【ABO】The bodyguard of the ruthless boss is too charming

The chicken soup cooked by Aunt Li looks delicious, but it tastes like nothing in my mouth.

"Hey, if the Second Young Master sees your hand, it will definitely hurt you!" Aunt Li stood aside and said worriedly.

Seeing Aunt Li's serious expression, Wu Xi felt inexplicably funny. If he told Aunt Li that Song Yan made him burn, she would not believe it.

Aunt Li sighed heavily again, and said, "Mr. Wu, I sincerely hope that you can stay with the second young master well. It has been too hard for him to be alone all these years."

Wu Xi paused, Song Yan gathered thousands of favors and complained, so what is Song Xin?

But he didn't say what was in his heart. Aunt Li continued: "The second young master is very tolerant. He had a fever once when he was a child, and he insisted on enduring it for three days. If he couldn't bear it and fainted at school, we wouldn't know him. I got sick."

This is something Song Yan can do. He has always been a proud person, and he doesn't want others to see his fragility.

"But now that Mr. Wu is by his side, it's much better." Aunt Li said.

Wu Xi pursed his lips, pretending to concentrate on drinking the chicken soup with his head down.

After drinking the chicken soup, Aunt Li packed up the dishes and left. Wu Xi couldn't sleep because his hands hurt too much, so he got up and sat down at the table, and dug out his notebook.

When Wu Xi is free, he likes to write songs in his notebook. He has not learned any music, so he writes and writes by himself.

He still hums a few words when he is free, and Wu Xun used to always say that he has talent, maybe he can be a singer in the future.

Thinking of this, Wu Xi smiled, and he looked through some childish lyrics he had written before, with gentle eyes.

He stopped on one of the pages, when was this written?Why are there two little boys drawn in the corner?

Wu Xi was puzzled, he should have been with Wu Xun all the time during this period, and when he drew Wu Xun, he always added two small braids, but here he didn't.

While he was wondering, he suddenly heard footsteps going upstairs, Wu Xi hurriedly stuffed the notebook into his bag, and lay back on the bed.

The footsteps stopped when they reached the door of the room, and after waiting for a while, they didn't hear the sound again.

Could it be that he heard wrong?Wu Xi looked at the time, it was past twelve o'clock, suddenly various horror movie scenes flashed in his mind, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

He has been unable to resist ghosts since he was a child, and he has to wait a week to watch a movie.

His left hand is still injured, if there is really something, he doesn't know if he can escape.

A small voice sounded, the door was pushed open, Wu Xi curled up, holding the Swiss Army Knife tightly with his right hand.

The footsteps stopped beside his bed, at such a close distance, Wu Xi smelled the unique scent of Song Yan, and relaxed.

He didn't know what the man was going to do, so he closed his eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.

After waiting for a long time, Song Yan did not see any movement. Wu Xi felt sleepy after waiting, his consciousness lost control, and he fell asleep.

Hearing the man's steady breathing, Song Yan stretched out his hand to caress the man's cheek, and his eyes fell on his hand.

The originally white, tender and slender hands were now red and swollen, with tiny blisters bulging.

Song Yan took out the burn medicine given by Li Lecheng, opened the bottle, and poured a little on the cotton swab gently.

The cotton swab touched the burnt area, and the sleeping man frowned, showing a distressed expression.

Song Yan's eyes were dark, and he leaned forward and gently kissed the red corners of the man's eyes

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