Acting as a substitute

"How many whips? Remember well, return more and make up less."

Bo Shenyan stretched out his two long legs, leaned back, biting an apple leisurely in his mouth, found a coin in which pocket with his free hand, and imitated what Yuan Jiayi taught him. Look, also fiddled carelessly.

What he didn't say was that no matter how much or how little, he made up for the pain of his flesh and blood alone, Sheng Jianghe.

"What do you want to do?"

Sheng Jianghe wiped his brow with oily shine mixed with sweat, and summoned up his courage to ask.

Bo Shenyan sat up straight at once, took a big step to Sheng Jianghe's bed, raised his hand to slap that disgusting face, "I'm fucking asking you something."

Song Jiaoyan stayed at the door restlessly, sometimes sticking to the door to listen to the movement in the room, sometimes pacing back and forth in the living room with her fists clenched.

Apart from his pretty face, the boy from the Bo family was as strong as a ruthless Hun who drank blood. She had been in the room for so long, and she worried that Sheng Jianghe would even be killed quietly by him.

Just as he was considering whether to call the police, Bo Shenyan turned the doorknob and walked out.

"Auntie, uncle is really in good condition, thanks to your good care."

Bo Shenyan's attitude is respectful and modest, his eyes are warm, as if the person lying on the bed in the room is his own father who is sincerely moved.

"So even if you don't go to Switzerland, it doesn't seem to be a big problem." Bo Shenyan laughed.

The panic on Song Jiaoyan's face was no less than that of Sheng Jianghe on the bed, she couldn't even fart.

"Uncle has already discussed with me," Bo Shenyan looked at his phone and compared the time on it, "In a week, his body will recover."

He picked up his mobile phone and nodded politely, "I will visit you two again at that time, and I will leave."

The servants standing by the door waiting to go in and serve Sheng Jianghe couldn't help being amazed.

Restoring the body to health... Is it okay to discuss it?

The whole room watched Bo Shenyan walk out of the villa's entrance, and watched him step into the dark Cullinan, turn around slowly, and swagger out of the yard.

Bo Shenyan glanced at Song Jiaoyan who was gnashing her teeth in the rearview mirror, curled her lips into a sneer, and galloped away.

When inserting the key into the door lock and turning it, through the thin door, Bo Shenyan heard the sound of pots and pans colliding in a panic, thinking that Yuan Jiayi had fallen, so he hurriedly pulled out the key and opened the door go in.

"What's wrong? Where did it hit?"

After entering the house, he looked around for Yuan Jiayi's figure. Fortunately, the space in this small room was extremely cramped, so he saw Yuan Jiayi squatting on the side of the small dining table holding a bowl and looking up at him.

"No, I was startled when I heard the sound, and dropped the pot on the ground."

Bo Shenyan looked down and saw that the instant noodles and soup in the basin were spilled all over the floor, the pity in the little hedgehog's eyes was ready to come out.

He sighed, feeling tight in his chest, put down the things in his hands, walked to Yuan Jiayi and squatted down, and took the bowl with leftovers in his hand.

"What do you eat these for?"

Cold rice, soaked in instant noodle soup.

Yuan Jiayi cleared his throat, as if he was very happy, "I thought you wouldn't come today, so I just wanted to eat something casually, but who knew you would come again suddenly... I'll make something good right now."

I thought I wouldn't come, it's not that I won't come back.

He still doesn't see himself as family.

"I'll be back," Bo Shenyan stood up with Yuan Jiayi, stepped forward to circle the young man who was already walking towards the kitchen with his back turned to him, resting his chin on his shoulder, "I'm definitely coming back."

Yuan Jiayi bit his lip, curled his fingers into his palm and hid them under the corner of his clothes, desperately holding back the little joy in his heart.

come back.

Bo Shenyan took this small room as their home and came back.

"Doctor Yuan, I miss you so much."

With a low voice, with a bit of rogue as if he was acting like a baby, he hugged Yuan Jiayi and turned around, facing the door.

A long mirror with cracked corners was glued to the wall next to the shoe cabinet at the door, and the place where the two stood was exactly parallel to the mirror.

"Aren't you... already hugging...?"

Yuan Jiayi was ashamed to say the words "hold me", and secretly concealed "I", her ears were red.

"When I hold you, I can't see your face. If I don't see it for a second, I will think about it for a second."

Bo Shenyan lifted Yuan Jiayi's chin and made him look at the mirror opposite them.

The mirror was extremely worn out, and even the color rendering was very gray, but Yuan Jiayi's face was flushed, and the cramped movements of his hands were fully exposed.

"That's great. I can hold you and look at you."

Bo Shenyan kissed his shoulder lightly, and bent his eyes to see the young man's uncontrollable shyness in the mirror.

Yuan Jiayi raised his hand to cover Bo Shenyan's arm that was holding his shoulder in front of his collarbone, and gently squeezed, "Are you hungry? I'll cook."

Seeing that the little hedgehog was about to leave, Bo Shenyan hurriedly pulled him back, this time face to face.

He lowered his head and bit Yuan Jiayi's lips, biting and laughing, "This way we can also see our doctor Yuan's face."

He was so messed up that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, Yuan Jiayi hugged Bo Shenyan's waist in a panic, wanting to get closer to him, as if this way he wouldn't be so scared, so he could be a little more presumptuous, no matter what to like Bo Shenyan.

"Is Doctor Yuan a child who was soaked in honey water? How could he be so sweet?"

Bo Shenyan caught the tip of Yuan Jiayi's tongue, which was hesitant to dodge, and bit it lightly. Seeing that he frowned slightly in pain, he quickly licked it again to express his apology.

Yuan Jiayi felt that he was a man who was almost 30 years old, and he was called a child by him, so he couldn't help feeling even more embarrassed, and shook his head slightly.

It was Yuan Jiayi's lips that were grinded, but it was his Bo Shenyan's heart that was tortured.

If this continues, the instant noodle soup on the ground will almost marinate the leather.

"Come and eat something, I'll clean up."

Bo Shenyan let go of Yuan Jiayi's slightly swollen lips, took those thin fingers and walked to the edge of the bed to make someone sit down, and put the exquisite paper box he brought back by Yuan Jiayi's hand.

He looked at the joy on Yuan Jiayi's face with satisfaction, squatted halfway in front of him, and raised his hand to open the cartons one by one.

"I, I want to do it myself."

Yuan Jiayi grinned, held Bo Shenyan's wrist, his eyes were full of anticipation.

"He said he wasn't a child."

Bo Shenyan hated his cute appearance the most, couldn't help but stretched out his neck and kissed him, let go of his hands and stood up, "You do it yourself, I'll clean up over there."

Holding the cake fork in his mouth and looking at Bo Shenyan's back squatting on the ground to clean up the noodle soup, Yuan Jiayi's heart is full of swells, there are too many complicated emotions that want to rush out of his closed heart, and show them to Bo Shenyan without reservation. Be cautious.

But he dared not.

"Mr. Bo, how about getting down and glutinous rice?"

For so long, he had been thinking about those two little guys, and the meaning of asking today was to ask Bo Shenyan to let him meet them.

"Well, I stay with grandma every day, and the fat ones can hardly walk, especially when they are lying down and being fed by grandma, they will soon become the first dog with the youngest fatty liver. I told my grandma not to Feed it that much."

Thinking of the chubby appearance of the little friends, Yuan Jiayi pursed his lips and smiled, wondering if the two of them still liked him.

Bo Shenyan didn't look back, carefully cleaned up the stains on the ground, and continued, "Eat obediently, and bring them to see you tomorrow."

After hearing this, Yuan Jiayi was greatly encouraged. Seeing that he had nothing on hand to thank Bo Shenyan, he stood up with a small cake, walked to Bo Shenyan's side and knelt down, picked up a piece and handed it to Bo Shenyan. side.

"Mr. Bo, you can eat some too."

"What's so funny about that?"

While talking, Bo Shenyan opened his mouth to grab the small fork in Yuan Jiayi's hand, looked at him with teasing meaning, and lightly licked the fork tip.

The implication of this action was too strong, which made Yuan Jiayi blush unexpectedly.

He always likes to do it.

Worried that he would not have dinner again if he was full of the cake, Bo Shenyan solemnly ordered Yuan Jiayi to cover the box by himself, and was only allowed to eat a little bit after dinner.

Yuan Jiayi reluctantly agreed, put those reluctant meals into the small refrigerator, walked to the desk in frustration and sat down to study.

Regarding Yuan Jiayi not going to the hospital for so many days, Bo Shenyan understood that Yuan Jiayi had already asked for leave from the hospital. Now seeing him staying at home leisurely every day, not only did he have no doubts, but he became more and more happy.

It's best that only he can see that beautiful face.

With his back to the person sitting at the table, he didn't notice Bo Shenyan's emotion, he was writing on the paper while holding a pen, and suddenly he shook his arm.

Bo Shenyan had just put the lid on the pot, and was leaning in front of the stove to watch him, when he noticed his strange behavior, he hurried over and grabbed his wrist, took the pen in his hand and asked.

"What's the matter? Don't move, I'll come."

"Song Yang took all my pens away, and this one is still out of fuel."

Annoyed, Yuan Jiayi took the pen that Bo Shenyan had thrown away for him, and scratched twice on the paper.

In the daily conversations in the hospital, apart from exchanging the patient's condition, the most frequent is: where is my pen?Who saw my pen?My pen is gone, who can lend me a pen.

Even a person like Yuan Jiayi, who borrowed and repaid, usually had several pens in his pockets that he didn't remember whether they were from the hematology department or the respiratory department, let alone a carefree person like Song Yang.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, I'll buy you a car later, let's sit in front of the hospital and have fun, okay?"

Bo Shenyan smiled and patted the little hedgehog's head, lightly scratched his chin and comforted him.

"No, it's all mine, and I still need to keep it."

Yuan Jiayi lowered his head awkwardly, unaware that he was pinching the flesh on his chin.

During these days, he has made him fatter.

Bo Shenyan thought happily.

There was a knock at the door.

Bo Shenyan squeezed Yuan Jiayi's fingers, "I'll open the door."

He walked to the door and slowly turned the handle.

A large bouquet of bright red roses rushed into Bo Shenyan's unsuspecting sight.

"Jiayi, let me come and see you."

The author has something to say: I just came back, sorry sorry.The plot is about to reach its climax.

Thank you for watching, bow~

感谢在2021-02-1423:10:17~2021-02-1514:34:39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 who threw mines: Lan Lan and Ember 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: lxj2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!