My NO.1 Mr.

After a long time, Cheng Ze still hasn't recovered from this empty Buddhist state.

Yan Qiting saw that the time was almost up, so he took him into the bathroom and took a low-temperature bath, tied up the towel, and put him on the spa bed.This guy didn't even move a finger during the whole process, Yan Qiting thought to himself that this is no love, this guy is obviously a little master, born to be served.

Cheng Ze's skin touched the slightly soft surface of the spa bed, and then he blinked as if recovering: "Brother Yan..."

Yan Qiting was about to speak, but saw the spa therapist come in, and asked with a smile what aromatherapy essential oils they needed.

Yan Qiting planned to take advantage of this time to squint for a while, so he lit the lavender, and then turned around and lay down on the bed.

Cheng Ze couldn't see his emotions, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty for his failed performance just now, but because the two spa therapists had already started to move, he suppressed what he wanted to say, feeling uneasy all the time.

The scent of lavender drifted away with the mist, and the strength of the spa therapist was gentle and soothing enough. Yan Qiting relaxed his tense nerves, and fell into the first real deep sleep in so many days.

During this brief slumber, he saw a big golden bird flying around him in a trance, and he wanted to reach out to touch it, but the bird suddenly flapped its wings and flew to the other side of the river.He stepped forward to chase it, but just as he got to the middle of the river, the bird suddenly turned into a figure. The man was holding a sickle in his hand. The blade shone coldly under the moonlight, and it was extremely sharp.

Yan Qiting stopped in his tracks, stood where he was, and watched the man slash at him with his sickle.

Although it was in a dream, the dream owner's awareness of protecting himself clearly outweighed his fear of the scythe, and the two fought in the rushing river like this, with the goal of fighting for control of the scythe.

After the scythe was accidentally knocked away by two people, this bloody and terrifying dream somehow turned into a battle of tearing clothes. The two rolled in the small river, biting each other like wild beasts, their clothes were torn and blood was foaming. fly.Yan Qiting only remembered that at the end of the dream he was locked by that person's throat, and the cruelty and bloodthirsty revealed from that person's eyes made him breathless.

And when he woke up panting and sweating profusely, he was surprised to realize that the face of the man in the dream was Xiang Fei.

Yan Qiting waved his hands, fending off the spa therapist who kept apologizing and Cheng Ze who looked concerned, and sat up.

He rarely dreams. Is this sudden dream a manifestation of his subconscious mind, or does it indicate that something is about to happen?What do birds and sickles represent?Why did Xiang Fei appear in the dream?

Yan Qiting ignored the surprised gazes of the two female spa therapists, stood up naked and entered the shower, washing off the essential oils all over his body.

Cheng Ze walked in and said weakly, "Brother Yan, it's not over yet..."

Yan Qiting smiled at him, wiped his body and walked out of the shower: "I won't do anything today, I have to go home."

"Hey? Why?" Cheng Ze said anxiously, "Brother Yan, is there anything else?"

"Yes. You should pack up too, and I'll take you back to school."

After sending Cheng Ze back to school, Yan Qiting drove back to Washington, feeling the uneasiness in his heart still lingering.Maybe it's because he hasn't turned off the phone for a long time for too long. Once he loses contact with the outside world, he will feel restless.He installed the calling card, turned on the phone, and checked if there were any missed calls and text messages.

However, what surprised him was that everything was running normally. Apart from a few messages from Irene, there were a few voicemails about dinner on the phone.Among them was a multimedia message sent by Jian Li, in which he was wearing a bathing suit, standing under the Alps in a pose that showed off his bottom line IQ, but his skin was obviously cold and covered with goosebumps.

Yan Qiting looked at the photo and smiled, feeling a little more relaxed.

Just as he was about to call someone back, the answer interface popped up suddenly, and he who happened to be swiping the interface swiped to answer.

Yan Qiting resisted the urge to hang up, and said "Hello?" to the phone.

A chuckle came from the phone: "Finally answered my call?"

Yan Qiting frowned, this kind of tone that sounded like teasing Xiao Qinger made him very unhappy.He is a person who is used to this kind of method, and now he is doing the opposite, and the perception is really bad.However, due to the identity of the other party, before the investigation results came out, he didn't intend to break up with the other party, after all, both parties were people who wanted faces.

Taking a deep breath and adjusting his facial expression, Yan Qiting said to the phone with a smile: "I'm really sorry Mr. Xiang, I went to the scene to check it out today, the signal is not good, and the phone happened to be out of battery, sorry Very good. No, I just charged it up when I came back, and I was opening the address book, ready to call you. "

Yan Qiting spoke sincerely, but Xiang Fei knew the truth very well.But he didn't get entangled in this matter, but changed the subject: "Mr. Yan is really busy with work, it must have been a long time since he went out to relax, right?"

Yan Qiting didn't know what he meant, so he could only say yes with a smile.For some reason, his mind kept wandering in the dream just now, and it seemed that the bloodthirsty gaze that was close at hand, like a beast, still remained in front of his eyes.

Xiang Fei continued: "I don't know if Mr. Yan still remembers that when we met in the swimming pool yesterday, I invited Mr. Yan to go snorkeling in Southern California?"

Yan Qiting thought he was calling to continue talking about the morning's affairs, but he didn't expect to ask him to go snorkeling, so he didn't prepare any words for a while, so he hummed subconsciously.

Xiang Fei smiled heartily: "At that time, Boss Yan and I played Tai Chi to perfunctory, and now I am going to formally send an invitation to Boss Yan. I don't know if Boss Yan would like to go down to the Great Barrier Reef to relax? It's midsummer in Australia. The Coral Sea must be so beautiful!"

Yan Qiting just wants to delay the process now, and is not in the mood to go out with him to relax.His perception of Xiang Fei is really bad, he is more vigilant than a partner.Thinking about the reason, he was about to refuse, but he heard the other party say first: "Mr. Yan, don't refuse me in a hurry. After all, Mr. Yan still owes me a lottery, right? I'm willing to accept the bet. If Mr. Yan can't find any strong reason to come If you persuade me, I will not give up exercising this right!"

When Yan Qiting heard the words, Pi Liyang Qiu said: "Hey, Mr. Xiang, look at what you said, I, Yan Qiting, am not the kind of person who can't afford to lose, but you should have heard that I twisted my foot on the construction site this afternoon. It's really inconvenient to go out for a few days, how about next time? Next time I'll be the host and invite Mr. Xiang to go out to play, and I'll take it as an apology."

Xiang Fei knew Yan Qiting's plan a long time ago, and didn't give him a chance: "President Yan hurt his foot? Oh, I don't know. Is it serious? Considering the relationship we may have now and in the future, I think I have to come Visiting patients, where does Mr. Yan live now? I will come over early tomorrow morning, by the way, I know an orthopedic surgeon who is very experienced, I will bring him over to see you tomorrow."

Yan Qiting thought to himself that Xiang Fei would be annoying enough, and if another doctor came along to sing along, there would be no need for this scene.He hastily declined and said, "No need, it's just a twisted foot. It's not a big problem. It didn't hurt the bones. Mr. Xiang doesn't have to make such a fuss. As a man, it's okay to be rough."

Xiang Fei almost immediately denied his opinion: "Mr. Yan's words are wrong. There are many small problems that are nothing at first, but eventually become big problems after a long time. Don't think that no pain means no bone damage. This Things still need to be filmed to be safe. Or I'll come here now, Mr. Yan's careless attitude towards himself is very worrying."

"Thank you so much Mr. Xiang for your concern, I'm really fine." Yan Qiting suppressed the desire to curse, and tried his best to sound calm and calm.Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he heard Xiang Fei's voice talking to the people around him: "Go and check for me all the residences under Mr. Yan's name. You can search for me one by one, and give me the results within an hour. In addition , contact Dr. Yang and ask him to prepare and come with me."

Yan Qiting finally knew what kind of mood those bosses who had been taken down by his slapstick and hard work faced him when they faced him.Almost holding back his internal injuries, he took a deep breath, gripped the phone tightly, and said through gritted teeth: "Tomorrow, Chunfang will rest at the mansion. Mr. Xiang, don't come too early, I want to sleep a little longer."

A chuckle came from the phone again: "I would like to follow President Yan's instruction, and I will be there at 11 o'clock."

"Don't bring a doctor."

"As ordered."