Dressed as a black-bellied actor's little manager

Female colleague: "I was talking about your brother Yangyang just now."

Meng Jian: "Huh?"

"It's said that you are so handsome and so loving. There must be many people who like you? No wonder your family is strict and won't let you fall in love."

Meng Jian laughed again: "My family doesn't let me fall in love."

Female colleague: "No?"

Meng Jian said softly, "I'm already an adult, so of course they won't care about me."

When the female colleague heard this, she immediately regained her spirits, and hurriedly took out her mobile phone, "Let me introduce my sister to you. You are about the same age, and you are from a university. You can go out to play when you have time."

Standing aside, Yu Jiayang saw female colleagues surrounding Meng Jian, and the anger in his heart became more intense.

Originally thought that Meng Jian would reject a female colleague, but unexpectedly, Meng Jian actually took out her mobile phone and left a contact information for the woman.

Yu Jiayang couldn't hold back for a while, and said displeasedly: "Okay, you can go back quickly after delivering the things, this is my company, and it will be your school's dating meeting."

Hearing this, Meng Jian immediately put away the phone, "Then I'll go back first, brother Yangyang."

Meng Jian left under the reluctant eyes of her female colleague.

Yu Jiayang opened the insulated box he sent. On the top layer were his favorite braised prawns and fried vegetables, in the middle was a bowl of millet porridge, and at the bottom was a bowl of rich and sweet chicken soup.

The color, fragrance and taste were all good, but Yu Jiayang suddenly lost his appetite.

He had hoped that Meng Jian would find someone who would stay away from him, but for some reason, seeing someone introduce Meng Jian to someone, he felt a little unspeakably uncomfortable.

When he left the company that day, Yu Jiayang discovered that it was raining heavily outside.

Just as I was about to pick up the car in the rain, I saw a familiar figure standing under the billboard not far away.

The man seemed to have seen him too, and immediately raised his foot and walked towards him.

It's Meng Jian.

It was already very cold in Britain in December. The boy was only wearing a thin coat and held an umbrella, but half of his body was drenched by the heavy rain.

His face was pale, his lips trembled, and the hot air he exhaled quickly melted into the night.

Seeing his appearance, Yu Jiayang was instantly annoyed: "What are you doing here?! You still made it like this?"

Meng Jian: "Here... an umbrella for you."

Only then did Yu Jiayang discover that there was a blue umbrella in Meng Jian's collection.The boy's hands were frozen and stiff, like ice cubes, and his fingertips were pale.

Yu Jiayang was extremely annoyed: "Why are you so stupid? Who told you to come and give me an umbrella."

Meng Jian looked serious: "Brother Yangyang will catch a cold if he gets caught in the rain."

"What about yourself?" Yu Jiayang clenched his teeth, annoyed: "You are not afraid of being frozen to death, who made you stand here? You don't know how to fuck me

Looking for me upstairs? "

Meng Jian: "I don't want to disturb your work."

Yu Jiayang was really convinced by this child. Seeing his pale face from the cold and his whole body trembling slightly, he hurriedly squeezed under the umbrella and dragged him to the parking lot in a hurry.

Ten minutes later, Yu Jiayang pushed Meng Jian into his car, turned on the heater, and threw a dry towel to Meng Jian: "Wipe off the water on your body first."

"Hmm'〇"

I thought Meng Jian would feel better after the heater was turned on, but I don’t know what happened. The heater that was working fine in the morning suddenly couldn’t be turned on. The narrow car was as cold as an ice cellar, and Meng Jian’s expression was even worse. She was pale, and her shoulders trembled more and more.

Yu Jiayang patted the air outlet of the heater angrily, "Why did the chain drop at a critical moment."

Meng Jian: "It's okay...Brother Yangyang, I'm not cold."

Yu Jiayang: "It's all like this, can you stop being so stubborn?" As he said, _ took off his coat.

Meng Jian: "Brother Yangyang..."

Yu Jiayang frowned: "Put it on, if it freezes, how can I explain to my brother."

Meng Jian was quiet for a few seconds, then gave a soft "hmm", took Yu Jiayang's down jacket and put it on, and then gently buried her head in it.Brother Yangyang smells delicious.

It's about half an hour's drive from the company to home.Worried that Meng Jian would not be able to take it, Yu Jiayang drove the car very fast. After 10 minutes, the car stopped in front of the villa.

Meng Jian seemed to be asleep, her head buried in her clothes, and she remained motionless.

Yu Jiayang: "Meng Jian, we're here, take a shower before going to bed."

Meng Jian still didn't move.

Yu Jiayang was stunned for a few seconds, then lifted Meng Jian's head up in a panic, reached out and touched his forehead, and immediately panicked.

Jump.

Very hot.

He has a fever.

Yu Jiayang was flustered all of a sudden, got out of the car in a hurry, ran to the other side of the car door, and bent over to hug Meng Jian out.

But Meng Jian is no longer the child that he could easily hold in his arms, how could Yu Jiayang hold him.Yu Jiayang's anxious eyes were red, like ants on a hot pot.

Sent to the hospital?

But here is at least half an hour away from the nearest hospital, and there is no heating in the car, how can Meng Jian live with it?

"Brother Yangyang, I'm fine..."

As if aware of Yu Jiayang's panic, Meng Jian actually woke up from his stupor. He slowly raised his head, his bloodshot and tired eyes suddenly fell into Yu Jiayang's line of sight, making his nose sore.

This silly boy...

"Can you still go?"

Meng Jian nodded with difficulty: "Brother Yangyang, I'm so cold and I have no strength, can you give me a hug?"

Yu Jiayang still cared so much, he immediately bent down and hugged Meng Jian's cold body.

Meng Jian tightly wrapped Yu Jiayang's waist with one hand from behind, and pulled him into her arms.

Yu Jiayang frowned.

Is he hugging Meng Jian, or is Meng Jian hugging him?

Hey, forget it, I can't manage that much anymore.He is sick, what else do you care about.

After 10 minutes like this, Meng Jian seemed to have gained some strength, let go of Yu Jiayang, and staggered out of the car.

His footsteps were flimsy and soft, looking like he was about to fall at any time, Yu Jiayang carefully supported him and led him into the house.

As soon as he returned to the house, Yu Jiayang immediately turned on the heater, and then went to fill Meng Jian with bath water.

Meng Jian lay on the bed with her brows tightly closed, looking very uncomfortable.

Yu Jiayang coaxed him in a low voice: "Jian Jian, go take a bath before going to sleep, you will feel better."

With difficulty, he helped Meng Jian to the bathroom, then took off Meng Jian's wet clothes, and put Meng Jian into the bathtub.

Surrounded by the warm water, Meng Jian's face was finally not as pale as before.

Yu Jiayang tried not to look at Meng Jian's naked body, but the boy's strong and beautiful abdominal muscles and fair skin still made him blush.

He was drunk that night, so he didn't know what was going on. Now seeing Meng Jian's figure and the astonishingly sized beast, Yu Jiayang finally understood, no wonder he used six condoms.

He was simply not human, it was his own life that he was not made to die on the bed!

After simply washing Meng Jian, Yu Jiayang patted Meng Jian awake again, wiped off the water, and moved to the bed.

It wasn't until he fed some antipyretics and watched Meng Jian fall asleep deeply that Yu Jiayang heaved a sigh of relief.

This night can be regarded as the past.

Looking at Meng Jian's frown still tightly in his sleep, Yu Jiayang sighed softly.

Meng Jian's health has always been very good, and she never catches a cold once a year, but she got sick like this because she gave her an umbrella.

Yu Jiayang's heart seemed to be tightly wrapped by a warm current.An indescribable taste slowly spread along the blood.

After a while, Yu Jiayang got up and was about to leave. He was about to take Meng Jian's wet clothes to the washing machine when Meng Jian's cell phone rang from his pocket.

Yu Jiayang took it out and saw that it was a call from someone who noted [Xiaojie].

Yu Jiayang didn't think much about it, and quickly picked it up and put it in his ear.

"Hey?"

A boy's voice came from the phone: "...Meng Jian."

Yu Jiayang: "He... who are you?"

Boy: "I'm Meng Jian's boyfriend. I can't get in touch with him. Excuse me, what happened to Meng Jian? We made an appointment to go to a night movie tonight

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Yu Jiayang was stunned, the clothes in his hands were lost and fell to the floor.

Meng Jian's boyfriend?

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