After being disabled, I hired a bodyguard

At this point, Yu Heng is actually quite energetic. After all, he is a young and strong guy, not some frail disabled person. Even if he stays up for another two hours, he can still get up on time.

But obviously, he didn't intend to do that.

After He Yanzhi fell asleep, Yu Heng also closed his eyes, only his consciousness was still in the final movement, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind-what kind of person is He Yanzhi?

Before getting in touch with him, his impression of this person was the same as that of the majority of netizens. He thought he was a broken star covered in black material, average acting skills, extremely poor character, and scumbag.

But thinking about it now, these seem to be just stereotypes, and there is no conclusive evidence.

When some rumors are spread too much, they become the truth.

Yu Heng's mood is quite indescribable. Take the case of someone staying up late at night and posting scolding on Weibo. Almost all outsiders thought he was a mad dog. The pain is so painful that you can't sleep, so you have to find a way to vent and divert your attention?

Although this method is quite embarrassing, but... there are difficulties in the end.

Yu Heng thought and thought, and felt that he could no longer be influenced by those remarks. He is an adult and should have his own judgment and choice.

He wanted to have in-depth contact with He Yanzhi to see if he was the He Yanzhi in the eyes of the public.

Thinking of this, Yu Heng quietly made a plan in his mind, so he let himself go and went to meet Zhou Yue.

He Yanzhi didn't have the habit of waking up at night. After all, it was not so easy for a disabled person to get in and out of bed, so he fell asleep and woke up in the morning.

Coincidentally, Yu Heng doesn't like getting up at night either.

So when the two woke up the next day, they were still in the same posture they fell asleep last night.

The boot time of He Yanzhi's mobile phone may be a bit long. The system takes a long time to fully start up, and it is very stuck when it is first turned on. No software can be opened, and it has to wait for three to five minutes before it returns to normal.

When he woke up completely, he felt that something was wrong.

Why is there someone in his bed?

This person is still leaning against him in a "hug" posture?

It seems that he is running out of memory. He has to automatically clear the cache every day to keep it running normally, and he has to reload it when he wants to remember something.When he finished loading the memory of last night, his face suddenly changed, and his voice trembled a little: "...Yu Heng?"

"I'm here," Yu Heng immediately whispered in his ear, "Are you awake? Do you want breakfast?"

He Yanzhi: "..."

Can you stop saying "Do you want breakfast", "Do you want lunch" and "Do you want dinner" with one mouth, and treat him as an idiot?

But these are obviously not the point.

He Yanzhi was stiff all over, and looked down at the other party's hand on his waist: "Don't tell me...you just hugged me all night?"

"Ah."

"Why didn't you let go when I fell asleep?"

Yu Heng: "How can I do that? You only ordered me to hug you, but you didn't order me to let go. The artificial intelligence will not act without the master's instructions. What's more--if I let you go, you start to hurt again." What should I do?"

He Yanzhi: "..."

What kind of artificial intelligence is this, this is artificial mental retardation.

And... when did he order this kid to hug him?Obviously he was the one who came up against it himself!

Will it automatically format yesterday's storage when he has insufficient memory?

He Yan's anger rose from his heart, and he patted the back of the opponent's hand hard: "Let go, is your arm numb?"

"It's numb, I can't loosen it," Yu Heng chuckled, "It needs a special service to start it."

He Yanzhi: "..."

It's getting too much.

His face was distorted, and he really wanted to get out of the opponent's arms, but let alone his arms could not twist the opponent's thighs, even the thighs could not twist the opponent's arms.

In this position, he couldn't move at all.

Yu Heng buried his face on the side of his neck: "Don't move, hug me for a while."

Not only did he trap the opponent with his arms, but he also secretly rubbed his feet against the opponent's ankle, touching the obviously protruding bone, and then he sighed softly: "You are too thin, it hurts my flesh."

"Then why don't you hurry up and let go," He Yanzhi gritted his teeth, "Don't you really like Uncle, kid?"

"I'm not only interested in Uncle, but also in Uncle's money," Yu Heng continued to tease him, "Isn't Uncle going to give you some compensation? I was going to go for a morning run at 06:30 today, because of you, now I'm already It's 09:30."

"...You run in the morning in winter?" He Yanzhi was full of disbelief, "You have been to my house for three days, when did you go for a morning run? Are you fooling a fool?"

Yu Heng laughed softly, and finally let go of him: "Okay, okay, stop making trouble, if the pain is gone, hurry up and wash up."

As he spoke, he got up and rubbed his numb arm: "There's still time for breakfast, I'll prepare it."

He Yanzhi hated the word "breakfast": "Why do you have to have breakfast?"

"How do you get fat if you don't eat breakfast?"

After Yu Heng finished speaking, he left the bedroom. He Yan's face was inexplicable, and he thought to himself, what does it have to do with you whether I am fat or not?

Is this cosplay too involved?

He laid his body on the bed without a word, and recalled what happened last night. Why did he feel that his behavior was far beyond expectations? He didn't refuse the "unreasonable" request of the little bodyguard, but agreed?

Neuralgia hurts.

He Yanzhi raised his hands to cover his face - this time he was a bit out of the game.

He really wanted to hire a bodyguard because he was too lonely, but he just wanted to find a living creature, and he didn't want to develop in other directions.

He had only known each other for a few days, and he had already hugged her. He really didn't believe that the little bodyguard had no other intentions.

Nowadays, college students are all extremely smart, and the one surnamed Yu is the smartest of all. It is impossible for him not to know what this kind of behavior implies.

He can only do it on purpose.

He Yanzhi's eyes were empty, and he felt that there was nothing to love in life.

I regret it now, very much.

If he had known this, he should really find someone with an artificial mental retardation, even if he bought a talking robot vacuum, or... raising a cat, a dog, and a rabbit would be better than what he is doing now.

Who would have known that Mr. Yan, who used to be a master in love, would one day fall into deep self-entanglement and doubts because of a little bodyguard.

Coming out and mixing, sooner or later I have to pay it back.

He Yanzhi lay on the bed and pretended to be dead, until the aroma wafted from the kitchen, and his stomach grunted very cooperatively, then he reluctantly got up and moved himself into the wheelchair to wash up.

At the same time, I thought in my heart——Yu Heng just left him alone?

It took 5 minutes for this thought to occur before he remembered that it was yesterday that he said that he would not ask others to help and he could take care of himself.

He Yanzhi: "..."

This is not a good situation.

He seems to have fallen for the little bodyguard, if he remembers correctly... Did this guy say "you won't be able to leave me in a week"?

It's only halfway through this week...

He Yanzhi shuddered, and just moved himself onto the toilet to solve his physical problems, when he heard someone knock on the toilet door: "Are you all right? Is it so hard to wash? Do you want to help?"

In an instant, the hairs all over He Yanzhi's body exploded, and he held back the urine that hadn't come out. He locked the toilet door at the fastest speed in his life, and said loudly: "What are you doing! You have to follow me to the toilet? You Is it a dog!"

"You're wrong, the cat will stare at the owner to go to the toilet." Yu Heng was calm and composed, "Besides, I didn't go in, or do you want me to help you pee, Mr. Yan?"

He Yanzhi: "..."

what?

After "changing diapers", this little brat has come up with new tricks?

Mr. Yan, whose personality was brutally insulted for the nth time, was trembling with anger, quickly finished his work, put on his pants and opened the door, but before he could say "Are you sick?", he saw an arm stretching towards him— ——The one surnamed Yu actually picked him up from the wheelchair!

"?!"

He Yanzhi didn't feel his legs, and when he was suddenly pulled up, he felt that he was out of gravity and was about to be out of Newton's control.

Even Mr. Yan, who dared to race on the "death track" in heavy rain, couldn't bear this kind of stimulation, and almost had a heart attack. He instinctively hooked the other party's neck, with a frightened expression on his face: "Are you crazy?!"

"No, I'll let you get up and move around." Yu Heng didn't change his face, grabbed his arm and turned him over, facing his back, and let his feet land on his insteps, "Always sit How can you do it, if you don't exercise, you will never get better."

"..."

It's better than being played like this by you.

Yu Heng put one arm from the opponent's armpit in front of his chest, and he was able to firmly control him on his body, and the other hand was free to take the mouthwash cup.

He Yanzhi was very insecure, so he had to support the sink with all his strength. He said frightenedly: "Brother, let me ask, how did you manage to control an adult who is more than 1.8 meters tall and weighs more than [-] catties with one hand?" Male?"

"Are you talking about yourself?" Yu Heng filled the glass with water, looked at the other party from the mirror, and sneered at him mercilessly, "You have made a mistake, although the weight may indeed be a hundred catties, but the height ... Isn't it only ninety?"

He Yanzhi: "..."

He has to fire him, right now!

Seeing his livid face, Yu Heng actually dared to laugh out loud. He coughed to divert the topic: "Let's put it this way, when the third year was taking the physical fitness test, a fat guy in our class passed out while running."

He Yanzhi gritted his teeth: "Then?"

"And that fat man weighed nearly two hundred catties, and even the physical education teacher couldn't move him," Yu Heng said, "I carried him to the infirmary, and I was alone."

"..."

"It is about 800 meters from the infirmary to the playground. It took me about 5 minutes to walk from the playground to the infirmary with him on my back."

"..."

"You understand the concept of 5 minutes. Girls run 800 meters, and the passing line is about 30 minutes and [-] seconds."

"..."

"So - I think you'd better be obedient, Mr. Yan."

He Yanzhi: "..."