Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Cong reached out and held Shen Xi's hand: "No need."

"it is good."

Shen Xi nodded and put his hand down.

Then I stood behind him, not knowing what to do.

"Are you hungry?"

"Ah."

Shen Xi hadn't eaten anything since he left the island in the morning, so he was indeed a little hungry.

"Uncle Li."

Lin Cong called out to the door, and the old man in a tuxedo who had just been standing at the door came in and bowed to the two of them: "Young Master."

"Let the kitchen cook."

"Yes."

After Uncle Li received the order, he left the house. This villa has a kitchen, but cooking is usually not done here. Lin Cong doesn't like the smell of oil smoke, so the kitchen for cooking is usually in another house.

Lin Cong raised his eyes and looked at Shen Xi who was standing behind him: "Take a shower first."

After saying that, he closed his eyes, unaware that this was Shen Xi's first time.

Now there are only two of them in the whole villa.

"Well, then sir, I don't know where the bathroom is?"

Lin Cong opened his eyes, and seemed to have just realized the problem. Then he stood up awkwardly and walked upstairs: "Follow me."

Lin Cong helped him get two pieces of his clothes, took him to the bathroom, and then went downstairs.

After Shen Xi finished washing, he stood in front of the mirror and admired his own beautiful face: "Wangcai, do you believe that I can get him today?"

"Do not believe."

Wangcai gave this answer very embarrassingly.

Shen Xi didn't want to bother him any more, so he opened the bathroom door, walked out and went downstairs.

Lin Cong sat in front of the dining table, which was full of food.

But he didn't move his chopsticks, as if he was waiting for Shen Xi.

Shen Xi walked closer to him. Because Lin Cong was taller than him, the white shirt was particularly loose on him.

The white collarbone was faintly visible, and the hair was still dripping with water. Lin Cong looked at him and squinted slightly: "Not a bad choice."

"Sir, why don't you eat?"

"Wait for you."

"Oh."

Shen Xi pulled out the chair closest to him and sat down.

He picked up the blue-green porcelain bowl in front of him, picked up the silver chopsticks beside him, picked up the braised fish in front of him and put it into his mouth.

Every move is elegant.

Lin Cong didn't take a few bites before putting down his bowl and watching Shen Xi eat.

In front of the food, Shen Xi ignored Lin Cong's wolf-like eyes and slowly chewed the rice in his mouth.

It took a while to finish eating.

Shen Xi reached out and patted his stomach. Lin Cong couldn't help but laugh at his actions: "Are you full?"

"Well, thank you sir. I never had such a full meal in the previous month."

"I won't let you live the same life as before. But don't eat too much, it's not easy to digest."

"Ah."

Lin Cong told the servants to take the dishes and chopsticks away, and then took Shen Xi upstairs.

He pointed to all the rooms on the second floor and said, "You can live in any room you want."

Then he pointed to the room at the end of the corridor and said, "That's my room. You can come to me if you have any problem."

Then he went straight to the study.

Of course Shen Xi chose the place that was closest to him. He sat on the bed, looking at the pouring rain outside the window, and a good idea came to his mind.

About two or three hours later, Lin Cong left the computer desk. He raised his hand and rubbed his shoulders, and Shen Xi's smiling face suddenly appeared in his mind.

Although I really want to go and see if he is asleep.

But I still held back.