Mainly because he gave too much money

People have three urgencies. Zhou Ziyi said he wanted to go to the bathroom, but Yan Xiuji couldn't say "be patient".

But Yan Xiuji didn't move for a while, he just stood by the bed and looked at the person on the bed.

Zhou Ziyi: "Uh, Mr. Yan?"

Yan Xiuji was silent for a second: "Really?"

Zhou Ziyi thought about what image I have in your heart: "Why am I joking with you?"

Yan Xiuji remained silent.

Zhou Ziyi had no choice but to hold on for a while, but he couldn't get up, so he had to slowly start to move.His back still hurts a lot, and his back is not easy to use, and he doesn't know how many days he will grow old.

Yan Xiuji finally moved.

He knelt on the bed on one knee, and gestured with his hand: "I'll help you up."

"Oh." Zhou Ziyi wanted to cooperate with reaching out his hand, but when he stretched up, Yan Xiuji went up; when he moved his hand down, Yan Xiuji just followed.The hands of the two keep bumping into each other, and I don't know whether it's too incomprehensible or too tacit.

Yan Xiuji finally said, "Don't move."

Zhou Ziyi was honest.

Yan Xiuji stretched his arm to the back of the young man's neck, and he used a little strength to support it: "Get up slowly."

The CEO half-supported and half-hugged Zhou Ziyi finally got up and moved to the side of the bed.Yan Xiuji also turned his back to Zhou Ziyi and squatted down, as if he wanted to carry someone on his back.Zhou Ziyi hurriedly said: "No need, I can walk there, please help me get up, Mr. Yan?"

Yan Xiuji stood up.

When he got up, he helped the side of the bed, Zhou Ziyi noticed his movement: "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Xiuji stood up: "What?"

Zhou Ziyi said, "Aren't you a little unsteady..."

"Your illusion." Yan Xiuji helped him up.Zhou Ziyi thought it was over, but Yan Xiuji still helped him and walked slowly to the bathroom.That speed was really slow, so slow that Zhou Ziyi felt it was unnecessary, so he couldn't help but said, "Mr. Yan, do you think we will fall on the ground again?"

Yan Xiuji: "We'll talk about it after you can walk on your own."

Zhou Ziyi was not convinced: "I can walk by myself by supporting the wall."

"To tomorrow?"

"..." Forget it, don't argue, the more you argue, the more angry you will be.

In a harmonious(?) chatting atmosphere, the two finally reached the bathroom next door.

Yan Xiuji helped Zhou Ziyi to the front of the toilet, and slowly let go.But the CEO didn't walk away immediately, he stood where he was and confirmed that the young man could stand on his own.Zhou Ziyi didn't understand what he was doing, and looked at him with a strange expression: "Why, you want to visit me to go to the bathroom?"

Only then did Yan Xiuji turn around and go out.Zhou Ziyi went to the toilet slowly, flushed the water slowly, and washed his hands slowly.Just about to open the door of the bathroom, the door suddenly opened inward.

"!!!" Zhou Ziyi was startled, staring at the man standing at the door, "You almost slapped me!"

Yan Xiuji said: "I judged by listening to the sound of water."

Zhou Ziyi figured it out, and getting a thank you or an apology from the CEO was harder than climbing the sky.He had no choice but to hold back his temper, and changed his tone to a milder one: "But you scared me...At least knock on the door, right?"

In fact, Yan Xiuji just remembered this.He didn't know what happened before, and he stood outside the door after closing it.After listening to the silence inside for a while, an impulse suddenly rose in my heart, and I opened the door subconsciously, without even thinking of knocking on the door to ask first.

Mr. Yan is rarely so rude, he thinks it must be the fault of alcohol.

So Zhou Ziyi complained softly, and Yan Xiuji went down the steps: "...um."

He worked hard to help Zhou Ziyi back.

Zhou Ziyi sat back on the bed and did not lie down immediately.Yan Xiuji thought he couldn't lie back on his own, and reached out to help him, but Zhou Ziyi made another request: "I want to change into pajamas."

Yan Xiuji and him looked at each other for a second, and just when Zhou Ziyi thought he was going to hear "Why are you so troublesome", Yan Xiuji turned his head and went to the closet to find him pajamas.

Zhou Ziyi looked at his back and blinked.

--really.

——The death pleading in the mouth, the guilt and self-blame in the action...

Yan Xiuji found his pajamas from the drawer under the closet. When he got up, his legs froze for a moment, then he stood up straight again, turned his head and walked back to the bed.He helped Zhou Ziyi to stand up, and the next second, Zhou Ziyi's pants slipped down!

Yan Xiuji:! ! !

Zhou Ziyi was wearing boxer pants, his thighs were bare: "What?"

They were both of the same gender, and he had the accessories that the other party had, but Yan Xiuji felt that those legs were dazzling.He subconsciously rolled his eyes away: "Why did you take it off?!"

"I untied it when I was sitting just now." Zhou Ziyi said in a blank tone with an innocent look on his face, "I don't want to bend over now, won't it be easy to take it off?"

While talking, Zhou Ziyi moved two steps slowly, and this time he completely took off his pants.

What he said was not unreasonable, but Yan Xiuji just felt that something was not right.However, before the CEO could figure it out, Zhou Ziyi smiled at him embarrassedly: "Mr. Yan...help me get dressed?"

Yan Xiuji frowned: "What?"

"I'm not easy to bend over." Zhou Ziyi said, "Mr. Yan, brother Yan, please please?"

"...Speak well." Yan Xiuji said so, but he had already squatted down clutching his pajama pants.This posture was somewhat awkward. He tried his best not to look up, scooped up a pair of trouser legs, and moved to Zhou Ziyi's right foot: "Lift your foot."

Zhou Ziyi obediently put it on.

Then the left side did the same, and the left foot went in too.Yan Xiuji grabbed the crotch of his trousers and kept pulling up his trousers in one go.

"Thank you, Mr. Yan." Zhou Ziyi sat back down again, and then stretched out his hand to Yan Xiuji.Yan Xiuji's heart was fluttering now, he couldn't tell what it was like, so he subconsciously said, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Ziyi's tone was very natural: "I can't lift my hands high enough to take off my T-shirt, so Mr. Yan can pull it off for me?"

Yan Xiuji felt that he was a little pushy, but he moved faster than he thought, so he helped out with his noble hand.When Zhou Ziyi was in the hospital, the doctor helped to apply the medicine once, but now when he took off his clothes, the smell was quite strong.When Yan Xiuji helped him put on his pajamas and pulled up his clothes again, he saw the bruises on his back, and his heart became a little more frizzy.

Zhou Ziyi kindly helped him upstairs, and he fell first, but Zhou Ziyi used it as a cushion instead, which was purely an innocent disaster.

Although there was no major problem with the inspection results, it was impossible for Yan Xiuji to be completely indifferent when he saw the splash of color.

Compared to Yan Xiuji's ups and downs, Zhou Ziyi was still in a good mood, and even joked: "This medicine smells so strong, I guess all the sheets will have to be changed in the future, right? Don't let it seep into the mattress... ..."

"If it's stained, change it together." The rich and powerful President Yan replied, dressed the person and stood up straight again, "What tricks do you want to do?"

Zhou Ziyi automatically translated this sentence into "Is there anything else I can help you with?" He looked at him and said, "I really do."

Yan Xiuji really worked hard: "What?"

Zhou Ziyi said: "Mr. Yan, you must have knocked your knee, right?"

Yan Xiuji: "..."

"I can see that you are a little bit of a bravado." Zhou Ziyi looked at the man's leg, "It should be quite painful, so I won't say that I'm annoying you, but remember to take the medicine and don't take it seriously."

Yan Xiuji got up unnaturally, and Zhou Ziyi noticed it three times.At first Zhou Ziyi also thought it was an alcohol problem, but after thinking about it later, he thought it shouldn't be.

But this man is too desperate to save face, so he just refuses to admit it.Zhou Ziyi didn't know why he was stubborn, so he had to remind Mr. Yan a few more words for the sake of his busy schedule tonight, coupled with his humanitarian spirit.

Yan Xiuji's reply was: "I know my own body."

Zhou Ziyi had already guessed that he would not admit it directly, so he was not annoyed, and smiled at him: "Mr. Yan is as good as he knows."

"Take care of yourself first." Yan Xiuji helped him to lie back, his tone was really not good, but he asked him again, "Do you want to keep the bedside lamp?"

Zhou Ziyi: "Don't stay."

Yan Xiuji got up and walked out the door, just as he raised his hand and slapped off the light, Zhou Ziyi suddenly said "ah".

Yan Xiuji turned on the light again: "What's wrong?"

"I just remembered that there is still a sandwich in the refrigerator, and I will eat it tomorrow morning at the latest." Zhou Ziyi blinked and looked at him, "It's not good to waste food, Mr. Yan."

Yan Xiuji said: "Can't you eat by yourself after getting up?"

Zhou Ziyi said confidently, "I have a backache, and I want to go to bed later instead of getting up early."

Yan Xiuji: "..."

Zhou Ziyi immediately said again: "Mr. Yan, good night!"

"……Good night."

Yan Xiuji turned off the lights and closed the door, which can be regarded as isolating that troublesome spirit.

He didn't take off his tie until now, and he was walking towards the stairs while twisting his tie.Seeing the steps, he couldn't help sighing: Toss.

I don't know if it's the stairs that tormented people, or someone tormented him.

Yan Xiuji lifted his foot up the stairs, just as his knee was exerting force, the stabbing pain came again.

"...Tsk."

Or take some medicine.

***

The next morning, President Yan Da showed up at the company on time.

Li Fei happened to meet him in the corridor, and subconsciously said, "Mr. Yan, I'll order breakfast for you..."

Yan Xiuji stuffed her with a bag.

Li Fei:? ? ?

"Heat it up in the microwave for me. You don't need to order breakfast." Yan Xiuji said lightly, "Call me a cup of coffee."

Li Fei felt that the paper bag might be food, and replied casually, "Okay."

Yan Xiuji continued to order: "Help Xiao Li, let him take the wheelchair and the guard to the house quickly. Remember to return the key to me after delivery."

"...Ah?" Li Fei asked with question marks all over her head, "Wheelchair? Nursing?"

Yan Xiuji added: "Also, Zhou Ziyi is inconvenient recently. If there is anything you can decide about the wedding directly, you must ask, but if you can postpone it, you can ask later. For important things that must be decided immediately, you can ask me."

Li Fei: "Huh???"

Yan Xiuji stopped explaining and turned to his office.

Tuliu Secretary Li stood there, and Monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out. He subconsciously opened the paper bag and took a look, only to find that it was a handmade sandwich.

——This...why did you start bringing your love bento to work again?

——Do you really want to change the rhythm of the sky?