President, Our Egg Is Lost

Cheng Yutang felt nervous when he heard it, and quickly loosened his seat belt to check Ji Xiaoyu's condition: "How's it going?"

Ji Xiaoyu clutched his forehead and grinned, "It hurts."

Cheng Yutang held one of his shoulders and turned him towards him, and took a look at his white forehead. There was a piece of redness in the middle of his forehead, and it was slightly swollen. Feeling comfortable? Do you feel nauseous?"

If it hits a concussion, it will be troublesome.

The distance between the two narrowed again, and Cheng and Tang's movements revealed an unspeakable intimacy. Ji Xiaoyu felt awkward and a little flustered. He didn't even feel the headache, and moved back anxiously. Moved his butt, moved a little further away from him, and said casually: "That doesn't seem to be a problem. It's okay, I have good physique, and I usually get rid of it quickly."

Cheng Yutang was a little relieved, but Ji Xiaoyu's alienating behavior made him a little unhappy. Is this little thing defending himself? He didn't want to do anything at the moment, he was just worried about whether he was injured, and he was nervous.

I remembered that I almost had a car accident just now. The cause was also that Ji Xiaoyu had overreacted. I couldn't help but annoyed: "What are you hiding? I don't eat people. I just fastened your seat belt just now. What did you do when you were surprised? Whatever a serious accident, otherwise we will both have to go to the hospital."

It turned out to be just wearing a seat belt... Ji Xiaoyu was instantly ashamed. He knew that he needed to wear a seat belt when he was in the passenger seat, but when he got in the car, he lost his mind and forgot. , I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it, I just don’t get used to being too close to others, so..."

Cheng Yutang: "..."

Not used to being too close to others? Then your kid climbed onto Lao Tzu’s bed last year, and what was it that I hooked Lao Tzu into contact with you at a negative distance?

At this moment, Cheng, who has always been gentle and personable before others, wanted to swear words.

Ji Xiaoyu suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but panicked and said: "Ah, I didn't crash your car glass just now, right?"

While talking, he reached out to touch the windshield that he had just hit, for fear that a crack appeared on it, then he might as well find a piece of tofu and hit him to death.

After groping and repeatedly confirming that the glass was intact, he patted his chest to relax, and Emma was almost scared to death.

Cheng Yutang had an angry stomach, and almost laughed when he saw it. This little thing, with a swollen bag on his head, didn't worry about him, but worried about these irrelevant things.

It's a pity that the windshield of his car is of military/industrial bullet-proof and explosion-proof grade, not to mention hitting with the head, even if it is hit hard with a hammer, it is not easy to break, otherwise Ji Xiaoyu's reaction might be more fun.

"Go, fasten your seat belt yourself." Cheng Yutang said as he restarted the sports car.

Ji Xiaoyu hurriedly followed her words, and then sat down tightly with both hands on her laps, like a pupil listening to the lecture, never daring to move.

The body is in order, but the eyes are not idle, and they are still looking around.

The silver supercar drove fast and steadily on the main roads of the city. The street trees and buildings on the street retreated quickly. The evening breeze poured in through the half-open car windows, causing Ji Xiaoyu's hair to fly wildly and his eyes a little open. not open. However, he was reluctant to close the car window, greedily experiencing this fresh and exciting feeling.

Inadvertently glanced at Cheng Yutang, who was driving next to him, and Ji Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly became a bit unable to move.

The President is wearing light-colored casual clothes today. The sleeves of his shirt are elbows freely, revealing a solid and smooth forearm, and his hands freely and smartly control the steering wheel, which is the same as the calm and calmness of the suit and leather shoes when he goes to work on weekdays. The appearance is quite different, and it looks like a few years younger.

The wind also blows the hair from his forehead back, not only does not appear to be messy and embarrassed, but it calms him a bit of free and easy charm. The facial features look deeper and more three-dimensional on the side, with sharp eyebrows, high nose and thin lips, every line turning is just right, perfect to make Ji Xiaoyu jealous.

Although Ji Xiaoyu looks very good, he is praised by people who don't know him every day, but most people describe him as beautiful or handsome, and even describe him as cute. Every time I heard that the violent factor in his body was about to move, I wanted to find the opponent to fight to prove his strength as a male...

"Does it look good?"

Ji Xiaoyu was secretly envious of jealousy, and the man who seemed to have been focusing on driving suddenly opened his mouth abruptly.

He was stunned before he realized that Cheng Yutang was talking to him, his face burnt with a swell, and he turned away his eyes hurriedly like a guilty conscience.

Cheng Yutang admired Ji Xiaoyu's blushing embarrassment from the inverted mirror, and couldn't help but chuckle. If he wasn't still driving, he wouldn't mind doing something to make the little thing's face more bloody.

Ji Xiaoyu was a little annoyed when he heard that laughter, what was the laugh, what was there to be proud of, and simply said sincerely: "It looks good, the house in Ning City is tall and big, and the flowers and plants on the roadside are neat and tidy. It’s beautiful, it’s better than ours in Qingshan Town."

Cheng Yutang: "..."

Ji Xiaoyu pulled back a round and chuckled secretly. But after all, it's hard to stare at someone anymore, so he turned his head and looked out the window, enjoying the scenery of Ning City seriously.

As night fell unknowingly, the residential buildings on the roadside lit up for the first time, like the shining stars in the sky, but they were more brilliant and bright, and the sky full of stars was eclipsed.

Ji Xiaoyu was in a daze for a while. The human city is very good, prosperous and lively, and there are more delicious and fun things than in the mountains, but there is not a window here that belongs to him.

He is just a passer-by, and it is impossible and should not have too much intersection and fetters with human beings. After a short stay, he should go back to where he should be.

Cheng Yutang noticed Ji Xiaoyu's expression, which seemed to be a little envious, a little longing, and mixed with some loneliness and melancholy alienated from the environment, which was not in harmony with his still youthful and immature face.

He couldn't help but frowned.

This little thing should be laughing and joking all day long, careless and heartless, just like just now, what is he worrying about right now? Are you worried about your livelihood and money?

There was silence in the carriage. After more than half an hour, the sports car drove into a beautiful villa complex and drove along the tree-lined road for another ten minutes. The eyes suddenly opened up, and a lake with an area of ​​hundreds of acres appeared. The lake stopped outside the three-story European-style building.

Ji Xiaoyu's thoughts about gains and losses have long been thrown out of the clouds on the road. Since entering the villa complex, he has been in the car window and kept exclaiming in his heart. Wow, this place is so beautiful and advanced! Is Mr. Cheng here? It's good to have money!

If one day he can live in such a large and comfortable house, then he won't go back to the poor ravine of Xiaoqingshan!

Cheng Yutang glanced at him and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, it was the money issue. I was really thinking about it just now.

After getting off the bus, Ji Xiaoyu followed Cheng Yutang through a flowery home garden to the main entrance.

The sky was completely dark, the small building was dark, and there were only a few dim lights in the corners of the entrance garden. Ji Xiaoyu's eyes were half-blind, and he almost ran into the door inadvertently. Stone pillars on the side.

Cheng Yutang couldn't help but laughed, teasing: "Is such a big person, how can I walk recklessly? Is the bag on his head not big enough?"

Ji Xiaoyu couldn't tell the truth, so she concealed it with a smirk.

Cheng Yutang turned on the lights after entering the door, and the room was instantly brightly lit. Ji Xiaoyu looked around curiously. The decoration was elegant and magnificent. The marble floor was light to see, and everything was clean and spotless, almost blinding him.

The only flaw in it is that it is too clean and deserted, unlike people living in it, like a model house to show to others.

Ji Xiaoyu asked curiously: "Hey, Mr. Cheng, are you alone in your family?"

Cheng Yutang said, "Yes. My parents are in the capital."

Ji Xiaoyu occasionally listens to colleagues chatting these days, saying that Mr. Cheng is still unmarried, and he is the number one diamond king in Ning City. Now he can’t help gossiping: “Then you don’t have a girlfriend?”

Cheng Yutang left the key in the hallway, changed slippers, and was about to walk into the house. Hearing this, he turned around and said two words: "No."

Ji Xiaoyu was a bit dark when he heard him say this. Although Mr. Cheng had countless wealth, lived in a luxury mansion and drove a luxury car, he was a bachelor like himself, a pauper. From this point of view, there is no difference between him and Cheng Zong, everyone is a comrade-in-arms in the ditch!

Cheng Yutang then added with a smile but a smile: "I like men, so it's impossible to have a girlfriend."

Ji Xiaoyu: "..."

This, this, Mr. Cheng, do you want to be so frank?

Although he is not deeply involved in the world, he also knows that the mainstream of human society is the combination of men and women. Other sexual orientations are niche, and they are often rejected and despised by the world. This is also the case in China nowadays, so most niche groups hide their sexual orientation as deep as possible, and are afraid of being known by others.

Cheng Yutang actually told himself so generously, he was really rich and confident...

"Comrade Ji Xiaoyu, how about you?"

Ji Xiaoyu was named suddenly, and then replied: "Me? Whatever, it doesn't matter."

As a naturally raised spirit, Ji Xiaoyu has always lived as he pleases, has no prejudice against sexual orientation or anything, as long as it does not hinder others, whether he likes people or ghosts.

As for himself, when he grows up to this age, no matter whether he is a man or a woman, he doesn't seem to have a special feeling for anyone, and he has never thought about who he will be with in the future.

Now he doesn't even think about these or not. Now he is most concerned about earning money to incubate eggs and store milk powder!

Cheng Yutang frowned and was very dissatisfied with this answer. What does it mean to be casual? Is it okay for men and women, no matter who it is? That's too shameless. So this kid betrayed himself and climbed into his bed on Christmas Eve last year?

Finding that Cheng Yutang's face was not good, Ji Xiaoyu was a little puzzled, not knowing how she had offended the president.

Looking at the wall clock on the wall in the living room, it was past seven o'clock, and he knew it well and said, "Cheng, since you have arrived home, then I will go back."

go back? It's not that easy. It took me a long time to turn the person back, how can I let this piece of flesh that is about to reach my mouth fly away. Cheng Yutang pressed the unhappiness in his heart forcibly, a sharp light flashed on the lens, and smiled slightly: "What are you doing in such a hurry?

When he said that Ji Xiaoyu was eating, he felt hungry, but he didn't know what was going on. Mr. Cheng's smile made him feel a little hairy, so he wanted to find a reason to refuse: "No, I don't know how to cook, so I don't want to give Cheng. You always cause trouble."

Cheng Yutang's teeth are a little itchy, "It's okay, I will do it, you can just give me a hand."

Ji Xiaoyu was surprised: "Cheng, you still cook?"

Cheng Yutang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Yeah, is it surprising? Although my aunt does it most of the time, occasionally I will cook myself."

Ji Xiaoyu slapped a flattery very cleverly: "Cheng, you're so amazing, you can do everything, you're almost all-rounder!"

It's not bad if the president doesn't let people feed him. It's incredible that he will cook the food himself.

Although Cheng Yutang might put gold on his face, but just know how to do it. Whether or not he can eat what he made is another matter, but if he dared to open fire and cook, it was already better than Ji, who was born to be afraid of fire. Xiaoyu is going to be stronger.

Cheng Yutang was very refreshed by his shot, and most of the previous unhappiness disappeared, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, "Of course, you haven't learned the most powerful item."

The second monk Ji Xiaoyu couldn't figure it out, "Which one? Do you drive?"

Cheng Yutang smiled meaningfully, that he was driving, but this "driving" was different from his "driving".