After introducing someone to the boss, I became his only favorite

It was early in the morning when Jiang Yandong woke up, looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, he immediately felt a little vigilant, and when he lifted himself up, he was relieved to find the person lying soundly asleep by the bed.

Qiao Xingran didn't know when he fell asleep, he felt uncomfortably cold, felt the movement on the bed, and woke up in a daze.

"Ah, you're awake?" Qiao Xingran rubbed his eyes, his hands were sore from the pillow on his head, and his shoulder suddenly hurt.

Seeing that Jiang Yandong had already sat up with his body propped up, Qiao Xingran immediately sobered up a lot, ignoring the numbness in his hands, he stood up abruptly.

"The doctor said you should lie down and rest well, why did you get up so soon?" He anxiously supported Jiang Yandong, trying to help him lie down.

"I'm fine." Jiang Yandong's voice was a little hoarse, not as strong as usual.

"Then let me turn on the light first."

"Boss, are you hungry, hiss~"

In the dim environment, Qiao Xingran couldn't see clearly. While talking, he wanted to turn on the light, but unexpectedly, he kicked the chair he was sitting on just now with his calf, and the pain swept his calf.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yandong heard the voice, his heart tightened, he tore off the quilt and got out of bed.

Qiao Xingran didn't know what was going on behind him, so he limped over to turn on the light, and the whole ward was lit up with a "click". When he turned around, he saw Jiang Yandong standing in front of the bed in a hospital gown, and his heart ached again.

"Ah, why did you get out of bed? The doctor told you to lie down and rest." Qiao Xingran went over to help him in a panic. The man fainted from the pain and didn't know how to cherish his body.

"I'm fine." Jiang Yandong stared at the round vortex on Qiao Xingran's hair, and said softly.

"How can it be okay, you have to listen to the doctor, or you will feel uncomfortable." Qiao Xingran didn't notice the difference in Jiang Yandong's tone, she just carefully helped him back to the bed, "Hurry up, go back to the bed and lie down .”

"You're trying to get me into bed so hard?" Jiang Yandong lay back on the bed, smiled and pinched Qiao Xingran's earlobe.

Jiang Yandong's words successfully made Qiao Xingran blush, he avoided the other party's hand pinching his ear, and there seemed to be residual warmth on the earlobe, which made him hastily stretched out his hand to cover his ear.

"You, you know how to talk. Now that you are so energetic, you can do whatever you like, and I don't care about you!" Qiao Xingran blushed with embarrassment, and embarrassedly accused this person who always loves to tease him.

Qiao Xingran said that, no matter what Jiang Yandong asked him to do, he pretended not to hear, and took his mobile phone to order takeaway for Jiang Yandong.

He added a piece of preserved egg and lean pork porridge and a small pickle to the shopping cart, and ordered himself a mix of noodles, and the people on the hospital bed stared at him intently.

"Xingran, pour me a glass of water." Jiang Yandong leaned against the head of the bed, staring at Qiao Xingran's body that was shrinking into a little turtle, curled his lips, and called out slowly.

"Don't you have any hands?" Qiao Xingran held the phone and started to order barbecue, and said fiercely, the salt water couldn't get in.

Qiao Xingran silently watched the movement behind him, and began to waver in his heart, whether it was too much for him to eat barbecue in front of a patient.

"Hiss, it hurts so much." Jiang Yandong hooked his lips when he couldn't see, and moaned in the next second while covering his stomach.

Qiao Xingran heard him say that it hurts, and dropped the mobile phone in his hand on the sofa. He ran over and hurriedly asked him if he wanted to take a painkiller.

"You, why is it hurting again? Oh, yes, do you want to take painkillers? I, I will call the doctor." Qiao Xingran anxiously looked at Jiang Yandong's pale face, anxiously wondering what to do .

"Don't call a doctor, just take your medicine." Jiang Yandong lazily opened his eyelids and said "weakly".

"Okay, take the medicine." He frantically peeled off the painkiller package, poured a glass of water, broke it in two, took half and stuffed it into Jiang Yandong's mouth, and gave him another sip of water.

"How is it? Is it better?" Qiao Xingran put down the water glass in his hand, his body was still trembling, and he watched Jiang Yandong's reaction nervously.

"I just took it, how could it take effect so quickly?" Jiang Yandong was a little dumbfounded.

Qiao Xingran looked at Jiang Yandong in embarrassment, and it took him a long time to realize that he was too anxious, but he still couldn't stop shaking, and his wrist was grabbed in the next second.

Jiang Yandong's hard chin rested on his shoulder, Qiao Xingran just wanted to raise his head to look at Jiang Yandong, but was pinned down by his head.

"Boss, you, what are you doing?"

"Don't make noise, let me hug you for a while." Jiang Yandong half-knocked his eyes, and inhaled the fragrance of Qiao Xingran's body.A little lazy and authentic.

Qiao Xingran didn't speak anymore, her body was stiff and she didn't dare to move, for fear of making Jiang Yandong uncomfortable.

It turns out that the big guy in people's mouth also has such a fragile side. They like to hug him, probably because they want to gain more warmth.

He remembered a story he heard from Zhang Yao before. The boss of City A was Jiang Yandong. His father died when he was 14 years old. His mother was coerced by his father's lover at that time. Jiang Yandong was sent abroad. He recharged his energy, and when he returned, he killed Xiaosan and successfully regained Jiang's rights.

Presumably it must be difficult for him to be alone in a foreign country. His family is not around, and he has no friends around him.

Thinking of this, Qiao Xingran silently hugged Jiang Yandong tightly. They are all poor people, so they can only feel the warmth when they cuddle together.

Feeling Qiao Xingran's relaxation, Jiang Yandong slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and closed his eyes to enjoy the breath of the person in his arms. After a while, he quietly sucked on Qiao Xingran's fair neck.

"Ah!" Qiao Xingran felt the strength on his neck, and he almost jumped up. At the same time, he also screamed out.

He, Jiang Yandong kissed his neck?

Qiao Xingran covered the place where he was kissed, his heart speeded up uncontrollably, but because his head was pressed down, he couldn't move, he felt the masculine breath of Jiang Yandong's body, his face was hot like steam.

Before he could react, there was a wet feeling on his neck again, with some strength.

"What are you doing, let me get up quickly." Qiao Xingran blushed immediately, isn't such an intimate thing that can only be done between lovers?

Qiao Xingran blushed, and tried hard to push away the person who was pressing on her shoulders. She was so irritable that she was about to cry, but the person who was holding her laughed lightly. Suddenly, a pair of warm hands lifted up her clothes and touched them. On the waist.

"Well, Jiang, Jiang Yandong, what are you doing?" Qiao Xingran opened his eyes in disbelief, pinched his waist with some rough fingers, and suddenly softened sensitively.

"Hey, don't make trouble." The deep voice in the ear made Qiao Xingran's brain thump loudly, how, how could Jiang Yandong make such a foul?

Just when he was about to be bullied to the point of crying, and his mind was muddled, the phone rang right at the right time, and Qiao Xingran took advantage of Jiang Yandong's moment of stupefaction, and hurriedly got out of his arms.

"Hey, you, hello." Qiao Xingran limped and answered the call with his mobile phone, nervously daring not to look at Jiang Yandong's face, and retreating far away to prevent him from touching her.

"Hello, I'm a delivery person from Group M. Your delivery is downstairs. Is it convenient to come down and get it?" A hearty voice came from the phone, and Qiao Xingran walked out while putting on his shoes.

He still didn't forget to take a sneak peek at Jiang Yandong, unexpectedly, he happened to meet his gaze, seeing the scrutiny in his eyes, his face flushed instantly, and he hurriedly opened the door and went out.

After picking up the meal, Qiao Xingran hid outside the door and took a look nervously, only to find that Jiang Yandong was still leaning on the bedside, fiddling with the phone in his hand, then he let out a sigh of relief and walked in.

"The delivery is here, get up and eat something."

Qiao Xingran buried her head in setting the table on the bed, and automatically ignored Jiang Yandong's eyes staring at her.

"What is this?" Jiang Yandong looked at the milky white packing box in front of him and asked.

"Porridge, the doctor said you can't eat too hard now, so I ordered some porridge." Qiao Xingran reached out to open the lid of the packing box, held the spoon and handed it to Jiang Yandong.

"What's on the coffee table?"

Facing Jiang Yandong's scrutiny, Qiao Xingran glanced at the barbecue on the coffee table guiltily, suddenly he was full of confidence, what's wrong with eating some barbecue by himself?

"Barbecue, what's the matter?" Qiao Xingran opened the pickles in his hand very imposingly, but he was really guilty.

"Then what is this?" Jiang Yandong said to another box on the table while holding the small plastic spoon in his hand.

Qiao Xingran saw the smile in Jiang Yandong's eyes, and hurriedly hugged the box of noodles, "This, this is mine too."

After doing all these actions, Qiao Xingran realized that he seemed to have overreacted, so he pointed to the porridge on the small table with some embarrassment.

"You can only drink porridge, this and that are mine alone!"

Before Jiang Yandong could respond, Qiao Xingran immediately ran back to the sofa with his noodles in his arms, and turned on his barbecue contentedly.

A burst of fragrant smell wafted out, Qiao Xingran sniffed, and happily picked up a skewer of roasted tender beef. The flavors of cumin and chili are perfectly blended, it is really delicious in the world.

"Qiao Xingran, the injury on his neck is still not healed." Jiang Yandong looked helplessly at the person who was eating happily on the sofa, and couldn't help but make a sound.

"It's okay, this chili is not spicy at all." Qiao Xingran knew that he would say that, and found an excuse early on.

"Can you eat barbecue without being spicy?" Jiang Yandong twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, this little bastard wanted to order barbecue when he couldn't eat other things.

"It's okay, I feel that my wound is almost healed, and it wasn't a big hole." Qiao Xingran ignored him too much, and picked out a bunch of palm treasures to rub.

After eating, Jiang Yandong fell silent, he sneaked a guilty glance at Jiang Yandong, and found that the other party was already awkwardly holding a plastic spoon and started to drink porridge, so he opened a can of beer given by the merchant with confidence.

Although it is early in the morning, drinking is not very good, but how can we eat barbecue without beer.

Qiao Xingran ate a few mouthfuls of noodles for a while, and some barbecue for a while, and he drank a can of beer. When he finished eating, he hiccupped contentedly and started giggling.

Jiang Yandong put down the spoon in his hand, glanced at the smirking man, knew that he was drunk, so he called softly.

"Qiao Xingran?"

Qiao Xingran turned his head in a daze, snorted coldly, started staggering to pack up the packing box and threw it into the trash can, then walked to the hospital bed and covered Jiang Yandong's unfinished porridge Throw it in the trash.

In the end, the trash was also packed and thrown outside the door. These actions were done in one go. If it weren't for his confused eyes, he wouldn't be able to tell that he was drunk at all.

"Be honest, I'm going to take a shower." Qiao Xingran hiccupped a little, and suddenly approached Jiang Yandong, raising her finger as a warning.

"Understood, let's go." Jiang Yandong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he squeezed Qiao Xingran's fingers, and kissed him on the cheek.

"You old rascal, I, I already knew that you would do this, but I can't stop you, woo..." Qiao Xingran clutched the place where she was kissed in grief and angrily, and cut her straight to the bed.

"Oh, it's really worrying." Jiang Yandong got out of bed, carefully carried him into the bathroom and helped him take a bath.

The result can be imagined, the person who poured a cup was dumped on the bed by Jiang Yandong again.

【Speak】

afterwards

Bo Jiang: May I ask the victim, do you have anything to say?

Victim Xingran: I don't know why the merchant gave me beer, I regret it!

Bo Jiang: May I ask the victim, do you have anything to say?

Party·Big Brother: No regrets, no regrets at all, even some aftertaste.

Victim Xingran: It’s too late to regret, woo woo woo, I’m not clean anymore