The white cut black boss is pretending to be pitiful again

Liang Huai is in great need, so naturally he won't let him go once he succeeds.

Although Ji Sangyan didn't reject being intimate with him, Liang Huai's bedding was really bad.

When he was excited, he dared to say any shameful words, which made Ji Sangyan wish he could forget about his poisonous mouth.

Liang Huai's smell was particularly strong. When it was over, the whole living room was filled with his smell. It wasn't bad, but it made him feel like he was lying in someone else's territory.

Lying in Liang Huai's arms for a while, Ji Sangyan's stomach suddenly growled twice.

The two of them looked up at each other almost at the same time.

At that moment, Ji Sangyan saw consternation and shock from Liang Huai's eyes.

"Aren't you full yet?"

Ji Sangyan really wanted to wring his head off, "I didn't eat tonight."

Liang Huai: "..."

Ji Sangyan: "..."

Liang Huai: "I'll cook."

Ji Sangyan just watched him stand up, and then walked away with his buttocks naked.

"You're not going to wear a dress?" Ji Sangyan couldn't believe it.

Liang Huai was stunned for a moment, then said softly, then casually took a bath towel around his body on the sofa, turned around and left.

Looking at his dazed back, Ji Sangyan seriously suspected that it was not his descendants who came out of it just now, but his brain.

Fortunately, Liang Huai didn't make any mistakes, and he made the food smoothly.

Although Liang Huai has a face that doesn't touch the spring water, his cooking skills are first-class. I dare not say anything else. Compared with those private meals that start at five figures outside, it is definitely more than enough.

After eating for a while, Ji Sangyan looked up at the person opposite: "Who did you learn this skill from?"

"Self-taught." Liang Huai thoughtfully sandwiched a piece of braised pork for him: "Is it okay?"

Ji Sangyan was not stingy with his appreciation: "Very good."

Liang Huai was very satisfied with his answer, and started to pick up some dishes for him: "Eat more if you like, and you can tell me anything you want to eat, brother, I will know it."

Ji Sangyan looked up at him: "You didn't go abroad to study cooking, did you?"

"..." Liang Huai looked at him silently for a while: "I studied finance."

So do finance majors also teach cooking?

Ji Sangyan really wanted to tease him a few words, but he was afraid that Liang Huai would push him on the dinner table to do it again.

So he swallowed those words abruptly.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Liang Huai glanced at him suspiciously: "Brother doesn't like finance?"

Ji Sangyan nodded without paying much attention: "It's okay."

In fact, this has nothing to do with whether he likes it or not. 80.00% of the rich second generation around him majored in finance, even Ji Xialin, so he didn't feel much about it.

Liang Huai looked at him complicatedly for a while: "Brother, can I ask you a question?"

"ask."

"Why did you choose to study medicine?"

Ji Sangyan paused when he picked up the vegetables.

As the former heir of the Ji family, why did you choose medicine instead of economics?This question has been asked by countless people.

But when these words came out of Liang Huai's mouth, Ji Sangyan couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Why study medicine?

In fact, he didn't know either.

If he just doesn't want to study finance, he should choose more decent music or more artistic painting.

But he chose the hardest medicine.

Perhaps, it was because he subconsciously wanted to study medicine.

But this sentence sounds a bit perfunctory.

So Ji Sangyan said: "If you want to choose, you can choose."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Liang Huai's eyes, but he still asked unwillingly, "Is there no other reason?"

"There is no other reason." After speaking, Ji Sangyan suddenly realized that something was wrong with Liang Huai: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Liang Huai tightened his grip on the chopsticks, his eyes were half down: "It's nothing, let's eat."

I don't know if he cared too much about Liang Huai's mood, but that night, Ji Sangyan had a very strange dream.

In the dream, he was very small, he looked only eight or nine years old.

He was sitting on the hospital bed with a Pikachu doll, looking up from time to time in the direction of the door, as if waiting for someone to come.

"elder brother!"

Before seeing anyone and hearing his voice, he suddenly looked up, only to see a thin and short boy running in from outside.

Then he climbed onto his bed wheezing, blinked his round eyes and asked, "Brother, what story are you telling today?"

The innocence makes people can't help but want to bully him.

So, he said nastyly, "Talk about the farmer and the snake, okay?"

Little Douding blinked his round eyes.

"Great!"

How happy I was at the beginning, how sad I cried after hearing the story.

"The farmer is so pitiful." He leaned into Ji Sangyan's arms and sobbed, "It would be great if I were a doctor. If I were a doctor, the farmer wouldn't die."

Ji Sangyan's chest was wet from crying.

Ji Sangyan doesn't like crying children, but facing Xiao Douding in front of him, he doesn't seem to be very disgusted.

On the contrary, I still feel a little...distressed.

So, I hugged the little thing and coaxed it for a long time.

In the following period of time, Xiao Douding fell in love with the doctor game, and after changing the medicine every day, he would run over with his toy medicine box, act like a baby and let him treat him as a patient.

Ji Sangyan was unwilling at first, but gradually accepted it.

One day, Xiao Douding suddenly said, "Brother, I want to be a doctor when I grow up."

"why?"

"In this way, I can treat my brother."

"The nurse sister said that my brother had a fracture and it hurts a lot, so I want to be an orthopedic doctor." Xiao Douding was eager to try: "In the future, when my brother breaks a bone, I will help him break it back, so that it will not hurt."

Ji Sangyan: "..."

I think the orthopedic doctor should not be what you said.

"Brother, what do you want to be in the future?" Xiao Douding raised his head and asked him.

What do you want to be?

Ji Sangyan glanced at his leg in plaster: "The richest man."

"What is the richest man?"

"It's Xicheng, no, the richest person in the whole country."

Xiao Douding drooled: "Is it richer than my father?"

He wiped him with his sleeve: "Yeah."

"Wow, my brother is amazing." Xiao Douding looked at him adoringly, "Then I will marry my brother when I grow up, and I will also be the richest man."

He was amused by Xiao Douding, and pinched his fleshy cheek: "You are so young, so I won't marry you."

That dream was so real that when Ji Sangyan was awakened by Liang Huai, Xiao Douding's face overlapped with Liang Huai's.

He shrank back with a yelp in fright.

Liang Huai was taken aback by his sudden reaction: "Brother?"

After a while, Ji Sangyan realized that the scene in front of him was not a dream.

"Hold, I'm sorry." He panted slightly: "I seem to have a nightmare."

A very strange nightmare.

Liang Huai looked at him with a complicated expression for a while, then sat on the bed and gently hugged him: "It's okay."

Smelling the familiar scent, Ji Sangyan's mood gradually calmed down.

Liang Huai patted him on the back lightly: "Is it better?"

He nodded, "Yeah."

Liang Huai's voice was very gentle: "Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

He shook his head: "I still have to go to work."

Liang Huai really wanted him to ask for leave, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into: "I'll take you to wash up."

Ji Sangyan had a strong sense of responsibility, and it was almost impossible for him to ask for leave because of exhaustion, so Liang Huai did not waste his words.

He just needs to make Ji Sangyan as comfortable as possible.

Ji Sangyan thought that dream was just a coincidence, but he never thought that every night after that, he would dream of that crying little Douding.

In the dream, Xiao Douding always chases after him and calls him "brother, brother".

It's very much like someone's appearance when she's acting like a baby.

But he has no memory of before the age of ten, so he is not sure if that is true or not.

Ji Sangyan was tormented by this frequent dream and was in a trance. One day when he was eating, he couldn't help asking: "Liang Huai, did we meet when we were young?"

Liang Huai paused: "No."

Ji Sangyan did not give up: "Really? Could it be that you are too young to remember?"

Liang Huai looked up at him, but said nothing.

There was something unclear in his eyes, Ji Sangyan felt inexplicably guilty, and hurriedly lowered his head to eat.

After eating two mouthfuls, Liang Huai felt inexplicable again.

If you don't have it, you don't have it. Why do you want to kill him?

He doesn't seem to have said anything excessive... right?

In the next few days, Ji Sangyan always felt that Liang Huai was suffocating.

He was dull when talking, bit him deliberately when kissing, even bumped into him deliberately when he was intimate, and didn't let him go until he cried and begged for mercy.

But when I asked him, he didn't say anything.

If you are in a hurry, just act like a baby and fool around, and then dare to do it next time.

Ji Sangyan lost his temper after being tormented by him, so he could only seek advice from Jiang Hao, who understands the world.

"Angry for no reason?"

Ji Sangyan frowned: "It's been several days."

"According to common sense, people don't get angry for no reason." After a pause, he shrugged and said, "Unless he's here for his aunt."

Sensing Ji Sangyan's almost murderous eyes, he quickly said, "Just kidding."

He cleared his throat and said solemnly: "When did you find out that he was angry?"

Ji Sangyan thought for a while: "It seems like three days ago."

"What did you do three days ago?"

What did he do?

Ji Sangyan's memory quickly regressed, and finally stopped at the dinner table that night, with a serious look on his face.

"Have you thought about it?" Seeing his solemn expression, Jiang Hao asked quickly.

Ji Sangyan murmured softly: "No way?"

"What is what?" Jiang Hao was curious to death.

Ji Sangyan hesitated for a while: "I just asked him if we met when we were young, and he said no..."

Jiang Hao urged: "And then?"

"Then I said, is it because you are too young that you don't remember?" Ji Sangyan paused, but still felt that this guess was a bit outrageous: "Could it be that he misunderstood me?"

Shouldn't it?

Liang Huai... is not young.

so sensitive?

Jiang Hao's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he patted Ji Sangyan's shoulder with a heavy expression: "Men really can't be said to be small."

Very hurtful.