President Qi, I don't despise you

更新时间：2019-12-0220:25:02

Cang Ye nodded, and Song Yi ran back into the car at a sprint speed of [-] meters. Fortunately, there was always a spare change of clothes in the car.

Go back and help Cangye change into clean clothes, and wait for his sweat to subside before helping him up.

"Didn't you say you were going to see Shen Yan and the others?"

Seeing that he was walking directly to the parking lot without any intention of going to the ward again, Cangye couldn't help asking, "The two of them are inseparable now, so let's stop rushing to be light bulbs."

The main reason is that he can see that Cangye's condition is not good. You can imagine how painful the cold sweat just now is, it's better to take this person back to rest earlier.

Ao Ye nodded and said nothing.

After sitting in the car, Song Yi helped him fasten his seat belt and said, "I received an invitation saying that there will be a business salon the day after tomorrow. You have received it too, right?"

"Well, I'll go with you."

Cang Ye leaned on the back of the chair and rubbed the center of his brows, the Song family's unwilling ones might jump up.

"No, it's not that I haven't dealt with them before. Didn't the doctor just say that you'd better not move around recently, and you can just cultivate yourself at home. I'll clean up those people."

Song Yi didn't need to think about it to know that this person was worried about him, and while persuading him, he took a blanket to cover his waist and legs.

"Well, this time I will bring a female companion and a male companion. Which starlet will Young Master Song plan to bring?"

Cangye found a comfortable position to lean against, raised his eyebrows and looked at the people around him.

Song Yi suddenly rang the alarm, and suddenly remembered that this type of salon is generally similar to a dance party. He used to take the popular stars in the company directly.

"I'm a family man now, how can I take others there, of course I will go by myself if you rest at home."

The strong desire to survive made Young Master Song express his attitude immediately, not forgetting the misfortune, "Shen Yan will definitely not let him go in Mu Ye's current situation, but he doesn't know who he will take."

Aoye ignored the cunning of the person in front of him, as if he refused to let him go, "I remember someone said that going to a dance party is not too shabby."

Song Yi remembered that this was what he said to Cangye before, no matter what banquet this person attended before, he was always alone, but he was always surrounded by Yingying and Yanyan, and he once laughed at him.

"Aye, I was wrong before, and I won't take anyone with me except you from now on."

Song Yi leaned over to help him gently rub his waist, and said a little sullenly.

In Qi Muye's ward, the two were engaged in a tug-of-war over whether they could take a bath tonight. Shen Yan said that the wound was not healed and he needed to wipe his body. Qi Muye really couldn't bear the sticky feeling on his body and wanted to take a bath. The attitude is extremely firm.

"Okay, there is a bathtub in this ward, I'll clean it up, wait a minute."

In the end, Young Master Shen had no choice but to compromise, resigned himself to cleaning the bathtub, turned on the lamp, and put the water before coming in to pick him up.

"Don't get wet on your shoulders, I'm here to watch you."

"Didn't Young Master Shen want to pick up the plane and take advantage of me?"

Qi Muye felt a little headache when he looked at him and refused to let him take a bath, so he could only let him help him take off his clothes.

"You belong to my family. Let me see how my baby can be called taking advantage."

It would be nice to have a bathtub in the VIP ward of the hospital. I don't know if I forgot to put the non-slip mat. Because of the impact of the heart, this person has no strength for the past two days. Shen Yan was afraid that he would fall, so he carried him into the bathtub.

After all this tossing, he was shot and fell ill again, and some of the meat he had managed to raise some time ago was gone.

"Mr. Qi, you have lost weight again. I will cook more delicious food in the future. It will be nice to get fat."

"It doesn't look good now that you're skinny, Young Master Shen doesn't like it?"

Qi Muye leaned sideways on the side of the bathtub, lifting his injured shoulder out of the water.

"I like it. I like all kinds of Mr. Qi. I just feel sorry for you. After these things are settled, I will accompany you to live with Mr. Yuan for a while to recuperate."

Shen Yan sat on the edge of the bathtub, rubbed his neck to relax his shoulders and said

"Okay, I'm waiting for that day."

He believed that young people could hold Shen Yan firmly in their hands as long as they wanted to.

After all, Qi Muye was ill, the bathroom was too small, the steam made him a little dizzy, and Shen Yan didn't dare to let him soak for too long, so he carried him out when he felt that he was almost done, dried him before carrying him back to the bed .

Qi Muye fainted but he didn't refuse, the young man's chest was very strong, he didn't expect that after being alone for so many years, in the end it was a young man who was much younger than him who gave him support.

Shen Yan hugged him to help him dry his hair, and found several white hairs, so he was so distressed that he could only kiss his hair.

Qi Muye fell asleep before his hair was dried, Shen Yan helped him adjust the bed and covered the quilt, then turned off the light, continued to take out the notebook and started to sort out the materials.

The morning after tomorrow, Shen Yan took care of Qi Muye in the hospital as usual, Qi Muye looked helpless as he watched him rushing about, ordering left and right.

"Xiaoyan, the banquet starts at eleven o'clock, don't you want to prepare?"

"It's just going to a banquet and not meeting your sweetheart. What are you going to prepare for? Even if you go like this, you will still be handsome."

"This kind of banquet usually brings male or female companions, you"

Before Qi Muye finished speaking, he saw Shen Yan staring at him closely

"Mr. Qi, tell the truth, who did you take before?"

As Qi Muye, he must have attended many such banquets before, so who did he bring before?

Qi Muye looked at him with the expression that if you say it, I will kill him, he couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his head

"I seldom attended such gatherings before, and I was alone. Are you satisfied with this, Young Master Shen?"

"Satisfied, I like my Mr. Qi's aloof and clean appearance."

Young Master Shen, who was patted down, was happy, and nestled next to Mr. Qi like a big dog again.

Qi Muye didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard it, when did he feel so cold.

"Okay, let's go and change."

Young Master Shen found out the shirt and suit he was carrying. The shoulders were broad and the waist was slender and triangle-shaped. He was born with hangers, and the dark blue shirt made him calm down a bit. He walked towards Mr. Qi, his family, with a tie.

Qi Muye smiled, stood up, took the tie from his hand, wrapped his uninjured hand around his neck, tied a knot skillfully, and helped him straighten the neckline before protruding slightly. He turned around and gently pressed a kiss on the young man's forehead.

Young Master Shen was dizzy from this wave of gentle operations, and it took a long time before he left the door under the urging of the man.

Instead of driving his flamboyant sports car, he changed to a relatively low-key black car. Without the temptation of Mr. Qi's beauty, he suddenly became the wise Shen Tianming again.

[The author has something to say:]

The two bigwigs are not here at this banquet

Only Yan Gouzi and Song Gouzi can depend on each other