My boss is only attacking

.Throw it to Xiao Chao. Go back to the room and lie down on the bed.

Maybe really tired.

He tried his best but couldn't get what he wanted. He managed it carefully. He followed his back closely all the time. In the end, he didn't even cast his eyes on himself.

There is no need to ask the question of whether it is worth it or not. Once you get used to following, people will become humble. I don’t know who said this sentence: the one who loves first loses first. It’s just that he hasn’t been liked by that person yet. I love it.

Haven't started yet. Lost.

Ye Zhiyuan turned over and hugged the quilt tightly. His eyes couldn't help but moisten slightly.

Why didn't the gentle eyes look at me just now? The treatment I always wanted was shown to another person so easily. It turns out that he can also smile with his mouth slightly pursed like this. The movements of his fingertips can be so cautious and full of Warmth...

But only not against himself.

It's...damn.

Ye Zhiyuan buried himself in the pillow. For the first time, he felt that he was really hopeless. For so many years, although Li Ming treated him equally and kept a safe distance, he didn't let anyone follow him. He was close.

Except for Zhou Xuan, that boy with a bit of a naughty smile.

When he received the photo from a private detective for the first time, he was taken aback. Li Ming has always been an unsmiling person. This has something to do with the education he received. Always be vigilant and remember the self-restraint you should have as a member of the Ye family. Let him There are very few expressions other than serious.

But this is him... the person he has always cared about is actually following behind a boy. The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and his face is soft and messy.

That's why he hurried back to China regardless.

He's giving him time to digest. It's not about making him think about other people that he shouldn't.

Treat him forcefully. It's just because of fear. If you reveal too much emotion, will you lose even more messily?

It's... really makes people jealous.

The phone vibrated suddenly, breaking his thoughts. Ye Zhiyuan turned over and really didn't want to answer it. But when he saw the caller ID, he frowned slightly.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

"How are things going?" The voice of a middle-aged man came from the microphone. The voice was deep and soft, but with an irresistible command nature.

Father Ye paced back and forth, picked up a cup of black tea, went to the window and drank it slowly. There was no reply from the other end. It seemed that he had failed. Frowning, Father Ye said, "I see. You come back Bar."

"But I don't want to come back yet."

"Come back tomorrow. Don't make me repeat."

Ye Zhiyuan gritted his teeth: "...Yes."

......

Zhou Xuan was really sick. When he stepped into Australia, his whole body felt cold. He shrank his neck. He slowly pushed his luggage and walked towards the crowded crowd.

His body has always been good. Except for the occasional stomach pain, he has never been ill. Now the illness is very fierce. Zhou Xuan tried his best to shrink himself into his clothes, while secretly cursing Ye Zhiyuan.

No matter how you think about it, it's all because of Ye Zhiyuan's repeated torment the night before... caused by excessive indulgence.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Zhou Xuan was cursing. He didn't react until he bumped into someone.

"...Mmm." The soft and waxy voice has a lovely nasal tone. Zhou Xuan raised his head. With his red nose and his misty eyes, it looks like a spotted deer accidentally bumped into the crowd In the middle, flickering, very pitiful and helpless.

"I don't know how to see the way."

"Hiss... It hurts, it hurts. Be gentle~" Ye Zhiyuan pinched his nose, and twisted it vigorously. The already red nose instantly became redder.

"You can't be gentle." After finally freeing his nose, Zhou Xuan gave Ye Zhiyuan a resentful look, touched his nose, and jumped into Ye Zhiyuan's arms, rubbing against his chest Rub. Holding his waist tightly with his hands, refusing to come out.

"Playing hooligans." He heard Ye Zhiyuan chuckle lightly. He put his hands on his shoulders lightly. He was tightened more and more tightly. The gentle voice was sexy. Ye Zhiyuan bent down. He whispered in his ear. Every sound touched his eardrum gently: "I miss you."

What are you thinking. The two of you were still hanging out on the bed the night before... He is not too hypocritical. Zhou Xuan thought disdainfully, but nodded heavily.

In the crowded airport, no one knows anyone. In a strange country, Zhou Xuan doesn't care about other people's eyes. The two big men hug each other tightly. Zhou Xuan's whole body is wrapped in Ye Zhiyuan Under his body, only his dark head was exposed.

The earlobe was suddenly sucked into the warm mouth. Zhou Xuan stiffened. His body softened unconsciously. To do such a thing in public... It was a bit too much for him who is conservative.

"Don't. Ye Zhiyuan..." The two hugged tightly. He was so tight that he could feel under the thick coat. A certain part of Ye Zhiyuan was slowly awakening. It was hot against his On the lower abdomen. Zhou Xuan's face was so red that he was about to bleed. He quickly stretched out his hand to push him away, and hugged him again. But it would cause a fire. "Go back, go back and hug again."

"Oh. How to hug." Ye Zhiyuan didn't want to let him go. He licked the back of his sensitive ear passionately.

"Just a hug. Just a hug. Hugs, do you understand?" Zhou Xuan almost jumped up, and bit his shoulder angrily. "Can you not always be so lewd?"

Ye Zhiyuan thought it was amused, held his face in his hands, and stared straight at his blushing cheeks with a half-smile. Until Zhou Xuan finally couldn't bear such naked/naked eyes, he said awkwardly: "Look, What are you looking at...um."

The following words were directly intercepted between the glued lips and teeth.

Zhou Xuan struggled a bit. Thinking that no one knew him anyway, he just broke the jar and threw his arms around Ye Zhiyuan's shoulders from behind. He stood on tiptoe vigorously and catered to him.

"...Um~ what, what's the matter." Zhou Xuan was kissing excitedly. Ye Zhiyuan stepped back, staring at him for a moment, and slowly wrinkling between his brows.

Zhou Xuan looked puzzled. He didn't lower his eyes slightly until Ye Zhiyuan's cool forehead was pressed against his. He kept quiet and couldn't bear this affectionate atmosphere.

"You have a fever."

"Ha." Zhou Xuan raised his head, and the volume of his voice accidentally increased.

"You really know how to take care of yourself." Ye Zhiyuan said, his eyes turned cold, he hugged Zhou Xuan's shoulders, took his luggage and walked to the airport gate.

85. Sick

In the high-end private clinic, Zhou Xuan was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, listening to the doctor's instructions, every word and every action.

He said it was a fever or something. Zhou Xuan didn’t really believe it. He was very reluctant when he was pushed by Ye Zhiyuan to the hospital. It was just a cold. It was necessary to go to the hospital.

But reluctance turned into reluctance. Seeing that Ye Zhiyuan's air pressure was obviously not very good, Zhou Xuan obediently took the thermometer in his mouth.

It turned out to be 39 degrees.

Zhou Xuan was taken aback and at the same time couldn't help but quietly raised his head to look at Ye Zhiyuan. Ye Zhiyuan stood in front of them with folded hands. His face became a little gloomy. A good leopard. His body is tight. His eyes are cloudy. It seems that if he is not good, he will rush over and tear him apart in the next second.

Swallowing his saliva, Zhou Xuan managed to show a smile, then lifted his legs, moved to the hospital bed, covered him with a quilt, and only left a pair of dark eyes to look at him.

"Go ahead."

"Okay." The nurse stood by the side holding the bottle for a long time, finally got permission, and hurriedly started to live, probably frightened by Ye Zhiyuan's aura, lifted the medicine, and inserted the needle into the skin in a hurry But Zhou Xuan's blood vessels are very thin. After several times of insertion, the blood vessels were not inserted. The little nurse couldn't help sweating. She pretended to be calm and patted the back of his hand hard. According to their professional nurses, this kind of low-level mistake It should not have been committed. Fortunately, the patient did not hum. After several attempts, the needle was finally inserted. The speed of the liquid medicine was adjusted. The little nurse wiped the sweat. After doing everything meticulously, she bowed slightly. Ready to back out.

"Special guards like you are at this level." Ye Zhiyuan suddenly said.

"Sorry, I'm sorry." The nurse was taken aback, and didn't dare to quibble, so she quickly apologized.

"Go down. You don't have to come here tomorrow. Ask Noah to find another nurse."

"gentlemen....."

"Go out."

Ye Zhiyuan's words were not to be questioned. The nurse opened her mouth and gave Zhou Xuan a pleading look, so she had to retreat resentfully.

Zhou Xuan frowned slightly. It was a bit painful when the cold needle was inserted into the blood vessel. It’s just that his blood vessel was really hard to find. Today’s nurse is pretty good. In the past, when he found the blood vessel, his arm would not be swollen. Strange.

"Ye Zhiyuan..."

"Shut up. Lie down."

"......"

Ye Zhiyuan walked over and adjusted the flow rate of the liquid medicine. Then he picked up a book beside the bed and sat on the chair. His tone also slowed down a bit: "Go to sleep. The liquid medicine flows It's very slow. You can sleep peacefully. It will probably be fine tomorrow."

"But......"

"Come on. Close your eyes." Ye Zhiyuan pulled the quilt on him and wrapped him tightly. His eyes stayed on the back of his hands for a second, and then he focused on his hands on the book.

Zhou Xuan glanced at him, as if there was really no room for discussion, so he closed his eyes.

Only open in the white room