Acting as a substitute

When he just woke up in the morning, Yuan Jiayi took off Bo Shenyan's coat and put it back on him. At this moment, he was blown by the cold wind that entered the hiding place, and he couldn't help covering his mouth and sneezing.

Worried that the mercenaries would be attracted by making a noise, Yuan Jiayi put the tip of his tongue on his upper jaw and squeezed his lips as hard as possible, thus minimizing the sneeze.

"Jiajia, I..."

Bo Shenyan couldn't see that he was not feeling well, so he struggled to get up and put his clothes on him, but Yuan Jiayi pinned him on his leg and couldn't move.

"I'm fine. You have to cover your sweat to get better soon."

The quarrel in Bo Shenrong's room continued. Although Qin Lai liked him very much, she absolutely couldn't stand Bo Shenrong being unfaithful to him.

"I will, tell... my... Dad! I betrayed you!"

Qin Lai has a stubborn temper. Even if she gets angry again, she will insist on finishing the Chinese that she has worked so hard to organize.

But he got the meaning completely reversed. Hearing that Yuan Jiayi forgot his situation for a while, instead of finding it ridiculous, he subconsciously sighed for him.

Also a poor man in love.

Bo Shenyan was resting with his eyes closed, when he noticed Yuan Jiayi sighing, he opened his eyes and looked at him worriedly, held Yuan Jiayi's two fingers in a nonchalant and weak way, and shook them lightly.

"... Jiajia... Are you..."

Yuan Jiayi pinched his mouth, raised his hand to cover Bo Shenyan's eyelids, and forced him to sleep.

"I'm nothing, just sleep with you."

Being held in Yuan Jiayi's arms, Bo Shenyan felt like a Ziwei running happily in the secluded valley, excited and afraid, happy and exciting.

The quarrel in the house continued. Along the bumpy mountain road, another car drove over, this time it was a doctor escorted down by mercenaries.

It is estimated that it was brought to Bo Shenrong to treat the wound.

Bo Shenrong seemed to have figured out that Qin Lai was just venting his young lady's temper to him, rather than really wanting to kill him, so when treating the wound, he deliberately amplified the cry of pain, causing Qin Lai to feel remorse, and thus treated him even more obedience.

Probably Bo Shenrong's physique is really good. The doctor who was ordered to come left not long after. Although he was still escorted back to the car by mercenaries with guns, the tension on his face had disappeared without a trace. It gave him an incomparably generous reward.

It is preliminarily judged that Bo Shenrong is not liked by Dao Tuo, otherwise his future son-in-law would not be allowed to live in the deep mountains with only a few people, and could only be company with drug manufacturers all day long.

So the so-called marriage contract may be Qin Lai's own wish, and Dao Tuo has not waited for the final decision, but he has always spoiled his little son, and maybe he will follow his idea and let him marry Bo Shenrong in the end.

If there are really Kachin State drug lords as their backers, then it is not a fantasy for Bo Shenrong to change his identity and return to Beicheng to regroup.

Thinking of this, Yuan Jiayi couldn't help feeling a little terrified.

If such heinous people really returned to Beicheng, with Bo Shenrong's level of vengeance, I really don't know how many people would die in vain.

Qin Lai seemed to be apologizing with her body, but she didn't hear Bo Shenrong.

Bo Shenyan, who was supposed to be sound asleep, couldn't help laughing.

"He is too unlucky to meet someone who wants to work so hard...haha..."

Yuan Jiayi narrowed his eyes, he felt that Bo Shenyan was alluding to him, but he had no proof.

When we were together, for a period of time, he relied too much on Bo Shenyan, causing him to work very hard. Jia Yi still felt sorry.

At this time, when Bo Shenyan said this, Yuan Jiayi felt that Bo Shenyan was accusing him of what happened in the past.

I couldn't help turning my face away and sulking alone.

Before Bo Shenyan knew what happened, Yuan Jiayi pressed his head and pushed him onto his calf to lie down.

His leg bones were thin, and it was uncomfortable to pillow on the back of his neck, but Bo Shenyan didn't dare to expect too much, and it was a great gift for him to be able to touch a single hair of Yuan Jiayi.

In the end, it was Yuan Jiayi who showed great kindness, moved his head back, adjusted a comfortable posture for him, and gently pinched the man's temple to relax his nerves.

Bo Shenyan squinted his eyes comfortably, and secretly sighed that it is really nice to have a wife.

Then he thought of the divorce certificate that he had locked in the cabinet at home, and instantly lost his mind again, nestling in Yuan Jiayi's arms depressedly.

Would this person still be Bo Shenyan's?

He has kids.

Calculating the time, the little girl who was a little over one year old happened to be at the right time for Yuan Jiayi and Wenger to borrow a baby girl.

"what is her name"

Bo Shenyan's voice was low and a little hoarse.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Jiayi didn't hesitate at all, and immediately understood who Bo Shenyan was asking, and opened his mouth and said, "Yuan Xi, the tide of the tide."

Isn't your surname Wen?

"Fucking Wen?" Yuan Jiayi was furious on the spot, spouting sweetly.

Bo Shenyan was slapped on the forehead so hard that he grinned in pain.

It is not for nothing that orthopedic surgeons rank among the best among surgeons.

"Can you hear my heart?"

Yuan Jiayi remembered the time when Bo Shenyan had his wisdom teeth, he said exactly the same thing when the two of them had injections in the hospital, and couldn't help laughing.

"...You said it." Yuan Jiayi narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips into a faint smile.

Bo Shenyan leaned on his arms to forcefully sit up, staring into his eyes with burning eyes.

"Isn't the child Wenger's?"

Yuan Jiayi's eyes were full of doubts: "Why do you think it's Brother Wen's?"

The three words "Brother Wen" immediately stepped on Bo Shenyan's heart, trampling on it repeatedly as if he had thorny legs, during which he kept grinding his internal organs, making him ache and itchy I want to throw up again.

Bo Shenyan muffled: "You are so close to him, so close that you can hear his breathing..."

Recalling Wenger who was standing next to Yuan Jiayi with the child in his arms, Bo Shenyan was very angry, more aggrieved.

Losing the patience to explain, Yuan Jiayi rudely pressed Bo Shenyan's mouth, and forced him to close his eyes.

He just wanted Bo Shenyan to get a good night's sleep and recover early, so that he wouldn't be out of breath when he ran away tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

But Bo Shenyan's thick eyelashes persistently scratched Yuan Jiayi's palm, as if trying to tease him to let go of his hands covering his eyes.

"Can't I feel your breath?"

Yuan Jiayi lowered his head, the distance between the tip of his nose and Bo Shenyan's lips was less than one centimeter, hanging over him as if away from him, gently rubbing the hot and itchy air around Bo Shenyan's nose.

Bo Shenyan's tongue was so startled by Yuan Jiayi's sudden appearance that he opened his mouth half-opened for a long time but couldn't utter a word.

"you you……"

"So..." Yuan Jiayi touched his lips, "Can Mr. Bo take a good rest now?"

"Can……"

Poor Bo Shenyan already had a fever, but now that Yuan Jiayi stimulated him, it was even more difficult for him to form a fluent sentence.

Seeing him pitiful, Yuan Jiayi peeked through the gap at the warehouse gate that was still unguarded outside, and helped Bo Shenyan say something, "Yes?"

Bo Shenyan stuttered completely and shook his head.

"cocoa……"

"But?" Yuan Jiayi had a good rest the night before, and although he was hungry at this time, he was still in good condition, so he answered his words with a good mood, "Hateful?"

Bo Shenyan finally broke out two words pitifully, "Damn it, damn it!"

Being extremely speechless by Bo Shenyan's Japanese girlish style, Yuan Jiayi pinched his nose helplessly, "Go to sleep."

"I'll just sleep for a while," Bo Shenyan stared at those two slightly pale lips, "Will you stay by my side obediently, right? Will you always hold me and watch me sleep?"

Yuan Jiayi had a sore nose and nodded quickly, "Yes, I will."

Bo Shenyan took a breath of relief.

With this satisfaction, Bo Shenyan grasped Yuan Jiayi's fingers and fell asleep deeply.

From noon to the sunset in the evening, Yuan Jiayi kept leaning against the cold iron wall with his head bowed to guard Bo Shenyan, and when he was sleepy, he used his eyes to trace the outline of his face.

Yuan Jiayi felt that every time he looked at Bo Shenyan, he would find new surprises on his face, and his likes would be quietly superimposed one after another.

He used his back to block the hole from the wind behind him, in order not to let them blow to Bo Shenyan who was still sick, but Yuan Jiayi was made of meat after all, and with the wind blowing behind his back for such an afternoon, no one could Can't stand it.

Soon, his breathing began to become hot and hot, and he couldn't control himself and leaned against the wall with half-closed eyes.

Bo Shenyan slept very refreshed this time, and just opened his eyes to find that Yuan Jiayi was also sleeping obediently with his head down and his face full. Unable to restrain his liking for him, Bo Shenyan kissed him lightly. Fingers being held in their hands.

Before his lips left Yuan Jiayi's skin, Bo Shenyan felt the annoying temperature on it.

Raising his hand to touch Yuan Jiayi's hot cheek, Bo Shenyan was so powerless that he wanted to laugh, as if some god was playing tricks on the two of them.

Just as his temperature dropped, Yuan Jiayi started to have a fever on the other side.

Bo Shenyan sat up distressed, slowly loosened Yuan Jiayi's hand and stuffed it back into his sleeve, took off his own clothes and covered him.

Yuan Jiayi's lips were pale, and Bo Shenyan leaned in to cover his lips and wet his lips, hoping to add some moisture to him.

"Grumble-"

Yuan Jiayi's hungry stomach protested through a thin layer of belly.

Bo Shenyan also raised his hand to cover his empty stomach.

In this desperate situation, who would not be hungry?

Who wouldn't want to live?

You don't necessarily have everything alive, but you really have nothing when you die.

Aren't feelings, likes, loves all based on being alive?

He must not die.

Bo Shenyan suddenly remembered

He seems to have a little food in his pocket!

The author has something to say: When I finish, if the collection can exceed [-], I will definitely bring a [-]D Ferrari to everyone.

If it fails to exceed ten thousand... I cry sadly. (Wish me luck! hiahiahia~)

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