Shelf life love

At this time, the "run away" studio——

A group of people stared at the windy man Ye Zhuohan in astonishment, and reacted and shouted: "Where is the boss? Go and tell the boss, Mr. Ye Yeye is here!"

A group of people huddled in the tea room, Huang Yu helped Qi Lin who fell down but did not lose consciousness, got up in a hurry, and was about to pinch him.

Qi Lin: "..."

Huang Yu: "Boss!"

Qi Lin slapped his paw away weakly, "Excuse me, I'm not dizzy yet, are you planning to pinch me out?"

Gu Rong was next door, and rushed over upon hearing the news, "That's great, that's great, I can still talk!"

Qi Lin: "..."

The whole first floor was a mess, when Ye Zhuohan heard that Qi Lin had fallen in the tea room, his already calm face turned colder, and he immediately quickened his pace, almost running into the tea room in the corner.

Huang Yu was about to carry Qi Lin to the hospital, when he saw the big boss poking at the door, he almost shivered in fright.

Qi Lin was so uncomfortable that he could barely open his eyes, when he saw Ye Zhuohan, he thought he was dazzled.

The last chat record on WeChat was "Xiaomeilong is here to catch you.jpg" sent by Ye Zhuohan.

Like the previous "dumb melon", they are not real emoticons, but typed by Ye Zhuohan.

He fell down before he had time to think, but Ye Zhuohan didn't expect that Ye Zhuohan was just playing around.

Xiao Meilong really came.

Qi Lin was used to being aggressive in "running away", and even Gu Rong gave him some points.

At this moment, this situation made him feel very embarrassed, he forced a smile, and said bravely: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that his legs are weak."

Huang Yu thought to herself, my legs are weak, okay?Mr. Ye is so scary!

Ye Zhuohan pushed aside the crowd and walked up to Qi Lin.

He happened to be facing the light coming in from the window, and there was a circle of golden light on the cool-colored shirt.

Qi Lin swallowed the non-existent saliva inappropriately.

It's all because of the designer's rich imagination.

Otherwise, how could he have pictured in his mind a picture of Ye Zhuohan cutting through the waves and reaching out to him.

Gu Rong of Lang, Huang Yu of Lang, and subordinates of Lang: Are we not human anymore?

With strong arms, Ye Zhuohan took Qi Lin from Huang Yu's side, and frowned the moment his skin touched.

The next moment, everyone crowded in the tea room saw Ye Zhuohan lower his head and directly touched their boss's forehead with his forehead, "You have a fever."

Qi Lin opened his mouth, feeling that other heats in his body—such as shyness—burned him more than the fever.

Under the eyes of everyone, he was actually hugged by Ye Zhuohan.

"I can walk by myself!" Qi Lin said.

Ye Zhuohan was very straightforward, "You can't."

"I can."

"you can not."

There is a kind of inability to make your husband feel that you cannot.

After arguing, Ye Zhuohan had already walked out of the tea room with someone in his arms.

Gu Rong: "..."

Huang Yu: "..."

The noisy first floor suddenly became extraordinarily quiet.

Although Qi Lin was seriously ill and didn't even have the energy to quarrel with Ye Zhuohan, he still focused on his work, tilted his head in an awkward posture, and shouted into the tea room: "Gu Rong, the two teams will help me watch, Make sure to publish the picture today, Huang Yu, don't be lazy..."

Huang Yu poked Gu Rong, "What is he talking about?"

Gu Rong shook his head, "His voice is hoarse, I can't hear it clearly."

Qi Lin's voice was indeed too low. Although he tried his best, he couldn't help himself when he was ill.

Besides, Ye Zhuohan's steps were too big, and he was swept away like the wind.

When he was put into the car, Qi Lin was still staring at Ye Zhuohan and thought - you walk so fast, don't you worry about making trouble?

Ye Zhuohan: "Huh?"

Of course, it was impossible for Qi Lin to express what was in his heart.

He is a man of quality.

The car had already started, and the driver followed Ye Zhuohan's instructions and drove to Hongyue Hospital in Nancheng District.

Qi Lin said "thank you" dazedly, and was pressed down by Ye Zhuohan's lap.

Qi Lin hadn't laid down on the man's lap before, so he exclaimed in surprise, "Oh!"

He doesn't usually call it that way, but when he's sick his voice doesn't sound right, it sounds funny.

Ye Zhuohan circled him and looked down at him, "What are you?"

Qi Lin: "..."

Ye Zhuohan: "Are you a goose?"

You are the goose!

Qi Lin kicked his legs subconsciously, glaring at Ye Zhuohan.

But no matter how angry the patient's eyes were, they were not sharp.

Ye Zhuohan was not threatened at all, "You are so stubborn, you are a goose."

The back seat is spacious enough for Qi Lin to toss about.

But he also just kicked that foot.

Really burned out.

Ye Zhuohan also circled him tightly, he couldn't stand up at all, other than lying obediently on Ye Zhuohan's lap, he could only observe Ye Zhuohan from a close distance.

It was the first time he saw Ye Zhuohan from this angle.

Anyone who has drawn pictures for a long time knows that when looking at people from the bottom, it is easy to feel ugly due to the influence of the perspective.

But Brother Shenxian is different.

Both nostrils of Brother Shenxian are beautiful.

Ye Zhuohan lowered his eyes again, "What are you looking at?"

Qi Lin said bluntly, "Look at you."

His voice became very soft due to the fever, but he didn't notice it, and he groaned uncomfortably, his red eyes were as wet as the riverside after the rain.

After half a minute, Ye Zhuohan covered his eyes.

The palms of the hands were dry and cool, pressing against the hot eyelids, there was a strange comfort.

But Qi Lin was not happy.

He can't see anything now.

"Get your hands away." He grabbed Ye Zhuohan's wrist, but he couldn't push it away.

Even if he wasn't sick, he didn't realize that Ye Zhuohan was so strong.

"Be honest." Ye Zhuohan said suddenly.

Probably because vision is temporarily limited, so other senses become extra sensitive.

Qi Lin was overwhelmed by this cold command, and forgot to struggle for a moment.

His mind seemed blank for a few seconds, he withdrew his hand and unconsciously rubbed against Ye Zhuohan's leg a few times.

Gu Rong used to popularize science with him, saying that people in Le Ting were afraid of Ye Zhuohan.

And he and Ye Zhuohan had confronted each other countless times, completing the daily tasks of arguing with Ye Zhuohan every day, never in vain.

I was blindfolded just now, and when I heard the sound of "be honest", my body actually gave up resistance automatically.

After lying down for a long time, Qi Lin patted the sofa chair.

Ye Zhuohan: "What's the matter?"

Qi Lin: "This bewitching goblin!"

Ye Zhuohan: "..."

Sensing the trembling of the palms covering his eyelids, Qi Lin added unequivocally, "It's not about you."

Ye Zhuohan: "..."

It didn't take much time to see a doctor. The doctor prescribed antipyretics and told me to go home and rest for two days. I had a light diet. He specifically emphasized that the fever was caused by overwork and irregular diet. I should pay special attention in the future.

"Young people should work hard, but they must have a certain degree. You can stay up late if necessary, but you must stop when you find yourself in a physical condition. Look, you know you are uncomfortable and you are forced to work. You use coffee to continue. Now continue. If you don’t go down, won’t you be delaying your work?”

Qi Lin's brows drooped at the words.

"And you." The doctor is an old expert, but it doesn't matter if Ye Zhuohan is the president or not, "You are his husband, and he has such a severe fever, why are you sending him here now?"

The word "husband" made Qi Lin startled, and couldn't help but glance at Ye Zhuohan.

I saw the president patiently listening to the training, "Thank you, I will pay attention."

There is no need for injections and infusions, and there is no need to stay in the hospital after taking the medicine.

On the way to the parking lot, Ye Zhuohan kept supporting Qi Lin with his arms around his waist. If someone passed by, his arms would suddenly tighten, and he even rubbed Qi Lin into his arms a few times.

too intimate.

Qi Lin was also about 1.8 meters tall. Even though he was sick, he still felt uncomfortable. After being imprisoned tightly again, he couldn't hold back and bumped Ye Zhuohan with his elbow.

Ye Zhuohan frowned, and looked over coldly.

Qi Lin: "Don't hug me so tightly."

Ye Zhuo snorted coldly, "Patients are not qualified to compete."

Qi Lin: "..."

This is not what the president should say!

How can the president say "Bibi"?

Although Ye Zhuohan protected him well all the way, but the hospital is a hospital after all, there are too many people and the air is not circulated. When he got back to the car, Qi Lin felt even more uncomfortable. Ye Zhuohan's legs.

This man's legs can't lie down.

It's addictive once you lie down.

In the rearview mirror, a trace of tenderness flashed across Ye Zhuohan's eyes.

In Chenzhuang, Xu Quan had already sent the patient meals in advance, the portions were sufficient and the ingredients were high-quality, all cooked according to Qi Lin's preferences.

"Pretty secretary." Qi Lin was so confused that he smiled and greeted Xu Quan as soon as he saw him.

Xu Quan: "???"

who is your name

Ye Zhuohan raised his chin lightly and narrowed his eyes.

Xu Quan has been by Ye Zhuohan's side for many years, but he still can't see that the boss's expression represents "danger".

But he still wanted to ask—what did Mr. Qi call me just now?

I am pretty I know.

But don't tell me if you see it!

Qi Lin was so sleepy that he wandered to his room.

Xu Quan took a careful look at Ye Zhuohan, "I have delivered all the things, Mr. Ye, then shall I go back?"

"Yeah." Ye Zhuohan graciously let him go, and then confessed: "I won't go to the company for the time being, please contact me in time if you need anything."

Xu Quan ran away in a hurry.

But on the way from Chenzhuang to Leting, Xu Quan suddenly tapped the steering wheel and remembered that there was a box of strawberries in the back seat.

There are already a lot of fruits brought to Chenzhuang, not short of this box of strawberries, and it seems that the boss doesn't want him to continue to bother.

So he parked the car on the side of the road, intending to ask Ye Zhuohan if he really needs this box of strawberries.

If necessary, he will send it.

No need, he will eat by himself.

Ye Zhuohan had just boiled a pot of water when Xu Quan sent a message.

[A flower]: [Boss Ye, there is still a box of strawberries in the car, do you want me to deliver it? 】

Ye Zhuohan opened the refrigerator dedicated to fruit and looked at it.

【.Ye】: 【No need. 】

Xu Quan was overjoyed.

Not because you can take the strawberries as your own, but because you don't have to turn back.

Mere words are not enough to express his joy.

You have to post an emoji.

[A flower]: [Good! 】

[A flower]: [Little beautiful dragon dignified.jpg]

Ye Zhuohan looked at the familiar emoji, his eyes were changing.

Don't play with your mobile phone while driving, and don't drive while playing with your mobile phone.So Xu Quan didn't see Ye Zhuohan's message until he returned to Leting, leisurely washed the strawberries and took his first bite.

【.Ye】:【Where did this emoji come from? 】

Xu Quan: "Huh?"

Where else can emoticons come from, isn't it all about you stealing me and I stealing you?

[A flower]: [Boss Ye, you can also use it.Do you know how to save emoticons? 】

It's no wonder that Secretary Qiao asked such soul questions.

After all, Ye Zhuohan's cold image has long been deeply rooted in Le Ting's hearts.

His Mr. Ye, not to mention emoticons, even the little yellow face has never been posted.

I probably think that "little yellow face goodbye" and "little yellow face smile" are serious goodbyes and smiles.

【.leaf】:【……】

Xu Quan looked at the six cold little dots, pondered for a moment, and suddenly his scalp tightened!

He is not only a pretty secretary, but also a smart secretary. I immediately understood that this "Xiao Meilong is dignified" is probably not an ordinary emoji!

It's a promise envelope from his boss and his wife (crossed out)!

He stole the boss' letter of promise!

[A flower]: [I deleted it! 】

In order to prove his innocence, Xu Quan also packaged and sent the chat records with Qi Lin to show that Qi Lin sent the emoticon package himself, he just thought it was cute, so he clicked to save it.

Qi Lin was fast asleep on the second floor.

Ye Zhuohan was looking at the chat records on the first floor.

[Great Sage Qi Tian]: [Secretary Xu, are you busy now? 】

[Great Sage Qi Tian]: [Don't want you, don't want you, please help me see what Mr. Ye is doing. 】

【Great Sage Qi Tian】:【Are you just drinking tea?Not working? 】

【Great Sage Qi Tian】: 【Okay, no more, thank you. 】

【Great Sage Qi Tian】: 【Little Beautiful Dragon Dignified.jpg】

There are five items in total, depending on the time, it was right after Qi Lin said "Do you like me", but he didn't answer.

The last "little beautiful dragon is dignified" expresses the mmp in Qi Lin's heart very freely.

——I was waiting for your answer, but not only did you not answer, but you were still drinking tea?Are you human?

Ye Zhuohan put away his phone, picked up the glass of boiling water, tested the temperature, and then walked upstairs.

Qi Lin covered it very thickly.

Folk recipes - use the thickest quilt to sweat when you have a fever.

Ye Zhuohan pulled the quilt outside, and Qi Lin pulled the quilt inside.

A normal person can't reason with a sick person.

In the end, Ye Zhuohan sat directly on Qi Lin's body and dug him out.

Qi Lin stared at a pair of innocent eyes, his face was sickly red, and his hair was a mess.

"Take the medicine and sleep again." Ye Zhuohan said.

Qi Lin nodded bluntly, and after taking the medicine, he still said with integrity: "Thank you."

Ye Zhuohan was about to leave the bed when his neck was caught suddenly.

Although Qi Lin was weak at this time, he couldn't make enough strength to lie down. Ye Zhuohan was unprepared, and was suddenly dragged down and pressed firmly on Qi Lin's body.

The next moment, his cheek was pressed against something soft and warm.

Then there was a sound of "boo".

Ye Zhuohan: "..."

"Thank you for the kiss." Qi Lin closed his eyes, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered, "Thank you for taking care of me... I used to take medicine when I was sick... There must be a sense of ceremony... Give me a kiss... "

Ye Zhuohan said softly, "Qi Lin."

Qi Lin didn't know whether he heard it or not, he stretched out his hand to grab the quilt, but caught Ye Zhuohan.

Qi Lin: "Well... this quilt is thick... comfortable."

Ye Zhuohan: "..."

Qi Lin not only grabbed him, but also patted him on the shoulder, pressed him down, and tucked in the "quilt" for himself.

Looking at a face so close, Ye Zhuohan didn't move for a long time.

Qi Lin took a small breath, his cheeks and nose were red, and he fell into a deep sleep under the effect of the medicine.

After a long time, Ye Zhuohan stood up very slowly and stared at Qi Lin.

Whispered: "I am not a quilt."