King's return

Rong Jian watched as Lin Yanxiu rolled up the sleeves of his expensive suit, wrung out the towel, and rubbed it vigorously on his naked body like rubbing clothes. It's broken."

"It's okay, you have a thick skin." Lin Yanxiu curled up the corner of his mouth, raised his eyelids to look at him, but even though he said that, he took it easy.

Rong Jian continued to stare at him, and after a while, he suddenly asked, "Are you really my boss?"

Hearing this, the man's movements paused for a moment, and Rong Jian heard a soft hum from his nose, before he could speak, he continued to ask, "Instead of my dad?"

"Cough-cough-"

Lin Yanxiu couldn't breathe for a while, coughed violently, and the redness spread from his neck to his cheeks - it was pure anger.

"Bastard Rong Jian! Stop your bad jokes for me!"

Lin Boss burst out a few words from between his teeth, threw his eyes fiercely, and stared at him for a full minute.

Rong Jian pursed her lips and looked at him.

In the end, Lin Yanxiu retreated resolutely under Rong Jian's unchanged double eyelid expression for thousands of years, bit his lower lip in frustration, lowered his head in frustration, changed his arms and continued rubbing wildly.

Seeing the other party panting heavily and raising his voice, Rong Jian still didn't forget to add the word "bastard" with the prefix, looking furious and ultimately helpless, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

But due to some reasons, Rong Jian's facial muscles are still not as developed as his tongue, so when Lin Yanxiu raised his head, what he saw was this expression: =_, =

"...are you cramping?"

Rong Jian replied honestly, "It seems so..."

After a while, Rong Jian finally adjusted, and said again: "You haven't answered my question yet."

"That's right, I'm your boss!" Lin Yanxiu groaned and turned him over, and began to rub his back.

Rong Jian closed her eyes comfortably: "But why do you take care of me like this?" And help me pay for my medical bills... Have money but nothing to do?

Boss Lin's slightly proud Shen Yue's voice came from behind: "Hmph, do you know what's going on?"

"...I was in a car accident, so you couldn't be the one to hit me?"

The movement behind him suddenly stopped, and then Lin Yanxiu roared angrily: "Of course not!!"

For some reason, Rong Jian felt that he heard that there were definitely two exclamation points in that tone.

After a while, the other party's low voice explained: "It was just an accident... You are the signboard of our OP company. I don't know how many game fans out there, and there are competing companies with malicious intentions thinking about you. Especially It was the performance in the last national professional gaming competition... Huh, the vest master..."

The last few syllables were vague, Rong Jian raised his eyebrows: "What master?"

Lin Yanxiu was too lazy to say: "In short, you are the company's cash cow. As the boss, how can I just let you fend for yourself?"

"... Oh." Rong Jian rolled his eyelids, "But... I forgot how to play the game, what should I do?"

It seemed that it took a long time behind me to hear a suppressed angry voice: "You don't want to learn from scratch, you bastard!"

Well, jerk has become a suffix.Rong Jian slowly closed his eyes and thought.

In an instant, Rong Jian asked again slowly: "...What if I can't wake up? As the boss, shouldn't you find another cash cow for the company?"

The man behind was silent for a while, then hummed in a low voice, "I want you to take care of it!"

.. ......

After finally wiping the upper body clean, the two men immediately faced a problem: what about the lower body?

Lin Yan's slender eyebrows were tangled, while Rong Jian was still lying there comfortably, motionless, like a Buddha.

"Can you move your hands? You wipe it yourself..."

Lin Yanxiu soaked the towel in water, washed it, wrung it dry and threw it directly into Rong Jian's arms, turning his face away, a reddish ear tip was exposed in the smooth black hair.

Rong Jian bent down and tried it, then frowned and said, "I can't take off my pants."

Although it was very short, Rong Jian still keenly noticed the red tip of the ear quivering.

Lin Yanxiu twisted his beautiful eyebrows hesitantly. Although this kind of thing has been done before, it was when the other party was unconscious. As for now——

Rong Jian looked contemptuously in his eyes: "It's not that you are being looked down upon, why are you shy."

"Who is the shy bastard?!" As long as he is with this guy, it seems that it is extremely difficult to maintain his demeanor and rationality. Lin Yanxiu rushed forward angrily, grabbed the man's waistband with both hands and pulled it down——

With a clear view, the room was silent.

Boss Lin twitched the corners of his mouth, and turned his back at the speed of light with a flushed face. He didn't expect to use too much force for a while, and accidentally tore off his underwear...

He cursed the bastard a hundred times again in his heart.

Rong Jian fiddled with the towel for a long time, and finally stopped.

"Are you alright?" Lin Yanxiu started walking back and forth with him on his back, his leather shoes rattling - this is Boss Lin's habitual behavior when he is anxious.

"Okay, help me put on my pants." Rong Jian threw away the towel and asked lightly.

He noticed that Boss Lin's back seemed to be stiff for a moment, and finally turned around reluctantly and moved to the side of the bed with an aggrieved expression of "Why does I have to serve you", his eyes wandering.

It was obviously difficult for Lin Yanxiu to put on pants for others. The two of them struggled for a long time, but Rong Jian's legs were inconvenient and he couldn't lift his waist. Boss Lin had to climb onto the bed and sit on the other side's legs. side.

His face was still turned away, Rong Jian almost thought his neck was twisted.

"...and the coat." Rong Jian reminded.

Lin Yanxiu finally straightened his neck. Unexpectedly, after twisting for too long, he immediately felt sore, and said angrily, "You can move your hands!"

Rong Jian's eyes fell on the clothes and vest at the foot of the bed, and said calmly: "My hands can't reach it."

Speechless, Boss Lin had no choice but to grab all the clothes and put them on the other party one by one.

Rong Jian was about to button up the buttons by himself, but unexpectedly, the man waved him away impatiently: "Don't move!"

——So he silently thought in his heart helplessly, the boss is not only irritable and awkward, but also capricious, so difficult to serve.

At this moment, it was noon, Rong Jian glanced out of the window, then turned to look at Lin Yanxiu who was thinking about something.

Until the latter stared at him a little hairy: "What's the matter?"

Rong Jian said slowly, "It's time for lunch."

"...Ha, I've eaten." Lin Yanxiu embraced his hands, inexplicably triumphant.

Rong Jian watched him in silence for three seconds, then slowly turned around and picked up the phone beside the bed, dialed a series of takeaway numbers, and cast a sideways glance at Lin Yanxiu: "Childish."

"..." Lin Yanxiu's face darkened and he didn't know what expression to make.

The two stared wide-eyed for a while, and finally there was a knock on the door of "Tuk Tuk Tuk", but facing a door with no handle at all, of course it opened with a push.

The visitor was carrying the takeaway lunch that Rong Jian ordered just now, and was wearing off-white casual attire. He was slender and tall, with a slight smile on his face, and he looked quite talented.His eyes lingered on Lin Yanxiu for a moment, then fell on Rong Jian who was staring at the box lunch on the hospital bed.

"Why are you here?" Lin Yanxiu naturally put away his angry temper in front of others, and just looked at the unexpected visitor with a cold expression.

The man smiled and said, "You can come, why can't I?" After finishing speaking, he ignored Lin Yanxiu's unhappy expression and walked straight to the hospital bed.

Rong Jian raised his eyebrows slightly: "You also often order boxed lunches? Even the delivery staff recognizes them, can I get a discount?"

The man carrying the lunch box froze for a moment, staring at Rong Jian strangely, and then turned his head to look at Lin Yanxiu after a while: "He... what is he talking about?"

Lin Boss's deep and unpredictable expression was inexplicably full of pleasure and pride of revenge: "He has amnesia, and he doesn't remember you."