Get out of the way, the vest boss saves that sick girl

Today is the anniversary of Feng Yao's parents' death. He has been committing self-harm and is in a very bad condition. Ai Xiaoqi cannot abandon him. At least she has to accompany him and comfort him today before taking care of Xiaodao.

After hanging up the phone, Ai Xiaoqi found that the three people in the yard had flickering eyes and did not dare to look at her.

The corner of his eye twitched, and he felt that he had been too tough just now, and his gentle and amiable personality was a little shattered.

Ai Xiaoqi walked up to Feng Yao and raised her head pretending to be calm: "Take my car?"

Feng Yao nodded and smiled: "Okay."

She chose to stay with him, and Feng Yao's heart softened.

Liao Mang and Yun Tian couldn't bear to see Feng Yao looking so worthless, so they hurriedly got into the car.

In a hidden alley, in front of a small shop, there were parked a pink Maserati, a black Maybach, and three top-of-the-line Mercedes-Benz cars.

In the small shop sat an innocent and lovely female student and a domineering president who was pure and untainted by the mundane world.

There was also a college student in a white shirt and seven fierce-looking gold medal bodyguards in black suits.

The bodyguards were meticulous and sat as straight as soldiers.

This is Ai Xiaoqi and his group, a completely weird and scary lineup.

Each table can only seat two people, Ai Xiaoqi and Feng Yao are a couple.

Liao Mang and Yuntian are a pair.

There are five pairs in total.

Most of the store is already occupied.

The store was as quiet as an operating room.

The boss stood behind the bar, not daring to greet customers, and the boss's wife didn't dare to come out of the kitchen.

Ai Xiaoqi leaned over and asked Feng Yao who was sitting opposite her.

"Boss, have you ever tried Malatang?"

"What is Malatang?"

Ai Xiaoqi said cunningly: "It's just eight dishes and a bowl of soup."

Feng Yao looked at Ai Xiaoqi with gentle eyes and shook his head slightly.

"I'll take you to order. We'll choose our own food."

Feng Yao was a little embarrassed: "Is there a menu?"

Ai Xiaoqi pursed her lips and said, "Just wait, I'll have some."

Feng Yao nodded again.

Ai Xiaoqi walked to the display cabinet, and the proprietress came to Ai Xiaoqi with a look of fear and caution on her face.

Ai Xiaoqi waved her fingers, "This, this... and this, no bean sprouts."

"Mildly spicy, ten bowls, four skewers of fish balls per table, two grilled sausages made of medical stone, and two bottles of old soda. Um... that's all."

Feng Yao clearly saw that Ai Xiaoqi ordered a lot, but what came was a bowl of noodles full of chili oil.

"You ordered this?"

Ai Xiaoqi nodded confidently: "Try it quickly, it is very effective in curing colds."

Feng Yao sipped the noodles suspiciously.

Everyone ate in small bites, trying not to make any noise.

Several luxury cars were parked in front of the store, and a group of men in black were slurping noodles inside. No customers dared to come here.

The boss and his wife held each other's hands tightly and hid obediently behind the counter waiting for instructions.

It doesn’t matter whether you give them money or not, just hope they leave soon.

After only a few bites, Feng Yao's nose was covered with sweat, and the snot tissues piled up into a small mountain.

It was always Ai Xiaoqi who spoke only occasionally.

"Feng Yao, is it delicious?"

"Yeah, it's just a little spicy."

Ai Xiaoqi picked up the vinegar and added some to Feng Yao.

"Add some vinegar, so it won't be spicy."

Ai Xiaoqi sincerely wanted to make Feng Yao happy today, so she found topics to chat with him.

"This is not spicy. It's Malatang. There are slightly spicy, mildly spicy, medium spicy, very spicy, slightly spicy, very spicy, extremely spicy, and super spicy..."

The little head moved closer to Feng Yao and spoke in a lowered voice.

And... anal sex.

Fortunately, Feng Yao reacted quickly and turned his head quickly, otherwise the spicy powder would have sprayed on Ai Xiaoqi's face.

Everyone was pretending to eat noodles and trying to hold back their laughter.

Ai Xiaoqi just wanted to tease Feng Yao, but he didn't expect these guys to be listening in on his boss's corner with their ears pricked up.

It was really sloppy.

Ai Xiaoqi hangs out with men all day and doesn't care about this little dark dish.

Sometimes Lu Hao and his friends chat in the group, discussing the origin of human development and the power of the ancient times. Everyone is there, and Lu Ying and Meigui sometimes joke around without feeling awkward.

After all, this is the aerobic exercise most people do every day.

Today this is nothing.

Liao Mang glanced at Ai Xiaoqi gently, then looked at Feng Yao who was like a good boy, shook his head and continued to slurp noodles.

Yuntian, who had been having a cold face, turned around to look at Ai Xiaoqi and his brother Yao, who was full of doting.

He turned around and stared at Liao Mang.

Liao Mang sneered: "Why are you looking at me? Do I have any dignity left?"

Yuntian still had a straight face: "Next time I'll give you a bowl of blooming ones."

In an instant, the shop looked like a bomb was thrown into a cesspool, and everyone in the room was choking and coughing. The boss and his wife were laughing the most happily, with tears in their eyes.

Feng Yao couldn't help it and couldn't continue slurping the noodles.

The atmosphere suddenly became heated, with noise, teasing, and lively chatting, just as lively as a small vegetable market.

The killer's dignity, solemnity and pretense were all gone.

Feng Yao looked at Ai Xiaoqi with a smile: "Silly Xiaoqi, do you know what you said?"

Ai Xiaoqi lowered her head and ate noodles: "Don't you men like to hear this..."

Feng Yao pursed his lips and smiled softly. He wanted to say against his will that he didn’t like it, but he swallowed it back. He kind of liked it. He liked the naughty Xiao Qi.

He reached out and rubbed Ai Xiaoqi's furry head, then continued eating noodles.

"Feng Yao, do you still want to eat fish balls?"

Feng Yao: "No more, I'm full."

Ai Xiaoqi was a little disappointed: "I want to eat more, two more skewers."

Feng Yao wiped his nose again: "That counts as two skewers for me too."

Ai Xiaoqi laughed out loud: "That's about right. It's boring to eat too much."

Ai Xiaoqi shouted: "Boss lady, give each person two skewers of fish balls."

The proprietress finally showed her usual enthusiasm.

"It will be ready soon, wait a moment everyone."

When it came time to pay the bill, Ai Xiaoqi treated everyone, there were ten of us, totaling 342 yuan, and the proprietress gave them 2 yuan in change.

Feng Yao had never eaten so full before.

"Xiao Qi, I feel a little full. Let's take a walk."

Ai Xiaoqi suggested: "Why don't we run back and see who runs faster."

Feng Yao shook his head: "I'm too full. My intestines will break."

A rainstorm had just passed, the ground was wet, and mist was evaporating from the surface of the small lake.

The air is exceptionally fresh and cool.

Feng Yao and Ai Xiaoqi walked side by side, looking at the sea of ​​flowers and green trees in the distance, the young couple strolling like them, and the elderly couple who were staggering together.

It's just that others were holding hands, but they weren't. Feng Yao was handsome with his hands in his pockets. Ai Xiaoqi swung his arms casually.

For the first time, Feng Yao realized that life could be so beautiful and comfortable.

Feng Yao returned to the old house. He would stay here on this day every year.

Master bedroom on the second floor

Ai Xiaoqi coaxed Feng Yao, who still wanted to work, and put on his pajamas and lay on the bed.

"Have a good sleep."

Feng Yao was very obedient. He held a large pillow in his arms, moved closer to the bed, and lay his head on it.

This way I'm very close to Ai Xiaoqi.

"Xiao Qi, do you want to go back?"

Ai Xiaoqi shook her head, sat on the floor, and helped Feng Yao pull up the quilt.

"I won't go back. I'll read to you and watch you fall asleep."

Feng Yao smiled happily. Ai Xiaoqi read quietly and Feng Yao closed his eyes obediently.

After a while, Feng Yao murmured, "Xiao Qi, come here and lean on me for a while."

Ai Xiaoqi put down the book and lay down on the edge of the bed. She hadn't slept for several nights and was very sleepy.

Feng Yao moved his head and leaned softly on her hair like a child.

"Xiao Qi, I don't have a father or a mother."