Doctor Xu's hidden black moon

Chapter 205 Ants can come to sympathize with him
Song Dongliang looked at her coldly, "Your legs are on top of me, don't you know how you sleep?"

She really didn't count, and she obviously had some doubts about his words, "I don't sleep well?"

Too lazy to care about her, Song Dongliang pushed the person away and got up. After being woken up by him, Yan Zhu couldn't fall asleep anymore, lay awake on the bed for a while, and then got up straight away.

The bathroom door was locked, Yan Zhu curled her lips, she is really a boss who has no level of trust, is it possible that she will still go to peep?
Sitting on the sofa and waiting for a while, Principal Zhao called. Yanzhu connected, and his voice instantly changed to a thick middle-aged man's voice, "Hello."

Principal Zhao's attitude is very sincere, "Is it Mr. Xue? When will you arrive, I will send someone to pick you up."

"No need, I'm already here, I can go directly to your school later."

When Principal Zhao heard that she had arrived, he felt relieved immediately, and quickly responded, "Okay, okay, Mr. Xue will contact me when he arrives."

A head stuck out from the bathroom, and looked at Yan Zhu suspiciously, "Did a man talk just now?"

Yanzhu replied to Song Dongliang with the voice she had just called Principal Zhao, "It's me."

Thick male voice.

Song Dongliang: "..."

After he washed and came out, Yanzhu went in, tidied herself up, and after she came out, she looked up and down. As an assistant, it didn't matter if he didn't pretend to be anything, so she put her head down and pretended for herself.

Song Dongliang watched helplessly as she took out a small box and fiddled with her face. Before he could see clearly, the baby face just now turned into a serious and old-fashioned one. The face of a middle-aged man, with a mustache stuck on his chin.

Song Dong Liang was dumbfounded.

Yanzhu made a good camouflage, and put on the clothes and shoes that she had prepared before, and her figure became inexplicably taller. Now Song Dongliang suddenly felt that the bodyguard he had hired for 3000 million was not a loss.

Looking at her expectantly, "What about me?"

Yan Zhu was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't realize what the phrase "I am" meant, and then Song Dongliang's face turned stinky again, and she burst out laughing, only then did she realize that he also wanted to pretend, so she stretched out her hand and patted him shoulders.

Now that I'm a little taller, it's much easier to pat him on the shoulder.

"You don't need to pretend, just follow me, and your face will come in handy then."

Song Dongliang's stinky face softened a little now, and he kept staring at Yanzhu in a strange way.

Although Yan Zhu was a bodyguard, she did not treat him like a fragile glass doll like the bodyguards and Song family hired for him by the Song family before.

Song Dongliang was tired or even disgusted by those people who looked at him with vague sympathy. They all thought that Song Dongliang would not live to be 30 years old, but even if he died tomorrow, what qualifications did those people have? How about looking at him with that look?
A group of ants-like people came to sympathize with him, which made Song Dongliang deeply doubt whether his life was really so bad.

After everything was packed, Yanzhu took Song Dongliang out of the hotel. There is a famous breakfast restaurant downstairs, which is a chain. She had eaten in City B before, and the taste was not bad. She originally wanted to go Just buy something to eat at the stalls in front of the school, after all, that is where the real food gathers.

But thinking about his own boss's hairiness, Yanzhu decided to have some food with him here first.

Probably after going through last night, Song Dongliang deeply realized that he was currently in the stage of a tiger falling into Pingyang, so when he saw Yanzhu take him into this breakfast shop, he didn't show any disgusting expression on his face.

Yanzhu felt a little strange, stared at him twice, and felt that her boss was like a cat whose nails had been pulled out, listless and lacking in arrogance.

She was not used to it, and felt that she was a little too small.

The little princess who grew up in someone's ivory tower should be loved by thousands of people, and even sleep should be as delicate as Princess Pea, but now she is brought to this corner to experience life, It's kind of ridiculous.

As a result, Yan Zhu's attitude became much better with a guilty conscience. She dipped some fragrant chili oil on the steamed buns for the boss, put them on his small plate, and specially softened her voice, "Eat slowly, don't worry."

Song Dongliang raised his eyes suspiciously, with a few large characters clearly written on his face, "Are you possessed by a ghost?"

Yanzhu: "..."

Forget it, wasting her feelings.

After dinner, the two went to Tengfei High School together. Although today is Saturday, senior three students still need to attend classes. Senior one and senior two students can have Saturdays and Sundays off, and senior three students can have a rest on Sunday afternoon.

Although he had just had breakfast, after smelling the aroma from the small pancake cart at the school gate, Yan Zhu gulped, tugged at Song Dongliang's sleeves, and just wanted to buy some pancakes After eating, I saw that Song Dongliang's already fair complexion was now a little paler, and his lips showed some signs of bruising.

Frowning, his gaze stayed on his not-so-thick coat and his bare neck, but he didn't complain. He took off his coat and handed it to Song Dongliang, "Put it on first."

Song Dongliang was a little cold, since he was born, he was particularly afraid of the cold, and his body was delicate and frail.

Usually when going out, I always like to wear high-necked clothes to cover my neck and chin, but this time I went out with Yanzhu sneaking out. The assistant didn't know, so no one packed up for him. It's all useless stuff.

The jacket in his hand still felt warm, and his Adam's apple rolled twice. Just as Song Dongliang wanted to refuse, Yanzhu stared back with a menacing look, "Are you going to faint here later and then Shall I send you back to City B?"

In no mood.

Although he doesn't have a good impression of this place, he feels weirdly excited to be with Yanzhu. He likes this kind of unknown excitement, and he doesn't like the unchanging life for more than 20 years.

He put his coat on.

The clothes are a bit small. Although Yan Zhu has enlarged her height and figure, Song Dongliang is 1.8 meters tall despite being thin, so she is a little tight when she wears very loose clothes. .

Eyebrows still frowning, Yan Zhu jerked her feet and pulled the zipper to the end. Seeing that his expression didn't ease much, she led him to a clothing store not far away.

He casually pointed to a turtleneck sweater and asked the clerk to take it down, handed the clothes to Song Dongliang, stretched out his hand and pushed him, "Go and change it."

While Song Dongliang was changing clothes, Yan Zhu picked out two turtleneck sweaters and a scarf along the way. She felt deeply like a mother. She had never met Song Dongliang in such a carefree way for so many years. Kind of like an ice doll.

(End of this chapter)