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

During this period of time, debt collectors kept calling him, and Qiao Xingran fell into trouble again for a while. He could only keep accepting some design orders on Weibo, and earned very little money.

Because he was still busy with the production of finished products for the competition, Xingyue had no time for his work at all, so he reluctantly resigned from his part-time job, and was busy with the competition while working.

He didn't realize that he was neglecting Jiang Yandong, and he didn't realize that there was something wrong with his actions. Finally, when he was about to lock himself in the room to draw a draft, Jiang Yandong made a complaint.

Qiao Xingran focused on looking at the phone, thinking about how to design the order he had just received. Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out from behind and wrapped around his lower back. The bedroom door was shut with a bang, which made his heart tremble.

Before he had time to ask what was wrong, he was pressed against the door panel in the next second, and the warm breath accompanied by the fragrance of cedar spread over his ears, which made him shrink his neck.

"Why do you want to be locked in the room again?" Jiang Yandong pinched the waist of the man in his arms, and asked through gritted teeth, one leg squeezed between his legs, making him unable to move.

Qiao Xingran was lying on the door panel, his chin was held from behind by the man, and the particularly sensitive right waist was also pinched by the man, as if his lifeblood was being pinched, and his feet softened for a while.

"What's the matter, you, can you let me go first?" He begged softly, because such a posture really made him uncomfortable.

"You don't pay much attention to me these days." Jiang Yandong let go of his hand, hugged him in his arms, buried his head on Qiao Xingran's shoulder, took a light breath, his voice was a little hoarse.

"I, I didn't." Qiao Xingran felt wronged.

"You have." Jiang Yandong lowered his voice, let go of his arms and turned the man around.

"You don't go to bed with me at night, you don't accompany me at lunch, and you don't accompany me when I go out to socialize..." Jiang Yandong bent slightly, reached out and pinched the soft flesh on Qiao Xingran's face, bit by bit accusing.

When Qiao Xingran heard this, he immediately recalled that during this period of time, he was under too much pressure due to debts, and all his free time at noon and night was used to draw design drawings.

Thinking about it this way, he really didn't have time to stay with Jiang Yandong to fall in love all the time, guilt surged in his heart immediately, he stretched out his arms to hug Jiang Yandong, and apologized a little embarrassedly.

"I've been too busy lately, sorry."

Sometimes he was rather rough-headed, and he didn't even notice Jiang Yandong's mood during this time.

"No next time." Jiang Yandong took a deep breath and reached out to rub Qiao Xingran's hair.

"Okay." Qiao Xingran nodded. In fact, he didn't know that Jiang Yandong was so cute. Thinking of this, he gently rested his head on Jiang Yandong's arms.

"I was wrong, so can you let me go?"

"No." Jiang Yandong resolutely refused.

"It's the same for drawing the manuscript tomorrow. I will assign you less work and draw in the office tomorrow."

Qiao Xingran was a little amused, just about to say how this would work, the next second he was picked up by the waist, and the phone in his hand almost fell to the ground in fright.

"You, what are you doing?" Qiao Xingran hugged Jiang Yandong's neck in panic, feeling dizzy.

"I'll take you to take a bath and sleep together." Jiang Yandong said in a deep voice with a dark face. He was too used to him during this time, so he must "teach a lesson".

"I can wash it myself." Qiao Xingran struggled to jump down, but was firmly held by the strong arm around the knee, unable to move for a while.

"You can't, I'll help you." Jiang Yandong opened the bedroom door expressionlessly, and carried him in.

Being thrown on the bed, Qiao Xingran finally realized the danger. Taking advantage of the time when the other party straightened up, he quickly sat up and wanted to escape, but was suppressed.

Qiao Xingran panted lightly, the weight on his body made him unable to resist, and his warm hand reached into the skirt of his shirt, making him flinch subconsciously.

"Where do you want to go?" Jiang Yandong lowered his head, lightly bit the tip of Qiao Xingran's pink ear, and asked viciously.

"W-I'm not going anywhere!" Qiao Xingran pressed his hands against Jiang Yandong's chest muscles, and the bulging sensation made his face a little hot. He didn't dare to look at Jiang Yandong, and looked to one side with a guilty conscience.

"Can you?" Jiang Yandong took a deep breath, lowered his head and buried it in Qiao Xingran's chest, and said in a muffled voice.

"Huh?" Qiao Xingran didn't realize it for a while, and stared at his head with some doubts.

"Can you give it to me?" Jiang Yandong said hoarsely.

After half a minute, Qiao Xingran finally came to his senses, and pushed his shoulder in shock, his face was burning red.

"I, I can't do it." He was so frightened that he started to cry, and wanted to sit up anxiously.

Qiao Xingran's resistance was useless in the end, and she gradually sank into Jiang Yandong's gentleness and sweet words, and the two of them really fused together from the bottom of their hearts.

There was a faint sound of birds chirping outside the window, Qiao Xingran couldn't open his eyes, and turned over in a daze, feeling as if his whole body had been run over by a car and fell apart.

"Hmm~"

Holding him into his arms with both hands, Qiao Xingran muttered uncomfortably, his eyes were so sore that he couldn't open them.

"Sleep a little longer, I'll wake you up for dinner." Jiang Yandong lowered his head and kissed Qiao Xingran's forehead, and said softly.

Qiao Xingran opened his eyes with difficulty, his eyelids were a little hot, he opened his mouth, but made a hoarse voice.

"I still have to go to work today." Qiao Xingran was startled by his hoarse voice, and instantly woke up, opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Yandong with a smile on his face. kicked him.

Jiang Yandong seemed to have predicted his movements, quickly turned over and clamped his legs, and the person in his arms let out a hoarse wail instantly.

"Ah! My waist hurts!" Qiao Xingran dodged anxiously, but she didn't pay attention to her waist, and she burst into tears in an instant.

Jiang Yandong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he stretched out his arms to embrace him, and gently massaged Qiao Xingran's soft waist.

"It's all your fault." Qiao Xingran lay on the bed, buried her head in the pillow, tears streaming down her face.

"Blame me, don't be angry." Jiang Yandong chuckled, bowed his head and kissed that cute hairpin.

"stop laughing."

The more Qiao Xingran thought about it, the angrier he became, he raised his hand and wiped away his tears angrily, if he had known that he was so powerful and had such serious sequelae, he would not have made do with Jiang Yandong.

He wept aggrievedly, he had already made a decision in his heart, he would never let Jiang Yandong fool him again.

Qiao Xingran, who planned to draw two drafts today, had to give up and stay at home obediently. Unexpectedly, not long after lunch in the afternoon, he began to doze off drowsily in Jiang Yandong's arms.

Jiang Yandong looked at the lovely little head of the man in his arms, like a chicken pecking rice, he couldn't help but hooked his lips, and reached out to straighten his head, but felt the hot temperature.

"Xingran?" He gently woke up Qiao Xingran exclusively, looking at his moist eyes, his heart suddenly raised, "You have a fever."

"Lie down obediently, and I'll get you a thermometer." Jiang Yandong carefully placed the person on the sofa, quickly got up to find the medicine box, and took a long time to find the thermometer.

"Hey, open your mouth to hold the thermometer in your mouth." Jiang Yandong carefully helped him up, and gently squeezed Qiao Xingran's chin.

Qiao Xingran felt that his head was swollen, as if it was about to explode. Hearing Jiang Yandong's words, he opened his mouth weakly.

In a daze, he heard Jiang Yandong say that the temperature had reached 39°C, and then he rose into the air and was finally placed on a soft bed.

He could feel a warm wet towel on his forehead, but he couldn't open his eyes tiredly, only heard Jiang Yandong's deep voice ringing in his ears.

He gradually fell asleep, but saw the scene he was afraid of. He was sitting in the car, with the voices of his parents talking next to his ears, and his body swayed slightly as the car turned.

Qiao Xingran was a little stunned, he felt that this scene was familiar, and wanted to recall it, but the tingling pain in his temple made him give up this idea.

She hadn't seen her mother for a long time. Hearing her mother's gentle voice, Qiao Xingran gradually smiled.

It felt so good to see his mother again, Qiao Xingran smiled and listened to her gently talk about his love with his father, he subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch his mother's face.

There was a piercing sound of brakes, and Qiao Xingran felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and something roared out of his chest. He watched a large truck roll over, and his mother quickly hugged him.

"mom!"

Qiao Xingran heard his voice gradually become empty, and his mother's bloody face appeared in front of his eyes, which shocked his nerves violently.

Him, his mother!

Qiao Xingran's whole body was covered in cold sweat, and he suddenly woke up, but his eyes were white with snow, and there was the sound of beeping instruments in his ears.

He sat up with some doubts, but there was a sharp pain in the back of his head. He raised his hand to touch the back of his head, but he touched the warm liquid.

He slowly moved his hand to his eyes, his pale hand was covered with glaring blood, Qiao Xingran felt his breathing gradually becoming short, and there was a sharp sound in the empty and pale room, he covered his head, feeling like he wanted to was split open.

When he opened his eyes again, Qiao Xingran realized that he was back in his childhood. After he was criticized by his father, he quietly hid in the Xinglin near his home.

This is his paradise, especially in autumn, the leaves here will turn golden yellow, just like a golden snow in the sky.

But this day he met a different person here, a brother who was serious about reading. He was attracted by this brother's appearance. Legs, read the book in hand with him.

"Can I watch it with you?"

He sat on Jiang Yandong's lap and looked at him innocently.

"Okay."

They seem to have agreed that they would meet here every day at that point, but one day that brother disappeared.

As soon as the scene changed, Qiao Xingran came to a place where he couldn't see anything. A voice kept telling him that his mother didn't want him anymore, and his brother wouldn't want him anymore either.

He shook his head in fear, his body covered in bursts of cold sweat, and subconsciously called out.