7
Wen Fan swallowed all the lessons back.
Shao Yisui's stomach disease has been delayed a lot in the past two years, Wen Fan has seen him more than once when he has a stomachache, the man has a bad temperament, and he is even more reluctant to be disturbed when he has a stomachache.
The millet porridge he cooked, Shao Yisui always had to drink a whole bowl to relieve a little.
"There's kitchenware in the lounge, right? I'm going to cook some porridge. β
Shao Yi didn't move, hugged him and said, "Hug him for a while." β
Wen Fan lowered his eyes and looked at him: "Haven't you recovered yet?" Does it hurt a lot? β
Shao Yisui: "No. β
Wen Fancai didn't believe his nonsense, bowed his head and said: "Today, Aunt Liu also asked me to remind you not to forget the time, just for fear that your stomach hurts, now it's okay, I didn't have time to say it." β
"You have such a work method, when our agreement expires, you don't want to get along with a girl you like, whether your body can last until that time is a problem, and the health of a thirty-year-old person at the age of sixty is not vigilant."
Shao Yi listened to him say this, chuckling in his arms.
"Okay, then I won't let you go, just right."
Wen Fan: "You are so calculating, let me be a free babysitter for you." β
Shao Yisui: "I have no conscience, cooking a bowl of porridge is a nanny, and I will rely on you to raise the boss for the rest of my life, won't you scold me for eating white food every day?" β
After Wen Fan opened the piano shop, Shao Yi immediately teased him every now and then, but Wen Fan said several times that he would not change it.
Wen Fan laughed and replied to him: "You are always noble, how can I afford to raise ......"
"Mr. Shao, planning ......"
The two were talking and laughing, and a person appeared at the door of the conference room, it was Secretary Qin, who had just left and returned after sending Wen Fan up.
He didn't know what to report, his voice stopped abruptly, and he saw that they tilted their heads from in front of the young man, revealing a pair of eyes.
Secretary Qin saw that his boss was frowning and his legs and stomach were trembling, and he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry Mr. Shao, you continue." β
After saying that, he quickly turned around and closed the door very intimately.
Wen Fan: "......"
Secretary Qin seemed to have misunderstood something.
But Shao Yi teased him with the donkey getting off the slope: "Go on." β
Wen Fan glared at him: "Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore, do you?" So much nonsense. β
The big hand on his waist was still hooped, and Wen Fan patted him: "I'm going to cook porridge, if you are uncomfortable, drink some hot water first, and don't smoke anymore." β
Shao Yi snorted: "Listen to you." β
Shao Yisui's office is on the thirty-ninth floor, which is a spacious and luxurious large flat floor, but there is also a lounge next to the pantry on the thirty-eighth floor.
It's noon, and the pantry in the Shaw building is full of employees who come to rest and chat.
"It's not that I'm exaggerating, we're always like this, at least seven times a night!"
"You also know that exaggeration, Shao can always be seven times, how can our brother Fan have that physical strength, seven times must not be tossed to death."
Wen Fan's footsteps stopped abruptly outside the pantry.
"The newlyweds are different, like glue, and they don't forget to stuff us with dog food at any time and place."
"I don't know how long Mr. Shao will take, did Qin Mi go up just now to talk about the planning, there will be a meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon."
"Now less than a little, an hour? That's enough. β
"An hour? Who to look down on? I bet for two hours. β
"Then I'll bet for three hours and bet five cents."
"Brother Fan, do you want to get water too?"
The voice around him sounded too suddenly, Wen Fan was startled, and hurriedly said, "No, I'll use the lounge to cook some porridge." β
The few people who were openly talking in the pantry just now were silent in an instant.
Wen Fan walked in hard, and a girl smiled at him: "Brother Fan, Mr. Shao is so fast." He was stabbed with his elbow by the person next to him and covered his mouth cowardly.
Wen Fan's ears were a little red, and he explained: "He has an upset stomach. β
"We understand, we understand, Brother Fan, go ahead, if there is anything to call us!"
The more he explained, the worse it became, Wen Fan stopped talking, and hurriedly pushed the door into the lounge.
What he didn't know was that as soon as Secretary Qin left the conference room, he dutifully instructed all the employees, saying that Mr. Shao and your brother Fan were inside, and no one was allowed to go in and disturb without Mr. Shao's permission.
Spreading the news to the wrong people.
Half an hour later, Wen Fan came out of the lounge, feeling that the gaze cast on him was more enthusiastic.
Wen Fan held the porridge bowl and said, "I cooked a lot, you can also go in and drink it." β
The few people in the pantry who were sneaky and pretending to be busy picking their nails instantly became energetic.
"Thank you, Brother Fan!"
"Brother Fan has worked hard!"
"Brother Fan, hurry up and go to see Mr. Shao, Mr. Shao has a stomachache, and he needs this bowl of porridge more than us."
Wen Fan nodded and left: "Hmm." β
The employee behind him stared at his back and sighed.
"If I hadn't married Mr. Shao, I would have dreamed of Brother Fan for at least two years."
"It's so gentle, I like it so much, it's so gentle, it's so gentle, I like it so much."
"How many people's hearts did we steal when Brother Fan was a student."
After Wen Fan went back, Shao Yisui's condition seemed to be worse, his lips were a little pale, and he frowned and didn't say a word.
"Let me call Dr. Chan."
Dr. Chan is the personal physician of Siu Yee Sui.
"Complicated." Shao Yi sat on the chair and bowed over, and took his hand: "Accompany me." β
"I'm here." Wen Fan scooped up the porridge: "You drink some first, I'll call Dr. Chen." β
Shao Yi lost his temper again at this time, holding him and refusing to let go, pestering him like a large pendant.
Wen Fan put down the porridge bowl, patted him on the top of his head as if soothingly, and took out his mobile phone with his other hand and dialed it to Dr. Chen.
The opposite side was quickly connected.
Wen Fan probably told Shao Yisui about the situation, and Dr. Chen said that he understood.
Shao Yi's temper was more irritable than usual when he was unwell, no one could get close, and the whole person was like a beast in a state of madness, only Wen Fan could appease him.
When Dr. Chen came, Wen Fan was sitting on the sofa, with Shao Yisui in his arms, who was much taller than him, and the man was extremely uncomfortable, arching the young man dryly, and rubbing his chin against his neck socket.
Dr. Chen has been with Shao Yi for several years and knows his condition well.
Seeing this, he said: "Mr. Shao has committed stomach problems several times this year, and it will only get worse and worse if it continues like this, and there is no cure for stomach problems, you can only raise them, you have to pay attention to your body." β
Wen Fan: "Don't worry, Dr. Chen, I have me." β
Shao Yi closed his eyes and whispered in his ear to turn over the old accounts: "You still hate me today, saying that you don't want to be my free nanny, don't you think I'm troublesome?" β
Wen Fan knew that he was unreasonable when he was unwell, so he ignored him and only communicated with Dr. Chen.
"Just tell me all the precautions, and I'll take care of him."
Dr. Chan brought some PPI acid suppressant medications, all packed in a small medicine box.
"I have labeled how much to eat each medicine in it, you can take it back and look at it, I just said that stomach problems cannot be cured, Mr. Shao's situation is caused by irregular work and rest diet, you must pay attention to it, you must not eat the last meal without the next meal, on time and on time, the stomach disease can be improved."
"Usually you can eat more cabbage, pumpkin and sweet potatoes and other vegetables, try not to touch tobacco and alcohol, spicy is best to avoid, you can eat more noodles, eating noodles is the best for the stomach."
Wen Fan was imprisoned by Shao Yi, and raised his hand with difficulty to write down the precautions on his mobile phone.
Shao Yi raised his eyes and said, "There are so many, I can't remember." β
Wen Fan wanted to laugh in his heart, Shao Yi always liked this, and he was very naΓ―ve when he lost his temper in front of him.
He coaxed, "I remember." β
Shao Yi said that, that is, he wanted to hear this.
Dr. Chen is in an uncomfortable state every time he comes to Shao Yisui, so every time he comes to see Shao Yisui, he is so naΓ―ve and difficult, and he is used to it.
He also instructed Wen Fan a lot of matters, and said that after he went back, he opened a list of recipes and sent them over.
Wen Fan nodded in response, and Dr. Chen didn't stay long, chatted a few words and left.
Only Wen Fan and Shao Yi were left in the room.
Wen Fan opened the medicine box and took out the medicine from it, and gave Shao Yisui a pill to relieve the pain first.
Shao Yi knocked on his shoulder like an uncle, fed and drank water, fed medicine and took medicine.
It's easy to serve him well.
As soon as he put down the water glass, Shao Yi hugged him tightly.
"Complicated."
Wen Fan: "Huh? β
"I'm your best friend, right?"
Wen Fan smiled: "It's started again, I have to ask every time, aren't you tired of asking?" β
Of course, Shao Yi doesn't get tired of asking, he likes to hear Wen Fan say those unique words that belong to him the most, and he can't get tired of hearing them no matter how many times he listens.
The young man's voice was warm and good, and when he looked at him with a smile and said, "We are best friends", Shao Yi felt that he could take out his heart and give it to him.
His complexity, how can he be so likeable.
He likes Wen Fan too much, and he has known Wen Fan for twenty years, and it is still fresh, as if he just met yesterday, so Wen Fan smiled and didn't answer his question, and he was annoyed again.
Pinched his face and asked, "Isn't it?" β
Wen Fan patted him: "Don't make trouble, be obedient, take a break after lunch, I have to work in the afternoon, I'm too tired, go home early in the evening." β
Shao Yi went to bite him.
Relying on his illness to do nonsense, he bit Wen Fan's ear.
Only a shallow bite.
"Tell me, am I your best friend?"
Wen Fan was touched by the tip of his warm tongue and teeth, and his whole person trembled, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on his back.
"Yes, Shao Yisui, you are my best friend."
Shao Yi was satisfied, and became interested in his instantly red ears.
"Shy again? I'm shy to bite you? β
Wen Fan shook his head: "No, my ears are more sensitive, you really don't make trouble." β
Shao Yisui: "Ears are more sensitive? I don't believe it, let me try. β
Of course, Wen Fan didn't let him, and got up to leave, but was caught by Shao Yi with him.
"Try again."
The young man's ears are white and small, and the touch in his mouth is like soft and smooth tofu.
Shao Yisui often pinched his earlobe to play, and he couldn't put it down, but today he took a bite and found that biting and playing was more fun than pinching and playing.
The young man was held by him and bit several times on his earlobe.
Bite and shake.
"Prosperous, it's sweet."
It was a sincere compliment, but Wen Fan couldn't stand it because he was stimulated, he was afraid that he would really not be able to control it later, and he would react to being bitten by Shao Yi.
"Shao Yi follow! I'm again! β
The young man's eyes were red, and his cat-like eyes looked at him pitifully.
Shao Yisui couldn't say why, knowing that his friend was unhappy, and knowing that he was doing too much, but he still couldn't help it, and couldn't help but want to do it more excessively.
Luckily, it was under control.
He no longer chased the young man's ear bite, and after letting go of the man, he resumed the posture of holding the young man first, and reached out to rub his bitten red ear.
"Don't be angry, I won't mess with you."
Wen Fan covered his ears and glared at him: "Okay, you can stop the meeting, what did Dr. Chen say just now, you also heard it, you are not allowed to do this again in the future, no matter what, you have to spare time to eat at noon, don't work overtime at night, you are too busy to go home and the time should not be later than nine o'clock, at least your stomach must be taken care of before the agreement expires." β
Shao Yi looked at him carefully and was quiet for a while.
"Do you really think of yourself as a babysitter? Stupid, I'm kidding you, you take it seriously, just take care of yourself. β
Wen Fan: "You're stupid......"
"Yesterday, the designer sent me more than a dozen sets of design drawings, and several sets are very beautiful, you can pick and choose again, and you can also mention ideas to the designer."
Wen Fan was helpless: "Change the topic again...... What are you doing designing so many clothes, I can't finish wearing them, can you change your extravagant and wasteful character. β
Shao Yi flicked his index and middle fingers on his forehead.
"How can you call it waste? Just wear it, you wear it the most beautiful. β
Wen Fan: "You don't hurt anymore, do you?" β
Shao Yi immediately said: "It hurts." β
"Nonsense." Wen Fan smiled: "If it doesn't hurt, go to dinner." β
Shao Yi was finally willing to let go of him.
However, he still didn't admit that he didn't hurt, and pestered Wen Fan to feed him two mouthfuls of food before he was satisfied.
The uncle commanded two broccoli.
Wen Fan held it with chopsticks and stuffed it in his mouth very unceremoniously.
"It's nothing."
Shao Yisui: "Then I'm polite?" I'm not going to say, thank you, Madame, for your hospitality. β
Wen Fan's mouthful of celery can't be swallowed anymore.
Shao Yi blushed at him, and made sure of it, picking up this title to tease him.
"They all praise Madame Sau for her good looks."
Smell the hammer on him.
Stinky virtue.
He left the Shaw building with a hot face.
Shao Yisui is emotionally straight and hopeless, and he doesn't feel that there is a problem with this title at all, especially when it is placed on him, Shao Yisui will only think that there is more of a trick to bully him and tease him.
He doesn't take the rumors outside to heart, the matter of getting married, no matter how long it takes, will not deteriorate, this is just an agreement between them, a game, a cooperation, even if Wen Fan kisses him now, Shao Yisui can grab him and kiss him back without changing his face.
It is estimated that he will have to compete with him in kissing skills.
Wen Fan was a little annoyed.
This person, really.
Wen Fan felt that while taking care of Shao Yisui's stomach, it was also necessary for him to pay attention to the boundaries in some aspects.