Mr. Dior

Shouting so loudly attracted the attention of several servants.

The new girl, Jing Jing, knew nothing about the villa, and was immediately frightened by the scene in front of her.

"Come with me." Zhang Chenfei took a deep breath, grabbed Jiao Qi's wrist and dragged him upstairs.

"I'm not going, I want to eat." Jiao Qi shook off his hand, didn't eat lunch, only ate some snacks in the afternoon, and specifically told the kitchen to open early in the evening.Right now he's dizzy from hunger, so don't mess around with Zhang Dadao.

"You dare to disobey my order!" The CEO was furious, and with a ferocious face, he surrounded the little stand-in with one arm and wanted to drag him upstairs.

Jingjing whispered to the other servants: "It turns out that life in a wealthy family is so difficult."

The others, including the girl, the boy, and the aunt, all looked at this scene in disbelief, wondering why Mr. Zhang suddenly became fat and dared to treat Mr. Jiao like this.

Jiao Qi had a stomachache and was not able to stand upright. He forcibly pulled him up, and immediately frowned, and his expression became very bad: "Don't move, I feel uncomfortable."

The voice was very soft, even lower than usual, and the people around could hardly hear it, but Zhang Chenfei could hear it clearly.These words seemed to have magical powers, instantly freezing the fire-breathing dragon.

"What's the matter?" The president let go of his little wife, and seeing him holding his stomach and slowly bending down, he quickly hugged her and sat back on the sofa, touching that pale little face, the pity in his eyes almost turned into tears. substance.

"Yanyan's stomach is not good, and I don't remember to eat," Zhang Chenfei hugged him, put his big warm hands on his shirt to warm his stomach, and raised his head to support Jingjing, who was standing closest, "You, go to the medicine cabinet." Here, bring the stomach medicine from the first golden box from the left in the third row."

"Okay sir." Jingjing responded, a little uncomfortable with the fast-changing plot, and looked at the friends in a daze.

And those girls, boys, and aunts smiled silently with a look of "as expected".

The butler brought a bowl of hot soup and a glass of warm water.

Zhang Chenfei dug a piece of ointment with a small spoon and fed it into Jiao Xi's mouth.

Jiao Qi was a little embarrassed to be watched by so many people, and pinched Lao Gong's wrist to express that he wanted to eat by himself.But he dodged it and continued to feed forcefully.

"I said, you have to do as I say," stuffing the ointment into the mouth of the little stand-in, with a hint of satisfaction in the eyes of the CEO, he complained in a low voice, "Yanyan won't let me feed you, so you should be good."

Jiao Qi was a little dazed, and drank warm water with Lao Gong's hand, remembering that when he was sick and eating, this guy always tried to feed him.But in Jiao Qi's education since he was a child, he wanted to eat by himself and not bother others, so he seldom let someone get his way.

After drinking the water, I got a gentle kiss.

Tasting a little bit of bitterness on Xiaojiao's wife's lips, Zhang Chenfei secretly sighed.This vicious little stand-in pretended to be weak on purpose to make him feel sorry for him, but he still did it, seeing the pained expression on this familiar face made his heart ache.

After instructing the kitchen to make soft and digestible food for dinner, and supervising Xiao Jiaoqibao to finish the meal, the CEO felt relieved and went upstairs with him in his arms.Pausing at the door of the master bedroom, he thought about putting the double in the guest room.

Jiao Qi looked at him leisurely: "Are you sure you want me to sleep here?"

The CEO rubbed the center of his brows in pain. Although he didn't want to admit it, the little stand-in is really very attractive, and he can't help but want to kiss and hug him when he gets close.With a long sigh, he left Jiao Qi with a melancholy and affectionate back: "I can't be sorry for Yan Yan."

Jiao Qi almost laughed out loud, lowered his head and coughed twice: "Then good night, Mr. Dior." It's fine to sleep in separate beds, but a few days ago, this guy dominated the upper body, singing and singing every night, and his kidneys couldn't bear it.

Mr. Dior clenched his fists: "I said, call me big dick... good night."

"..."

The guest room is also a big bed, and the configuration is actually similar to that of the master bedroom, but the room is smaller.Jiao Qi stretched his body, remembering what he saw in the basement during the day, he couldn't help but bury his face in the quilt and secretly smiled.I didn't close my eyes last night, and I can finally sleep peacefully today.

After sleeping in the middle of the night, Jiao Qi slowly opened his eyes, the extreme sleepiness had already recovered, and he began to feel uncomfortable in this bed.There is no warm chest on the back, no shallow snoring in the ear, and I never knew that the night in early autumn is so cold.

Reluctantly got up, ran back to the master bedroom with slippers on, and got into the warm bed.Zhang Dadao is in good health, full of firepower every day, and the temperature of the bed is at least five degrees higher than that of Jiao Qi.The little wife sighed comfortably, and closed her eyes with peace of mind.

Zhang Chenfei turned over, touched his warm body, hugged him into his arms without thinking, grunted in his throat, and continued to sleep deeply.

When he woke up the next morning, he found a large living person sleeping in his arms. The CEO woke up with a fright, and raised half of his body to look at him.

Jiao Qi slept very peacefully, his fair and handsome face was so warm that it turned light pink.

Damn little stand-in!He even learned to crawl on the bed!

"Why are you here?" Zhang Chenfei shook the person in his arms awake, and asked through gritted teeth.

"Well, the guest room is too cold," Jiao Qi yawned and rubbed his eyes, "What time is it?"

"Man, are you testing my endurance?" The CEO grabbed the hand rubbing his eyes, pressed it against the pillow, and stared at him dangerously.

"It's so early in the morning, why are you going crazy?" Jiao Qi spread his five fingers to press Zhang Dao's face, pushing that big head away.The silk pajamas, because she slept too comfortably last night, rubbed off the straps and slipped down with the movement of raising her hand.

"Damn it!" Zhang Chenfei almost roared angrily, jumped off the bed, walked back and forth a few times like a ferocious dog in a cage, "You actually have no shame in climbing the bed on your own initiative! "

"I'm just a little skeptical." The little stand-in looked innocent.

"Hehe, you think I'll believe it? Very good, you asked for it yourself."

Jiao Qi was too lazy to answer his bad lines, scratched his sleepy hair, got up to wash up, but was thrown back into the pile of soft pillows by Lao Gong.After thumping twice, he got out, and was dragged into the bed by some beast.

"You're not guarding Jiao Yan anymore?"

"How many times have I told you not to mention his name! You really don't cry when you see the coffin, I must teach you a lesson today!"

"Hahahaha...don't worry, don't make trouble, you have to go to work on Monday! Well..."

On Monday morning, the two presidents were destined to be late.

The employees of Shifei Technology are used to the fact that their president is late from time to time. After all, the president often has to shoulder the tasks of making breakfast for Mr. Jiao and being a driver.So after nine o'clock, no one came to urge.

But Basho is different, their workaholic boss is punctual, rain or shine.As a personal secretary, Yu Yuan sent Jiao Qi a message at a quarter past nine, asking if he needed a car.

Mr. Jiao replied a message in the midst of his busy schedule, telling him that he didn't need a car and would go to the company later today, and he fell into a whirlpool of busyness again.

The coldness of early autumn was dispelled in this way, and I was sweating profusely.Dragging his body that was about to fall apart, he took a hot bath, and finally healed up.Jiao Qi came out wiping his hair, feeling hot and thirsty.

"Drink this!" The CEO's face was very ugly, he put the glass full of black liquid on the table, and forcefully asked the little wife to drink it.

"What?" Jiao Qi picked it up and took a sip. It was ice cold, full of bubbles, and it was a glass of Coke with ice.

"Birth control pills." The CEO said without changing his face.

"Pfft—" The big gulp he just drank was sprayed out, and it directly hit Zhang Chenfei's face.Bubbles hung on the eyebrows and sizzled and burst, and Mr. Dior's unhappy face turned darker.

"I won't let you get pregnant with the Zhang family's seed." The CEO touched his face and signaled Jiao Qi to continue drinking.

"...I don't have that function." Jiao Qi twitched the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Chenfei pinched the face of Xiaojiao's wife, and said in a cold tone: "You think I don't know your plan, you just want to take this opportunity to get pregnant and become the real Mrs. Zhang, I won't let you succeed."

"How can anyone drink Coke for contraception?" Jiao Qi reluctantly picked up the Coke and took a big sip. He also thoughtfully added a slice of lemon to it, which tasted great.

The CEO said solemnly: "Coke kills sperm."

"..."