Chen responsible gave Su Xiaoyan his best advice.
On that side, Zhan Wuyou finally woke up faintly.
He stared at the familiar roof for a while before realizing what happened in the past.
Yan Qing happened to push the door open and enter.
He is wearing a smoky gray three-piece suit today, his narrow and powerful waist is outlined sensually and seductively, and his long legs move vigorously, full of strength. The short stubble and stiff cropped head magnified the advantages of his facial features infinitely, and the way he strode towards him made Zhan Wuyou blush and tongue dry, and swallowed his saliva in a futile way.
"Lord, master."
He obediently yelled, wishing he could pounce on Yan Qing and 'fight' for 800 rounds.
"En." Yan Qing sat on the chair beside the bed, stretched out her hand to loosen her tie, and said lazily, "Just woke up?"
"Well, the fever seems to be gone." Zhan Wuyou sat up slowly from the bed, innocent and confused, "I, why am I in your bed?"
Have the guts to ask yourself? God knows how troubled I am when I open the door to go to morning exercises.
Yan Qing snorted and took out a cigar from the small coffee table, and slowly twirled it in her hand, "Maybe it's because I'm used to crawling on the bed, and I can't let go of my bed."
"It's Lord Yan who has a kind heart. As soon as I saw you, I felt that you were different from the rumors. You are extremely gentle..." Qian Chuan Wan wears flattery but does not wear it. Zhan Wuyou spewed rainbow farts out as if he didn't want money, his eyes were fixed on Yan Qing's small movements.
This is a man who can inadvertently reveal his inner self in the matter of smoking a cigar.
After reading that his lover was in a good mood, he came to Yan Qing's side and leaned into his arms as if he had no bones.
Yan Qing had just received a cooperation order from France, and was in a good mood, so she squeezed in like this little gadget stuck to her. He still said disdainfully, "Girls are chirping, big men should be more masculine."
Zhan Wuyou: "..." Sometimes he is really annoyed by Yan Qing's mouth, any atmosphere can be destroyed by him so that there is nothing left. But at the same time he loved this man to death.
"Master," Zhan Wuyou leaned on Yan Qing's chest, listened to his strong heartbeat, and began to play tricks, "Can you allow me to visit Miss Su? I, I want to apologize to her. "
Yan Qing played with the cigar on her fingertips suddenly, and when she spun it again, the speed was a little slower, "How do you plan to apologize?"
Zhan Wuyou knew that this person was thinking about the feasibility of this matter, "As long as Miss Su can calm down, I can let her drive back."
"You think kids are playing house, you hit me once, I hit you back and it's even." Yan Qing laughed at Zhan Wuyou's innocence, and the speed of her fingertips returned to normal, "Besides, Xiaoyan is not so cruel children."
Zhan Wuyou wrinkled his face sourly where he couldn't see. Responding obediently, "Miss Su looks kind-hearted. Master, can I, can I discuss something with you?"
"'Consultation'?" Yan Qing chewed on these two words, feeling confused, "This word is used well."
This tone, obviously not very happy.
That's right, he's just a little thing that climbed into the bed, and he had the guts to talk to his master the next day after climbing into the bed, which probably made Yan Qing think that he didn't know how to advance or retreat.
He got up from Yan Qing's arms, and leaned against his legs instead. Try to lower your posture as much as possible, and put on a harmless and obedient appearance.
"After you finish the punishment, can you, can you keep me in Yan's house?" Zhan Wuyou raised his pretty face and begged.
He was still ill, his face was blushing from the high heat, even the corners of his eyes were covered with spray from the high heat, and the corners of his lips were white and dry. When he looked up at himself from bottom to top, he was like a homeless puppy.
Yan Qing's mood eased down.
This little thing is a bit bolder on the bed, but it is still obedient and soft when it gets out of bed. In fact, keeping such a little thing by your side can’t hinder anything, but it dislikes it, “The Zhan family’s family business can’t keep you. ?”
"You are the first person to be so kind to me." Zhan Wuyou lay half on Yan Qing's lap, the man's body temperature came through the thin clothes, "When you punish me, don't drive me away, okay?"
These words are really soft.
Yan Qing looked at the child's half of Baisheng's neck, and stretched out her hand to stroke it.
He intended to be warm, but he felt hot when he didn't want to.
"Get up! Don't you know that your fever is getting worse?" Yan Qing's face darkened, seeing Zhan Wuyou lying on her lap with a cute expression on her face, she felt that the fire was on fire, and she pulled him halfway up. Throwing it back on the bed, "You fucking call this fever reduction? What about Hua Jinghe? This trash!"
Zhan Wuyou was raped on the bed by Yan Qing, and the quilt was thrown down three layers before he saw the disgraced Hua Jinghe.
"Why do people get hotter and hotter?!" Yan Qing's opening remarks were doomed to be a unilateral training.
Hua Jinghe was driven to the small private room in the basement where the sun was not visible, and was brought back on the back and scolded. Yan Qing let him go back after giving him a fever-reducing injection and signing a guarantee that the fever would subside within 48 hours.
"Are you angry?" Zhan Wuyou couldn't breathe under the pressure of the three quilts, but his hands still had the intention to pull Yan Qing's little finger, three points ambiguous, seven points coaxing, "I heard that you have a fever When you do, your body will be very hot."
Yan Qing just got angry at Hua Jinghe, but her brain circuit was still stuck: I really raised a bunch of trash!
He didn't hear Zhan Wuyou's innocence at all.
Zhan Wuyou put it more bluntly, "I heard that it will be very comfortable if it is hot, master, do you want to try it
Yan Qing understood this time.
He stared at Zhan Wuyou, who was blushing from a high fever and did not forget to seduce him, and took a deep breath.
Rebuked in a low voice, "You fucking shut up."
Is Lao Tzu such a ruthless and inhuman man? !
Yan Qing refused to think deeply about the faint heartbeat just a moment ago.
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The Zhan family at this time.
Ruan Baichun sat in the living room and looked at the company's report for the new season. With the money scraped from Zhan's father, Ruan Baichun made a few investments, and so far, the returns have been good.
Zhan Zongyan sat on his lower head, looking arrogant, "Is that thing dead?"
Ruan Baichun raised his head from the company report and corrected the 'thing' in his mouth, "Wuyou went instead of you."
Zhan Zongyan snorted coldly, "What? Distressed?"
Sometimes Ruan Baichun didn't understand Zhan Zongyan's inexplicable attitude towards herself, but she didn't want to quarrel with him now, "If you must talk to your mother like this, go out."
"Don't you like to hear it?" Zhan Zongyan liked to make Ruan Baichun unhappy, but now there is Su Xiaoyan who makes him even more upset.
"Is that little girl still living in the hospital? I was just starting out at the time, and the speed of the car was not fast. Twenty yards, can it break someone's skin?"
"Swallow this to your stomach," Ruan Baichun closed the company report, "Since Wuyou has been launched, from now on, the one who hit someone with a car is Zhan Wuyou, and it has nothing to do with you."
Zhan Zongyan snorted and laughed, taking it as his acquiescence.
"Okay, you go out." Ruan Baichun rubbed his browbones, and when Zhan Zongyan stood up from the chair, he remembered something again and stopped him and said, "I will make an appointment with a doctor for you in a week. Don't eat spicy food."
Zhan Zongyan's leaving footsteps stopped abruptly, and after a long while, he walked away faster than before.
Ruan Baichun propped his forehead, and also had some headaches.
As they grow older, the difference in appearance between the two is getting farther and farther. In order to prevent others from being suspicious, plastic surgery every few years is indispensable.
And Wuyou, the kid who grows up, has more ideas of his own, and even made his own decision to put his name on the list of 'confusing' orders.
It's true that a big client picked him, a fledgling kid.
Go to a museum in France to steal an ancient Egyptian gold mask
If she remembers correctly, Yan Qing just negotiated an order for the security system of the French museum today, and it happened to be this golden mask.
[The author has something to say]: Wuyou: I heard that it is hot and comfortable.