I want to play HE with a man every day [Quick time travel]

After doing such a big thing, Lu Miao's remaining little extra strength was used up, and the rest had to be used for walking, and he also felt that Yan Jiarui was in a bad mood.

The reason...of course it was him.

For a deeper reason, even if his mind is muddled, he can guess it.

Therefore, he didn't dare to say a word along the way.

Even seeing a thick layer of snow accumulated on the dry ground yesterday, he didn't say "wow", but took Yan Jiarui to hold his hand and put it in the other's pocket together.

Because of this, Yan Jiarui turned his head to look at him, with an expression of wanting to say something but unable to say it.

"Cold." Lu Xiao moved closer to him, and the shoulders of the two of them were almost touching together.

this way...

"Wow, this couple looks so handsome." The girl who had passed by said in a low voice.

Lu Xiao immediately raised his head to look at Yan Jiarui.

"..." Yan Jiarui, helpless, didn't say anything, let him form such an intimate gesture with himself, but silently recalled the way they broke up in his heart.

The second day of reunion with ex-boyfriend, firm heart × 2day :)

When he came to the hospital, the doctor checked Lu Miao, whose face was like a red apple, and it was 0.3 degrees higher than when he was at home.

Yan Jiarui frowned when he heard the result, a little annoyed, he should have brought a little liar on his back on the way here.

It snowed all night last night, and it is still snowing outside now, so that it is not an exaggeration to say that the thickness has at least reached the middle of the calf, and the car is not easy to drive.

On the way to the hospital, I could only walk.

And the nearest hospital to the community was 40 minutes' walk. On the way, he took the little liar to have breakfast, but the little liar had no appetite, so he refused to eat the steamed stuffed bun after taking two bites.

So when he was walking, the little liar basically stuck to him, yelling softly that he couldn't walk anymore and asked him to carry it on his back.

He didn't agree, the reason...

Alas, it has already happened, and it is useless to regret it.

The doctor prescribed three bottles of infusion for Lu Xiao, and some antipyretics. Yan Jiarui took the list and picked up Lu Xiao, who was listless, and planned to find a nurse to do the infusion for Lu Xiao.

But as soon as I left the office and walked around, the hospital was overcrowded. Some infusion patients were still sitting on the chairs in the lobby. No matter how I looked at it, I felt that even if the infusion was over, it would not be much better.

"Uncle..." Lu Miao called him.

Yan Jiarui looked down, the little liar looked uncomfortable, his heart felt like being pulled, it hurt.

"It's okay, it will be fine soon." He comforted Lu Miao's head. At this time, it's not easy to take up resources. If there is an urgent matter, he can be free. It's not good to let the little liar suffer in the cold in the hall.

He led someone to open a single ward, and another 10 minutes passed after everything was settled.When the little liar was asked to lie on the hospital bed, the little liar fell asleep with a stiff neck.

He had no choice but to take off the little liar's shoes and change his clothes, then call the nurse to give the little liar an infusion, and then go to the window to queue up to get the medicine.

Busy to and fro, it is an hour in a flash.

He just sat down to take a break when his manager called.

He looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock, the road was blocked by heavy snow, it was indeed earlier in the past, but the little liar's infusion was less than half a bottle, and he also promised the little liar that he would accompany...

Yan Jiarui was stunned for a while, then laughed at himself after a long time, and finally decided to proceed with the original plan.

When Lu Miao woke up, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment. He subconsciously called out "Uncle".

Soon, a 'click' was heard, and the door was opened.

A person who was obviously a housekeeper leaned in half of her body for a look, and then shouted: "Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu, the young master is awake."

Lu Miao was taken aback for a moment, he...has returned to the original owner's house?

Yan Jiarui sent him back?

Did he still return it?

Lu Miao asked after the 'mother' had said a lot.

"Oh, this, Xiaoyan called us yesterday and said that you are in the hospital and he has something to do in the afternoon, please let us take care of you." Mom repeated the question many times, "How is it? Are you feeling better now? ?”

It was already yesterday...

Lu Miao wanted to ask again, but he was afraid that asking too much would be bad, so he nodded: "It's much better."

At this moment, the 'dad' who was standing aside snorted coldly: "You deserve to be admitted to the hospital, and let you be a demon! Instead of reading a good book, you want to go to work as a model and live in someone else's house, it's simply... unreasonable! "

"It's all happened, and my son is back, so why are you talking about this?" Mom said.

"Hmph!" Dad turned his head to one side, "Don't go out when you come back, I will apply for your admission to xxjun school in a few days, let me go in and grind your unreasonable bad thoughts!"

Lu Miao was still amazed that the personality of the original owner's parents was almost the same as that of Mom and Dad, and when he heard this, he suddenly felt bad.

Fortunately, my mother spoke for him, and my aunt also brought up food. The conversation stopped, and my father left unhappy. It seems that this matter is in other words.He breathed a sigh of relief, and after eating and saying that he wanted to rest for a while, his mother also left.

Before leaving, my mother said: "Stay at home for a few days when you come back, and go when you are done. Let's not trouble Xiaoyan too much."

"Okay." Lu Miao agreed, and he thought so too.

Yan Jiarui was so busy yesterday because of him, now that I think about it, I feel really sorry, excluding what the original boss did, it seems that since they met, he has been making trouble for Yan Jiarui.

He's just a bear_(:D)∠)_

However, we still have to wait until 'a few days'. After all, there is still a goddamn difficult "together bathing task" that has not been completed.

too difficult.

Lu Miao sighed, took out his mobile phone, and found Yan Jiarui's phone number from the blacklist according to the system's prompt, pulled it out, and made a call.

Yan Jiarui was in the waiting hall when the call came. Looking at the number, he felt a little complicated when he thought of the result he got yesterday afternoon.

The title of little liar is really well-deserved.

Since the day before yesterday, he seemed to want to reconcile with him, but yesterday afternoon he called to ask what was going on, but he couldn't get through, obviously he was still on the blacklist.

Tsk, if you want to deceive people, you can't handle some details well.

The third day of reunion with ex-boyfriend, firm heart × 3day :)

Yan Jiarui pressed mute and didn't want to answer.

Not long after, the second and third calls rang again, and the assistant couldn't help reminding him.

Yan Jiarui frowned, just when he thought about taking it and forgetting about it.

The phone was disconnected and a text message came in.

-Little Liar: Uncle, are you busy?Give me a call when you are done (●'3'●)

What are you calling me for?

Yan Jiarui was thinking, and a new text message came.

-Little Liar: Uncle, my illness is still not cured (→o←), Lan Shou.

So what does it matter to me?I am not a doctor.

At this time, an announcement sounded in the waiting hall, reminding that the flight to Florence, Italy at 11:20 can enter the security check, and the assistant got up to unpack the suitcase.

"..." Yan Jiarui choked, and said to his assistant, "You go in first, I'll come just by calling."

After finishing speaking, Yan Jiarui stopped wasting time and went to the side to dial Lu Miao's phone number.

"Uncle~" Lu Xiao answered quickly.

"Hmm..." After getting through, Yan Jiarui didn't know what to say, and felt a weird awkward feeling.

But he did, but Lu Miao didn't: "Uncle, is there a call at home? Are you at home? You must be at work. My fever is still there. Thank you yesterday, Uncle."

He said a lot, but Yan Jiarui didn't have time to answer.

"But uncle, there is something you really didn't do very well." Lu Xiao said.

"Huh?" Yan Jiarui was stunned for a moment, "What's the matter?"

"It's just that I have a fever, why did you call my mother to take me back." Lu Miao complained, although he didn't want to trouble Yan Jiarui, but... well, it was a contradiction anyway.

"Didn't I say that I have work in the afternoon," Yan Jiarui said in a good-tempered manner, "The nurses are very busy, so they don't call your mother and the others, and no one will watch the infusion for you... Are you feeling better now?"

"Okay, okay," Lu Miao completely forgot what he said a moment ago, and hurriedly asked what he wanted and cared most, "Then can I go back to you?"

"...Yes," Yan Jiarui replied after hesitating for a while, and he didn't know how to describe himself, he sighed secretly, "Do you still remember the door code?"

"I don't remember," Lu Miao said honestly, "Uncle, I'll add you to WeChat after I hang up the phone, and you can send it to me there."

"..." Yan Jiarui, it was another sad story, "Well, yes, it's just... you can stay at your home for a while, I don't have time these days, I'm not at home."

"Ah?!" Lu Xiao changed from a comfortable crawling posture to a sitting position, "Where are you going?"

"Italy," after Yan Jiarui finished speaking, the broadcast sounded above his head again, "Stop talking, let's talk about it when I come back, take care of your body, have a good rest, goodbye."

"No, little...!" Uncle, how long are you going to die in his throat, Lu Miao threw away the phone in frustration, and collapsed on the bed.

What if we go for more than a week?

Fuck, wouldn't he be constipated for a month?

No way o(▼皮▼#)o!

Gotta ask, if it's more than a week he'll be flying to Italy tomorrow.

If so, Lu Miao sat up abruptly, fished out his phone, entered WeChat, pulled out Yan Jiarui's WeChat account, clicked to add, and then waited for a long time.

It was 5 pm in Italy when Yan Jiarui arrived at the reserved hotel, and the time difference with China was 7 hours, which meant that it was already midnight in China.

No matter what, this little liar should also be asleep.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he agreed to the friend application message, the message from the little liar would be sent over.

-Little Liar: Uncle, are you here yet?

-Yan: ...Here we are, why haven't you slept yet, go to bed now.

-Little Liar: Wait a minute, I'm waiting for you.

"..." Yan Jiarui found himself being tricked by little liars more and more often and didn't know how to feel about it.

He was typing, but before he could type out a single word in pinyin, a video call came.

Yan Jiarui didn't know how to feel about it.

He hesitated, at least he clicked on it when the video was about to automatically cut off, and immediately, the pretty but obviously sleepy face of the little liar appeared in front of his eyes.

"Uncle, Uncle." Lu Xiao showed a big smile.

Yan Jiarui looked at it with complicated emotions.

It was the old routine again, he looked away from the screen: "Huh? What's the matter?"

"Are you going to stay in Italy for a few days?" Lu Xiao asked.

It's the same sticky offensive again.

"Three days," Yan Jiarui sighed, "Go to sleep, I'm going out to eat too."

"Okay," Lu Xiao yawned, and he was satisfied when he got the answer, "Then I'll send you a message when I get up tomorrow, uncle, good night."

When it was over, he raised his left hand and made a 'heart-to-heart' gesture.

Yan Jiarui's mood became more complicated.

He sat there for a while, the waiter knocked on the door to deliver the food, and the assistant followed behind, asking him for instructions to go out for a stroll.

"Be careful." Yan Jiarui said.

"Okay." The assistant and the waiter withdrew together.

Yan Jiarui looked at the food, took two bites, thought about turning on his phone and entering Lu Miao's circle of friends. Looking at it... Sure enough, the little liar is a little liar!Still a daring little liar who doesn't handle the conspicuous details well!