The pheromone of the lop-eared rabbit makes the CEO really fragrant

Qi Yan pushed Rong Bao to a corner of the sofa, and asked like an old hooligan, "Baby, what should I do if I'm hungry?"

Seeing that Master Qi was going to play a hooligan, the old butler and the maid avoided their eyes in a sensible way.

Rong Bao pointed to the small pastries on the tea table.

Qi Yan shook his head: "I don't like to eat that kind of food."

"Eat Rongbao's radish." After Rongbao finished speaking, he made a gesture to take out his own radish.

Qi Yan didn't stop him, there was a strange light in his black pupils, and he just watched Rong Bao doing that bird's nest-like action with ease.

Rong Bao really took out the little radish, Qi Yan quickly looked around and saw that the housekeeper and maid had already avoided him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and incidentally knocked Rong Bao's little head: "Baby, pay attention to the occasion .”

Qi Yan teased Rongbao, but he didn't expect to be taken seriously. Fortunately, he was at home, so it didn't affect him.

Qi Yan helped Rongbao stuff it back again, and said jokingly: "I can't eat such a big carrot."

Rong Bao still has a little self-knowledge: "Not big."

Qi Yan was so captivated by his little lover, he couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh, his chest resonated strongly.

His smile was heard by the old housekeeper far outside. It's been a long time since I heard Master Qi laugh like this, no, I have never seen Master Qi laugh like this before, like a second fool, it's not right, before As soon as the news of Young Master Rong's pregnancy came out, Master Qi had already laughed like this. The old housekeeper was too old to remember clearly.

Qi Yan hugged Rongbao onto his lap, and was about to say some flirty words to tease Rongbao, when his hand in his pocket vibrated.

Qi Yan fumbled out to answer, and heard Qi Feng's voice on the other end of the phone: "Uncle, are your shipments going to be shipped out this month?"

Qi Yan answered the phone with one hand, and gently rubbed Rong Bao's small buttocks with the other hand: "The goods are not ready yet, I will let you know when it will be shipped."

"Oh." Qi Feng is still a little dazed now, he doesn't know how to smuggle, so he can only wait for the time being and listen to his uncle's next command.

Just when Qi Feng was about to hang up the phone, he heard his little aunt groan softly: "Well...Master Qi...don't touch..."

Qi Feng wanted to listen again, but the call was cut off quickly, and he guessed that his uncle was not doing personnel affairs at all.

Qi Yan didn't do anything, he just rubbed Rong Bao, because Rong Bao himself was too sensitive.

"Baby, I'll go to the study to check something, and you can play by yourself." After putting Rong Bao down, Qi Yan fled to the kitchen, took pills while walking, and took a few pills in succession Compressed tablets.

After arriving at the study room, Qi Yan turned on his computer, entered the dark web page, and went to discuss the delivery time with the lord codenamed Jazz.

As soon as Qi Yan left a message for Jazz, the other party replied him immediately.

Jazz said that he will get the goods this month, Qi Yan replied with two cold words: out of stock.

After being silent for more than a minute, Jazz replied again: Delivery next month is also possible, but it must be delivered by you personally.

Qi Yan looked at this line of words and pondered for a while, then replied: "Okay."

After the chat, Qi Yan quit the dark web, and then called Ye Wang: "How much is the product?"

Yewang replied: "It's only half a ton, and the raw materials are almost used up."

Qi Yan picked up the pen on the desk, and tapped slowly on the table: "The delivery will be next month, so don't worry so much."

Yewang respectfully said, "Master Qi, I understand."

"Also..." Qi Yan stopped after only two words, because his little lover ran over to hug her.

Qi Yan leaned down and hugged Rongbao on his lap, then said to Yewang on the other end of the phone: "You help me keep an eye on the ruffian, and I'll tell you about the rest later."

"Yes." Ye Wang was not surprised when he heard Qi Yan's words, because he had already guessed that Master Qi was beginning to suspect the old man.

Qi Yan put down the phone, looked down at Rong Bao and asked, "Honey, why don't you play in the living room by yourself?"

Rong Bao lifted his half-eaten snack and brought it to the old man's mouth: "Master Qi, ah..."

The snacks were freshly baked, and the old housekeeper brought them to Rongbao. Rongbao took a bite and thought it was very delicious, so he hurried over to let Master Qi have a taste too.

Qi Yan didn't refuse, he took another bite where Rong Bao had bitten, he couldn't taste whether it was good or not, but the taste was quite soft and dense.

While eating snacks, Qi Yan pondered Sir's message just now. Why did the other party emphasize that he should deliver the goods in person? Could it be that the other party wanted to meet him?

Qi Yan and this person code-named Jazz have traded many times, but they have never met each other, and they don't know the physical characteristics of each other. They have only been in secret contact on the dark web.

Qi Yan didn't want to take this risk, so he decided to follow the original plan and let his useless nephew deliver the goods.

"Grandpa Qi...have some snacks..." Rong Bao's little hands had been raised in the air for a long time, but the man didn't respond at all.

After Qi Yan reacted, he ate the snack in Rong Bao's hand in one gulp.

After eating the snacks, he became a little thirsty, Qi Yan swallowed hard and said, "Honey, are you thirsty?"

Rong Bao took out another piece of snack from his pocket, shook his head, expressing that he was not thirsty.

Qi Yan said solemnly: "I'm thirsty, give me your milk."

Although Qi Yan is getting old, he is not ashamed at all, maybe it is precisely because of his age that his face becomes thicker than the city wall.

After listening to Rong Bao, he was taken aback, and looked at the old man cutely: "..."

Then, Rongbao lowered his head to look into his pocket, and there were only a few pieces of snacks in his pocket, but no milk.

Rong Bao shook his head: "Not anymore."

"Who said there's no more." Qi Yan carried Rong Bao to the desk and sat down, ready to forcibly suck the milk.

Rong Bao pressed his small hand against Qi Yan's forehead: "Don't..."

In this family, Qi Yan is the one who is in charge of the house, how can it be Rong Bao's turn to say no, and in the end he was squeezed out of the little milk.

Satisfied, Qi Yan walked out of the study with Rong Bao in his arms, and asked the old housekeeper for a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup for his little lover to make up for.

After a while, the old butler brought a bowl of chilled white fungus and lotus seed soup, with red dates and goji berry floating on it, it was very healthy just by looking at it.

Qi Yan picked up the bowl and fed Rong Bao with his own hands.

The old butler standing next to him noticed something sharply: "Master Rong, your pants..."

Qi Yan woke up for a moment, thinking that the matter of milking himself had been spotted by the old housekeeper, thinking that the old housekeeper had really good eyesight.

"Master Rong, why are your trouser pockets so bulging... Oh, how can you put snacks in your pockets? You can't eat them." The old housekeeper's attention was actually on Rongbao's pockets.

Qi Yan remembered that the snacks that Rongbao gave him were taken out of his pockets, how could such unpackaged snacks be put in his pockets.

"Mai Tai is dead." Qi Yan shook out all the dim sum on Rong Bao's body, and when the dim sum dregs fell from Rong Bao's body, it was as if it had snowed.

Rongbao didn't resist the whole process, and cooperated extremely.

After shaking, Rong Bao was a little dizzy, so he lazily leaned on the old man to rest for a while.

The old butler was still nagging at the side, telling Rong Bao not to put the snacks in his pocket next time, not because he was afraid that his clothes would get dirty, but because he was afraid that the unclean things on his clothes would be eaten into his mouth.

No matter how long-winded the old housekeeper was, it was a miracle that Rongbao could hear a single word. Rongbao listened only to what Qi Yan said.

But Qi Yan will not waste his tongue on such trivial matters, because he is not the kind of person who likes to chatter.

Qi Yan's approach is not to wear clothes with pockets on Rong Bao in the future, this can solve the problem fundamentally, and it is in line with his style of doing things.

After all, it was just a trivial matter, and Rong Bao ignored it as soon as he heard it.

Qi Yan still had injuries on his back, so he couldn't play with Rong Bao for too long, so he had to go back to bed and lie down soon.

If someone else experienced this explosion, I am afraid that they are still lying on the hospital bed and unable to get off the ground. Only Qi Yan can not only get down on the ground, but also looks alive and well, but these are just appearances, in fact, the pain is tolerated by Qi Yan Just didn't say it.

Qi Yan lay back on the bed and took a few breaths. He couldn't take it anymore, so he took Rong Bao away first, and then called the doctor to change his medicine.

After the explosion, Qi Yan's back was not only covered with fragments, but also suffered from extensive burns. When he was first injured, it didn't look serious, but after a day, for some reason, the wound festered.

When the doctor removed the gauze that had been stained yellow by the pus, he was also shocked: "Master Qi, your condition is a bit serious now."

"Is it really that serious?" Qi Yan turned his head to look at the injury on his back, only to see a large piece of rotten flesh that was festering.

Qi Yan frowned.

At this moment, Rong Bao ran over, lay down on the door, and yelled sweetly through the door: "Master Qi~"

Qi Yan immediately urged the doctor: "Hurry up and change the medicine."

"Okay." The doctor carefully applied the medicine on the wound, and then wrapped it with gauze. He only dared to wrap it once, and the wound was airtight if it was wrapped too much.

"Wrap it a few more times." Qi Yan thinks that the wrapping is too little, and the pus will stain the clothes and bedding, and Rongbao will find out at that time.

The doctor hesitated for a moment, but did it anyway.

Qi Yan put on his clothes, looked nonchalant, and asked the doctor to open the door and let Rong Bao in.

The doctor really admired Mr. Qi in his heart, he could bear such pain, it was not like a human being - the meaning of praise.

Rongbao was let in, and quickly threw himself on the man, saying aggrievedly: "Master Qi slept with him."

He was referring to the doctor. Master Qi and the doctor were alone in the room, not knowing what they were doing.

Qi Yan looked at his jealous little lover and said with a smile: "He just helped me change my medicine."

The doctor walked to the door, turned his head and said, "Master Qi, you have to be careful, don't make any big moves, so as not to involve the wound."