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

Qiao Xingran slept for a whole night and half a day. When he woke up, it was already past 12 noon the next day. He opened his eyes in a daze, staring at the medicine bottle above his head in a daze.

How did he come back?Qiao Xingran's mind was swollen, and the image of himself being soaked in the rain on the street last night kept coming up, and then Jiang Yandong came, bit him, and kissed him.

Stretching out his weak hand to touch the side of the neck, there was indeed another scar there, I really don't understand what Jiang Yandong is thinking, is he just flirting?

He smiled self-deprecatingly, his pale lips were a little chapped, he braced himself to see that he was not in the original bedroom.

The decorations here are all dark, completely different from other places in the house. There is a familiar scent of cedar in the quilt. Qiao Xingran took a deep breath, then got up without a trace, put on her shoes, and prepared to go back with the infusion bottle.

Just before Qiao Xingran tiptoed and his hand hadn't touched the infusion bottle, the door slammed, Qiao Xingran panicked for no reason, his head became hot, and his hand turned in one direction. There was a stabbing pain on the back of his hand, and blood Mixed with the medicine, it gushed out.

"What are you doing?" A low shout sounded from behind, Qiao Xingran's back stiffened, and he stood still, letting the blood on the back of his hand roll out.

"Do you know that pulling out the needle by yourself is dangerous?" Jiang Yandong saw Qiao Xingran standing barefoot on the ground as soon as he entered the door, and his blood pressure suddenly rose.

Qiao Xingran's mind was a little dizzy, and while Jiang Yandong was chattering, he raised his hand to stop the bleeding, pressed half of the cotton swab on the wound, and he couldn't hold back a muffled snort.

"Lie back on the bed." Jiang Yandong said with a suppressed voice, his eyes were black.

Qiao Xingran froze on the spot and didn't move. His body was burning hot, but his heart was extremely cold. His mind was a little confused, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Jiang Yandong kissed him one after another, he was still so kind to him, but he was still in contact with his ex-boyfriend Yang Xihe, for a while, Qiao Xingran admitted that he was at a loss.

Seeing that Qiao Xing was still motionless, Jiang Yandong immediately picked him up by the waist, and put him on the bed before the person in his arms struggled.

"Be good, I don't want to go to work without a life assistant."

Qiao Xingran looked at Jiang Yandong in a daze, did he treat him well because he was his life assistant?Then why did he kiss me?

Qiao Xingran didn't ask, and didn't dare to ask, he was afraid of getting some weird answers.

"Are you hungry? I'll ask Aunt Lin to cook something delicious for you." Jiang Yandong re-opened a bag of intravenous syringes and deflated skillfully.

Qiao Xingran raised his eyelids dully to look at him. Such a tall man holds an infusion set that doesn't suit his temperament at all. Does he want to give himself an injection?

Qiao Xingran nodded, looking at Jiang Yandong's knuckle-boned hands holding a cotton swab, smearing some cool skin disinfectant on his hands.

The yellow cuff was tied on the hand, and the blue blood vessels were clearly visible. Qiao Xingran lowered his head subconsciously, staring at the re-sterilized cotton swab.

Jiang Yandong was expressionless, took the infusion set and exhausted it again, when the slender needle approached him, Qiao Xingran looked at the slender needle, but flinched a bit.

"You, do you feel pain from the needle?"

Jiang Yandong chuckled lightly, and met Qiao Xingran's eyes and kissed him.

Qiao Xingran's mind was already in chaos, when Jiang Yandong's slightly cool lips pressed against her, it was as if a pot had exploded in his mind, and a tingling pain came from the back of his hand in the next second.

"Hiss." Qiao Xingran blushed, and subconsciously took a deep breath. Looking at the blood flowing back from the infusion tube, his eyes immediately turned red with grievance.

He actually lied to me, Qiao Xingran only had this thought in his mind, he stared at his red deer eyes, his pale lips slightly puckered.

Jiang Yandong adjusted the number of drops without changing his expression, and caught a glimpse of Qiao Xingran's small expression from the corner of his eye, and felt like he was poked by something.

"Take your temperature and I'll serve you food."

Qiao Xingran didn't speak, and turned her head to the other side arrogantly, but obediently opened her mouth to hold the thermometer when Jiang Yandong handed it over.

"Good." Jiang Yandong smiled, and reached out to rub Qiao Xingran's head.

Qiao Xingran didn't speak, looked at Jiang Yandong's back as he walked out, and silently raised his hands to rub his burning ears.

Qiao Xingran complained silently about being useless.

Jiang Yandong came back soon, holding a tray in his hand, Qiao Xingran was so hungry that even with a stuffy nose, he could still smell a scent.

Is it fragrant meat wonton, or chicken soup, he swallowed silently, the fragrant meat wonton made by Aunt Lin is his favorite.

"Show me the thermometer." Jiang Yandong put down the tray, reached out and pinched one end of the thermometer.

Qiao Xingran opened her mouth obediently, and watched Jiang Yandong turn the thermometer to check the reading.

"Do you still have a fever?"

"37.5°C, better than yesterday." Jiang Yandong wiped the thermometer and put it on the table.

"It's time to eat." Jiang Yandong held the bowl, and in the spoon was a white and fat wonton, decorated with a small piece of green onion on top.

Qiao Xingran stared at the steaming bowl of wontons in front of him, the sweet taste rushed into his nose, and silently swallowed.

"I, I'll do it myself." Qiao Xingran subconsciously wanted to reach out, but forgot that he was still infusion, and the infusion bottle was shaken by this area.

"Don't move, I'll feed you."

In the quiet room, Jiang Yandong said softly.

The spoon was pressed against his lips, Jiang Yandong's eyes became blurred in the steaming heat, Qiao Xingran was stunned for a moment, he stretched out his tongue to test the temperature, and when he took the nipple, he was numb from the heat.

"It's too hot." Qiao Xingran complained, not noticing the hint of coquettishness in her tone.

"Then blow on it." Jiang Yandong smiled lightly, and leaned over to blow on it, "Eat."

Qiao Xingran bit down the wonton, the sweet taste spread in his mouth, he ate slowly, his speech was a little slurred.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Ah."

Jiang Yandong uttered the syllable "um", and slowly stirred the wontons in the bowl with the white porcelain spoon in his hand, Qiao Xingran couldn't see through the expression on his face.

"You, why did you kiss me?" Qiao Xingran bit her lip and asked anyway.

Holding the bowl, Jiang Yandong was silent for a long time, filled another wonton, blew it lightly, and handed it to Qiao Xingran's mouth.

Qiao Xingran looked at the wonton in front of him suspiciously, without thinking too much, he opened his mouth obediently and bit down.

"I said I like you, do you believe me?"

The person in front of him suddenly made a sound, Qiao Xingran almost choked, his face and neck were blushed.

Jiang Yandong said he likes him, how is it possible?

Qiao Xingran shook his head, looked at Jiang Yandong's bottomless black pupils, and suddenly swallowed nervously.

"You, you are joking, I, how could you..."

"Then don't ask, and eat obediently." Jiang Yandong interrupted Qiao Xingran in time, and fed another wonton to his mouth.

"Okay." Qiao Xingran replied vaguely with a wonton in his mouth, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.

He just said, how could Jiang Yandong like him, he was obviously with Yang Xihe yesterday.

"Qiao Xingran." Jiang Yandong called himself suddenly with a serious tone, he looked over in a daze, and suddenly fell into his deep eyes, feeling his heart drop half a beat.

"Can you be my boyfriend until I find someone?"

Qiao Xingran's mind froze for a moment, if Jiang Yandong's tone was not serious, he would have thought he was joking with him.

"If you don't speak, it will be considered as your agreement." Jiang Yandong hooked his lips, and reached out to wipe a little soup from the corner of his mouth.

Qiao Xingran's mind exploded with a bang. It's not impossible to be his boyfriend temporarily.

After eating a whole bowl of wontons, Qiao Xingran, who just had a fever, leaned on the head of the bed and fell asleep, everything around his ears was blurred. He stared at Jiang Yandong's action of removing the needle for him, and became a little more awake.

"Press the cotton swab and throw it away after a while," Jiang Yan said.

"Yeah." Qiao Xingran hurriedly pressed the wound, and threw the cotton swab into the trash can beside the bed when he felt that the bleeding was no longer there.

"Have a good rest, I'll go wash the dishes." Jiang Yandong went downstairs with a tray.

Qiao Xingran leaned against the head of the bed and was drowsy, feeling dizzy and uncomfortable, so he slowly got into the quilt, sniffing the scent of cedar on his face, and slowly closed his eyes.

When he was in a drowsy sleep, the bed beside him suddenly collapsed, the quilt was lifted, a cool breeze rushed in, and he fell into a warm embrace in the next second.

Qiao Xingran subconsciously arched her face into the opponent's arms, feeling the scorching heat from the opponent's body, and fell asleep with satisfaction.

After a while, Qiao Xingran suddenly became a little sober, aware of his posture of being a little bird, his face seemed to be scalded, and he hurriedly stretched out his feet to kick the opponent away.

How could Jiang Yandong not be aware of his reaction, he rolled over with his thighs in his arms, and easily suppressed the person under him.

Qiao Xingran blushed, and was immobilized by him, his outstretched leg was clamped by him, and there was a really hot temperature from the place where the skin touched.

"You, why did you sleep in the same bed with me?" Qiao Xingran complained in a muffled voice.

"This is my room." Jiang Yandong chuckled, and gently pulled him into his arms.

"Then, let me go, I'm going back to sleep." Qiao Xingran moved her legs, but the person on her body didn't move at all.

"Don't make trouble, go to sleep quickly, you are still sick."

Jiang Yandong stood still like a mountain, Qiao Xingran was sullenly angry, and reached out to pinch Jiang Yandong's waist, but was caught and pushed to the top of his head.

"Try to make trouble again, I don't guarantee that I will do anything." Jiang Yandong threatened in a low voice, and took his hand to explore a certain place of himself, feeling that the person in his arms shrank successfully Then he smiled with satisfaction.

"Rogue!" Qiao Xingran blushed and complained in a low voice, but didn't dare to move anymore.

Jiang Yandong's arms were very warm, Qiao Xingran slowly fell asleep, but still hugged the other's waist and refused to let go, hum, he didn't think he was upright!

Jiang Yandong felt that the breathing of the person in his arms was gradually becoming even, so he couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hands to hug him a little tighter.

So cute, think rua.

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Baozi, I missed a chapter, and now I am adding it again, woo woo woo, so sad