After dressing as the partner of a disabled boss

Dark clouds overwhelm the environment, and the twilight is heavy.

When eating at night, Wen Zhen is always distracted by what he wants to massage.

The atmosphere is quiet, only the occasional chopsticks are slightly abrupt.

The two sat facing each other, Sheng Zhen looked at the person opposite, and asked with a smile, "Xiaozhen, what's the matter?"

"No."

"Well, then go to my room after dinner."

Wen Zhen was taken aback for a moment: "Why do you want to go to your room?"

Seeing that his eyes were full of confusion, Sheng Zhen smiled and said, "Didn't you say that you want to give me a massage tonight? If you don't want to go, I don't mind being in your room."

Wen Zhen came back to his senses, lowered his eyes and whispered: "Then let's go to your room."

"Ah."

After eating, when clearing the tableware, Sheng Zhen insisted on letting Wen Zhen rest, and he came to clean up.

I can't fight over the pillow, I can only stand aside and watch him move quietly.

Under the incandescent lamp, Sheng Zhen cleaned up the tableware elegantly. Even though he was sitting in a wheelchair, he looked like a nobleman in the [-]th century in the movie, full of coldness and luxury.

Wen Zhen couldn't help thinking, what would a person like Sheng Zhen look like when he got angry?

The answer is self-evident.

A perfect Taoist couple like Sheng Zhen wouldn't be angry at all, he thought.

Sheng Zhen wiped the hands that were stained with water, and then pushed the wheelchair closer to the warm pillow: "Let's go, go to my room."

"Ah."

The wheelchair passed the pear blossoms in the courtyard and went straight to the door.

It wasn't the first time that Wen Zhen came to Sheng Zhen's room, but this time, for some reason, he felt a little stuffy in a trance, as if the whole room was filled with the smell of Sheng Zhen's shower gel, which was so strong that he couldn't breathe.

He collected himself, leaned over and asked, "Do you need me to help you?"

Wen Zhen thought he would refuse, but Sheng Zhen, who was sitting in the wheelchair and looked at him at the same level, smiled and said, "Okay, Xiao Zhen helps me."

How can I help this?Isn't it a direct hug?Wen Zhen thought suspiciously.

Seeing that Sheng Zhen didn't move, he took a deep breath, bent down, wrapped his left hand around his waist, and made a gesture to circle his legs with his right hand.

When his fingertips just touched Sheng Zhen's leg, Sheng Zhen pressed his hand hard: "Little pillow, what do you want to do to me?"

There was a bit of a smile in his voice, and when he heard it, the tip of Wen Zhen's ear turned red.

"No... I just want to put you in bed."

"Huh?" Sheng Zhen teased, feeling the delicate skin under his palm, "It turns out Xiaozhen likes this way."

What?what.. this way?

Wen Zhen feels deeply that Sheng Zhen has been very strange all day today, and this strangeness is especially strong now.

He couldn't help asking: "Then what do you want?"

"I'm holding on to the bracket, just give me a hand."

Okay, we must respect the thoughts of Taoist companions.

Wen Zhen took the support beside the bed, asked Sheng Zhen to support it, and with his help, went to bed slowly.

"I won't scoop up my pants, I'm afraid I'll scare you." Sheng Zhen laughed.

Wen Zhen sat aside and didn't speak.

He touched the knee of the person in front of him with his hand, moved it down inch by inch, and after finding the main acupuncture point, he pressed down lightly: "How does it feel, does it hurt here?"

Sheng Zhen shook his head.

The warm pillow continued to go down, above the calf, and pressed hard: "Where is it here? Do you feel it?"

Sheng Zhen frowned, nodded and said, "It seems to hurt a little."

Only then did Wen Zhen smile: "It hurts here, which means that your legs are still conscious and can feel the pain."

"Well. If I lose even the last trace of perception, I'm a complete useless person." Sheng Zhen's face was light, and his tone was normal.

Looking at Wen Zhen, his heart seemed to be pulled down by something, itching and pain intertwined.

He pursed his lips tightly and said seriously: "Even if I am your partner, I will take care of you for ten years in the next few decades."

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderbolts exploded in the distant sky, and purple lightning came one after another.

A few seconds later, it rained heavily outside the window, and the lights in the entire courtyard went out in an instant after a sizzle.

"Is our circuit so old? Why did it happen just after thunder and rain?" asked Wenzhen, puzzled.

The windows were closed tightly, the curtains were tightly covered, the room was dark and unclear, and there seemed to be a cool breeze squeezed in through the crack of the door.

After waiting for a while, I didn't hear Sheng Zhen's answer.

Wen Zhen approached him and asked, "What's wrong?"

But Sheng Zhen still didn't answer.

In the quiet room, the stimulation of the senses is infinitely magnified.

After listening carefully, Wen Zhen realized that Sheng Zhen was short of breath, as if he couldn't breathe.

He didn't care about manners.

Hold Sheng Zhen's hand directly and feel his pulse: "What's wrong with you?"

After feeling the temperature in his palm, Sheng Zhen's eyes rolled.

He still didn't speak, just grabbed Wen Zhen's waist suddenly, lifted him up, and hugged him tightly.

The two were closer than ever before, and Wen Zhen's right hand was also held tightly by him.

Sheng Zhen rested his chin on the neck of the man in his arms, and his dark eyes were unclear.

Although she knew that Sheng Zhen definitely didn't mean to take advantage of him.

But Wen Zhen's face was still flushed with embarrassment, the tips of his ears were pink/desired/drip, and the exposed skin, maybe only the other left hand that was not held was still of normal skin color.

During the short pulse-taking process, Sheng Zhen's pulse was fine.Wen Zhen thought for a while, but still held back her embarrassment, and asked concerned: "Sheng Zhen, can you tell me what's wrong with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the next moment, two thunderbolts exploded in the sky, startling all the forest birds at night.

Before rebirth, Wen Zhen was already a venerable master who could control supernatural power, so he was not afraid of thunder and lightning at all.

On the contrary, Sheng Zhen not only shook him, but also hugged him even tighter.

Even the tight warm pillow can feel the hard abdominal muscles around his waist.

Wen Zhen endured the heat, and decided to wait for the storm to pass before asking.

In order to prevent himself from being crushed on Sheng Zhen's legs, he could only let Sheng Zhen's upper body cling to him, not daring to use any force.

After waiting for a while, Wen Zhen wrapped his left hand around and patted the person in his arms, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I will be by your side."

If this scene was put before Wen Zhen was reborn, more than half of the disciples in the Shangqing Sect would definitely drop their jaws in shock.

It turned out that the Venerable, who was always watched from afar and not played with indecently, had such a gentle and lovely side.

But this side can only be seen by Sheng Zhen.

When the wind and rain gradually subsided, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Soothing to the back, Wen Zhen's voice became hoarse and thirsty.He wanted to reach out to the bed cabinet to pour a glass of water, but Sheng Zhen still held his waist tightly, not allowing him to break free.

No way, Wen Zhen can only take the opportunity to comfort him and discuss with him: "Sheng Zhen, my voice is hoarse and I want to drink water, can you let me go?"

Fearing that his Taoist companion wouldn't listen, Wen Zhen's ears turned red, holding back his embarrassment, he scratched Sheng Zhen's palm.

Sheng Zhen's Adam's apple hidden in his collar rolled, and he rubbed his head against the neck of the man in his arms before letting go.

It's okay not to rub.

As soon as I rubbed it, the heat from the warm pillow rushed from the soles of my feet to my brain.Before he had time to think, he clutched his neck and shoulders, rolled over and got out of bed.

The hot air, like a ignited flame of war, slowly flowed down his neck and shoulders, and swept across his whole body.

Wen Zhen poured out a glass of water dully, raised his head and finished drinking, then vigorously placed the glass on the table.

After a while, the heavy rain outside the window completely stopped, but the cool summer wind still rushed into the room.

Wen Zhen looked at the person on the bed with a blushing face, and seeing that he seemed to be back to normal, she said, "Then you have a good rest, I'll go back to my room first."

"Don't go." The person on the bed had a hoarse voice, Wen Zhen stopped his movements after hearing it clearly.

"Little pillow, don't go."

"what happened to you?"

The person on the bed lowered his eyes, and his voice trembled: "I'm afraid of the dark, and I won't be able to sleep."

Wen Zhen's heart tightened, and he approached him to compromise and said, "Then I'll stay here with you, and I'll leave when you fall asleep, okay?"

Sheng Zhen didn't speak, but looked at him with deep eyes.

There were too many ups and downs of emotions in it, and Wen Zhen felt a little trembling for no reason.

"it is good."

Hearing his promise, Wen Zhen was relieved.

He sat on the chair beside the bed, let Sheng Zhen lie down, covered him with the quilt, and accompanied him to slowly fall asleep.

In the last minute when his consciousness gradually became blurred, Sheng Zhen looked at the warm pillow next to him where his eyelids were fighting with sleepy bugs.

He thought, what should I do, he not only wants Little Pear Blossom Jing to accompany him, but also wants Little Pear Blossom Jing to sleep with him.

At noon the next day.

Wen Zhen received a call from Li Jun asking him to go to the set.

On the phone, Li Jun's voice was excited and beaming.

After Wen Zhen agreed without hesitation, looking at the only ten yuan left in the phone, she resolutely decided to let Zhou Chen come to pick him up.

Listening to Sheng Zhen's instructions before he left, he couldn't help but want to ask about Ye Wan's strange situation several times

But Zhou Chen didn't give him a chance, he called him and urged him to get in the car.

"I'll wait for you at home, remember to come home on time at night." Sheng Zhen said with a smile.

Warm pillow: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he put a small desk lamp that he bought early in the morning, and stuffed it into Sheng Zhen's arms: "If there is no call at night, and I will be late, don't be afraid. This lamp stores electricity It’s powerful enough to glow for six hours on a single battery, and it’s very bright.”

"Okay." Sheng Zhen took it.

"Then I'm leaving, and I'll be back on time." Wen Zhen looked at his smile, hesitated for a while, and finally gave his mobile phone to Sheng Zhen, "Your mobile phone is out of power, take my mobile phone first. If the desk lamp If the battery is out, you can turn on the flashlight. If there is any accident, just call Zhou Chen, and I will come back immediately."

"it is good."

After watching the thin figure disappear into the alley, Sheng Zhen put down his mobile phone with only 15.00% battery left, picked up the desk lamp in his arms and looked at it.

One rechargeable battery, six hours of light.

Probably only this little pear flower essence would believe this kind of advertisement that deceives children, he thought.

It's still that set.

The actors of the crew are also the same, but Liang Jinxiao, the male lead actor, has been replaced.

Wen Zhen didn't care when she knew about it, she just thought it was because the crew didn't want to use another male actor who was full of black material.

He looked at the strange figure who was talking to Deputy Director Wang in the distance, and asked suspiciously, "Is he the actor who came to play the male lead?"

"Yes." Li Jun took a breath.

"he is?"

"Xu Yilin, it's that child star who made his debut, his acting skills are as fierce as his temper, and he is a powerful actor who often occupies the hot searches, Xu Yilin." The staff on the side immediately explained the confusion.

"Ah."

That seems to be a more reliable actor than Liang Jinxiao, Wen Zhen thought to himself.

In the distance, two people walked towards this side.

As they got closer, the blower blows Xu Yilin's flamboyant short purple hair.

He looks delicate, with a baby face, and although his purple hair is unsuitable, it unexpectedly adds a bit of maturity.

It's just a black leather jacket, which looks a bit like a loved one's family.

Li Jun put out his cigarette and joked with a smile: "Long time no see."

Wen Zhen looked at Director Wang and was about to say hello.

Then Xu Yilin, who had purple hair, wrinkled his face and said irritably, "It's only been two days, long time no see."

The author has something to say: Thank you for watching =3=

Xiaozhen: My perfect Taoist partner is a poor little boy who is afraid of the dark.

Mr. Sheng: Well, you won't be afraid if you want to be hugged and kissed by a little pillow.

Xiaozhen: Vomit.

感谢在2020-11-1320:13:18~2020-11-1415:42:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Mengcijun;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!