I swept the entertainment circle with the medicine pot

The sudden murmur startled Yao Wangyou, and he turned his head to look, only to remember where he slept last night.

Xuan Mingcheng's voice brought back the laziness and hoarseness when he woke up, like sandpaper gently rubbing his ears, causing waves of numbness.

At this time, it was already bright, but the blackout curtains in the room completely blocked the sunlight outside. The bed was warm, and there was a big man in his arms, his head was nestled at the base of his neck, and his soft hair was rubbing Itchy, for no reason added a bit of ambiguous atmosphere to the room.

A muscular and powerful arm wrapped around his waist, and one leg pressed on his calf, making his body extremely hot.Yao Wangyou didn't want to disturb him, so he carefully pulled his arm out of Xuan Mingcheng's embrace, but after only a single movement, he heard Xuan Mingcheng take a light breath, as if he had woken up.

Xuan Mingcheng opened his eyes in bewilderment, and saw Yao Wangyou staring at him nervously. He was not awake early in the morning, so he instinctively smirked: "Morning medicine jar, mua!" Then he closed his eyes and planned to go back to sleep A sense of return.

Yao Wangyou's neck was wet, and he was dumbfounded.

Not counting after the kiss, Xuan Mingcheng hugged him tightly and yelled again, "Pharmaceutical jar~"

Do cocks have to be crowed early? Everyone is a man, and there will be certain problems in the morning. While Yao Wangyou was struggling, he felt something hit his lower abdomen twice, and his hair stood on end.

Kicking Xuan Mingcheng's calf with two legs, Yao Wangyou wanted to cry but had no tears. What kind of nerves did this person have so early in the morning, didn't he just stew some mutton for him two days ago?Is there such a man who is so energetic early in the morning!

I don't know if it's because of the injury or something else, Xuan Mingcheng slept soundly last night, his whole consciousness was dizzy, and when it was dawn, he dreamed that he was holding a big snow-white cat in his arms , but he hugged and hugged, wondering: Why doesn't this cat grow hair?Slippery...

"Wake up! Hey!"

Xuan Mingcheng was yelled twice by Yao Wangyou, and finally regained consciousness a little. He opened his eyes again, and what he saw was himself and Yao Wangyou rolling in the same bed, and there was a faint red mark on the neck of the medicine jar. , with some water on it.He remembered that the two of them were each covered with a quilt last night, but now when he looked down, the bed he was originally covering had been kicked to the corner, and half of it was hanging on the edge of the bed, precariously about to fall. go underground.

"Wow!" The CEO jumped up directly from the bed, stepped on the edge of the bed with two long legs, and supported his forehead weakly with one hand, and some memories just now began to emerge in his mind.

I... Playing a hooligan again?

Just as he was trying to find an excuse to prevaricate, he saw Yao Wangyou staring at his stomach as if he had been frightened, with both hands clutching the bed sheet, the collar of his pajamas turned up, his eyes were red, what happened to him last night he looks like...

But it seems that the place where the medicine jar is staring is not the stomach, why are the eyes straight?

Xuan Mingcheng lowered his head in doubt.

In ancient times, there was Jingwei reclamation, and today there is Xuanming City, where the rooster made mountains. The little brother of the CEO was full of energy early in the morning to finish poking people, and he had to meet in person to finish the job.

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Xuan Mingcheng: ...

Yao Wangyou silently covered his face, but in fact, his eyes had been uncontrollably looking through his fingers, staring at a mountain bag so exaggerated that he was a little short of breath.

After breakfast, no matter what Xuan Mingcheng said, Yao Wangyou would only have one answer.

rogue.

"Medicine jar, why don't you rest at home for the next two days." Xuan Mingcheng put on his suit and stopped again when he was about to go out.

He finally mustered up the courage to speak to Yao Wangyou, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa and eating candied fruit, and then he received a disgusted eye knife.

Xuan Mingcheng: ...My heart hurts so much, what should I do.

"I'm a little worried about what happened a few days ago." Xuan Mingcheng walked up to Yao Wangyou and sat down, coaxing in a low voice.

Yao Wangyou glanced at him, moved a little further to the side, and stretched his legs, with a very pure and obvious attitude: stay away from me.

He wrinkled his nose, his stomach was still hot at the moment, he always felt like there was a red-hot iron block on it, and it was still jumping.

Thinking of the "magnificent scene" just now, Yao Wangyou's ears turned red again, and he cursed softly, "Rogue!"

"Okay, I'm a hooligan." Xuan Mingcheng looked soft and helpless, he looked down at Yao Wangyou's white and thin feet, and reached out to shake them.

"Hey!" Yao Wangyou was startled, and quickly retracted her legs.

Xuan Mingcheng frowned slightly: "Why are your feet so cold? Is the heating not turned on enough?" He stood up while talking, picked up the remote control to increase the temperature and wind power, and strode back into the room.

Yao Wangyou tilted his head, and saw a tall figure busy inside, the moment Xuan Mingcheng turned around, he quickly turned his head away: He's a rascal, I'm not interested in him.

Xuan Mingcheng had a panoramic view of this small movement, he slightly bent his mouth, went to the sofa and spread the quilt, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt by his feet: "You watch TV at home, play games or something , if you want to go out, just tell me, I will find someone to follow to be safer."

Yao Wangyou felt Xuan Mingcheng's meticulous thoughts, and his complexion improved a lot, not to mention that he had never been angry...

"Well, what do you want to eat tonight?" Yao Wangyou asked dryly.

Xuan Mingcheng sat down on the sofa, put his hands on Yao Wangyou's sides, his smiling eyes were bent: "I want to eat something good that I haven't eaten before."

"You're quite picky." Yao Wangyou stretched out his hand and tugged at Xuan Mingcheng's face, "A good thing you haven't eaten yet, you are so rich, what good food you haven't eaten yet, would you still like what I made? "

"Where is home-cooked food outside?" Xuan Mingcheng licked his lips, as if he still couldn't get enough of the breakfast just now, but his eyes were fixed on Yao Wangyou, "What about the medicine jar, I seem to be hungry again."

"Go out and buy it yourself when you're hungry, or ask Secretary Qin to buy it for you." Yao Wangyou turned his head and watched the serial drama shown on the TV screen. He didn't listen to a single line, "I didn't know who I was at the beginning, and said I wasn't at home for breakfast."

"Angry?" Xuan Mingcheng looked at Yao Wangyou amusedly, and loved his tantrum, "Yes! Back then I had blind eyes, and I couldn't see Mount Tai with my eyes, so don't bother with me, okay? "

Yao Wangyou didn't say anything, but the upturned corner of his mouth had already betrayed him.

After last night, the relationship between the two seemed to have taken another step forward, and Yao Wangyou couldn't say what was the specific difference.

How should I put it... It should be regarded as a friend in adversity. Although it is only a small tribulation, he already knows that no matter what happens, the man in front of him will rush to his side immediately.

What's more, there is that kiss... No matter how hard Xuan Mingcheng's mouth is and how much he refuses to let go, that kiss is enough to explain many things.

"I'll stew a piece of fish for you tonight." Yao Wangyou sat forward a little, reached out to adjust Xuan Mingcheng's tie, "Your wound is not healed yet, you can't eat poultry, and you should also pay attention to your diet, no lunch is allowed in the company Eat spicy..."

Xuan Mingcheng obediently responded while listening, while looking down at Yao Wangyou's trembling eyelashes.

When others describe the food as delicious, they mean that the dishes are so delicious that they have to eat the plate.

But now he just wants to rub this ingenious medicine pot into his bosom, tease him until his ears are hot and his eyes are red, and then slowly eat him up bit by bit!

"I'm leaving?" Xuan Mingcheng endured the reluctance in his heart, if it wasn't because the company really had something to deal with, he would really be reluctant to take a step away from Yao Wangyou.

Yao Wangyou nodded, and saw the man wrap his arms around him, and he was obediently carried into Xuan Mingcheng's arms, with a fluffy head on his shoulder.

"I'll go home early." Xuan Mingcheng seemed to promise, and then said softly as if comforting, Yao Wangyou only felt a slight numbness on his neck, as if he had been bitten by some bug.

After Xuan Mingcheng left, Yao Wangyou sat on the sofa in a daze. The quilt on his body was covered by the two last night, and there seemed to be residual body temperature inside. He held the corner of the quilt and slowly slid into the bed .

Worrying about Xuan Mingcheng's pressure on the wound in the middle of the night last night, Yao Wangyou didn't sleep well, and now he can finally catch up on sleep.

It's not easy to raise a president.

……

"Hand over the silver!" A man with a black scarf covering his face and a ferocious look held a knife in his hand, pointing the blade at the man in white in a small courtyard with a bamboo fence.

Yao Wangyou glanced at the murderer in front of him, ignored the gleaming sharp blade facing her, and looked left and right.

How did you come back?

This was his original residence. After he had achieved success in medical skills, he was driven down the mountain by his master. He called it fate, but Yao Wangyou always felt that his master knew something.

"Hey, what about you!" Seeing that Yao Wangyou completely ignored his words, the murderer felt that he had been greatly insulted, holding the knife in his hand, his pair of stern eyes showed fierceness.

Yao Wangyou lowered his head, and suddenly began to think about a question.

Are you dreaming now, or have you been dreaming before?

Seeing Yao Wangyou lowering his head, the murderer roared angrily, "Your uncle, if you don't take out the money, I will kill your man!"

Yao Wangyou raised his head suddenly, and saw Xuan Mingcheng fell into the hands of the gangster at some point, a machete with a cold and sharp light was placed on his neck, the sharp blade cut through the flesh, and the wound had already oozes out. Drops of blood.

"Hey!"

……

Yao Wangyou suddenly sat up from the sofa, and instinctively hugged the quilt tightly in his arms. Looking at the familiar scenes around him, he gradually calmed down.

It turned out to be a dream.

He breathed a sigh of relief, got up and drank more than half of the glass before feeling better in his mouth.

After drinking it, Yao Wangyou realized that the cup in his hand belonged to Xuan Mingcheng.

But...it doesn't matter anymore.

He stared at the cup in his hand, suddenly lost in thought.

How could I suddenly dream of such a thing?It's also related to Xuanming City... No matter what Yao Wangyou thinks, he feels a little unlucky. Thinking of the man's injury last night, he feels more and more uneasy. He hurried back to the sofa to find his mobile phone, and opened WeChat to see , I just breathed a sigh of relief.

12:04 noon

Xuanming City: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]

Xuan Mingcheng: [The lunch that Qin Zi bought is so unpalatable...]

2:17 pm

Xuan Mingcheng: 【What did you have for lunch? 】

2:34 pm

Xuan Mingcheng: 【Take a nap? 】

2 minutes ago:

Xuan Mingcheng: [I'm about to leave work, and I'll go home after finishing the remaining few things. 】

A smile appeared on Yao Wangyou's face, and he was about to reply that he was going to cook, when a new message popped up on the top of the screen, which was sent by a private mobile phone number.

[Hello, user with the end number XXXX, we are XX Express here. Since your express package was accidentally lost, we will contact you to ask for compensation. Please log in to the website and fill in the relevant information...]

The author has something to say: cough cough cough, Chinese class:

Mr. Xuan is very energetic when he gets up early, what is the effect? (5 points)

Answer: It paved the way for the happy life of the medicine jar later.