Madam's little secret I know

Watching Fang Yichen go downstairs with the medicine, Xiang Jingyuan heaved a sigh of relief, moved his bandaged ankle, and the slight pain made him suddenly feel a little irritable.

That little Omega girl dared to let Fang Yichen touch her forehead!If he remembered correctly, she was the one who was touched on the head by Fang Yichen last time. How come she is addicted to touching her head!In the end, before he had time to get angry, the group leader next door who always liked to keep a cold face smiled at Fang Yichen!He also invited him to dinner in the name of discussing work!You will not be allowed to eat whatever you eat!

He looked down again at his ankle, which was swollen as thick as a calf. He just wanted to make up a reason to prevent them from going to dinner, but he was afraid that the make-up was too fake and would be exposed directly, so he...

Talking about a relationship is quite labor-intensive, that is to say.

It has been more than half a month since the two of them received their certificates, but the real ambiguous period was only two days, and the rest of the time was almost in a stable state like an old couple. These two things happened again in the place, which made the alarm bells in his inner sense of crisis blare, and he felt that the progress was still too slow.

Is there any way to declare your sovereignty without revealing your own possessiveness so obviously, and to maintain your cool and restrained image while fully expressing your love?What a difficult question.

There was Secretary Qiao staring at the venue, and his own affairs were gradually on the agenda. Since he can be idle at home this afternoon, why not think about this issue carefully. Thinking about it this way, he got up and planned to make a rush for himself. A cup of coffee, but as soon as he took a step, he was caught off guard and almost fell to the ground.

Well, the top priority is to take good care of the ankle first.

Fang Yichen did what he said, and when he came back from get off work at night, he really bought two catties of big bone sticks, and he also carried a bunch of things he didn't know what they were.

"What's for dinner tonight?" Xiang Jingyuan asked weakly upon seeing the situation.

"Scrambled eggs with spinach, bone soup, sauce skeleton, braised pig's trotters." Fang Yichen carried the ingredients into the kitchen with a normal expression.

Xiang Jingyuan swallowed silently, not daring to say anything.

"It's not that exaggerated to tease you." Fang Yichen felt inexplicably laughing when he saw him like this, and couldn't help but smile and turned to look at him, "How about stewing beef and ribs for you? What do you like?" .”

The disappointing face began to turn red again, and Xiang Jingyuan nodded quickly, then limped to sit at the dining table and waited.

Fang Yichen's cooking is delicious, even if there are two occasional ingredients that he doesn't like very much, the taste is not bad, which makes him feel a great sense of satisfaction, so he always gives face when eating every day Gobbled it up on the verge of image collapse.

"Have you worked a lot lately?" Fang Yichen didn't think much of him, but kept on picking up food for him.

"What's wrong?" He stopped his chopsticks, not daring to answer rashly.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask if you have time to rest at home for ten days and a half months." Fang Yichen smiled, and checked his ankle just before cooking, it was still a big bag, but it should not be hurt Bones, "You should take a rest in this situation."

Although Xiang Jingyuan is very willing to listen to his advice, it would be too irresponsible to use this reason to take a vacation at home.So he could only put on a disappointed look: "I may have to discuss a few more cases recently, I'm afraid my colleagues will be too busy..."

"Oh, that's it." Fang Yichen was still smiling, and nodded as if he understood very well, "Then you don't walk around in the office, tell me what you want to eat, and I'll buy it for you."

"Okay." Xiang Jingyuan smiled happily.

It wasn't until he went to the company the next day that Xiang Jingyuan realized a truth: the boss really can't take a vacation.

The finished products of the design department began to be shipped to the venue two days ago, and there were no mistakes in the two days. As a result, he just stayed at home all afternoon yesterday, and there was a problem during the transportation, although it was not a big problem and it was quickly resolved. It was repaired, but it still made us Xiao Xiang furious and furious.

Sitting in the office processing documents, it is easy to forget the time. By the time Xiang Jingyuan finally realized something, it was too late, and Fang Yichen had already called in.

"I bought shredded fish-flavored pork and fried broccoli for you, and they are almost downstairs in the company."

Secretary Qiao didn't dare to go near the president's office all morning. He just felt that they became more irritable after they sprained Mr. Xiang, but according to the usual practice, he should go to deliver lunch to Mr. Xiang at this time.

He had no choice but to knock on the door and enter the office with his dinner plate, only to see Mr. Xiang limping on one foot, talking on the phone and tidying up in a hurry, with a look of panic on his face that he had never seen. seen.

At that moment, he felt that Mr. Xiang suddenly became more down-to-earth.

After tidying up, Mr. Xiang seemed to be a different person. He looked like a beautiful boy next door. He looked so cute and immature that he couldn't help but start to doubt his own eyes.

Xiang Jingyuan hurried downstairs, glanced at him and was about to pass by him.

This glimpse suddenly awakened his memory, and he finally remembered his mission: "Mr. Xiang, lunch..."

"Keep it for you to eat." Xiang Jingyuan didn't turn his head, and hurried downstairs without saying a word, even seeming to forget about his still aching ankle.

Fang Yichen actually bought the meal a long time ago, so he called in advance to let him know, and wandered around downstairs for a while, and finally got on the elevator slowly because he was afraid that the food would be cold, fearing that Jing Yuan would be caught off guard and it would end badly.

But when he really entered the so-called business department office at the bottom of the fifteenth floor, he felt that he was too worried, because everything inside was arranged just right, even the rickety chairs and desks The scattered documents on the Internet all restore the atmosphere of their life as workers.

Of course, everything else is pretty good except that a tens of thousands of laptops are a bit of a show.

"You're here!" Xiang Jingyuan sat on the outermost workstation, put aside the documents in his hand pretendingly, with a cute smile on his face, "I'm a bit hungry."

"Yeah." Fang Yichen glanced around with a light smile, "Is it convenient to eat here?"

"Convenience!" Xiang Jingyuan waved his hand and pushed all the computer files to the other side, and immediately vacated a large space, and pulled a wheelchair for him to signal him to sit down, " Just here."

Fang Yichen grinned happily, listened to his words and sat next to him, and helped him open the lunch box with chopsticks: "I ordered it at the home-cooked restaurant in the back street. It tastes good, try it."

"Have you eaten?" Looking at him from a distance, Xiang Jing ordered a piece of rice and asked him looking up.

"No, you can eat first, I'll just have something to eat with my colleagues later." Fang Yichen pouted at him as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Xiang Jingyuan heard this, he immediately restrained his smile, took half of the rice from the lid of the lunch box and gave it to him without saying a word, and said in a nonchalant manner: "Let's eat together, I can't eat it alone. many."

Fang Yichen couldn't help laughing again. It's true that he didn't eat, but he didn't plan to eat with his colleagues. He just thought that his pretending to be calm was as fun as when he was a child, so he couldn't help but want to tease him.

However, in the next second, he realized that something was wrong with his thoughts.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiang Jingyuan frowned slightly, looking a little aggrieved.

"There are no extra chopsticks." Fang Yichen shrugged.

Hearing this, Xiang Jingyuan put down his chopsticks, and lowered his head in disappointment.

"Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while." Seeing this, Fang Yichen had to coax, "My colleague just asked me to have dinner together, but I refused. I will cook something delicious for you tonight. What do you want to eat?"

Hearing this obviously coaxing tone, Xiang Jingyuan felt a lot better in his heart, but as soon as he picked up the chopsticks, he suddenly realized that his disappointment seemed a bit too obvious.

No way, sometimes I really can't bear it...

He suddenly felt a little embarrassed and regretful, and then sneaked a glance at Fang Yichen, and found that Fang Yichen hadn't been looking at him for a long time.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but inexplicably felt even more lost.

But in the next few days, Fang Yichen would bring an extra pair of chopsticks to eat with him every time he delivered meals to him at noon, and he also found a good way to declare his sovereignty-occasionally secretly hide some small belongings for later During working hours, I dragged my injured leg back to others.

However, he didn't dare to send it too often. If there is too much presence, it will be deliberate and easily annoying. It is most important to retain a sense of mystery, so just one or two times is enough to achieve the goal.

On weekends, he will be raised at home for two days. He doesn't need to work or socialize. He just lies on the bed and catches up with variety shows and watch dramas. Someone delivers his meals and drinks, and he doesn't have to do everything himself except go to the toilet. , this kind of happiness of being able to do nothing with just a sprained foot seems to have never been experienced since he started to crawl.

No one has been so kind to me, and no one will be so kind to me again, he thought.

"I feel that I'm recovering pretty well." Fang Yichen checks him on time every night. After his unremitting efforts, his "pig's trotter" is gradually evolving into a human foot, which makes him feel very relieved. "Is it less painful?"

"Yeah." Xiang Jingyuan nodded. In fact, it didn't hurt very much at first, it was completely within his tolerance, but when he suddenly thought that he was a soft and boneless Omega, he immediately entered the role and frowned slightly. "Hiss" softly, and then pretended to be a strong smile, "It doesn't hurt too much."

Although the character set has almost been broken unconsciously, it is necessary to set it up again when I think about it.

Fang Yichen's smile became even wider, and he freed his hands to rub safflower oil on him: "Tomorrow is mainly a big show at the central venue, nothing important, you can rest at home for an extra day."

How can that work!He immediately sat up, felt that his movements were too big, and leaned back embarrassingly, muttering pitifully: "Actually, I really want to go, this is the first time I have caught up with such a big show."

The most important thing is that the flagship dress was designed by Fang Yichen himself. He wanted to see that dress with his own eyes and win everyone's approval.

I don't want to miss all the moments when he can get glory.

"Then let's go." Fang Yichen smiled lightly, his eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars, "At worst, I'll support you."?