The boss wants me to fall asleep every night

Facts have proved that Mr. King is also very cunning.

Little Nightingale, who had been kissed at least a few times, was swayed by his so-called excuse of punishment and reward.

Never thought about why punishment and reward are the same thing.

After arriving home, Shen and Qiu remembered that they wanted to tell Yi Sheng one thing:

"Tomorrow, the recording will, end."

"Everyone wants to have dinner together after the end... Can I, go? Wealth is here too."

After listening, Yi Sheng agreed with a slight smile: "Yes, Jiujiu can certainly go if he wants to."

Shen Heqiu hesitated: "Really, is it possible?"

He always felt that Mr. Yi didn't seem very willing.

He knew that during this period of time, Mr. Yi seemed to have started to sleep poorly again, always waking up in the middle of the night.

Mr. Mingming had already listened to his singing and fell asleep with him in his arms.

Still can't sleep well.

Occasionally, he could feel Yi Sheng standing by his bed, staring at him, as if afraid that he would disappear.

It all started after he came back from Shen's house.

Yi Sheng rubbed Shen Heqiu's head: "Of course."

The child is now more and more sensitive to some of his emotional changes, and if he doesn't pay attention a little, what he wants to cover up will be noticed.

He really didn't want Shen and Qiu to go, he was always worried that uncontrollable accidents like Shen's would happen again.

It was the result of his restraint that Shen and Qiu could record the show as before.

Yi Sheng let go of his hand, Shen Heqiu's soft hair brushed against his palm.

But he couldn't stop Shen and Qiu from doing what he wanted because of his own reasons.

What's more, this matter is also beneficial to Shen Heqiu's condition. Being willing to participate in this kind of gathering is a sign that the communication barrier has improved, and he should not stop it.

Shen Heqiu nodded dubiously.

He rubbed Yi Sheng's hand on his head, hugged Yi Sheng again, and promised softly: "I will be back soon, Mr. Yi, don't worry."

"it is good."

Yi Cheng put his arms around Shen Heqiu's waist, his eyes were half down.

"I'll pick up Jiujiu then."

He couldn't make the same mistake again, and couldn't let his little nightingale make any mistakes under his protection.

On the evening of the second day, the program recording officially ended.

The program team booked a hotel based on everyone's opinions, and the dishes they ordered were also discussed by everyone.

Shen Heqiu had never been to such a dinner party before, and felt that it was a novelty, but they were in a hurry. Fortunately, Zhao Qian was by the side to help watch.

After eating for a while, some people started to drink, and soon everyone was drunk enough to talk with their tongues out.

Shen Heqiu held his own cup, sipped the fruit juice, sat on the sidelines and listened to their nonsense, and smiled quietly from time to time, revealing two small dimples.

Seeing that he wasn't particularly uncomfortable, Zhao Qian felt a little worried and finally put it down.

He sat next to Shen Heqiu, opened a can of beer and drank slowly, while drinking, he looked at Shen Heqiu with his eyes.

Shen Heqiu was so uncomfortable being stared at by him that he couldn't stop laughing, and turned his head to look at Zhao Qian: "You, why do you keep looking at me."

Zhao Qian let out a long sigh, squeezed Shen Heqiu's thin arms, and said in a very resentful tone: "Yi Sheng... is quite good at raising people."

He spoke in such a weird way that Shen and Qiu didn't know whether he was scolding or boasting for a while, so they could only stare at Zhao Qian with a pair of amber eyes in confusion.

Zhao Qian looked at Shen Heqiu's current appearance.

Half a year ago, Shen Heqiu didn't look as good-looking as they do now.

Shen Heqiu's frame is not big. When he was thin, he looked as if he would be blown away by the wind. His face was also pale. He looks good, but it makes people feel heartbroken.

It's different now.

This little face has a bit of cute baby fat, it looks soft and easy to pinch, and its complexion is also good-looking, ruddy, and it looks like it has been well-raised.

It's just... is it going to be a little too red?

Zhao Qian looked suspiciously at the blush on Shen Heqiu's face, and looked down at the cup in his hand: "What did you drink?"

Shen Heqiu felt a little dizzy. He clutched the cup in his hand and reacted for a long time before answering Zhao Qian's words: "It seems...juice?"

Zhao Qian leaned over to hear it.

Good guy, where is the juice, it is clearly fruit wine.

"How much did you drink?"

Why do people look like they are about to get drunk?

Shen Heqiu shook his head: "A cup?"

He thought it was okay, he should not be drunk.

This wine has no alcohol taste, but is sweet, and he quite likes it.

Shen Heqiu thought about it and took another sip.

Zhao Qian was afraid that he would drink too much and get drunk, so after Shen Heqiu took another sip, he took away his cup and refused to let him drink any more.

"What kind of wine do children drink?"

Don't be afraid to drink too much, it will counteract the effect of the medicine you take, and the taste will be almost the same.

Shen Heqiu licked their mouths and obediently did not ask for another drink.

He sat blankly for a while, then suddenly thought of something, lowered his head and started looking for something on his body.

Zhao Qian was already sure that this was a little drunk, he could hardly keep his eyes open, and he didn't know what he was looking for.

"What's wrong, what are you looking for?"

"Rich, rich."

Although Shen Heqiu felt that he was not drunk, alcohol still affected his thinking.

He thought about what he was going to say, and said slowly: "My mobile phone..."

Zhao Qian help him take out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, dumbfounded. Just now, Shen Heqiu only looked into his pocket: "Isn't it here?"

Shen Heqiu took it, squeezed it in his hands, and said "Oh".

He started fiddling with his phone without saying a word.

Afraid that something would happen to him, Zhao Qian leaned his head over to have a look.

The expression on his face suddenly froze.

He saw Shen and Qiu texting Dr. Tao.

Doctor Tao is the psychiatrist who prescribed medicine to Shen and Qiu before.

Shen Heqiu was so drunk that he couldn't read the words on the phone clearly. He poked word by word on the text message interface, and barely finished writing a text message.

As soon as he sent it, he heard Zhao Qian talking to him.

"Are you going... for a follow-up visit?"

Shen Heqiu nodded.

Zhao Qian had a complicated expression: "Didn't you not want to go before?"

In fact, Shen Heqiu should have gone to the hospital for a follow-up visit a long time ago, but he really disliked the hospital and doctors, so he has been procrastinating and unwilling to go.

It's not easy for Zhao Qian to force him, so he can only let him take medicine on time.

But now Shen Heqiu is suddenly willing to go.

Zhao Qian asked softly: "Why do you suddenly want to go?"

Shen Heqiu carefully checked the text message that had been stamped word by word before sending it out.

He held his mobile phone and thought for a while: "I don't want, I don't want him to wait too long."

The bouquet of roses placed by the bed, although Shen Heqiu changed the water every day, it still withered after more than half a month.

The moment he took the flowers from Mr. Yi, he had already decided to get better soon.

Go faster, go faster.

Because Mr. Yi is still waiting for him.

After Shen Heqiu finished speaking, they didn't hold on for long before lying on the table, so drunk that they fell asleep.

Zhao Qian sighed and called Yi Sheng.

He listened to Shen Heqiu chanting "Mr. Yi" in a half-dream and half-awake state, took a sip of his wine, and sighed sadly.

It's over.

This time, it's not pig arch cabbage.

Cabbage also began to learn how to arch a pig.

Hopeless.

Yi Sheng came quickly.

Zhao Qian pointed to Shen Heqiu, who were lying on the table with their eyes closed, and took a newly opened beer with deep knowledge of their achievements, and walked to the crowd who were already drunk to drink away their sorrows.

Only two people are left alone.

"Chirp."

While Shen and Qiu were half asleep and half awake, they heard Yi Sheng's voice.

He was sensitively moved by the tip of his drunken ear, and raised his head from the table in a daze.

"Jiujiu is drunk?" Yi Sheng asked in a low voice.

His voice was close to the ear, deep and pleasant, Shen and Qiu liked to hear it very much.

"I'm not drunk." Shen Heqiu tried hard to open his misty eyes, and said with certainty, "I'm not drunk."

He thought he spoke very decisively, but in fact his voice was already soft, as soft as cotton candy melted in water.

Yi Cheng suppressed a smile: "Okay, you're not drunk."

"If you're not drunk, can Jiujiu still walk by himself?"

Shen Heqiu stood up unsteadily, walked forward a few steps crookedly, turned around and said to Yi Cheng, "Yes!"

Yi Cheng was afraid that he would fall, so he stretched out his arms all the time, vainly protecting Shen Heqiu's back.

Seeing the "S" shape that Shen Heqiu walked out of, he chuckled twice, and went to support him with his hands.

Shen Heqiu thought that Mr. Yi didn't understand what he said, so he emphasized it again: "I can go by myself."

Yi Sheng coaxed him: "Okay, Jiujiu is fine. Then let's go to the car."

Shen and Qiu are very easy to coax, Yi Cheng gave a goal to go to the car, he immediately forgot that he didn't need to be helped, and went to the car wholeheartedly.

In the end, he walked out of the hotel gate, and suddenly squatted down and refused to leave.

His legs felt weak and he couldn't walk.

Yi Cheng saw him squatting down suddenly, thinking that he was feeling unwell.

Just as he bent down worriedly to ask, he saw Shen Heqiu suddenly raised his face: "I can't walk anymore..."

He stretched out his hand and asked softly, "Hug."

Yi Cheng was taken aback by Shen Heqiu's actions, and did not respond in time.

Seeing that Mr. Yi didn't hug him, Shen Heqiu felt aggrieved, and grabbed the corner of Yi Cheng's clothes: "Brother, hug him."

Yi Cheng's ears were numb from this cry, he bent down, picked up the little Nightingale who was acting like a baby because of drunkenness, and hugged him to the car.

Shen Heqiu was hugged by Yi Cheng, but immediately became quiet again, lying on Yi Cheng's shoulder.

It wasn't until I got in the car that I started to feel restless again.

Yi Cheng was so annoyed by his twisting and rubbing in his arms, he had no choice but to hold this little nightingale who had suddenly made trouble tightly in his arms.

He sighed softly: "Jiujiu, don't move. What's the matter?"

Shen Heqiu raised his eyes to look at Yi Sheng, his voice was filled with displeasure, and he stumbled and said, "No, isn't there a reward?"

The faint sweetness of the fruit wine was in his breath, and the lights on the side of the road shone into the car, reflecting his delicate cheeks like sweet milk.

Yi Sheng lowered his head, half of his deep-lined profile was submerged in the shadows, but his gentle and deep eyes were exceptionally clear.

"What reward?"

Shen Heqiu supported Yi Cheng's shoulders, stood up halfway, and gave Yi Cheng a mouthful on the forehead, his slightly wide eyes were full of innocence: "This is the reward."

The author has something to say: the little nightingale who learned to ask for rewards by himself

How can Mr. King hold on?

感谢在2021-01-2621:55:46~2021-01-2720:57:08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 mine: 1 inside;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: ruffian @ 7 bottles; Sempris 5 bottles; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!