The canine boyfriend is sticky and fierce

Wen Liang was awakened by the ear-piercing bell, and the dream was also shattered, and the fragments of the dream slowly faded away in his mind, and Wen Liang could still recall the content of the dream clearly.

The lover in the dream turned out to be Xiaobai.After waking up, Wen Liang was as shocked by this realization as she was in the dream.

Maybe it was because of last night, Wen Liang didn't bother much, got out of bed to wash up, and then prepared breakfast.

Breakfast was ready, but the door of the master bedroom was still silent, Wen Liang sat on the sofa and waited for a while.

The hands of the quartz clock on the wall slowly turned to 7:30. Xiao Hei said that 8:00 is Xiao Bai's normal working time, and it was too late. Wen Liang had to open the door to wake him up.

Wu Bai was lying on the bed, with the quilt only covering his waist, and the wound on his back was treated yesterday. Wen Liang turned on the small lamp beside the bed, and took a closer look at his back under the not-so-bright light.

The shallower places have scabs, and some deeper welts are still dripping with tissue fluid. In this state, clothes will be stuck.

The hard shell formed by the accumulation of tissue fluid around the wound must be removed, and then the medicine should be reapplied.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, it's time to get up." Wen Liang patted his arm lightly.

Wu Bai let out a lazy huh from his throat, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Wen Liang who was sitting beside his bed.

"Morning Kiss."

"What?" Wen Liang didn't hear his muffled voice, and subconsciously approached him.

The back of the neck was wrapped by the palm, Wu Bai suddenly propped up slightly, raised his head and pecked lightly on his lips.

Wen Liang froze for a moment, endured the sudden throbbing in her heart, turned her face away, "Breakfast is ready." After speaking, she turned and opened the curtains of the French windows.

The reaction was flat.Wu Bai was a little bored, turned over, picked up the clothes at the side and prepared to put them on, but Wen Liang stopped him.

"There are still some scabs on your wounds, don't wear clothes yet."

Wu Bai threw the clothes on the bed, raised his eyebrows at him, "What about the pants, baby?"

"Pants?" Wen Liangyu couldn't help looking over, he forgot that Xiaobai never wore anything to sleep.It was solid and caught off guard at this glance...

Wen Liang looked back in a hurry, with a suspicious red on his face, and left the room in a bit of a panic.

Wu Bai hummed the melody softly, put on his pants, walked to the French window, and couldn't help stretching a lot.He didn't pay attention to the wound on his back where his muscles were pulled, and he gasped for breath in pain.

The old man is too ruthless, I'm the only one who still beats me like this.

He went home yesterday, the old man didn't even go to the company, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot and he sat in the hall, holding the bamboo whip that Wu Bai grew up with since he was a child.

As soon as he stepped into the door, he was held down by the people next to his father, and his upper body was stripped off. Everyone retreated with winks, giving the father and son space to have fun.

Finally, Wu Bai promised to go to the company on time every day.

But today it was too late for him to behave like this.

After breakfast, Wen Liang helped him treat the wound again.

Wu Bai called Uncle De and asked him to send the electronic version of the documents to be processed.

Uncle De had watched him being beaten since he was a child, and he knew that the husband might have beaten him too hard this time, so he didn't ask much.

Wu Bai went straight into the study, and Wen Liang was also holding his computer in the living room, planning to learn something.

Now that his hand is not working, after three years, he needs to consider what kind of career he should do and what kind of life he should live.

During these three years, Wen Liang will be Wu Bai's personal assistant, and there are many things to learn, which are all things from the upper circles.

So take advantage of the three years, learn a little more, and pave a path for yourself to walk in the next few decades.

Wen Liang learned some knowledge and culture related to wine and cars based on Wu Bai's preference file, and then realized that Wu Bai's company is in foreign trade, and business English is frequently used, so he started to make up English again.

The alarm clock rang nearby, Wen Liang put down the computer, got up and made a cup of coffee for Wu Bai, and sent it to the study.

It was quiet inside, Wu Bai stared at the computer with his golden framed eyes, and occasionally tapped his fingers on the keyboard. The last time Wen Liang saw Wu Bai working so hard was in college.

There was a problem with the plan of the planning department, and it was completely rejected. Wen Liang had more important matters at hand, and he was too busy for a while. At that time, Xiaobai told him to let him try.

I have been concentrating on revising for two hours, and finally let the instructor nod.

Wen Liang stepped lightly, put the coffee on his left hand, and was about to go out, when Wu Bai pulled him.

"I remember that your English is good. Please translate these two documents. It will be a headache to read the English all morning."

Wen Liang nodded, looked at the computer screen, and said, "I'll try..."

Wu Bai got up to get out of the way, sat aside with a coffee and slowly sipped it.

After some jerky translation for a short period, Wen Liang quickly got into the mood. The English of this document is not too difficult, and there are few professional terms. It seems to be a negotiation letter for trading a commodity.

After Wen Liang finished the translation, he raised his head and met Shang Wubai's steadfast gaze, as if he was not looking at Wen Liang, but a work of art.

"Sir, the first copy has been translated, do you want to read it first?"

"What did you call me?"

Wen Liang thought about it for a while, now it's working hours, and they are superior and subordinate, so it shouldn't be a big problem to be called Mr., maybe he doesn't like this title, so he changed it, "Boss..."

Wu Bai sighed a little speechlessly, waved his hands, "Continue reading..."

Wu Bai went out with a coffee cup in some depression, passed by the living room, saw the cool computer on the coffee table, and glanced over curiously.

A lot of webpages about wine culture were opened on the computer, and there was a folder next to it. Wu Bai picked it up and flipped through it, and found that it was all his own preferences. font.

He's kind of caring about me.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Wu Bai put down the file folder, refilled a cup of coffee for himself, hesitated for a while, took another cup, and made a cup for Wen Liang.

Wu Bai walked over and put it by his hand without disturbing him, and sat aside to continue his behavior of admiring the artwork.

The second document was a financial report, which was more difficult. Wen Liang felt a little powerless. It seemed that he had to work hard on his English to be good at the job.

The coffee in hand had been left to cool until Wen Liang sorted out all the two documents, heaved a sigh of relief, and said to Wu Bai: "Boss, it's done."

Then, seeing the time on the computer, he added, "I'm going to prepare lunch."

Seeing that he hadn't mentioned that cup of coffee from the beginning to the end, Wu Bai felt a little unhappy, but still nodded.

Wen Liang stood up, only to remember that there was still a cup of coffee, but it was cold.Wen Liang carried it out, ready to throw it away, but hesitated for a moment, Xiaobai washed it for him, would it be a waste of his heart to throw it away like this?

Wen Liang picked it up and took a sip. The cold and bitter taste made him tremble all over. After drinking half of it, Wen Liang poured out the rest.