"Ozawa." An Xiaojing opened his sleepy eyes, rubbed his eyelids, and turned over to sit up.

"You haven't pressed it yet, you lie down first."

An Xiaojing thought it was Ozawa who was talking, but when he saw the man in front of him clearly, he instantly woke up.

"No scene? Why are you here?"

An Xiaojing looked down at the aromatherapy oil in Yan Wujing's hand, and then looked around the room.

He asked suspiciously: "Where is Ozawa? Didn't Ozawa massage me just now?"

"When I came in, I saw Ozawa's complexion was not very good. I thought he was not feeling well, so I will help you."

An Xiaojing sat down against the head of the bed and turned her neck slightly.

"Is he uncomfortable? Where is he uncomfortable? Have you seen a doctor?"

"He went back to his room to rest."

"Well, he's been really tired recently. He's been busy with me, and he hasn't been given any vacation."

Yan Wujing's gaze has been locked on An Xiaojing's small waist, the slender waist, the white skin, and the fluorescence of aromatherapy essential oils on it.

"Then you can give him a vacation, and I will arrange another assistant for you, so that when two people change shifts, they won't be too tired."

"That's right, Ozawa has always been busy all by himself. Brother Ming said to arrange two more assistants for me before. I thought it was troublesome and pushed him away. I didn't think about Ozawa. It's all my fault. "

"I'll arrange it for you. It just so happens that a friend recommended a good assistant. She should be very suitable for you."

"Well, then you can ask her to come over and have a try, and stay if it suits her."

"Okay." Yan Wujing shook the bottle of essential oil in front of An Xiaojing, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to continue the massage for me?"

"No, I want to take a shower and sleep, and I have to get up early tomorrow."

"Then you go wash, I won't bother you."

"Okay, see you tomorrow then."

After Yan Wujing exited An Xiaojing's room, he immediately pushed open the door opposite An Xiaojing.

He looked at An Xiaojing's closed door, and then closed the door on his side little by little.

After the door was closed, Yan Wujing immediately called Yun Shu, and he said, "Hiring An Xiaojing a female assistant, preferably married."

Yun Shu was about to fall asleep, but Yan Wujing suddenly called him and said that he would recruit an assistant for An Xiaojing.

Yun Shu: In the middle of the night, Mr. Yan, can you stop playing with me?

Although Yun Shu complained in his heart, for the high salary, he would still do his best for Yan Wujing.

"Mr. Yan, which age group do you plan to be stuck in at this age?"

"Preferably over 30."

"Okay, I'll deal with it as soon as possible."

……

When An Xiaojing woke up the next day, he was going to ask Xiaoze to order breakfast for him, but he didn't expect that the door of the room was pushed open by Yan Wujing before the other person got through to the phone, and there was a waiter behind Yan Wujing .

"Wujing? Why did you get up so early?"

"I'm going to inspect the construction site later. By the way, I'll ask the kitchen to bring you some breakfast. I'm afraid that if you go to filming hungry, it won't be good for your health."

An Xiaojing watched the waiter put the breakfast on the table, and after the waiter left, he sat in front of the table with a embarrassed look on his face.

Seeing this, Yan Wujing asked suspiciously, "What's the matter? Don't you like eating this?"

"No, it's just that you are so kind to me, I don't even know how to repay you."

"I don't need you to repay."

An Xiaojing sighed softly, "Although we are now in a bound cooperative relationship, you don't have to be so nice to me every day, giving me a massage, and getting someone to prepare breakfast for me. You are so considerate, but I don't care about you. I will be very sorry if I have been ignoring your affairs."

After Yan Wujing heard this, he immediately understood what An Xiaojing meant.

He comforted: "Xiao Jing, you don't have to feel the psychological burden. I'm just like this. I just like to meddle in other people's business. If I don't care about other things, I will feel very uncomfortable."

Yan Wujing sat beside An Xiaojing, showing hurt eyes, and he continued, "Xiaojing, do you dislike me for being nosy? I take care of your breakfast every day, your business, everything, you Do you think my friend bores you?"

"No, that's not what I meant..."

Yan Wujing lowered his eyes, sighed, and said, "Xiao Jing, I don't have any close friends. You are the only one I want to be close to. When I see you, I can't help but want to be nice to you."

"I understand, sometimes I also like to be nice to my friends, especially nice ones, I understand you, don't think about it."

Suddenly, Yan Wujing grabbed An Xiaojing's hands, and he pretended to be cautious and asked: "Xiaojing, although we are in a cooperative relationship, I really want to be a good friend with you. In the future, can you treat me well?" Is it? I will always be nice to you. "

"No problem, you see that you are so considerate to me now, I don't even know... Hey, don't think I'm stupid, because I don't know you well, and I don't know how to treat you well."

"You don't have to be nice to me, I just hope you can accept my kindness to you, so that I will feel that I am also needed."

Yan Wujing lowered his eyes and sniffed, as if he was about to cry, "I have never experienced the feeling of being needed since I was a child, as if no one would care about me."

Seeing Yan Wujing's hurt and sad expression, An Xiaojing's heart softened immediately, and he said quickly: "Oh, I didn't tell you not to treat me well, don't do this, you can treat me whatever you want in the future , I'm just worried about wasting your money."

Yan Wujing instantly raised a slight smile, "The flowers spent on you are not wasted."

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