President Qi, I don't despise you

更新时间：2019-11-1219:49:10

After four o'clock in the afternoon, the three of them were about to go back to the villa. Song Yi resolutely refused to drive with the two of them, so as not to eat dog food, and went to drive his own car.

Qi Muye looked at Shen Yan who had changed back to his own clothes and said, "You still look good in camouflage, buy more camouflage clothes in the future."

When this man puts on the clothes, he looks very energetic, like a king, Qi Muye likes to see the young man's vigor and vigor.

"Mr. Qi looks good in it too. We'll buy couple clothes when we go back."

Shen Yan leaned over to help him fasten his seat belt, seeing that his face was fine, he was slightly relieved, afraid that this day would make him sick.

"How old am I, and I still wear couple clothes."

Qi Muye said helplessly, it was the young man's fresh clothes, he couldn't play anymore.

"How old are you? Look at the men in their early thirties outside who are more crazier than one."

His family, Mr. Qi, is sometimes more conservative than his father's generation, and he would be embarrassed to make out in public, but he still thinks it's cute.

"Baby, I know that you are five or six years older than me, but if you don't know, you think you are fifteen or sixteen years older than me?"

Shen Yan held the steering wheel, took advantage of the traffic lights, turned his head and said with a smile.

"Think I'm getting old?"

There was a calm threat in the voice of Big Boss Qi.

"No, I don't think so. I just like the way my Mr. Qi is mature, stable, and strategizing, and he doesn't know how many blocks away from those brats."

Young Master Shen's love story was made up at random, but Mr. Qi really liked him.

Cangye company had something to do, so he went out in the morning, so he didn't know that these people also went out after his feet.

When he came back, there was no one at home. The villa was used to being lively these days, and he was not used to the sudden silence. He sat down on the sofa, exhaled and rubbed the center of his brows.

As soon as they sat down, they heard the sound of parking outside. As soon as the three of them came in, they found him back, and the villa became lively again as soon as there were more people.

Ever since Shen Yan and the others went out to the kitchen every three days, Cang Ye had given the chef a holiday, so naturally no one was cooking at the moment.

"Chu Qing didn't come back?"

Shen Yan saw that Cang Ye was alone in the living room and asked, "No, he should have gone to negotiate with the drug dealer."

Cangye looked at him and said, "Honey, go and sit for a while, I'll cook."

"I'll help you."

"No, soon, you go and rest for a while, won't Song Yi help you?"

"Yes, we can just go."

Qi Muye didn't say anything when he saw Song Yi rushing to the kitchen swearing to show off his cooking skills, so he had to let them go.

Shen Yan pursed his lips and smiled when he saw Song Yi trembling with the knife, it seemed that the power of the 1000 bullets was pretty good.

"Let me cut it, and you wash the vegetables."

He took the kitchen knife from his hand and sliced ​​it neatly.

Soon three dishes and one soup were on the table, and Chu Qing came back at the meal time, well, judging from his expression, he knew that the negotiation was not going well.

"Hey, it's a bad start. I urgently need food to comfort my wounded heart."

Dr. Chu came to the table without even washing his hands.

"I'll tell the people in China in a while, you can go to him whenever you go back."

Qi Muye sat down and looked at him and said that he knew it was urgent, so he took the initiative to tell him, Chu Qing gave him a grateful glance, but looked at Cangye still a little worried, he thought he could talk more Damn, it happened to help him unblock the meridians on his waist. I didn't expect that he would be driven directly to the south wall today, and he wouldn't even have to wait for tomorrow.

"I'm fine, you go back to business early."

Cangye looked at him and couldn't understand what he meant.

"It's fine, you study hard when I press tonight, and you must insist on opening the meridian in the past few days."

Song Yi hurriedly nodded seriously. Of course it would be best if he could press him himself.

After dinner, Shen Yan sent Qi Muye back to rest. He was going to see John the day after tomorrow. Qi Muye opened his notebook and began to deal with domestic affairs. Because of jet lag, Shen Yan didn't let him stay up late, so he could only delay processing by one day.

Suddenly he saw an email, his eyes sank, he raised his head and said to Shen Yan who was playing games beside him, "Xiao Yan, your throat is a little tight, please help me make a cup of honey water."

When Shen Yan heard this, he turned around quickly and was worried, "What's wrong? Are you catching a cold?"

As he spoke, he touched his forehead with his hand, but luckily he didn't have a fever.

"I'm fine, maybe the food just now was too salty."

Qi Muye took his hand and said, "Okay, then I'll make a cup, wait for me." Bubble recommended

Shen Yan kissed this man, then went downstairs to make honey water.

Seeing him go out, Qi Muye picked up his mobile phone and dialed a call back home, "What's going on?"

After connecting, Qi Muye directly asked a question in a deep voice, and his brows became more and more wrinkled after hearing the answer from the other side.

"Buy stocks as much as possible, and remember not to leave traces."

After he finished speaking, he heard footsteps at the door, and after a few brief explanations, he hung up the phone, just as Shen Yan entered the room.

Seeing that he just hung up the phone, Shen Yan casually asked "Who is it?"

"Lin Qing."

"Oh, I also put some lemon juice in it, it's delicious, try it."

Qi Muye took a sip from the cup and smiled, "Well, it's not bad, it's quite sweet, why didn't you pour a glass?"

"You can't drink every time I drink the rest."

Shen Yan moved to the side of the bed and wrapped his arms around his waist, kissed his side face and said.

Song Yi packed up the dishes and went into Cang Ye's room with Chu Qing. Cang Ye was on the phone, and when he hung up, Song Yi helped him onto the bed.

"You study hard, there will be no teacher tomorrow."

After Chu Qing washed his hands, he poured essential oil on his hands and said to Song Yi.

"I know, I will study hard."

Chu Qing moved very slowly today, explaining the essentials to Song Yi without making a single movement, and Song Yi wrote it down on his phone while watching.

"I have to do it again, you come."

Chu Qing made way for Song Yi to do it again.

Song Yi looked at Cang Ye's hand that was tightly gripping the quilt, and the palm of his hand was so painful that it touched his lower back, which was colder than other places. Chu Qing said just now that this was due to the blockage of the tendons and the impediment of the blood.

"Don't be reluctant to use force. What's the effect of tickling him like this? The meridian must be pushed away."

Seeing his feistiness, Chu Qing couldn't help correcting him.

Song Yi used a little more force in his hands, and his entire brow was frowning.

"Hey, let me tell you, he didn't cry out for pain. What's the matter with your constipated expression?"

Dr. Chu laughed. It hurts to push the meridian, but this pain is not seen in Master Qiao's eyes. Why does this person have an expression that hurts more than him?a "constipation"

He managed to get Song Yi to control his expression, and even the corners of Cang Ye's mouth hooked slightly.

[The author has something to say:] This chapter is more heartwarming. Did you find out that there is an accident in the country? President Qi has something to hide from Yan Gouzi. Song Gouzi has the authority to press the waist for President Cang every day. fat