkong smiled, "But if I want you to pay attention to me, I can attract your attention at any time, right?"

Feng Rong thought about it and felt that it was true. No matter how addicted he was to work, if Lin Yingkong deliberately wanted to show his presence, he would not be able to stop the opponent's attack.

"I won't disturb your work, just like you never deliberately let me do something, you must be a deputy or a minister of another department. Your career is your life, and I am also a very important part of your life. There is no need to give up on anything because of something..."

Lin Yingkong held his hand and said, "As long as I know you love me, it doesn't matter what else. After all, being able to be with you has overdrawn my good luck for several lifetimes."

Feng Rong blinked.

Lin Yingkong paused and added: "Of course, if you could give me a few more kisses at work, I would definitely be happier."

Feng Rong couldn't help laughing. His lips were beautiful. When he didn't smile, he was as cold as a sword. When he smiled, he seemed to have walked through all four seasons. The pink peaches in spring, the kapok in summer, the laurel in autumn, and the white pear blossoms in winter. It seemed that the beautiful things in the world were hidden between his smile, but I was afraid that all the smoke and money would burn out, and no one really deserved to be laughed at by him.

Lin Yingkong involuntarily wanted to lean over and kiss him.

The man who made him moved his heart slightly turned his head, leaned his lips against his ear, and whispered: "Feng Rong."

Lin Yingkong was stunned, "What?"

"You asked me before if you had a chance to know my real name, then I'll tell you now," Feng Rong hid his hot ears and whispered: "Your pendant has my name, and my last name is 'Feng'. Only two people in this world know this name, one is me, and the other..."

He didn't continue to say it, but just smiled again, his eyes were bright, as if he had finally found some hope.

That was an expression that Lin Yingkong had never seen before.

But at this moment, Lin Yingkong was still in a huge shock and could not come back to his senses for a long time.

Feng Rong breathed a sigh of relief. This incident had been in his heart for a long time, and finally he said it. He would not always feel sorry for Lin Yingkong.

Feng Rong felt that when his assistant reacted, he would definitely act coquettishly, so he planned to just ignite the fire and not silence it, and quietly wanted to take the opportunity to run away.

But as soon as he moved, Lin Yingkong threw himself onto the soft bed.

Lin Yingkong bit his earlobe and then asked softly: "Feng Rong?"

No one has ever called this name, and even Feng Rong himself rarely remembered it. At this moment, he called it softly in his gentle voice, and a numbness sensation oozed up from his tailbone. Feng Rong's voice became hoarse, "Well..."

Lin Yingkong still felt that it was not enough, and couldn't help calling out a few more times: "Feng Rong, Feng Rong, Feng Rong..."

He shouted, Feng Rong responded, his heart bulging and bloated, unable to tell what it felt.

It was like...he finally found an existence in the world that could completely belong to him.

Instead of living in the purgatory of humanity every day, suffering every day, and not dying well, as his mother cursed.

Lin Yingkong suddenly said softly: "Arong..."

Feng Rong's eyes turned red, "...well."

Lin Yingkong did not continue calling him, but lowered his head and kissed him hard.

The two people's limbs were entangled together vigorously, and their clothes fell down the foot of the bed to the ground. The words and breathing between lovers wandered in the small space. The summer light fell on the exposed skin through the thin curtains...

n hours later.

"I have to go to work tomorrow..."

“We can ask for leave.”

“No leave…”

"The minister clearly said he wanted to be nicer to me..."

"But……"

"Arong~"

“…Please have a long time?”

"Arong~~~"

“…It’s up to you.”

"Arong, you are the best!!!"

“…”

No, he suddenly wanted to be a bad guy.
To be continued...