After being disabled, I hired a bodyguard

He Yan's face is indescribable.

Listen, what kind of devil is this?

Mr. Yan declined the little bodyguard's "Shared Cold", Yu Heng sighed: "Well then, forget it if you don't want to. The room is cold, so don't stay too long, order takeaway now."

He Yanzhi tossed and tossed for several hours, and he was a little hungry. He picked up his phone and opened the takeaway app: "What do you want to eat? Porridge with buns...fried dumplings? Or siu mai?"

Yu Heng: "Anything is fine."

He Yanzhi guessed a little bit by himself. He had just placed an order and paid, when Yu Heng suddenly leaned over and stared at him, looking carefully at the side of his neck: "Why are you sweating so much?"

He Yan gave his hand a pause.

"It's sweat, right? You probably didn't take a shower, not water," Yu Heng reached out and rubbed his temples lightly, "The temperature is not high today, are you hot?"

He Yanzhi dared not speak.

"Still..." The cold obviously did not affect the little bodyguard's ability to observe and reason. He looked around and quickly noticed the wheelchair parked next to him. , The red marks on the armrest of the wheelchair have not faded.

So he suddenly understood something: "Didn't I say, don't tell you to try it yourself when I'm not around, in case you bump into each other..."

He Yanzhi defended in a low voice: "I didn't bump into each other."

Yu Heng glanced at him, and involuntarily lifted up the other's trousers, and sure enough, he saw that his knees were red, and there were some white marks on his calves and ankles.

He Yanzhi: "..."

face hurts.

Probably expressing comfort and encouragement to someone who finally wants to turn around, Yu Heng did not criticize him, but silently rubbed him, and said softly: "Let me make a bold guess, could it be because of me? I caught a cold today, and felt that my actions were limited and I couldn't take good care of me, so I suddenly wanted to stand up? I remember you used to be indifferent."

He Yanzhi: "..."

Although he was right, I still wanted to correct him. Instead of saying "bold", I should say "shameless".

Seeing that the other party did not refute, Yu Heng knew that he had guessed correctly.He smiled: "But you should rest these few days, I don't have much strength to help you, wait until I get better."

The corner of He Yanzhi's mouth twitched: "I don't think you look sick at all, and you are still in the mood to get angry here."

"Do they all have to be like you, with a fever reaching 40 degrees and unconsciousness?" Yu Heng raised his eyebrows, "If I'm really sick like that, can you send me to the hospital?"

"I can't, but I can find someone," He Yanzhi said, "I have a lot of drivers' phone numbers saved here. If I pay the money, I'm worried that no one will come?"

Yu Heng: "..."

Fine.

A rich man is a rich man, there is no comparison.

The little bodyguard tried to talk about something else to end this unpleasant topic, when He Yanzhi's cell phone rang, and the latter picked it up: "Are you here? Just tell the doorman that you are delivering food, and he will let you go." came in."

Then he hung up the call: "It's really fast, it's only 10 minutes."

Taking this opportunity, Yu Heng asked a question that has troubled him for a long time: "You just order takeout like this, aren't you afraid that your personal information will be leaked and found out?"

He Yanzhi: "What are you afraid of? I have two cards on my mobile phone. I use the other card for takeout and online shopping. I opened it with a friend's ID card, and his real name information is also his. If I'm the only one at home, I'll let you The takeaway boy left the things at the door, and I won’t pick them up until he’s gone—can you still do it? Go and get the takeaway.”

Yu Hengxin said that you still have friends, he stood up: "You come out too, it's time to eat."

He Yanzhi adjusted the wheelchair again, turned his head, and found that the little white cat was no longer where it was.

When Yu Heng went out just now, Daju seemed to take the opportunity to come in and snatch the little boy away.

He Yanzhi gave a "tsk", thinking that in the future, there will be fire, theft and orange cats, and if he accidentally comes over to snatch the child, what's wrong?

Daju took the kitten to dig the litter - Yu Heng was afraid that the kitten would not know how to use an automatic litter box, so he deliberately found out the ordinary one from before, and put something next to it to make it easier for it to crawl in.

Then Daju took it back to the sofa and started to lick its fur.

When He Yanzhi passed by, he couldn't help asking: "Is your cat's IQ a bit too high?"

"Maybe," Yu Heng put the takeaway on the table, covered his mouth and coughed twice, and said in a nasal voice, "Isn't there a saying that when God closes a door for you, he will open a window for you , it has become a eunuch, and it is not allowed to have a higher IQ?"

He Yanzhi: "?"

What is the necessary connection?

"What about me?" he asked. "What window did God open for me?"

Yu Heng glanced at him: "I opened a window for you to meet me."

He Yanzhi got goosebumps all over his body.

He is now very sure that the virus that caused Yu Heng to catch a cold is called "narcissism virus".

Yu Heng opened the takeaway box, and the aroma of the food immediately wafted out—He Yanzhi used to order this takeaway, and when his stomach was not feeling well, he ordered a bowl of porridge, served with a few steamed dumplings or siu mai, and he was full again. And comfortable.

The portions in this restaurant are very generous, and sometimes he can't eat a little more, and Yu Heng obviously didn't have much appetite today, so he still didn't dare to ask for more.

He Yanzhi asked while eating: "Shall we name the kitten?"

Yu Heng: "Have you decided to keep it?"

"Otherwise?" He Yanzhi asked back, "Even if I want to send it away, your Daju won't agree?"

Yu Heng: "..."

This is true.

The last time I sent away the little boy who came back from Daju, this stinky cat didn't give him a good face for a week. If I sent him away again, wouldn't I be promoted to a month?

Yu Heng, the shit-shoveling officer who didn't want to be rejected by his master, decided to follow He Yanzhi's wishes. He took a sip of porridge: "What do you want to name it?"

"I want to call it Little Lucky, don't you agree?"

Little luck?

A little special name.

In fact, Yu Heng doesn’t have much obsession with the name of the cat. His big orange is quite normal. There are several boys who keep cats in the same dormitory. "Alipay", one is called "Qitong", and the other is called "Wife".

Yes, the boy who calls the cat his wife hasn't had a date in four years of college.

The key is that the cat is still a male cat.

Therefore, "Little Lucky" is simply a lofty name in Yu Heng's eyes.

He Yanzhi: "I've made up my mind. My name is Four Leaf Clover and my nickname is Little Lucky. I don't want to ask for your opinion anymore. I have the final say."

Yu Heng just swallowed the porridge in his mouth: "I just wanted to say that you can decide... But does a cat's name really have to be so complicated? Isn't it just catchy?"

He Yanzhi: "'Big Orange' is catchy?"

"..."

In the end, the question of the name was decided by He Yanzhi. After the meal, Yu Heng caught the kitten in his hand, observed it carefully and came to the conclusion: "It seems to be a girl, no fleas were found on her body, and her ears are quite clean. , when the weather gets warmer in a few days, I will take them to the pet store."

"Well," He Yanzhi took the cat, "By the way, haven't you been going back to school recently? Also, have you re-examined the postgraduate entrance examination?"

Yu Heng: "It's over. I asked for leave from the counselor at the school. It just so happens that the monitor will go back after Qingming. There shouldn't be anything wrong with me."

He Yanzhi nodded: "Then after you get better from the cold, Bi She should do it quickly, this thing should be quite important, right?"

Yu Heng was a little surprised: "You still care about my studies? I always thought that I was not a 'college student' in your heart."

He Yanzhi asked casually: "What is that?"

"Calculate……"

As soon as Yu Heng uttered a word, He Yanzhi felt a bad premonition rushing into his heart, and quickly covered his mouth: "Shut up, I don't want to hear it, you hurry up and give me medicine."

"...As ordered."

However, someone soon regretted what he had said—the cold medicine was indeed effective, but the effect of hypnosis was stronger than the effect of curing the disease. Yu Heng yawned and went back to the bedroom to sleep within half an hour after taking the medicine up.

He Yanzhi: "..."

He would rather the sick little bodyguard continue to yell at him.

As soon as Yu Heng slipped away, the bored Boss Yan could only condescend to play with the cat, but when he lowered his head again, he found that Little Lucky had fallen asleep beside him.

The little milk cat always sleeps for a long time, and basically sleeps after eating and playing. He Yanzhi couldn't bear to wake it up, so he had to gently stroke its fur twice.

Daju, who usually always monopolizes a sofa, is now next to him. He Yanzhi couldn't bear to touch the sleeping one, so he reached out to touch the one that was not asleep. Daju raised his chin for him to scratch, and let out a "snoring" the sound of.

How had he not discovered that a cat was such a pet for him before?

You don't need to walk it, and you don't know how to bark. It would be even better if you meet a lazy egg like Daju. If you are full all day long, you can lie down there, and you can touch and hug it casually, and it won't resist.

Although it is said that "no matter whether you are poor or rich, cats look down on you", but they still enjoy it when they are masturbated.

It can be seen from this that Mr. Yan must have never experienced being stepped on or licked awake by a cat that suddenly rushed to bed at five o'clock in the morning, nor had he smelled the refreshing fragrance of cat feces at close range.

Obviously not a qualified shit shoveler.

He Yanzhi stroked the cat for a while, the cat was sleepy, and he was sleepy too, so he simply fell down on the sofa, covered himself with a blanket, and slept with the cat in his arms.

The afternoon is always pleasant and quiet. It rained yesterday, and today is sunny again. The sun shines in from the living room window, illuminating the room very brightly.

On the tea table was He Yanzhi's unfinished wool felt, and next to it was a ball made of waste wool, which somehow fell to the ground.

The cat lying on the sofa was attracted by the ball as soon as it woke up. Little Lucky kept staring at the ball with two curious blue eyes, and stretched out his paws, wanting to reach for it.

But it obviously couldn't reach it, and it didn't dare to jump down. At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side to help it pick up the wool ball and put it at its feet.

He Yanzhi was woken up by the tickle of the big orange hair lying next to his head, and he still couldn't open his eyes at the moment. He lay sideways on the sofa to make room for the cat to play.

Little Lucky got the wool ball, and immediately stretched out his paws to pull it. It followed the ball and knocked it off again inadvertently.

He Yanzhi watched it fall, and couldn't help being startled. He wanted to catch it, so he quickly looked on the ground with his head, and saw the white cat dumpling tumbled and fell on the carpet, slightly dazed.

But then, it regained its senses and continued to pounce on the fur ball.

He Yanzhi: "..."

Small things are quite forbidden to drop.

Anyway, the sofa is not high, and there is a carpet on it, so it won't break.

He turned his head and looked at Daju who was looking down in the same posture as him, and said to himself: Falling off the sofa, is it something every house cat must have experienced?