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"Temporarily half a month, it depends on the situation. If you don't recover, you can extend the vacation." Pu Cheng took a few sips from the water glass, thinking, this young man's face has changed too quickly.

"You can just rest for a few more days. Anyway, I don't rush at work. If you don't go, someone will take over." Ye Cong sat down beside Pu Cheng, found a comfortable position, and half-lyed on the sofa.

Seeing that the water in the cup had bottomed out, he put the cup lightly on the coffee table: "Well, okay."

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"Who is it?" Hearing the doorbell ring, Ye Cong straightened up from the sofa and asked Pu Cheng next to him suspiciously.

Pu Cheng got up and was about to open the door, he turned to Ye Cong and said, "Auntie Housekeeping, I clean this place every weekend."

The first time he came to Pucheng's house, his impression was: clean and tidy.I used to think that Pu Cheng was doing the housework by himself, but I didn't expect him to cheat. "I have money." This is what Ye Cong replied to Pu Cheng.

Hearing the disdain in Ye Cong's words, Pu Cheng said with a wronged tone, "I usually do the housework by myself, and now it's a special situation, and it needs to be dealt with specially."

Ye Cong especially wanted to ask Pu Cheng: Am I not here?Am I not good at it?Don't waste your money on this.

The two aunts in housekeeping uniforms smiled kindly. They brought their own tools, and there was no delay in entering the door. After a simple communication, they immediately started to work.The one bedroom and one living room of Pu Cheng's house are only more than 50 square meters, and the most troublesome area is probably the small space of a few square meters in the kitchen, but he usually maintains the house very well, and it is really effortless to clean it.

But if you say that there is a specialization in the art industry, you are right. If you do it neatly for an hour, you can at least do it for half a day.

In fact, the two aunts finished the work in less than an hour. Pu Cheng calmly found out 50 yuan to pay the aunts, and finally sent them out of the house himself.

After the housekeeping aunt left, Ye Cong started cooking lunch in the kitchen.When he finished the meal and brought it out, he found that Pu Cheng was not in the living room, so he called out to the bedroom: "Pu Cheng."

"En." Pu Cheng replied in the bedroom.

Ye Cong walked into the bedroom in response, intending to approach some people to ask the people inside to eat.As a result, as soon as he walked to the door, he saw a few small bottles on the table. These were anti-inflammatory drugs that were just prescribed from the hospital today.

Pu Cheng grasped the hem of the clothes with one hand, and stroked it to the abdominal cavity, and carefully wiped the wound with a cotton swab in the other hand.Looking at it from this angle, it is not difficult to find that there is some redness around the several centimeter scar.

His brows suddenly frowned, and he walked over distractedly, looked closer at the wound, and said in a reproachful tone, "It's still the same after the stitches are removed, what's going on?"

"Maybe it's because I accidentally got some water on it and got infected." Pu Cheng said indifferently as he looked at Ye Cong.

"Have you reported this situation to the doctor?" After asking this question, he regretted it. The doctor must know. Don't you know that you can open a bunch of medicines in these bottles and jars?

Ye Cong was carefully considering the edge of the wound. From Pu Cheng's angle, he happened to see his anxious eyes impartially. He knew that he was not in the mood to joke. If the wound feels itchy, take anti-inflammatory drugs."

In fact, both ends of the wound are recovering well. The most infected part is the deep wound in the middle. He took the cotton swab from Pu Cheng's hand and looked up at Pu Cheng: "Let me help you, don't move."

The cotton swab dipped in the liquid medicine was cold, and when it touched the edge of Pu Cheng's wound, he didn't know whether it was pain or ice, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

In order to apply the potion evenly, Ye Cong pressed very lightly around the wound with his left hand, and in order to cooperate with him, Pu Cheng kept this posture of lifting his clothes motionless.

Originally, his attention was on the wound, but he didn't know which tendon was wrong. At this time, he was actually attracted by Pu Cheng's fair skin. There was no part of this man's appearance that fit his 30-year-old age.

Pu Cheng is not thin and thin. With this tight belly and this body, the waist looks particularly good.The only shortcoming is the wound left by this operation, like a ferocious beast appearing in the green snow all over the sky, it destroys this wonderful scenery and ends the leisurely silence.

Ye Cong tried his best to only stare at the wound and not look at other places, but the half-covered ilium under the wound was becoming faintly visible following the rise and fall of Pu Cheng's lower abdomen. Cheng's pants go deep...

In the next second, there seemed to be a thunderbolt exploding beside him, his heart beat violently, his breathing became short of breath, and the blood in his whole body suddenly accelerated.

In that instant, he had already scolded himself hundreds of times in his heart, wishing he could jump off the 8th floor.How can you be so obscene?How can you be so perverted?

When he was in a state of panic, his hand suddenly trembled, and the cotton swab was right in the middle of the wound. Pu Cheng groaned with a piercing pain, but he still held back extremely, otherwise Ye Cong would hear the clue.

The squatting people were already too nervous, no matter how bad they were, they could still hear Pu Cheng's snort. He jumped up and almost bumped into Pu Cheng's chin, but luckily he dodged quickly.In a panic, the cotton swab in Ye Cong's hand fell to the ground, trying to cover up: "Ah, I'm sorry..."

I really don't know what he was masturbating about his wound, and the reaction was so big.Pu Cheng didn't understand, so he said, "Why are you so nervous? You were taken aback."

"Hands are shaking... touched the wound." Knowing that Pu Cheng was staring at him now, he didn't have the courage to meet those eyes, so he had to lower and lower his gaze until it landed on the ground .

Isn't it just a wound, look at the child in front of him, he looks like a criminal who has committed a terrible mistake and is waiting to be sentenced, is this waiting for him to be sentenced?He couldn't help laughing out loud: "Are you so scared? Am I that scary?"

Realizing that he had overreacted just now, he immediately adjusted his emotions, and said to Pu Cheng with apology: "You wipe it yourself, I'm clumsy...well, the rice is already ready, you can come out when you finish it Eat." Without giving Pu Cheng a chance to speak, Ye Cong walked out of the room and closed the door for him.

Pu Cheng was still in a daze, not understanding what happened in the past 2 minutes, which made the child's attitude change so quickly and caught him off guard.It took several seconds for him to realize that what happened just now was so sudden that he was still foolishly lifting his clothes up and showing his belly to the air.

Besides, Ye Cong came to the living room as if fleeing for his life, and the moment he collapsed on the sofa, he mentally tortured himself first, buried his hands in his short hair in extreme annoyance, and grabbed a few indiscriminately.

He had just peeped at Pu Cheng, and at that moment he had the idea of ​​blaspheming him.

This is terrible and too nonsense, right?Could it be that he was poisoned by Song Yajun?

He squeezed his scalp fiercely, what the hell, thinking so much, scared himself to death.

At this time, the bedroom door behind him opened, and Pu Cheng came out from inside. Ye Cong sat up straight and pretended to be calm, and turned to Pu Cheng and said, "It's done? Let's eat."

"Yeah." Pu Cheng had already arranged his clothes, walked over, and sat down beside him, ready to eat.He glanced at Pu Cheng with a guilty conscience, the other party didn't mention what happened just now, and just concentrated on eating, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, picked up the bowls and chopsticks on the coffee table and prepared to eat.

It stands to reason that Pu Cheng's wound has been removed and he can return home, but he has not said such a thing for a long time. He explained to himself: Pu Cheng's wound is infected and needs more care. sky.

Monday, the hardest day of the week.The workload in the morning was staggering, and there was no time to catch my breath.Ye Cong, whose work is getting smoother, is now helping to bring in new colleagues.

Relatively speaking, Tuesday and Wednesday are much easier.Most of the time, I still have plenty of time to browse the web and read the news.The temperature is gradually reaching the highest tide of the whole summer.He couldn't help looking at his skin, and suddenly remembered a sentence his mother once said: It only takes 3 days to tan, but it takes three months to whiten it.

In the past few days, Pu Cheng recovered very well, so he decided to bid farewell to the other party tonight and return to his home tomorrow.He planned to cook a delicious meal for Pu Cheng before leaving tomorrow.

When he got home from get off work, he took out his key to open the door, bent over to change his shoes when he entered, and suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, he suddenly looked up, and there were four people sitting on the sofa in the living room looking at him, each with a different expression on their faces.

Among them, there are three Pucheng who are acquainted, Pucheng, Wan Shuyan, and Mori Zimao.Only the last one he didn't know, and this person was looking at him with a very astonished expression.The man looked at the vegetables in his hand, and there was an expression in his eyes that Ye Cong couldn't understand.

"What?..." Wan Shuyan was the first one who couldn't hold back, when Ye Cong came in and glanced at the expression on his face, he knew that Ye Cong's appearance was completely unexpected to him, " Xiao Cong...has been here these days?"

"Yeah." Pu Cheng didn't hide anything, "I told you, he came to take care of me for a few days."

"I... don't know what you guys are talking about...how about I... go out for a while?" In fact, the most embarrassing thing right now is Ye Cong, who still holds the vegetables in his hand , Only one shoe was changed, and the other shoelace was removed, but the foot was still stiff in it.

"No, you can come in." Pu Cheng smiled politely at Ye Cong at the door, but Ye Cong could feel that he was superfluous here.

He was still standing at the door, thinking about it, at least go in and put the dishes away!So, he bent down to put on the remaining shoe, and then went straight to the kitchen.

"When did you have such a good relationship with Xiao Cong? That's what you meant when you told me that he came to take care of you?" What Wan Shuyan wanted to express was: You didn't say that he would live here.

Pu Cheng looked at Wan Shuyan, and said to him with a very normal attitude and tone: "He is on duty and only has time in the morning and evening. In order to take care of me conveniently, he will stay with me for a few days."

Mori Zimao originally brought Gu Ming over to discuss cooperation with Pu Cheng today. Although Pu Cheng works in the Municipal Construction Committee, he and Asen have been cooperating on third-party guarantee projects. With Asen's cooperation, Pucheng is the guarantor.

Probably because of Asen's face, he didn't refuse this cooperation, because the price Gu Ming offered was very considerable, and in this contract, he didn't need to take any big risks.Throughout the project, as a third-party guarantor, he negotiated almost all favorable conditions for him.

But there is one thing that is not good for him, that is, the partner is Gu Ming.