Shelf life love

Secretary Xu and a private doctor came to the "small broken house" of Bailaiping. Qi Lin felt ashamed, and the last thing he did in the living room was to silently move the A-frame ladder back to the cabinet on the balcony.

Not long ago, he fell from the A-line ladder, if Ye Zhuohan hadn't reacted quickly, his forehead would have hit the corner of the coffee table.

The fairy Ye Zhuohan hugged him, but because of the momentum, he fell backwards and hit the coffee table with his waist.

To make matters worse, Ye Zhuohan's right ring finger was swollen visibly, as if a bone was broken.

Although Ye Zhuohan didn't say anything, but his fingers connected to his heart, Qi Lin knew it must be in pain just by looking at it.

Immortals are immortals, and the expression of restraint and forbearance when they are in pain is also very attractive-the frown is slightly trembling, the thin lips are pale, and they are pursed from time to time, there are fine beads of sweat on the bridge of the nose, the eyelids are drooping, and the eyeballs are wet due to moisture. Very dark.

It's simply frivolous.

Qi Lin hurriedly pinched himself, hurriedly helped Ye Zhuohan up, and said anxiously, "I'll take you to the hospital right away!"

"It's okay." Ye Zhuohan just said calmly, "Call me."

Not long after the phone call, Secretary Xu brought the doctor to the door.

Qi Lin stuck to his bedroom door, eavesdropping on the movement in the living room.

Secretary Xu and the doctor's voices were not loud, and they couldn't hear clearly intermittently.But Qi Lin was too embarrassed to go out, after all, it was him who caused Ye Zhuohan's injury.

Secretary Xu seemed to say that tomorrow's event would be postponed, but Ye Zhuohan said that everything would remain as usual.

Qi Lin almost put his face in the door.

The Ye Zhuohan at this time was quite different from the Ye Zhuohan he was familiar with, but was similar to what Gu Rong described to him at first, stern, calm, and well-mannered.

Qi Lin thought for a while, and felt that Ye Zhuohan, who was "calling her husband" one by one, was just a funny comparison of the current Ye Zhuohan's split.

He quietly opened the door a crack, and the movement in the living room became clearer.

While dealing with the finger injury, the doctor explained the precautions, such as avoid touching water, not using force, and eating a light diet.Secretary Xu talked about work matters.Ye Zhuohan didn't look at anyone, his eyes were closed and he was in a restful state.

Qi Lin's neck stretched longer and longer, when Ye Zhuohan opened his eyes, he was startled, before he had time to retract his neck, he happened to meet Ye Zhuohan's eyes.

The next moment, Ye Zhuohan beckoned to him, interrupting the doctor's chatter, "No, he will do it for me."

Qi Linmeng is stunned!

What is "he fucked me"?

I... for you?

I will not give it!

There are outsiders here!

The doctor was in his forties, and upon hearing this, he looked in the direction of the bedroom.

Qi Lin maintained the posture of a giraffe with his lower body in the bedroom, his upper body hanging outside, and his neck stretched out.

He saw that the doctor actually smiled.

What are you laughing at?Is it so funny to hear people speak yellow accents?You are very old.

Ye Zhuohan said again: "Come here."

Qi Lin is like facing a big enemy.

I hurt you, you're going to fuck me?

Is that why I took the initiative to fall off the A-line ladder?If you don't stimulate me, can I fall down?

The doctor said gently: "Mr. Qi, come here, let me tell you how to give Mr. Ye medicine."

Qi Lin: "???"

So it was just... taking medicine?

There are several medicine bottles on the table, and the doctor introduces them one by one.Qi Linzhi nodded, and caught sight of Ye Zhuohan from the corner of his eye.Shenxian was explaining tomorrow's project meeting to Secretary Xu with a cold face, whether he cherished words like gold or pearls, anyway, he didn't look like the person who made him wrestle with embarrassment.

A quarter of an hour later, Secretary Xu and the doctor left.

Qi Lin squatted in front of the sofa with the medicine bottle in one hand and cotton in the other.

Ye Zhuohan's fingers were wrapped with a thick circle of gauze, and it was the bruise on his waist that needed his help to apply the medicine.

"You..." Qi Lin changed the words, "Are you teasing your clothes?"

Ye Zhuohan did as he did.

This was the first time Qi Lin saw Ye Zhuohan's tight waist.

It is true to say that you look thin when you dress and take off your clothes. Ye Zhuohan’s waist is narrow but strong, with beautiful ridges and clear waists, as if his strength is tightly bound. If he plays football, he will definitely have excellent explosive power. A striker who can blast the ball into the opponent's goal from his own half.

That situation, thinking about it, is hearty.

Qi Lin shook his head when the fun was over.

Burst?What am I thinking!

Ye Zhuohan: "Huh?"

"This is it, this is it." Qi Lin didn't want to quarrel with Ye Zhuohan now.There was a big bruise on the fairy's back, which was painful to look at.

He used to regard fighting as a common occurrence, and he had already gained experience from applying medicine.But applying medicine to Ye Zhuohan's body is different from applying medicine to himself.Ye Zhuohan is a god, and the gods have to take care of him meticulously.

"What were you thinking just now?" Ye Zhuohan asked suddenly before the medicine was finished.

Qi Lin: "Which one just now?"

Ye Zhuohan: "When I called you."

"I……"

I was thinking about you cumming, no, can you say something like that?

Ye Zhuohan: "You seem to be admiring my waist."

Of course Qi Lin would not admit it, "Is there anything to admire, I don't have?"

"Then you show me?"

"Think beautifully!"

Ye Zhuohan snorted, half-closed his eyes, a little sly, but also a little cheerful, "I've already seen it."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Qi Lin immediately remembered that the day Ye Zhuohan dragged his suitcase, he stood at the door and opened his sexy nightgown like an exhibitionist.

Ye Zhuohan definitely reminded him of this on purpose!

Ye Zhuohan, this bad guy, has been hurt like this, and he still doesn't forget to shame him.

What is the real picture?

The steady and cold Mr. Ye just now died?

Qi Lin took a deep breath and silently recited "He was hurt for you, he broke his hand for you, he broke his waist for you" silently, and then he calmed down, "Mr. Ye, why can't you face me like your face?" How about being as honest as Secretary Xu?"

Dare you not talk less, you saved all your words, and shot at me like a machine gun?

After speaking, Qi Lin felt something was wrong.

Why can't he get along with the word "shot" today?

Ye Zhuohan seemed to be thinking.

Qi Lin stared at his closed mouth, not knowing what words would come out when the two beautiful lips touched.

There was something to look forward to.

After half a minute, Ye Zhuohan finally spoke, "You call me husband, does he call me husband?"

Qi Lin: "..."

Secretary Xu who was driving: "Uh."

The doctor asked with concern: "Uncomfortable?"

Secretary Xu shook his head, "My heart tightened suddenly. It seems that someone is talking about me."

Beside Qi Lin who suffered a soul blow, Ye Zhuohan stood up, "Since you call me husband, of course I have to treat you differently, this is my duty as a partner."

Qi Lin grabbed the scourge's wrist, "Do you all have two brains when you are the CEO?"

It's like two people are locked in your shell, do you know that?

When Ye Zhuohan looked down at people, he felt oppressive.

After being watched by him for a while, Qi Lin felt a little overwhelmed, "Forget it, you're injured, you're precious, you can do anything right."

After tossing and tossing all night, finally lying on the bed, Qi Lin kicked over the quilt.

Tonight I was supposed to have a heart-to-heart talk with Ye Zhuohan, but nothing came out except that he should be called Ye Zhuohan's husband.

Qi Lin beat his chest like a gorilla, and suddenly heard a small movement from outside.

He glanced at the time, it was already 1 o'clock in the morning.He was so stunned that he couldn't sleep, could it be that Ye Zhuohan couldn't sleep either?

Why can't Ye Zhuohan fall asleep!

Wait a moment.Qi Lin sat up, frowned and thought, could it be that he couldn't sleep because of the pain?

The back injury should be okay, but the pain in the fingers is really uncomfortable.

For a kind person like Qi Lin, the last thing he wants is for others to suffer because of his own mistakes - "kindness" is what Gu Rong said.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Qi Lin still couldn't hold back, and touched the door.

Open the door, only to hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Ye Zhuohan is actually taking a bath!

Did you lick your hair?

Qi Lin shook his head, and immediately thought that Ye Zhuohan didn't wash up before entering the guest room.

Did you secretly take a shower in the middle of the night because you didn't want to bother him?

Qi Lin suddenly felt a ton of guilt, and wanted to knock on the bathroom door, asking if he needed help?Are your hands not wet?

But before he could make up his mind, the sound of the water stopped.

Qi Lin quickly retreated to the bedroom.

After another very light sound, the door of the guest room closed.

In the early morning of the next day, Qi Lintian got up before dawn - he didn't fall asleep much.

When Ye Zhuohan opened the door at that time, he saw Qi Lin sitting in front of his door with the same little horse.

"You..." Ye Zhuohan frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"

Qi Lin tilted his head angrily, "Call me husband, I'll help you go to the bathroom."

In fact, what he had been brewing all night was "I'll urinate for you", if he said this, he would have to kill Ye Zhuohan on the spot and get a beautiful head.

But in the end, he let Ye Zhuohan go.

Give the gods some face.

Ye Zhuohan's lips moved slightly, "No need."

After finishing speaking, he passed him and walked towards the bathroom.

Qi Lin followed with a Maza, "Can you hold it?"

Ye Zhuohan closed the bathroom door.

Qi Lin: "Tsk!"

As a partner, he sincerely wanted to help Ye Zhuohan, but he didn't appreciate it.

Qi Lin was thinking that you should not urinate crookedly on the floor, while putting both hands underneath, raising the ring finger of his right hand, to experience the feeling of urinating with one less finger.

Ye Zhuohan opened the door, but he still hasn't let go.

What a beautiful encounter.

The atmosphere should have been embarrassing, but maybe there have been too many embarrassing things recently, Qi Lin straightened his posture calmly, "I baked milk pancakes, it's my best breakfast, do you want to try it?"

Ye Zhuohan nodded reservedly.

Qi Lin saw the electric toothbrush in his hand, and said again: "You brush your teeth yourself, and I will twist the towel for you."

"Thank you."

When Ye Zhuohan was eating the cake, Qi Lin looked at him for a long time, his heart ached, no, he felt affection, "Boss Ye, can I go to your office?"

Ye Zhuohan turned his head.

"No other meaning." Qi Lin said: "How can I say, you are also injured because of me, what do you want to eat at noon, I can deliver it to you."

Seeing that Ye Zhuohan didn't speak, Qi Lin guessed that his hot face was sticking to his cold butt. Why should he worry about the president's lunch?

"Forget it if you can't." Qi Linman waved his hands nonchalantly, "Go ahead and eat, the cake is going to be cold."

Ye Zhuohan wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, "Of course."

"Give me a meal for my husband, my husband is very happy."

Qi Lin: "..."

I'm not happy, can I go back on my word?