Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

"Ding bell~"

A slight ringing broke the silence in the room.

The bright sunlight had penetrated the curtains and faintly fell on the floor of the room.

"what's up?"

A hoarse voice sounded softly.

After two seconds of silence, a gentle male voice on the other end of the phone said: "Mr. Zuo, are you still coming to the meeting this morning?"

"what?"

Zuo Ling'an's hazy thoughts came back instantly. He twitched his hand slightly, only to find that it was being held by Sang Qingjiu and he couldn't pull it out at all.

"I'm not going."

As he spoke, he lowered his voice and coughed twice, "I'm a little sick. You can take care of today's affairs."

"Okay, Mr. Zuo, I hope you will recover soon."

The male voice responded and quickly hung up the phone.

He is Zuo Ling'an's recently recruited assistant.

Hearing Zuo Ling'an complain about illness, he didn't have too much doubt. After all, he was also aware of Zuo Ling'an's poor health.

only……

I always felt that something was wrong with Mr. Zuo’s voice just now.

The assistant thought, but did not think about it in depth, but quickly got into work.

On the other end, Zuo Ling'an took a long breath.

"woke up!"

He reached out and pinched Sang Qingjiu's nose, "Don't pretend to be asleep, open your eyes quickly."

Sang Qingjiu slowly opened his eyes, looked at him with a smile, and said in a low voice: "Good morning, young master."

"not good!"

Zuo Ling'an stared at her in shame and annoyance, "You went too far last night!"

He even shouted stop.

This woman refused to stop.

He really has reached the age where he is like a wolf and a tiger, how can he withstand it at such a young age?

"Where is it too much?"

Sang Qingjiu slowly put his hands on his waist and glanced at him.

At this moment, Zuo Ling'an was sitting, the quilt slipped down, and Sang Qingjiu could see the spring beauty all over his body.

The more she looked, the more subtle her eyes became.

"Stop touching!"

Zuo Ling'an slapped her hand away angrily.

"Young Master, your irreverent attitude is really not good."

Sang Qingjiu sighed and shook his head, "I gave up my innocence to you. This early in the morning, you didn't give me a good look and didn't say anything, and you still gave me a bad look. Who do you think is too much?"

"Sang Qingjiu!"

"Here~"

Sang Qingjiu pinched his slightly thin waist and said, "I'll give you some support later, he's too thin."

"Too skinny? Then don't touch it."

"That's not possible. If I have a treasure like you, why wouldn't I touch it?"

Hearing this, Zuo Ling'an glared at her again.

This made Sang Qingjiulang laugh out loud.

The two of them had a fuss under the quilt for a while, and Sang Qingjiu whispered a few soft words, coaxing Zuo Ling'an to smile.

After a while, they both packed up and walked out of the room.

The old housekeeper downstairs looked at the two of them, first surprised, then stunned, then beaming, and hurriedly asked the kitchen to stew the soup.

Sir, Madam.

The young master has grown up.

He actually ate cabbage!

Our old Zuo family will definitely have a successor soon!

The old housekeeper was so considerate and showed extreme kindness to Sang Qingjiu.

Zuo Ling'an didn't notice his little thoughts. He sat on the chair and took two bites of breakfast. Then he turned to look at Sang Qingjiu as if he suddenly remembered something.

Sang Qingjiu took a slow sip of the warm milk and lightly ran his tongue over his lips.

In just one moment, Zuo Ling'an's face turned red.

"Young Master, what are you thinking about?"

Sang Qingjiu asked with a joking smile.

Zuo Ling'an pursed his lips and said, "What do you care what I think?"

After a while, he suddenly asked: "Well... now that it's like this, when do you plan to marry me?"

"Not yet."

As soon as he started speaking, Zuo Ling'an's face sank.

Sang Qingjiu had no choice but to explain quickly: "The procedures for that planet have not been completed yet. I don't have a household registration in the Central Star Territory yet, so I can't get the certificate from you for the time being."

That's it~

Zuo Ling'an felt relieved, "I remember you are almost done with it, right?"

"There is still some finishing work, which will be completed by the end of next month at the latest."

Sang Qingjiu said, then smiled and said: "Then young master, when do you plan to come home with me to meet my brother?"

"It's not like I've never seen it before."

Thinking of that reckless man Sang Xing, Zuo Ling'an felt helpless and upset, and complained in a low voice: "He doesn't like me."

Sang Xing really didn't appreciate Zuo Ling'an very much.

Sang Xing felt that Zuo Ling'an was weak, and he admired the strong more.

"You are living with me, as long as I like it."

Sang Qingjiu responded casually.

Zuo Ling'an glanced at her, but did not refute this.

This was the beginning of the matter, and Zuo Ling'an became more and more accepting of it later.

He hired two more assistants for himself and handed over most of the company's affairs to them. He himself only went to the company every now and then.

The excuse often used is illness.

After all, the trick is not new, just easy to use.

In fact, I usually messed around too much with Sang Qingjiu at night and couldn't get up the next day.

After a while, Zuo Ling'an discovered that Sang Qingjiu was reading about genetic medicine.

"What are you looking at this for?"

He walked over and opened the book in Sang Qingjiu's hand. When he saw the name, he was a little surprised.

"just looking around."

Sang Qingjiu put the book down casually and played with Zuo Ling'an's hand.

His fingers are slender, white, and have well-defined joints. His neatly manicured nails are very clean, and his fingertips are almost pink, which is good news for people who are hand-loving.

"Shortcomings."

Sang Qingjiu turned his hand over and over for a while and whispered.

"What is missing?"

"Missing a ring."

Sang Qingjiu said this, but he took out a string of wooden beads from nowhere and put them on his wrist.

The black wooden beads made his white wrists even more dazzling.

Lowering his head and sniffing, the wooden beads still exude a refreshing fragrance.

"what is this?"

Zuo Ling'an fiddled with his fingertips twice curiously.

Small beads are strung together one by one. It looks like there are about a hundred of them, they are very beautiful.

He had never seen such wooden skewers before.

However, this smell smells somewhat familiar.

"Tianxiangmu. I have read your physical examination report. The aroma of Tianxiangmu is somewhat good for you, so I got a bunch for you."

Sang Qingjiu's explanation was nonchalant, but Zuo Ling'an was stunned.

Tianxiangmu?

It turned out to be Tianxiangmu!

Haven't I heard that this thing is extinct?

"Where did you get it?"

"If you need it, find someone to replace it."

Sang Qingjiu said slowly, without mentioning how troublesome it was to get these beads.

But Zuo Ling'an is a good person and he knows that this thing is not easy to handle.

Even with his family's huge financial resources, his parents could only get him a wooden sign after searching for something.

Nowadays, I don’t know how much material was used to create such a large string of beads.

"Thanks."

Zuo Ling'an said a little uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, he lowered his head and tapped Sang Qingjiu's lips gently.

Sang Qingjiu's eyebrows instantly rose, and the smile on his lips became more wanton, "Young Master, this thank you gift is a bit thin~"