[Wearing the Book] Cats refuse to be cannon fodder

Lin Yu woke up at nine o'clock in the morning. After returning to the cage, his head seemed to explode. He twisted his facial features and curled up. Then he felt someone helping him up. He didn't care to open his eyes to see who it was, so he hurriedly grabbed Pulling the man's clothes, he pleaded softly, "Don't move, I have a headache."

Lin Yu's breathing was trembling from the pain, and the corners of his eyes were wet with tears. He leaned on the man's chest, clutching the man's clothes tightly, his knuckles turned white.

The man put the things in his hand on the bedside table, and gently massaged his temples, with neither light nor heavy strength, just within the range that Lin Yu could accept.

"How is it? Are you feeling better? Let's drink the hangover soup first."

This man's voice is very pleasant, like the gurgling water in the valley in the morning, it is cool and thorough, but it is also refreshing.

The strength in Lin Yu's hand relaxed a little, and a spoon filled with hot soup pushed his lips and teeth. The soup was hot and sour, and it slid down the throat, all the way to the stomach, and the whole body was warm.

Lin Yu's head didn't hurt so much, but he didn't bother to open his eyes the whole time. The man wiped off the residual soup from the corner of his mouth and put him under the quilt again, tucking him in the corner of the quilt. Lin Yu turned sideways, Curled up and fell asleep again.

"Oh, Xiaochen, thank you for taking care of Xiaoyu, come and taste Auntie's cooking." After Yang Xuyu put the food on the table, she warmly invited Bo Chen to sit down.

For Bo Chen, the breakfast is not rich, there are two fried eggs for one person, a bowl of porridge, and a pot of stewed chicken nuggets with potatoes. Today, for Bo Chen, Yang Xuyu specially fried an extra spicy lion's head.

Compared with the flashyness of five-star hotel chefs, this dish does not use all kinds of weird seasonings to cater to the taste of the public, but uses the most common ingredients to achieve a real spicy taste.

Bo Chen smiled lightly, and praised naturally: "Auntie, I don't mean to brag, this is really the best meal I've had in the past ten years."

Yang Xuyu was so happy that the crow's feet in the corners of his eyes burst out laughing.

After Lin Yu's headache stopped, he slept soundly, but finally he was woken up by the smell of meat coming into the bedroom.

Pulling on his slippers, Lin Yu walked out of the bedroom following the smell with sleepy eyes squinting, listless, as if he had been sucked away by a ghost in the morning.

"What delicious food did you do today?"

Yang Xuyu looked up in shock and said, "Yo, you woke up so soon, I thought you could sleep until noon, so when you wake up, open your eyes, look at the road, and go wash and eat."

"Oh" Lin Yu replied lazily, and moved to the bathroom based on memory.

When the cold water irritated his skin, Lin Yu woke up suddenly, poked his head out of the bathroom, and shouted: "Bo Chen?!"

Lin Yu finished washing, sat down next to Bo Chen, and asked in disbelief, "Mom, why is he here?"

Yang Xuyu scolded: "What are you talking about? You, how much Xiaochen has helped you from last night until now. It's good for you, just fell asleep and fell unconscious."

Bo Chen, who was at the center of the topic, smiled disapprovingly, and gave Lin Yu one of his fried eggs.

Lin Yu was wronged, deflated, without saying a word, lowered his eyebrows, picked up his chopsticks and silently took a bite of the fried egg.

After eating, Yang Xuyu also knew that he could not keep Bo Chen even if he wanted to stay, so he had to ask Lin Yu to see him off. Lin Yu accepted the job with great reluctance, staring at the elevator slowly descending. Numbers, and Bo Chen were relatively silent.

In the small space, the embarrassment index skyrocketed, and Lin Yu begged his grandpa to tell his grandma in his heart that the damn elevator was still descending calmly.

Lin Yu was thinking of starting a topic to ease the atmosphere, when Bo Chen broke the dead silence first: "Remember to report to your friend later that he is safe."

"Oh, okay." Lin Yu nodded, and suddenly looked up at Bo Chen with a serious expression and asked, "Oh, by the way, Bo Chen, I suddenly remembered something, do you know Li Xiong?"

Bo Chen glanced at him and asked, "I know, what are you asking him for?"

"He? Really broke that one of him?"

Bo Chen didn't understand, and asked in confusion, "Which one?"

"Which one else could it be, the one you saw with your own eyes, the one that is very important to a man."

Bo Chen finally knew what he was talking about, couldn't help laughing, put his hand on Lin Yu's head and rubbed it: "Who did you listen to?"

Lin Yu straightened his hair, which was messed up by Bo Chen, and said, "Jiang Yubai, aren't you the first eyewitness? It must be more convincing if you say it from your mouth. I really don't understand it. What will break?"

As if guilty, Lin Yu looked around in the elevator where there was no one else but the two of them, approached Bo Chen and asked in a low voice, "Could it be because he was too excited, too hard, so it broke with a snap."

As Lin Yu said that, he made a breaking movement, with a ignorant expression on his face, thirsty for knowledge.

The things in the children's minds are always so fresh and refined.

Bo Chen flicked Lin Yu's head, and said with a smile, "What are you thinking? It's just a broken leg."

"Oh, that's it." Lin Yu's eyes fell, and his expression was full of disappointment that he had eaten the wrong melon.

Bo Chen put his hands in his trouser pockets, and the more he thought about it, the more he regretted it, tsk, if he had known Lin Yu's attitude towards this matter, he should have let Li Xiong die at that time.

After Bo Chen returned home, when he opened the door, he saw someone he didn't want to see. Bo Yuyang sat on the sofa leaning on a gentleman's cane, looking at Bo Chen with a gloomy face.

The bodyguards stood in a row behind him, as if they were here to seek revenge.

Bo Chen changed his shoes and went into the house with a calm face, poured goat milk for the six kittens, and stroked their fur by the way.

Bo Yuyang knocked on the ground a few times with a gentleman's cane, and asked, "Bo Chen, do you still have my father in your eyes, or the Bo family?"

Bo Chen patted the head of one of the kittens, and replied indifferently: "I thought you knew the answer to this question a long time ago, but I didn't expect you to ask it now."

With blue veins on the forehead of Bao Yuyang, he stood up abruptly and shouted: "Bo Chen, I don't care how much you quarrel with me at home, but outside, you give me a little self-consciousness as the heir of the Bo family. If you leave someone's daughter behind at someone else's stadium tonight, aren't you afraid of losing your tongue?"

Bo Chen stood up, approached Bo Yuyang step by step, and sneered disdainfully: "Talk? I didn't expect you, President Bo, to care about this thing. I thought you didn't need face after you started making love. Woolen cloth."

"Bo Chen!" Bo Yuyang raised his hand to slap him, but Bo Chen stood there calmly confronting Bao Yuyang, with that mocking smile still on the corner of his mouth.

His face resembled Xu Manwen's six to seven points. Bo Yuyang's chest heaved violently up and down. After all, he couldn't let go. He sat back on the sofa, suppressed his anger and said, "When the time comes, you will go and take Miss Li personally. Make an appointment and apologize to me."

Bo Chen leaned over and straightened Bo Yuyang's collar, put his hand on his shoulder and said softly: "Then it will pave the way for you to enter the entertainment circle, Dad, you are so capable, if you have to go by yourself, you are considered a I won't say anything to marry Li Lulu back."