Acting as a substitute

"Stinky boy, don't get in the way here."

The man took a big step forward, grabbed the young man's wrist, and wanted to pull him away by the collar, but the young man remained motionless, with his arms tightly around Yuan Jiayi's waist, and he looked at him playfully.

Yuan Jiayi didn't dare to let innocent people get into trouble for him, so he hurriedly broke the boy's hand, "Little brother, I'm fine, you go to school quickly."

Every time he said a word, the wound on his body was in severe pain like being torn apart crazily.

Fortunately, before coming to the hotel, Yuan Jiayi had already gone to the pharmacy to buy a lot of anti-inflammatory and antiseptic wound medicines, and treated the wound hastily on a secluded roadside. At this time, his body temperature had not yet risen, and his condition was still optimistic.

In the twilight of the morning, the young man put his arm around Yuan Jiayi's waist, and held the man's forearm with the other hand, twisting his backhand, the man's face showed pain, but he was still struggling, wanting to turn against the wind.

Yuan Jiayi frowned tightly, grinned worriedly and didn't know what to say, regardless of the shame of two-on-one, he also hurried forward to beat the man's ribs.

He knew the position of every bone by heart, and snatched the man's wrist from the young man's hand. Before anyone could see what he did, the tall man was already squatting on the ground with his arms in his arms, cursing in pain.

But the instigator took two steps back as if it wasn't from him, leaned against the car door as if he was out of strength, and panted heavily.

The young man walked up to the man, and suddenly punched him unconscious, his mouth and nose were bleeding, he took out the mobile phone in his pocket and made a call, then walked over to Fuyuan Jiayi, and bent down to see his sick face , "Brother is amazing, are you uncomfortable? Let me take you back to your room and give me your room card."

It was only then that Yuan Jiayi noticed that although this boy was young, he was tall and long-legged, and his shoulders were still a bit thin, but he could vaguely see the prototype of his broad shoulders in the future. He has a small head tip high.

Seeing the man's wrist in a strange shape and fainting on the ground, Yuan Jiayi couldn't help but want to laugh.

This is the first time he has attacked someone.

Thanks to the boy for his courage.

The pain in his body swept over again, Yuan Jiayi snorted, clenched his room card and shook his head, "I can go up by myself, thank you, little brother."

Unexpectedly, the young man pulled the car door for him, and after confirming that it was locked correctly, he chased after Yuan Jiayi in a few strides, ran in front of Yuan Jiayi, arched him backwards without any explanation, and arched him on his back, with his hands from the He passed between his legs and walked towards the hotel door with brisk strides.

"Hey? Why are you like this, kid?" Yuan Jiayi's feet left the ground suddenly, so frightened that he tightly hooked the boy's neck, not daring to break free, and he didn't want to let him play with him. I don't know what to do, so I eased up again, "I have caused you to get into trouble just now, so run away."

"This is my house, where are you going?" The young man laughed, and shook Yuan Jiayi vigorously, "Brother, you are so light."

I thought the kid was scaring the man just now, but I didn't expect that this place is really his family's property.

Yuan Jiayi was even more embarrassed, and felt that he couldn't bear this rich young master as his mount.

Walking into the hotel lobby, the young man went straight to the front desk, took out the room card in Yuan Jiayi's hand and threw it on the table, tightened Yuan Jiayi's thigh and said to the lobby manager, "Return this room, and ask the next one to ask about this room." Write down the information of the person with the number."

"Okay young master," the gorgeous female manager blushed, "young master, then you..."

The man on the back...

"I took it to my room, and bring me some food later."

Wen Ao carried Yuan Jiayi on his back and walked into the presidential suite where he usually lived. As soon as he entered the room, his expression changed, and he threw Yuan Jiayi heavily on the ground, pressing his knee fiercely against his throat.

"Hmm..." Yuan Jiayi was thrown from behind so hard that he almost lost consciousness in pain. He opened his eyes to look at the boy in a daze, struggling to breathe, "You..."

"Sheng Lan, you are really shameless, you are unlucky to be bumped into by me today! Let's see if you dare to use those little tricks to frame you..."

He raised his hand to punch Yuan Jiayi's face, but he grabbed his wrist and said with difficulty, "I...not...Sheng Lan."

"It's a waste of time listening to you fart."

Wen Ao squeezed that white wrist and twisted it backwards, and with the other hand he clenched his fist and punched his stomach vigorously, causing Yuan Jiayi to vomit out all the anti-inflammatory medicine and water he had just taken.

"vomit……"

Yuan Jiayi was physically and mentally exhausted, curled up on the ground uncomfortably, fumbled for his pockets with his fingers, took out his ID card and threw it in front of Wen Ao, speechless in pain.

Seeing the face and name on the ID card, Wen Ao turned pale with shock, hurriedly helped Yuan Jiayi up from the ground, and carefully helped him onto the bed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you both look so much alike, I'm really sorry Ah brother..."

"My fault for not telling you first."

Wen Ao felt even more guilty: "I didn't ask, what do you say, why did you take responsibility for yourself after being beaten?"

Yuan Jiayi closed his eyes and opened his mouth reluctantly, but he couldn't make a sound immediately, only the hot breath gushing out of his mouth and nose.

"...Can you help me...get some medicine? I really..."

Wen Ao quickly took out Yuan Jiayi's car keys from Yuan Jiayi's jacket, "Wait, don't move, I'll be quick."

He was young and strong, with long hands and long legs. He ran back from the parking lot panting within a few minutes, and walked into the house with a large bag of medicine that Yuan Jiayi had put on the car.

"Brother, where are you hurt? Shall I help you with medicine?"

Wen Ao squatted beside the bed, wanting to make amends but didn't know what to do, looking pitifully at Yuan Jiayi like a puppy that has caused trouble.

He seemed to be a man of action, and he never procrastinated in doing anything. Before the client agreed, he took off his obstructive coat and reached out to pull Yuan Jiayi's sweater.

"Don't...don't touch me."

Yuan Jiayi seemed to be on fire, and his voice soon became hoarse. Even with his eyes closed, he was full of distrust for the surrounding things.

"You obviously have injuries on your body. How can you get better if you don't take medicine? You still have a childish temper at such an old age."

Being annoyed by him, Yuan Jiayi started to feel a little scared again, almost crying, "Don't...don't touch me..."

There was a knock at the door.

Wen Ao brushed his messy hair, got up and went to open the door, seeing the people outside, he couldn't help being surprised, "Brother? Why are you here?"

"Passing by, I stopped by to see you, don't you have to go to school later?" Wenger walked in with a plate, "Listen to them, you came back just now, and you stayed up all night chasing that starlet again?"

"Brother, he's not a starlet, he's an actor."

Wen Ao raised his head proudly, took the plate and wanted to send Wenger out the door.

"What are you doing? You won't let me in?" Wenger looked down, looked at his younger brother suspiciously, and asked, "Is there someone hiding in the house?"

The sound of a water glass falling to the ground came from the bedroom, Wen Ao's face collapsed, and he wanted to forcefully push his brother out of the door.

"Hey, young master Wen, you can do it. You can hide your beauty in a golden house on two boats. You can eat in a bowl and look at the pot."

Wenger squatted down slightly, and made a fake move left and right, shaking Wen Ao to the bookshelf at the door, and walked into the bedroom by himself.

Seeing a stranger coming in, Yuan Jiayi was startled, and hurriedly looked up, "Who are you... This is my friend's room... Cough... If you need money, I will give it to you, don't steal it of……"

Before the word 'something' could be finished, Wen Ao's head appeared from behind the man, and he blushed and scratched his head, "I'm sorry, this is my brother, dear brother."

"Hello……"

Yuan Jiayi licked his chapped lips, rubbed his sweaty palms, and tentatively reached out to Wenger.

After thinking about it, I realized that my head was short-circuited, why should I shake hands with others?

He was about to retract his hand, but Wenger grabbed it and shook it slightly before letting go, "Hello, my name is Wenger."

"I haven't introduced myself yet, brother, why did you take the lead?" Wen Ao could see that his brother might have fallen in love with the brother on the bed. He knew Wenger's sense of propriety, and he would never force others to make things difficult for him, so he asked Excuse me, "I'm going to school, bro, take good care of this 'guest', he hasn't eaten yet."

The silence in the room made Yuan Jiayi extremely uncomfortable. He grabbed his medicine bag and lay down beside the bed, reached out to pull the shoes at the end of the bed to put them on his feet, and stood up with difficulty while holding the head of the bed.

"Mr. Wen, this is where Mr. Xiao Wen brought me here. I will go out and open another one right away, which will cause you trouble."

Wenger was very polite, and he was only going to make a gesture to help Yuan Jiayi, to see if he could stand still, so he didn't touch him.

Although the young man in front of him is good-looking and suits his taste, he is a stranger after all. It would be too careless to keep him in Wen Ao's room. We should respect his idea and open another room for him after going out.

"Okay, I'll ask the front desk to open another one for you, and I'll send someone to deliver the food in a while," Wenger picked up the jacket for Yuan Jiayi, followed him slowly, and looked at the person in front of him from top to bottom , "You can take a good rest when you get to the room, and don't have to think about other things."

He could tell that this person had injuries on his body, and he looked very similar to Wen Ao's sweetheart's vicious colleague. It's not impossible that he was from the entertainment industry.

The water in that circle was too deep, and some people couldn't even easily provoke him, the Wen family.

So even if such a top quality appeared suddenly, Wenger still didn't dare to act rashly, and only waited to find out the details before launching an offensive.

Yuan Jiayi's footsteps were weak, and when he walked along the corridor to the door of his room, his knees suddenly gave way, and he almost knelt on the ground. Wenger hurried forward to hold his arm, and helped him swipe his card to enter the door.

So that no one noticed the extremely fast flashing light in the safe passage.

The author has something to say: I need to praise the double-upper, the fierce one!

Wen Ao’s puppy is online, take him out for a walk in advance~ Those who like Wen’s dog can bookmark it in the special column~ I will write a sweet article after finishing this book, I promise (I will post [-])

Thank you for watching, bow~

感谢在2021-01-3110:24:23~2021-01-3117:23:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Liu Chunyan 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：老妖怪是谁5瓶；lxj4瓶；晨熹微3瓶；花花探怜怜2瓶；刘春燕1瓶；非常感谢大家对我的支持，我会继续努力的！