After being disabled, I hired a bodyguard

He Yanzhi didn't know what kind of medicine he sold in the gourd, but he always felt that this kid had no good intentions. If it was really durex or JO, then... did he agree or not?

It's not good to cook after just knowing each other for more than two months, right?

When Mr. Yan thought this way, he seemed to have completely forgotten how he used to sleep with a child he had just known for two hours.

Now two months, he still thinks it's too short.

Yu Heng didn't know what terrible imaginative tricks his family's imaginative President Yan had made. He concentrated on helping the other party take a bath, wrapped him in a towel, and carried him out of the bathroom.

He Yanzhi was fed by him for two months. He did gain some weight, but the total amount of flesh did not exceed ten catties. Recently, he has grown slower and slower, and has hardly changed much.

Yu Heng was very puzzled, how did he get such a physique that he could not gain weight without eating or exercising?

He Yanzhi was so sleepy that his whole body was weak, and he could barely sit still. Yu Heng dried his body as quickly as possible, put on his pajamas, and dried his hair, planning to help him lie down and sleep.

He Yanzhi lowered his head, half dreaming and half awake, wanting to find a support point, so he leaned against Yu Heng involuntarily. The latter paused the hand that was about to help him lie down, and took out his mobile phone on a sudden whim.

With one hand on the other's shoulder, he squatted down and took a picture of him.

Then turned the photo into a flash and sent it to the penguin colony in their dormitory.

There are only four people in the group, and they usually make jokes and make black invitations.Fei Zheng just harassed him on WeChat, and the penguin was also driving, so he immediately jumped out and sent three question marks.

In the photo, He Yanzhi lowered his head slightly, his eyes were closed, his forehead was half covered with broken hair falling on his brows, his face was a little flushed because he just took a bath.The pajamas were not buttoned properly, revealing a particularly clear collarbone, a small piece of fair skin looming, very attractive.

Fei Zheng was shocked directly in the group, and the voice was shouted: "Yu Heng? You two? Afterwards?"

Yu Heng: [What are you thinking, just to show you the beauty of a big star, high definition, no filter]

Fei Zheng: [? ? ? 】

Zhou Zichen: [Brother, are you alright?You need to take medicine when you are sick]

Yu Heng: 【I'm fine】

Han Xing: [Then what are you? 】

Yu Heng: [I just want to tell some people that I am a good-looking dog, and I don’t like/doge who have lower looks than me]

The group was silent for half a minute.

Fei Zheng [Voice]: "Fuck, who are you? You don't like me, and I don't like you."

Zhou Zichen [Voice]: "Hey, when Yu Heng was not around, someone seemed to complain to me that it was too difficult to find a 1. If you ask one, you will be a sister. If you ask one, you will be a sister. There is a 1 who is close in front of you, but it seems far away. In the sky..."

Fei Zheng [Voice]: "Zhou Zichen, are you a brother? What good will you gain if you sell me, huh? I want to break up with you!"

Han Xing: [Break friendship for 5 minutes.jpg]

Han Xing: [Here, thank you for taking it]

Fei Zheng: […]

There was a flutter in the group, but Yu Heng's side was far away from the screen.He gently helped He Yanzhi to lie down on the pillow, covered the quilt, leaned to the side, and took another picture of his sleeping face.

He has an album called "Treasure" in his mobile phone, which is full of various photos of He Yanzhi, most of which were secretly taken while sleeping.

He Yanzhi was playing chess with Duke Zhou in his dream, and he didn't know what a certain little bodyguard was doing secretly.

At this time, the group sent again——

Han Xing: [But to be honest, I really didn't expect Brother Heng to come out of the closet. We have two gay guys in a dormitory. Can we apply for a Guinness record or something? 】

Yu Heng: "..."

This "department" is used very soulfully.

Fei Zheng started wailing again: "I'm not reconciled, I haven't found a 1 who is devoted to me for so many years, why did Yu Heng find a 0 who is rich and beautiful and willing to turn back for his prodigal son?"

Yu Heng: [Maybe it's because of your dark face. After all, the African Onmyoji was cut off by the third deer man in the 499th draw, not everyone has such luck.]

Fei Zheng: […]

This sentence can be said to hit the soul directly, and one can feel the tragedy coming to the face at a glance. Fei Zheng was so stunned by him that he didn't answer for a long time, and finally had to post a middle finger emoji.

The battle ended with Yu Heng's unilateral crushing victory. Zhou Zichen and Han Xing chatted about "being beaten for cubs" and asked Fei Zheng: [Could it be the little deer boy you are supporting? 】

Fei Zheng: […]

Knowing blow × 2.

Yu Heng silently withdrew from their topic, turned over, and looked at He Yanzhi beside him.

Han Xing's words were still lingering in front of his eyes just now—to be honest, before he met He Yanzhi, he himself did not expect that he would come out of the closet.

Although he didn't have much feeling for the two girlfriends he had, he didn't feel much for a gay guy like Fei Zheng.

Of course, thinking about it now, it might be because Fei Zheng is too coquettish and cheap, not his favorite style.

Mr. Yan, who is not a flirtatious bitch, is lying next to him and sleeping - this guy doesn't seem to have much neuralgia recently, at least the pain is not severe, so he won't wake up from the pain or fall asleep directly.

Yu Heng pinched one of his fingers and fiddled with it lightly, but the other party didn't resist, and let him move his hands and feet.

The message indicator light on the phone kept flashing, indicating that the group was still chatting, and Yu Heng pretended not to see it. At this moment, he suddenly realized a serious problem.

It's just ten o'clock.

Mr. Yan goes to bed so early, there is no night life at all?

What can I do after that?

Yu Heng frowned, thinking seriously in his heart.

Also, can a disabled person like Mr. Yan...do things that are not suitable for children?

He turned on the phone again, entered the penguin group, and inserted forcefully among the three who were chatting hotly: [Senior Fei, come and give me some science, how to perform life communication?What should I prepare? 】

So that night, the dormitory group exploded completely.

Poor Mr. Yan still doesn't know that there is an experienced "teacher" behind the seemingly "inexperienced" little bodyguard.

As soon as the fifth day of the lunar new year passes, the flavor of the year has faded by half. This year, by coincidence, Valentine's Day falls between the Spring Festival and the Lantern Festival, so "Deserve It" just in time for the Spring Festival.

He Yanzhi didn't quite understand why such a small show that didn't have enough publicity, how to squeeze the Spring Festival schedule, and how to compete with others for traffic.

Honestly give way and let others make money, isn't it good?

Because the popularity was so low, even the leading actor himself forgot about this matter, and He Yanzhi was full of thoughts about "what gift Yu Heng wants to give him" and "what gift I want to give him".

So there was an extra question on XX-"What is a simple, powerful and extremely compelling one-sentence love letter".

This question quickly climbed up the hot search on some, with various answers, but He Yanzhi looked around and found that there was nothing he wanted.

It's either too low and too greasy, or it's so high that he can't understand it at all.

Mr. Yan said that giving gifts is really difficult.

In the past, what to give on Valentine's Day depended entirely on where he had been that day, and sometimes he simply entrusted his agent or assistant directly, which was very careless.

Now, he has rarely wandered off for a year, and found that he has nothing to do at all.

In President Yan's eyes, Yu Heng is a college student. Although he has a salary of [-] a month, he is not a big spender, and he will definitely not buy too expensive gifts.At this time, if the gift he gave Yu Heng was too expensive, it would show that the status of the two was not equal, and everyone would be embarrassed.

He Yanzhi was in a state of desperation, and in the end he couldn't come up with a solution that could achieve the best of both worlds.

And so it went until February 2th.

Valentine's Day is not a traditional holiday after all. Young couples will date on this day, and some single dogs who are trying to leave the group confess their love on this day, and some couples who are about to return to the group break up on this day.

During the day, everything seemed to be as usual, Yu Heng didn't mention anything about the gift, as if he had completely forgotten what day it was.

He Yanzhi endured it again and again, thinking that the little bodyguard wouldn't be playing tricks on him, right?

After the two of them had dinner after seven o'clock in the evening, He Yanzhi finally couldn't bear it any longer. He grabbed Yu Heng and said, "Did you forget something? What exactly are you going to give me?"

Yu Heng frowned: "Want to know?"

He Yanzhi nodded.

"Then give me a kiss first, and I'll tell you when the kiss is over."

"..."

He Yanzhi gritted his teeth, thinking that this kid really got a nose bridge, he must have indulged him too much.

However, Mr. Yan, who "raises a tiger as a danger", has long since been on the verge of riding a tiger, so he can only take the initiative to sacrifice himself, and kissed the other party perfunctorily: "Hurry up."

After hanging him for so many days, I really reached the limit.

Yu Heng lightly wiped the corner of his mouth kissed by him, smiled inexplicably, and stood up: "You wait."

After he finished speaking, he went to his unused bedroom for most of the time and took out something.

He went back and forth quickly, and He Yanzhi only saw him throwing a small box towards him—a box like a ring, a square box with rounded corners, and the packaging is very delicate, with a white paper sleeve on the outside , with crossed red ribbons on the paper sleeve.

He Yanzhi looked at him in surprise: "It's really a ring? Isn't it too vulgar? And isn't it a bit early?"

"Who told you it's a ring," Yu Heng's mouth curled up, "You'll know when you open it."

Mr. Yan thought that such a small box could hold anything other than a ring. He pushed the box out from the side, and suddenly a card fell out of it.

The card is very small, and it fits neatly into the gap between the box and the paper sleeve when folded.On the red card is written small silver characters, which is a string of cursive English.

He Yanzhi couldn't understand a few English words, let alone cursive fonts, so he skipped the words and saw a few smaller Chinese characters in the lower right corner of the English language.

The English and Chinese characters should have the same meaning, and the Chinese characters say "beloved".

He Yanzhi was stunned, and said in his heart: What the hell?

He was about to open the box, but Yu Heng suddenly stretched out his hand to hold him down: "Wait."

When the answer was about to be revealed, he was forcibly stopped. I believe everyone was going crazy. He Yanzhi tried hard to break free, but the opponent was too strong, and he couldn't do anything.

Boss Yan's hands hurt from being squeezed by him, and he stared at him resentfully: "Why?"

"Exchange gifts, the key point is 'exchange'," Yu Heng said with a calm expression, "I've taken out all my presents, what about yours?"

He Yanzhi tried to struggle again: "I'll get it for you after I finish watching."

"No," Yu Heng insisted, "Send it together and dismantle it together."

He Yanzhi was helpless, he had a very headache: "Okay, okay, then go and get it, it's on the bedside table in my room, on the first drawer."