The golden wolf dog of the beautiful president

Since his rebirth, Boss Wen has turned his hands around and made waves (?) Everything is under control, and he has never done anything ugly.

... However, during this operation of hanging the wolf, a large cart was overturned.

Never been so humiliated.

He really just wanted to wash and wash himself, never would he have thought that he would not be able to get up while lying on the bed? ? ?

The waist seems to be twisted, just like the 800-year-old iron that was suddenly polished and painted forcibly. It looks intact and beautiful, but in fact it can't stand the beating at all, and it will break when it is folded.

Wen Ci really felt like his waist was going to be broken... Even a little movement would hurt.

Had to call the guy back.

Song Yang was still triumphant and mighty on his front feet, but after hearing his complaint, he immediately knelt on the head of the bed orz got up after kneeling, hurriedly dressed his boss, picked him up and sent him to the hospital.

In the end, as if something serious had happened, Wen Ci's expression changed, and he grabbed the young man's arm violently, as if trying to wring his head off, "First, first wash...the flow came out..."

Song Yang: "..."

The guy twisted his head off by himself, and moved it to the bathroom as a stool. Not to mention, the small stool with cracked wood grains was really similar to Song Yang's head, it was all cracked. of.

Song Yang sat on the low stool, carefully holding Wen Ci in his arms like a baby taking a bath, and let the boss sit on his lap with his head resting on his shoulder.

Then while helping to clean up, he poured scoops of hot water onto Wen Ci's body, patted, patted, and patted gently on Wen Ci's tight and smooth back. During the cleaning process, Song Yang heard several The boss made a small gasp, feeling that there was some serious crime.

The way to reflect is that the big sword can't be controlled at all, and it sticks up again.

Song Yang: "..."

Warm remarks: "..."

Wen Ci was resting on the young man's shoulder, and he really didn't have any strength at all, and he didn't even have the strength to get angry. Now he was uncomfortable after sitting for a long time, so he gasped and told the young man, "Clean up quickly, my waist is really uncomfortable... ...Find some tighter clothes for me to put on after cleaning up."

Song Yang quickly snuffed out his big sword, speeded up the cleaning steps, and when the small voice next to his ear was about to peel off a layer of scalp, he finished the work of catching the horse, and quickly returned to the bed with warmth and wrapped himself up. The last set of tight shirt + trousers.

Wen Ci didn't dare to look at it when he was putting on his clothes. Those sleeves and trousers passed through were all imprints left by the previous guy.

Suddenly I miss the little milk dog from before...

"Don't be like this in the future... I still need to meet people at work."

When Wen Ci said this, Song Yang was buttoning his shirt for him. The young man had a beautiful view. The two plum blossoms were bright red with tooth marks and bloodstains. They were still blooming. The strawberries on his neck were red and Yan fresh.

Song Yang was stunned, and it took him a while to react. He looked at the boss's face that seemed to be reprimanding him, but his face was red. How could he have the slightest lethality to teach his subordinates a lesson?

Song Yang really likes the boss at the moment, he is so cute.

His face couldn't help turning red, he responded, and obediently buttoned Wen Ci's shirt to the neckline one by one, carefully moved the boss's legs to put on the pants, and tucked the shirt into the waistband like usual for a work meeting , Wearing a red plum-colored tie, trying to deceive the ears and compare the bright red strawberries on the neck.

After finally taking care of it, he put his arm through Wen Ci's knee and slowly hugged him up.

Song Yang: "Is it uncomfortable to hold like this?"

Wen Ci: "...a little bit."

Song Yang remained silent, kissed Wen Ci on the forehead, told Wen Ci to lean his head into his chest, and then strode away from the courtyard.

The pace was so fast that he was about to fly, but the person in his arms was held firmly.

When the two came out of the back kitchen and appeared in the cafeteria, everyone was stunned.

Because of the news from Su Heng, there were no outsiders in the restaurant for a long time. At this moment, the "Closed Business" sign is hanging at the door of the restaurant. It has been hanging for more than four hours. From afternoon to night, everyone is in the cafeteria. From afternoon to evening.Among the waiting group were Li He, Li He's eight old friends, Su Heng, and A Tong who brought the boss here by car.

During this period, Li He and his eight acquaintances have been relatively leisurely, with a plate of melon seeds in each hand, and spent almost half of the time discussing what tactics and moves will be used by Chef Song in the first battle, and whether they can kill Li. The knowledge points taught by the master before are put into practice and so on.

No matter how long they had been discussing here with great interest, Ah Tong had killed them with his eyes.

Although at the celebration banquet, the boss almost officially announced his relationship with Song Yang, and his colleagues reluctantly accepted this fact, but Ah Tong couldn't imagine that their powerful, powerful, and omnipotent boss would be a little girl. The submissive little man that the gangster said.

Why don't you behave well, tame the most powerful big boss in the world, and biu him with a face... biu you teapot balls, you fucking want to report this hooligan immediately ╰_╯

As for Su Heng, he was sitting in the corner farthest from Atong and Li He by himself. He had been in a trance for three or four hours. can not tell.

Until Song Yang came out now.

Everyone's gazes were cast in the past.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Never expected the two to show up like this.

I have thought about the way the two pretend nothing happened, I have thought that Boss Wen is very satisfied, and Song Yang is very shy, I have thought that Boss Wen is very shy, and Song Yang is proud, and I have thought about the two Like glue, like paint, looking back to fight again...

It's just like this right now. Didn't, think, think about it, the young man actually just hugged Boss Wen out?

"Hurry up and open the door, Ah Tong is ready to go to the hospital!" Song Yang yelled anxiously.

Everyone was even more startled, and their eyes fell out of shock.

Is it so serious to seek medical attention? ? ?

A Tong jumped up with a wow, wanting to fight Song Yang desperately, "You fuck with our boss!!!"

Even Li He couldn't believe it, so he educated Song Yang: "The master taught you how to make people happy, and didn't let you patronize yourself. What's wrong with Boss Wen?? You broke it?"

"..." Song Yang scolded with a stiff monkey face, "Go away, the boss' waist is a little flashy, open the door!"

Wen Ci also said: "... Ah Tong don't make trouble, drive."

A group of people were silent for three seconds, and then clattered to help open the restaurant door, Ah Tong accompanied Song Yang, and immediately escorted the boss out of the restaurant.

When leaving, Wen Ciyou saw Su Heng watching them quietly at the door of the restaurant under the night.

The man was standing in the place where the light and dark alternated and stared at him. The thumb of his right hand pressed down and rubbed against the knuckles of the index finger, like a small habitual movement.

Following this movement, something dangerous in the man's eyes gradually came to life, revealing undisguised disgust and hostility, which made Su Heng's gentle face turn cold, like a villain.

Wen Ci also stared at him for a moment, the kindness in his light brown eyes was swallowed by indifference, and he didn't look like a good person...

"Boss?" Song Yang noticed his gaze, and looked back suspiciously.

Wen Ci immediately showed a uncomfortable expression, "Uncomfortable."

Song Yang's face was serious, he couldn't care about anything else, and hurried to the hospital with Wen Ci.

Then Wen Ci had no choice but to make an appointment for a week-long waist physiotherapy...

Fang Huan personally analyzed the condition for him, saying that he had too little activity on weekdays, and too much exercise all of a sudden caused a strained lumbar muscle.

Fang Huan didn't know why he, a well-known surgeon, came to analyze this private condition for someone, and even reminded the boy next time to pay attention to the amount of exercise and the length of time, what postures should not be done, what tricks should not be played, etc...

...It made Fang Huan feel that he was about to be admitted to the hospital for myocardial infarction, so he gave a large amount of private medical treatment fee + hush money, and then looked at it with the eyes of Dr. Fang, who is benevolent in his medical skills and rejuvenated.

I have nowhere to vent my anger, I can only hold back orz

Fang Huan had to take a deep breath to adjust his mentality. After solving Boss Wen's personal problem, he paused for a moment, and when he saw that the two were about to leave, he stopped him again.

"Wen Ci, I still have some medical orders to explain, you can stay and listen, but Mr. Song is not suitable to be present, please go out."

Song Yang: "?"

Song Yang looked confused, thinking he had done something bad again, and was nervous, Wen Ci glanced at Fang Huan, and said to him: "It's nothing, it's not an urgent doctor's order, Fang Huan just wanted to chat with me, Go out and wait for me, I'll be out in a while."

"Okay, then talk to the doctor carefully, and tell me if you have any discomfort, don't be embarrassed." The boy said, he was embarrassed, and went out blushing.

Fang Huan immediately asked him, "You know it's not an urgent doctor's order before I tell you?"

Wen Ci's waist is not very comfortable. Right now, he is leaning on the stool with a pillow that Fang Huan stuffed behind him. The pillow is against his waist, and it is much more comfortable to sit on. Wen Ci just sits so comfortably, looking lazy, not talking.

... This state is somewhat similar to the stubborn boss in his previous life who didn't listen to the doctor's words.

Before he could speak, Fang Huan already felt his heart constricted.

However, Fang Huan decided to give it a try. He took a deep breath, stood up from the chair, walked two steps to a place very close to Wen Ci, stretched out his hand, and put his hand on the back of Wen Ci's chair. , The body pressed down and looked at Wen Ci.

Close enough to breathe.

Very ambiguous gesture.

Wen Ci raised his eyes and looked at Fang Huan, his body stiffened, and his face turned cold instantly.

Fang Huan told him in a firm tone: "You have a specific phobia, and in certain situations or situations, you will instinctively feel physical tension and mental tension, such as being alone with others in a dark environment, or like we are now. So intimate."

Wen Ci stared at the doctor in front of him, and sat on the chair without avoiding it, "Didn't you come to this conclusion very early?"

Fang Huan backed away, sat back on the doctor's chair, frowned and asked him, "You are afraid of such things, and you still do it with Song Yang?"

Wen Ci: "Otherwise, I'm talking about a platonic relationship, a marriage with a normal guy without sex/love?"

Fang Huan was silent for a while, "You can go to psychological treatment first, and then have sex with Song Yang after alleviating the symptoms."

Wen Ci didn't refute.

In the consultation room, there was the rustling sound of a pen tip writing on the case. It was Dr. Fang who was frowning and writing a warm case. Fang Huan felt a headache, "...you are too impatient. Your waist injury is actually related to your being too nervous, It's also related to being too tight, Wen Ci, you are not suitable for too long or intense sex/life, I suggest you properly reject Song Yang in this respect."

Wen Ci retorted: "He is already very gentle, but it takes a little longer, I think there is no problem."

Here we come, the former Boss Wen who made the doctor's head hurt is back... Fang Huan frowned so much that he could kill a fly, and glared at him, "Are you not going to listen to the doctor again? Tell the truth, today you and Song Yang had sex, was the process pleasant?"

Wen Ci: "Except for being a little tiring, it's okay."

Fang Huan: "There is no stress trauma reaction?"

Wen Ci paused, and replied: "I can adjust."

Fang Huan was like a roundworm in his stomach, "Did you even praise Song Yang halfway through, making him so happy that he thought you liked it very much, and ended up doing it for an hour?"

Warm remarks: "..."

"It's not like you, Wen Ci." Fang Huan's eyes were a little worried, and the tip of the pen that fell on the case was heavy, and he said slowly: "I actually wanted to talk to you at the celebration banquet last time. Yang cared a little too much.

... The most suitable state for two people to be together is to achieve each other's self, and to be the one who is most familiar with each other.It's like when you were pursuing Qin Lu before, you loved him so much, but have you ever done this kind of thing to force or even change yourself in order to accommodate him? "

"I even hope that you can quarrel with Song Yang once in a while, and I don't want to see you progress so quickly... I'm afraid your next step will be an official announcement of your marriage." Fang Huan said.

"En." Wen Ci replied.

The consultation room was quiet for a few seconds, Fang Huan tried to speak, "Can you wait for a while? I want to make a systematic psychological diagnosis and analysis of your situation."

Wen Ci: "No need, you might as well teach me something practical, such as how to relax during sex/love."

"..." Fang Huan was really angry, and stared at him, "Wen Ci, you can't always ignore some problems that don't seem to be too big. The stomach problems used to be like this, but then you suddenly paid attention to them. I thought you After getting rid of this bad habit of not listening to the doctor, are you here again?

If it's really a psychological problem, the consequences can be big or small, so don't take it seriously.I am a doctor, we have been friends for so many years, I can still harm you, it is not difficult to make a psychological diagnosis. "

"It's not difficult to make a diagnosis, but if the result is not good, can't you force me to snub Song Yang, and even persuade Song Yang not to touch me more with the doctor's order? Yang was cheated by others, which one of you is responsible?... Are you responsible for picking up the offer?"

Wen Ci's dark eyes were very clear. When Fang Huan saw through him, he could also see through Fang Huan. Boss Wen didn't want to take any risk in the matter of capturing the guy, even if the possibility was small. put an end to.

Guys who plan to do something wrong don't want to succeed.

Fang Huan froze for a moment, with a subtle expression on his face, "...don't slander me."

Wen Ci straightened his waist and crossed his legs, but because his waist was not good enough, he gave up halfway through the pose...and changed to a noble facial expression.

"Then don't do such suspicious things, just tell me the best and worst results, and I will balance it myself."

"For example," Boss Wen put forward the first hypothesis, "If I can't overcome the obstacle in the matter of intercourse, and I don't want to reject Song Yang, what will happen at worst?"

Fang Huan didn't want to conceive of this hypothesis, which made people feel heartbroken. He said perfunctorily, "Who knows what will happen? With your cleverness and means, I wouldn't be surprised if you couldn't bear it any longer and counterattacked Song Yang."

Warm remarks: "..."

With the boy's personality, can he bear this grievance?If this is the case, if you want to stay by your side, wouldn't you have to follow the plot of forced love?Fang Huan, can you have a healthy brain...

With a warm face and another hypothesis, "The best result, is it possible for me to completely get rid of the psychological shadow?"

Fang Huan: "This depends on the specific diagnosis results. If the impact of the psychological lesion is not serious, with the accumulation of time together, the possibility of natural recovery is very high. After all, the human body has a certain degree of habit adaptability. If you have done more with Song Yang... you should get used to it, and it will basically not affect the life between husband and wife."

Fang Huan: "But if the psychological impact is serious, it's hard to say, because people generally don't forget the deeper memories, even if they do forget, physiological conditioned reflexes will still exist, so I want to completely It will become very difficult to get rid of this negative influence, and it can only be alleviated and improved by avoiding sexual intercourse... That's why I suggest you to have a systematic diagnosis so as to distinguish the degree of your phobia."

Wen Ci understood, and stood up, "I see, my condition is not serious at all, I decided to do it a few more times to let my body adapt."

Fang Huan stared blankly, then gritted his teeth three seconds later, "Wenci—!"

The warm words are just inaudible, "Thank you, Dr. Fang for your diagnosis and treatment and advice today. I hope that Dr. Fang will follow medical ethics and keep the secrets for patients. Thank you very much."

Wen Ci pressed Fang Huan's hand that was still writing the medical records, and under the gaze of the other party's headache, mercilessly confiscated the medical records, and then left the consultation room.

Song Yang waited anxiously outside the door. Seeing him coming out, he immediately greeted him and asked him, "How is it? What did Doctor Fang say?"

Wen Ci glanced at his young man, and said with a smile: "Doctor Fang said that my bad waist is due to lack of activity. He suggested that we should do more when we have something to do."

Song Yang was stunned.

The gentle smile was deep, and it burned into the eyes, burning the beauty's heart hot.

He hugged the young man's arm, kissed the young man on the lips, and said, "Song Yang, let's get married."

The author has something to say: to help you sort out the three assumptions of Doctor Fang:

The first possibility: Boss Wen can't fall in love with being do, so he chooses to counterattack

The second possibility: do too much, Boss Wen fell in love

The third possibility: amnesia, relieves doi phobia, but there will still be physiological rejection

Don't ask me why I sorted this out for you [doge]

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[The next chapter will be released at 12 noon]