Quick Wear: The Crazy Host is the Paranoid's Treasure

the next morning.

Gu Zhen brought a group of people he had played with before to Song Bojian’s newly bought villa. As soon as he reached the door, he started shouting at the top of his voice.

"Li An! Song Bojian! We are here to find you..."

However, he suddenly stopped at the door of the villa, and the people behind him also stopped and looked forward curiously.

The next second they were all stunned.

Song Bojian, who was rumored to be cold-hearted and ungrateful, was kneeling on one knee in front of the sofa, holding Li An's feet who was sitting on the sofa in his arms.

Everyone who saw Li An and Song Bojian for the first time looked at each other calmly, and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

"Jian'an" Co., Ltd. is developing rapidly, and Song Bojian's reputation has spread. At the company's party, outside media posted his photos on the Internet, and he started calling him "husband".

This is also normal.

Song Bojian, eighteen years old, tall and handsome, founded a company in junior high school, went public in high school, and became an indispensable giant in the industry in college.

But everyone who has met him knows that he has a cold temper and exudes an oppressive aura that keeps people at a distance.

Not only that, he acts decisively and has a long-term vision. There is always a sinister and vicious light flashing in his eyes, as if he can see through people completely and easily tear off their disguises.

But it was this person who, at this moment, was holding the feet of a delicate-looking young man, and giving him warmth with gentle eyes.

The young man with delicate eyebrows and eyes may have heard the sound. He slowly turned his head and everyone paused for breath unconsciously.

The boy was wearing a casual and simple white short T-shirt. His complexion was as crystal clear as jade, his black hair was soft, and under his eyebrows that were neither thick nor thin, were a pair of beautiful eyes without any impurities, clear yet deep. The red mole under his eyelids mitigated the indifferent expression on his face a little, making him look softer.

He looked at them with indifferent eyes, as if he was a god overlooking the world, without joy or sorrow, without emotion or love.

Ji Bai retracted his gaze, then raised his foot and lightly kicked Song Bojian: "I'm leaving."

Song Bojian reached out and touched his feet, but they still felt a little cold. He frowned slightly and blamed himself: "I should turn up the temperature when I sleep at night."

After waiting for a while and making sure he was warm, he put socks on him and put on his shoes.

At this time, Gu Zhen dared to speak, and he continued to shout: "Shall we go? The car is outside the door! If we go now, we will reach the bottom of the mountain around 10 o'clock and start climbing. We should be there by noon, and then we can set up the tent and make dinner. Then we can play games for a while, and watch the meteor shower in the evening!"

Song Bojian took the backpack that had been packed with things last night, washed a few fruits that Ji Bai usually ate, and then took Ji Bai's hand and walked out.

When they got on the bus, everyone consciously left them two connected seats.

Gu Zhen stood in front of the car like a tour guide, chattering non-stop.

Ji Bai had a headache whenever he heard his voice recently. He raised his hand and prepared to use his divine power to shut off his hearing, but Song Bojian suddenly held his cheek gently, and then put headphones on his ears.

"Baby, if you are tired, just lean on me and sleep for a while."

Ji Bai raised his eyes to look at him, then nodded slightly.

The deep and soft male voice in the headphones blocked out Gu Zhen's voice, making him feel a little calmer.

But after calming down, he noticed something was wrong.

The singing voice in the headphones is Song Bojian's voice.

Ji Bai turned his head to look at Song Bojian again, and met a pair of expectant black eyes.

He was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "It sounds good."

Song Bojian's eyes lit up, and he leaned closer to him and gently touched his face, "Then I will sing to the baby for the rest of my life."

Ji Bai thought about it for a while, then said seriously: "It will be annoying."

Song Bojian paused, and his eyes instantly flashed with a pitiful and abandoned light.

Ji Bai ignored him and turned back to close his eyes.

He heard Song Bojian's aggrieved and stubborn voice mumbling outside the earphones: "I will sing for you forever even if I am tired of it."

Ji Bai collected his thoughts and focused unconsciously on the song in his headphones.

The male voice is low, soft and hoarse. He sings love songs in his magnetic voice, as if he is coaxing his beloved.

Ji Bai's heart trembled unconsciously for a moment. He raised his hand slightly and gently stroked his heart, his curled eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Song Bojian noticed his actions immediately and held his hand lightly with a slightly anxious tone.

Ji Bai pulled his hand back, closed his eyes and said calmly: "No."

But Song Bojian still seemed a little anxious. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but the person next to him seemed to notice and interrupted him.

"Brother, don't talk."

Song Bojian curled up his bony fingers, and his prominent Adam's apple rolled up and down for a moment because of the swallowing action.

After a long while, he responded with a hoarse voice, "Okay."

The people in the car were responding to Gu Zhen's words on the surface, but they were actually secretly watching the two of them.

The girls clenched their teeth, and those who couldn't hold it back bit their hands.

They didn't expect that after just this one visit, they would be addicted to it to the point of almost screaming.

The boys looked shocked.

Is this the iron-blooded, cold-blooded and heartless Song Bojian as rumored?

Who was the boy who silenced him with just one sentence?

Only Gu Zhen was immersed in his own speech and knew nothing.

........

The car stopped at the bottom of the mountain. After everyone got out, Gu Zhen opened his arms and shouted, "Friends! Go! Our goal today is to conquer this mountain!!"

Everyone coming down the mountain looked at him, but Gu Zhen didn't seem to notice. He looked at Ji Bai excitedly: "Li An, if you can't walk anymore, I..."

He wanted to say "I can carry you", but under Song Bojian's murderous gaze, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and changed his words: "The person next to you will carry you."

Ji Bai glanced at the two of them, then took a step forward.

After one hour.

The group climbed to the middle of the hillside. They were breathing slightly and looking at Ji Bai, who was standing in front of them with a calm expression and a clean body, and they fell into deep thought.

Is that fair and delicate boy really a human?

How is it possible that someone appears delicate and weak but can climb a mountain for an hour without even getting out of breath?

The girls had no strength left, but they did not complain or ask to stop to rest. They all gritted their teeth and persevered.

The boys next to them consciously carried their luggage on their backs.

"Baby, are you tired? If you are, can I carry you on my back?" Song Bojian asked every five minutes.

Ji Bai: "Not tired."

Song Bojian lowered his head in regret and disappointment.