Thousands of years old silly white sweet

It is unlikely that he will be discharged tomorrow.

But it is possible to be more comfortable in the hospital.

"Yeah... President Xiu... don't do it..."

Xiujue was helping him clean up, but the sound of wet water never stopped. Dong Changqing grabbed the sheet, twisted his waist, trying to get rid of his hand, but was grabbed back, "What's wrong?"

Dong Changqing let out a muffled snort, and the scent on her body became even sweeter.

Xiujue pulled out his finger, suppressed a smile and deliberately asked him, "What's wrong with you?"

Dong Changqing turned over, pulled the quilt over to cover herself, lay there limply, and didn't speak.

His eyes were all gray and he was really weak, but from Xiujue's point of view, there was a lingering aftertaste in those dark eyes, misty, dense and extremely seductive.

Xiu felt admitted that the way he diverted attention was excellent.

Now he not only forgot the itch of the wound healing, he even forgot the wound on his body.

Seeing that Xiujue was sticking to him again, Dong Changqing put her arms around his neck, and fell on his shoulder weakly, "Come on...I'm sleepy..."

"I'm not sleepy yet."

"Then, let's make you sleepy."

……

Thanks to Dongqing, Xiujue’s wounds healed very well. The scars were smooth after the blood scabs fell off in the lightly injured areas. As long as the ointment was applied frequently, it would be healed after a year, and the rest of the area could be treated Scar plastic surgery.

On the day she was discharged from the hospital, Dong Changqing was so excited that she flew all over the hospital like a bird about to fall.

He really got to know him well in the hospital, and he didn't need Cui Yan at all for discharge procedures and so on, he could easily settle it by himself.

Cui Yan, who came to pick up the president from the hospital, was reduced to the status of a bag-carrying younger brother.

"President Xiu, everything is packed."

Xiujue nodded and looked at the nurse's station.

Dong Changqing was surrounded by a group of nurses and was saying goodbye.

He made many friends.

so good.

Dong Changqing also felt very good, he waved goodbye to the nurses, "Goodbye~ I will come to play with you when I have time."

The head nurse glared at him, "Is a hospital a good place?"

Dong Changqing thinks about it, yes, there is only one reason for him to come to the hospital, that is, Xiujue is sick.

President Xiu is pitiful enough, it's better not to get sick in the future.

"Then you guys come to play with me when you have time, and I will work in that coffee shop."

After saying goodbye, Dong Changqing turned around and walked briskly towards Xiujue, "Mr. Xiu! Let's go home!"

"Okay, go home."

Cui Yan drove the two back to the apartment, and he brought a lot of documents waiting for Xiujue to deal with.

He was looking forward to his discharge from the hospital more than Xiujue himself. The things inside and outside the company these days almost drove him crazy.

However, the good news came unexpectedly.

In the study room of the apartment, Xiujue held a pen in his hand, signed his name on the document after reviewing it, stamped it with the official seal, and handed it to Cui Yan, "I have worked hard on you during this time."

Cui Yanke said politely, "It's not hard, it should be."

"Okay, book me two tickets to Copenhagen tomorrow."

"Ah?" Cui Yan had a bad premonition, he blinked twice, "I just got out of the hospital and went on a business trip, wouldn't it be too hard?"

Xiujue smiled softly, "It's not a business trip, but to get married, don't worry, just get a certificate and come back."

"..."

To be honest, since they got together with Dong Changqing, they have become more and more humane, always smiling nicely.

But he loves that workaholic Mr. Xiu even more! ! !

Forget it, this kind of domineering president who doesn't do business properly, don't mind.

Dong Changqing didn't know why Cui Yan walked in so excitedly, why he left dejectedly, "Mr. Xiu, what's wrong with Cui Tezhu? It doesn't seem very happy."

"Probably because I know I'm going to get married, and I'm in a bad mood."

"Why? Isn't marriage a good thing?"

Xiujue thought for a while, then said slowly, "Maybe he has a crush on me."

After hearing this, Dong Changqing felt distressed.

How come there are so many people who like Mr. Xiu.

But fortunately, he and Xiujue are about to get married, and by that time, it's no use whoever likes it.

At this time, Dong Changqing had already forgotten how she swore at the beginning that Ji Xinglin must step in when he is in love and when he breaks up, and when he gets married and when he divorces.

"Change your clothes, let's go out for a while."

Not long after they arrived home, Dong Changqing asked suspiciously, "Where are you going?"

Xiu Jue embraced his shoulders, pinched his pink cheeks, "We're getting married, of course we need to buy a wedding ring."

Although the injury on Xiujue's back has not completely healed, it will not affect his daily life. He drove Dong Changqing to the jewelry store.

It is rare for two men to come to this kind of place. When the clerk greeted him, he was still confused. The first thought in his mind was that someone asked for marriage, and a friend came to accompany him to choose a ring.

She sighed, feeling sorry for the girl who had been proposed.

Straight men can't be persuaded about aesthetics.

But soon, the behavior between the two made her assumption collapse.

The taller man lowered his head slightly, and softly asked the boy beside him, "Do you like it?"

The boy with big eyes leaned on the glass, staring at the diamond rings, and said in embarrassment, "They're all about the same..."

He struggled for a while, and chose the most expensive and ugliest one. The ring was as wide as his little finger, with a big diamond in the middle and dense diamonds beside it. "That's it."

The man coughed twice, as if holding back a smile, "Do you like this?"

"This one is quite special, what do you think? We two Dai, your opinion is also very important, right?"

"I don't have any objections for the time being." The man said, knocked on the glass, looked at the clerk, the tenderness in his eyes disappeared instantly, "Please take this out."

The clerk woke up like a dream and understood the relationship between the two, "Okay."

She stabilized her hands, took out the ring, and handed it to Xiujue.

Xiujue took a visual inspection and put it on Dong Changqing's thumb.

It's loose, and it's falling down.

Dong Changqing thinks that Shining is very beautiful, "That's right, it's a bit big..."

Seeing his regretful face, Xiujue took off the ring silently, "Let me choose."

Giving up on Dong Changqing who had no idea, Xiujue chose a pair of rings and rings. The diamond is inside the ring, implying eternal and deep love.

Xiujue put the thinner one on Dong Changqing's middle finger, then handed him the other one, "Help me put it on."

Dong Changqing has only seen this kind of action in TV dramas. When the hero and heroine get married, they have to exchange rings like this, but, "Shall we wear it on this finger?"

"Well, it's just an engagement ring. I ordered a pair of wedding rings. I can't get them until we come back from abroad."

So this is ah.

Dong Changqing smiled sweetly, and put the ring on his finger.

Just right.

Mr. Xiu's fingers are really long.

Thinking of some behaviors of this hand, Dong Changqing's eyes changed a little.

The clerk couldn't see it, lowered his head, and asked politely, "Customer, have you decided to order this one?"

Xiujue hummed, but didn't go to check out, but asked Dong Changqing, "Do you want anything else?"

The tone seemed to be buying cabbage at the vegetable market.

Dong Changqing thought for a while, rolled up Xiujue's cuffs, and on his wrist was still hanging the silver bracelet bought with his first month's salary.

"Ok?"

"I think..." he said guiltily, "I bought this for you, it's too cheap."

A gratified expression appeared on Xiujue's face.

He thought that Dong Changqing would never realize it in his life.

Although he had the same thought as Dong Changqing, Xiu Jue didn't say it out, but told him in a very gentle tone, "No, this is the first gift you gave me, and its meaning is very precious. "

Dong Changqing put down his sleeves and said solemnly, "I will make more money in the future and buy you better ones."

Xiujue didn't dampen his enthusiasm, "I'll wait."

In the afternoon of the next day, the two boarded a plane to Copenhagen, the capital of Denmark, where there are many affiliated companies of the Xiuren Group, and Xiujue had made all the arrangements before going there.

So, on the second day after arriving in that city, they successfully obtained their marriage certificates.

It didn't seem to make much sense, and it seemed that at that moment it really became a family.

To be honest, no one was too excited about getting a marriage license, and Dong Changqing was even more immersed in exotic customs. To him, the whole city was like a fairy tale dream, full of romance, The mild climate made him feel comfortable and relaxed.

Like all foreign tourists, he frantically takes pictures every time he arrives at a scenic spot, posts them on Moments, and Weibo, showing off.

In Xiujue's eyes, this is so cute. He recognized himself as a layman, and when Dong Changqing took pictures of scenic spots, he took a camera to take pictures of Dong Changqing. As for what the city looked like, his memory is very vague.

The two wandered abroad for a week, and had a little accident on the last night before returning home.

That afternoon, it was raining outside, and Dong Changqing was afraid that Xiujue's wound would get infected in the rain, so he went back to the hotel with him early.

Xiujue didn't sleep well last night, and fell asleep in bed not long after returning to the hotel.

Dong Changqing didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he couldn't read TV and was bored, just like a child at home who had nothing to do to think about how to harm others, he took out all the red wine and foreign wine from the wine cabinet, Open it and pour a little into the cup as well.

Imitate the witches in cartoons to prepare potions.

This is probably the picture.

Dong Changqing knelt on the chair, leaned on the table, and gently stirred in the cup with a spoon. Feeling that it was almost done, she picked up the cup and took a sip.

The taste is very strange, not bitter or spicy, and it feels a little comfortable when it enters the stomach.

Eh?What the hell is this.

Dong Changqing decided to experience it again.

……

Xiujue was awakened by someone, he opened his eyes, and saw Dong Changqing wearing a T-shirt, lying beside him with bare legs, pink eyes, flushed cheeks, and a strong smell of alcohol in his breath gas.

"Have you been drinking?" Xiujue frowned and looked out, surprised by the dozen or so wine bottles on the dining table.

Dong Changqing just smiled foolishly, leaned on him, and called softly, "Brother Yang Jian..."