The boss wants me to fall asleep every night

Holding the milk tea, Shen Heqiu looked at Yi Sheng who came out of the ward without blinking.

He had just stood outside the door and heard those ugly curses and roars.

I was stunned for a moment, and even the fear of the hospital was forgotten. I only remembered that Mr. Yi was still inside, and I felt anxious and uneasy.

In the end, it was Cheng Ming who stopped them, and Shen Heqiu didn't go up to knock on the door and went directly into the ward.

When Cheng Ming saw Yi Sheng come out, based on his professionalism as an assistant, he tactfully avoided first and dealt with Yi Pengcheng's affairs.

"Mr. Yi..." Before Shen Heqiu finished speaking, they fell into a big and familiar embrace.

He felt his shoulder resting on the man's chin, and the hot breath sprayed on his neck, and the small section of skin from his shoulder to his neck trembled slightly.

"Jiujiu, I'm a little tired." Yi Sheng's voice was deeper and hoarse than before, which made Shen Heqiu's heart tremble slightly.

Shen Heqiu didn't struggle, he was still holding the glass of cheese with ice in one hand, afraid that it would be cold to Mr. Yi's back, so he carefully put the glass out.

The other free hand also covered Yi Sheng's generous back, and patted it lightly.

Although he doesn't know what happened, but if Mr. Yi feels tired, he can let Mr. Yi lean on him all the time.

Yi Cheng tightened his arms silently, and held Shen and Qiu tightly without moving.

He restrained his overly fluctuating emotions, for fear of scaring his beloved little Nightingale.

It sucks.

Yi Sheng thought to himself mockingly.

After a long time, Shen and Qiu asked softly, "Mr. Yi?"

Yi Cheng hugged Shen Heqiu's hand for a while, he slightly loosened Shen Heqiu's hand, moved back a little, and put his forehead against Shen Heqiu's.

"Ah."

His expression basically returned to normal, and he asked with a slight smile, "Jiujiu, why didn't you obediently wait for me at the milk tea shop?"

The gilded sunlight diffused in from the window in the corridor and reflected into Yi Sheng's pupils, like a flickering spark.

Shen Heqiu stared at the light, and slowly grasped the shirt behind Yi Sheng's back, the arc of the snow-white neck was smooth and graceful.

He timidly said: "Because, I'm worried about Mr. Yi..."

The water droplets on the wall of the milk tea cup slowly slid down and dripped on Shen Heqiu's fingers, making his fingertips tremble slightly due to the ice.

Sensing his slight reaction, Yi Sheng let go of his hand, stood up and pulled Shen Heqiu's hand around him to his body, and wiped off the ice water that fell on Shen Heqiu's slender fingers.

"If you don't drink it, the ice cubes will melt, and the milk tea will become unpalatable."

What Shen and Qiuyuan wanted to ask Yi Sheng stopped on the tip of their tongues, and their attention was diverted. He looked down at the Cheese Berry with many drops of ice water on his hand, only to find that the ice inside had begun to melt.

Nervously, he raised the milk tea in front of Yi Sheng: "I'll drink it for you."

"Give me a drink?" Yi Sheng was a little surprised.

Shen Heqiu nodded, and whispered, "It's sweet, drink it, and feel good."

He asked nervously, "Don't you like to drink?"

Yi Cheng rubbed the back of Shen Heqiu's head, the gloom in his eyes disappeared as if being blown away by the wind, his eyes were gentle: "Don't you want to drink?"

Shen Heqiu shook his head and nodded again: "I drank a little, the rest is for Mr. Yi."

Drink some sweet milk tea, Mr. Yi will feel better.

Yi Sheng lowered his head, and the gentle smile on his lips was reflected on the transparent cup wall: "I'll drink it after you drink it?"

"Little bastard."

Always say these things to tease people.

Shen Heqiu didn't understand, and tilted his head in confusion, as if asking, "Why can't Mr. Yi drink what I've drank?"

The defenseless look made people's desires burn endlessly, suppressing those uncomfortable memories for a while.

Yi Sheng caressed the side of Little Nightingale's fair face, and sighed under his ignorant expression: "Go home."

Yi Sheng only drank some of that cup of cheese berries, and the rest went into Shen Heqiu's stomachs.

So much so that he couldn't even eat dinner.

Aunt Liu was not at home, and Yi Sheng was afraid that it would be too late to make dinner after returning home, so he ordered a restaurant outside.

As a result, I ordered a table of dishes that the children liked to eat, and there were still a bunch left.

This time, these dishes actually entered Yi Sheng's stomach.

On the way back by car after dinner, we happened to hit the evening rush hour.

The car was stuck in the road, and Shen Heqiu had just eaten a full meal, feeling drowsy, and soon fell asleep in a daze.

The setting sun in the sky gradually dimmed, and the last bit of burning color faded away.The street lamps were turned on, and the colorful lights were reflected on Shen Heqiu's profile, mottledly outlining the delicate facial features.

He slept fairly soundly, but when he fell asleep, he unconsciously curled up on Yi Cheng's shoulder, and finally was held firmly in his arms, and slept comfortably all the way.

He didn't even wake up until he reached the gate of the villa.

Yi Cheng pinched the tip of Shen Heqiu's nose helplessly and affectionately: "I slept heartlessly."

Not afraid of being kidnapped.

Perhaps it was because of the sudden stagnation of breathing, Shen Heqiu frowned childishly, and buried their faces in Yi Sheng's shoulders unhappily, trying to avoid things that harassed him.

It's so cute that I want to bully it again.

But in the end, Yi Sheng didn't want to forcefully wake up the child who was sleeping soundly, but just supported the back of his neck and legs, and just carried him out of the car, carried him all the way upstairs, and put him on the bed in the bedroom.

When Shen Heqiu woke up, it was already midnight.

He woke up later in the morning and took his antidepressants later than usual.

Although the side effects of the drug have subsided a lot compared to when the drug was changed at the beginning, the symptoms of sleepiness and fatigue still exist.

Before, Shen Heqiu was anxious because of preparations for the show, so he kept up his energy and maintained his daily practice.

Now that the stage of the show has passed smoothly, I can't help but relax in my heart, and I can't resist sleepiness and sleep for a long time.

Shen Heqiu turned over, sat up from the bed, and blinked their eyes blurred by physiological tears.

He looked at the lamp by the bed, then looked down at the quilt on his body and the sheet under him.

He slept in Mr. Yi's bed again.

Shen Heqiu raised his hand to rub his sleeping face, looked around and found that Mr. Yi was not in the bedroom.

He got out of bed, forgot to put on his shoes in a daze, his round toes curled up on the velvet carpet, and then stepped on the carpet and walked out of the room.

Before Shen Heqiu had an illness and fell off the bed, the floor of the bedroom at home was covered with velvet blankets. Now that it is summer again, stepping on the carpet with bare feet will not feel cold.

So when Shen and Qiu walked out of the bedroom and stepped on the cold wooden floor outside, they realized that they were not wearing slippers.

But he quickly ignored this little thing, because he smelled a little wine.

The light was on in the study and the door was open.

There was an opened bottle of wine on the desk, and the glass beside it was still half full of liquid.

Shen Heqiu picked up the wine glass carefully, and moved the tip of their noses slightly.

The strong smell of alcohol rushed to his face, causing him to raise his delicate eyebrows.

He doesn't like alcohol very much.

"What are you doing?" Yi Cheng's voice came from above his head, with a low-pitched smile, "Want to drink secretly?"

Shen Heqiu was taken aback, and almost dropped the wine glass in his hand, with lingering fear: "I, I didn't drink it."

Yi Cheng took the wine glass from Shen Heqiu's hand and put it back on the table: "The wine is not good."

Shen Heqiu turned their heads, the tip of their noses lingered with the smell of spirits emanating from Yi Sheng's body.

He doesn't like the smell of alcohol, but Mr. Yi smells a little nice.

It's like the feeling of a cold ice cube crashing into the wine.

Shen Heqiu asked in a low voice: "Then Mr. Yi...why do you drink?"

Yi Sheng had already taken a shower, and his normally meticulous hair was slightly damp and was brushed behind his forehead. He was wearing a loose shirt, and he could vaguely see a little plump and smooth muscle line inside the neckline, which was particularly sexy.

He picked up the wine bottle and poured some more wine into the glass. Hearing the child's question, he just laughed and didn't speak.

The strong wine poured into the wine glass exudes a mellow alcohol smell, shaking gently under the light of the study room, reflecting a little brilliance.

Shen Heqiu was a little dizzy from the smell of alcohol: "You, aren't you happy?"

He could see that Mr. Yi was not in a good mood, just like in the afternoon.

Yi Sheng gave his hand holding the wine glass: "I'm a little unhappy."

Shen Heqiu opened his round amber eyes: "Can you tell me?"

"I don't want Mr. Yi, I'm not happy."

Yi Cheng lowered his eyes, did not answer this question, instead put one arm around Shen Heqiu's waist and the other around his neck, easily lifted Shen Heqiu up and put them on the window sill beside him.

"Why don't you wear shoes?"

Shen and Qiubai's feet flinched under Yi Cheng's stare, and the soles of their feet tremblingly bent: "Forget, forgot..."

Yi Sheng sighed slightly, and brought over the dropped slippers from the bedroom next to him.

Then he squatted down, held Shen Heqiu's slender ankle, and put it on his knee to help him put on his shoes.

Shen Heqiu's feet were also beautiful, with skin as delicate as satin, and toenails trimmed cleanly and roundly. When they were accidentally touched, they would instinctively curl up their toes, making them sensitive and ticklish.

The light sprinkled on Shen Heqiu Xue's white skin, like a layer of melted icing sugar, which looked as sweet as human beings.

Yi Cheng helped him put on his shoes slowly, then carried him off the window sill and put him on the chair: "Jiujiu wants to know why I'm in a bad mood?"

Shen Heqiu moved his well-shoeed feet, and said in a soft voice, "En."

He raised his face seriously and stared at Yi Sheng, his clear pupils were full of Yi Sheng's reflection.

People couldn't help their throats shrugging, and the ethanol molecules in the blood became restless in an instant.

Yi Cheng looked at Shen and Qiu, and it seemed that something was about to burst out of the deep pool of quiet eyes.

But in the end he just smiled: "Then tell Jiujiu."

Yi Sheng paused slightly: "I've never told anyone about these things before."

The author has something to say: Successfully stopped children from stealing alcohol (no)

If you are not happy, just say it, and Jiujiu will give you a hug and comfort you obediently.

感谢在2021-01-0617:00:29~2021-01-0717:21:33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 who threw the grenade:. 2;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 inside;

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