After being disabled, I hired a bodyguard

He Yan looked at him suspiciously, probably thinking that this kid had taken some wrong medicine.

Yu Heng stood aside, and said again: "Hurry up, don't be silly, since you said to buy together, I can't just try on clothes, you think so?"

"Can……"

He Yanzhi hadn't finished speaking, but was blocked by the other party's eyes, so he curled his lips and began to undress.

Shirts can only be worn close to the body, and pink shirts are definitely the flower of the high mountain among shirts, and they cannot be conquered casually.

He Yanzhi's skin is naturally fair, and his skin quality is good. As long as he has enough rest, he can maintain it without much maintenance.Reluctantly, he changed into the shirt, flattened the cuffs, and found that it still fit.

On his earlobe was the pigeon blood red that Yu Heng gave him, which was particularly shining under the light, and seemed to have reached a certain harmonious tone with the pink shirt on his body, revealing a faint charm of crime.

He was about to button the last button, when Yu Heng suddenly reached out to stop him, lowered his voice, and said in a very special voice: "Mr. Yan is wearing a shirt, but he still has to fasten the top button?"

He Yanzhi: "..."

Yu Heng gently pushed the opponent's hand away, and opened the neckline that hadn't been tied up, revealing a pair of beautifully shaped collarbones: "Shouldn't it be like this?"

He Yanzhi lowered his head and glanced at the looming teeth marks on his collarbone, hehe in his heart, saying that this little bastard really feels uncomfortable if he doesn't show his ownership for a day.

He patted Yu Heng's hand away: "You are enough, everyone, restrain yourself."

"There's no one else here," Yu Heng not only didn't listen to him, but even got closer and whispered in his ear, "Besides, you dare to post 'after-event photos' on Weibo, and you're afraid that I'll be in public? kiss you?"

He Yanzhi: "..."

What kind of logic is this?

Yu Heng ignored his resistance, pressed his hand, and kissed him hard on his lips, deep and long.

He Yanzhi didn't want to talk very much, but felt that it was too much to squeeze two people into the small fitting room, and the air around him seemed to be heating up, which made him a little confused, and some unrealistic desires emerged from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, Yu Heng didn't go out of his way to do something that shouldn't be done in this kind of place. He quickly pulled away, stretched out his hand to brush away the broken hair on the other person's forehead, and kissed the small scar on his eyebrow: "This Do you buy clothes?"

He Yanzhi originally wanted to refuse, but his words changed when he spoke: "Do you like it?"

"I think you look very special in it."

He Yanzhi took a look in the mirror, and felt that there was nothing special about it except for the color—the paired earrings look pretty good.

So he loosened his mouth: "Then...buy it? These clothes shouldn't be too expensive."

Yu Heng seemed satisfied, so he started to try his own.

The clerk stayed outside the whole time, waiting left and right, but they couldn't come out, and she didn't hear any movement inside, so she walked to the door of the fitting room suspiciously, and knocked on the door lightly: "Sir? Are you all right?"

He Yanzhi was startled by her, like a student who secretly played with his mobile phone in class and was called by the teacher, he hurriedly said: "It will be fine soon!"

Then he pushed Yu Heng: "Look at the good deeds you have done, why don't you hurry up?"

Yu Heng raised his eyebrows, completely unrepentant, and turned around in the mirror: "Don't tell me, the clothes are quite stylish, but the clothes designed by professional designers are different?"

He Yanzhi didn't realize whether his sentence was a compliment or a sarcasm.

Yu Heng stretched out his hand to him: "Go out."

He Yanzhi looked at him, then fell into deep thought.

When he was arrested just now, someone pulled him forcibly, and he came in without knowing what happened.Let him go out now... It seems that he can't restore the action when he came in.

"Aren't you going out? It's too boring here," Yu Heng issued another invitation, "I'll help you out, and the wheelchair is parked at the door."

He Yanzhi expressed deep doubts about him, but he had no choice but to hand him his hand.

Yu Heng pulled him up from the chair, wrapped his arms around his waist tightly, opened the door, and led him to the wheelchair.

Because He Yanzhi was not wearing a brace, He Yanzhi was very uncomfortable. He felt that he was about to kneel down, but Yu Heng held him forcibly to prevent him from falling, so he had to struggle to walk two steps. Holding on to the armrest of the wheelchair, he sat down.

He let out a long sigh of relief, feeling like a little mermaid who just got his legs, and every step he took was extremely difficult.

The clerk looked at him in surprise: "Brother Yan, can you stand up?"

He Yanzhi showed a puzzled smile: "You just think I can."

The clerk probably didn't understand what he meant, and looked at him suspiciously, but was quickly distracted by other things. She looked at the ruby ​​on the other's earlobe, and admired sincerely: "It's the first time I see a man. Wearing a ruby ​​is not against harmony at all—many people have tried this pink shirt, but no one dares to buy it, and Brother Yan is the most suitable for you."

Yu Heng raised his head: "Many people have tried it?"

The clerk quickly explained: "Don't worry, this is just a sample dress, and it will eventually be stored in the store window and will not be sold. If you really want to buy it, we will give you a brand new one. If you think there is anything you need about the style You can also propose the changes, we will modify them and send them to you to ensure that you get the clothes you are most satisfied with."

"Then I'll take it," He Yanzhi said, "This size is just right, just give me the exact same one."

"Okay, do you need anything else?"

He Yanzhi pointed to Yu Heng: "You ask him first, and I'll talk about it later."

"I want both of these," Yu Heng said, "but this one is a bit small, so I need to make it a size bigger."

"Okay," the clerk took the clothes in his hand, "We need about three days. When you see it, will it be delivered to your door, or will you pick it up yourself?"

"Take it yourself." He Yanzhi picked two more eye-catching ones, "You should have a record of my size, right? Just keep it the same as before."

After he finished speaking, he touched his body and found that he did not bring a bank card, so he turned to Yu Heng: "Swipe the card I gave you."

The two changed back into their clothes, Yu Heng swiped his card at the front desk, and glanced at the amount on it - more than 6000 yuan.

On top of his half a month's salary, he just bought these few clothes.

This made the little bodyguard a little distressed, but he glanced at He Yanzhi and said in his heart that it was okay.

Boss Yan is already so pitiful, if he wants to spend money, let him spend it.

Anyway, his little family fortune is enough to ruin him for a lifetime.

The two came out of the store, it was still early, He Yanzhi had a hard time making a trip to the "far" door, and he didn't really want to go back for a while.

Yu Heng saw his little thoughts, and asked, "Where else do you want to go?"

"I don't know," He Yanzhi sat on the car and looked out the window, "There doesn't seem to be any place to go nearby."

Yu Heng has never been to this area before, and he is not familiar with the surroundings. He drove the navigation and searched, then started the car and drove forward.

He Yanzhi didn't know where he was going, so he didn't ask.

Maybe it was because of the tossing in the fitting room before, he felt a little hot on his body, so he rolled up his sleeves, and a few inconspicuous scars appeared on his fair arms.

The marks left by the car accident have gradually faded, but the best period of medication has passed, and it is basically impossible for these scars to disappear completely.He couldn't help but feel a little regretful, thinking that he was so mentally retarded at the time, now it's all right, and he might have to think about it in advance when he wears half-sleeves and half-pants.

He was annoyed when Yu Heng suddenly parked the car on the side of the road: "Wait for me for a while, I'll be right back."

He Yanzhi raised his head in a daze, only to find that there was a Kaifeng cuisine dessert stand not far in front, and Yu Heng went there to buy two cones in line.

"..."

How does this kid know he's hot?

Yu Heng quickly returned to the car and handed him a cone: "Eat it quickly, it will melt in a while."

The cone was cool and sweet, and He Yanzhi was very satisfied, so he could forget about the other party "molesting" him in the fitting room.

Yu Heng drove with one hand and quickly finished eating the cone. He Yanzhi said from behind: "You are not afraid of being caught by the camera."

"Didn't I finish eating before I was photographed?" Yu Heng looked at him from the rearview mirror. "And this is your car. If it violates the regulations, I have to find you first."

"..."

No problem.

I don’t know if there are blessings and differences, but if there are difficulties, we must share them, and no one can run away.

He Yanzhi finished licking the "sweet" on the top, and began to gnaw on the "tube" at the bottom: "You wait, this car will be yours sooner or later."

Yu Heng suppressed a smile: "That's so embarrassing."

Further on, there is a square with a fountain. Many parents take their children to play next to the fountain. Farther away, there are old people walking and exercising. There are also a group of pigeons in the open space, vying for food fed by people. .

He Yanzhi raised his head, only feeling that these unusual scenes were a little strange, he hesitated for a moment: "I don't seem to have been to this kind of place before."

"Huh?" Yu Heng stopped the car and turned off the engine, then turned to look at him, "Didn't you play with fountains when you were young?"

"No." He Yanzhi stared at the ever-changing fountain, "There is no such place near my home. When I was in elementary school, I didn't dare to run too far alone. My dad spends all day in the company, except for me during the holidays. Buy expensive toys and don't care about the rest. My mother... you know, it's impossible for her to take me out to play."

"Later, when I grew up, I dared to run around alone, and felt that this kind of place was too childish, and only bare-bottomed kids came here, so I looked down upon it."

Yu Heng instantly felt that this person really lacked childhood, as if his life had only two stages - birth and adulthood.

He couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed, and felt that it was better to live in an ordinary family.

"...Don't look at me with that expression," He Yanzhi felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, "Why are you stopping here, I won't go down."

"You've got cone crumbs on your face."

"What?" He Yan subconsciously touched his face, "Where?"

"Not over there, on the left." Yu Heng saw that he hadn't removed the crumbs for a long time, so he simply stretched out his hand to help him, brushing the corner of the other's lips intentionally or unintentionally.

He Yanzhi grabbed his hand and looked at his clean fingers: "Where is it? Are you playing tricks on me again?"

"...Really, it will fall off as soon as you touch it," Yu Heng said helplessly, "If I want to kiss you, then I will kiss you directly. Do I still need a routine?"

He Yanzhi looked at him suspiciously, feeling that there was something wrong with this statement, but he couldn't find anything to refute.

Yu Heng opened the door and got out of the car: "I'm going to feed the pigeons, are you coming?"

"Don't go."

Yu Heng locked him in the car, walked straight to the square, begged for a handful of pigeon food from the staff, and held it in the palm of his hand.

These pigeons were probably used to being fed, and they were not afraid of people at all. The flocks of pigeons that landed on the ground flew up one after another, rushing towards his palm to peck.

After He Yanzhi ate the last bite of the cone, he took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Yu Heng not far away.

Then posted on Weibo: [Feed what pigeons, can you feed me [erha][picture]]