I have time

When Yan Yu woke up, the room was still dark, and his slightly opened eyes revealed an indistinguishable confusion, and he opened and closed several times before fully focusing.

The flesh and blood all over his body seemed to have been roughly disassembled into the tiniest parts and reassembled, and any thought of movement could cause a substantial soreness.

The blackout curtains were drawn tightly, and the door was carefully closed. Yan Yu glanced at the fresh folds on the bed sheets and pillows beside him, and there was still someone's breath and body temperature that hadn't dissipated.

What about people?After all this, don't you forget to run away?

He touched the mobile phone on the bedside table, turned on the screen and took a look, God!Nine twenty-seven!

The alarm clock was turned off by someone, and he kindly helped him to turn it to silent. No need to think about it, he knew it was done by Yi Chengfeng. He must have unlocked it with his fingerprint while he was asleep.

The wheelchair had already been placed in the habitual position beside the bed, Yan Yu struggled to sit up and leaned against the head of the soft bed, as if someone had stuffed a ball of sand in his throat.

He picked up half a glass of water on the cabinet and drank it with his neck up. The warm liquid flowed down his throat, and the dryness was not so obvious.

He lifted the quilt and glanced at it, and hurriedly covered it back even with embarrassment, how could he get out of the big bed like this?

Yan Yu raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, as if he wanted to crush and disperse the remaining madness in his memory, but unintentionally activated many fragmented details.

Brother Feng, be gentle...Hold me, ah...It hurts...That's enough, no, save me...Brother Feng, hug me, please hug me...

The strange but novel feeling exploded in the depths of the soul, instantly burning every nerve in the whole body, and those broken groans/groans overflowed the gaps between the teeth completely uncontrollably, trembling into faint sobs.

It seems that he has been begging for mercy intermittently, and then there is a memory gap that he can't remember.

Yi Chengfeng hugged him to take a bath, he really couldn't bear the sweat and stickiness after the fierce collision, but he could only rely on him to rub against his arms.

Then, the same thing happened again in another venue...

Really, it's too shameful, he doesn't even remember how to get into bed and fall asleep.

The door was quietly pushed open a crack, and Yi Chengfeng poked half of his head in, covering his eyes with the door panel, his eyes flickering, "Honey, you're awake."

This is a concealed posture with the help of a cover, as if at any time when an unknown object is flying towards you, you can retreat to avoid it.

Yan Yu stretched out an arm from under the quilt and waved at him, "Come here, I will not hit you."

Yi Chengfeng hopped over like a big dog, holding a small rice spoon and wearing a Shui Bingyue apron, he knelt down on the side of the bed very consciously, "Baby, if you sleep a little longer, the porridge still needs to be eaten." Let it cool before drinking."

"Clothes!" As soon as Yan Yu opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was slightly hoarse, as if it had been roughed by sandpaper.

At the same time, he also saw clearly the blue and red hickey marks on his arm, as if he had been bitten by a dog.

Then he looked down at the body under the quilt, and he couldn't complain, even his unconscious ankle.

Yan Yu stared at Yi Chengfeng with a pair of watery eyes, "A bit reluctant? Huh?"

You, beast!

"I can't help it, I was wrong, hit me." Yi Chengfeng pressed his forehead to the side of the bed, held a small rice spoon over his head with both hands, and pleaded guilty.

"Honey," he obviously lacked confidence, secretly raised his star eyes and blinked, "now, how do you feel?"

Yan Yu rolled his eyes at him, "I kind of wish I was paralyzed from the neck on."

Such a shocking comment, Yi Chengfeng hung his head back on his chest, heartbroken.

"Don't turn off my alarm clock next time," Yan Yu scratched his head with the tip of a spoon, "help me change my clothes, the company has some important things to do today... No more shirts, let's use that sweater, the one with the high collar... "

"Baby, don't move, don't worry about anything... Come on, raise your arm obediently, okay, left hand... Put down the socks and don't move, I'll put them on... I, Xiao Yan, really look good in anything!"

"You look good without wearing it, ah—" Yi Chengfeng rubbed his sore forehead, "I'm going to serve porridge later, don't get it dirty, give me the spoon."

Dressed neatly, Yi Chengfeng Dian'er pushed Yan Yu to wash up, "I'll come, I'll... rub some of this to moisturize... the toothpaste is squeezed out, if you're tired, I'll do it alone, open your mouth, ah -"

It sounded so awkward, and his mind was full of wandering associations, the corners of Yan Yu's mouth twitched, and he silently squeezed the porcelain bottle of hand sanitizer tightly.

"Suddenly want to throw something, why don't you hide for a while?"

***

While eating porridge, Chen Xing called.

"Mr. Yan, your things have been delivered, and I have also brought your car here. It is now in the parking lot."

"Wait for me, let's go down here."

Yan Yu hung up the phone, looked up at Yi Chengfeng, who was holding the pot to pick up the leftover porridge, "Pour it out if you can't finish it, don't hold on. You send me down, there is something for you."

Yi Chengfeng changed his coat and sent him downstairs, "If you don't feel well, please take a day off to rest. How can I feel sorry for you going to work like this? I feel distressed, okay?"

Isn't it too late to feel distressed? Why did you go early!Isn't it very exciting when you ram Chi ram Chi?

It had been a long time since he had such pain below the waist. Even if he was a good person who was alive and kicking, he would probably have to use a wheelchair to go out after this battle.

The elevator door opened, and Chen Xing and You Lin stood side by side at the door. Seeing Mr. Yi, an old acquaintance, push his Mr. Yan out, they were startled, so they had to bite the bullet and say hello.

To talk about things at home at this time, no matter how you think about it, it's a little embarrassing.

Yan Yu took a small object that You Lin was holding in both hands, and threw it towards Yi Chengfeng.

Yi Chengfeng raised his hand to catch it firmly, and spread out his palm. It was a car key wrapped in a leather case, with a shiny Jeep Logo embedded on it.

He turned his head and followed You Lin's cautious fingering, and saw the black Wrangler parked next to the Land Rover. It was bright, rough and tough, with a brand new Liancheng license plate.

What's the meaning?Want a license plate for the car?

If you ask him for a mailing address, do you still have to buy him a suite?

Chen Xing was poked in place like You Lin's wooden stake, only his eyeballs turned occasionally. Boss Yan was inexplicably looking at the car and buying a car, and it turned out to be such an unimaginable ending.

Chen Xing wanted to bite off his own tongue. At the beginning, he nonsensically suggested to Mr. Yan not to consider this car. The chassis was too high and it would take a lot of effort to modify it.

Now look at Yi Che's long legs that are bifurcated below the belly button. Where is the height?It's clear that Xiangche and beauty are suitable for both!

"Let me go, little pineapple, during the running-in period, drive slowly."

It seems that no one can count on the three souls out of their bodies, so Yan Yu had no choice but to open the Land Rover door, move in by himself, and then reached out and knocked on the car window, Chen Xing and You Lin realized it belatedly After releasing the hold technique, he jumped into the car in a panic and drove the Land Rover away from the parking lot.

Yi Chengfeng walked up to the big black horse in a daze, and raised his hand to gently caress the bright car paint. The top is equipped with the latest 2.0 TRibicon, mechanical part-time four-wheel drive system, super climbing and off-road performance... even The unlocking notification sounds are particularly pleasant.

It took several years to pay off his more than 20 yuan, and then they gave him a car that doubled the price. Could it hurt people even more?

He took out his mobile phone and sent Yan Yu a message: Baby, are you planning to take care of me?

***

Workaholic Mr. Yan was late for an unknown reason for the first time in his career, no one dared to ask.

Outside the off-white turtleneck sweater, he was dressed in an autumn and winter casual suit made of coffee-colored wool fabric, making him lean and gentle. His skin is as white as warm jade, and his complexion is like a rainbow.

When passing the front desk, Mr. Yan smiled and nodded at them, not smiling' or 'nodding', but smiling' plus' nodding!

The little flowers, like Mu Ganlin, burst out a roof of pink peach hearts in his lightly sweeping sight.

Liang Pan frantically stomped on Oona's skirt under the table, his high heels stomping on the carpet, "Sister Oona, Oona, Oona, you are so handsome! Boss Yan didn't wear a tie today! His casual look seems to be more charming! It's like the cold ice cream has melted so slightly..."

Want to lick!

"Please pay attention to your saliva, or you will need to touch up lip gloss later. Doesn't it hurt to put on more than 400 pieces of Dior?" Oona tried her best to save the corner of her skirt, and wiped the folds distressedly.

Wu Gaga clasped his hands together, posing a pious posture like a church choir, as if participating in a recitation competition, "Oh, our gentle President Yan is back, the world melted... I said he must have been taken away yesterday It’s coming back even warmer today!”

Liang Pan pushed Poet Wu onto the seat, and the two of them gathered together to admire Mr. Yan's photos of him stroking cats for countless times.

"Do you feel anything is different?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Yan is sunny today, it's not that kind of faint sadness, it looks a bit dazzling!"

"Suddenly sad and suddenly happy, cloudy and sunny... Mr. Yan must not be in love, right?"

"Crow's Mouth!"

***

On the 33rd floor, Yan Yu turned his wheelchair and headed directly towards the President's Office in the South Court, and glanced at the camera on the ceiling seemingly unintentionally.

"Is Boss Wei in the company today?"

You Lin quickly followed behind him, "Yes, Cindy said he was here early in the morning, what do you need from him?"

"Well, you go back first, you don't need to follow."

Cindy was sitting at the table in the outer room, pinching post-it notes to sort out the documents sent by various departments that needed to be signed and approved by the president himself, when she looked up and saw Yan Yu immediately got up to greet her.

"Morning Yan Boss." She knew that Yan Yu could come over at any time without an appointment, but she still gestured to the closed inner door with her eyes, "Boss Hang is inside, wait for me to connect the line and let Boss Wei know you coming."

Following her gaze, Yan Yu glanced at the door, and then raised his hand as a stop gesture.

Hang Lu, director of the marketing department, is the only woman in Qiancheng's executive team. She is a returnee beauty and a legend in the industry. She has the beauty and aggression like a wild rose, the one that can arouse men's desire to conquer.

Some rumors cannot be spread on the 33rd floor, but it does not mean that they do not exist. Instead, they understand each other through other more obscure eyes and movements, just like the calmness in Cindy's eyes, and the unnatural corners of her mouth. smile lines.

Yan Yu replied with a knowing smile, and said to her in a soft voice, "The porridge in Ankara last time was delicious, help me to buy one for breakfast, thank you, now."

In fact, before he went out in the morning, Yi Chengfeng had just filled his stomach with green bamboo shoots and cod porridge. Even if the new dragon meat was launched next door, it still couldn't arouse his appetite at all.

"Alright Mr. Yan, wait a moment." Cindy hesitated for a moment with a reaction speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, then turned and walked out of the president's office area.

The next second she turned out of the corridor, Yan Yu's wheelchair had already reached the doorway of the double-sided solid wood door, her slender and beautiful hand pressed against the crack of the door, and with a sudden push, the door panel slowly opened to both sides under the action of inertia.

Click, the pure copper door stopper/accurately captured the door panel that was photographed, and opened the president's office wide open. The floor-to-ceiling curtains in the reception area directly opposite were wide open, allowing the unscrupulous sunlight to filter in.

The advantage of this height is that it is not afraid of peeping. Except for the glass-cleaning Spiderman, there is no sight that can be seen from that angle.

Oh, by the way, and unscrupulous intruders like him.

Yan Yu counted twenty silently in his heart, imagining the exciting scene of the mixed-gender competition, and then he turned the wheelchair and slowly rowed in, twisting his body and showing a pure and flawless smile to the executive desk on the left.

"Mr. Wei, morning~"

The author has something to say:

Yi Dafeng: Wife, I have an illusion that I can buy anything I like?

Yan Xiaoyu: Yes.

People who eat melons: Make a lot of noise, make a lot of noise!He likes other men, do you buy it too?

Yan Xiaoyu: Of course, buy it!he!of!Life!