I rely on live broadcast to sell elixir

It is deafening and deafening, and the reverberation echoes around the beam.

It was so rare that he was so calm that he was stunned. For a moment, his face darkened visibly to the naked eye.

In the limited life of the big boss, except for the period of drinking milk that he had no memory of when he was a child, he followed Mr. Shen after his parents passed away, and took over the huge business empire of the Bu family bit by bit. , boasting that nothing in his long life can make him panic and discard elegance.

But he was wrong.

With just one word from the little anchor, it turned out to be a raging fire in the dryness of the sky and the dryness of things. It burned people's hearts, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys in an instant.

Ye Yao on the opposite side looked at his face, his hot head finally calmed down as if a basin of water had been poured on it.

He finally tasted what he just said, and he was so excited that he wished he could lift the 300 million table and hide himself in the crack of the floor.

"I..." He opened his mouth and said in a daze, "No, that, I didn't mean that..."

"I just want to care about your love life. You see, we have known each other for so long, and we haven't seen anyone beside you... No, you must not think that I am spying on your privacy! Simple employees treat the boss The thoughtfulness and concern of life... Bah, it's not right either."

Ye Yao said in a nonchalant manner: "I mainly think that your house is deserted. Even if there are servants, nanny cooks, but how should I say, human beings care more about the distance between the hearts... Then what, there must be a like-minded partner who asks warmly, otherwise you will not be able to connect with others at ordinary times." No one to talk to, how uncomfortable! Are you right..."

He talked further and further away, and slowly lowered his voice. In the end, he was so miserable that he closed his mouth embarrassingly, and his heart twitched.

Bu Chong lightly tapped the armrest with his fingers, just watched him quietly, waited for him to calm down, and waited until the whole room was inexplicably filled with an awkward atmosphere, and finally opened his mouth slowly, saying: "Are you finished?"

Ye Yao: "Say, it's over."

Bu Zhong said: "You are quite worried about being an employee, and you also care about whether the boss has a family."

He slipped the words "a life full of peach blossoms" on the tip of his tongue, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Give birth to a precious son early... For your auspicious words, I have to give you a big red envelope."

Ye Yao shuddered, his intuition was unclear: "No, no need..."

The second half of the sentence was swallowed by him and chewed into his stomach.

Bu Zhong leaned over to him.

The distance between them was already very close, and the negligence pressed it even tighter, as if to drive all the air out of this space.

Ye Yao could hear his slow breathing and the faint breath lingering on him, which was a little familiar.

what does it taste like...

He felt his thoughts bogged down again.

But it is different from the panic that just woke up suddenly, this time, it is more like being boiled in warm water, being blown by a warm spring, falling into a difficult net bit by bit irresistibly from the inside to the outside.

Ye Yao soaked in the water in a daze, and it took him a while to react—this smell...why is it so like the smell of grass in the medicine he sold?

Before he could think about it, Bu Zhong said lightly: "Ye Yao."

"Hmm..." Ye Yao tried his best to lean back, and responded with his remaining rationality, "Boss, can, can stay away from me—"

"What kind of partner do you think a person like me should find?"

"……what?"

Ye Yao was stunned.

Bu Zhong didn't get closer to him, nor backed away, just looked at him like this, his eyes seemed to reflect the lights of the galaxy.

Ye Yao somehow thought of the meteor shower pouring down from the top of the screen in Chenguang, such a bright dream.

His voice fluttered: "Just... well-behaved, cute and virtuous?"

Bu Zhong thought for a while, nodded and said, "It makes sense, let's continue."

"Pretty... a bit? Looks depend on your preference?" Ye Yao cleared his throat, came back to his senses, and lowered his body indistinctly, trying to get out of the gap between the two.

"It's not good to eat delivery from a five-star chef every day. Find a girl who can occasionally cook for you to improve your taste." Ye Yao said with a flattering smile.

Bu Zhong didn't seem to notice his small movements, and pondered: "So you should also know how to refine medicine, know some knowledge about medicine, and do some research with me?"

Ye Yao: "Yes, yes, it is easier to communicate with a common language."

"Grow flowers and grass in the yard?"

Ye Yao: "That's right, life is never boring for people with sentimentality."

Bu Zhong followed his train of thought, and said again: "If he can take a look at some minor ailments such as fever and headache, there is no need for a doctor at all."

Ye Yao echoed: "That's right!"

"most……"

"Can you heal my leg for me?"

Bu Zhong's voice suddenly dropped, and Ye Yao's ears froze, and before he had time to react, he subconsciously sensed something was wrong.

"Can cook and make medicine, can heal my legs, very cute, very kind, very virtuous and very interesting." The man stretched out his hand, and pulled Ye Yao who was dodging, and the breath close at hand was soft and undeniable. Linger up.

He smiled softly: "Are you talking about yourself, kid?"

Ye Yao stared wide-eyed, completely shutting down.

Did he hear wrong?Step heavy he he he... you are talking about yourself?

he?Ye Yao?

Revitalize the third life cultivation. Master Ye, who is well-known in the world! ?

Is it someone's mouth, or he can't afford Master Ye's medicine!

"Do you still remember what I told you last time when I was a child?" Bu Zhong looked at the little anchor's blank expression, feeling a little pity in his heart.

He gently pulled him back to the chair, and said: "I have never told anyone about my parents - it is a waste of time and meaningless to tell the pain that I can swallow. It has been a long time , No matter how deep the scar is, it will heal, even if the bottom is rotted into pus, as long as it can’t be seen, it can be regarded as non-existent——I always think so, and I also do so.”

"Until you ask me."

Bu Zhong let go of his hand: "That day, when I looked at you, I suddenly felt that there are some things that seem to be good to say."

Ye Yao couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

This time, this place, this situation, the inexplicable atmosphere made him want to stand up and sing.

He shrinks back quietly, listening to the man say leisurely: "So Ye Yao, you know a secret that no one knows except my closest relatives, don't you... you should be responsible for me?"

"You, you, you!" Ye Yao's tongue was tied, "I, I...responsible?!"

Step by step, he tapped his chest: "Here, I was teased too thoroughly by you."

Every laugh, every approach... No, from the first time I saw this person, he was like a medicine tailored for myself, and there was no salvation other than that.

In Ye Yao's suddenly dilated pupils, the opponent's shadow was clearly reflected, and then...

The warm touch fell on his lips.

Just like a dragonfly touches the lake and leaves at a touch, leaving a touch of warmth but setting off huge waves in the bottom of my heart.

The fireworks that exploded in Ye Yao's mind burned him to death!

It was bland and fiery, obviously only for a moment, but through that little bit of heat, his hands and feet became weak and his breathing stagnated.

relative!Kiss! ?

Bu Chong kissed him! ! !

From an angle that he couldn't see, Bu Zhong's eyes were filled with his flushed appearance from head to toe, and he was full of smiles.

"...Ye Yao, breathe..."

……what?

Ye Yao stared at the scene in front of him in a trance, showing a silly smile.

I heard the helpless tone of the man sighing, and then he was gently hugged, the man patted him on the back like a child, and said: "So stupid."

"I, I'm not stupid..." He retorted reflexively.

However, strangely, the feeling of being panic-stricken at first faded away, and the taste left behind... didn't urge him to push the person away.

"Don't take advantage of me!"

Bu Chong patted his head and noticed that his words were duplicity: "Okay, don't occupy."

Ye Yao gasped: "Then let me go."

"Let go, I'm afraid you won't be able to sit still." Bu Zhong laughed.

"I'm strong!"

"That's because I can't do it. I need Mr. Ye's strong support to sit on the wheelchair." Bu Zhong coaxed him shamelessly, "Please borrow your strength and let me lean on for a while."

That's more or less.

Ye Yao snorted, but involuntarily grabbed the corner of his clothes.

His heart is still pounding, and he can't figure out how the situation has become the way it is now.

He has never been in love, never liked anyone, he died wronged in the first life, and only cared about Qingxiu in the second life. This person in front of him is one of the few people who can break through his defenses and approach him, but at this moment, it seems that he is better than Cen. Wen gave his support something more.

Ye Yao couldn't help but think of that day when Bu Zhong jumped at him without hesitation when facing the mutant.

For him, facing the desperate situation of not knowing that there is such a thing as Qingxin Pill, it is tantamount to risking his life to die, so why... do you want to do this?

For a person who is only his employee in name, and a neighbor he hasn't known for a long time, is it worth it?

"Ye Yao, what are you thinking?"

For a moment, someone in the silent room asked.

"nothing……"

"Oh."

After a while, the man seemed restless and lonely, and asked again: "Ye Yao..."

Ye Yao, who was interrupted trying to sort out his thoughts, was slightly irritable: "What are you doing?"

"You... have you never been in love?"

"Yes..." Huh?What?

Master Ye suddenly became aware that a knife had been stabbed in his heart.

He supported his limp hands and sat up from his arms: "How, how is it possible!"

"Then you..." Bu Zhong let go of him following his strength like a stream, but his hands were still loosely wrapped around his wrists.

His gaze wandered around the little anchor who looked like a red shrimp, and his eyes were naked and pointed.

Ye Yao was a little angry, and felt that the anger was not so confident, so he retorted: "You seem to be very experienced?!"

"I don't have one." Bu Zhong spread his hands openly, "But since you are so experienced, why don't you... teach me?"

When the words fell to the ground, he grabbed Ye Yao's wrist and kissed him again.

Ye Yao: "!?"

"Today's Qixi Festival." Bu Zhong's vague voice came from between his lips and teeth, charming and gentle, "Just treat me as you pampering me."

The author has something to say: Qixi Festival should be a scene.

Happy holidays everyone!