Boss Ji's petite wife

"Ji Hongye... I, I seem to have sprained my ankle..."

Wen Shurong felt that today was a failure in his life, he clutched his ankle, the stinging pain from there made his eyes slightly red.

He has been afraid of pain since he was a child, and even he is terrified of getting an injection. Every time it is his mother who asks someone to hold his hands and feet.

Ji Hongye looked at the red-eyed person sitting on the ground, but he didn't leave him behind after all.

Wen Shurong saw that Ji Hongye stopped and stood at the door, and immediately supported the wall to take off the small heels on his feet. He just forced his feet into the shoes that were one size smaller. It's all red now.

But Wen Shurong didn't look at it either, but hurriedly jumped up to Ji Hongye with bare feet.

He was afraid that the other party would throw him here and then walk away in this situation, and that would be a waste of work for him today.

Ji Hongye looked at the other party with one foot up, bouncing up and down in front of him, and the half-length skirt on his body swept across his calf, with a somewhat inexplicable expression in his eyes.

"What are you doing dressed like this?"

Ji Hongye stood beside Wen Shurong, but he didn't reach out to help him, but asked coldly.

He remembered that when he met Fu Wenxuan downstairs just now, he was still wearing normal clothes.

When Wen Shurong heard Ji Hongye's question, he was a little embarrassed for a while. He couldn't say that he wanted to spoil Ji Hongye's date, wouldn't it be more embarrassing.

"I just... think, I think this dress is a little... a bit nice, so I just... wear it..."

After babbling, Wen Shurong almost bit off his tongue. What kind of nonsense is he talking about? A big man looks at a skirt, thinks it looks good, and then puts it on himself?

Who would believe that this fucking is not a pervert?

Wen Shurong scolded herself for being a fool in her heart, lowered her head in annoyance, and closed her mouth for a moment.

Ji Hongye's eyes flickered when he heard what Wen Shurong said. Obviously Wen Shurong was not telling the truth, but Wen Shurong never told the truth in front of him, he was used to it.

"Let's go."

Ji Hongye looked at the other party's slightly drooping head, after all, he didn't say anything more, just said to the other party.

"Oh, ok ok!"

When Wen Shurong heard the other party's words, she quickly responded, and then followed behind Ji Hongye, limping and walking downstairs with bare feet.

At this time, Ni Qixi didn't know where he had gone. After Wen Shurong went out, he saw Ji Hongye standing at the door of the coffee shop, turned his head and looked at his feet.

I didn't feel anything inside just now, but now when I walked out, Wen Shurong felt a little embarrassed when he saw the other party's gaze, curled up his toes, his feet were not soft like a woman's, but had distinct bones, But whiter than normal.

Just when Wen Shurong was thinking about how to find a reason to follow her, Ji Hongye suddenly took two steps towards him and stood beside him.

"Well, I...my car is broken down and I can't go back. I'll be with you!"

Wen Shurong was afraid that the other party would say that he was going to leave before him, so he quickly found a lame excuse to block the conversation.

As a result, Ji Hongye didn't seem to hear what he said. He stretched out his hand to hold Wen Shurong's wrist, wrapped one hand around Wen Shurong's back, and bent over Wen Shurong's back with the other hand. Shurong's knees immediately hugged him up.

"!!!"

By the time Wen Shurong realized what had happened, Ji Hongye had already carried him several meters away.

Wen Shurong's face turned completely red all of a sudden, being held in Ji Hongye's arms, feeling the faint smell of tobacco on his body, his mind was a little buzzing.

Wen Shurong seemed to be dumb, and looked up at Ji Hongye's chin in a daze, looking at the sharp-edged side profile of the other side, a little dumbfounded.

Ji Hongye walked to his car, put Wen Shurong down, and opened the co-pilot's door.

"Get in the car." Ji Hongye's tone was still cold.

"Oh." Wen Shurong came to his senses this time, and staggered into the opponent's car without saying a word.

Ji Hongye closed the car door, then went back to the driver's seat and sat down.

Wen Shurong watched the other party sit down, feeling uneasy, but at the same time excited, he finally got into Ji Hongye's car.

"seat belt."

Ji Hongye turned his head and saw Wen Shurong staring at him for a moment, and said something impatiently.

Wen Shurong let out an ah at first, then immediately reacted, and conveniently pulled the safety belt to fasten it on himself.

Seeing this, Ji Hongye started the car and drove out of the parking lot.

It was at this time that Wen Shurong suddenly discovered a problem, that is, it was Ji Hongye who drove the car himself today.

Normally, whether Ji Hongye was going to the company or on a business trip, he was usually accompanied by bodyguards and drivers, but today he drove by himself.

Thinking of this, Wen Shurong couldn't help but think of the woman just now, what is the relationship between that woman and Ji Hongye, why the other party made an appointment with Ji Hongye in the coffee shop, and why Ji Hongye drove over in person.

A series of questions made Wen Shurong's head big, and when he got agitated, he felt itchy on his scalp. Wen Shurong subconsciously scratched it, but it ended up on the wig.

Wen Shurong: "..."

He forgot that he was still dressed as a girl, wearing a skirt and a wig...

But sometimes it’s like this, the more itchy you can’t scratch it, the more itchy that place will be.

Wen Shu endured and endured, but finally couldn't help it, and turned his head secretly, and saw that Ji Hongye didn't seem to be looking at him, but was concentrating on driving.

In this way, Wen Shurong didn't care about it, and stretched out his hand to lift the wig on his head a little, and stretched his fingers in to scratch it twice.

It was comfortable now, Wen Shurong was satisfied, and then when he turned his head, he saw Ji Hongye's gaze fell slightly to one side, falling on his face, but it was only for a moment.

But at this moment, Wen Shurong exploded in embarrassment. In the end, he felt discouraged and stretched out his hand to tear off the wig on his head.

"It's just... a little itchy."

Wen Shurong scratched his head casually, and explained a sentence in an attempt to cover up.

At this moment, Ji Hongye's car stopped at a red light. He turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Wen Shurong's hair.

The original normal hair of the other party became limp because of the wig, and the hair on the forehead and sideburns was still slightly damp, sticking to the face, probably due to sweating from wearing a wig.

Wen Shurong's eyes were round, and he blinked at this moment, with a trace of innocence, which made Ji Hongye feel agitated for no reason.

Taking advantage of the idle time of parking, he took out a cigarette casually, lit it and dangled it, and looked away from Wen Shurong's face indifferently.

After taking two puffs, Wen Shurong couldn't help coughing, and was about to start talking about something, when he saw Ji Hongye open the window of the car.