09. Secretary Lee
Zhou Xuan moved uncomfortably. But his strength was not as strong as Ye Zhiyuan's, and because he was sick, his whole body was even more soft and had no strength. Now, the uncomfortable place is being grabbed by Ye Zhiyuan, and he has no strength to resist at all.
"Ye Zhiyuan, you ...... Don't get it again. It really hurts! After a few breaths, Zhou Xuan spit out a few words with difficulty: "I didn't eat yesterday, so I will have a stomachache." β
"Zhou Xuan, lying doesn't end well." Ye Zhiyuan didn't stop, he used a little bit of strength in his hands, but intensified it even more, "Yesterday the doctor told me that you are an old patient. β
Zhou Xuan was stunned, and was about to refute something, but Ye Zhiyuan scolded secretly, withdrew his hand, picked up the phone that had been vibrating for a long time, and picked it up.
Ye Zhiyuan's face was gloomy, and his eyebrows seemed to be thick ink that could not be dissolved, which was very terrifying. Zhou Xuan looked at him with a cold aura, and couldn't help but look pitifully at his reddened belly, and turned over and nestled into the quilt.
Only then did the crushed stomach breathe a little easier.
Focusing on calming his stomach, he didn't find out when the person behind him finished talking on the phone, and finally felt a little more comfortable, his hand was grabbed, and he raised his head suddenly, and what he saw was Ye Zhiyuan's very dissatisfied expression.
"Ahem...... It's really a little painful when you rub it. Zhou Xuan's tongue was almost knotted, and he wanted to pretend to scold to cover up his weakness, but when his tongue turned, he still unconsciously softened.
But what was wrong with him to suffer this sin!
Ye Zhiyuan didn't talk, just looked at him silently, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Ye Zhiyuan, who didn't speak, was actually a little scary, especially his angry posture. After a long time, Zhou Xuan couldn't stand this atmosphere first, swallowed his saliva, struggled uncomfortably, and saw that Ye Zhiyuan didn't let him go, so he had to soften his tone, and finally couldn't help but bring a hint of begging for mercy: "You let go first." β
Ye Zhiyuan glanced at him, kicked open the brocade quilt, directly pulled out Zhou Xuan's hand, and looked at him condescendingly: "It seems that the strength has recovered." The tone was extremely cold, just glanced at his red belly, but still reached over and rubbed it gently.
The eyes under the lowered eyelashes seemed to have a soft luster, Zhou Xuan looked at him blankly, and unconsciously clenched his fists.
After a long while, Ye Zhiyuan stood up, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth, and slowly spoke: "I will go on a business trip later." As for your stomachβ" paused, "you have to take care of it for me when I come back, and I'll tell Secretary Li to supervise your meal." β
"No need!" Zhou Xuan pursed his lips and replied stiffly. He didn't want to see Secretary Li's reluctant face. I'm sick, I can't find someone to look at my face, right? It's just that Ye Zhiyuan looked at him coldly, Zhou Xuan frowned, and his tone softened: "I mean I don't need Secretary Li to take care of me." I'll take care of myself. β
"Are you sure?"
"I'm not a child."
"Secretary Li will come over later, you go to the hospital with him and have a thorough examination." Ye Zhiyuan paused and said.
"I said it was all right." Zhou Xuan sat up, "I just said that I would go by myself if there is something, why do you want to look for him!" β
"Anyway, it's decided." Ye Zhiyuan looked at him coldly, "No matter what reason you hate him, he is very trustworthy, and I am relieved to hand you over to him." β
"Humph! Whatever you want! Zhou Xuan turned around and ignored him, he had decided what was going on with him.
That idiot!
Ye Zhiyuan was on the phone, and he didn't have to listen to know who he was calling. Zhou Xuan pursed his lips, as if he saw the person on the other end holding the glasses on the bridge of his nose, Yin deeply reflected the white light, and said coldly: "Got it, boss." β
It's annoying!
"I'm leaving. Remember to drink some porridge and ask someone to bring it over. There was a soft wetness on his eyelids. When Zhou Xuan turned around, the man had already opened the door and walked out.
Zhou Xuan looked at the empty room in a daze, sighed halfway, hooked the quilt and covered himself, and suddenly the whole person fell into darkness.