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Jin Mei's previous hard work was not in vain.It took only a month, and he was able to stand up and walk slowly in the morning. Although his balance was poor, it was inevitable to stumble sometimes. Aunt Fu cooked Chinese medicine and soup for him in a small stove every day, wishing he could eat ten meals a day.After all, the muscles still grew back a little bit.

Peter and the others often came to see him, from being unfamiliar and resistant at the beginning, to now he would quarrel if anyone didn't come for a few days.In particular, Shao Jiejie made a deal with him. The two of them rolled inside and out like little animals in the North Palace. They were often sweaty and muddy. He looked at it with a smile on his chest and said that it would help restore muscle strength in the morning.On the contrary, without Shao Jiejie teasing her all the time, Jinmei is much cleaner.

Zixi came here a few times and saw that he was wearing pajamas in the early morning, so he took the time to measure him, and found an afternoon to go to the mall to buy things for him.

When he came in with a few big shopping bags, there was no one in the living room. He put the things on the sofa and knocked on the door of the rehabilitation room. When he opened it, he saw that he was doing throwing and catching exercises with the rehabilitation doctor in the early morning.His hair had never been cut, and Jin Mei took a rainbow-colored hair band and tied it in a small braid behind his head. The hair at the temples was wet with sweat and stuck to his snow-white cheeks. At first glance, he looked like a little girl.

He looked back and saw someone coming, as if he had been saved, he stood up and staggered towards the door, halfway through the walk, he turned his head and stared at his big eyes and said, "Can you rest for a while?"

No one can stand him acting like a spoiled child, the doctor looked at his wristwatch and shook his head with a smile, "I always want to be lazy, so go ahead, the bioelectric physiotherapy after dinner is not allowed to make excuses!"

In the early morning, I was still a child at heart, and I could drag it for a while, so I immediately walked towards Zixi waddlingly, "Zixi... um..."

I am reminded every day that Han Ziye is not his father but his brother, Uncle Zhong is not his grandfather but Uncle Zhong, and Jin Mei is not his sister. They are younger than him. These people are all his friends. None of them are uncles. They all have to be called by name. .

He is gradually accepting that his cognition is wrong, he is not seven years old, but 22 years old, although it is difficult, but fortunately he is really good.

Zixi wiped his sweat with his hands, tied his hair behind his ears, and said:

"Look at your brother's carelessness. He can't think of changing your clothes. You probably won't be able to wear your original clothes. I bought you new ones. Do you like them?"

It’s amazing to see in the morning, from the inside to the outside, from clothes to utensils and dolls, there are several sets, there are Rilakkuma series, Winnie the Pooh series, Teddy Bear series and a four-leaf clover series, including towels, toothbrushes and The cute bear head is printed on the underwear.

He grabbed the big teddy bear shopping bag and tilted his head to stare at the pattern on it. Zixi became nervous for a moment, carefully watching his expression, thinking that he was going to think of something.

In the end, he knocked himself on the head after all, raised his head and showed a bright smile at Zixi: "It's great! I like everything very much! Thank you, Uncle...well, thank you!"

He dragged Zixi to look at his exclusive cabinet, which was filled with all kinds of gifts, toys, and gadgets bought by everyone and Ziye, and he showed a very generous look: "If you like it, I can give it to you." You alone!"

Zixi was amused by his expression, he was often like this after waking up, he was petty like a child, but he struggled to show generosity, besides making him more cute, that narrow-mindedness only made everyone happy , except for Ziye, only myself and Shao Jiejie had the honor of seeing his "treasure house".

With this live treasure, Beigong became very lively, often laughing, and his snacks and toys were everywhere.No one wants to leave when they come, and Shao Jiejie simply moved to live with Song Heng. On the one hand, it is convenient to meet Song Heng, and on the other hand, he likes to mess around with Qingchen.

Everyone is very happy, only Han Ziye is the most contradictory.

In the morning, the mind becomes a child, but the body is mature and attractive.A while ago, I stuck to him every day in the early morning, and I had to take care of everything with my own hands. After a day, I was very tired. In addition, Qingchen's body was pitifully thin. One head was supported by a pointed spine, and the bones on his body were protruding. There was a red scar the size of an egg on his chest. He only felt distressed when he saw it, and he had no other thoughts.

But gradually, his body became better and better, his flesh and bones gradually became smoother, his skin became smoother day by day, his cheeks were white and tender, his lips were rosy, and his long black hair became more and more clear and picturesque. like fog.

He didn't realize it, he was still clinging tightly to Ziye, and every day when he came back from the company at midnight, he would throw him into his arms as soon as he entered the house, with his legs wrapped around his waist like a koala bear, hugging his neck and making out Putting his lips against his neck, the sweet breath almost made Han Ziye hard immediately.

And it was even more tormenting when I took a shower at night.

I like to take a bath in the early morning, and Ziye bought a lot of toys for him to put in the big bathtub. He has always been very obedient, staring at the little yellow duck swimming in the water, muttering in his mouth, and lifting his legs when asked, Let me bend over and bend over, whenever Midnight's hand soaked in bath liquid slides over the pink and tender balls and penis, especially the hot buttocks, I always have to restrain my mind and suppress the roughness. snort.

Qingchen is still a child at heart, plus he has seriously injured his vitality, no matter how he touches it, he is still soft. Seeing his innocent and lovely expression, Ziye can't move his hand to wipe the oil no matter what, sometimes he holds his soft waist, I really don't know why Should it be pulled in or pushed out.

When drying off after taking a shower, he can't bear to wipe it hastily and wants to throw the morning on the bed so as to solve his urgent needs. Sometimes in the morning, he will open the snow-white and plump buttocks with both hands to reveal the tenderness inside and complain: "It's not dry here, it's so wet and uncomfortable!"

Han Ziye squirted out nosebleed almost immediately, causing the morning cry: "Daddy is bleeding! Daddy, what's wrong with you??"

Han Ziye was so embarrassed that he hid in the bathroom and didn't know whether to deal with the crying from above, below or the door first, he was extremely frustrated.

But if you want to hand over this beautiful job to someone else, you can't bear it anyway.I had to shut myself in the bathroom every day, imagining the beautiful scenery just now, recalling the passionate panting in the past morning and the beautiful expression during the orgasm, while rubbing the painfully hard organ time and time again, screaming shoot out.

He didn't know how long he could last, he didn't have to do anything in the morning, even if he just looked back at his peaceful sleeping face, sometimes he couldn't help the hotness all over his body and the strong desire rushing through all the veins in his limbs. get up.

The only thing that can relieve the depression is to steal a kiss while he is asleep.

This year's spring is short, summer comes early, and there are many rainy days, and thunder often strikes in the middle of the night.On the first cloudy day in the morning, he felt uncomfortable all over his body. He felt pain everywhere, especially his chest. The doctor gave him infrared hyperthermia for every joint, and asked Jinmei to put a hot towel on him. It was only when his chest became more comfortable that he finally looked forward to Ziye getting off work and coaxing him to have dinner, but after the meal there was a thunderstorm.

He couldn't tell where he felt uncomfortable, he just complained that it hurt, and whenever Ziye pressed it, he said it hurt, so Ziye didn't know whether he was really in pain or just trying to act like a baby, and the toys on the carpet didn't make him happy , Ziye hugged him on the bed, patted, rubbed, coaxed him and finally fell asleep.

The next day was still cloudy, and he refused to let go of Ziye's clothes with tears streaming down his face.Han Ziye had no choice but to ask the doctor if he could skip today's treatment.

The doctor said that he had hurt his heart and lungs, and he would definitely feel uncomfortable if the weather changed, and he would never escape the torment of this old injury in his life.The rehabilitation is basically over. The reason why I am still here is just to use the equipment to relieve his pain. Now it seems that he is happy to do what he wants to do.

After hearing this, Ziye realized that he was not being coquettish, it turned out that it was really hurting, and couldn't help but feel unbearable heartache. How could he not spoil him, so he had to ask Jinmei to wait for him to put on his clothes and follow him to the company.

It was rare for him to make a fuss on the road, and he nestled listlessly by his side, holding the big red apple that Jin Meisai gave him in his hand.Ziye tugged at his little braid, "Will my brother take you to cut your hair after get off work today?"

He stared at the gray sea outside the window, nodded obediently, Ziye couldn't help but embraced him and kissed him on the top of his hair.

This is the first time he has come to this company since he was injured, probably because the fresh environment diverted part of his attention. He walked in the lobby and looked around, opening his mouth wide to the huge one-to-one cruise bomb model. He was wearing a beige round A thin collared sweater and the same style of cotton slacks, with a cute bear logo printed on it, and braids. The employees thought the chairman was holding his girlfriend, but when they looked closely, it was Assistant Han. Suddenly, someone bumped into a pillar. Someone hit someone and documents were scattered all over the floor.

Han Ziye frowned, and the bodyguards behind him hurriedly blocked everyone's view, protecting them into the special elevator.

When we reached the fifteenth floor, someone in the corridor was stunned from time to time, and then they responded and said hello: "Hello, General Manager, Hello, Assistant Han!"

Qingchen timidly held Ziye by his arm, raised her head and asked, "Dad... well, brother, are you the general manager?"

Zi Ye rewarded him with a nod on the tip of his nose, and hummed.

"Who is Assistant Han? Aren't they two big Liu and Xiao Mu?" He pointed to the two black-faced bodyguards beside him.

Ziye didn't know how to answer this question, so he had to change the subject, guess where is my office?

He was immediately distracted and concentrated on guessing.

Fang Ya was startled when she saw the two of them. She hadn't seen Qingchen for nearly a year. Although Zixi and the others had explained the ins and outs, she still couldn't help but see Qingchen's eyes red.

Ziye played tricks on her and said, "This is Fang Ya, Secretary Fang, remember?"

In the early morning, I was a little shy, and said hello in a low voice: "Hello, Secretary Fang..."

He also saw that the seat opposite Fang Ya was empty and cleaned up.There is a blue signature pen in the pen holder.

He stepped forward, picked up the signature pen, tilted his head and looked at it for a while, then turned around and asked, "Whose is this?"

Neither of them knew how to answer, so Fang Ya could only smile and said, "He's on vacation, I'll give you this pen!"

Immediately in the early morning, I was happy, holding some treasure in my hands and putting it on my chest, smiled and said, "Thank you!"

Fang Ya was stunned by his smile, Han Ziye was quite unhappy, "Let's go." He wrapped his head in his arms and dragged him into the office.

Fang Ya rolled her eyes outside, "What did you do long ago, now that you think about the use of being a vat of vinegar, don't you have to raise people like children, hmph!"