Acting just to flirt with her boyfriend [Entertainment]

When I walked out of the bathroom, I was even more hungry.

Passing by the kitchen and seeing all kinds of dishes on the table, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, he paused slightly in his footsteps, lowered his head and thought for a while before leaning over to carefully look at the meals on the table.

Some dishes are already dry and hard, and they seem to have been cold for a long time.

Probably can't eat it.

Xuan Qi had no choice but to search the kitchen for some leftover ingredients and put them into the rice cooker with a bowl of rice, making out a bowl of simple porridge that can be eaten in the mouth.

The food slid down the throat, and the warm current spread from the stomach to his limbs. Xuan Qi felt refreshed all of a sudden while holding the bowl.

I simply cleaned up the dishes, and then looked at the sky outside, it was completely dark.

I touched my body but couldn't find my phone. When I walked into the room, the phone was dazzlingly bright. When I took it over, I saw that there were a lot of missed calls.

Simply pull down and see that the bright red Boss Song's name is particularly eye-catching, Xuan Qi suppressed the upturned corner of his mouth and tried to look like he didn't care.

Pouted his lips and wanted to call immediately to scold Boss Song severely, why didn't he notify himself in advance.

But the moment he pressed Boss Song's name with his hand, he froze, and immediately died down, pushing and shoving the phone down.

Forget it, let's sleep for a while.

Xuan Qi felt extremely restless at this moment, as if there was a furnace burning in his body, this blazing heat not only tortured his body, but also burned his soul.

Xuanqi is like a traveler walking in the boundless desert. The ten huge suns in the sky continuously release heat and bake the earth. There is not even any evaporated water vapor around, and it is dry.

At this time, he had no energy at all, lying on the sand like a dead fish, he didn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids to look at the sky, and there was nothing around him except the yellow sand blown by the strong wind.

Xuan Qi slowly closed his eyes, imagining that his fish might be lying on the oven, being roasted over and over again, unable to get relief.

He complained vaguely, it turns out that grilled fish is so painful, and I will definitely not eat grilled fish again in the future.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the forehead is cold and seems to be a little wet.

Xuan Qi tried hard to open his eyes, but found that the eyelids could not be opened as if they were fixed by 520. He was anxious, and the touch on his forehead became more intense.

If this is water, it must not be wasted. How can such a precious volunteer be placed on the forehead.

I want to drink water, I want to drink water.

His lips kept moving, but when he opened his mouth, he found that his throat had been roasted long ago, and he could only make a faint hoarse sizzling sound, which was like a sign of ripeness.

Xuan Qi: "..."

There was no movement for a long time, and the familiar Xuan Qi thought it was his own illusion, so he had to close his mouth to save a little effort.

At this time, I felt someone convince me again, and finally there was a warm and wet feeling on my lips, and finally there was water.

Xuan Qi opened his mouth as much as possible, but due to thirst for too long, his throat was dry and he had already lost the ability to swallow.

After passing through the mouth, the water flows out along the corners of the mouth.

Xuan Qi was in a hurry, although his mouth was no longer dry, but his throat was uncomfortable.

He could even feel the slightest bit of sharp pain, and a faint smell of blood surged up.

Just when he thought he was going to die of thirst, two soft lips moved close to him, and slowly took a sip of sweet water, and the nimble tongue touched his own tip, slowly pushing the water to the mouth of his throat and squeezing it down.

A drop of water slid down the dry throat with difficulty, causing a stronger tingling sensation.

Xuan Qi frowned and wanted to say it hurt, but his mouth was tightly blocked and he could only let out a soft whimper.

With the lubrication of that drop of water, it will be easier to swallow, and the moistened Xuanqi is comfortable now, and I really want to look up to the sky and sigh that water is really a good thing.

Just a sip of water is far from enough to quench Xuan Qi's thirst, but the man is not willing to give himself a second sip, obviously still very thirsty.

Xuan Qi had no choice but to push open his jaw with the tip of his tongue, enter his mouth and sweep it hard, trying his best to absorb every drop of water in it.

After doing this several times, when Xuan Qi finally had enough to drink, the strength he had just accumulated in his body was exhausted, he tilted his head, and fell asleep directly.

In the dimness, it seemed that someone was saying something in his ear, but the voice was too small to hear clearly, so he simply ignored it.

When Xuan Qi woke up again, his eyes were dazzled by the sunlight outside the window, and he blinked for a long time to get used to it.

Turning his head, he saw Boss Song looking at him nervously.

His nose was sour, and even the corners of his eyes were wet. He opened his mouth and said in an extremely hoarse voice, "Boss Song."

Hearing his crying voice, Boss Song hugged him in his arms, feeling a little scared, but his tone was still cold: "What's wrong?"

Xuan Qi was a little uncomfortable being hooped, and was suppressed when he moved his body, so he stopped moving, and said softly: "It's okay, but my throat still hurts."

Boss Song's heart shrank suddenly. He really didn't know what kind of mood he felt when he came back and looked at the little thing with flushed cheeks tossing and turning sadly on the bed. He only knew that if there was any accident with the little thing, He will not let go of anyone over there.

Boss Song, who hadn't closed his eyes for two or three days, anxiously called the family doctor.

After a close inspection, fortunately, it was only because of the high fever caused by the inflammation of the wound, and because it was discovered in time that there was no major problem.

Otherwise, he really doesn't know what kind of thing he will do under impulse, although he is not very calm now.

Even though he said it was all right, Boss Song couldn't help worrying why he came back so late.

Resisting the distress, he kissed the hair on the top of the little thing's head, now is not the time to face the main house.

She is her own mother by name, and she has done so many things that a mother should do. Now she intervenes in her own marriage because she feels that she is out of control and anxious.

It's just that he didn't want to complain to the sick little thing about these bad things, Boss Song showed a sorry look on his paralyzed face, and said stiffly, "I'm late."

Xuan Qi tightly grabbed Boss Song's sleeve, buried his face in his chest and took a deep breath: "It's okay, just come back, just come back."

Boss Song felt bad. He blamed others and himself. If he could come back earlier, why would such a thing happen.

I also blame him, why didn't I know how to take good care of myself, and there was blame in my voice: "Why do you take a cold shower."

Xuan Qi just woke up, was startled by him, nestled in his arms with some panic: "No, I accidentally fell asleep while taking a bath."

Boss Song raised his eyebrows quickly: "The injury on your back is not healed, who gave you permission to take a bath."

Boss Song's aura was in full swing. Even when he was sitting, Xuanqi's legs were so weak that he almost burst into tears. He quickly bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "No, I'm just..."

I buried my head for a long while: "I just want to take a shower before you come back."

Boss Song frowned, his hands gripped tightly, and he hugged him helplessly: "You."

Xuan Qi didn't speak, lying quietly in his arms, feeling the morning sickness brought by him from running around, inexplicably felt that it smelled good, and curled the corners of his mouth, in fact, as long as it was Boss Song's body, it smelled good.

Although Boss Song will come a little late, he is still back after all.

Moreover, when he was sick, Boss Song was so nervous that he didn't rest after rushing back, and he was as fierce as a cannibal. He felt sorry for him, so he must like him.

As for the blind date, it was definitely forced by his family, otherwise the phone would have been with the old man, and it must have been confiscated.

Xuan Qi pouted, Boss Song's family really hated him, if the two families meet for dinner in the future, Xuan Yi must make things difficult for them.

As for Boss Song, he will be fined...for serving him in the posture he likes...one month!

After returning this time, Boss Song is as if he is rooted at home, even if he is working at home.

Even if there is a need for a meeting, try to use video conferencing. Like Xuan Qi, Boss Song doesn't even go out of the house.

Xuan Qi, who caused trouble to Boss Song, felt very guilty. He nestled in Boss Song's arms but was unwilling to let him go to work in the company, because it was very good.

But after receiving the call from Director Wen, Xuan Qi panicked, for such a long time he almost forgot that he promised Director Wen to make up the play.

Holding the mobile phone made it difficult, and now the wound on his back is swollen with cold water. If the truth is told, Boss Song is definitely not willing to make up the show by himself, but he has already promised that he will not go.

Reluctantly moving his feet, pretending to be careless, he pressed the TV casually: "Boss Song, do you have anything to do in a few days?"

Boss Song, who was checking emails, didn't raise his head: "So, what do you do?"

Xuan Qi hurriedly shook his head: "No, it's just that you haven't been at home all this time, I just asked the company if it's okay?"

Xuan Qi spoke cautiously, nervously peeking at Boss Song's face, for fear that he might hear something wrong.

"It's nothing." The clattering of the keyboard didn't seem to be all right at all.

Xuan Qi lowered his voice, lowered his head and seemed a little frustrated: "Boss Song, that..."

Boss Song finally raised his head and looked at him suspiciously.

Xuanqi's hands and feet were stiff, he took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to finally say: "I don't want you to delay important things because of me."

Boss Song lowered his head again, and continued typing on the keyboard as if he didn't hear him.

Xuan Qi sat there frightened, didn't know how to put his hands and feet, panicked and didn't know if he should say something to ease the embarrassment.

"You are my big deal."

"Ah?" Xuan Qi was stunned for a moment, and then showed a joyful expression, his face was almost bursting with laughter, and his heart was pounding like fireworks exploded.

Boss Song had never spoken so directly before, Xuan Qi waited for his two shining eyes to look at Boss Song affectionately, and even felt sincere gratitude for the disease in his heart.

If it weren't for this, I'm afraid Boss Song would never say certain things to himself.

The author has something to say: Well, good morning.

Finally said it! !