Chapter 8: The Manic President's Sick Wife (8)

On the first day, the bodyguard's life was not as tiring and troublesome as he imagined.

Fei Yan just asked him to stay in the office, except to go to the toilet and drink water, and someone would bring food at noon.

The office is huge, and there are a lot of books on the shelves next to the wall, and he can take them to read.

Su Meng still likes to read, but he can't understand the kind of esoteric points.

When he went out to drink water just now, he saw a lot of beautiful white-collar workers standing outside looking at him and talking in a whisper.

has a good figure, looks beautiful, and has beauties who like themselves, Su Meng has to say that Fei Yan is really a winner in life.

I didn't think about looking for a girlfriend here, Su Meng honestly returned to the office and came to Fei Yan's table with coffee.

Fei Yan's cold eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and his eyes reflected the young man's pale face, and he forgot about the morning for a while: "Don't move around if you're not in good health." ”

Su Meng was stunned for a moment, and after sensing his concern, he raised his hand and scratched his head and said with a smile: "Boss, don't worry, I'm fine." ”

xx has already said that although this body has heart disease, because of the powerful and powerful skills of the ox, no matter what he does, the illness will be canceled out.

However, if you exert too much force, heart disease will recur and affect your mobility.

Fei Yan listened to his title, a little unresponsive, and frowned.

At this time, a tall figure walked outside, the man was wearing a deep V shirt, walking with a hanging, extremely handsome appearance, but he smiled inappropriately, "Yo, Mr. Fei, I heard that you recruited a bodyguard." ”

Su Meng's shoulders crossed one arm, hooked his neck, and the hot flashes sprayed on his cheeks: "You look so beautiful." ”

The man's teasing voice was very close to his ears, and Su Menghu's body shook, and he grabbed that arm, folded forward, and pressed him directly to the table.

"Damn... It hurts, it hurts!! The man's face was distorted with pain, and the more he struggled, the more his arm hurt, as if it had been broken.

Seeing this, Fei Yan's thin lips were slightly raised, and Su Meng didn't let go of him, and asked lightly, "What are you looking for me?" ”

"You let him let me go first! I'm going to have my hands broken!! The man lay on the edge of the table, shouting with the last of his strength.

Fei Yan waved his hand at Su Meng and motioned for him to let go.

Su Meng let go of his hand and took a step back.

The man's name was Yuan Ziyan, and Fei Yan had been friends since childhood, rubbing his hands and standing up, looking at the young man in front of him in disbelief.

The young man's skin was sickly pale, his body looked very thin and thin, as if he was crumbling, his slightly long black hair was soft and smooth in front of his eyes, and his beautiful eyes exuded a fresh and elegant atmosphere.

It's just that the hard and righteous eyes break the temperament of the whole person, and there is a strong sense of disobedience.

Yuan Ziyan's gaze moved to the wrist that pinched out the bruises, swallowed his saliva, and found his voice: "Oh my God, Feiyan, where did you find such a violent beauty?" ”

Fei Yan knew his friend's sexual orientation, ignored his words, and said to the sick young man, "You go out first." ”

Su Meng responded respectfully, left the office and brought the door.

As soon as the person left, Yuan Ziyan had no scruples about what he said, "Give him to me, Fei Yan, I know you don't like men, and there is no shortage of beautiful women." ”

He fell in love at a glance, especially the contradictory temperament on his body, which he liked the most.

Fei Yan squinted at him, and the meaning in his eyes was noncommittal.