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The clerk's body swayed a bit, but the president didn't expect that his first move was to reach out to help him.That feeling, like picking up something precious, is similar to accidentally prying over the corner of the table and watching your favorite glass bottle roll down with your own eyes, catching it desperately, so as not to let it break.

"What are you doing!" the president asked, almost not recognizing his own voice because the pitch had changed.

The clerk just woke up, and his legs were a little numb, but compared to being picked up by his father to run in the rain when he was a child, this is obviously much better. "Nothing, I..."

"Get up." The president was in great chaos, he lifted the quilt, turned over, and got out of bed, a set of movements was smooth and smooth, and his feet almost stepped on the clerk's lap.He grabbed the shoulder line of his shirt and lifted him with all his strength. The clerk was afraid that he would not be able to lift him up, so he simply raised his legs and stood up, but his already sore calf immediately went numb like an electric shock.

He didn't stop, and his body fell forward, crushing the president's body alive, and pinning him on the big bed.

As soon as the president stood up straight, he fell down.The clerk's face was magnified as he threw himself down, and the three-dimensional facial features jumped in front of his eyes. The two emotions of being tired from not sleeping well and being full of smiles when he saw himself were mixed together, appearing on the pair of eyes. In the eyes that make people hate it.

"You..." His heart beat faster, not only because this person overwhelmed him, "What did you do just now? Are you stupid? Are you stupid?"

The clerk couldn't move both of his legs, which felt very familiar, like being forced to stand in a squatting position after messing with the big brother. "I want to let you relieve your anger once, otherwise it will always be in your heart. My parents said that it is best not to stay overnight if there is a problem between husband and wife. If it is resolved, it will be resolved, and the old score will not be brought up in the future.".

"I..." The president choked again, speechless. For the first time, a person who is good at communication like him got stuck, and his mouth opened for the first time to eat air. He opened it again and again, unable to think of any words to answer, "You Are you stupid?"

The numbness of both legs reached its peak, and even if he didn't move, the little staff could tremble from the soreness.

"You can't use your brain?" The president was still clutching his shirt, completely sober, no one had ever been so honest with himself, so unreserved.The two were so close, his eyes turned into the one that started to flicker, as if being forced back by a force, there was a moment of pain in both his eyes and his heart.

"You can't use your brain?" He heard himself ask again, but his voice was much softer.

The clerk shook his head, nodded again, and waited for a while before answering: "My legs are numb, can you wait a while and get up again?"

The president was stunned for a moment, as if he had something in his mouth, unable to speak out.But he didn't move, just lying on the bed like this, with a person heavier than himself being pressed on him, suddenly, he became irritable, and wanted to smoke a cigarette and squeeze something out of his lungs.

The cigarette case I carry with me is on the bedside table, but I haven't touched it for a long time.Now he reached out to grab it, but it was a little far away, so the president moved his body, hooked the thing with his fingertips, tried not to shake his body, and took out a thin white cigarette.

He was too anxious, and the emotion in his chest rushed out, frightening him, so he had to bite the cigarette holder to cover it up, it was so strong that it didn't matter if he didn't light a cigarette.But just after taking such a dry puff, the clerk's face lying sideways on his collarbone turned in time. With such a small movement, the president immediately removed the cigarette and put it in his hand again.

As soon as this person frowned and blinked, the president knew what he was going to say, and he didn't like smoking by himself.

But the little clerk didn't say anything, just grabbed his flat wrist with protruding wrist bone, pulled it to his face, moved his lips together and kissed the back of his hand.The president dropped the cigarette at once, bent his fingers unintentionally, grabbed the air a few times, and finally used a strong posture to rest softly on the back of the employee's head.

The two lay in bed until the room service knocked on the door before getting up, during which neither of them spoke again.The ironed suit was sent back, the president washed and dressed again, and waited for the clerk to come out of the shower.Two packaged steaks were still on the table and had been forgotten to put in the fridge.

When the dog man came out with a scent of soap locust after taking a shower, the president suddenly recalled the scent on his body. It seemed that he often smelled it when he was in high school. Freshly picked cotton.The two left the room together to check out, the president looked back at his knees, and slowed down his pace again.

After getting into the car, the president fastened his seat belt and drove the car home.The dog didn't make it, so we'll talk about it when we bring it home.

Today is Saturday, when they entered the house, the daughter was playing a game with the nanny, and when she saw the adults came back, she jumped over happily.The president's chest was still bulging, like a dove was hiding its wings and flapping its wings. Once the ribs were knocked open, it would burst out with feathers that could not be retracted.

"Daddy is back, give me a hug!" The daughter stretched out her hand to him.

The president wiped his hands with a disinfectant paper towel, quickly picked her up, and enjoyed the warmth of the child completely relying on himself, and said to his aunt: "Help me make a soup, to nourish Qi, anyway...just enough to nourish." Said After that, he turned around and said to the clerk, "Go back to the room, take off your clothes and lie down, I have something to talk to you in a while."

"Mommy isn't lying down, I want Mommy to hug me." The daughter reached out to the clerk again, and both Dadbi and Mommy wanted it.

"Mommy will hug you later, Mommy...you must listen to Daddy's instructions first." The little staff also wanted to hug her, but obediently went back to the bedroom.

When the president heard him close the door, he felt calm for a while.He put the baby in the child seat and checked her wounds first.This has almost become his nightmare, as long as the scar is not cleaned for a day, it can force him to sleep, eat, and restless.But he didn't dare to show it in front of the child, for fear that his nervousness would affect her.

"Daddy, what's wrong with Mommy?" The daughter looked at the door of the bedroom, wanting the family to be together.

"Mummy..." The CEO turned his head and saw an empty vase in the living room, a beautiful amphora, with a bunch of dried red roses in it.

"Mummy is tired and needs to go to bed." He put on the apron, washed his hands, and touched the child's little doll face, feeling angry and helpless, "He doesn't sleep well at night."

"I see, Mummy is sleepy." The daughter lowered the volume obediently, "Let's not disturb him, sleepy just needs to sleep."

"Well, don't move around." The president was busy in the kitchen with the nanny. He hardly cooks. Now he took out two plates, put the packed steak on the plate, and put it in the microwave.While waiting, he hugged his daughter again, and pretended to check the child's wound casually. It was clearly on her face, but he felt it was on his own.

Will I be laughed at when I go to kindergarten?Will he be excluded when he grows up?He always has such troubles.After a while, the microwave dinged, and he took out a plate and put in another.

It won't go bad after leaving it overnight, right?He first cut a piece with a knife and fork, and tasted it himself.

It wasn't bad and tasted pretty good.So the president cut another piece and put it in his mouth to chew carefully.He is not used to eating fully cooked, but... the taste is not bad.

"Daddy wants more than me." The daughter puffed up in the child seat, opening her mouth like a bird waiting to be fed.The president couldn't help laughing, cut off a small piece, and fed her a bite with a child's fork. "Don't you not like beef?"

The daughter chewed it a few times, and opened her mouth again after swallowing it.The president couldn't refuse the child's request, so he had to cut it again. After feeding the small doll, he went back to the bedroom with another plate to look at the big one.

The little clerk had already stripped off his suit, leaving only his underwear on, and lay flat on the bed obediently.Seeing the president coming in, he wanted to stand up, but was shocked by the boss's eyes again, so he lay down obediently and leaned against the head of the bed.

"Dinner." The president never eats in bed, the last time the egg tart was an exception, but now he passed over the juicy steak.

"Thank you." The clerk took it over. The meat on the plate had been carefully cut into small pieces. He looked at the boss's face while eating, wondering what was waiting for him.

The expression and posture of eating steak are really similar to the little one outside... The president had to admit that his genes were strong, took off his apron, and sat on the edge of the bed, seeming troubled.

"Boss, have you cooked the meal yourself?" The clerk was overjoyed for a while.

"No, I don't know how to cook." The president looked at him coldly, "But I can afford the most expensive microwave oven."

"Oh...it's okay if you don't know how to cook. Many people don't know how to cook now, and neither can my mother." The clerk said with a smile, stuffing a big piece into his mouth.

The president turned his head away again, and turned back after a while, and half of the plate was already eaten. "I drank last night, you..."

The clerk stopped chewing the meat that had just been stuffed into his mouth, and waited to continue listening.

The president didn't know whether to say that he was too good at tutoring or too honest, his mind was so single-minded and he was always out of shape.With such a high IQ, I can't tell if others are joking. "Did you stay up all night last night?"

The clerk shook his head. "Actually, I also fell asleep. I fell asleep when I sat back on my calf, or lay down for a while. I wasn't tired. That's when my dad scolded me."

"Are you really kneeling if I don't let you sleep?" The president looked at him with a little anger in his eyes, as if he was angry that he was too honest and made himself feel uncomfortable for so long.

The clerk lowered his head and put down the fork in his hand.As soon as he put down the tableware like this, the CEO wanted to watch him eat, so his eyes slipped away from the dog man and ran to the lamp.

"I am also an adult." Finally he said with a sigh of relief, "Some things are not all your fault. I am not angry because you failed the college entrance examination, but because you have something to hide from me. You and I started with You don't owe each other, let alone you don't have to be responsible to a stranger."

"It is necessary." The clerk was afraid that he would break up, "It is necessary now."

"I pull people into bed, and children are what I want to have. They are all my own decisions. I can take responsibility for myself and children." The president has long passed the age of being crazy about love, but in his heart The touch surprised him, "Besides, it's not that you didn't leave your contact information, it's just..." But even if I saw the phone number clearly, would I call him?The president himself can't say it well.There are so many intrigues in the businessman's world that he might suspect that this person is trying to blackmail him.

If you really have a child, will you call this person to take responsibility?maybe.

"Anyway, now that this matter has been clarified, there is no need to bring it up again." The president frowned, and suddenly turned around, "But can you use your brain in the future? If you are told to kneel, you can kneel? You can put the food on the plate now." After eating, go to bed quickly."

After he finished speaking, he turned his face away again, suffering from the emotion in his chest bumping up and down.

"Then..." The clerk laughed and asked cautiously, "Then shall we..."

"I didn't say anything, I just said..." The president blushed, so he coughed to cover it up, "We can get along for a while. You can eat quickly, after you finish eating... ask your classmate if he can get some The contact information of the doctor who our daughter sewed the stitches on, the scars don’t always come off, I’m worried.”

"Yes, yes." The clerk had long wanted to settle this matter quickly, and he could not hide other matters. This relationship still has to wait for the president to take a step forward.As soon as the words were finished, the bedroom door was gently pushed open, and the daughter ran in barefoot and threw herself onto the big bed.

"Mommy, I'm here." She quickly climbed onto the bed, burrowed under the quilt, as if she had been trained, and looked at the cut steak on the plate like a greedy cat, "Dad, the teacher said yesterday that the sports meeting is coming, you Can Mommy and I come with me? Let's run together."

"Dad, try your best." The president looked at the big and small dolls sitting side by side, and was really worried that if there was one more doll, it would disappear.

"What about Mommy?" the daughter asked again.

"Mummy..." The CEO thought for a while, "It depends on the situation."

"I can go, I can definitely win the triathlon championship in the sports meeting." The little staff stuffed a big piece into his mouth, "Complete the task firmly. And...we can wear uniform sportswear so that it looks like... A family. Just thinking about it makes me happy."

"Shut up, who and your family, why should I make you happy?" The president doesn't, he wants a suit, a beautiful suit.

That night, the president successfully added the expert's WeChat account, but at first he was a little apprehensive, because after all, it was considered disturbing his private life.But the attitude of the expert was very good, he took the trouble to explain the skin structure of children to him, and also showed him many case photos with the consent of the patient.

Some children's scars were deeper than the daughter's, but miraculously disappeared after two years.The president sent the photo of his daughter's scar again, and he got a reply that it would definitely disappear, so he fell asleep with peace of mind.Sure enough, it's useless to think about it yourself, and you still have to listen to the doctor at the critical moment.

It's just that this doctor is too warm-hearted. Looking at the long replies on WeChat, the president realized that he really met a good doctor.

A month later, the autumn wind was refreshing, and finally it was the day of the baby sports meeting.The president was sitting in the passenger seat. He just sent the doctor a picture of his daughter's scars today, put away his phone, and waited for the dog man to park the car in the parking space.

After the car was parked, he opened the door and stepped down with one foot in sneakers. He was dressed in white sportswear, and he wore a sports wristband where he was used to wearing a famous brand watch.

The clerk in the same white sportswear jumped out of the car, opened the car seat behind, and carried out his daughter who was wearing the same brand of children's sportswear. The two laughed together, saying that it would be difficult to convince the public if they were not related by blood.

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