Chapter 211: The Little Dan Spirit of the Nine-Tailed Fox Is Really Good at Complimenting (15)

Chapter 211: The Little Dan Spirit of the Nine-Tailed Fox Is Really Good at Complimenting (15)

Song Chuyi blinked, assuming that Hu Jiutian just had an odd way of pronouncing things.

He understood that while Mandarin was the standard language, there were plenty of regional dialects.

When he first entered the human world, he met a big brother from the northeast who would always say, "What are you looking at?"

Hmm... Later, after a few fights, he became wiser.

Snapping out of his memories, Song Chuyi praised, "Yeah, yeah, Tiantian’s the best!"

"I’ll definitely give it a good grind!"

Hu Jiutian's eyelashes fluttered slightly; it was "grind," not "touch."

But he chose not to correct him.

To Ah Chu, everything he said was right, and he wouldn’t argue.

Before dawn, Song Chuyi went to apply to have his haunted escape room closed.

The process went through quickly, and Room 233 would soon be taken over by someone else.

Now, he was officially jobless and idle.

Yu Qing reached out, asking what was up.

Song Chuyi replied directly, "Tiantian has transformed into a human form, and I’m going to cling to his leg and become a parasite."

After a long pause, Yu Qing replied with just one word: "Impressive."

Song Chuyi didn’t respond to Yu Qing but followed Hu Jiutian to the Nine-Tailed Fox Group.

True to its reputation, the Nine-Tailed Fox Group’s building was still brightly lit at 3 AM.

He floated in the air, leisurely following Hu Jiutian to complete the takeover procedures.

His sudden appointment as CEO was practically parachuted in, and no doubt many were unhappy about it.

Hu Jiutian needed to quickly win over his subordinates.

The pressure was intense, and Song Chuyi, for once, didn’t bother him.

But he would still stay by his side, so Hu Jiutian could see him whenever he looked up.

Hu Jiutian was very insecure, and after reading some company documents, he would look for Song Chuyi.

Only after confirming Song Chuyi was nearby would he return to his documents.

This cycle repeated, as if only then could he fully immerse himself in his work.

As Hu Jiutian got busy, Song Chuyi became completely idle.

With nothing to do, Song Chuyi passed the time by watching TV shows in his head with Xiaotong.

Half a month later, Hu Jiutian firmly secured his position as CEO through personal charm and iron-fisted methods.

In just two weeks, he had solidified his role as a capable leader.

Perhaps it was because he was inherently proud and contemptuous that sitting in this position came so naturally to him.

However, in front of Song Chuyi, this man always showed a hurt look.

"A'Chu, hug me."

Hu Jiutian lounged on the plush sofa in the empty office, his tie undone, subtly revealing his sexy Adam's apple.

He gazed up at the young man nearby, his eyes carrying a hint of uneasy vulnerability.

"A'Chu."

He called again.

Song Chuyi came back to his senses and cleared his throat.

"What did you say?"

Hu Jiutian stretched out his hand. "Hug me."

It sounded almost like a plea. He only revealed such a vulnerable side in front of him.

Song Chuyi descended, his body glowing with spiritual energy, and gently hugged him.

"Come here, hug me~"

Hu Jiutian wrapped his arms around Song Chuyi's slender waist and nuzzled into his neck.

"What were you thinking about earlier, A'Chu?"

"You didn’t even notice me."

Song Chuyi cleared his throat. He couldn’t exactly admit he was binge-watching shows with Xiaotong.

Right when the villain was getting what they deserved, he was too engrossed to notice Hu Jiutian's movements.

Of course, he couldn’t say that. He couldn’t expose Xiaotong's existence.

His mind raced, and he quickly replied, "I was thinking about how handsome you are, and how many girls and boys must be smitten with you."

His fingers softly traced Hu Jiutian’s fox-like eyes and moved closer to kiss the corner of his eye.

Hu Jiutian’s pupils shrank, his throat bobbing as he almost eagerly straightened his body.

The desire for more surged, shattering his last shred of rationality.

Song Chuyi felt Hu Jiutian’s movement and laughed softly, pressing a hand on his heaving chest.

"Sorry, I got distracted for a second, Tian Tian."

"It's okay," Hu Jiutian's voice carried a hint of hoarseness. "It's fine, A'Chu doesn't need to apologize."

"A'Chu, you can do whatever you want."

He straightened his body even more, almost pressing against Song Chuyi.

"In another half month, I'll have my eight-pack abs ready."

The red eyes gradually turned more bloodshot.

"A'Chu can touch however he wants."

Song Chuyi tilted his head, feeling that this pronunciation was a bit strange.

He must mean "touch," right?

Abs are just for touching, aren't they?

Song Chuyi thought for a moment, then quickly dismissed his doubts.

Absolutely no other uses besides touching, that's for sure.

As an experienced guy, he knew what he was talking about!

Song Chuyi thought confidently, giving Hu Jiutian a pat on the chest.

"Got it!"

"You focus on your training, hehe."

Song Chuyi stretched lazily and floated into the air again.

"Aren't you supposed to be in a meeting? Why are you still sitting here?"

Hu Jiutian softly responded with a "Hmm."

He stood up, adjusted his clothes, tied his loosened tie properly, and his expression gradually returned to calm.

His handsome face lost its previous look of grievance and pity, replaced by a cool and composed expression.

Those alluring fox eyes, usually captivating, now looked cold and emotionless.

Hu Jiutian strode out with long steps.

Song Chuyi followed slowly, lazily yawning.

Meetings are so boring; I can't figure out how Hu Jiutian sits through them.

This might be why Hu Jiutian could be the CEO and he couldn't.

Everyone had gotten used to the floating spirit, though they were always drawn to the youth's stunning face and carefree, gentle demeanor.

But the new CEO wouldn't allow them to look!

The last person who stared at the youth was sent to the wilderness, a place filled with wild demons, making it hard to survive.

So even though they knew the youth was beautiful, no one in the meeting room dared to glance up.

But today was different. Yu Tiangong, the new manager, was the first to notice the lazily lounging youth.

He was startled, and in the next second, Hu Jiutian gave him a stern warning.

"Yu Tiangong, looking to die?"

The murderous glare was unmistakable, piercing straight through Yu Tiangong.

Yu Tiangong averted his gaze, feeling somewhat conflicted.

His once good friend had transformed into a human form, but because he had been recognized as a pet by Song Chuyi, he could never truly leave Song Chuyi for the rest of his life.

That must be a kind of sorrow for his friend, right?

But soon, Yu Tiangong realized he was wrong.

During the meeting, Hu Jiutian glanced at the young man more than a hundred times.

He started to wonder if Hu Jiutian had eyes in the back of his head, they'd still be glued to Song Chuyi.

To other demons, the pet contract is a prison, but for Hu Jiutian, it's likely a reward.

Yu Tiangong couldn’t help but feel a bit sour—how would internet users phrase it?

Ugh, Hu Jiutian was actually getting a kick out of it!