After being disabled, I hired a bodyguard

"Okay," Yu Heng shrugged, "Then let's talk about something else—I can understand that you told your assistant that you were sick, but why didn't you tell me in advance when you came back? Burn, if something goes wrong, there is no one to take care of it."

He Yan's hand paused, and the spare ribs he had just picked up fell back into the bowl, splashing a little soup.

He hesitated for a moment before saying: "Actually, I didn't have a fever when I boarded the plane, but I was not feeling well. I fell asleep on the plane and only found out when I woke up."

"You can do it," Yu Heng was a little scared, "If I didn't see the news and didn't pick you up, what would you do?"

He Yanzhi was very guilty: "Then... take a taxi, you can always go home."

"Then what if I'm not at home? When you get home, you are alone. No matter here or in the villa, no one is there during the day, so you just lie at home and have a high fever?"

He Yanzhi remained silent.

Yu Heng sighed: "This is not an example."

Anyway, there will be no next time.

He Yanzhi nodded again and again, and said after a long while: "I wanted to tell them, but seeing that they were having a good time, I didn't bother to bother them. It's not easy for Yang Xinnan and me to go together, so I finally got to have a good time... right."

Yu Heng waved his hand: "Hurry up and eat."

He Yanzhi ate box lunches for more than two months. Although he also started a small stove in the middle, he just felt that the food made by Yu Heng was not as delicious.

Today he finally tasted the dishes cooked by Chef Yu himself again, and he was "happy with my heart" for a while, and felt that it was worth the extra criticism.

Yu Heng has always been willing to use ingredients when cooking for him. Whether it is meat or vegetables, he uses the best and freshest. Although this pot of soup is called pork rib soup, in fact there is not much meat at all. The bones and flesh are separated, and with a hard bite, the bone marrow can be chewed out.

"By the way," Yu Heng picked up a chopstick dish for him, "Can I stay at home tomorrow? I've disappeared for a day, and it's not justified if I don't go to school tomorrow."

"It's okay, don't worry about me," He Yanzhi just focused on eating, "Fever is an accident, what should you do, I will take a good rest, don't worry."

Yu Heng didn't want to think about the credibility of his "relief", and pretended not to hear the words: "Don't take a bath today, you can wash it tomorrow, do you hear me?"

"I listen to you."

It's rare for Mr. Yan to be so obedient, so the little bodyguard naturally had to take advantage of his obedience to make more demands: "It's not too hot these days, so don't turn on the air conditioner."

He Yanzhi nodded obediently.

"Stop playing with your phone, sleep when you're sleepy, and eat whatever you're asked to eat, don't refuse."

"Ok."

"I'll let you off this time, after all, filming is your job—but you must be obedient and listen to me in the future."

"no problem."

Seeing that he promised so happily, Yu Heng doubted whether he was serious, and tapped the table with his knuckles: "You have no sincerity at all, how can I trust you?"

"Do you still want me to write you a letter of guarantee?"

"I can see it."

"..."

He Yanzhi shot himself in the foot with a rock, never expecting that the little bodyguard actually took out a piece of A4 paper, wrote two lines on it, and handed it to him: "Come on, sign."

"...Isn't it possible," Yan always felt very embarrassed, "I really mean what I say, a promise is worth a thousand dollars."

"Yes, you spend money like water," Yu Heng interlaced his fingers forcefully, and hit the paper with a "snap" sound, "Hurry up, sign it."

He Yanzhi had no choice but to take the pen, and read according to the paper: "I, He Yanzhi, will voluntarily abide by the conditions proposed by Yu Heng from today, brackets, which is beneficial to me. If you violate the regulations, then... violate one by one Yue won't sleep with me?!"

His eyes widened: "You are too cruel, I would rather you write 'not getting out of bed'... Shall we change to another punishment?"

"What's the matter, you haven't signed yet, and you've already decided to accept punishment?" Yu Heng raised his eyebrows, "Don't be silly, sign quickly."

Mr. Yan was forced to sign the "Shameful Treaty", and he always felt that his elegant signature was restrained, and he was dejected: "Sign it, here it is."

Yu Heng folded it up and put it away in satisfaction: "Then I won't let you press your fingerprints."

He Yanzhi: "..."

This kid actually wants him to press his fingerprints?

It's against him.

However, Mr. Yan only dared to complain in his heart, but he didn't dare to say a single syllable. After eating in silence, he finished the pot of pork rib soup.

He wanted to leave the meeting, but found out...he couldn't control the wheelchair.

He's a mermaid now.

So he cleared his throat: "Well... don't forget to charge the battery."

Yu Heng was packing up the dishes, and he paused when he heard the words: "No, you really plan to live in a wheelchair for the rest of your life? Is it comfortable?"

He Yanzhi raised his hand and scratched his face: "Uh...it saves effort if there is electricity, but it is more troublesome if there is no electricity."

Yu Heng was speechless.

He threw someone on the sofa, went to brush the dishes by himself, and then washed his hands: "Take off your clothes, I'll rub them for you."

"I can't take it off," He Yanzhi confessed, "My shoulder hurts too much, I need you to help me."

Yu Heng was about to kneel down for him, and asked very incomprehensibly, "How did you keep your assistant for a month?"

He Yanzhi: "She is a woman after all, and she doesn't know how to eat and sleep and follow me all the time. I try not to face her when I change clothes, and... it's better to put plaster on it. It's not to the point where I can't move at all. "

Yu Heng was too lazy to mess with him, and felt that he couldn't use it on the sofa, so he moved him to the bedroom, took off his clothes, took out safflower oil from the drawer, poured it on his palm first, and then wiped it on the other's shoulders.

The plaster was removed for a long time, and the skin was not so red. He massaged it gently a few times, only to feel that the muscles of someone's shoulders were stiff.

"Is this thing really useful?" He Yanzhi picked up the box of safflower oil, "It looks like chili oil... Hiss, you should be gentle."

"I didn't exert any force at all." Yu Heng continued to massage him, the movements were gentle, "The pain is definitely not my problem, it's your own problem."

He Yanzhi: "..."

"Bow your head," Yu Heng even helped him press his neck, "I'm afraid you won't be completely cured if you die for a few months."

He Yanzhi didn't want to face it, he said softly, "When will you graduate?"

"There is still one year, what's the matter?"

"When will we officially live a happy life without shame?"

Yu Heng looked at him in surprise: "Is it just you who are imagining a happy life like this? You have no capital if you are shameless, okay? Don't dream, I will never touch you until you recover."

He Yanzhi despaired instantly: "Don't..."

Yu Heng didn't pay attention to him anymore, his hands went down his spine all the way to his waist, then turned him over again, and started rubbing his knees.

He Yanzhi probably has few parts of his body that are not sick. After Yu Heng gave him a set, he felt that it was more tiring than going to the gym by himself.

He was squatting on the ground when the other party suddenly reached out and grabbed his hair.

"Why?" Yu Heng was puzzled.

He Yanzhi forced him to look up: "I said, we have been separated for two months, and you didn't show anything when I came back? For example... kiss me or something?"

"No kiss," Yu Heng pushed his hand away, "You made me angry and worried, and you still want me to kiss you, dreaming."

"Then can I kiss you? You didn't make me angry or worry me. I don't mind."

"?"

Yu Heng was about to get up, when someone suddenly pulled him, and he fell forward without standing still, and He Yanzhi also fell backwards, suddenly changing into a posture where he was pressing down on the other party.

"??"

He Yanzhi didn't do anything, put his arms around his neck, forced him to approach him, and kissed him with his lips.

Yu Heng: "..."

Boss Yan is boring to overwhelm him, and he is very skilled at being overwhelmed.

Although it was easy to break free from him, the little bodyguard couldn't bear it. He cooperated with the other party to end the kiss and heard him say, "I miss you."

"I miss you more than you miss me."

"I'm sorry," He Yanzhi's voice was very soft, "I won't do this again, this is the last time."

"As long as you know."

"I finally retired with peace of mind." He Yanzhi let go of him, lay on his back on the bed, his thoughts drifted away, "Thinking about it, it's unbelievable that I actually persevered. "

Yu Heng didn't want to think about the story behind this "persistence", he sat up and said, "I will invite my roommate to chase your drama."

He Yanzhi's expression changed.

He quickly waved his hands: "No, no, forget about your roommate, don't harm others, be obedient."

"Not my current roommate, I said Fei Zheng."

He Yanzhi was a little surprised: "You guys still keep in touch?"

"of course."

Mr. Yan probably has never experienced such a long-term friendship in his life, and he was a little envious. He turned over and said, "I want to sleep."

"Yeah." Naturally, Yu Heng didn't stop him from sleeping, so he rubbed some safflower oil on him again, and he didn't forget to dress him well.

Clothes can be washed with safflower oil, but bed sheets are not so convenient.

He Yan slept alone on the double bed in the hotel for two months, and felt empty around him every day. Now that Yu Heng was lying next to him, he finally made up for the empty space and made him feel comfortable all over.

Yu Heng felt similar to him—but he was better, at least he had a cat by his side.

Little Lucky has occupied He Yanzhi's position for two months, and has long regarded it as his own territory. Suddenly, he found that this "treasure place" was lying on someone else, and immediately became unhappy. Beast, and the other two-legged beast that helped the evil.

He Yanzhi was pushed back and forth by it, so itchy that he couldn't sleep, he picked it up and held it in front of him in a rage: "What's the matter with you? See who I am, this is my position, okay?"

Little Lucky turned his ears back, and let out a "meow" aggrieved.

"Are you still wronged?" He Yanzhi put it on his chest, "I gave you your name, isn't it too much for you to call godfather? Is this how you treat your godfather? My daughter Rebellion breaks my heart."

Yu Heng laughed out loud: "Being a godfather to a cat, do you want to say that it is a human, or do you want to say that you are an animal?"

He Yanzhi: "?"

How does this little brat talk?

"Besides," Yu Heng said, "ever since you came back, you've been wearing plaster and safflower oil. I almost don't remember what you should smell like. Do you still expect cats to recognize it?"

"Your sense of smell is comparable to that of a cat?" He Yanzhi sneered, and was still aggrieved by the last sentence, "If I am an animal, then you are not as good as an animal."

"Yes, yes, I'm not as good as a beast," Yu Heng said in a low voice, with the corners of his mouth curled up, "Just wait until you're well, and I'll let you see what a real 'beast is not as good as'."

"No, don't wait for me," He Yanzhi grabbed his neckline, "right now."