The golden wolf dog of the beautiful president

After returning from the hospital, Wen Ci and Song Yang went back to the restaurant.Song Yang stared at the "Closed Business" sign at the entrance of the restaurant, and it took a while before he pushed the door open and walked in with Wen Ci.

Li He had already taken his lovers off work.

There was no one in the restaurant, and the yard was quiet.

Song Yang took the initiative to go to the boss's main house, helped the boss put away the bath water, made the bed, and climbed into the bed.

Wen Ci came out of the bathroom and was brushing his hair. Looking at the boy on the bed, he paused for a moment while wiping his hair, feeling a little back pain, but recovered after only two seconds, continued to wipe his hair, walked over to sit down with a smile On the edge of the bed, kiss the guy sitting cross-legged like a big dog on the bed.

"Why are you so self-conscious today? It's the afternoon that I'm still unsatisfied. Do you still want to do it?"

Song Yang glared at him with a red face, "...Don't talk nonsense, your waist is hurt, I can't touch you anymore."

After finishing speaking, he snatched the towel for drying his hair, and said in a small voice, "...to help you wipe your hair."

Wen Ci climbed to the opposite side of the young man and sat down with his back facing him.

The guy grabbed the towel and threw it on his head, wiped it a few times, and then took out the hair dryer in the drawer to blow it on for him. The whistling hot air blew through the top of his hair and across his neck, making Wen Ci feel a little warm.

After a while, the boy touched his head and felt that his hair was dry. He placed a soft pillow in front of him and asked him to lie down.

Song Yang: "The boss will massage your waist. I went to the hospital today and secretly learned a few hands from a physical therapist. I will also massage you at home. It may get better sooner."

Wen Ci nodded, then lay down again.

I took off the bathrobe I was wearing out of the bathroom before I got down on the ground, and there were hickey marks on my bare/naked back, which were left in the afternoon, and the marks are still bright red, staining the snow-white back very badly .

Song Yang's face was hot, his eyes moved from his back to his waist, and imitated the technique given by the doctor to give Wen Ci a gentle massage.

It took more than half an hour to press it, and it was more thoughtful, patient, and careful than a professional physical therapist. I was always afraid of hurting him and asked him if he felt comfortable.

Wen Ci was so comfortable that he was about to fall asleep.

The boy was extra gentle tonight.

After the massage, he noticed his drowsiness, Song Yang put his bathrobe back on for him, lay down beside him, and sang the "Baby" sleeping song in a low voice. "Baby" sung a cappella by that tone-deaf voice turned out to be very pleasant to Su Su Rourou.

Could it be that during the time when we seldom saw each other, in addition to practicing driving skills, did the guy also cultivate his singing voice?

"You are well tonight." Wen Ci murmured while sleeping in the bed beside the young man, eyes closed.

Song Yangping lay straight beside Wen Ci, not daring to move, his eyes were level with the ceiling, his face was flushed, "After all, I'm going to get married, Ma, you're going to be my wife soon... it's better than treating the boss !"

Wen Ci, who was on the verge of falling asleep, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were clear and deep, and he lost all sleepiness for a moment, and turned his head to look at the boy.

"...you promised to marry me? The process may be very fast. I may get everything ready this month and hold the wedding at the beginning of next month. You said you want to give me a ring, and I may not be able to wait for you I bought a new diamond ring...do you mind?"

At that time, he will take full control of the wedding, and the young man only needs to do one thing, and that is to be his groom.

There is no house, no car, and even the wedding ring is prepared by him.

The young man married him like a married man.

Song Yang was silent for a long time, until Wen Ci's heart almost stopped beating, he finally shook his head and answered him.

"The boss can get married whenever he wants. I can also give you the ring after we get married, and the house and car after I make money after marriage. Let's give it to the boss as a wedding anniversary gift... Boss, don't dislike it."

The young man stared blankly at the ceiling, his eyes drooping, aggrieved like a big dog.

Wen Ci looked at the young man with his head tilted, his heart agitated, he rolled towards Song Yang, and threw himself into Song Yang's arms, fumbling with his hands, making small movements, not wanting for a second, and asked the hard-working young man to beg for help Forgive me.

Song Yang: "Boss! QAQ"

In a hoarse voice, "Call me my wife."

Song Yang's scalp was going to explode, "...wife."

Wen Ci: "Is your wife not good-looking? What are you doing staring at the ceiling?" Song Yang's head was congested, "Wife, stop doing it, you can't hold it anymore orz"

Wen Ci smiled, "Then don't hold back."

Song Yang: "No, the doctor told you to rest during this time orz"

"But I'm very happy today," Wen Ci hugged Song Yang, his eyes were wet, and there was joy that had never been revealed before. It was grand, grand. After two lifetimes, he finally waited for this day, "I finally have a husband." Husband? Husband..."

The boy exploded, tearing his eyes from the ceiling, turned over and pressed Wen Ci under him, sweating profusely, grabbed his hands and pressed them to the sides of the pillow.

"Wen, quit!"

Song Yang was so suffocated that he called Wen Ci's name for the first time.

Wen Ci didn't reflect at all, blushing under the young man, Hu Lai's hands grabbed the pillow, pulled it tightly, stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes, and whispered:

"...Anything is fine, but be gentle, husband."

"..." Song Yang has never tried to be so overwhelmed by a person. Orz Wenci may have been sent by God to subdue him, and he surrendered to death. There is no room for escape. The boy completely disarmed his boss surrender.

The next day, Chef Song, who was desperate for Thirteen Lang, directly shut down the business of the thriving restaurant.

The reason is that in the next week, I will personally accompany the boss for physical therapy, and then prepare for the wedding reception and wedding in the next few weeks.

Even before everyone could react, the two had already made an appointment to take wedding photos.

Boss Wen was very, very happy on the day of the wedding photo shoot. He booked several scenic spots, including a holy cathedral, a private garden, a childlike carousel in a night paradise, and returned to his villa. The photographer let the couple Take a picture on the bed.

Wen Ci had already secretly changed the sheets and quilt covers into bright red ones. When the guy came in, his face was the same color as the sheets. The photographer took a picture of his head and wanted another group of high privacy, so he set up one high and one low, one front and one back The two camera positions were set to the timing continuous shooting mode, and then all the staff members were called out to let the young couple play freely.

Wen Ci locked the door.

Song Yang was dumbfounded, he had never seen this kind of world, "Can rich people even take this kind of wedding photos?"

Wen Ci sat next to the bed and said with a smile, "Don't you want it? My physiotherapy is over, and the physiotherapist over there also advises me to exercise more, don't sit in the office for too long..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was hugged by the young man and carried him down on the bed.

Wen Ci is like a dream. In the dream, there are his gentlest knights and hidden scary monsters. Every time the monsters pounce on him, the knights are super powerful ~ beat them away, every time he thinks the monsters have been completely wiped out , and can always feel them touching his ankles quietly.

Wen Ci was not sure whether he was enjoying it or not.

He hugged his husband tightly.

Afterwards, Song Yang broke off the camera that took the pictures, fearing that he would not have enough strength, held it up for him to screen the pictures, and held him in his arms with the other hand.

When Wen Ci selects photos, he only needs to move his fingers.

The two wore a red brocade to hide their shame. Song Yang stuck his hands in the red brocade, rubbed his waist from time to time, and helped him comb his sweaty hair, which was greasy on the temples and forehead. , after being gently peeled off by Song Yang, Wen Ci's entire white and blush face was revealed.

Outsiders have never seen the awesome Boss Wen like this, he is Song Yang's private beauty.

Song Yang couldn't put it down, hugged Wen Ci, and kissed Wen Ci's forehead. Seeing his wife's concentration, he felt a little embarrassed. He lay down next to him and picked photos with him. After looking at it, he stuttered, and whispered:

"Honey, are you sure you want to keep this group of photos?"

Wen Ci didn't make a sound, if he wanted to tell the truth, he didn't even look at many of them, and hurriedly passed them with trembling fingers.

But there are also some good photos. He likes the ones where the guy hugged him, the ones where the guy kissed him all over his body, and the ones where the guy caressed his face. The camera captured Song Yang's face many times , those eyes that stared straight at him had a heat that couldn't be burned by flames, a love that couldn't match honey, and there was a complete him.

Wen Ci really likes these photos of Song Yang's face, and can't help but look at them every time he stops.

Then the guy tickled him and scratched it...

Wen Ci: "?"

It's not rowing forward, it's rowing backward.

Song Yang couldn't help it, really, although he could see his face flushed and felt uncomfortable when he looked at some photos, he wished to take another round...but those shots were really well captured!

He likes the pictures of Wen Ci hugging his head and stretching his neck. They are really beautiful and elegant like white swans, but the expression on their faces is lustful〃 There are tooth marks on it, I don't know if I bit it myself, my face has never been so red, and it looks better than an apple.

There are also the ones on the pillow, sweating profusely, with the face slightly turned to one side, the hand on the side of the head pulling the pillow very tightly, the expression on the face is so wronged, so wronged, I am about to cry.

But there is a husband who feels distressed~ Even in the photo, in order to relieve Wen Ci’s tension, he captured Wen Ci’s hand that was holding on to the pillow, and then he took Wen Ci’s hand to hang him around his neck, and the other hand stretched Wen Ci away Clenched fists, fingers clasped together.

Usually Wen Ci would be more relaxed at this time, Wei Wei showed him a smiling face, Song Yang had never seen anyone in this world who could smile so nicely.

There is also a small feature in each photo, that is, Wen Ci never closes his eyes, no matter when he is smiling or frowning.

Even when he was crying, his eyes were wide open, with tears and love in his eyes, pretending to be him.

Song Yang wanted to hand it over in his heart, and wanted to take it off his mind, and use it as a stool for his wife!

beautiful.

beautiful……

Song Gouzi was so obsessed with it that he didn't let Wen Ci take a good look at the photos, and his face gradually got stuck on the back cover while holding the camera.

Warm remarks: "..."

Boss Wen finished the screening, "I have all of them except those photos you were staring at just now, go and copy them, and then today's shooting can be over."

Song Yang: "..."

Feel like losing tens of billions, help orz

Wen Ci officially announced his marriage in front of the media.

News of their marriage quickly spread.

Not only the insiders of the restaurant and the company knew about it, but the whole city A knew about it, and it also spread to other cities, such as Aocheng where Si Yuan was located.

I heard that all the entertainment business of the Si family was closed for a whole day in Aocheng. Si Yuan's original words were that I am not happy, so don't be happy.

The people of Macao City are very sorry :)

And the people of City A are talking about the news of this marriage with great enthusiasm, and they have everything to say.

Even when Song Yang and Li He went to the restaurant chain store together, the small business owners in the same business nearby couldn't help gathering together, discussing in a hurry, looking at Song Yang up and down while discussing, and making hee hee from time to time laughter.

"The cook in Xingfuyuan is really lucky. I have worked hard as a cook all my life. How come I don't have such a good life. I met such a powerful boss who likes me?

I heard that for the shop here, the shopkeeper of Xingfuyuan was still talking about it a few days ago, and it seemed that they didn't reach a conclusion. As a result, they settled down immediately after the announcement of the marriage news. This is the most prosperous food city in Xicheng!The prime location, the prime storefront, I managed to manage a lot of places up and down here at the beginning, relying on the relationship of the whole family, it took a lot of effort to get it down... I'm so envious. "

"What are you envious of? You just eat soft food, right? Didn't Xingfuyuan become popular in that kind of alley at the beginning because of two things, a new store opening event, and a big order for the Qin family's engagement banquet?

Facts have proved that Wen Ci is the behind-the-scenes owner of this restaurant, the opening event is Wen Ci's idea, and the engagement banquet is probably sold for Wen Ci's face. Without the support of Boss Wen, this restaurant can't reach this level in just half a year ?I look at this chain, in less than a year, it will be able to fill our city A, and even break out of the world! "

"Look at you so sour~"

"That's not right, it's better to marry well than to be born well."

"Didn't Boss Wen marry him?"

"This kind of Boss Wen loves my little husband, and you believe what he said to the media to save face? Boss Wen has a house, a car, and property. He even handles the wedding process by himself. Let's talk about the wedding photos not long ago. , Teacher Li is the main photographer, a well-known cameraman in the country, who has won an award! It seems that Boss Wen invited him. How can a small cook have such a face?

In order to get married, Boss Wen really spent everything, effort, money, face, and everything, what did the little cook do?Why don't you just attend a wedding?Damn, it's so sour!The more you talk, the more sour, my real name is sour! "

"So, I really want to eat soft food. Hey, it's a pity that I don't have that face. The big boss doesn't like it."

……

A group of people were chattering, apparently they were chatting and farting in private, but Li He and Song Yang from the new shop next door could all hear what they were talking about.

Li He rushed over to have a fight with these guys, and let them see who is the one who eats soft food.

Song Yang grabbed him back, "Don't cause trouble, it's almost time for me and the boss to have a good time, I don't want to fight to spoil the atmosphere... just pretend you didn't hear."

After finishing the delivery of the new facade, Song Yang took Li He back to Happy Garden.

Happiness Garden has not opened recently, and he has to prepare his own wedding banquet. This is the only thing Song Yang can decide for Wen Ci. When the young man came back, he buried himself in the kitchen, researching new recipes.

Su Heng helped him from the side.

Su Heng was relatively silent during this time, because Xingfu Garden was closed, so he didn't come to work most of the time, and it was a rare time to come back today, and when he came back, he heard Li He complaining angrily about today's bad mouths.

Li He left after complaining, Su Heng came in to help Song Yang wash the vegetables, looked at Song Yang a few times while washing, and said:

"Li He came back and complained a lot to me. You, the client, seem to be okay?... You used to care about these things. If anyone says something bad about you, you should be anxious. After being with Boss Wen, Is this a change of temper?"

Song Yang was making a big maple syrup cake, handicraft work, he did it carefully, he didn't even dare to speak loudly, and said sullenly: "Good day, I don't want to lose my temper with them... Anyway, they won't understand if I say it."

Su Heng: "...It seems that this is not the first time someone has said this?"

Song Yang didn't make a sound.

Su Heng understood.

Those keyboard warriors discussed on the Internet are more ugly than what people say in real life, and it is impossible for Song Yang not to know.Perhaps Song Yang had realized before the news of the marriage spread that in Si Yuan's mouth and in the mouths of his colleagues in the company, even Li He would occasionally say something like "Brother, you are so lucky" joke.

The status of the two is too disparate.

Even when Wen Ci got engaged to Qin Lu back then, Boss Wen, who already had his own company, had never received such treatment.

"Why don't you marry Wen Ci, Song Yang." At some point, Su Heng stopped what he was doing and said.

The work in Song Yang's hands suddenly went wrong, another failure, he put down his work in frustration, and looked at Su Heng begging for mercy.

"Don't be kidding, your words are scarier than what they said!"

Su Heng withdrew his gaze, stared at the dishes in his hand, washed and rinsed, it was more like an ordinary happy day, Su Heng was a little lost in thought.

"...Really? But I really don't think he is suitable for you. You can live well without him. I used to think that you would open a small restaurant, marry a young wife, and live with Aunt Song in a small town. Living a small life as a family of three, cooking and washing dishes every day, I never thought that you would have something to do with the person in charge of the Qin family...Why must it be the person in charge of the Qin family?"

"Fate." Song Yang blurted out a sentence, and then another, "Love~"

The chef was not discouraged, and started to play with the maple syrup cake again, saying in his mouth: "I never thought that I would meet such a powerful person and fall in love with each other. I like the boss, and the boss also loves each other." I really like me, no matter what others say, I am very happy to be with the boss! It is indeed a blessing that has been cultivated in eight lifetimes... In fact, there is nothing wrong with what they said."

Su Heng turned off the water for washing vegetables, stopped his work, and stared at Song Yang.

Those eyes were very dangerous, Song Yang concentrated on his work but didn't see them, "So you must be with him?"

Song Yang: "Of course."

Song Yang used a small brush to add color to the cake, muttering to himself, "Your words are weird, I'm going to marry him, why not be with him?"

After hearing this, Su Heng took off his apron and hung it by the pool.

Finally realizing something was wrong, Song Yang turned his head to look at him, "What, what's wrong?"

Su Heng hugged his brother, and said: "I have some things to do next, I won't do it in Xingfu Garden anymore, I will resign, Xiao Song."

When Su Heng called Song Yang Xiao Song, he smiled, like the little angel who greeted Xiao Song Yang when they met for the first time when they were young, saying "Xiao Song, nice to meet you".

But for some reason, Song Yang felt that Su Heng called him Xiao Song this time to say goodbye, forever.

The author has something to say: the last big dungeon is almost approaching, and it is finally coming to the late stage!