Sick young master is addicted to sticking to me

The ringing of the phone made the fat man who was soundly asleep on the bed sit up suddenly.

He glanced at the time, it was only eight o'clock, and after muttering something, he fell back on the bed and shrank into the arms of the people around him, "Hold me tighter, I'm cold."

"Cold?" Kong Xiao, who was also sleeping soundly, felt that something was wrong. The air conditioner was turned on in the room, so how could it be cold?

He raised his hand to touch the fat man's forehead, it was hot, it was a fever.

For a while, he lost all sleepiness and hurriedly sat up to get the thermometer.

39 degrees, I'm pretty stupid, I'm afraid I'm going to burn my head!

"I'm cold... Shuaicao." The fat man reached out to touch the people around him, but the people around him disappeared. He got up to look for someone in a daze, but couldn't find them after touching for a long time, "Where is the person? Shuaicao Why are you missing, handsome grass..."

"What are you doing up?" Kong Xiao, who had brought the antipyretics, felt a little tired seeing him like this, "Why can't you let me relax?"

"Are you despising me?"

"Who dares to despise you, then you are going to cry to death?" Kong Xiao walked to him, bent down, "Come up by yourself."

"Oh." The fat man was obedient, and he slumped on his back, allowing him to tilt his butt up and lift it up, "Handsome, I feel a little uncomfortable, my whole body is so cold."

"You have a fever, can you feel better?"

"I just said, so I have a fever." After the fat man said this in a daze, his eyes widened suddenly, "No, I have a fever, how can I go back? I am the vice president of the company, I can't Why don't you go to work the next day!"

"What else do you want to do when you have a fever?"

"Go back and write code, the first order after the establishment of the company, I have to do it."

Kong Xiao put him back on the bed, poured water for him to take antipyretics. "Isn't it the same here?"

"However, there are a lot of things going on in the company."

"They're all elites. They know how to do things on their own even if you're not around. Besides, I think you should be able to get through if you call Wei Mingyang now."

Kong Xiao pressed the fat man on the bed, put an antipyretic patch on his head, and then lay down on the bed again, hugged him in his arms and patted him, "Does your body hurt?"

"A little bit, and my head hurts, and it hurts everywhere."

"Close your eyes, don't think about anything, go to sleep."

"Oh……"

"I'm going to go back to the team for training. The food is in the microwave. You heat it up and eat it yourself. I'll come back at night. If the fever doesn't subside after I come back, I'll take you to the hospital."

"Um……"

"Did you hear that?"

Kong Xiao looked down at the fat man, only to see that the fat man had fallen asleep hugging his waist.

"Alas..." He sighed, and could only resign himself to his fate and write down all the precautions.

After training at noon, he deliberately took an hour off with the coach to go back to the dormitory, but after entering the dormitory, there was no one on the bed, in the living room, or in the bathroom.

"Where did you go?"

Kong Xiao looked at the cleaned plate on the table, lifted it up, and found a note under it as expected.

"Shuaicao, I finished my meal and folded the quilt. I didn't have the energy to tidy up the room and wash the dishes. I'm really sorry for leaving in such a hurry. In fact, I really want to continue hugging you and touching your muscles.

But my code is really important, and the customer needs it very much, so I have to write it to him in person, so I can only go back by plane, and I will call you when I get home, sorry, sorry. "

"The burn is so serious, and I have to go back to write code. The customer is more important than the body." Kong Xiao crumpled the note into a ball, and threw it into the trash can a little annoyed.

The originally carefree fat man suddenly became so responsible, which made Kong Xiao a little uncomfortable, so he directly dialed a phone call to Wei Mingyang.

"He has a fever, why don't you let him rest?"

Wei Mingyang: "I told him to take a good rest, it was he who wanted to win this list."

"He has always been lazy, how could he want to take the order by himself? Wei Mingyang, if something happens to him..."

"He is already an adult, Kong Xiao." Wei Mingyang sighed, "He also has his own persistence in some aspects."

"Uh……"

"I know you want to keep him by your side, and I know you haven't seen each other for a long time, but he's trying to improve himself. Don't you like his lazy look?"

"Who said I..." Kong Xiao coughed lightly, "He is the young master of a rich family, so it's okay to be lazy."

"But he wants to be worthy of you." Wei Mingyang glanced at the fat man with the cooling stickers on his head, but his hands were "crackling" typing on the keyboard, and said with a smile: "Aren't you all working hard in your own directions? Do you forget what you said and scolded him when you lost the game and were beaten black and blue, when he hugged you and cried and told you not to box?"

Kong Xiao was taken aback, feeling a little flustered, "I... I was just angry at that time, I thought he had passed and forgot."

"How is it possible? He has too many little thoughts."

"Uh……"

"Okay, I'm done, I'm done!" On Wei Mingyang's side, the fat man cheered, stood up excitedly, and then passed out directly.

There was some commotion in the office, Wei Mingyang hurriedly stepped forward to check the situation.

Seeing that Fatty just fell asleep from exhaustion, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Kong Xiao, "Kong Xiao, fight hard, the old trouble told me that after you win the 66th championship, I will agree with you and Fatty."

"Uncle let go?"

"Otherwise, Fatty won't be able to stand crying and making noise every day. Okay, that's it, let's talk."

Wei Mingyang hung up the phone, while Kong Xiao looked at the blacked-out phone screen, rushed into the bathroom, and slapped his face with his hand, "66... ​​is still ten! I will finish it as soon as possible."

……

Boxing ring.

The fat man stood in the front row, holding a big flag, with a must-win turban tied on his head, and waved it vigorously, "You are the best, you are the best, you will win! You are the best! You are the best!"

His voice was so loud that it covered the voices of the little Kong Xiao fans around him.

"Left uppercut, right uppercut, forehead, my handsome grass is the best! Awwow! Handsome grass! Handsome grass!"

"Win! Win! Boss, Shuaicao won, woo woo woo!"

After the referee announced the result, the fat man opened his mouth, tilted his head, and burst into tears, "You are so handsome today, and today you will lose the lottery again, woo woo woo, you are not handsome anymore!"

Wei Mingyang and Yue Han covered their faces with their hands, some didn't want to admit that they knew this crying man.

Only Kong Xiao fell off the boxing ring and walked to Fatty's side, wiped his tears with his hands except for the boxing gloves, "It's embarrassing, it's ugly."

"You're ugly too, let's be ugly together, woo woo woo..."

"Idiot." Kong Xiao rubbed the fat man's head, squatted down slightly, and picked him up, "Let's go, go back and apply the medicine, and go to your house to propose marriage tomorrow."

"Hey? Aren't you afraid that my dad will break your leg?"

"This time, probably, it won't happen." Kong Xiao grinned rarely. Although his face was bruised and swollen, he still had a different kind of handsome smile.