On the Routine of President Wen

It was still the 20-meter-long dining table, still sitting on both ends of the dining table looking at each other, Fu Yihuan still couldn't see Luo Heng's expression clearly, the difference was that this time he couldn't even see Luo Heng's tightly pursed thin lips arrive.

Fu Yihuan was very satisfied with the exquisite Chinese breakfast in front of him. After taking a sip of soy milk, and putting some fried dough sticks into his mouth, Fu Yihuan slowly said, "Mr. Luo, put your hands down and keep your face Covered tightly, not to mention eating, not breathing well."

Luo Heng, who covered his face with his hands, shook his head repeatedly when he heard Fu Yihuan's voice.

"Mr. Luo, I'm a doctor. I've seen all kinds of patients. You don't have to be embarrassed in front of me." Besides, I'm almost used to your sickness.Of course, Fu Yihuan didn't say the latter sentence, and he knew that if he said it for real, Luo Heng would definitely not just be shameless, he would bump his head on the corner of the dining table, and blood would splash on the spot .

I really didn't expect that Luo Heng, such a serious, stable, young and promising CEO, would have such a thin skin.

Seeing Luo Heng's covered face getting lower and lower, without saying a word, as if trying to reduce his sense of existence, Fu Yihuan couldn't help feeling a little funny, picked up the spoon placed aside, and slowly stirred the steaming pumpkin porridge, Said: "Heart disease is like a spring. If you are weak, it will be strong. Only Mr. Luo muster up the courage to face it calmly, can he have a chance to overcome it, and can truly get rid of it."

After a long time, Luo Heng finally took his hands off his face, all the abnormal emotions were well hidden, looked at Fu Yihuan, and asked: "Doctor Fu, have you thought of any treatment methods?"

Hearing what he said, Fu Yihuan couldn't help spit out the pumpkin porridge from his mouth on the spot.

"Beep beep, ruined the design!"Please make sure that Mount Tai can still remain calm even before the collapse of Mount Tai. 』

"How can I cure secondary school?! He wants me to cure it, what should I do? You teach me?" Fu Yihuan said to Mr. Rabbit in his heart while coughing.

『Sorry, Xiaosheng's business does not involve this field, I hope you can solve it yourself.Make Luo Heng firmly believe that you are his only medicine. 』

"What do you mean? Do you want me to use myself to make alchemy for him?"

"Xiaosheng can only click so far, please comprehend by yourself. 』

After coughing for a long time, Fu Yihuan finally took a breath. While wiping his mouth with a napkin, he secretly thought: Can the second disease be cured?It is said that "people don't fall into the two in vain of young people", this is just a state of consciousness, not to mention that this "two" is common to young people, it should not appear in 30-year-old adult men, the key is the president of Luo University The "two" is not shown all the time, it will only appear when the consciousness is unconscious, so what's the matter?

Confused?correct!Just grab this and fool him!No, treat him!

After procrastinating for a long time, Fu Yihuan formulated a rather unreliable but intuitively feasible plan. He put down the napkin, first said "sorry" for his rudeness, and then said earnestly: "There is currently a cure. When is it convenient for the boss, I want to find a quiet place for President Luo to try. If it doesn't work, we will take other plans."

Luo Heng stood up suddenly, strode across the 20-meter long table, walked to Fu Yihuan's side, and said, "It's very convenient now."

Fu Yihuan was stunned for a moment, pointed to his untouched breakfast, and said, "Boss Luo, you eat first, it won't be a while."

"No need." Luo Heng frowned slightly, and refused firmly.

Fu Yihuan raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Luo's behavior is not conducive to the recovery of the body, and it is very likely that he will have a fever again, which will cause heart disease."

Luo Heng twitched the corner of his mouth, silently picked up the steamed bun with Fu Yihuan's chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. After eating three in a row, he picked up his cup and drank all the soy milk in it.

Fu Yihuan was a little confused by his series of unabashed actions. Don't all CEOs have so-called cleanliness?Didn't President Luo notice that those were the chopsticks I used and the soy milk I drank?Still didn't notice that it was my used chopsticks and the soy milk I drank?

Luo Heng, who was forcibly identified as "not paying attention", put the cup on the table, looked at Fu Yihuan, and said, "Please trouble Dr. Fu to wait for me in the study at the end of the second floor. .”

Hearing the sound of Luo Heng's footsteps disappearing outside the door, Fu Yihuan recovered from his bewilderment, unconsciously recalling the direct contact of Luo Heng's light-colored thin lips when holding his chopsticks and drinking from his cup, this... .Isn't that the...indirect...kissing? ! ! !

Suddenly thinking of this, Fu Yihuan lost his composure and scratched his hair indiscriminately, his heart pounding, as if someone was holding a mallet and beating a drum to express his grievances.

How can I say that Fu Yihuan is also an innocent little virgin. Although he is a big straight guy, he also had the experience of drinking a bottle of water with his classmates when he was a student, but the situation is different now. This is whether it is in love or danmei novels. Whatever you do can be the development of love As for the part, the President did not shy away from making such a statement, can he not think too much?

Well, don't think too much about it, that's what it should be!

What a casual sweet crit!Sure enough, it was President Wen, who used the most casual actions to tease the heroine, which often had unexpected effects.He understood the truth, but Fu Yihuan couldn't help but blushed...

Ten minutes later, Fu Yihuan, who was fidgeting in the study, waited for Luo Heng to come. Seeing him sitting next to him, Fu Yihuan sweated silently. The President had definitely dug a hole in his heart. Become his "medicine", and the seeds of love are sown.

Taking a deep breath, Fu Yihuan stood up, half-bent down, leaned in front of him, took out the pocket watch he had prepared in advance from his pocket with his right hand, held the chain and pointed it in front of his eyes: "Mr. , I want to try hypnotherapy, starting from the subconscious mind, I hope Mr. Luo will cooperate."

Luo Heng didn't speak, but just nodded lightly. For some reason, Fu Yihuan seemed to see a flash of... joking in his eyes.

Delusion?