Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

The next morning——

Fu Yuchu scratched his hair and climbed out of bed.

There was a yellow note beside the bed, which was a message from He Wenfu.

"I've ironed your clothes and put them by the bed. Breakfast is in the microwave. Remember to eat breakfast. I'm going to the company first."

The upset I had felt because I didn't see He Wenfu when I woke up disappeared after I saw the message.

"You are really attentive."

Recalling the scene of last night.

Fu Yuchu's lips curled up unconsciously again.

He changed his clothes, walked into a room full of canvases, picked up his pen and started a new round of creation.

Because of Shen Xi, Lin Cong didn't work as hard as before.

He spends the whole day with his little baby.

Shen Xi sometimes really found him annoying.

"Brother Cong, you can actually go to work. I can take care of myself."

"No, I want to accompany you."

Shen Xi thought that this was the order he had given before.

I have anger but nowhere to vent it.

"Brother Cong, you have to make money to support me, right?"

"Even if I don't work for the rest of my life, I can still support you."

Shen Xi didn't say anything else. What else could he say?

He turned his head away.

Lin Cong was also a little confused about him.

'Why does he scold me when I'm working, and why does he scold me when I'm not working and I have to accompany him? It must be my own problem.'

Then Lin Cong, who had no idea that he had done anything wrong, began to coax him again.

Shen Xi looked at the man who was willing to tolerate all his little tempers, a relieved smile appeared on his face, and he raised his hand and touched his head, imitating what Lin Cong had done before.

"My brother is so good to me."

Lin Cong smiled indifferently and licked his lips.

Then a kiss came over him overwhelmingly, and Shen Xi didn't let him go until he was out of breath.

But this is not the end, but the beginning of a new round.

...............

From then on, the king did not go to court early.

Xi Yi stood respectfully in front of the black Maybach under the scorching sun in the dog days of summer. He did not dare to show the slightest negligence, for he was afraid that his boss would deduct his salary if he saw him.

He didn't think to check his watch.

'It's nine o'clock, why hasn't the boss come out yet? Isn't he always late?'

Wait until noon when the sun is directly overhead.

Lin Congcai walked out of the villa holding Shen Xi's hand, his face filled with a happy smile.

In contrast, Shen Xi's face was rosy, his lips were a little swollen, and his expression was a little unnatural.

It's self-evident what happened.

Xi Yi, with sweat all over his forehead, understood it, but did not say it.

Respectfully opening the car door for them, I acted as their tool.

As soon as he got in the car, Lin Cong pulled down the partition.

He held Shen Xi in his arms and sat him on his lap.

"Now I'm going to work, are you happy?"

If Lin Cong hadn't said this with a smile, I would have really thought it was a blame.

Shen Xi buried his head deeply in his neck: "Don't talk, I'm so tired."

Hearing this, Lin Cong curled his lips and whispered softly in his ear: "Next time I will do it myself, so as not to make you so tired, okay?"

Shen Xilai tapped his chest lightly, his tone sounded somewhat reproachful, but it didn't sound like blame either, instead there was a hint of coquettishness in it.

"Can you stop talking?"

"Okay, don't tell me."

As soon as he arrived at the company, Lin Cong regained his former solemn and cold expression.

He took Shen Xi to the sofa in the office and asked him to sit down.

"Xiao Xi, take a rest first. I'll come and accompany you after the meeting."

"it is good."

After Lin Cong completely faded from his sight.

Shen Xicai and Wangcai started a conversation.

"How much is the favorability?"

"98 percent."

Shen Xi raised his hand and touched his chin, thinking.

“Where does the 1.1% come from?”