I can't cure this patient! [Quick Transmigration]

Because of this episode, the crowd at the door of the box was silent for a long time before they had time to leave. Several investors and well-known celebrities felt that the wind was not in the right direction and they didn't want to cause trouble, so they left in a hurry. In order to join in the fun, I stayed where I was and waited to see if there was any follow-up.

The target funder who was going to send Su Duan to please was also one of the people who left, and when he walked past the agent, he gave him an unkind look, which made the economic manager feel bitter in his heart.

But their tricks are really not upright. The rules of the entertainment industry have always been that no matter how shady they are in private, they still have to pretend to be clean on the surface, so he can't explain this to the donor in public, so he can only grimace. Looking at the benefactor who seemed to hold a grudge against them, he also left with a cold face.

It can be said that it is interesting to give a small gift after resigning, but when this small gift is snatched away by someone else, especially if that person is a character that you can't afford to offend, there will inevitably be a kind of dignity The feeling of being stepped on.

The character he couldn't afford to offend naturally didn't dare to provoke him. Before the other party got tired of playing, the small gift that was slipped back by the other party was also untouchable, so he could only vent his grievance in his heart to the point that he didn't get things done well. on the person.

……

After the two walked away, the director frowned and approached: "What's going on?"

Originally, it seemed that something was wrong when Xie Zhu hired someone to take over this matter, but the manager's reaction of pulling Su Duan back with a black face just now was a bit too eager.

Although he also has mixed feelings about the blatant "hidden rules" that happened at the dinner table just now, he was obviously a well-behaved little stand-in and a serious investor who only invests and does not play starlets not long ago, so why did he act in front of him? Is his face becoming blurred?

However, when the two parties are obviously what you like and I want, and everyone is an adult, he has no position to comment.

Knowing that he and Xie Zhu's plan to send Su away at the beginning was unkind, although the manager panicked, he didn't dare to tell the truth at this time, but endured the severe pain in his arm, and complained sadly: "This, It’s not that brother Xie asked me to show him to the world, now that he’s gone, it’s hard to say when he goes back.”

The director gave him a suspicious look, waved his hand and said, "Okay, everyone has their own destiny, why are you so lenient?"

In the end, he still didn't believe that Xie Zhu was so kind——

Although he doesn't support some of the unspoken rules of this circle, no matter what he exchanged, in the end, he earned it by himself, that's how realistic it is.

Just now, Xie Zhu's manager's expression was obviously shocked and angry, giving him a faint feeling that he was afraid that Su Duan would really hug his thigh.

Didn't you say you want to support newcomers?This is inconsistent with what was said before.

And that time just now, including in front of him before, the attitude of pulling Su Duan around was so rude and casual, which family supported newcomers like this?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt it was tricky, and the director also felt a little annoyed, so he typed a few words casually: "Next time, think about the consequences before doing something. If that Mr. Yan gets fussy, it's not just a matter of saying something to teach you a lesson."

His film is not finished yet, Xie Zhu is the leading actor, if something happens in the middle, it will be a big loss for him.

The arm that was pinched mercilessly just now was getting more and more painful, and cold sweat was streaming down from his forehead. He wondered if there was something wrong with his bones, and the manager bitterly said, "Hey, that's the truth..."

Seeing that he was clutching his arm and looking severely disabled, the director couldn't help but ask one last question: "Is your arm okay?"

How dare the manager say that something is wrong, he can't wait to be as far away from that Mr. Yan as he wants now.

Just now, he was really a little frightened by that sinister look, with extreme coldness, which clearly belonged to human eyesight, but it made his hair stand on end as if he was being stared at by some kind of extremely lethal beast.

……

Stretching out his hand to hold the little hamster's wrist, Yan Shen led the people out of the restaurant quickly.

Everyone who passed by felt the palpable anger emanating from him, and cast surprise mixed with a slight trace of fear.

Mr. Yan, who is usually calm to the extreme, is like a firecracker when he gets sick, the kind that may explode at any time, all the emotions and desires in his heart are amplified, and things that usually don't cause him any mood swings will make him inexplicable agitation or rage.

...Let's not even mention that his belongings are being touched by others now.

Although in a practical sense, there has not been any communication between him and this black-haired youth to confirm his affiliation, but relying on a certain natural intuition that he does not know where he came from, since that delicate face reflected The moment he came into sight, he subconsciously felt relaxed and familiar.

is his.

There seemed to be a subtle but clear voice deep in his soul, repeating this sentence in his heart over and over again.

So possession becomes the bottom line.

When I saw the black-haired young man being grabbed by the man who came out of nowhere, the bottom line was undoubtedly touched, so the irritability in my heart couldn't be controlled for a moment, and I almost frantically grabbed the man's arm. Rip it apart.

Maybe he can hold back and deal with that person afterwards, but now he basically has no self-control at all, so he can do whatever he wants.

Although the strength he used when he pulled the man's arm was not [-]%, it was still within the range of losing control. He has had relevant professional training in terms of fighting strength and skills, and there is a considerable possibility that he would be able to hurt the man. Deals some damage that requires healing.

In fact, it is very inappropriate to have such a heavy hand in public. If it is spread out, it may have some negative impact on his reputation. It does not match his usual image, making people mistakenly think that he is a bullying president.

But if you think so, it seems to be right... Because Mr. Yan, who is usually a three-good citizen and rarely bullies others, decided to be unreasonable this time.

Dare to touch his things... Thinking of the scene of that hand roughly grabbing the young man's arm, Yan Shen had the urge to crush the other's hand inch by inch.

After taking the elevator to the underground parking lot for parking vehicles, the driver stepped forward and opened the rear door of the black Maybach. Mr. Yan firmly supported the young man's back and pushed him into the car.

He didn't say a word to the black-haired young man behind him, and was quietly dragged away by him along the way, until he was stuffed into the rear compartment, without any resistance at all.

The obedient performance of the black-haired young man greatly calmed his irritability, and the fact that he finally got the black-haired young man into his own territory also gave him some sense of security, so like a sudden anger, the fickle Mr. Yan My heart was soon filled with joy.

It wasn't until he was sitting in the car that he was finally willing to let go of the wrist that was held by him all the way.

The black-haired young man sat obediently on the seat next to him, with his hands on his knees neatly, his head was tilted slightly, and his clear and moist black eyes were staring at him without blinking.

Although there is no mirror, according to the reactions of other people, Yan Shen also knows that the way he just got angry just now must be scary, but the eyes of the black-haired young man who stayed beside him the whole time still showed no hint of fear in his eyes, and he was still looking at him calmly .

After looking at the little hamster who was so courageous in some aspects for a few seconds, Yan Shen pursed the corners of his lips, stretched out his hand, bent his knuckles and lightly touched one side of the young man's cheek.

The place where the knuckles touched was warm and soft, with an indescribable soft attraction, wrapping around his fingers, as if tempting him to bend down and bite on them further.

The Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, a gloomyness appeared in Yan Shen's eyes, he temporarily moved his hands away, looked straight into the pure black eyes of the young man, and asked in a low voice: "That person just now—" What does it have to do with you?

Although these problems can be quickly found by his people, but he wants to hear the young people take the initiative to explain these things.

But before asking, he already had his own speculation.

That person obviously knew Su Duan, otherwise he wouldn't have grabbed the black-haired young man behind him so accurately.

Since the young man is in the entertainment industry, the person who follows him should be a manager or an assistant.

I heard from the director that the black-haired young man is a newcomer. Although he doesn't know much about the entertainment industry, he also knows that assistants should not treat their employers in such an arrogant manner. It is more likely that he is a manager.

However, a manager with this kind of attitude is not good either. He is unprofessional at first glance, and he treats newcomers so arrogantly, which shows that his usual character can also be questioned.

Maybe Su Duan was coaxed by the performing arts company to sign the contract, and then he was not taken seriously, so he assigned a manager randomly, but the manager's attitude was also perfunctory, he didn't have much respect for Su Duan on the outside, what did he do in private? It's even worse.

Even this opportunity to meet the world was given to him by others.

What a poor little one.

Fortunately, he showed up, and he could take this poor little boy back, preventing him from being bullied again.

In this way, Mr. Yan, who was extremely active at this time, logically created a miserable and pitiful background for the black-haired young man in front of him before he asked the question, and he even started thinking about kicking him. After leaving the original agent and performing arts company, which performing arts company would be better for the black-haired youth.

It can be said that the plan is very long-term.

However, before he finished asking, a dazzling red mark suddenly appeared on the young man's wrist from the corner of his eye, and he stopped abruptly in the middle of the question.

On the wrist of Su Duan's left hand obediently placed on his lap, there is a circle of traces that are clearly scratched.

——It should have come out when he was dragging it away just now.

In fact, it's not a serious mark, but Su Duan's skin is too fair, and his wrist is thin, so a slight red mark on it will be particularly shocking.

The pupil shrank slightly, Yan Shen tried his best to use the gentlest force to lift that arm, and rubbed his fingertips on the delicate skin of the forearm above the red mark on the wrist, not daring to touch the reddened place.

"Does it hurt?" He asked calmly.

"No..." Su Duan habitually wanted to make a negative voice, but just as he said a word, he suddenly thought of something, paused, and changed his words: "Yes, it hurts a little..."

It hurt people.

Obviously wanting to take it back and protect it——

Realizing that he had done something to hurt the black-haired young man, the sick Mr. Yan once again felt ups and downs, and a surging sense of guilt overflowed from the bottom of his heart, growing rapidly, and seemed to drown him in an instant——

Seeing that the man's expression started to look wrong, Su Duan quickly said the next sentence: "You, you help me lick it, lick it...it won't hurt..."

Licking is a more intimate contact than touching, and the effect of healing may be much better.

According to the effect description of that prop, he can be said to be a walking medicine now, so the patient reaches out to touch the skin of the medicine and licks it to taste the taste in his mouth, which are two completely different concepts.

Su Duan was thinking about this just now in the private room, and now is a good time to verify his conjecture, and Xiao Fuling seized this opportunity very hard!

Hearing the words of the black-haired young man demanding to be licked, Yan Shen suddenly raised his head, and the negative emotions brewing in his eyes were dissipated, replaced by a dark, inexplicable sense of danger.

Taking a deep look at the black-haired young man, President Yan, who felt being teased, said in a hoarse voice, "...Okay, I'll lick it."

After finishing speaking, he raised Su Duan's arm and lowered his head at the same time.

The wet and slippery touch fell on the slightly uncomfortable wrist. After a pause, it began to slide slowly. The originally inconspicuous tingling became a little more obvious due to the stimulation of saliva. At the same time, the sensitive nerves on the wrist also Being touched, it produced some slight itching.

All kinds of indescribable feelings were mixed together, and because the concentration of energy was multiplied again, Su Duan had the urge to pull back his hands, and his cheeks uncontrollably became a little hot.

Because the boss didn't order it, the driver didn't start the vehicle either.

It was very quiet in the carriage, only the slight sound of the tip of the tongue brushing the wrist, with a lingering ambiguous ending.

Su Duan blushed and endured it for a while, and soon heard the voice he had been looking forward to.

[Ding, the deep healing value of the healing target has increased by 1 point, and the current total healing value of the healing target is 1, please keep up the hard work of the host! 】

Hearing the familiar notification sound, Su Duan's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, compared to touching and licking through the clothes, the effect will be better.

Just now he was gripped by Yan Shen's wrist for so long and his healing value didn't move. After being licked for a while, it immediately increased a little. His guess was indeed right.

Although he only moved a little, Su Juan still knew the common truth that little makes more. He licked a little while and healed Yan Shen completely.

Holding the feeling that maybe the healing value could increase a little more by licking for a while, Su Duan lowered his eyes and said nothing, letting the man's licking movements on his wrist develop in a more and more wanton direction, but it didn't take long for him to even touch his neck. Also quietly red.

"Tuk-tuk-"

Just as the atmosphere in the carriage continued to be silent and ambiguous, someone knocked on the window glass from the outside.

The man who was licking vigorously paused for a moment, put down the wet wrist that had been licked in front of him, and stretched out his hand to press the window.

With the lowering of the car window, a handsome face with resentment was revealed.

"what's wrong with you--"

Friends are in a hurry.

He stayed in the box for an extra half a minute, and when he came out, he couldn't find the shadow of his little friend. When he asked, the other party had already left with the little newcomer.

Afraid that the other party would start a mess here, he was anxious to find someone, but the elevator after Yan Shen went down did not know why it stopped for a long time on the basement floor, and he tossed about five or six minutes before finally catching up to the underground parking lot.

Seeing that the little friend's car was still parked there, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then the resentment of being left behind surged up, and he began to knock on the car window angrily.

However, looking at the remaining ambiguous traces at the corners of Yan Shen's mouth, the remaining traces of desire in his eyes, and the red face and neck of the little newcomer inside, the second half of the sentence suddenly stuck in his throat, almost choking himself to death.

Friends: "..."

OK, excuse me.