False Poor and Real Boss

However, before Xin Rong finished speaking, the light in the living room was already turned on.

The room suddenly became extremely bright, and he subconsciously turned his face to avoid Yan Fei's gaze.

"What's wrong with your forehead?" Yan Fei looked at the gauze wrapped on top of his head in surprise.

He walked up to Xin Rong and wanted to touch his forehead, but Xin Rong grabbed his hand.

"It's okay, it will be fine in two days."

Seeing his indifferent expression, Yan Fei's chest heaved violently a few times.

"Does it seem to be okay? With such a big wound, you don't want me to turn on the light, and you still want to hide it from me?"

He stared at Xin Rong angrily and distressedly.

"what happened?"

Xin Rong pursed his lips, and had the urge to smoke again. He threw the lighter in his hand back on the coffee table, and said without expression: "I had an argument with my dad, and he hit it with a glass."

Yan Fei widened his eyes.

"You don't hide when he hits you?"

"I made him angry, and he deserved to be hit. His heart is not good, and his emotions are prone to accidents." Xin Rong's eyes were complicated: "After throwing the cup, he was sent for rescue..."

"You—" Yan Fei was so angry that he didn't know what to say.If Xin Rong's father is in good health, he can complain about it, but Xin Rong's father is sick and has a bad heart. Even if he loses his temper and beats Xin Rong up, he seems to have nothing to say to an outsider. explain.

Seeing Yan Fei clenched his fists, looking like a chipmunk, Xin Rong couldn't help rubbing the top of his head twice.

"Okay, I'm afraid you'll make a fuss, so I don't want you to know."

"I'm making a fuss?" Yan Fei squinted at him with dangerous eyes: "Do you think I can remain indifferent when I see you hurt?"

Only then did Xin Rong realize that he seemed to have said something wrong.

"That's not what I mean, I just think...it's not a serious wound..."

Yan Fei lowered his face and said coldly: "Then what do you think is serious? Disability? Cancer? Xin Rong, can you take care of your body! Even if you don't love yourself, have you ever thought about my feelings? I think How do I feel when you get hurt?"

"Have you thought about this?"

Xin Rong looked at his red eye sockets, guilt and remorse emerged from his chest.

"Yan Fei, I'm sorry... I didn't think about this..."

Yan Fei stood, not looking at him, her beautiful profile was still tense.

Xin Rong sighed, pulled him over, and kissed him on top of his head.

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Yan Fei was hugged and coaxed by him, and the anger and grievance in his chest eased a lot.But he wanted Xin Rong to learn a lesson, so he folded his arms and looked indifferent.

Xin Rong didn't expect that his own initiative to kiss him would not work. He looked at Yan Fei's hard face and tentatively touched his cheek.

Could it be that a face kiss is useful?

Yan Fei felt restless after being touched by him, and his expression didn't falter.

Xin Rong noticed the slight change in his expression, he blinked, and kissed him on the right cheek.

The corners of Yan Fei's mouth could not help but curl up, and he tried to hold it back.

"That's not enough? Forget it, I'll go back to my room and reflect..." Seeing that he was still unmoved, Xin Rong showed obvious disappointment.

However, after only two steps, he was dragged into his arms.

"Why are you so impatient?"

Yan Fei looked at him angrily.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

Xin Rong smiled.

Only then did Yan Fei realize that he had been tricked by him, so he held Xin Rong's face and bit him hard on the mouth.

"Are you a dog?"

Xin Rong was hurt by his bite.

"Yes, little wolf dog."

Yan Fei licked his lips, savoring the taste of Xin Rong, eager to try.

"I think it's the little milk dog."

Xin Rong touched her lips. Fortunately, although it hurt, there was no blood.Otherwise, if he went out to meet people tomorrow, he would have a wound on his forehead and a wound on his mouth, and his image would be too ugly.

"How am I like a little milk dog?" Yan Fei was very unwilling to be described as that kind of soft animal that only knows how to be cute.

"Eye."

Wet and shiny, always looking at him with anticipation and admiration.When Xin Rong met his eyes, he was confused.

"like this?"

Yan Fei bent his palms and placed them on both sides of his head, blinking his big eyes, and made a barking gesture.

Xin Rong was amused by him and laughed out loud.

Yan Fei looked at his smiling face with obsession in his eyes.

He opened his arms, asking Xin Rong to hug him.

Xin Rongzheng was so cute by him, she subconsciously stretched out her arms to hug him.

Yan Fei seized the opportunity, held his face and kissed him.

Xin Rong opened his mouth and let his tongue wreak havoc in his mouth.

Yan Fei kissed him from different angles, her warm breath fell on Xin Rong's face.Their lips and teeth intertwined, their breath hot and lingering.

Xin Rong was a little deprived of oxygen by his kiss.

"Hmm... stop..."

He pushed Yan Fei away with difficulty.

There was water on Yan Fei's lips, and when he was pushed away suddenly, he looked at Xin Rong puzzled and aggrieved.

Xin Rong pointed to his forehead.

"I have a headache."

Yan Fei suddenly showed a guilty expression.He carefully touched the gauze on Xin Rong's forehead with an apologetic expression.

"Does it still hurt now?"

"It's better than before."

"Then why don't you lie down first?" Yan Fei helped him sit on the sofa.

Seeing his cautious look, Xin Rong laughed and said, "It's not that exaggerated. I'll sleep and wake up tomorrow and I'll be fine."

"Then I'll go and give you a bath."

Yan Fei busied himself attentively.

Fearing that he would knock his head in the bathroom, Yan Fei insisted on going in to help him take a bath.

"It's not helping you when you come in."

Xin Rong stood behind the glass partition and firmly rejected him.

"Then you must tell me if you feel uncomfortable!"

Yan Fei was very worried that he would suddenly faint while washing in the bathroom.

"You should worry more about yourself."

Xin Rong closed the shower curtain.

Hearing the sound of dripping water behind him, Yan Fei licked his lips, feeling itchy in his heart.

It's been a long time since I made out with Xin Xin...

After 15 minutes, Xin Rong took a shower and came out wrapped in a towel, while someone was still waiting at the door anxiously.

"It's getting late, go to sleep."

Xin Rong patted his head lightly.

"Tomorrow weekend, you don't have to go to the company, do you?"

Yan Fei followed him out of the bathroom.

"Well, I'll take care of things at home."

"That's great, I bought a new pot, and I'll cook for you tomorrow at noon."

Xin Rong squinted at him.

"It's cooking noodles again?"

"No, I learned claypot rice from my mother, and it's guaranteed to be delicious."

"You haven't announced in the past few days?" Xin Rong was a little puzzled.

Yan Fei lay on the bed, with his hands behind his head, and said with a smile: "It was a blessing in disguise, Ge Yun gave me a two-week vacation. And now I have an injury on my face, so I can't appear in the camera."

Xin Rong looked at his face carefully.The two wounds on Yan Fei's right face that were scratched by the glass had already formed dark scabs, but even so, the beauty of the whole face was not damaged.Instead, it added a touch of dangerous charm to him.

Xin Rong laughed at herself in the bottom of her heart, it really is beauty in the eye of the beholder.

"Then you can use this time to rest and adjust."

Xin Rong thought for a while, and then said, "Anyway, you are not short of money, and the manager is still your cousin."

Yan Fei choked on him.

Of course he understood that Xin Rong was still concerned about the fact that he had deceived him.

Seeing Xin Rong lying on the bed with half-closed eyes, he couldn't help but rush over to him, putting his hands on top of him.

"Are you still mad at me?"

He kissed the tip of his nose.

Xin Rong opened his eyes and sighed, "No, go to sleep."

Yan Fei knew that he was tired, so he didn't pester him, but just kissed him on the mouth.

"OK, good night."

Satisfied, he lay down next to Xin Rong.

But not long after the two fell asleep, Xin Rong's phone rang.

Yan Fei was woken up, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Xin Rong sitting on the bed, holding a mobile phone in his hand.

"I see... I still need to observe... Well, you and Qi Ze should go back and rest first..."

Seeing that he hung up the phone, Yan Fei leaned over and asked concerned: "Is it news from the hospital?"

"Well, the operation has just ended, and the situation is not ideal. My dad is in the ICU."

Yan Fei just filmed a medical drama not long ago, and he knows exactly what it means for a patient to be sent to the ICU.

"Uncle will be fine for sure. Last time he was rescued, but he gradually recovered..." Yan Fei stroked Xin Rong's back and comforted him, "It will definitely come out after a few days of observation."

Xin Rong didn't speak, just shook his head.

The thin moonlight shone into the room, and he sat bent over the head of the bed with a stern and melancholy profile.

"I did that on purpose."

He spoke suddenly, his voice was low and hoarse, as if he was choking on something.

"I had expected this result a long time ago. I said those words on purpose to anger him, just to make him feel better... Yan Fei, I'm not the kind of person you imagined."

Yan Fei sat up and gently hugged him from behind.

"I know, there is a gap between you and your father." He leaned against Xin Rong's generous back, and said in a muffled voice, "But you have done a good job. If I were in your position, I would definitely hate him for the rest of my life. It's best not to get in touch with each other forever."

Feeling the embrace behind her, Xin Rong frowned slightly.

Yan Fei grew up in a happy native family, he thought he might not be able to understand his feelings.But unexpectedly, he could say these words to comfort him.

"No matter what decision you make, I will support you." Yan Fei wrapped his arms around his waist with a clear and firm voice.

His words had a strange reassuring power, Xin Rong looked down at the arms around her waist, and slowly covered Yan Fei's hands with her palms.

"Well, go to sleep."

**

The next day, for the first time ever, the two slept on the bed until past ten o'clock.

When Xin Rong woke up, someone was hanging on him like a koala bear. Of course, his hands were also around Yan Fei's waist, and his profile was almost pressed against his face.

With great difficulty, Xin Rong pulled half of her body out of Yan Fei's arms.

Losing the warmth in her arms, Yan Fei, who was still sleeping, frowned, subconsciously touched the side.

Xin Rong stuffed the pillow into his arms.

What he didn't expect was that Yan Fei closed his eyes, touched the pillow, and then threw it aside in disgust.

"Xin Xin..." He muttered, groping around with his hands, with a slightly irritable expression.Realizing that he couldn't find what he thought of no matter what, he frowned handsomely and slowly opened his eyes.

Xin Rong sat on the head of the bed, looking at his expression with great interest when he just woke up.

Yan Fei's thick eyelashes trembled, his blank gaze slowly focused, and when he realized that Xin Rong was sitting beside him looking at him, his fair face flushed.

It's over, his hair must have been messed up, and there may be gum in his eyes, so Xin Xin can't see it!

He quickly covered his face with a pillow.

"It's rare that you still know how to be shy."

Xin Rong chuckled, took the pillow off his face, and scratched his nose.

"Get up, little lazy pig."

Yan Fei blushed even more, almost daring not to look at Xin Rong's expression.

Talking about love early in the morning is too foul!No, no, no, he has to find a way to win back!