After a misdiagnosis, I escaped from a wealthy family

Yan Donglin's friend who killed Matt, apart from his different opinions on appearance, he is still very reliable in his work.

On the way to the hotel, Xu Yi roughly made a travel plan for Hainan, tentatively planning a half-week itinerary.

Sunbathing, quad bikes, and windsurfing are among the most famous sports.

However, before that, he put the relaxation-oriented cold spring soup bath as the 'first stop'.

For convenience, the location of the cold spring bath is very close to the hotel where they are staying, no more than 5 minutes' walk away, which gives them time to adjust after catching the plane.

The hot spring was scheduled to be at two o'clock in the afternoon, and the brother with peculiar taste would bring another friend. This surprised him, but he didn't think much about it.

It's early twelve o'clock, it's still early, Xu Yi took advantage of the situation and lay on the soft bed, moaning tiredly.

His waist and limbs were faintly sore, thinking of this week's indulgence, he couldn't help frowning, and sure enough, he was stabbed in the face.

Turning around and looking at the energetic boyfriend, he sighed softly, after all, he was still old, and couldn't compare to a guy in his early twenties.

He was thinking about whether he should be restrained recently, otherwise his life might be ruined for unspeakable reasons before the cancer broke out.

In fact, he is very clear that the current indulgence is paralyzing himself - even resisting the doctor's diagnosis.

It seems that as long as he forgets, things can be treated as if they never happened. This is a common problem of all patients. Facts have proved that this is better than crying and fearing death all day long. Xu Yi feels that he is relaxed now.

"Back pain?" Yan Donglin turned around when he heard the movement.

Noticing the small movement of pinching the waist, he realized it immediately, and stepped forward in two steps.

The bed beside him sank, and warm and generous palms covered the sore and soft acupuncture points, and massaged them in layers.

The crispy numbness offsets the original sourness, and there is an indescribable comfort.

It was not the first time for Xu Yi to enjoy it, and he still couldn't help but praise. He propped his head on one hand, and half-jokingly said: "Master Yan is so skilled, I wonder if he can teach me."

"I can study for a fee."

He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of one and five, "how about 1500 for a class."

Bright eyes, a pair of extremely serious appearance.

Yan Donglin smiled and posted it, but the strength in his hands slowed down, and whispered in his ear, "You said it was a technical job, and we have always been very cautious in recruiting apprentices in our industry, otherwise it would be easy to teach apprentices to starve to death. Master, I don't want to sleep on the street .”

He paused, "However, if you insist on learning, it's not like you can't teach..."

After hearing this, Xu Yi became interested, "If you have any conditions, tell me."

"It's not difficult..." A cunning flashed in Yan Donglin's eyes, "During the teaching period, in order to prevent outsiders from stealing your lessons, you can't find others to try your hand, you can only find me. Secondly, you can only go outside if I nod and agree to let you become a teacher. Show me, if you can agree to do these two things, I will agree to teach you."

This condition sounds reasonable at first glance, but after a careful taste, you can find something wrong.

The decision-making power is all in the hands of the other party, and he has no autonomy at all. This person not only wants to sell himself, but also asks him to count the money for him.

So, he asked curiously, "Is this a hooligan?"

Yan Donglin spread his hands, his dog's eyes were slightly aggrieved, "How come, I gave you practice myself."

There are so many acupuncture points on the human body, and there are always differences between high and low, and it is impossible to find the right one immediately according to the book.At this time, you must not put on clothes, massage and touch|acupuncture...

Xu Yi realized this man's ghostly plan and couldn't help punching him in the chest.

Yan Donglin didn't dodge or dodge this blow, and immediately rolled to the side, clutching his chest, looking eagerly, "You are so fierce."

"You know you don't want to let go?" Xu Yi didn't buy it, glared at him, turned around and wanted to get up, but was wrapped around his waist by a pair of strong hands and pulled into his arms.

The fluffy big head came to the pillow, struggling to struggle, the other party muttered softly, "Don't move around, let me hug you, just give me a hug."

Xu Yi suddenly felt that this person was so naive, he didn't look like he was in his 20s.

He knows that he will take the soft but not the hard, especially when the other party presents himself in such a weak posture.

Because of this kind of emotion, he suffered many losses in the early years, and then he slowly got used to it. He thought he had corrected it, but he still failed as always.

It's just that, at this point, it's just like that if you change it again, it's better to let nature take its course.

Although this person is naive, he really hugs when he says hug, this is the cognition after getting along with him for a few days.

The air conditioner is turned on in the hotel, so you won’t feel sticky and hot when hugged together. When you close your eyes and take a nap, you will be woken up by the vibrating bell.

Xu Yi dazedly touched the phone, didn't pay attention to see who it was, turned on the screen, wanted to check the time, but unexpectedly saw his face in his eyes.

It was a picture of him falling asleep, it seemed that he was in a peaceful dream, his brows and eyes were slightly relaxed, and his slightly curly hair hung on his forehead...

Xu Yi froze for a moment, he was not in the habit of using his own photo as a screen saver, it felt too awkward.

And there were only two people in the room, he subconsciously looked at the people around him, his doubts deepened?

He had no memory of when this person took the sneak shot.

The other party also woke up at this moment, with clear eyes, watching his mobile phone being taken away, read out the confusion, and said calmly: "Is there anything wrong with using your boyfriend's photo as a screen saver?"

Xu Yi is a little stuck, but it's really not a big problem, as long as you remember to change it in the future, otherwise when the contract ends, the screensaver photo will be seen by the next employer, which will make the other party unhappy, and the money you get may be deducted at that time.

He didn't open his mouth to remind these things, because he knew that public relations were smart and would not make things difficult for money.

Maybe he would change the photo of the corresponding employer as a screensaver every time he signed a contract, in order to curry favor.

The effect of this is obvious, at least for me alone, the moment I saw my photo in the other party's phone, I was a little ecstatic.

-- played impeccably

His acting skills beat many newcomers of the younger generation in domestic entertainment, which is in line with his price.

In addition, this person is good-looking, and when the contract is over, I can suggest him to try in the entertainment industry, just because of his figure and face, he won't worry about not being popular.

This can be regarded as the proper path of return, after all, it is not very decent for public relations to say it.

Xu Yi suddenly paused, it didn't seem to have anything to do with him.After the employment is over, he should not worry about who knows who else.

Yan Donglin went to wash his face, and there was a large space on the bed.

He caught a glimpse of the cell phone hidden under the pillow, rolled it inside slightly, and reached out to pick up his cell phone to check the time.

At 01:30, we can pack up and set off.

Xu Yi didn't procrastinate any longer, turned over and got out of bed, and when the people inside came out, he went into the bathroom and simply flushed his face to regain his energy.

Speaking of which, he hasn't taken a cold bath yet, so he's looking forward to it!

The author has something to say: Happy National Day!