his pretty little dumb

Xiao Li couldn't help but sneered, and said, "Don't let Mr. Shen hear it."

Tang Jingshu sneered, and asked lazily, "Brother Li, do all old men do this?"

Xiao Li turned his head and glanced at Shen Jiayi, then leaned against the door frame and smiled lightly, "It's not like most people, at least I'm not."

Tang Jingshu choked back a smile that almost brought tears to his eyes.

"Brother Li, Mr. Shen's fever subsides, let's go back after he has been discharged from the hospital."

Xiao Li nodded and went out of the hall to complete the discharge procedures.

The warm sunlight came in through the car window, and Tang Jingshu felt sleepy all of a sudden.

Shen Jiayi looked at Tang Jingshu's wobbly head, moved his body to the right and raised his hands to lean the little furry head on his shoulder, lowered his head and kissed the red lips, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Xiao Li, who was sitting in the driver's seat, had a panoramic view through the rearview mirror, and pursed his lips unnaturally.

When Tang Jingshu woke up at eight o'clock in the evening, his clothes had been changed.

Without thinking about it, he knew that Shen Jiayi changed it for him.

Shen Jiayi stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the scenery outside. He noticed that the other party had woken up and his eyes were flickering. He walked to the bed and rubbed his head against his face and said, "Ah Yan, feed me."

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Jiayi raised his bandaged hand in front of Tang Jingshu.

"You won't ask Uncle He to feed you?"

"I want Ah Yan to hello."

Tang Jingshu glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table, and said in surprise, "It's 08:30 and thirty, you're not just waiting for me to wake up to feed you, are you?"

Those peach blossom eyes looked at him, then nodded.

Tang Jingshu said helplessly: "I feel that I owed you in my previous life, and I will be a slave in this life to repay the debt."

Tang Jingshu got up from the bed, put on slippers, went into the bathroom to wash up, Shen Jiayi took his arm and walked slowly to the dining table and sat down.

Aunt Liu brought out the prepared four dishes and one soup from the kitchen, put them on the table, and said softly, "Mr. Shen, Mr. Tang can eat."

Shen Jiayi nodded slightly to indicate that he understood, Tang Jingshu said with a light smile, "Thank you, Aunt Liu."

"What dish do you want to eat?" Tang Jingshu picked up his chopsticks and looked at the dishes on the table and asked lightly.

"Ayan, I want to eat scrambled eggs with coriander."

Tang Jingshu doesn't like coriander very much, but Shen Jiayi likes coriander very much. It seems that he has a special liking for coriander. Every meal must have coriander. I heard Aunt Liu said that he used to feel sick when he smelled the smell of coriander, and he is still the same now love to eat.

Tang Jingshu stuffed a piece of coriander scrambled egg into the opponent's mouth, and then put a piece of braised pork into his mouth, and so on.

Watching their sweet actions from the side, Aunt Liu sighed softly in her heart, leaned close to Uncle He, looked at the two and whispered: "In the past, Madam hoped that Mr. Shen would have dinner with him every day, but now The beloved Mr. Tang is so sweet, sometimes it's really not worth it for Madam, so he left at a young age."

Uncle He stood upright in front of his belly with his arms crossed, looked at the two people at the table, and said calmly, "I only hear the newcomers laugh, but not the old ones crying." Uncle He smiled, and continued casually: "Mr. Shen regards Mr. Tang as his wife. Everyone in this room knows it. Hey! Delayed affection is more contemptible than grass."

The two sighed and shook their heads.

"Are you full?" Tang Jingshu put down his chopsticks, stroked his slightly swollen belly, and said calmly while looking at him.

"I am full."

Tang Jingshu helped Shen Jiayi take a bath, but the other party got him all wet, so he simply took off his clothes and the two of them took a bath together.

"Raise your hand." Tang Jingshu was holding a dark blue pajamas made of soft fabric, the other party's hands were always dishonest, Tang Jingshu rolled his eyes helplessly.

In the end, Tang Jingshu helped him get dressed. Tang Jingshu felt exhausted and exhausted like taking care of a giant baby. He felt more and more that he owed him in this life to repay the debt in his previous life.

"Ayan, blow my hair." Shen Jiayi came out of the shower and sat on the edge of the bed, holding the remote control and looking at the picture projected on the wall, and said casually.

With a mouthful of foam in his mouth, Tang Jingshu poked his head out with a toothbrush in his other hand and said vaguely, "Wait a minute."

Tang Jingshu spat foam into the sink, drank a mouthful of water, rinsed his head up and spit it out in his mouth a few times, quickly wiped his face, took a hair dryer, walked to the bed and sat down.

hum hum...

"Watch Diga Altman again?" The hair dryer made a loud buzzing sound, Tang Jingshu raised his hand to brush his wet hair and smelled a fragrance of shampoo, while Shen Jiayi at the side enjoyed being casually touched by him He stared straight at the picture on the wall.

"nice."

Tang Jingshu looked up at the picture on the wall.

The picture on the wall is now showing Tiga Altman fighting the monster. The bulky monster jumped and jumped and the surrounding houses were crushed by him. Tiga hugged the monster and raised his hand and beat the monster hard. head...

Tang Jingshu turned off the coiled hair dryer and put it in the second drawer of the bedside table, lay down on the bed with the pink leopard pillow beside the bed, put his feet on Shen Jiayi's lap and looked at the picture on the wall.

Shen Jiayi rubbed the flesh on the opponent's calf with both hands, staring intently.

After the playback was over soon, Tang Jingshu glanced at the screen of his phone and it was already 10:30. He yawned and said lazily, "It's 10:30, go to bed."

Shen Jiayi leaned his furry head against the opponent's belly, and said in a coquettish tone, "Ah Yan, you are watching an episode with me."

Tang Jingshu stretched out his hand to push his head away, turned over and pulled his eyelids which were sleepy and could barely open, and said flatly, "Don't look, I'm sleepy. How about you lie down and I'll tell you a story."

Shen Jiayi's eyes lit up, obediently got into the quilt and put his arms around Tang Jingshu's waist, and turned off the projector casually.

From then on, Shen Jiayi forced Tang Jingshu to tell him a bedtime story every day, and he even felt that he dug a hole for himself and fell into it, a fool who sold it to others and counted the money for others.

After working for two weeks, it's officially the annual leave. Everyone is discussing where to go during the annual leave. At this moment, Tang Jingshu just wants to go home, lie down quietly and sleep peacefully. Last night, Shen Jiayi almost made him old. old life.

"Jing Shu, what arrangements do you have for the annual leave?" Ling Xiao stuffed his work card into his trouser pocket, stood at the elevator door and waited for the elevator.

Tang Jingshu shrugged his shoulders, and said calmly: "Living Ge You's life." He added with a smile: "Going out to play during the Chinese New Year is simply watching a grand traffic jam."

Ling Xiao said with a faint smile: "It is true."

The elevator door opened, and there were four or five people standing inside.

The two walked in side by side, Ling Xiao pressed the first floor.

Ding dong.

The two came to the canteen on the first floor of Shen Group.

The canteen of Shen's Group is very large, and there are as many choices of dishes as a five-star hotel, and the benefits are good. Of course, the recruitment requirements are also high, and many people want to squeeze their heads into a family-owned company.

Tang Jingshu was a carnivorous animal, and he felt uncomfortable without meat for a meal. He looked at a small bowl of vegetarian salad and a sandwich plus a bottle of soy milk on Ling Xiao's plate.

"Brother Ling Xiao, don't you think you're not here without meat?" Tang Jingshu walked to the seat by the window and sat down, asking curiously.

Ling Xiao tore open the transparent wrapping paper, said with a faint smile, "I'm training my muscles recently, so I eat less greasy things."

Ling Xiao's appearance and body shape are both very good, but Tang Jingshu has never seen him have an affair with that female colleague in the company, and he treats everyone with a polite and gentle appearance. He thinks that Shen Jiaming can have such a good subordinate as Ling Xiao Just found a treasure.

"You are in good shape, you don't need to practice at all."