After being disabled, I hired a bodyguard

Xiao Xingfu threw the wool ball on the ground, while He Yanzhi and Daju were watching on the sofa. After watching for a while, Daju suddenly jumped up and joined the battle.

He Yan said heartily: What's the matter with this cat?Don't you usually ignore the cat teaser?

The ball of wool was fiddled with by two cats, and accidentally slipped under the sofa—the gap under the sofa is actually impossible for Big Orange to crawl into. less than.

In comparison, Little Lucky is much smaller. Seeing that his "godfather" hadn't got the fur ball out for a long time, he went into battle by himself and got under the sofa.

He Yanzhi looked at them for a while and didn't look at them again. He was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. Not long after, he suddenly felt something moving underneath, and then he probed again, just as he bumped into Little Lucky and crawled out from under the sofa with a wool ball in his mouth.

Because the gap is too narrow, it is usually difficult to clean under the sofa. A layer of dust has accumulated, and Little Lucky rolled inside, immediately changing from a white cat to a gray cat.

He Yanzhi took a deep breath, quickly picked him up and patted the ashes on his body: "What's the matter with you cats, if you don't look at them for a moment, something will happen?"

The wool ball that was picked out was already dirty. He was afraid that the cat would eat all the dust after biting it, so he simply "snatched the food from the cat's mouth" and forcibly took the wool ball away and threw it away.

Little Lucky let out a "meow" unwillingly.

He Yanzhi couldn't bear to hear it screaming so miserably, so he stood up, stretched his arms with difficulty, and reached for the cat teaser stick he bought for Daju from the small sofa next to him.

The kitten was attracted by new things, and immediately ignored the wool ball, and stretched out its claws to reach the feathers on the cat teasing stick.

Yes, this cat teaser is still worth buying. Although Daju doesn't care, there are cats in succession.

Daju yawned indifferently on the carpet, probably wanting to be "top 1 with whatever happens", so he lay down on the spot and didn't move.

The orange cat is indeed a unique creature.

He Yanzhi teased the little milk cat for a while, but unfortunately the little milk cat didn't have much physical strength, and was soon tired of being teased by him, squatting down on his chest, and began to meow.

He reckoned that the cub was hungry, so he fed it again, and then the kitten lived up to expectations and performed "sleep when full" for him on the spot.

He Yanzhi, who had no cat teaser or Yu Heng by his side: "..."

Life is so lonely, only Xiaoxiaole can relieve sorrow.

It seemed that the windows in the living room were not closed. Lying on the sofa, he felt the wind, so he got up, hugged the kitten to his lap, and drove the wheelchair to close the window.

As a result, seeing the sunshine outside the window, I suddenly stopped and didn't want to go back.

Yu Heng always said that he doesn't go out to bask in the sun, so should he bask in the head office indoors?

He leaned against the window and listened to some random music, with a blanket on his lap and a cat covered in the blanket.

Not long after, Daju also followed him, lying at his feet.

When Yu Heng got up, he saw one person and two cats basking in the sun by the window until they fell asleep. The scene was extremely harmonious, which gave him a sense of accomplishment as a breeder.

It doesn't even hurt my head much.

As the sky was getting late, there was only a glimmer of sunlight left on He Yanzhi's body, which happened to reflect half of his face.

Yu Heng didn't know why, Xu Shi was not sober when he just woke up, and felt that the face in front of him seemed to be two people, and the half reflected by the sun was him who was lazy and fond of pointing fingers, but he would become very cute when he was teased The employer; the shadowy half that seems to be some disturbing, surly, high-flying star.

He was in a trance for a while, and he couldn't tell which was the real one. There was a strange impulse in his heart, wanting to permanently remove the shadow side of someone, put him in the greenhouse forever, and take good care of him.

The moment this thought came to him, he was startled, and he thought that he really had a cold and fainted. Even if they were lovers, he had no right to interfere with each other's freedom, let alone... if there was no such On the one hand, He Yanzhi is not He Yanzhi anymore.

Yu Heng exhaled slowly, and suddenly moved closer to the other party, wanting to kiss him on the lips, but he was afraid of catching a cold, so he dared not kiss him.

He was too close, and his breath swept across the other's cheek, He Yanzhi was soon awakened by the tickle, his eyelashes fluttered and he opened his eyes, with a confused look on his face: "Huh?"

Yu Heng retreated quickly and coughed lightly: "Your saliva is coming out."

He Yanzhi instinctively reached out to wipe the corner of his mouth, and it turned out to be clean, so there was no saliva.

"..."

this kid...

The cat in his arms was also awakened by his movements. Little Lucky poked his head out of the blanket, opened his mouth and yawned, and gave him a long "cat stretch".

"Aren't you afraid that it has fleas on it? Why are you still hugging it to sleep?" Yu Heng asked, "Don't tell me that it ran on you by itself."

He Yanzhi rubbed his eyes: "There are no fleas. If there were fleas on my body, it would have been itchy. After all, I am the type that attracts mosquitoes to death."

Yu Heng didn't get the necessary connection between attracting mosquitoes and attracting fleas. He wanted to say "You have so little hair on your body that fleas can't live with it", but after thinking about it, you might be attacked, so he followed him and said, "Then we don't Same thing, all the mosquitoes in the dormitory bit Fei Zheng."

He Yan gave his hand a pause.

...Bite Fei Zheng all the way?

Mosquitoes are so snobbish these days, they only bully 0?

This topic couldn't be continued anymore, He Yanzhi pulled back the blanket that was about to fall off: "How are you, are you feeling better?"

Yu Heng: "I suspect that you care about me so much because you want to insinuate and ask me if I can cook, but I have no proof."

He Yanzhi: "..."

He smiled slightly: "I think you are really fine, you have a clear mind and logical logic, you have memorized the 'Three Hundred Rules of Molesting People' back and forth, you haven't forgotten a single word, and you can even publish a book-I think it's really incompetent for you to be my bodyguard , the country needs a pillar like you, why don't I find a chance and hand it over to you?"

Yu Heng, who didn't want to be handed over, hurriedly pretended to be weak, and covered his head with "pain" on his face: "I'm still not well, my head hurts, my throat hurts, my nose is stuffy, and I want to cry, Mr. Yan Quickly save me, I'm going to die."

He Yanzhi continued to smile: "It's okay, I will take good care of your father and your sister for you, and find the best funeral service for you. Whatever you want, entrust me with a dream, and I will burn it for you."

Yu Heng: "..."

It's too cruel.

He Yanzhi managed to win the game, and Yu Heng sighed: "Stop making trouble, what do you want to eat, I'll go to the supermarket to buy it now."

"Don't," He Yanzhi hurriedly said, "You should rest at home with peace of mind, what should you do if you make a big fuss? Eat a few more takeaways, you won't die."

"……All right."

There are probably three things Mr. Yan is best at in his life-acting, sleeping, and ordering takeaway. At this moment, he picked up his phone, opened one of the most commonly used software, the takeaway app, and started looking for tonight's target.

There is a small tea table in front of the living room window, probably for drinking tea and enjoying the scenery, Yu Heng sat down on the chair: "I don't want to drink porridge anymore, just order some normal ones."

When he entered this villa for the first time, he felt that the small tea table was elegant, not something that Yan Zong, who is too lazy to enjoy life, should have.

I haven't seen this guy drinking tea for so long.

He Yanzhi didn't know if he heard his words, and suddenly said "huh": "When did a hot pot chicken restaurant open nearby? I don't even know."

Yu Heng was taken aback: "Hot pot chicken?"

He knows all kinds of hot pot, but what is this hot pot chicken?

"Oh, nothing else is added to the hot pot, only chicken nuggets are used. The old-fashioned copper hot pot is used. The chicken is usually prepared first and then served. It is placed in the hot pot, filled to the brim, and it will be served immediately. When it comes out, the more it is heated, the more spicy it will be, and it is served with vinegar and garlic... Tsk."

Hearing what he said, Yu Heng felt that his saliva was about to flow out.

"I ate it once when I was on a business trip, and I still remember it vividly, but I haven't eaten it again since then," He Yanzhi said and started shopping. "This restaurant seems to have a high rating. I don't know if it's authentic Authentic, let me try the poison first."

Yu Heng: "?"

Why did it click on it?

He Yanzhi: "Don't worry, I'll eat by myself. I didn't forget that you are sick. I'll order you a meal later."

Yu Heng: "??"

Look, is this a human language?Feast on yourself and give him a sick meal?

So the little bodyguard was unhappy: "No, I'll eat whatever you eat."

He Yanzhi glanced at him in surprise: "Aren't you not well yet, can you eat greasy food?"

"...I just have a cold, not a stomach ulcer," Yu Heng forced himself to find a reason, "Besides, eating spicy food can make you sweat, eating garlic can sterilize bacteria, and eating jealousy is good for cardiovascular protection."

He Yanzhi: "..."

No problem.

They are really post-[-]s who love health preservation.

This is like a girl coming to her aunt in summer to eat jujube-flavored ice cream.

He looked at Yu Heng silently for three seconds: "Are you sure?"

"determine."

"However, if you have a cold and your nose is stuffy, you can't smell anything. If you can't smell it, it will taste bad, and it will be a big discount if you eat it in your mouth. Why don't you try it later."

Yu Heng: "I don't have a stuffy nose, your medicine is working, and now I can even smell the shampoo on your hair."

He Yanzhi was very puzzled: "Didn't you just say that your nose is stuffy?"

"That was a lie to you."

"?"

The little bodyguard didn't even want his face in order to eat a hot pot chicken.

I sell myself.

He Yanzhi gritted his teeth: "Then don't regret it."

He ordered four catties of hot pot chicken at the speed of light, and added tens of dollars of skewers and side dishes, making a total of two hundred orders.

After placing the order, he said with some regret: "Actually, it's best to go to the store to eat. The hot pot must be burning to feel it."

Yu Heng: "I'll take you there when you're better?"

He Yanzhi: "..."

This is probably farewell.

Let's hope the store is still open on his well-being day.

Seeing his expression, Yu Heng hurried back to make amends: "Actually, you can go now, but you don't want to go out."

...sounds even sadder.

He Yanzhi twitched his lips: "Then I really know how to enjoy life. Even though I am disabled, I still don't forget to overcome all kinds of difficulties and dangers to eat hot pot chicken. How much money did they give me to speak for me?"

"This is what you call a disabled body and a strong mind," Yu Heng said nonsense in a serious manner, "a disabled person can't shake your desire to go out for dinner, and you even dare to get up at six o'clock in the morning to drive a wheelchair across the entire street alone, just to catch up. A long-established store on the street has a freshly baked steamed bun, this is the real spirit of foodies.”

He Yanzhi: "..."

Sorry, he's not fit to be a foodie.