The President's Dedicated Love

"Lan Zhengting, it's very surprising that you are so angry."

Lan Zhengting resisted the severe pain from the wound, and he retorted, "Compared to you, I'm average."

Guan Zeyu lay down on his left hand, he smiled, "You have such a sharp mouth."

"We are each other."

Lan Zhengting was in excruciating pain, he never thought about self-torture, the wound was open and he didn't know if he would be able to sleep tonight.

Guan Zeyu noticed that the lying person was moving uneasily, so he got up to check the wound.

"It hurts?"

"It's a bit uncomfortable."

No part of his body was intact, there were skin injuries everywhere, and the knife wound on his right arm was even more hideous. Fortunately, the wound was not very long and not very deep. The doctor said that as long as it was treated properly, there would be no scars. There is no wound, and he doesn't want to have scars on his body.

Guan Zeyu discovered that Yinghui's CEO had extremely fair skin, as white as jade porcelain.

Guan Zeyu asked, "Boss Lan, do you think I'm sleeping with you now or are you sleeping with me?"

Lan Zhengting frowned, he didn't expect this kind of problem to exist, and his face didn't blush and his heart skipped a beat. Is this molesting?

"Of course I slept with you?" It was impossible for him, Lan Zhengting, to be slept with!

Guan Zeyu lay back, he put his hands on the pillow, he didn't realize for a moment that he didn't like to sleep with others, why did he make an exception today, and he hugged and hugged this person and touched his whole body.

Guan Zeyu said, "No, I slept with you." He is not the man who is slept with, he is the only one who sleeps with someone else, of course it depends on whether the person is worthy of his willingness to sleep.

Guan Zeyu's head was full of messy things, Lan Zhengting turned his head and asked, "Are you sure?"

Guan Zeyu was surprised, "Are you sure about what?"

He was unresponsive, turned around, and Lan Zhengting smiled.

Seeing the man's smile, Guan Zeyu's whole body froze, and he cursed in his heart, damn it.

What did he tell him, how could he talk about such a topic, no, when did he want to sleep with men, he likes women!

"Okay, you sleep with me."

Guan Zeyu was extremely frustrated, he was insane.

Lan Zhengting said, "No, it's true that you slept with me." He didn't want to argue with this person about such meaningless and idiotic questions.

Guan Zeyu was going crazy, Lan Zhengting, what do you think, you didn't admit that I slept with you, but I admitted that you stimulated me instead, "What do you mean? Shall I sleep with you or you sleep with me?"

Guan Zeyu's brain circuit collapsed, he propped up his upper body and stared at the upright president lying down.

Lan Zhengting looked up at the handsome face, and said, "You sleep with me." He chose to bow his head.

Guan Zeyu didn't admit it, he didn't admit that he would sleep with a man.

"It was you who slept with me." He fought back persistently, Lan Zhengting laughed, and when he laughed, he touched the wound again, it hurt, and inhaled, Guan Zeyu hurriedly pressed down on the restless body, and he stuffed the quilt onto the other person's body Next, in this way, you can avoid touching the mat.

"Thank you."

Lan Zhengting was lying straight, and he didn't dare to move. The person who was busy tidying up on top of him, that person was riding on it in one posture. Why is this posture so wrong?

Guan Zeyu settled the people down. He straightened President Lan's tilted head with both hands.

Lan Zhengting has no power to resist, and can only let random people who take advantage of the opportunity to pose for themselves at will.

Guan Zeyu rode on someone to rectify the person lying flat, he smiled, "Mr. Lan, your hair is so soft."

The corner of Lan Zhengting's mouth twitched. If it wasn't for the ambiguity in front of him, he would definitely refute, and the refutation left the other party speechless.

Guan Zeyu adjusted the pillow. It was a long and big pillow. It was originally a single bed, but now two big men were squeezed into it. The bed was small and narrow. Huge space.

Lan Zhengting couldn't hold on anymore, he called, "Zeyu."

Guan Zeyu was still stroking his soft hair and holding his beautiful head to divide the pillow equally. He hummed, hugged the lying person into his chest, then pulled the pillow over, and then pushed it over, repeating this, three or four times .

Lan Zhengting's upper body was lifted up just like that, and he was wrapped in the arms of the man riding him, he almost passed out.

"Zeyu." He hugged the person on his body with his left hand, Guan Zeyu lowered his head, and he glanced at the stuffed person in his arms.

When he realized something, his handsome face tightened, and he immediately put the person back on the pillow, and then quickly lay down beside him.

Lan Zhengting didn't want to retaliate, so he chose to remain silent.

Guan Zeyu's chest rose and fell, he gritted his teeth and looked out the window, feeling a burst of regret in his heart, he should never have chosen Mr. Lan to share the bed, and Si Tong is not bad.

Sitong was lying on the bed playing games. He sneezed. It was past eleven o'clock in the evening. He didn't know who missed it. It was cold in the night. He rolled up the quilt, hid, and continued to play on the tablet.

Zhuo Xiao couldn't sleep, he stared at the ceiling, he said, "Zeyu won't have that thing with Lan Zhengting, will he?"

Si Tong was playing vigorously, but he didn't hear it, so he asked what you said back with an ah, and he continued to fight in the dazzling and dazzling battle.

Zhuo Xiao couldn't sleep, he couldn't sleep all night, and he couldn't explain the reason. When he got up in the morning, he looked unwillingly at Guan Zeyu's room. The door of that room was still locked, and the people inside seemed to be enjoying themselves in their sleep.

In the morning, when Guan Zeyu woke up, he felt his arm was numb, as if it was so stiff that it didn't belong to him anymore.

He turned his head and glanced at the CEO who was sleeping peacefully. Lan Zhengting slept very well, and his straight body has been maintained since yesterday, except for his head tilted to one side.

Guan Zeyu's profile touched the man's soft hair. The hair was really soft, and the flowing strands even covered his eyes and eyebrows.

Guan Zeyu secretly watched for a long time, Lan Zhengting slept soundly, he chatted with this person last night, when he was very excited and energetic, he turned his head and found that the person who asked to speak to him, He fell asleep, he actually fell asleep.

Guan Zeyu raised his fist, he wanted to punch down, but Lan Zhengting didn't notice it, his brows frowned, as if the wound was hurting, he turned over uneasy, Guan Zeyu put down his hand, his hand stretched under that graceful neck, he used Arm for his pillow.

Guan Zeyu felt that he must be overflowing with sympathy to make such a move. He pressed the other person's head into his shoulder socket, and he moved up a little bit, while Lan Zhengting moved down a little bit, so that there is no difference in height between the two The tall and short people are distinguished, and then he hugs him to sleep.

When Guan Zeyu woke up, he couldn't turn his head around. The explanation for what he did last night was that the prisoner did something in a daze and could barely be forgiven. After sleeping and waking up, how to explain this behavior?

Guan Zeyu kept his body stiff, and he didn't dare to move, for fear of disturbing the sleeping person.

Lan Zhengting overslept, he woke up so late for the first time in the morning, at ten o'clock in the morning, as usual, he was not in the office but flipping through books in the study.

Guan Zeyu glanced at the wall clock on the wall. The morning wind was slightly cold, and most of the thin quilt on his body was occupied by Lan Zhengting. In order to show his generosity, he didn't care about others' excessive possession.

When he turned his head and looked at the peaceful sleeping face again, Lan Zhengting's eyelashes were very long, his skin was white, and the wound on his face had healed, and it might take a few days for the wound to heal and repair.

Guan Zeyu raised his left hand, and he wanted to take out his right hand, which had been pressed all night, but at some point he secretly stood outside the window to peek at Sitong, his rabies broke out again, and he screamed again.

Guan Zeyu was so startled that Lan Zhengting also woke up. The latter sat up in shock. He looked at Si Tong who was standing outside the window, and Si Tong yelled loudly. Sleep together, you sleep together in the same bed?"

Guan Zeyu got out of bed annoyed, and he went to close the window.

Yesterday I was busy arguing with Lan Zhengting. He forgot to close the windows. The farmhouse is not like a villa with three floors inside and three floors outside. The windows here are simply made of wooden frames and glass, so people outside can see through the window Every corner of the room, not to mention the huge bed.

In fact, Guan Zeyu's bed was not big enough to accommodate two people, and he didn't pay attention to the creaking sound of the bed lying on it last night. Now that Lan Zhengting sat up, the bed screamed again, and the bed screamed again.

Guan Zeyu's face was dry, and they avoided the embarrassment of waking up, but now, hearing the sound of the bed screaming, his handsome face was collapsed into a mess again.After sleeping all night, I didn't find this terrible problem. How much did they fight last night?

Lan Zhengting hadn't noticed Mr. Guan's embarrassment yet, so he said, "Morning."

Guan Zeyu nodded blankly, he hummed, and went to open the door.

Si Tong and Zhuo Xiao were leaning against the door, and when the door opened, they fell in.

Zhuo Xiao asked, "Did you two do something?"

Guan Zeyu really wanted to lift his feet to give each of the two people a footprint on the ground. He and Lan Zhengting have something to do, so it's none of your business?

"You want to die?"

Guan Zeyu's mood is good and sometimes bad. This kind of personal emotion does not change due to time, place and place. He only changes according to the object.

Sitong got up, and he stood up straight.

"You guys, good morning." He changed his words wisely, and Guan Zeyu looked up and down the young man who was embarrassing him from last night until now.

"Si Tong, have you ever been beaten?" Guan Zeyu's fist was itchy, and he wanted to hit someone, and the target was Si Tong.

Lan Zhengting sat on the bed, he watched the three people at the door, Ouyang Yan passed outside, he walked in as if nothing had happened, and asked, "Zhengting, does the wound still hurt?" The gentle and soft voice did not look feminine, and the voice was clear, Insufficient Qi, it is really a man's voice.

Lan Zhengting held out his hand to him, and the two walked out together, leaving the three people blocking the door all watching.

Lan Zhengting couldn't use his right hand to brush his teeth, he could only use his left hand. When he got up in the morning, he had to wash his teeth with difficulty. At breakfast, he had never used his right hand to eat. Ouyang Yan said, I'll feed you.

Wulu Stone patted his chopsticks against it, no!

Guan Zeyu also stopped. He looked at Lan Zhengting. Lan Zhengting hadn't even had a bite of breakfast yet. When he drank water, he could pick up a cup with his left hand;

Today's breakfast is noodles. The food in the farmhouse is not rich in ingredients. There are Guilin rice noodles in the refrigerator. Ouyang Yan can only make breakfast noodles. Si Tong got up early. He went to the kitchen to help. The hickey on Ouyang Yan's neck, he almost asked, have you been bitten by a mosquito?

Wulu Shi was the fourth one to wake up. His grandpa’s attitude has not changed. He thinks that he is on his own territory. Taking a broken cup to pour water, he asked, "A Yan, when shall we go back?"

Ouyang Yan ignored the people who pestered him early in the morning, he made a special soup, Wulushi asked, "Give it to me."

Ouyang Yan patted off his restless hands, "This is for the political court, if you want to go back, go by yourself."

He can only wait for Lan Zhengting to go back. Unlike these people, Lan Zhengting has been everywhere. He is in a big city and sitting in a Grade A office. would be so badly injured.

After Lan Zhengting drank the soup, he couldn't move the bowl of noodles. Ouyang Yan said, "Otherwise, I'll make some porridge."

"no need."

Lan Zhengting didn't want to trouble him anymore, he looked at Guan Zeyu, there was no request in his eyes, his eyes clearly said, Mr. Guan, come on.

Guan Zeyu paused for a moment, and glanced at the sick beauty who hated him so much that he gritted his teeth. Guan Zeyu offended Ouyang Yan somehow. From the moment they met, he never showed any signs of embarrassment, as if Guan Zeyu owed him a favor that he couldn't afford.

Guan Zeyu finished his bowl, then looked at Lan Zhengting's plate.

After everyone dispersed, Zhuo Xiao stood up and said, "Pretentious."

Ouyang Yan walked out of the room, he turned his head, "Mr. Zhuo, please say it again."

Lan Zhengting pretended not to hear, Guan Zeyu picked up the cool powder and fed the injured person, he felt unnatural at first, but after two or three mouthfuls, there was only one question left, why is it so ambiguous?

Lan Zhengting asked, "What are you looking at?"

Guan Zeyu continued to move, rolled up the vermicelli, and fed it to President Lan, he replied, "Look at the wound on your face, if you leave a scar, will you be particularly ugly?"

Lan Zhengting didn't care, "It's not about the face that looks good."

"Where is that?"

"Heart."

……

The conversation between the two is over, and breakfast is also finished.

Lan Zhengting asked, "Today, let's go back."

Guan Zeyu leaned back in his chair, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll be back two days late."

"Where are you going?"

"Mr. Lan, I don't need to explain clearly to you. Don't worry, I keep my word and go back in two days."

Guan Zeyu made a promise, and Lan Zhengting would not pursue further.

He said thank you and got up to go outside.

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