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

"Mr. Wu has a really good eye. This pair of rings is our treasure. It is the only pair in the world. It symbolizes the only love."

Wu Xi was stunned, this ring must be very expensive, he quickly said: "Forget it, I'll change it..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yan reached out and picked up one of the pair of rings, grabbed Wu Xi's hand, and put it on for him.

Wu Xi wanted to withdraw his hand, but Song Yan held it tightly, and the ring was put on, as if it was tailor-made for him, it was very suitable.

Song Yan lowered his head, staring at the ring on his hand, the line of his lips curved slightly.

"That's all, it's beautiful."

"No, this must be very expensive." They will be separated in three months, there is no need to buy such an expensive one, and the only love with such a romantic meaning must be with someone who truly loves each other.

Song Yan raised his eyes, frowned, his dark eyes were bottomless, he stared at Wu Xi for a few seconds, and said, "That's all."

The man did not give Wu Xi another chance to speak, and directly explained the follow-up matters to the shopping guide.

Standing by the side, Wu Xi looked at Song Yan's profile, opened his mouth, and finally swallowed the words back into his stomach.

Forget it, after all, it is Song Yan's wedding, and it has nothing to do with him how he likes to come.

After thinking this way, Wu Xi was not as nervous and entangled as before, and he accepted everything Song Yan offered him.

"Come here."

As soon as Wu Xi came out of the fitting room, he saw Song Yan standing in front of the mirror calling him.The man was wearing a black dress, with neatly combed hair, standing under the light and shadow, giving Wu Xi the illusion of being watched gently.

The dresses on her body fit well. If you look carefully, you can see that the two dresses are from the same series, and the small designs on the sleeves and neckline echo each other.

As soon as Wu Xi walked to Song Yan's side, he was held by his hand, his body's conditioned reflexes tightened. Although Song Yan's strength was not strong, it carried an undeniable coercive force, which made Wu Xi have no courage to break away.

Song Yan held Wu Xi's hand and stared at the mirror, the two men in the mirror stood close together, they really looked like a pair of newlyweds who were about to get married.

"Do you like it?" Song Yan asked.

Today, from getting off the car to now, what Song Yan asks the most is whether he likes it or not.

so what?So what if you don't like it?Anyway, these things are all fake, just like the upcoming wedding, it's just a play on the spot, there is no need to get too deep into the play.

"Well, it's pretty good." Wu Xi whispered.

Suddenly, Song Yan pulled him into his arms and hugged him from behind.

The man's chin rested on his shoulder, and the hot and humid air in his breath sprayed on the earlobe. For a moment, Wu Xi froze at a loss, his cheeks flushed, and he let Song Yan hug him.

Neither of them spoke, Song Yan just hugged Wu Xi quietly, and did not make any other movements other than that.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Yan said, "I've found a doctor for you, I'll go over and see you later."

Wu Xi was stunned: "Doctor?"

"Well," Song Yan looked into his eyes through the mirror, "It's for your taste buds."

"No need," Wu Xi lowered his eyes, the man's eyes made him feel thrilled, "I'm used to it."

Song Yan frowned, with a trace of pity flashing across his eyes, he said coldly: "This is not something you can decide, I will definitely cure it for you."

Hearing Song Yan's serious tone, Wu Xi was stunned for a moment, feeling that the man was caring about him.

But in just a few seconds, he woke up.Impossible, the reason why Song Yan wanted to cure him was because he didn't want to owe anyone anything.

"Whatever you want." Wu Xi whispered, anyway, from the moment he agreed to get married, he was no longer a free person.

After a short drive, I arrived at a high-end clinic. The doctors here are all famous experts at home and abroad. They were hired here at high prices to treat celebrities and nobles.

This time, Song Yan took Wu Xi to see Dr. Wu, an expert in neurology. He once cured a patient who lost his sense of touch due to a fire.

Wu Xi was very surprised to see Dr. Wu himself, he did not expect to be an expert at such a young age.

Dr. Wu looked to be in his early twenties at the most, and he didn't have any expression on his face, except for a polite nod when they came in, he sat there like a sculpture the rest of the time.

"Open your mouth."

Wu Xi opened his mouth obediently, and Dr. Wu took something like a thermometer and put it on the tip of his tongue.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, he took out the instrument, looked at it, and sat back down again.

Song Yan rarely showed an anxious side, frowning and asked: "How is it?"

Dr. Wu lowered his head to record something in his notebook, and said, "Did Mr. Wu conceive and then abort?"

Hearing this sentence, the two people present were stunned, and Song Yan subconsciously looked at the man beside him.

Wu Xi lowered his eyebrows and put his hands on his knees, clutching the hem of his clothes helplessly.

"Yeah." Wu Xi didn't want to talk about this in front of Song Yan, every time he mentioned it, the memory came up like a big hand, trying to pull him into the abyss.

"Mr. Wu's problem is not just the damage of taste buds, but also the malfunction of the body caused by miscarriage. Because the body is too damaged, it has developed a protection mechanism." Mr. Wu rarely showed a bit of embarrassment on his face, paused, and said , "I'm only [-] percent sure."

After coming out of the clinic, Song Yan remained silent. When Dr. Wu said that sentence, Song Yan did not say another word.

Wu Xi got into the car and found that Song Yan was still standing outside the car door, not intending to come in.

"Li Lecheng, take Wu Xi back first." Song Yan's voice was deeply exhausted.

Li Lecheng said: "Okay."

When the car started, Wu Xi glanced at Song Yan, the man was also looking at himself, those beast-like eyes were full of emotions that he couldn't see clearly.

Wu Xi felt a palpitation, and looked away.

Song Yan didn't come back until ninety o'clock. After Wu Xi took a shower, he slept on the bed. For the first time, he felt that the bed was so big.

What Dr. Wu said is correct, Wu Xi's body has become very weak since that night, his body is cold and he is afraid of the cold, sleeping alone in the quilt all night does not have any heat.

I usually don't feel it when I sleep with Song Yan, but now it's very obvious.

It was so cold, Wu Xi tossed and turned until the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep.

At some point, there was a click in the quiet room, the door opened, and a faint light came in from outside.

Wu Xi heard footsteps and smelled the chilly gardenia fragrance, it was Song Yan who came back.

For some reason, he smelled a trace of sadness and sadness in the smell of gardenias.

Song Yan didn't go to his side, but stopped by his bed. Wu Xi didn't dare to move, and quietly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

A warm touch caressed his cheeks, and Song Yan's fingers were describing his facial features, the movements were tenderness that he had never seen before.

Wu Xi had doubts for a moment, is this really a reality?Is he already asleep?

A soft sigh sounded from above, and Wu Xi felt a soft and cool thing falling on his forehead, like a feather, and it moved away with a light sweep.

Song Yan stared at the man on the bed, his eyes were dark, and when he heard what Dr. Wu said, his heart seemed to be opened, blood dripping, guilt, and pain surged up in one breath, making him unable to face Wu Xi again.

How sad it must be for Wu Xi to conceive a child alone and then watch him leave. When he was going through these things, he was not far away, and he never extended a helping hand.

When his mother passed away, Song Yan swore that he would never become an A like Song Xisong.

But the reality is that he has unknowingly become Song Xisong.

They are biological father and son, with the same blood flowing on their bodies, no matter how he escapes, he can't escape the terrible bondage.

Seeing the man's thin cheeks, Song Yan felt a sour and astringent feeling in his chest. This sourness turned into an invisible substance and blocked his throat, making him unable to breathe.

He never knew that men had already occupied such an important position in his heart.

At first, he was just curious, and when a man showed his affection, he acquiesced in allowing him to be close to his circle.

A man is like a newborn deer, with a little ignorance and a little fear, he stumbles into his world.

Wu Xi and Wu Xun are very similar, both of them have the best expectations for everything in this world.

That's why Wu Xun saved him when he was injured, and offered to marry him when he needed an excuse.

"This way you can avoid the father and son, can't you?" Wu Xun smiled softly.

Song Yan paused for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice: "You don't need to do this step, these things have nothing to do with you."

"I've always been so loyal to my friends, besides, didn't you help me get rid of that stalker two days ago?" Wu Xun reached out and patted Song Yan's shoulder, "We are mutual, and I still miss you Help me find my brother, he is out alone and I don’t know what happened, we didn’t leave any contact information when we separated, I really want to see him.”

Song Yan raised his head, looked seriously into Wu Xun's eyes, and said, "Don't worry, I will help you find him."

"Thank you." Wu Xun smiled.

It was Song Yan's birthday that day, Wu Xun booked a restaurant and told him to come over at nine o'clock to give him a surprise.

Song Yan had just finished the meeting when he saw the text message, and his exhaustion was eliminated by the content of the text message.

He doesn't expect so much surprises, what really makes him happy is that someone does these things for him.

Song Yan didn't ask Xing Jiu to see him off, and drove to the restaurant by himself.

From the outside window, the restaurant was dark and the lights were not turned on. His intuition told him that something bad had happened.

Song Yan took out his gun and walked slowly into the dining room. In front of the skylight, a woman was sitting in front of a table with white candles lit.

Bang, the gun fell to the ground.

Wu Xun died, and was killed on his birthday. On the table was a note left by the murderer, with only one sentence written.

Happy birthday, doesn't it feel good to be robbed of someone important?Don't be too sad, we have a long time to come.

The author says:

Wrote at the last minute??