Young Master Bo, your wife is going to heaven

Seeing the gloomy face of the bodyguard Jun, Sheng Nuan dripped with sweat.

"..."

Why at this moment I have a sense of derailment and being caught by my husband?

very square.

Ding.

Another message came in.

"Sorry, my phone was hacked just now."

Sheng Nuan hurriedly explained: "In fact, his mobile phone number was stolen."

"Oh, do you think I'll believe such nonsense?"

"It's true!" Sheng Nuan was so anxious that he was about to sweat.

Bao Siyan raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's not impossible for me to believe it. You just tell him that you are married and that you and your husband are very affectionate. Every night, you have more than ten couple activities."

"!!!"

Sheng Nuan sprayed water.

Let me go, there must be a limit to your rumors.

"No, your young master is delicate and frail, ten times, right..." She didn't want to talk about whether to send a message now, and according to this guy's peeing nature, she probably did.

But can it be normalized?

Bao Siyan didn't take it seriously, and gave examples one by one without shame: "Once before dinner, once after eating, once before taking a bath, once in the middle of the game, and once in the back court, and later on the bed..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Sheng Nuan's face twitched intermittently.

"Is that still human?"

He turned his head and stared at her with deep eyes: "It's because you don't understand men too much."

"What, what?" Seeing him like that, Sheng Nuan's heart was full.

There is a feeling that I don't dare to look at him.

At this time, it is better to reduce unnecessary conversations with him, otherwise, ahem, something indescribable may happen.

"Ok?"

She handed in her mobile phone in pain, feeling the same as an elementary school student being forced to hand over her mobile phone to the teacher.

Bao Siyan said: "Since you don't tell it yourself, then I will help you."

She bowed her head.

But the point is, typing is typing. The bodyguard classmate didn't think it was enough, so he deliberately said loudly: "Is there anything important? I was busy just now."

"What are you busy with?" Fu Zicong paused, in the impression that girl would not talk to him like this.

"Of course I have been fighting with my husband for [-] rounds. We get along very well. He made me feel an unprecedented experience."

Sheng Nuan's head almost dropped to the ground.

Please, can you not say it in your coquettish tone?

Really intoxicating.

"???"

Fu Zicong frowned, his phone was poisoned again today?
"what are you talking about?"

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to continue having sex with my husband."

After typing the last word, Bao Siyan returned the phone.

Sheng Nuan: "..."

Already faceless.

"Okay, I've already solved it for you. That man won't come to harass you again. You two are purely working. Are you grateful to me?"

Thank you sister.

Sheng Nuan was about to cry, but she couldn't show it, so she could only squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Thank you so much."

"You're welcome." Bao Siyan twitched his lips and said meaningfully, "Maybe you can have sex with the young master today?"

If my mother had prepared properly, she would indeed be able to get rid of her virgin body today.

Sheng Nuan hehe.

When he arrived at Bo's house, the bodyguard disappeared as usual. According to what he said before, he was worried about seeing the indescribable side of her and the young master.

"..."

I don't know if she has been hinted too much. When she came in today, she always felt that she had a heart, which was a bit square.

But think about it, that young master is so sick, what else can he do to himself?
Think more.

"Oh, young lady, you are back. My young master, without you by my side, I can't eat well, and I am quite haggard. No, I vomited blood today." The old lady looked sad. , I almost shed tears.

"So powerful?"

It's not long since I left.

"Hey, you don't know, the young master's condition is getting worse, the doctor said..."

Sheng Nuan is a little more generous, isn't it?

She hurriedly went upstairs, and as soon as she opened the door, she was frightened immediately.

How did a person who was fine before this become like this now?
The young master was lying lifelessly on the bed now, she stretched out her hand and leaned over, my god, is he even breathing so weakly?
No, you have to give chest compressions right away.

Sheng Nuan's mind was spinning rapidly, recalling the knowledge that the doctor gave him some time ago, such as folding his hands, and then pressing on the other's chest, and rhythmically.

Anyway, just press it.

She walked over quickly and pressed it.

Maybe it was inconvenient to stand, so she climbed directly onto the bed.

"I said, don't die." Otherwise, how will my mother earn money in the future?
Sheng Nuan sat down on him.

Bo Yeqing, who was lying down, almost groaned, this stinky girl, if you sit so hard, don't you worry about breaking yourself?
"Um……"

?

what sound?
No matter, continue to sit.

After a while, I found that something seemed wrong.

It seems that there is something, ahem, hard.

"..."

No matter how stupid she is, she knows what that means.

I go.

you sir!
Would a paralyzed person respond?

Just as she was about to come down, the door opened.

Fang Yingying who came in widened her eyes and looked at Sheng Nuan in disbelief: "You... what are you doing?"

"What else can I do, I'm just..."

Sheng Nuan wanted to explain, but looking down at her current posture, she seemed a little confused.

"That." She said an opening line that is common in both TV dramas and movies, "It's not what you think."

Fang Yingying narrowed her meaningful eyes: "I understand, I understand."

"..."

wipe.

What do you know.

"I know the young master is good-looking, but I didn't expect that you would not let a single patient go." Fang Yingying squinted.

"!!!"

Sheng Nuan really wanted to tear her mouth off: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

She was speechless, the corner of her mouth twitched wildly, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Fang Yingying explained belatedly: "Oh, it's like this. I just heard that the young master vomited blood. I was worried that it might be related to the glutinous rice dumplings we gave him last time. I wanted to take a look, but I didn't expect ..."

That last look said it all.

"It's all said no!"

Sheng Nuan was a little irritable, how to explain to her that she sat on a man and just wanted to have him?

"I think the same as you, so I'll come and take a look. By the way, I'll give him some breathing first aid. I just sat on him just now to increase the strength of the chest compression." She said solemnly.

Fang Yingying didn't care anymore, she stepped forward and sniffed his breath: "The breathing is very strong."

"???"

She also stepped forward, probed, and found that this was really the case.

Strange.

Didn't you look weak just now?
Could it be that he recovered in minutes by sitting on someone else?