The wealthy young master is a money fan

Yan Heng woke up and didn't see Pei Ji, so he took out his phone and checked, it was only early seven in the morning.

Randomly scratching a handful of hair, Yan Heng lifted the blanket and got up, no, it should be the sofa, after all he didn't sleep well last night.

Sitting on the sofa in the hotel is fine, but sleeping is too much. Yan Heng slept all night, and felt his whole body was stiff, and his shoulders were still aching.

When did Boss Yan ever suffer this kind of grievance when he was so old? It's just that when he came out from work yesterday, Pei Ji, who was wrapped like a cicada chrysalis, had already fallen asleep.

Fearing that the drunk silkworm would feel uncomfortable and thirsty in the middle of the night, he didn't go back to his comfortable presidential suite.

The double bed in the room was so big that Pei Ji took up less than a quarter of the space to lie on it, but Yan Heng didn't limit himself to sharing the same bed.

Now the person concerned is regretting it. If he knew that he would be gone when he woke up, he should have wiped his face and slept on the bed.

In this way, when Pei Ji wakes up, he can also feel it.

I don't know what the dean looked like when he woke up in the morning and saw him in the room.

Yan Heng made up his mind and realized that his imagination was useless.

Pei Ji's luggage was still in the room, Yan Heng was not afraid that he would run away in shame after waking up, so he took out his mobile phone and sent him a message, asking where he had been.

When receiving the news from Yan Heng, Pei Ji had already finished breakfast in the hotel restaurant.

He is the first batch of customers to eat today, all kinds of breakfasts have just been baked, and various aromas are lingering in the air.

Seeing Yan Heng's news, Pei Ji didn't return. After the hotel staff packed the meal, he thanked him and took it, and walked into the elevator without haste.

The room card was plugged in, and Pei Ji didn't pick it up when he left, so he had to ring the doorbell when he got to his room.

As soon as the doorbell rang twice, the door opened from the inside with a 'click'.

Yan Heng inside the door saw Pei Ji and asked, "Where have you been so early?"

Pei Ji glanced at him, and walked straight into the room without opening his mouth.

Looking down, Yan Heng saw the things in his hand, closed the door and walked over: "Are you hungry? Why don't you call and ask someone from the hotel to bring it up?"

After putting the breakfast on the table, Pei Ji raised his eyes calmly, and finally said to Yan Heng: "This is yours."

Yan Heng raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "Have you eaten it? You bought it for me?"

Before Pei Ji could answer, Yan Heng took a look inside the bag, and there were four or five boxes.

Leaning halfway on the table, Yan Heng looked at Pei Ji in his spare time, feeling happy: "Little Dean, is this a reward from last night?"

It is not in Yan Heng's character to do good deeds without leaving a name, let alone the other party is Pei Ji.

Hearing Yan Heng take the initiative to talk about what happened last night, the clothes drying on the balcony flashed in Pei Ji's mind.

Pursing her lips, Pei Ji finally said to Yan Heng, "Thank you."

"Just a thank you?" Yan Heng was not so easy to dismiss, he shook his head, and said in a lazy voice, "Little Dean, I'll serve you all night, a thank you is not enough."

When he mentioned the word 'serve', Yan Heng paused on purpose, making the originally quite normal sentence sound ambiguous.

Last night when he worked hard to take care of Pei Ji, Yan Heng didn't think so much at all, but now that the words have come to this point, he will naturally not let go of this great opportunity to please the little principal.

After hearing Yan Heng's words, Pei Ji didn't speak, but looked at him intently, with the meaning in his eyes

What do you want?

Yan Heng sat down beside Pei Ji, his pair of long hair naturally overlapped, and he looked at Pei Ji in a leisurely manner: "How much do you remember about what happened after you got drunk last night?"

Pei Ji was silent, he usually didn't even drink beer, last night was the first time he drank, and it was a special mix, so the fragmentation was a bit thorough.

He only vaguely remembered getting into the car and seemed to have taken a shower.

The rest is gone.

Seeing his expression, Yan Heng understood clearly, and spoke briskly:

"It's okay if you can't remember, I can help you recall memories."

"Don't be nervous, actually you didn't do anything." Under Pei Ji's watchful eyes, Yan Heng smiled at him with a seductive smile: "It's just holding the cake and poking it around, and you still have to feed it to me if it rots. On the way to send you back, you kept sticking to me, wanted to stick to my legs, hugged me, brushed your teeth and acted cute at me, almost got toothpaste foam on me, and called my brother, let me wash your face and put it on Bath water..."

Yan Heng counted with Pei Ji one by one with his fingers, every time he said one, the other's eyebrows twitched.

After adding fuel and vinegar, Yan Heng smiled slightly at someone with a slightly stiff expression: "Now remember what you did last night?"

Pei Ji suspected Yan Heng's nonsense, but he had no evidence, but he grasped an important point in Yan Heng's words: "You mean...I took a bath by myself last night?"

Yan Heng nodded, and the smile in his eyes was mixed with a little bit of embarrassment:

"Yeah, I washed it myself, and came out with a pair of shorts all over my body."

Not even a pair of pants inside.

After receiving the affirmative expression, Pei Ji's expression relaxed obviously.

Compared with Yan Heng helping his drunken self to take a bath, the fact that the other party made fun of his vacuum is nothing worth mentioning.

Seeing his expression, Yan Heng raised his eyebrows and asked knowingly:

"Why, do you think I helped you take a bath?"

"But if you think about it, if you have a chance next time, it's not impossible..." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Pei Ji to answer, Yan Heng looked him up and down, and after a pause, he slowly added the last half of the sentence : "...It's just the little dean, my service fee is very expensive."

Pei Ji said indifferently, "You think too much."

Yan Heng smiled, instead of commenting on his decisive answer, he changed the subject and said with a smile, "So, how will you repay me?"

It is true that Pei Ji has lost his memory, but he has doubts about Yan Heng's words.

He didn't believe that he would force-feed cakes, cling to people and call him brother...

But there was no surveillance in the room, so it was impossible to prove that Yan Heng made it up, and his clothes were still hanging on the balcony. Yan Heng did take care of him all night.

So Pei Ji looked at Yan Heng: "What do you want?"

Yan Heng was waiting for this sentence, frowned and pretended to think about it, and finally said: "I haven't thought about it yet, or I owe you first."

Pei Ji doesn't like to owe people anything, but Yan Heng can't think of it now that he can't force people to think of one thing for him to do.

But just in case, Pei Ji spoke cautiously:

"I have no money."

Amused by the way he didn't forget to look for money at this time, Yan Heng laughed: "Don't worry, I don't want your money, and I won't blackmail you to make you do embarrassing things."

After taking Yan Heng's reassurance, Pei Ji felt a little relieved.

As long as you don't need money.

He still remembered what Yan Heng said just now that his service fee was very high.

After Yan Heng washed up with the spare toothbrush in Pei Ji's room, he was in a good mood and enjoyed the breakfast that the little dean specially packed for him.

Although the breakfast is provided by the hotel for free and does not cost a penny, it is the wish of the little headmaster, and Yan Heng feels that it is much more delicious than the previous few days.

When Yan Heng finished eating and went out, he met the director who just got up and was about to go out.

When he went out to meet the boss, the director was also taken aback, and then he quickly reacted and said hello to Yan Heng, never mentioning the fact that he came out of Pei Ji's room in crumpled clothes early in the morning.

After all, you know what you know, so there is no need to say more.

……

It has been four days since they came to Mo City. They flew back to Nanfeng City this afternoon, and Yan Heng gave everyone a half-day vacation. Tang Xing and Assistant Lin teamed up to find a specialty store.

After coming here, I have to buy something to take back, no matter what.

Facing the invitation from Tang Xing and Assistant Lin to go shopping in a group, Pei Ji refused without hesitation.

Now that the Internet is so developed, you can shop online if you want to buy special products.

A special product that has been made for an airplane will not become delicious.

On the way back, Pei Ji was still in business class like Yan Heng.

In the past, when flying on a plane was boring, Yan Heng would choose to read newspapers and videos or sleep to pass the time, but now that Pei Ji is sitting next to him, he doesn't feel bored at all.

Yan Heng asked Pei Ji:

"There are two days off after going back, do you want to come to the house to see if you are full?"

Pei Ji hadn't spoken yet, but the Director who accidentally listened to him suddenly widened his eyes, his pupils trembling.

Whoa, baby?This child has it all?

The director thought to himself, Mr. Yan has done a good job of keeping secrets.

Such a big event, if he hadn't followed him on a business trip this time, he wouldn't have known about it.

There was no rumor at all before.

With modern science and technology, it is naturally impossible for two big men to have the crystallization of love, so the director took it for granted that the fullness in Yan Heng's mouth was a child adopted by him and Pei Ji.

The tones of 'full' and 'baby' are different, but Pei Ji is used to Yan Heng's similar pronunciation, and his tone is flat: "I don't know if I have time."

Yan Heng: "Going to the Angel's House?"

Pei Ji nodded.

Angel House?The director said the name silently several times in his heart, and suddenly remembered that it was the name of an orphanage in Nanfeng City.

Yan Zong and Pei Ji are together and have adopted a child, it's a real hammer!

The director who knew the explosive news began to ponder in his heart

Are you going to change your name to Pei Ji and the proprietress in the future?

Or... Mrs. President?

Always feel weird.

Pei Ji and Yan Heng didn't know about the entanglement in the director's heart, so they chatted for a few more words.

Then the director listened to Mr. Yan's voice full of doting and gentle praise of his baby, who can climb stairs, is getting more and more clingy, stays up late at night and doesn't sleep...

Hearing the end, the director looked out of the window helplessly, thinking that no matter who, as long as they have children, they will turn into dazzlers.

Even Yan Zong is no exception.

……

When Pei Ji dragged his suitcase back to Pei's house, Shu Pan was sowing new rapeseed in the vegetable garden, when he heard the servant say that the young master was back, he hurriedly dropped the things in his hand and came over.

Seeing Pei Ji, Shu Pan beamed with joy:

"Zhao Zhao is back, are you tired after sitting for so long?"

Pei Ji shook his head: "It's okay."

He squinted for a moment on the plane.

Shu Pan wiped her hands and said to Pei Ji:

"Zhao Zhao, you came back just in time. The tomatoes are ripe. I made candied tomatoes and kept them in the refrigerator. It's just right to eat now. Sit down for a while, and mom will get them for you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Pei Ji's answer, Shu Pan went to the kitchen with a happy face.

The butler took two steps forward and said in a gentle voice:

"Young master, give me the suitcase, I'll just take it up."

Pei Ji glanced at Shu Pan's back, moved his eyelids, and finally let go: "Thank you."

The housekeeper smiled gently: "Young master, you are welcome, this is what I should do."

Soon Shu Pan brought over an exquisite glass bowl, which contained cold, bright red and plump tomatoes.

Candied tomatoes are moderately sweet, sweet and sour in the mouth, refreshing and refreshing.

Seeing Pei Ji eating, Shu Pan asked nervously:

"How about Zhao Zhao, is it delicious?"

The author has something to say: Mr. Yan: How can I say this business trip? It can’t be cheap, it can only be said that it’s bloody money.

Pei Pei: I suspect you are lying, but there is no proof.