Quickly wear me to find true love for the male protagonist

The news of Han Mushen's injury was known to everyone in the evening, and they all came to condolences to the president, and some people went to the villagers to buy fruit, and the momentum was as mighty as if the president was seriously ill.

Sheng Yiyan sent off batch after batch, and the whole person was a little tired. At this time, Han Mushen said that everyone should stop coming to see him, and the president needs to rest.

Sheng Yiyan glanced at the person lying immobile, and silently rolled up his sleeves to fetch water.

On the bed, Han Mu smiled softly.

The president's clothes were all wet, so Sheng Yiyan had no choice but to change them for him. When his fingers inevitably touched some places, Sheng Yiyan still blushed and continued. He couldn't take off half of his clothes and run away, right?

When he got close to this person, there was a light and timeless smell coming from him. Sheng Yiyan could smell the fragrance of tea. The CEO liked to drink tea very much, and later he always asked him to make tea. Although he didn't know how to make tea, Han Mushen said However, he has a natural talent for making tea, even if he has never learned it, it is not comparable to ordinary people's craftsmanship.

Sheng Yiyan was convinced.

But now thinking about it, he feels a little sad again. Without him, what if the president can't drink tea?

Alas, there is no way, brother is so good!

Han Mu looked down at the top of his hair, stretched out his hand to rub it, "What are you thinking?"

"Ah? Ah! I didn't think about anything!"

Sheng Yiyan patted it away, got a haircut, blinked and asked, "President, if one day I disappear, will you miss me?"

……

The atmosphere froze suddenly, Han Mushen looked at him silently, and said quietly, "Tell me first, why did you disappear?"

Sheng Yiyan smirked: "Just kidding, let's see if I'm important to the CEO."

Han Mu's deep eyes were indifferent: "No."

Um?Sheng Yiyan shook his hand, he never thought that the CEO would say that, didn't he love him to death?Don't even miss him!Big trotters!

Sheng Yiyan frowned, and threw away his clothes, "Sleep, sleep, sleep! Go to sleep!"

After speaking, he rushed away angrily, his footsteps thumping on the ground.

Han Mu held his clothes deeply, his eyes were deep.

leave?I won't miss you because I would never let this happen!

Angrily running back to his room, Sheng Yiyan realized after he calmed down that he doesn't like the president, why is he still unhappy when he hears those two words?It's like... It's like being stabbed in the heart, the pain is fleeting.

Shaking his head, Sheng Yiyan patted himself on the face, telling himself not to think about it, anyway, that person doesn't miss him anyway, so why does he bother with this issue?

snort!sleep!

The next day, because the president was injured, the trip was temporarily over, and everyone wanted to send the president to the hospital in the city to have a look.

Han Mushen seemed to be moved, so he asked Sheng Yiyan to help him pack his things and go back in the morning. Sheng Yiyan put his clothes into the box one by one with a stern face.

Han Mu looked at him intently, his eyes wandering over this face, wanting to engrave his appearance in his mind, including every mole and every scar.

Sheng Yiyan had a stern face, without looking back, he said, "Do you want to take this back?"

Han Mu lowered his eyes deeply, it was the sachet, but he had crushed it in the past few days, and the Jingyang flower in it must have been broken too.

"bring."

A resolute voice sounded, Sheng Yiyan glanced at him, muttered a few words, and stuffed things in, but Han Mushen heard it, and he said: "What to bring... I'm not as important as a sachet... ..."

Han Mu sighed deeply, this guy...

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