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

There are not so many flowers in the flower room as imagined, there is a piece of land in the center, and there is a layer of mist-like green and thin shoots on the ground.

Wu Xi felt very strange, the buds couldn't tell what kind of flower it was, and there were only these plants planted in such a tightly guarded place.

At this time, there was a voice of talking outside, and two servants came towards this side, Wu Xi didn't have time to go out, and hid behind a big potted plant in a panic.

"Why did the boss ask us to grow these? Do you want to cook them?" Two servants came in with fertilizers in their arms.

"There weren't so many of these before," another servant carrying a water jug ​​walked in, "Xiao Wang told me that at first the boss planted a plant in a flowerpot by himself, and then it bore fruit. The boss kept the fruit. Continue to plant, half a year is so long before people move it to the greenhouse."

Servant A laughed and said, "Does the boss want to be a botanist?"

Servant B said, "Maybe, haha."

The two put the fertilizer and the water bottle on the cabinet in the corner and left.

Wu Xi came out from behind the potted plants, and he took a closer look at the plants in the ground. From the beginning, he thought they looked familiar, but he didn't feel relieved.

Now when I got closer, I realized what the sprouts on the ground were, they were pea seedlings.

Just now, the words of the two servants kept ringing in his ears. Wu Xi’s whole figure was placed in a piece of warm water. The water wrapped him warmly and at the same time took away the oxygen from his lungs bit by bit, making him unable to think about anything. matter.

Song Yan came back late at night, because yesterday he and Wu Xi chose things for the whole afternoon, and many things were piled up there without being dealt with, and he was busy all day.

Song Yan put down his pen, raised his head and said, "What time is it?"

Xing Jiu didn't look at his watch and said, "Boss, these tasks must be done today, and there are more tasks waiting for you tomorrow."

Song Yan leaned back on the chair and said, "Of course I know, but it's already ten o'clock now, I don't know if he has dinner on time."

Xing Jiu pushed his glasses and said calmly, "Boss can call Mr. Wu."

Song Yan looked stunned: "Why didn't I think of that."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and just dialed it when a cold female voice rang through the receiver: Sorry, the person you dialed has turned off the phone.

"I want to go back." Hanging up the phone, Song Yan said with a serious face.

Xing Jiu said: "Boss, don't worry, I have arranged people to guard around the villa. Mr. Wu is staying in the villa now."

Song Yan looked at the documents piled up on the table, pinched the center of his brows wearily, and said, "Well, how about I take things home and make them?"

Xing Jiu showed a rare smile and said, "Okay, the boss must remember to finish all the work tonight."

"No problem." Thinking of going back to see Wu Xi immediately, Song Yan's exhaustion was swept away.

When Song Yan didn't come back, Wu Xi couldn't sleep alone, so he went to the balcony and sat on the hanging chair to read a book. From this position, he could see the gate of the villa. He told himself that he was only here to read.

At around 10:30, there was the sound of a car coming in at the door, Wu Xi subconsciously glanced out, it was Song Yan's car.

Startled, he immediately stood up, lay down on the balcony and looked down, the car was parked at the door, a servant stepped forward, opened the door, and Song Yan got out of the car.

The moment Wu Xi saw the man, Wu Xi's heart beat faster uncontrollably, and he subconsciously covered his chest.

"Ask another person to come over and move the documents in the trunk to the study." Song Yan paused at this point, and said, "Move directly to my bedroom."

The servant nodded quickly and said, "Yes."

When Song Yan was about to go in, he suddenly smelled the faint scent of platycodon flowers, subconsciously raised his head, and could only see the iron railing protruding from the balcony.

Is it his illusion?It seemed that Wu Xi was nearby just now.

Song Yan didn't think too much, he would see Wu Xi soon, his chest was filled with joy, he entered the villa impatiently.

On the balcony, Wu Xi was sitting on the ground with a book in his arms, his heart was beating wildly. He was almost spotted by Song Yan just now. I have to say that sometimes a man's intuition is as keen as a beast.

"Where is Wu Xi?" Song Yan asked as soon as he entered the room.

The maid at the side took Song Yan's coat and said respectfully, "Mr. Wu is in the bedroom."

Song Yan untied his tie and asked, "What did he eat tonight?"

"Mr. Wu said that he had eaten in the afternoon and had no appetite."

Song Yan frowned and said, "Make something to eat and bring it up."

"Okay, boss."

Wu Xi struggled for a long time, and finally decided to sit on the hanging chair on the balcony and continue reading. He didn't do anything wrong, why did he leave?

Besides, he originally wanted to read on the balcony, not waiting for Song Yan.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Wu Xi's heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his head nervously to flip through the book in his hand, but he didn't read anything, and all his attention was on the man walking towards this side.

Song Yan pushed open the door, but he didn't see Wu Xi in the bedroom. He walked directly to the balcony and opened the glass door. The man was indeed sitting on the hanging chair. He lowered his head and read the book quietly. His freshly washed hair It is soft and fluffy, with two dull hairs standing on the left ear.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Song Yan felt a rare peace of mind, and tenderness flowed through his blood vessels like gurgling water.

He watched the man quietly for a while, then walked over slowly.

Hearing the footsteps, Wu Xi raised his head as if he had just discovered it, and bumped into the man's eyes.

Those eyes, which had never been sad or happy, were like a wave of warm spring water, watching him gently.

Wu Xi's heart that had just calmed down became restless again, and he hurriedly looked away.

Song Yan walked to the side, sat on the hanging chair on the other side, and asked, "Isn't it cold to read here?"

Wu Xi stared at the book, and said in a low voice: "I just took a shower, it's not cold, I plan to go back after finishing this chapter."

"Well," Song Yan continued, "I asked them to make food. You didn't eat at night, so you can eat later."

"I have no appetite."

"Eat something with me." Song Yan's tone could not refuse.

Wu Xi knew that it would be useless to refuse, and the things Song Yan had decided would not change.

"Ah."

Song Yan took a shower, and when he came out, the food was ready, and the servants brought the food to the room.

Wu Xi sat at the table, he used to like these foods, but since he lost his sense of taste, he couldn't taste any flavors, so he gradually became less particular about what he ate, as long as he could satisfy his stomach.

Song Yan looked at Wu Xi who was eating slowly, and felt pity in his heart. When he thought that the food had no taste in the man's mouth, he felt distressed.

"I'm still looking for a doctor, don't worry, your sense of taste will be cured." Song Yan whispered.

Wu Xi was stunned for a moment, and he told himself that Song Yan just didn't want to owe him anything, but his eyes were still red.

"It's okay." Wu Xi lowered his head, hiding the surging emotions in his eyes, "I'm used to it."

Song Yan stopped talking. He was used to saying this sentence only after suffering a lot of grievances. Sour bubbles appeared in his chest. He wanted to hug the man tightly immediately.

"Don't worry, I will cure you."

The man's voice was low and firm, and Wu Xi didn't say anything more.

After the servant packed up his things, Wu Xi was about to go to bed, when two more servants walked in with a large pile of documents.

"Just put it on the table." Song Yan said while putting on his glasses.

Wu Xi has seen a man wearing glasses several times, and every time he can't help but take a second look. The glasses have worn away the sharpness in the man's eyes, making him look much gentler.

"Go to bed first, I'll turn on the lamp." Song Yan noticed Wu Xi's gaze and said.

Wu Xi looked away and gave a low hum. He didn't fall asleep immediately, but leaned on the bedside table and continued to read.

After watching it for a while, he couldn't hold it anymore, and fell asleep unconsciously.

After working for a while, Song Yan raised his head and saw Wu Xi who was asleep. He put down the work in his hand, walked over to take the book in Wu Xi's hand, and let him sleep under the quilt.

The man was cute sleeping, his lips parted slightly, revealing his pink tongue.

Song Yan's heart moved, and he leaned over and kissed the man's lips. The man curled up like a baby and leaned against him.

After a kiss, the heat in Song Yan's body rose, he suppressed his desire, and covered Wu Xi with the quilt.

Soon the day of the wedding will come, and the news will be broadcast everywhere in the news. The most discussed topic is: what kind of person can Song Yan marry again.

Wu Xi, who had been calm all this time, suddenly felt nervous, especially when he was alone in the dressing room receiving makeup, his whole body was stiff.

"Where did Song Yan go?" This was the sixth time Wu Xi had asked since this morning, and for some reason, he felt uneasy not seeing Song Yan.

Li Lecheng said: "The master and the young master are here, and the boss is chatting with them."

Wu Xi suddenly thought of what Song Xin said on the note that day. He has been very busy these days, so he put this matter behind him.

Song Yan did not force him to marry him. In fact, Wu Xi never showed any resistance to the matter of marriage from the beginning to the end.

Song Xin sent him a note out of good intentions, or else, after putting on his makeup, he went to meet Song Xin and told him not to worry about himself.

Thinking about it this way, after putting on makeup, Wu Xi told Li Lecheng that he was going to the bathroom.

Li Lecheng was chatting with Gu Xi, with a silly smile on his face.

"Come back early, the wedding is about to start in an hour."

"Ah."

Wu Xi headed towards the toilet, slipped out halfway, avoided the crowd, and went to the back garden.

When he arrived at the appointed place, he saw Song Xin at a glance. Wu Xi was very moved and hurried over.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when he was passing by the bushes, he seemed to be flashed by something, but when he looked carefully, there was nothing there.

Forget it, hurry up and go back, the wedding is about to start.

The author says:

Good evening~ It was updated again today, Lili is too hardworking????