My Bai Yueguang and I became rivals in love

Xu Wushi lowered his eyes, glanced at the back of his hand that was slapped red, and licked the corners of his lips helplessly.

He took out his mobile phone and sent Zhou Yan a message he had just edited on the road.

【Call Jiang Che in 10 minutes and do what I told you to do. 】

Jiang Che felt that he might be a little schizophrenic, or he was a scumbag without knowing it, or why he couldn't hold back every time Xu Wushi kissed him.

But it's not right, he's fine with others, but Xu Wushi has the most troubles.

After thinking about it, Jiang Che finally felt that Xu Wushi must have practiced some kind of sorcery, or he himself was transformed from a wild fox.

Otherwise, the ability to seduce people can come easily, and even talking can be a wave of Qiantang River than others.

Li Yi obediently stood on the spot and looked forward to it. Seeing that Jiang Che was the only one coming down the stairs, she asked him, "Little Master Jiang, where is Xu Yingdi?"

Jiang Che thought for a while, "He has diarrhea."

"Oh," Li Yi bit her lip, "No wonder I saw his face turned pale just now, it turned out he was uncomfortable."

Pale... Pale?

Jiang Che wanted to recall, but found that he didn't seem to have looked at Xu Wushi just now, not even once.

Li Yi didn't know what he was thinking, rolled his eyes, and asked tentatively: "Young Master Jiang, what is your relationship with Xu Wushi? You seem to know each other very well."

Jiang Che answered her absent-mindedly, "He is an artist of our company."

"So you are Sheng Xing's boss!"

Li Yi's eyes burst into a strange light, and she approached Jiang Che brightly, "Master Jiang, can I, can I visit your company?"

Fearing that Jiang Che would refuse, she hastily added, "It won't disturb your work, I'll just take a look."

Jiang Che didn't care, "You like it, don't take pictures, just tell me before you go."

"Definitely," Li Yi nodded and took out her mobile phone, "Then let's add a contact information?"

Jiang Che reported a series of numbers.

After adding friends, Li Yi began to fiddle with some things.

Jiang Che stood on one side, staring blankly at the guests downstairs.

After a while, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Zhou Yan muttered something silently, and when Jiang Che answered the phone, he quickly entered the scene and asked anxiously: "Little President Jiang, is Brother Xu with you?"

Jiang Che said "hmm", "He's in the toilet, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. If brother Xu is with you, please take care of him. He just finished the operation."

Jiang Che frowned slightly, "What surgery?"

"He had two stitches on his forehead, because today he rushed to Mr. Zhan to get a birthday picture. He was injured while filming the scene of chasing criminals on the highway and didn't stop. He went to the hospital for stitches after filming. "

"Then I took the medicine and went back to City-B while I was buying food for him. He said he was going to attend your father's birthday party."

Zhou Yan recited every single word, fearing that Jiang Che would catch the clue, he added "Please take good care of Brother Xu" and hung up the phone.

Li Yi raised her eyes and saw that Jiang Che's expression was a little strange after listening to the phone, so she couldn't help asking: "Young Master Jiang, is something wrong?"

Jiang Che lowered his eyes lightly, and put the phone back into his pocket, "It's nothing, I'll go upstairs to see if Xu Wushi has finished reading."

Li Yi: "...Oh."

Jiang Che stood at the door of the bedroom, cleared his mind, and then opened the door according to the password.

The room was quiet, the bathroom was not turned on, and Xu Wushi's suit jacket was draped on the sofa by the door, but he didn't know where he had gone.

Jiang Che walked in and saw that the quilt on the bed was slightly raised.

When he got closer, he found that Xu Wushi was lying on his bed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, with a handsome and quiet face.

Look carefully, it's really a little pale.

If he hadn't answered Zhou Yan's phone call, Jiang Che would have picked him up and pressed him to the ground to rub against him right now.

But after knowing that Xu Wushi had two stitches on his forehead, he couldn't do it anymore.

Walking to the side of the bed, Jiang Che hesitated for a moment, still bent down slightly, and gently brushed away Xu Wushi's forehead hair.

I saw that there was indeed a piece of medical gauze on the other side's left forehead near the hairline.

No wonder the pervert didn't comb his hair up today.

Jiang Che originally thought that Xu Wushi was trying to pretend to be tender, but he didn't expect that he was injured.

Maybe because he didn't sleep well, Xu Wushi's soft long eyelashes moved slightly, and slowly opened his eyelids.

The four eyes met, and before Jiang Che could speak, Xu Wushi lowered his eyelids and said a little tiredly: "I was too tired just now, so I borrow your bed to lie down, don't you mind?"

Jiang Che curled his lips, thinking that even if I mind you would have fallen asleep.

"I don't mind, but don't sleep here, I don't live here tonight."

He said and turned on the lamp by the bed.

Xu Wushi raised his hand and covered his eyes, as if he was not used to the sudden light, "Why?"

"My father is allergic to dog hair." Jiang Che dimmed the lights a little, thought for a while, and said, "If you want to sleep, go on sleeping. I'll call you when the banquet is over."

Xu Wushi gave a low "um" and fell asleep again after a while.

Li Yi was still downstairs waiting for the autograph, Jiang Che hesitated for a moment, and finally closed the door and left.

The birthday party ended at eleven o'clock.

Jiang's father heard that Jiang Che had exchanged contact information with Li Yi, and even asked the little girl to play in his company, so he immediately looked at him with the approval of "a child can be taught".

After the Li family's father and daughter left, Jiang's father urged: "Determine the relationship early, the Li family girl is in good condition."

Jiang Che responded perfunctorily, and when Jiang's father left, he went upstairs to call Xu Wushi.

Xu Wushi slept for more than three hours, and his energy was much better. When he was putting on his coat, he saw Jiang Che's photo hanging on the wall, and asked, "Do you still know how to play tennis?"

Jiang Che turned his head and followed his gaze. It was the third year of high school team competition. Jiang Yu took a picture of him when he walked off the podium wearing a medal. After washing it out, he hung it in the room.

"I was on the varsity tennis team in high school,"

It was probably because Xu Wushi's face was a little pale, and it was rare for Jiang Che to speak without offense, "It's the main force."

Xu Wushi looked at the youthful Jiang Che in the photo, who was not much different from now, his eyes were slightly filled with fiery emotion.

With both hands in his pockets, Jiang Che moved his eyes towards the door when he felt something warm on the side of his neck.

Xu Wushi lightly pecked his slender, white neck, and his voice sounded a bit laziness from just waking up, "You look really good in tennis clothes. I'll accompany you to the tennis court to play when I'm free."

Jiang Che glanced at the white polo shirt and black sports trousers he was wearing in the photo, rolled his eyes and wiped the place he had kissed with his hands in disgust.

"You don't think I look good in tennis clothes, you just want to fuck me naked, pervert."

Xu Wushi smiled, the corners of his lips curled up happily, and a pair of bright eyes revealed deep and gentle emotions.

When Jiang Che drove out of the garage, the housekeeper stood beside him and asked him a little worriedly, "Young master, why don't I follow you there."

"Or take a cook, or you won't have breakfast tomorrow morning."

Jiang Che didn't want to act like a waste snack in front of Xu Wushi who stretched out his hand and opened his mouth for food, so he immediately said displeasedly: "I can cook myself, there are egg noodles in the refrigerator, and I'm not disabled."

"Go up and make some hangover soup for my dad. He'll have to hug the lamppost in the yard and pray for help when it's late."

The butler opened his mouth, seeing that Jiang Che was determined, so he had no choice but to change his words and tell him to be careful.

The car drove out of the Jiang family's mansion, and after about half an hour, it arrived at the downstairs of the apartment.

Little Alaska sat down on the carpet to dry his belly after eating and drinking. When he heard the sound, he turned up and ran to the entrance.

When it saw Xu Wu coming in, it barked twice happily, then rubbed its head affectionately against his suit trousers.

Xu Wushi leaned down and patted its head as if praising it.

Jiang Che closed the door, and just pressed his fingerprint to lock it, when Xu Wushi asked him: "What's the password?"

Jiang Che frowned, "Why did I tell you?"

Xu Wushi grabbed the soft fur on Alaska's back with one hand, and said as a matter of course: "My son lives here, and I know the password. Come and see it when you are free."

"……Neuropathy."

Jiang Che tugged at his tie and said as he walked into the house, "Your son will have to pack up and leave soon, and I won't open the door for you when you come."

Xu Wushi looked at his thin and neat back with his suit jacket off, his eyes sank slightly.

After restraining and restraining again, he resisted the urge to pounce on him and take a bite, and said in a low voice, "Cheche will feel sad when you talk like that, maybe you will be depressed."

Jiang Che paused, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Little Alaska, who was lying on the ground and immersed in the joy of being touched, with complicated emotions on his face, "...Yu, you are paralyzed."

How can a dog be depressed!

Jiang Che opened the closet and took out his pajamas. Just as he was about to go into the bathroom to take a shower, Xu Wushi stood at the door with his dog in his arms and looked at him, "Boss, lend me a set of pajamas, I didn't bring them."

Jiang Che didn't want to talk to him, but seeing the medical gauze on his forehead and Zhou Yan's tearful entrustment, after thinking about it, he found a new set of pajamas that Jiang Yu hadn't removed the tag for him.

Xu Wushi glanced down, but didn't answer, "I want to wear your clothes."

Push your nose to your face!

Jiang Che gritted his teeth, "I wear my brother's too."

Xu Wushi lazily said "Oh", and reached out to take it with some regret.

After Jiang Che took a shower, he took the initiative to take the pillow and quilt to the sofa in the living room.

The apartment only cleaned up the master bedroom to sleep people. Although he didn't want to see Xu Wushi, he still retained his normal sense of not allowing patients to sleep on the sofa.

It wasn't cold tonight, Jiang Che stretched out the quilt, lay down and swiped the web with his mobile phone, within a few minutes, a shadow fell on his head.

Xu Wushi was wearing gray cotton home clothes, and the neckline of the T-shirt was a little too big. As he leaned over, his sexy collarbone and a small piece of firm chest were slightly exposed.

... emmmmm The vixen is here to seduce people again.

Jiang Che's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he pretended to look away casually, staring at the phone and asked impatiently: "What do you want to do again?"