Acting as a substitute

Yuan Jiayi looked at the grasped wrist, and there was no overly surprised expression on his face, it seemed that he had expected it.

Wenger thought he had an opportunity, so he wanted to slide down his wrist to those beautiful fingers, but was gently pinched by Yuan Jiayi and broke free.

His voice was calm, "Mr. Wen, I respect you for how much older I am. I won't say anything impolite. Walk slowly on the road."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Jiayi opened the door for him and made a gesture of invitation.

Wenger reached out and pulled the door back, closing it gently.

Yuan Jiayi looked at him defensively, then took half a step back and leaned against the wall.

"Mr. Wen, you can't beat me."

"sorry."

Wenger put his hand on the doorknob and bowed his head in apology.

Yuan Jiayi looked at him.

"I took you as... the kind of person I imagined."

Looking back into Wenger's eyes, Yuan Jiayi could hear the sincerity in his words.

He turned around and walked back into the room, picked up the bowl on the table and smiled, "I can tell."

"So, sorry."

Who cares about such useless trifles.

Wenger sighed, "I really like you, I admit, desire was greater than love at the beginning, but..."

Yuan Jiayi brushed the bowl with his back to him, and repeatedly rubbed his fingertips against the place where Wenger's lips had touched.

His thin but extremely strong fingers, never in a fancy way, creaked and creaked the rim of the bowl.

"Are you finished?"

Yuan Jiayi suddenly had a headache, and was extremely irritated by all the sounds that appeared in his ears.

Wenger froze for a moment, "Not yet."

"It has nothing to do with me whether I finish talking or not," Yuan Jiayi put the washed bowl into the empty cupboard and pushed it in, "Mr. Wen, I don't know you very well. No need."

"You are really nice, so I want to treat you well." Then, he took out a pen and wrote something at the height of the shoe cabinet at the door, intending to pass it to Yuan Jiayi, seeing that he was indifferent Scrubbing the stove in a hurry, he withdrew his hand awkwardly and placed it by the door, "I'm leaving."

The door was closed softly, but there was still a gust of wind.

The fluffy paper was blown to the ground, the room was too small, it was blown to Yuan Jiayi's feet again.

It's a check.

Yuan Jiayi chuckled lightly.

These rich people are really... inexplicable.

After searching for Yuan Jiayi to no avail, Bo Shenyan couldn't pester Yuan Jiayi to keep calling him because of the company's affairs.

The reason is that he is really bored to death recently.

Bo Shenyan originally thought that Bo Shenrong would not be able to recover after being hit hard once by him for a few months, so he would not have time to compete with him for a partner in Huaicheng.

But Bo Shenyan didn't expect that even if he went to Huaicheng himself, after the two parties reached an agreement and even signed the letter of intent, Bo Shenrong would take away his cooperation at any cost.

He gritted his teeth with hatred, but there was nothing he could do. He was a businessman, and he had a stake in his profits, so it was impossible for him to give up his profits for the sake of momentary anger.

Bo Shenrong was supported by Bo Kang at his back, with the profits Bo Kang secretly made from the Bo's consortium over the years, even if Bo Shenrong made such a loss a hundred times, it wouldn't be a big problem.

After returning from Huai City, she had to face Sheng Lan who was messing around all day.

It was so annoying that he found a reason that his throat was uncomfortable and he was afraid of infecting Sheng Lan. He personally went to Sheng's house to bring the butler to Sheng Lan and let him serve him personally. He then went back to the old house with the cat and dog.

He always wears a ring around grandma, for fear that grandma will think that the two of them are not loving enough.

Whenever he saw the gratified smile of grandma touching the ring on his hand, he wanted to tell grandma lonely.

He lost Yuan Jiayi.

It's already the afternoon of New Year's Eve, and in a few hours, it will be time for the family reunion to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Where would Yuan Jiayi hide himself?

Bo Shenyan was lying on the bed lightly tossing the ring on his hand, looking at the light it reflected in the sun, it looked like the bright light-colored pupils of a young man.

He thought about it, took out his phone and sent a text message.

[Doctor Yuan, if you have a severe headache, which acupoint should you press to heal faster? 】The other party will come back soon.

【It will be faster to see a doctor. 】

[Did the original doctor mean static or dynamic?I've been looking at your still photos for a long time - to no avail. ] This time the other party was silent for a long time and did not reply.

Bo Shenyan turned over and sat up, crossed his long legs, facing the pitch-black screen with disheveled hair, pretended to be pale and haggard, turned on the video phone, and called Yuan Jiayi.

It took about ten seconds to get connected.

And it is still switched to voice connection.

"... Mr. Bo?"

Bo Shenyan scratched his hair irritably, why can't this voice call be recorded.

Probably because he didn't reply, the other end asked weakly, "Mr. Bo?"

Trying to no avail, Bo Shenyan could only cherish the time, and was about to respond loudly, when he suddenly remembered that his current state should be very weak, "...Huh? It's you... What is the phone call... "

The movement from Yuan Jiayi's side suddenly moved away a little, and then moved a little closer, probably to confirm who was calling.

Thinking of the cute look of him staring at the screen seriously, Bo Shenyan suddenly felt his eyes were hot, and his body was also hot.

"...Oh, I'm calling..." He continued weakly, "I may be delirious from the pain, I'm sorry, Doctor Yuan, I'm sorry to bother you, I'll hang up now..."

"If your head hurts," said the benevolent doctor, Yuan Jiayi hurriedly called him, "...then I'll teach you how to rub it."

After a lengthy phone call for more than two hours, I accidentally saw that the battery level of the phone showed 19%. Although it was still safe, Bo Shenyan was so frightened that he jumped out of bed and looked for the charger. Shut down.

When it was first connected, it had 87% of the battery, and now it has become like this, and the old and broken mobile phone of the original Jiayi must not work.

Thinking that Yuan Jiayi might be looking for a charger everywhere for fear of cutting off the call with him, Bo Shenyan's eyelashes drooped and he laughed.

"Doctor Yuan, I guess your phone is also charging."

Sure enough, there was a gasp of surprise from the other end, "...how did Mr. Bo know?"

"It's a bit farther than the sound just now, Doctor Yuan, don't you just look around and think I'm near you?"

Yuan Jiayi was too shocked to speak.

To be on the safe side, he decided to hang up the phone.

"It's been more than two hours. Does Mr. Bo still have a headache?"

"...Well, it's good to be alright," he said as if he was about to hang up, Bo Shenyan hastily pretended again, "But why does the neck hurt too, the spine, the lumbar spine and so on... "

Yuan Jiayi became worried again.

"Probably not. Every time I get a headache, I rub it like this. Is it a problem with the technique?"

Hearing the little hedgehog murmur and ponder over there, Bo Shenyan's heart itch.

He licked his lower lip, and tentatively said, "Doctor Yuan, look... Since you have taught me that I haven't recovered after so long, can you play a video to teach me - it really hurts."

This moral kidnapping completely tied up the altruistic Yuan Jiayi.

"Ah, all right, I'll hang up and call back."

Bo Shenyan knew he wouldn't lie, and when he heard the ding-sound, he jumped into the bed on his back, straightened his messy hair in front of the screen, tried to make his eyes look slack, and tilted his head on the side of the pillow .

Sure enough, the video call came as promised.

Before it vibrated a second time, Bo Shenyan quickly picked it up.

The person on the opposite side didn't seem to have used video software much, and he pressed several times to change the camera, but he didn't know where he was.

Bo Shenyan was so shaken by the glare of the light and the dim room that he really started to have a headache. Finally, when he was about to speak to stop him, Yuan Jiayi's dazed face appeared on the screen.

He pointed his chin at the camera, making Bo Shenyan involuntarily think of the death angle mentioned by the female employees in the company.

But even so, Yuan Jiayi was so good-looking.

He was so fascinated that Bo Shenyan almost forgot about his business.

"It's so dark over there," Bo Shenyan asked him unscrupulously, relying on his headache, "Can you go near the window?"

"Oh, good."

Yuan Jiayi nodded, and his disheveled hair moved accordingly.

Bo Shenyan was so cute that his scalp tingled.

Seeing the window behind him, Bo Shenyan quickly recorded a screen, cut out the video interface with Yuan Jiayi, and sent it to Wo Ze, his fingers flying on the keyboard.

[Immediately position me—down. 】

Wo Ze replied with a speechless emoji.

[Is our headquarters open for you, Young Master Bo?The public security information management system has been used by you all over the place. ] He said so, but Wo Ze still sent the location to Bo Shenyan as quickly as possible.

Seeing Yuan Jiayi sitting by the window and posing, just about to show him where to massage, Bo Shenyan suddenly said, "I have something to do, I'll call you when I'm back, can I?"

Yuan Jiayi nodded, looked at the figure on the screen, paused for a while, and then disappeared.

He breathed a sigh of relief, kicked the raised leather under his feet melancholy, then got up and walked to the edge of the dining table, continuing to eat the lumpy bowl of Malatang.

After eating for a long time, I felt that the noodles were a bit cold, Yuan Jiayi went to boil water, and just about to add some, the phone vibrated again.

"Mr. Bo? Are you done?"

"...Phew," Bo Shenyan sounded panting, "Doctor Yuan, I'm in the basement, please help me see what the weather is like outside, look farther away, and see if there are any clouds, I'm worried it will snow. "

Yuan Jiayi walked to the window, stuck his head out, "No, there are no clouds, it's very bright."

Bo Shenyan replied two more times, panting still heavily.

"How do you..."

"Boom boom boom——"

"Wait—Mr. Bo, there is a knock on the door, I'll answer it first."

Yuan Jiayi kicked the leather on the door which was also raised, and opened the door.

Beads of sweat rolled down the man's forehead, as did the tip of his nose.

The phone in his hand was still pressed to his ear.

"Doctor Yuan, Happy New Year's Eve."

The author has something to say: Can Xiao Bo do it, quickly, tell me loudly, can he do it!

Jiajia OS: How can you know if he can do it or not?

I am in urgent need of compliments on New Year's Eve, please, please praise me hard, can you make my comment section lively, I love you!I really like it!

Happy New Years Eve, folks!

Still the same sentence, the hair growth liquid hastened Sheng Jianghe’s death, hahaha, after the new year, Xiaobo will issue sanctions, hahaha (for those who don’t play games, sanctions are used in the game to prevent the enemy from recovering blood equipment)

I am a Chinese New Year old, I have a lot of words, but I can't say any more, if I continue, the words are longer than the main text, hahaha, please comment!Don't make me kneel down and beg you.

感谢在2021-02-1112:33:34~2021-02-1119:11:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: Ye Yuntang, Ji Wuyu, 468652175 bottles; wuvyou, way_1 bottle; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!