After becoming the personal model of the boss

After Uncle Luo rushed over, Zhou Shang'an had already fallen asleep in He Xiancheng's arms.

Uncle Luo was taken aback when he saw He Xiancheng, "You are?"

This was the first time Uncle Luo saw He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng nodded at Luo Xiao, "His friend."

He Xiancheng didn't know that Zhou Shang'an had introduced him to Luo Xiao as a tutor.

He knew that Zhou Shang'an had a lot of friends, but He Xiancheng was clearly beyond the average age of his circle.

Luo Xiao was a little puzzled, but still smiled politely, and reached out to He Xiancheng to take Zhou Shang'an in his arms.

"Is the young master asleep? It's really troublesome for you, let me come."

He Xiancheng didn't let go of Zhou Shang'an's hand, and said calmly, "No, I'll just hold it."

Luo Xiao glanced at He Xiancheng, then at Zhou Shang'an in his arms, and finally withdrew her hand.

He walked to the side and sat down, and asked, "You and the young master... haven't known each other for long, have you?"

He Xiancheng glanced at Zhou Shang'an, who was restlessly sleeping with frowning brows in his arms, and said softly, "Well, not long."

Luo Xiao said "hmm".

He understands Shang'an.

Although I usually have a lot of good friends, but almost none of them.

He never brings friends home.

It's not that no one wants to get along with him, it's that they can't walk in.

He Xiancheng sat upright, Zhou Shangan reclined in his arms.

He Xiancheng put one arm around Zhou Shang'an's waist, and the other around his shoulder.

Luo Xiao looked at He Xiancheng with a complicated expression.

After a while, Luo Xiao suddenly said: "The young master must be very scared when something like this happens, the injured child inside has an unusual relationship with the young master, did the young master tell you about his relationship with the master?"

He Xiancheng looked at him, but didn't speak.

Luo Xiao didn't wait for He Xiancheng to answer, "Probably not? They have always had a bad relationship. When I was young, the young master was punished and locked into the utility room by the master crying. When I grew up, the relationship between the two became even worse. Don't go home, hide from the master..."

Luo Xiao talked a lot about it.

He has always been very accurate in identifying people.

The young man in front of him was different from Zhou Shang'an's previous friends, and he had an intuition that this was not a bad thing.

He Xiancheng listened to Luo Xiao's words quietly, and looked down at the person in his arms.

Zhou Shang'an suddenly frowned.

He was half asleep, not sound asleep, and when he heard a rustle, he rubbed He Xiancheng's chest uneasily.

Zhou Shangan opened his eyes, saw Luo Xiao next to him, and was stunned for a while.

"Young master is awake?" Luo Xiao approached and said with a smile.

Zhou Shangan came back to his senses, "Uncle Luo, when did you come?"

"I just came here, not long ago, and there was a traffic jam on the road," Luo Xiao stretched out his hand to help Zhou Shang'an, "Are you worried, young master? I shouldn't be going home."

Zhou Shang'an was still leaning on He Xiancheng's chest.

He glanced at Luo Xiao's outstretched hand, then looked up at He Xiancheng, remembered something, hurriedly got up from He Xiancheng, sat up straight, and said to Luo Xiao: "Uncle Luo, this is Teacher He, I told you last time."

Luo Xiao looked at He Xiancheng, surprise flashed across his face, "So it's Teacher He..."

After a pause, Luo Xiao smiled and said, "I've often heard Shang'an mentioning you before, and Shang'an's grades have improved a lot during this time, so I'm sorry to bother you."

Listening to the conversation between the two, He Xiancheng looked at Zhou Shang'an, frowning slightly.

He didn't know when he became a tutor.

Zhou Shangan stuck out his tongue at He Xiancheng, touched his sleeve lightly with his hands, and motioned He Xiancheng to help him get round.

Only then did He Xiancheng look at Luo Xiao, and said, "No trouble, Shang'an is very smart."

Luo Xiao nodded with a smile, "That's good. Whenever Mr. He is free, come and have a meal at home."

At this time, the door of the operating room opened, and a doctor in a blue-green surgical suit came out.

Zhou Shangan's muscles tensed instantly.

Luo Xiao got up and said to Zhou Shang'an: "Master, you are waiting for me here, I will go and have a look first."

Luo Xiao was talking to the doctor.

Zhou Shangan watched motionlessly.

The back of his hand suddenly became hot.

It was He Xiancheng's hand, which fell on Zhou Shangan's unconsciously clenched hand.

He Xiancheng said softly, "Don't worry."

Zhou Shangan froze for a moment, then looked up at He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng smiled, and squeezed the back of his hand again, "It will be fine."

It may be that He Xiancheng usually has a straight face and is cold, but when he smiles, he looks extra gentle.

Zhou Shang An Xin suddenly jumped fast, lowered his eyes, and replied in a low voice: "Okay."

When Luo Xiao came back, she said that Xing Xing was not seriously injured, her calf was fractured, and a film of her brain needed to be taken to see if there was any congestion.

The stars are housed in the wards.

Zhou Shangan looked at him blankly.

Xingxing's face was pale, and the top of her head and calves were wrapped in a thick layer of white gauze.

Luo Xiao tucked Ye Xingxing's quilt, and said to Zhou Shang'an: "Master, I'm here, so you can go back first, you have an exam tomorrow."

Zhou Shang'an said: "Does my dad know? When will he come back?"

He didn't dare to call Zhou Chuxiong afterwards.

"Master, he is already on his way back."

Zhou Shang'an's breathing was slightly stagnant.

Luo Xiao saw Zhou Shang'an's flustered appearance.

Luo Xiao sighed helplessly, then turned to He Xiancheng and said, "Mr. He, can I trouble you to take Ann home?"

He Xiancheng nodded, took a step forward, put his hand on Zhou Shangan's shoulder, and said softly, "Go home first."

After a while, Zhou Shang'an slowly "hmm".

He Xiansheng sent Zhou Shangan to the door of his house all the way.

Zhou Shang'an pushed open the gate of the yard, and He Xiancheng stopped in his tracks.

Zhou Shangan stepped in with one foot, and when he looked back, he found that He Xiancheng was standing outside the door, with no intention of following him in.

He grasped the iron door tightly, looked at He Xiancheng, and said, "Brother..."

Zhou Shang'an drooped his brows and eyes, feeling aggrieved.

"Huh?" He Xiancheng put his hands in the pockets of his jacket, stood upright without any movement, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Shang'an bit his lips, his eyes drooped slightly, and he struggled: "Brother...do you want to come in and sit down?"

He Xiancheng raised his eyebrows halfway, but said nothing.

Zhou Shang'an looked at him again, and whispered: "Brother..."

He Xiancheng smiled, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

He Xiancheng took a step forward, put his hand on Zhou Shang'an's head and rubbed it, as if he wanted to crush that pitiful look into pieces.

The yard is very spacious, with a stone-paved path in the middle, a lawn with various plants on the left, and an artificial pool on the right.

The two walked into the house.

At the entrance, Zhou Shang'an fetched slippers for He Xiancheng, and hung the coat that He Xiancheng had taken off on the coat rack.

In the living room, on the stairway leading to the second floor, there were still some blood stains, which were caused by the broken head of Xing Xing when he fell down.

Zhou Shang'an stood by the stairs in a daze, until He Xiancheng got a wet towel from somewhere, squatted beside him and carefully wiped the blood on the ground, Zhou Shang'an came back to his senses.

He Xiancheng stood up and folded the bloody side of the towel, "Go up and have a rest."

Zhou Shang'an looked at him without moving.

He Xiancheng smiled helplessly and said, "I'll come up later."

Only then did Zhou Shang'an carefully avoid the mark and walked upstairs.

He Xiancheng packed up and pushed open the bedroom door.

Zhou Shang'an was lying on the bed, staring at the lights on the ceiling.

Now that his mood calmed down, he belatedly realized that there were only him and He Xiancheng at home tonight.

The last time I slept with He Xiancheng was when I was drunk.

I forgot what it was like.