The sick and delicate boss was tortured into a strict wife

The fat man curled his lips: "Hey, boss, don't talk about second child, whoever thinks wrong first, don't you have a B number in your heart?"

Wei Junyi: "Cheng Zi, you don't think I'm..."

Bai Yuchen quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, brother Chen, why would I think that way? I'm not that kind of person, and you're not that kind of person either. As for the fat man, he's already useless, so don't worry about it. By the way, what do you want to eat for lunch?" ?”

Wei Junyi: "....Eat whatever you want, I can do it." Did the topic change too bluntly, Brother Chen?

Well, changing the subject brought me a difficult problem. I am most afraid of hearing the word "casual" when entertaining guests.It should be said that no matter what, Bai Yuchen doesn't like these two words coming out of other people's mouths.

It's so annoying.

The road became narrower and narrower, and when they reached the entrance of the alley, Yang Jia asked Wei Junyi to stop the car, and it was impossible to drive inside, so it would not be worthwhile to scratch the car.There was not too far left and right, so he took Wei Junyi out of the car and walked on foot.

This is where Yang Jia lived. This time Bai Yuchen was hospitalized, Yang Jia thought a lot, and if Bai Yuchen was left to fend for himself, he felt that Bai Yuchen would not survive the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Of course, these are all Yang Jia's personal thoughts. Bai Yuchen is really not that badass.

But in this world, there is a kind of cold called your mother thinks you are cold.

As for Bai Yuchen, there is a kind of stupidity called fat man thinking he is stupid.

No, Yang Jia pointed to the road and brought Wei Junyi to his place, thinking about bringing a few more sets of clothes home, and watching over Bai Yuchen 24 hours a day.

Yang Jia led the way, while Bai Yuchen and Wei Junyi followed slowly.

The shoes rubbed against the bluestone road under their feet, looked at the wall full of gullies, buckled lightly, and a large piece of wall skin fell off.Buckle again and drop another piece.

Wei Junyi couldn't get tired of it, and he was in a state of being addicted.

"Cheng Zi, the place where you live has a long history."

Bai Yuchen patted Wei Junyi's hand off, and said, "I don't know much about it, my brother has lived in any broken place. But this is not where I live, this is where fat people live. Come on, don't Tighten the buckle and destroy cultural relics, understand?"

Wei Junyi covered his stomach with one hand, patted the wall with the other, and laughed loudly: "Brother, do you dare to believe that this wall is still a cultural relic?"

Unexpectedly, the bricks on the wall were loose, and Wei Junyi's slap directly knocked off a brick, so scared that Wei Junyi quickly stopped.

Yang Jia took a few steps back, bent down with a dignified face, carefully looked at the hole made by the shot, stretched out her hand and retracted it, frowned and took a few steps back, widening the distance between herself and Wei Junyi: "You're done, this has to be done." Fine. Huge amount. Don’t say you are with me when you go out, we can’t afford it.”

Wei Junyi was made a little nervous, "Really? Don't tease me, both of you."

Bai Yuchen replied: "Run, a fine is a trivial matter, and you might end up in jail."

Wei Junyi looked left and right, and punched Yang Jia: "Fuck you, you're pretending like it. If it weren't for the fact that there isn't even a camera here, I would really believe it."

Bai Yuchen let out a chuckle, and seeing Wei Junyi raised his fist again and came towards him, he quickly turned around and followed Yang Jia into the alley.

Then with a sudden brake, Wei Junyi bumped into Bai Yuchen's back straight.

"I'll go! Orange you..."