President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

Huo Lan pushed open the door, but the doctor in charge hadn't even caught up.

Liang Xiao shut up in time, let go of the manager and looked up.

Mr. Huo's clothes were not rigorous enough, his suit jacket was open, his chest heaved violently under his shirt, and he was holding on to the edge of the door with one hand.

Eyes fell on him.

"Huo always found out at the meeting in the afternoon."

The butler had just ordered the helicopter to be parked, and came up panting to explain: "I'm afraid it will be too late, so I tried my best to catch up..."

The butler has been in Huo's family for these years, except for the time when Feiyang Pharmaceuticals was at the beginning, it is rare to see their boss Huo awaken to this level of their role positioning.

If it wasn't hard to find a pilot who is qualified to fly a helicopter at night, it might be faster to arrive.

The housekeeper was relieved, but also worried. He looked at Liang Xiao on the hospital bed, and lowered his voice to ask Duan Ming: "Mr. Duan?"

Duan Ming had just asked Liang Xiao to fill him with water, he couldn't recover, he stood at the door, and was dragged by his assistant to apply for the next one, saying that he won 100 million in lottery tickets.

Duan Ming nodded numbly with the housekeeper, covered the assistant's mouth, and dragged him out of the ward.

Liang Xiao held on for a while, his arms were a little loose, and he tried to move, but his whole body softened first.

Huo Lan went over a few steps and held him firmly.

Liang Xiao was wrapped in the cold breath, raised his head for a while, and opened his mouth: "Mr. Huo..."

The attending doctor had already been notified and rushed over. The housekeeper was responsible for explaining, stopped people from the door, and closed the door with considerate help.

There were only two people left in the ward, so quiet that one could hear the regular operation of huge instruments.

Liang Xiao met Huo Lan's gaze, but said nothing.

Huo Lan supported him for a while, took the pillow silently, arranged it for him and put it behind his back, and helped Liang Xiao lean on it.

Liang Xiao didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly grabbed his arm.

Huo Lan looked up.

Liang Xiao slowed down for a while, recovered his senses and smiled, let go of his hand: "...Sorry."

The manager's mouth was wide open, and the incident happened so suddenly that Liang Xiaogang didn't even have time to react.

Now that I think about it, since I got off the plane and decided to go to Mr. Huo's house, his itinerary was obviously reported to Huo Lan earlier.

It's fine in normal times, but during the susceptible period, Huo Lan is especially strict with what he promised.

Last time, Liang Xiao accidentally washed out his impressions after reading it. According to the butler, Mr. Huo has been waiting on the phone until the last second.

"It was my fault, don't blame brother Duan Xiaogong and the others."

Liang Xiao took a breath and raised his head: "It was originally prepared—"

Huo Lan leaned over and hugged him into his arms.

Liang Xiao was stunned, and silenced all the remaining words.

Mr. Huo was uncharacteristically silent today, Liang Xiao was worried, and put his hand on his back: "What's wrong?"

"I'm fine." Liang Xiao was afraid that he would worry about him, so he quickly explained, "The doctor said it's the estrus period. I'm special and can't go into estrus, so I only have the estrus period..."

Huo Lan folded his arms.

The force behind her suddenly tightened, and her intense heartbeat was printed on her chest through the sweat-soaked clothing.

Liang Xiao stopped talking.

After a long silence, Liang Xiao lowered his eyes and smiled: "...Sorry."

"It's up to me." Huo Lan said, "I underestimated your physical condition, so I decided to take over the job for you."

Liang Xiao was really out of energy, and he didn't have enough energy to take the blame, so he shook his head: "I'm fine."

Huo Lan was silent for a while, let go of his arms, and put him back on the pillow.

The arms wrapped around his shoulders were steady, and when he leaned on them completely, he pulled them away gently.

Liang Xiao looked at him: "Mr. Huo."

Huo Lan's pupils froze.

"It's really okay." Liang Xiao looked at his expression carefully, and tried to repeat, "It's a normal omega differentiation cycle."

Huo Lan had already listened to the hospital's remote report on the plane, but his heart was still hanging high, and he couldn't let it go.

Huo Lan narrowed his eyes: "Yes."

Liang Xiao secretly cheered himself up, moved his hand over little by little, and tried to cover the back of Huo Lan's hand.

Liang Xiao himself knew that the people around him suffered from the after-effects of those few fatal incidents, and they were worried all day long, especially afraid that he would have any accidents.

Duan Ming is a beta, and he is used to things happening every three to five days, so it's actually better.

In the eyes of Mr. Huo, a strong and healthy alpha who turned his face with one hand, he might have decided that as long as he was not careful, his weak omega would turn into foam and be washed away by the waves.

Liang Xiao thought about it aimlessly for a while, and then remembered Huo Lan's decision to change the ending for Yun Lian, and his heart ached for no reason.

Liang Xiao calmed down and explained to Huo Lan: "It's not that I don't take myself seriously...I will live well."

Liang Xiao looked at him carefully, and assured him softly, "I'm living well."

If you say this to the manager, the manager will probably be so angry that he will hold up the assistant and hit him [-] times, pointing his shoulders and counting out [-] crimes from beginning to end, and then forcing him to admit his mistakes one by one.

But to Huo Lan, the reasoning makes more sense.

Liang Xiao looked at Huo Lan's cold shoulders under the lamp, and felt uncertain, so he moved his hands back.

Just about to move away, Huo Lan's palm suddenly turned over.

Liang Xiao didn't have time to react, and fell into his hands, tightly wrapped by the clammy palm.

Huo Lan closed his eyes.

Knowing that Liang Xiao had an accident, he was in a meeting,

The call from the program team came in a bewildered tone with a noisy background, explaining intermittently, saying that the artist had an accident and was being rescued.

Before he could ask again, there was another exclamation from the other side, and the phone was hung up hastily in a panic.

……

This has happened twice in a row, Huo Lan didn't want to think about it any more, held Liang Xiao's hand, noticing the temperature difference between their palms, and let go again.

Huo Lan met Liang Xiao's gaze and nodded: "I know."

Liang Xiao really didn't mean to make trouble, he was ready to explain, and he was slightly stunned upon hearing this.

"You can take care of yourself." Huo Lan said, "But there are always accidents in everything."

Liang Xiao hesitated for a while, smiled, lowered his head, and was dragged twice.

Huo Lan reached out to help him: "Cold?"

Liang Xiao nodded: "It's okay."

Liang Xiao's body was weak, the cold wind poured in from the opening and closing of the ward door hadn't dissipated yet, and the hot air that had finally accumulated was almost let out.

The magic attacks in winter in the south, it will take a while to get warm again.

Huo Lan stared at him for a while, then got up suddenly.

Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment: "Is there something wrong?"

"Soon." Huo Lan said, "10 minutes."

Liang Xiao thought for a while, and quickly realized: "You are busy."

Huo Lan came out in the middle of a meeting, and the journey along the way probably made him lose his mind.

Calm down now, the matter that was delayed before will naturally be dealt with as soon as possible.

After delaying the process until now, the management of the forgotten Star Crown is probably still in the conference room, crying and discussing which Ono Omega their president went to find, which is a disaster for the country and the people.

"No hurry." Liang Xiao sacrificed his life for mercy, "I have nothing to do, you can be busy for a while, an hour is fine."

Huo Lan felt that it wouldn't take so long, so he shook his head, turned back before going out, and took off his suit jacket.

Liang Xiao blinked his eyes, and was wrapped up and looked up.

Huo Lan embraced him, told Liang Xiao to sit up a little, and put on his coat for him.

The clear fresh snow smell stained the extraordinarily formal suit jacket, covering him completely and entrapping him in it.

Liang Xiao was in a daze, being wrapped tightly by Huo Lan in his coat, his chest heaved several times at a loss, and he held his breath hastily.

...He kind of wants to harm the country.

Huo Lan tucked up his suit for him, raised his arm slightly, and stopped halfway.

Liang Xiao closed his eyes tightly, praying that Mr. Huo would never rub his head.

Otherwise, in a few minutes, the Star Crown leaders who scolded Ono Omega for harming the country and the people may only have to receive a conference call with Mr. Huo holding Ono Omega.

Prayer was more effective than usual, Liang Xiao was worried for half a minute, when he heard Huo Lan's footsteps stopped at the door, and the door of the ward opened and closed lightly and steadily.

Liang Xiao held his breath for a long time, let out all his breath, and fell on the pillow exhausted.

The housekeeper was still talking to the doctor about the situation, so Duan Ming found an opportunity to sneak in, saw his half-dead posture, and unsurprisingly helped him take off the oxygen mask.

Liang Xiao felt it was a bit exaggerated: "It's not that..."

"As for, after a while, you will be so stimulated that you will be deprived of oxygen."

Duan Ming covered him up: "Didn't you say you want to hug Mr. Huo on the bed?"

Liang Xiao: "..."

Duan Ming knew that his ability to act was only ten barrier levels away from what he said, so he sighed and worried: "What did Mr. Huo do, dealing with the company's affairs?"

Liang Xiao nodded.

"You're really honest." Duan Ming knew that he couldn't do it, so he adjusted the oxygen flow rate for him: "The dishonest omega in the book is crying and telling the boss not to leave."

Liang Xiao was still thinking about the situation just now, when he heard his words, he suddenly felt a little lack of oxygen.

Duan Ming paused: "Is my mouth so good..."

"No." Liang Xiao lifted up his mask and surrendered, "Me too... almost."

Duan Ming widened his eyes in astonishment.

Liang Xiao was embarrassed to tell him again, but he jumped out and severely reprimanded himself at the overall level, holding back for a while: "I have reflected on myself."

"What are you reflecting on?!" Duan Ming dragged him and asked, "What did you almost do just now? What did Mr. Huo do?"

"Boss Huo—"

Liang Xiao took two mouthfuls of oxygen, blushing, "Mr. Huo... put on some clothes for me."

Duan Ming: "..."

Liang Xiao covered his eyes, his neck was so red that he stumbled: "At that time, Mr. Huo... rubbed his head again."

Liang Xiao let out a long sigh: "I might not be able to control it, so I dragged him and cried to tell him not to leave."

"..." Duan Ming couldn't bear to think about the kiss on the door: "It's really... a pity."

According to this development trend, if one day Mr. Huo really presses someone against the door for a kiss, he may have to contact 120 immediately, preparing to give CPR to a Mr. Omega who did not want to be named.

Duan Ming deliberately asked Liang Xiao to keep silent until he kissed Mr. Huo, and he was not allowed to talk about various details with him, but he couldn't help watching the excitement: "Mr. Huo often rubs your head?"

Liang Xiao was stunned: "Brother Duan!"

"I just asked you to rub your head." Duan Ming, "Your reaction made me think I just asked you how many times a day."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Liang Xiao tried his best to slow himself down and regain his composure: "Also—not often."

Liang Xiao couldn't hold it back, the corners of his mouth were tense for a long time, but he still raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Huo...the technique is very good."

Duan Ming: "Huh?"

"I tried it myself." Liang Xiao lowered his head, embarrassed, "It's much better than doing it myself."

Duan Ming looked at him in disbelief, and couldn't help recalling it carefully, thinking about whether he was careless just now and asked some questions that would be blocked.

Liang Xiao coughed: "I'll be back in a while, and I still want Mr. Huo to help me... help me."

Duan Ming couldn't take it anymore: "...OK."

Duan Ming was almost driven mad by these two people, he cursed his heart secretly, and couldn't bear to remind Liang Xiao to recall what he said: "Then you wait a while."

Liang Xiao nodded.

"Don't take off the oxygen." Duan Ming reminded him in a low voice, "Be nice to yourself."

Duan Ming: "It's fine if you don't want us to worry. For Mr. Huo, if you don't need it, you have to be strong, right?"

Liang Xiao froze for a moment, rolled his eyes silently, did not answer, and put on the mask in coordination.

Duan Ming didn't want to persuade him too much, so he clicked to the end, turned around and went out, just in time to meet Huo Lan who came back.

Mr. Huo rarely put on a windbreaker, nodded slightly to the manager, and walked quickly to the bed.

Warm water vapor was still lingering around him, his deep eyebrows and eyes were getting darker, and water was faintly dripping from the tips of his hair.

Duan Ming felt that Mr. Huo might not have just gone to hold a meeting for the leadership of Xingguan.

Liang Xiao also felt something was wrong, blinked, took off his mask, and looked up at Huo Lan.

Huo Lan walked to the bed.

Huo Lan's cool and moist snow was almost completely covered, and it was even more obvious when he took off the windbreaker. The shirt was warm and warm, and the collarbone exposed by the collar was even slightly reddish.

Liang Xiao's chest suddenly stagnated.

Liang Xiao looked at him, blinked hard, and unconsciously became hoarse: "Mr. Huo..."

"I'm not cold anymore." Huo Lan looked at him, "I want to hug you."

Liang Xiao was speechless and hastily closed his eyes.

Huo Lan hugged him tightly.

Broad chest and shoulders were silent and steady, Huo Lan leaned on the edge of the bed with one knee, protecting Liang Xiao's slightly trembling back, and wrapped him in his arms.

"Don't be afraid." Huo Lan patted his head, his voice was very soft, "It's not uncomfortable anymore."