Yan Sui raised his eyes and looked at Meng Ting seriously, let go of his arms around Meng Ting, pushed the bed up again, and pressed Meng Ting back on the bed.
And Meng Ting's eyes were slightly lowered, and he reflected on whether there was something wrong with his words and actions just now.
No, it should be said that he seldom did anything right, it's just that he has long been used to his state of always saying and doing wrong, and Yan Sui has not been in contact with him for a long time, obviously not yet.
"That's not allowed, is it?"
Yan Sui touched Meng Ting's cheek with his right hand, rubbed it lightly, two fingers landed on his chin, raised it slightly, Meng Ting's eyes moved up, and the two looked at each other again.
"Meng Ting, do you really know what these words mean?"
Originally, Yan Sui believed in his own self-control, but after a while, his self-control has become a joke in front of Meng Ting.
Meng Ting still has the recklessness of a teenager, but he can't follow this, he has to be responsible for their lives.
Meng Ting nodded without hesitation, "If you hug me, I will hug you too." What else could this mean
Yan Sui stared at Meng Ting for a long time again, but he knew that he was obviously overthinking right now, Meng Ting's throwing himself into his arms was really just a hug.
He sat up, then pulled Meng Ting up, stroked Meng Ting's hair, "Before you recover from illness, you can hug me if you want."
Yan Sui paused and added, "This is the patient's privilege."
Meng Ting nodded hesitantly, he was obviously a little dissatisfied with just hugging for a few days, but in the next day, he was kind to Yan Sui, and he would always be willing to give him more hugs.
The taste of this Gu herbal diet is stronger than that of the evening medicine, almost no different from traditional Chinese medicine. Meng Ting drank two bowls without frowning, and then muttered, "There is too little meat."
"You can eat more when you are well."
Yan Sui wiped the corners of Meng Ting's mouth with a handkerchief, and led him to the bathroom to wash up briefly.
"Go to bed first, I'll take a shower."
Meng Ting nodded, lowered his head and smelled himself, he had already bathed twice today, and there was no peculiar smell on his body.
After confirming this point, he went to the bed in the room with confidence, and after sleeping with Yan Sui, he must wash himself clean, he can't let Yan Sui dislike him because of unhygienic.
As the cold water washed down, Yan Sui's thoughts finally became clearer. Meng Ting's brain circuit was obviously not the same as his, and most people's. It was straightforward, but there were many things he didn't understand.
Sleeping is just sleeping, and hugging is just hugging. The person who really thinks too much has turned into him instead.
He changed into his pajamas and went to bed, Meng Ting opened his eyes, moved and moved into his arms, he remembered his previous words firmly, and this was exercising his privilege as a patient.
Yan Sui turned sideways, left the lamp on the bedside and turned it to the darkest, and then continued to lie down. He glanced at the furry head in his arms, stretched out his arms to hug him, and patted his back. It seems to be coaxing people to sleep, "Go to sleep."
This is the first time Yan Sui has hugged someone to sleep, and Meng Ting is the same. His hand gently grabbed the corner of Yan Sui's clothes, and he got closer. He whispered, "Yan Sui, if you think I said If you did something wrong, tell me, and I'll take a look."
He is so stupid, even if he corrects it, he may not be able to correct it, but he still wants to try harder.
Yan Sui's hand that patted Meng Ting's back fell to his cheek, brushed his forehead hair away, and gave him a light kiss, "You didn't say anything wrong, and you didn't do anything wrong, don't think about it, you need to rest now .”
"Good night."
Meng Ting's eyes closed slowly, and he stopped tugging at Yan Sui's clothes. He hugged Yan Sui's neck, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "You're right, I'll get well soon, and then I'll treat you well." Try to let Yan Sui take the initiative to hug him to sleep!
Yan Sui didn't speak any more, Meng Ting closed his eyes for a while, then fell asleep again.
This night Yan Sui woke up several times, at two or three o'clock in the night, he made sure that Meng Ting didn't have a fever anymore, so he went to sleep with peace of mind.
This sleep was special for Yan Sui, but it was an unprecedented good thing for Meng Ting. At about five o'clock, he woke up on time in Yan Sui's arms. This night, he really didn't have any nightmares again. .
He didn't dare to move too much, he just turned his head to look at Yan Sui, and engraved his appearance in his mind over and over again, Yan Sui is so beautiful, everywhere looks good, Meng Ting was very sure of this.
Half an hour later, Yan Sui's eyelashes moved, as if he was about to wake up, Meng Ting smiled lightly, and wrapped his arms around his neck, the two people who were already close became even closer.
"Yan Sui, you're awake."
"Yeah," Yan Sui responded, and put his hand on Meng Ting's forehead, felt it carefully again, and made sure it wasn't burned, so he withdrew his hand.
There was some laziness in his voice, "Don't rush to run these few days, wait until everything is finished, let's run together."
"Okay, I'll listen to you," Meng Ting rubbed against the person, then leaned up again, holding Yan Sui's face with both hands, and then a kiss fell on Yan Sui's forehead. He blinked his eyes and said, "Yan Sui, good morning."
Yan Sui gave him a good night kiss, and he returned a good morning kiss, which is very good.
Yan Sui's eyes were fully opened, everything around him was still a bit blurry, the only thing that was clear was Meng Ting's beautiful smiling face, he couldn't help but smile, "Good morning."
Under Meng Ting's active intimacy, they embraced each other for the first time and woke up early in the morning. There was no embarrassment or any unnaturalness. Belong to the latter, born to hit it off.
Yan Sui hugged Meng Ting and sat up slowly, and Meng Ting could no longer press down on others. He sat up straight, but his smile still didn't fade away. He is not such a person who likes to laugh normally, but he slept well today. He felt that he was in a very beautiful mood, and naturally smiled more willingly to Yan Sui who brought him these things.
Yan Sui rubbed Meng Ting's head, "Go wash up."
"En." Meng Ting nodded, then climbed out of the bed, looked back at Yan Sui, and went to the bathroom.
And finally Yan Sui couldn't help touching the center of his brow that was kissed by Meng Ting just now, a helpless and doting smile appeared on his face, that's all, let everything take its course.
Today's weather is still not so good, Yan Sui didn't go for a run in the pasture, so he went to the fitness room on the first floor, he ran for a while, then taught Meng Ting how to use these equipment, both of them sweated a little, Yan Sui washed it again He took a bath, but Meng Ting only asked him to wipe his body and change his clothes.
At about seven o'clock, Wang Ma brought a few maids to bring breakfast, including porridge, side dishes, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, sandwiches and milk.
Meng Ting didn't bother to choose which one to eat, he ate one portion of everything, his appetite was so good, but Wang Ma nodded happily, she thought, if the old lady also saw such a wife like her, Just as happy.
Yan Sui had always accepted Meng Ting's "eating a lot" well, but now that he was sick, he was afraid that he would not be able to eat, so how could he dislike him for eating too much.
Not long after they finished their breakfast, Li Yi, the personal doctor, arrived. He checked Meng Ting, who was obviously very cautious in front of him, and he looked a little more relaxed, "As long as there is no fever and cough, it will be fine."
He looked at Yan Sui, and warned, "Pay more attention these few days, don't catch a cold again."
"Okay," Yan Sui agreed.
Meng Ting turned his head to Li Yi and said, "Thank you." For coming to Yan's house so early in the morning, this thank you is due.
Li Yi smiled, "It's all about doing things with money."
"That's right!" Li Yi took out two books from the medicine box and gave them to Yan Sui, "I have already contacted you, and the person you asked me to contact. If you want to see me, call me first." a phone call."
"Okay," Yan Sui nodded, and continued to chat with Li Yi, and Li Yi said goodbye and left.
Meng Ting looked at Yan Sui, and said softly, "Go do your work, the doctor said I'm fine, it doesn't matter if I'm at home."
He thought for a while and said, "Go home early."
Hearing this, Yan Sui looked at his watch, walked over and sat next to Meng Ting, Meng Ting didn't know why, so he walked over too.
He stared at Yan Sui with wide-eyed eyes, and his voice was joyful, a little inconceivable, "Do you miss me now?"
So Yan Sui came over before he left, sat with him and hugged him? Yan Sui really likes him so much.
Because Meng Ting was happy, the corners of Meng Ting's eyes slightly turned up, showing some unconscious charm, Yan Sui, who originally wanted to refute, suddenly couldn't refute.
Even if he doesn't want to now, he will miss him later.
Yan Sui gently held Meng Ting's hand, stood up and pulled him up.
"I'm going out, but you're going too."
Meng Ting's mental state seemed to be good, so they went to finish the things they didn't do yesterday, so that Meng Ting could live at home with more peace of mind.
Meng Ting looked at their holding hands, nodded slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a smile appeared on his face again, he didn't care what Yan Sui wanted to do with him, but he was happy that they could be together, that's what it was Everything is fine.
"Okay." He agreed.
Wang Ma, who was tidying up in the living room, and Xiao Bo, who was waiting for orders, were both stunned for a long time.
They had rarely seen such a gentle and talkative Yan Sui. In the past, when the old lady and the old master were around, Yan Sui would be a little emotional, but it would not be as gentle as this that could easily be felt.
It seems that their Patriarch really likes the Patriarch's wife.
When they came down again, Yan Sui changed into his usual black suit, while Meng Ting wore a white suit.
Yan Sui was tall and straight, the black color deepened the deep and indifferent feeling, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger, while Meng Ting's height was not short, but he was not really an adult after all, especially his face was very tender and clean, looking He looked like a bully little white rabbit, although it was not the case at all.
Meng Ting was naturally not very sensitive to other people's gaze, he clung to Yan Sui's side, glanced at people from the corner of his eye, not at all stingy with his compliments, "You look so good dressed like this."
It looks very bluffing and powerful, and it looks good to Meng Tingjue.
Yan Sui, who had always only heard comments like scary and scary, couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He held Meng Ting's hand, and said briefly, "You look good."
Meng Ting held Yan Sui's hand back, and when they got into the car, his cheeks gradually turned red again, just now Yan Sui praised him for his good looks. Yan Sui's compliment was different from others' compliments, he felt warm and tickled when he heard it, and was very happy.
"I only have a pretty face, but your whole body is pretty."
"Cough cough cough..." Yan Sui hadn't reacted yet, Secretary Wang Feng, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, suddenly coughed, all over his body? This Meng Ting saw his boss completely? Not only did he want to cough, but also imagining some taboo scenes, his nose was itchy.
Meng Ting glanced away, only then did he notice that there were two people in front who could hear him, but he was speaking to Yan Sui, why was he coughing.
"Drive," Yan Sui was already quite able to adapt to Meng Ting's frank and frightening nature. He saw Meng Ting lowered his head, his cheeks still flushed a little. After thinking about it for a while, he knew that Meng Ting's words still didn't Redundant meaning.
He really only has a good-looking face, his hands and body have more or less battle scars, some will disappear, and some will never disappear. After understanding these things, Yan Sui will not be able to make a fuss like Wang Feng .
"He's Wang Feng, he's my secretary," Yan Sui said, pointing to the black-faced man driving the car, "He's Zhao Bing, you can call him wherever you want to go in the future."
"Okay," Meng Ting nodded.
He lowered his eyes to look at his hand, and then took Yan Sui's hand to look at it, but he didn't realize that he said something wrong.
In the eyes of the Meng family and some people, his face still has some value and cannot be destroyed, otherwise his face may not be preserved.
"Your hands look good," Meng Ting reassured.
Meng Ting was looking at their hands, and so was Yan Sui. He gently rubbed the scars on Meng Ting's palms, as if to melt them away, but in the end it just made Yan Sui's hands a little red, and the marks remained the same. It can't be dispersed, even if the traces on the hands are gone, what happened can't be changed.
Feeling distressed, Yan Sui no longer cared about Wang Feng and Zhao Bing in front of him, he pulled Meng Ting into his arms, "You are right."
Hearing this, Meng Ting didn't study their hands anymore, he leaned on Yan Sui's shoulder, but felt that it wasn't enough, he raised his face and rubbed against them.
His small movements were done very quickly, Yan Sui's eyes showed helplessness, Wang Feng and Zhao Bing could only think of themselves as blind and deaf.
Wang Feng carefully sat up straight. Thanks to his actions, he still felt that he misunderstood Yan Sui yesterday, which was not moral, but after this night, their relationship had progressed to the point where they saw each other completely. Maybe, he didn't misunderstand yesterday? Wang Feng pondered for a while, and met Yan Sui's gaze in the rearview mirror, his whole body turned cold, and he didn't dare to think about anything.
Yan Sui was not so cold anymore, but it was only like this when Meng Ting was around, he was still Yan Sui, the patriarch of the Yan family with terrifying methods and temperament.
At nine o'clock in the morning, they arrived at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau. After waiting for four or five couples, it was his and Meng Ting's turn.
After such a long time, Meng Ting finally understood what Yan Sui brought him here for, and the moment he understood it, he was like falling into the clouds, and the clouds were in the fog.
"Are we here to get married?"
"Yes," Yan Sui told Meng Ting affirmatively, the corner of his mouth hooked up, "It's our time."
Meng Ting took a deep breath and followed, pursing his cherry-colored lips lightly, his whole body was extremely focused. Of course, he was not as calm as he showed in his heart. There was only one sentence in his mind repeatedly swiping the screen, He and Yan Sui are married, married, married...
It took less than an hour to complete the forms, take photos, take oaths, and receive their marriage certificates.
Meng Ting was holding his and Yan Sui's marriage certificate, just like holding a heavy stone, he looked down, the emotions in his eyes were agitated and agitated.
"Yan Sui, we are really married."
It didn't take him seven days to marry himself to Yan Sui. From now on, they are a legally recognized couple.
"Yeah," Yan Sui's heart was also not calm. Originally, he came here only to make Meng Ting happy, but after going through the procedure again and again, the feeling in his heart was different.
When they walked through a small corridor that was temporarily empty, Meng Ting didn't suppress his excitement anymore, he leaned forward and pressed Yan Sui against the wall, his eyes widened, "Yan Sui, I'm so happy."
Yan Sui was suppressed, firstly because he didn't guess Meng Ting's actions, and secondly because he indulged himself.
As Meng Ting said, he hugged Yan Sui's neck with both hands, glanced left and right out of the corner of his eye, then narrowed his eyes, and kissed his lips.
Gently, there was no sound, but the soft feeling stayed on Yan Sui's cheek.
Meng Ting took a step back, lowered his head to grab Yan Sui's hand, and continued to walk out of this small corridor, but before he could touch Yan Sui's hand, he was pushed back again.
"Huh?" Meng Ting looked at Yan Sui suspiciously, then his eyes lit up, and he raised his face, "You're happy too, you want to kiss me too, right?"
If Meng Ting was like this, if Yan Sui didn't react, their "sexual" blessings in the rest of their lives would be worrying.
Yan Sui gently cupped his cheek with his hand, and kissed his lips directly when he lowered his head.
Meng Ting was a little surprised why Yan Sui kissed here, but he still obediently raised his head and did not move. This kind of trust directly fueled Yan Sui's heart again. He gently squeezed Meng Ting's lower lip, When he was in a daze, he poked his teeth in.
As soon as the tip of the tongues of the two people touched together, all the lightness and slowness disappeared instantly, and the breathing became tight. In this small and narrow space, there seemed to be fireworks blooming. All attention was focused here. All magnified in the mind.
Lips and tongues rubbed together, Yan Sui kissed deeper and deeper, his self-confidence and self-control were once again facing collapse...
It was the first time for Meng Ting to be kissed like this, and it was also the first time for Yan Sui to kiss someone. Two minutes later, Yan Sui let go of Meng Ting abruptly, and pulled him into his arms, panting lightly, and his strength in hugging him also increased. .
Meng Ting couldn't help but licked his lips, and then pursed them again, but his hands were already on Yan Sui's waist, and they were slowly encircling them.
All his feelings told him that although the kiss was sudden, it was not annoying at all.
Yan Sui adjusted his breathing, and then let go of Meng Ting. Seeing him blushing and looking at him, he smiled softly, "Let's go back."
"Okay," Meng Ting nodded.
After walking out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Meng Ting looked back again, there were many men and women coming in holding hands like them, many of them were looking at him and Yan Sui, whispering something.
Meng Ting didn't listen carefully, he just thought this place was very special to him and Yan Sui when he looked back.
Because of the marriage certificate, but also because of that kiss.
Back in the car, Meng Ting flipped through their marriage certificates and looked at them again and again, his expression gradually turned a little annoyed.
"I was too nervous just now, I couldn't smile well."
Yan Sui also took a look at their ID photos, and gently stroked Meng Ting's hair, "It looks good."
Hearing this, Meng Ting glanced again, then slowly closed her arms, hugged her in her arms, and nodded solemnly, "We really deserve each other."
"Cough," Wang Feng couldn't help coughing again, the wife of their patriarch really doesn't know how to be subtle, even if he and Yan Sui are worthy, he shouldn't say it himself.
Meng Ting looked at Wang Feng, and probed forward, "Yan Sui and I got a marriage certificate."
"Congratulations," Wang Feng turned around and said solemnly. Seeing Meng Ting's cheerful expression, he added, "Happy newlyweds."
"Thank you, we will be happy." Meng Ting's appearance in answering the words was more solemn than Wang Feng's deliberately pretending, and before Wang Feng could respond, he was taken back by Yan Sui.
This trip, in Meng Ting's opinion, was enough to confirm their relationship, and it was enough for him to be completely honest with Yan Sui, and the last barrier in speech and behavior disappeared. Deliberately to hide his joy.
Wang Feng and Zhao Bing in the front seat didn't speak any more, but they could all feel the sweet and greasy atmosphere.
But Meng Ting with such a temperament, no one would hate it, Yan Sui's fall was not so unexpected, even though he and Meng Ting had only been in contact twice, they both felt that the wife of the head of the family was very pleasing to the eye.
Yan Sui looked out the window, he whispered, "Go to the company."
"Okay," Zhao Bing turned left at the fork in the road, Yan Sui was obviously reluctant to leave, and wanted to bring Meng Ting to the company.
Of course, this reluctance is mutual, Meng Ting is also reluctant to part with Yan Sui, more than ever.
However, he felt the marriage certificate in his arms, but felt that it was not hidden, and felt uneasy. He was happy to continue to follow Yan Sui, but also hugged their marriage certificate even more tightly.
Yan Sui's office is on the top floor of Yan's Building. They took the exclusive elevator and went upstairs directly, but no matter how few people they saw, it didn't take long for the news that Yan Sui brought a beautiful boy to the company to spread. Up and down, up to the general manager, down to the cleaning lady who sweeps the toilet.
Yesterday, the wedding invitations were sent to each family, and the entire Haicheng expensive circle, who in Yan's business didn't know that Yan Sui, the head of the Yan family, was going to marry an illegitimate son of the Meng family, but this illegitimate son was also Yan Sui's biological mother, He Wan. After looking for it, the two of them just couldn't match each other. After passing He Wan's test, there was no room for others to question it.
But right now Yan Sui has brought a beautiful boy to the company, what does this mean, it's hard for people not to gossip or think too much.
As the person involved, Yan Sui might be able to guess the shock of the people in the company, but Meng Ting didn't feel anything for the time being, he was still holding their marriage certificate carefully, and then Yan Sui took him away.
"Have someone go to the restaurant on the ninth floor and bring some fruit." A boy of Meng Ting's age might prefer to eat some snacks, but right now his body is not fully recovered, and if the snacks get angry, the fruit will be fine.
Wang Feng brought in the washed fruits in person, and Yan Sui was teaching Meng Ting how to play games on the tablet.
Meng Ting is not unfamiliar with these electronic products, but in the past he used them for studying and rarely played games, and he was willing to let Yan Sui teach him.
"It's dead..." Meng Ting looked down at the dead characters in the plot, it seemed that Yan Sui rarely played games.
"Cough," Yan Sui said, without any embarrassment on his face, he stroked Meng Ting's hair, "You play first, I'll take you to dinner later."
"Well," Meng Ting nodded, he knew that Yan Sui was afraid that he would be bored, but he wouldn't, even if he didn't have a mobile phone, he wouldn't feel bored, some special experiences, the last thing he was afraid of was being bored.
He can stay alone for a long, long time, he can think about many things, or he doesn't have to think about anything, as long as he doesn't make him hungry, everything else is easy to talk about.
Yan Sui sat on the main seat, looked at Meng Ting again, and then began to seriously work. Naturally, people came to his office. Those people got wind of it earlier, so they were naturally curious about Meng Ting who was serious about playing games. Quite, based on Yan Sui's majesty, there are not many people who dare to look at him more.
And Meng Ting only thought that they were the same people as Wang Feng, who had business to do, and it was even more impossible for him to take the initiative to talk to them.
He plays games like Yan Sui, he dies and dies again, but who makes him feel good, even after dying n times, he still feels happy.
But some things didn't appeal to him very much, he played for a while, then quit, the office was quiet at the moment, Yan Sui bowed his head to approve the documents, Meng Ting turned sideways, took a photo with his mobile phone quietly, Then he sat on his back, and it took him a long time to turn around, and Yan Sui was also looking at him.
"It's almost twelve o'clock, let's go have dinner, and then I'll take you back."
Because he couldn't bear to part with Meng Ting and detained people in his office, Yan Sui had never thought of such a thing before, but now he not only thought so, but also did it.
Meng Ting put the phone back in his pocket, got up and walked over by himself, he looked at Yan Sui, then bent down and hugged Yan Sui's neck, "I don't want to go back, can I still play games on the sofa in the afternoon? I will Very obedient, very obedient."
Yan Sui couldn't refuse Meng Ting's approach at all, let alone such a coquettish and pleading words.
"I'm afraid you'll feel bored," Meng Ting likes to be with him, how could he refuse, but the more so, the more he hopes that Meng Ting really likes it, rather than being forced by him.
"It's not boring, not at all." Meng Ting, who was about to get up, continued to hug him when he heard that, he let go a little bit, leaned closer, and kissed the corner of Yan Sui's mouth, "I like it."
Yan Sui's Adam's apple rolled up and down twice. Before he could move, the office door opened again. Although Wang Feng hurriedly withdrew again, the disturbed Meng Ting had already let go of Yan Sui. With a blushing face, she thought she was secretly looking at Yan Sui.
But he didn't have the skill to judge people. After two seconds, he gave up, "Do you hate me for kissing you?"
Yan Sui shook his head slowly, he couldn't resist this kind of intimacy, and he didn't hate it at all.
If there is any point, neither Meng Ting nor he will be able to reach the current situation that he cannot parry.
Meng Ting breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and the corners of his mouth raised, "I don't hate it either."
He didn't dislike anything, Meng Ting's words were so straightforward, Yan Sui couldn't understand, he stood up, Meng Ting stretched out his hand, and the two walked towards the door together.
Yan Sui's hand landed on the handle of the door, and he retracted it after a while, but he let go of Meng Ting's hand, pressed the whole body against the door again, then lowered his head and kissed Meng Ting's lips.
"Close your eyes."
Hearing this, Meng Ting slowly closed his eyes. There was still some fruity sweetness in his mouth, which was plundered in a few moments, and it was tainted with the aura that belonged to Yan Sui. Both of them breathed quickly. This kiss It was still a bit out of order, but it was much better than the hasty and hasty kiss in the corridor of the Civil Affairs Bureau before.
Meng Ting was no longer in a daze, but responded clumsily and proactively.
Kissing and kissing, the distance between the two disappeared, and they were tightly pressed together through the clothes. The desire brought out by a kiss was surging and fierce. Yan Sui's eyes gradually darkened, and Meng Ting sensed some danger. I didn't dare to move my breath.
About ten minutes later, Yan Sui let go of the suppression on Meng Ting a little bit, but it was only in the aura field that he was still locked in his arms and did not let go. He lifted Meng Ting's jaw and said in a low voice, "Meng Ting, You have no chance to regret it."
A kiss made him confirm his mind, and he also understood how naive his previous thoughts were. It was impossible for him to let go of Meng Ting.
Meng Ting didn't know why, but she shook her head firmly, "I don't regret it."
No matter what the outcome of the future is, he will not regret it, this path is chosen by himself, there is no need to regret it, and he will not regret it.
Yan Sui took another fixed look at Meng Ting, pulled him into his arms, and then stretched out his hand to open the door.
Wang Feng lowered his head politely, he was very helpless to break Yan Sui and Meng Ting's intimacy, who made him unlucky.
He followed them a few steps behind, and couldn't help taking a second look, but found that Yan Sui's attitude towards Meng Ting was different, obviously more possessive, a kind of possessive desire that belongs to males.
Yan Sui brought people into the restaurant, and after a few seconds, the entire restaurant was silent, all eyes staring at Meng Ting beside Yan Sui, Yan Sui glanced away, everyone bowed their heads consciously, and then the quiet restaurant returned to normal Loud, but also much lower than the original.
"What to eat?"
Meng Ting's attention had already been on the plates of food, he pointed to a few meat dishes, Yan Sui added two more, and then led Meng Ting to a side seat with the food.
As for Yan Sui's food, Wang Feng was responsible for serving it.
Meng Ting glanced at Wang Feng, feeling that he was being robbed of something to do. No, it should be because he reacted too slowly and didn't realize it. He could do this, but he didn't expect it this time, and he will definitely remember it next time.
Yan Sui, who was familiar with Meng Ting's appetite, got up to refill him a few times to make sure he was full before he brought him back.
As soon as they left, the voices in the restaurant rose immediately.
"It's really beautiful."
"Who the hell is he the boss?"
Wang Feng also followed Yan Sui and Meng Ting to leave, otherwise he would not be able to escape so easily if he was blocked by this bunch of gossiping people.
When Yan Sui was busy in the past, he also slept directly in the company. There was a cubicle in the office, which was naturally not as big as the one at home, but with a bed, a wardrobe, and a bathroom, it was not a problem to sleep occasionally for a few nights.
Yan Sui opened the room and led Meng Ting in, "You sleep here, and I'll be outside. When you wake up, come out and find me."
Meng Ting looked at the bed, then at Yan Sui, nodded slowly, he said he was going to be good, so naturally Yan Sui would do whatever he wanted, even if he didn't want to sleep very much.
Yan Sui adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner again, brought a glass of water to the bedside table, saw Meng Ting lay down and closed his eyes, he stood for a while before coming out.
After confirming that Yan Sui was gone, Meng Ting opened his eyes, took out the marriage certificate from his bosom, touched it lightly, and carefully put it in his bosom again, then closed his eyes again.
Yan Sui was dealing with things outside, and it didn't take long for him to receive a call from Gu Lang.
"Boss Yan, I heard that you brought a beautiful boy to the company?"
When it comes to gossip spirit, who can compare with Gu Lang, but when he heard these words, he didn't really believe it. He had seen Yan Sui's special treatment of Meng Ting with his own eyes, and the Yan Sui he knew was not the kind of half-hearted A person with two opinions, otherwise he would not be an old virgin who needs to be rescued.
Yan Sui's eyes became sharper upon hearing this, "What a beautiful boy, he is Meng Ting, your sister-in-law."
This word has spread to Gu Lang's ears, and I'm afraid that the whole noble circle in Haicheng will know it soon.
"It seems that most of them say that people are too idle." Yan Sui was talking about his employees of the Yan family, who were so idle that they wanted to gossip about the boss.
Gu Lang paused when he heard the words, not only his tone, but also his sitting posture, "I was wrong, it's my sister-in-law."
"However, why would you bring someone to Yan's?" It's not that he's not married yet, but he thought he was married at first, and Yan Sui doesn't seem like a man who would take his wife to work.
Hearing this, Yan Sui got up and walked to the French window, instead of looking back at Lang's question, he asked him instead.
"How can you be more active?" This is the question that Yan Sui has been worrying about after work today. He thinks that he should be more active than Meng Ting, but he can't think of how to be active and how to be active.
It was rare for Yan Sui to ask him a question. Gu Lang grinned, but his voice remained serious, "Being active is to act on your own will, and you can do it when you want to! I thought you, Yan Sui, knew what initiative is best. "
When the other children were still twisted by their parents, Yan Sui was very clear about his purpose. He was the only heir of the Yan family, and all his efforts were directed towards this. Now he really has made Yan The Yan family is firmly in his hands, and his voice in the Yan family is stronger than all previous patriarchs.
He is not active, what is active
Of course, this was just the past. When he was young and worked hard, the initiative was naturally grasped by Yan Sui, but later, when Yan was no longer a goal but a responsibility, that enthusiasm naturally faded.
Just do what you want... Judging from the current behavior, Meng Ting is really proactive towards him, confessing when he wants to confess, and kissing when he wants to kiss.
"I see."
Yan Sui turned off the phone and stood by the window for a while before returning to work. In fact, he had already made up his mind, but Meng Ting was not Yan Shi, he was more vivid than Yan Shi, and more difficult to deal with.
But there is no doubt that he is bound to win, and this questioning between him and Gu Lang just made him more clear.
As for how to take the initiative, he is afraid that it will be difficult to compare with Meng Ting, and he thinks that he needs stronger self-control than before to ensure that some things will not happen too early and leave flaws in their relationship.
At about two o'clock, Meng Ting rubbed his eyes and came out to look for someone. When he saw Yan Sui, he breathed a sigh of relief, nodded slightly to the others who were talking, then sat on the sofa by himself, and took the tablet come and play.
It was already half an hour after those people left Yan Sui's office one after another, when Yan Sui walked over, Meng Ting raised his face.
"Did you sleep well?"
Meng Ting thought for a while and told the truth, "I didn't sleep as well as you hugged me."
After waking up from the nightmare, he was in a completely unfamiliar room, and he was stunned for a long time before he remembered everything one by one. Even when he heard voices outside, he impatiently came out to look for someone.
Meng Ting moved himself, and slowly leaned forward into Yan Sui's arms, his voice was still low, "I always have nightmares, but if you hug me, I won't have such dreams."
With Yan Sui's brains, he thought clearly in less than a moment. This is the reason why Meng Ting insisted on him hugging him. It was not what he originally thought. Meng Ting was too straightforward. It's because they think too much and they get the meaning wrong.
But only these are okay, he is afraid that he will make mistakes in other things.
"What nightmare?" Yan Sui patted Meng Ting's back lightly, thinking about it without affecting his love for others.
Meng Ting buried his head on the side of Yan Sui's neck, and after a long time, he continued, "The constant nightmare of dying, I can't wake up, I don't like dreaming, not at all."
But dreaming cannot be prevented subjectively by Meng Ting. The quality of sleep in his previous life was not very good. The month of rebirth is pure torture.
And up to now, he has only been frustrated by himself, and he has not become irritable and irritable, which is already rare.
"I'll sleep with you in my arms from now on."
Yan Sui didn't need Meng Ting's own efforts to change his previous decision. But he also knew that this was a temporary solution, not the root cause, and Meng Ting's situation needed some help from outside if he wanted to solve it completely.
Hearing the words, Meng Ting slowly raised his head, a smile slowly bloomed in his eyes, he rubbed against his cheek, "Yan Sui, you are so kind."