After marrying a vegetative boss

The venue for the dinner was set at Cuichan.

Cuican is a high-end restaurant, and the per capita consumption is over [-].

If the company hadn't paid the bill, most of the company's employees might never dare to step in here once in their lifetime.

However, Feng Zhuojun has tens of billions of liquidity in his hands, so there is no need to save money on this small gathering, and lower his own style.

He believes that in the near future, he will lead the group of people under him to become the mainstay of an era, and everyone here will be able to freely enter and exit here with their own abilities.

Baiyao quietly followed Feng Zhuojun, like a docile cat.

Everyone else's glasses were filled with red wine of a good vintage, but when it was Baiyao's turn, Feng Zhuojun only ordered a low-alcohol strawberry wine for him, and there were bright red and juicy strawberries adorned on the side of the glass, saying it was fruit wine , in fact only two degrees, more like a drink.

The employees found that it seemed that the boss would be more gentle with the presence of the boss's wife.

Feng Zhuojun is extremely strict in his work and has always been merciless.A face is cold every day, like a machine without temperature.

They also had a secret discussion about whether the pillow person next to the boss would be frozen to death by his humanoid refrigerator in the future.

However, when they met the proprietress, they realized that people really have two faces.

Who is that gentle person serving food to the proprietress?

Who is that person who patiently peeled a plate of sex for the proprietress?

Who is that lady boss who wants to hold a glass for him even after taking a sip of water?

Don't have to eat this meal...

full.

Someone who sprinkled dog food without knowing it took out a tissue and gently wiped it on Baiyao's chin.

"What else do you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

The tone is gentle like a handful of hot spring water, like a blooming cherry blossom, like the wind blowing in a summer night, anyway, it's not like their boss who is so inhuman when he works.

Lin Naiyou rushed out of the classroom as soon as school was over, put on her schoolbag, and ran downstairs quickly before the students in each class left.

Running out of the school gate, panting, he found the car that was responsible for picking him up at home, and stopped to catch his breath after getting in the car.

"Master, are you going home today?"

Lin Naiyou panted heavily, out of breath, and said, "Go, go to Bai Qinghuai's house."

The driver showed hesitation: "The law and order in that place is not good, and the houses inside are small..."

Lin Naiyou was a little unhappy: "Did you not listen to what I said?"

The driver sighed: "Okay."

The clean white car drove through a narrow alley, and the mud puddles formed in the alley due to poor drainage rubbed a circle of stains on the chassis of the car.

However, Lin Naiyou didn't feel disgusted at all, she opened the car door and ran upstairs.

He didn't have the key to Bai Qinghuai's house, so he could only knock on the door outside.

But he knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no movement in the room. For a moment, Lin Naiyou couldn't tell whether Qing Huai was not at home, or if he deliberately refused to open the door.

Lin Naiyou hugged her body, squatted outside Bai Qinghuai's house and waited, knocking on the door from time to time, like an abandoned puppy.

Twenty minutes later, there was a rattling sound coming from the old corridor. Lin Naiyou raised her head expectantly, and saw an unfamiliar face.Yellow-haired, tall and thin, his cheeks seem to be sunken into the bones, and he has a pair of pierced ears.

It wasn't Bai Qinghuai.

Lin Naiyou continued to lower her head.

Unexpectedly, the man stopped in front of him.

Looking at the shadow falling in front of her eyes, Lin Naiyou raised her head in confusion.

Huang Mao looked critically at her, and looked at Lin Naiyou, who was dressed in clothes and shoes, and asked, "Looking for someone?"

Lin Naiyou blinked and stood up."Do you live here too?" he asked.

Huang Mao grinned: "Yes. Do you want to go in?"

Lin Naiyou looked at Huang Mao's lewd gaze, feeling timid.But when he thought that Bai Qinghuai was still inside, he plucked up his courage and said, "Yes."

Huang Mao took out the key from his trouser pocket, and smiled sullenly: "Okay, okay, my good brother will take you in."

Lin Naiyou instinctively took a step back.

The door lock was turned open with a click, Lin Naiyou carefully looked at the door opened by Huang Mao, hesitated for a moment, ran in anyway, and ran straight to Bai Qinghuai's room.

However, when he walked to the door, he found that the room was locked.

Behind him, Huang Mao closed the door, looking at Lin Naiyou standing at the door of Bai Qinghuai's room like a cat watching a mouse.

The young master of a rich family is different, he is white and tender.

Huang Mao walked towards Lin Naiyou with a smile that he thought was handsome but was actually full of scorn.

"Don't knock, this kid is not here, he went out at noon. Why don't you come to brother's room and do something?"

Lin Naiyou turned around and looked at the yellow hair who was walking towards him. No matter how slow he was, he sensed the danger. He pursed his lips: "No, I'll leave first if he's not here."

However, in the already crowded room, Huang Mao's position completely blocked his way to the door.

Huangmao had already walked forward, thinking of grabbing Lin Naiyou's hand, Lin Naiyou stepped back, but the hard touch from the back was already leaning against the wall.

The manipulative yellow hair clasped Lin Naiyou's shoulders at once, and his rough hand with the smell of smoke was about to touch Lin Naiyou's face. Lin Naiyou tried to dodge, but he still couldn't help being touched.

There is a physical vomiting feeling in the body instantly.

However, Lin Naiyou didn't sit still and waited for death. He unceremoniously pushed his leg up, and the kneecap hit the most vulnerable place of Huangmao accurately.This time, it is guaranteed that he will not be able to reproduce for a week.

Lin Naiyou couldn't compare to Huangmao in terms of strength, but when he was a child, he learned a little kung fu from the bodyguards at home. Although he stopped learning after a short time, he still vaguely remembered a few movements in his mind.

Huang Mao is a standard local hooligan who has used real knives in fights. Although he doesn't have a knife on his body now, he still has a life-threatening vigor when fighting.

"You smelly / bitch / son, let me see if I don't kill you."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the stool next to him and threw it at Lin Naiyou. Lin Naiyou was small and nimble, so he dodged quickly, but his arm was still hit by the leg of the stool.

The white and tender skin was instantly scratched with a bloodstain.

At this moment, the door of the house was also pried open, and Lin Naiyou's driver rushed in.

Although the driver is responsible for driving, his predecessor was a mercenary and Lin Naiyou's bodyguard.

Since Lin Naiyou had an accident at the night market, her family had forced her to install a rescue device. Whenever she encountered danger, she could press a small button on her watch to notify the bodyguard immediately.

Huang Mao's three-legged cat's strength was nothing in the eyes of the bodyguards. With one movement, Huang Mao was trampled under him, making him lose the power to resist.

The yellow hair was broken by bodyguards and legs, and was thrown in the living room.

Lin Naiyou was taken downstairs by the bodyguards, and treated the wound with alcohol cotton in the car.

The bodyguard wanted to take Lin Naiyou home, but Lin Naiyou firmly refused.

"No, I'm going to find Bai Qinghuai."

It's easy for the Bai family to find out where Bai Qinghuai is, but because they haven't monitored Bai Qinghuai's location before, the bodyguards don't know that Bai Qinghuai is not at home.

After 1 minute, the bodyguard put down the phone.

"He's at the night market."

When Lin Naiyou found Bai Qinghuai, he was serving food at a barbecue restaurant.

Holding a plate of freshly grilled meat skewers in his hand, he served it to the guests at the table next to him.

After Bai Qinghuai finished serving the dishes, Lin Naiyou ran over and pulled Bai Qinghuai aside: "Are you crazy? You're still injured!"

Bai Qinghuai looked at Lin Naiyou, "Why are you still pestering me?"

Lin Naiyou ignored Bai Qinghuai's indifference, grabbed his arm and said, "Don't do it, follow me to the hospital."

Bai Qinghuai frowned: "You have no right to interfere in my life."

"I have no power, but you should know that I have bodyguards with me, and I can kidnap you if you are kidnapped, and you have no right to resist at all."

In the end, Bai Qingzhen was indeed taken to the hospital by force.

Lin Naiyou called the driver, and the driver came over, without saying a word, he picked up Bai Qinghuai and stuffed him into the car.

Bai Qinghuai's expression was very bad all the way, and it could be seen that he was really angry, angry at Lin Naiyou's self-assertion.

Bai Qinghuai didn't say a word to Lin Naiyou until the hospital finished changing the medicine.

Knowing that Bai Qingzhun hadn't eaten yet, when passing by the bun shop, Lin Naiyou got out of the car and went to buy a drawer of steamed buns for Bai Qinghuai.

Without Lin Naiyou in the car, the bodyguard finally couldn't help but speak.

"If the young master didn't care about you, who would care about your life? Do you know that when you were not at home, he was almost harassed by another roommate in your rental house, and the young master injured his arm. But he was still the first Time chooses to go to you, afraid that you will worry, and the wound has not been treated properly until now. You better think clearly, is it worthwhile to hurt someone who cares about you like this?"

Bai Qingzhun said silently: "I'm not worth it. He shouldn't follow me."

Streetlights come on.

Under the yellow light, Bai Qinghuai saw Lin Naiyou walking out of the steamed stuffed bun shop through the street lights.

Slowly raised his hand to push the door, but retracted in pain, and then changed the other hand to open the door.

The soft little face frowned in pain, but when he walked to the side of the car, he smiled again, as if nothing happened.

The car stopped again at the old residential building that Bai Qinghuai rented. Lin Naiyou didn't say a word, but followed behind Bai Qinghuai firmly, like a little tail that couldn't be shaken off.

When the door was opened again, the yellow hair was gone.

Bai Qinghuai opened the door with a key, took a few books and put them in his schoolbag.

Said: "If you follow me, you will not get any benefits."

Lin Naiyou pursed her mouth: "Why do you need good things to be good to a person?"

Bai Qingzhun raised his eyes: "Are you determined to follow me?"

Lin Naiyou nodded: "Until your injury is completely healed, you won't be able to get rid of me."

Bai Qinghuai sighed lightly: "Let's go."

Lin Naiyou was firm: "Don't go."

Bai Qinghuai asked back: "I won't go home with you?"

In the evening, it was past ten o'clock after the company dinner.

Baiyao accompanied Feng Zhuojun and waited until all the employees had left before Baiyao took Feng Zhuojun's arm: "Let's go home too."

It was already March, but the temperature suddenly dropped at night.

Feng Zhuojun had some wine and couldn't drive, so the two held hands and walked on the road.

Suddenly, something cold fell on his face, Bai Yao raised his head, only to realize that it was snowing again.

This is probably the last snow before the next winter.

Tiny snowflakes swirled under the street lamp, and more and more snowflakes slowly fell. Feng Zhuojun took Baiyao's hand and asked, "Is it cold? Baiyao shook his head, he was wearing a woolen overcoat." , "It's okay, it's not too cold. "

Before I knew it, I walked to the door of a bookstore.

A little girl was squatting outside holding a cardboard box and weeping outside. The two approached and heard a small cat meowing.

The kitten, which was as small as the size of a palm, shrank in the cardboard box, its legs trembling uncontrollably.

Seeing someone stop beside her, the little girl raised her head tearfully.

"Brother, my father won't let me raise it and wants me to throw him outside, but he is still so young, he will really freeze to death, can you adopt him?"

Feng Zhuojun didn't speak, but turned his head to Baiyao.

Feng Zhuojun didn't have much interest in these cats and dogs, probably because his father was too strict with him when he was a child, depriving him of the right to like these small animals since he was ignorant.

It may also be that he has already seen the cutest kitten in the world in his life, and that kitten is beside him, and he can see it at first sight every morning when he wakes up.

"Want to raise it?" Feng Zhuojun asked.He saw the unbearable look in Bai Yao's eyes.

Baiyao nodded: "Hold it back and be a companion with Panpan."