Accidentally became the little sweet wife of the black-bellied president

"Xiaoyuan, come here and help me. I feel like I'm too sick to stand up." Ji Kaiyang raised his hand and rubbed his temples. He clearly stood firmly, without any signs of shaky.

Jiang Ge frowned, his expression was very bad: "Your acting skills are too bad, wait until you learn how to pretend to be sick, and then lie to others." After speaking, he was about to pull Song Yuan away.

Song Yuan's other arm was held by Ji Kaiyang: "Xiao Yuan, you really don't care about me?"

Before he could speak, Ji Kaiyang had already collapsed towards Song Yuan, with half of his body leaning on Song Yuan: "I have a headache..."

"Jiang Ge, why don't I invite you next time. I'm sorry today." Song Yuan immediately reached out to support Ji Kaiyang, a little worried: "Are you okay? I'll take you to the hospital now."

"it is good."

Ji Kaiyang nodded, and wrapped his arms around Song Yuan's waist.

Xiaoyuan's waist is really thin.

Immediately afterwards, his arms tightened even tighter.

He was a whole lot taller than Song Yuan, leaning on Song Yuan at this moment, looking very uncoordinated.

"Brother Ji, are you okay?" Song Yuan struggled to support Ji Kaiyang's body, and looked towards Xiangyang beside him for help.

Xiang Yang's back tightened, and he quickly said, "I'm going to drive now! Sister-in-law, please support my boss!"

After speaking, he ran away.

"Brother Ji, you, hold on."

"it is good."

Ji Kaiyang nodded slightly, and glanced at Jiang Ge with a livid face, the smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper.

Jiang Ge didn't speak, just stood where he was, his fists clenching loudly.

The black Rolls-Royce had already driven over, and Xiang Yang greeted bravely: "Boss, the car is here! You and sister-in-law should get in the car first!"

Sensing the boss' gaze, Xiang Yang shrank his neck.

Finally got in the car, Song Yuan wiped the fine sweat from his forehead: "Huh, Brother Ji, weren't you fine just now, why did you suddenly become so sick? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, can I lie down on your lap?" Ji Kaiyang said softly.

Song Yuan didn't think much, and nodded obediently: "Oh, good."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuan agreed so easily, Ji Kaiyang raised his eyebrows and lay down obediently.

The milk fragrance on the boy's body is faint, very fragrant, soft, making people want more.

Ji Kaiyang's hand unconsciously hugged Song Yuan's waist even tighter.

A trace of heat rising from his lower abdomen made Ji Kaiyang frown.

Oops...

"Brother Ji? Are you okay?"

"do not move."

Hearing the man's hoarse and deep voice, Song Yuan froze for a moment, but he did not move.

After a few minutes.

Ji Kaiyang sat up straight with no expression on his face, and looked at Song Yuan with complicated eyes: "Xiao Yuan, don't let others touch you in the future, you know."

"Brother Ji, are you okay?"

"Um..."

Ji Kaiyang's voice was still hoarse, he coughed, cleared his throat, and looked out the window.

I don't know if Song Yuan is too sensitive, but he always feels that there is a little more embarrassment in the car.

Inadvertently glanced at a part of Ji Kaiyang that supported the small tent, Song Yuan's eyes seemed to be burned.

He looked away quickly, and immediately after, his entire face was scorching hot.

The atmosphere in the car was more solidified than before.

"Boss, we're here."

Xiang Yang's voice broke through the embarrassment.

As soon as he turned his head, he realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Um, what's going on?

"Boss? Sister-in-law?"

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