I got the thief boss

At noon the next day, the strong sun shone brightly on the wooden floor, part of it shone radiantly on the bed, and a figure arched on the warm bed.

After a while, an arm stretched out, followed by a leg, then hair like a chicken coop, and then the owner of the chicken coop hair.

Boss Jing got out from the other side of the quilt with his head like a chicken coop. The strong sunlight made his eyes narrow. He reached out to block the sunlight with one hand, and fumbled for the phone on the bedside table with the other hand to check the time. , and then got back into the quilt.

When someone got out again, it was already half an hour later, Jing Luo got up from the bed with a wail, his throat was dry and smoke was coming out, his head was like firecrackers, and his temples were throbbing.

The feeling of a hangover is really uncomfortable. I haven't been drunk for many years. One is that I drink too much, and the other is that I haven't found anyone to drink with me.

After dragging his body forcibly, with his dizzy head on his head, he finished washing, made the bed by the way, and didn't forget to open the window for ventilation, then got up and left the bedroom.

In the living room, Xie Shuyi had just woken up not long ago. He was cleaning up the mess of last night, a pile of wine bottles that were stumbling around. When Jing Luo pushed open the door, he had almost dealt with it.

Seeing Jing Luo coming out, Xie Shu also put the last wine bottle into a plastic bag and said with a smile, "Morning, Boss Jing."

After Jing Luo said good morning listlessly, he sank into the sofa again.

Xie Shu also watched for a while, then got up and went to the kitchen to make him a cup of honey water.

"Here." He handed the honey water to Jing Luo.

"What?" Boss Jing didn't look up, and his voice sounded muffled.

"honey water."

"Don't drink, sweet." Boss Jing didn't move.

Xie Shu also had no choice but to grab Jing Luo's arm to lift him up, then forcefully stuffed the cup into his phone, and ordered: "It's done."

Jing Luo looked at him resentfully, frowned and drank cleanly.

Xie Shu also rubbed his hair with a smile, got up and poured another glass of warm water.

Jing Luo: "..."

Xie Shu also finished settling Jing Luo, and then got up to pack the wine bottles.

Jing Luo looked at the big bag of wine bottles, and asked in surprise, "We both drink this?"

"Otherwise?" Xie Shu also asked back.

Jing Luo changed his posture and nestled on the sofa, and said confidently, "I'm so drunk, I'm afraid you can't even crawl?"

Xie Shu also stopped what he was doing, looked at Jing Luo, "I'm fine, it's just that a certain person surnamed Jing didn't get up after lying on the table for a long time."

"Jing's surname..."

In the middle of the story, isn't this person surnamed Jing the only one...

"..."

I wanted to recall the experience of last night, but I didn't recall anything.

Boss Jing still firmly believed that he could drink a lot, so he uttered three words: "I don't believe it."

Xie Shu also thought about it for a while, before throwing a fatal blow, "If you don't believe me, I can show you."

"Look at what?"

"Video, I recorded a video in case you were not convinced."

"You recorded..."

"???? You recorded a portrait?!!!" When Jing Luo heard this, his hair exploded immediately, and he sat up from the sofa as soon as he slapped it.

"Yes," Xie Shuyi answered as a matter of course, "If you don't believe me, you can check it out, it's on my phone." After speaking, Xie Shuyi was going to take out the phone in his pocket.

Jing Luo sat slumped on the ground, as if she had lost her soul, but when she saw Xie Shuyi's action of pulling out her pocket, she still reacted most instinctively.

It was too late, then soon, Boss Jing threw himself into Xie Shuyi's arms in three steps and two steps, holding his hand tightly with both hands, trying to keep the last trace of his dignity.

Xie Shu also paused, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to support him. After a while, he looked at the flustered person in his arms, and said jokingly, "Are you using beauty tricks?"

Jing Luo glanced at her awkward position, quickly let go of Xie Shuyi's hand, got out of his arms, stammered and said in a panic: "I...I believe it, don't read it."

In fact, Jing Luo still knew how much he was worth. He said that he was not drunk after a thousand cups, but in fact he just drank a few cups with the old men next door. His real level had been laughed at by Zhang Zhou many times.

But he didn't expect Xie Shuyi to look like he didn't want a master who could drink. Who would have imagined that people can't look like that, that's how he can drink.

Xie Shu also looked at Jing Luo looking back and forth at him, and finally couldn't hold back his laughter. There are no videos, they are all children's tricks, but Jing Luo, a three-and-a-half-year-old child, has tried repeatedly.

"What are you laughing at?" Jing Luo turned her head and nestled back into the sofa again, and said viciously.

Xie Shu didn't answer either. He sat on the sofa opposite Jing Luo and said with a smile, "Boss Jing, you're super cute when you drink too much."

"..."

"Fuck off!"

Every time he saw Boss Jing being slapped in the face, Xie Shuyi was overjoyed.

Jing Luo glanced at him, and resorted to his own secret recipe: "I won't cook for lunch today."

Xie Shu also stopped laughing: "Don't worry, seeing you like this, I can't bear to let you cook."

Jing Luo: "So?"

Xie Shuyi: "So the two of us just go hungry and eat together at night."

Jing Luo: "?"

"are you human"

"Just kidding, how can I have the heart to let people who are hungover starve," Xie Shu also deliberately bit down on the word "hangover".

"I cooked porridge for you..."

Jing Luo's disbelief was written all over his face: "You?"

Xie Shu also nodded solemnly, "I've been studying all morning, wait, I'll serve you a bowl."

Jing Luo looked at Xie Shuyi with a somewhat excited expression, and his face was a little ugly

Is this person's food edible?

Then, he comforted himself: Don't panic, hold on, it's just a bowl of porridge.

Xie Shu also enthusiastically put the porridge in front of Jing Luo. Jing Luo took a look, it was sticky millet porridge, and it looked good.

Xie Shuyi: "Shall I feed you?"

Jing Luo: "..."

"You stay away from me."

Jing Luo took a spoonful and put it into his mouth. Before he could swallow it, he saw Xie Shuyi's expression begging for praise.

"Is it good to drink?"

Jing Luo's mouth was bitter, and he couldn't sing the taste at all. He said perfunctorily: "How delicious it is, porridge doesn't all taste the same."

"No, I obviously put something else in there."

"What?" Jing Luo raised his head.

Xie Shu also smiled: "My sincerity."

Jing Luo: "..."

"Don't disgust me, I want to vomit."

At noon today, it was the simplest and most simple health-preserving lunch the two had. Jing Luo drank three bowls of porridge made by Xie Shuyi, and he was full, and the hangover feeling disappeared a lot.

Boss Jing hiccupped and sat cross-legged on the sofa with a satisfied face: "Is it enough to save face?"

Xie Shu also finished the last sip of porridge, and said with a smile: "It's enough to save face, you can try some new dishes some other day."

"You want to cook?"

This person actually wants to cook, and you want me to taste it?

Is this trying to usurp my country?

Xie Shu also nodded solemnly, as if he had made up his mind, he said with great ambition: "I have decided, I can't just keep you busy. From now on, I will also work hard to be a cook."

"..."

"I wish your dreams come true."

After saying this, Boss Jing did a thing that everyone would ask when he was drunk.

He asked, "Didn't I do anything stupid by drinking too much last night?"

Xie Shu also smiled and shook his head, "Of course not."

Just as Jing Luo wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Xie Shuyi say unhurriedly: "Nothing, just compliment me for being good-looking, and say that I am a good person."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Jing Luo, who had an ashen complexion, and added embellishment: "Oh, you still hugged me, and you won't let go no matter how much you pull."

"?!!!"

"Me?? Hug! You?"

"Yeah, she hugged me and kept praising me, and even said that it's nice to meet me."

"..."

Jing Luo twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, "Drunk nonsense, no...don't take it seriously."

"It's not nonsense, it's the truth." Xie Shu also corrected. After finishing speaking, he moved forward, fixed his eyes on Jing Luo, and said with a smile: "I'm so good in Boss Jing's heart. pleasure."

Jing Luo couldn't say a word, so he could only smile stiffly: "Very...very good."

The air fell into silence for a while, Xie Shu also still stared at Jing Luo.

Jing Luo was so embarrassed that she couldn't bear it, and quickly found an excuse: "I...I still feel a little uncomfortable, I have to go to bed again."

Without waiting for Xie Shuyi to reply, Jing Luo fled back to her room as if fleeing for her life.

Xie Shu also looked at the back of Jing Luo who was running away in a hurry, lowered his head and smiled, and after a while, his smile dimmed again, and he looked at the door panel of Jing Luo's bedroom.

silently say

I will protect your fragility

protect you well

Jing Luo rushed back to the room, threw herself on the bed, buried her face deeply in the pillow, and whipped herself mercilessly in her heart, not forgetting to scold Xie Shuyi a few words by the way.

After wailing, Boss Jing fell asleep. This man has a big heart, he thinks about it as soon as he thinks about it, and he can forget about any troublesome things after sleeping.

But there are different types of worries

like this embarrassing thing

Boss Jing chooses to forget

After waking up, Jing Luo yawned, stretched, and washed his face with cold water.

Thanks to the blessing of Boss Jing, the two of them did not eat health-preserving porridge tonight, but with their first experience in cooking, Xie Shu also wanted to give it a try, but was rejected by Jing Luo righteously. The reason for the rejection was that you were still a novice. , Need more practice, let me, the gold medal cook, cook this kind of dinner.

Xie Shu also thought about it and thought it made sense, so he temporarily gave up the idea.

After dinner, the two of them sat on the sofa and played as usual. Boss Jing was pulling his mobile phone, and Xie Shu was also watching TV dramas.

The two exchanged a few words about TV plots from time to time, and joked a few words about the actors' acting skills from time to time, so they were happy and carefree.

***

The 26th of the twelfth lunar month is one step closer to the New Year. After breakfast, the two of them started cleaning early.

The weather is fine today, although the wind is still cold, but thanks to the sun, the sun is slanting, illuminating all living beings on the earth.

"Where do we start?" Xie Shuyi asked while standing in the sun.

Jing Luo stood with his hips akimbo, he thought for a while, and said, "Let's take down the curtains first."

Xie Shuyi: "Okay."

Jing Luo went to the utility room and carried out the small gun. He stood the gun in front of the window and gave Xie Shu a look.

Xie Shu was also taken aback for a moment, then understood, nodded resignedly, rolled up his sleeves and began to climb up.

Jing Luo helped him up from below, and said naggingly: "Be careful, don't tear it apart."

"Yes! Boss!"

The sun shines directly into the room through the window, without the cover of the curtains, both of them can't keep their eyes open.

Jing Luo freed up one hand to block the light, and supported him with the other. He looked up at Xie Shuyi. From this angle, he could see Xie Shuyi's slender legs bent, He stretched out his arms and was untying the knots on the curtains. The sun shone on him, as if plating a layer of gold on him, making his whole body gleaming and extraordinarily gentle.

Jing Luo looked a little lost in thought, and hurriedly looked away after hearing Xie Shuyi's words.

Xie Shuyi said to Jing Luo while he was busy: "Boss Jing, you have a strange aesthetic, and you like this kind of floral curtains."

The curtains of Jing Luo's house are floral series. The beige curtains are engraved with fine patterns, a few orchids are printed on it, and some strange floral patterns are superimposed, with tassels hanging from the bottom.

Jing Luo raised his head upon hearing this, his eyes darkened a little, and his voice was flat: "My mother picked it."

Xie Shu was stunned for a moment, his hands froze, but he returned to normal immediately. He smiled and said, "Auntie has really good eyesight, she is very beautiful."

Jing Luo also twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, but didn't speak any more.

After finishing their work, the curtains were thrown into the washing machine, and the two went to clean the glass.

Xie Shu is also a complete layman when it comes to housework.

In the words of Boss Jing, he is not a rich young master with fireworks on earth.

Xie Shu also stood aside and watched Jing Luo wipe the glass.

"What's the use of you?" Jing Luo asked angrily while cleaning the glass.

"It's pleasing to the eye." Xie Shuyi said shamelessly.

Jing Luo rolled his eyes at him, and reached for the newspaper on the window sill.

Xie Shu also had good eyesight, so he quickly took it and handed it to him.

"Not bad, it's still useful."

"I'm much more useful."

"for example?"

Xie Shu also thought for a while, then approached Jing Luo with a smile, and whispered, "For example, taking pictures and videos."

After finishing speaking, he distanced himself from Jing Luo, and said with a dignified face, "I can be Boss Jing's personal paparazzi, responsible for recording Boss Jing's drunken..."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Luo kicked Xie Shuyi's ass, threatening: "You are finished."

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