The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

Han also clenched his teeth and looked like a chaste woman. Zhou Yun said with a sneer: "did you lie down before? What do you want to do now? "

Then he turned Han over like a pancake and grabbed his underwear. Han also snorted bitterly.

He sent Han Jingyun to school today. He didn't deal with the wound when he came back. He just sat outside for a while with a strong brace. At this time, I'm afraid the meat and his underwear are stuck together.

Zhou Yunshen frowned and went to the coffee table and took the scissors in. He cut off Han Yi's pants directly, and then opened them carefully.

The cotton underwear has been pasted with the meat. When he lifted it, the skin and flesh were connected and looked terrible. Han was dizzy with pain, sweating from his forehead and lying like a steamed bun just out of the pot.

Zhou Yunshen held his hot skin in his cool fingers, which was very comfortable, but the pain was what he brought to him.

"Bear with it. It's almost finished."

"Zhou Yunshen, you'd better be light."

Han also can't help but scold.

Zhou Yunshen, who had a bad temper, was scolded by him, but didn't get angry. Instead, he said, "well, it's all my fault. Don't be angry. You should bear with it."

Zhou Yunshen's concession made Han also feel a little trance. In the past, Zhou Yunshen was a few words. Most of the time, he was talking. He even felt that Zhou Yunshen didn't like him at all, let alone that one day Zhou Yunshen would talk to him in such a soft way.

When Zhou Yunshen coaxes Han Yi, his underpants are all pulled off, and his buttock flap is red and swollen. It seems that there is some inflammation. The word "Zhou" looks a little fuzzy.

The scarlet characters are engraved on the heart.

"Let me see or tell you something?"

"A little red, swollen, inflamed." After a pause, Zhou Yun said in a deep voice, "it's a wound."

Wei Yan was surprised and couldn't help but look at Zhou Yunshen's murderous eyes. He quickly drew back and coughed and said, "he has a fever. I'll prescribe some medicine for external use and oral administration, and the fever will go down tomorrow."

"Well."

With the sound of footsteps, Wei Yan had a hand in front of him. Zhou Yunshen raised his palm and said, "bring me the medicine to deal with the wound."

Wei Yan's mouth is pumping. The wound must have been made by Zhou Yunshen. Now he is eager to see a doctor and apply medicine. What is this?

Han Yi lies on the bed, soft and powerless. He just feels cold and painful on his buttocks. He knows that it is Zhou Yunshen who disinfects him again. He wants to scold him for his lack of energy, so he lies on his stomach and sleeps in the past.

Wei Yan also hung water for Han, and left in the middle of the night after confirming that Han also had a fever. Zhou Yunshen sits on the edge of the bed and looks at Han Yi's sleeping face. He is better at this time. He can't run or say anything that pokes his heart out, which makes him feel comfortable and at ease.

He rubbed his sore eyes, and the door opened with a squeak.

A small figure appeared in the door, a pajama Han Jingyun holding a monkey doll stood at the door, and Zhou Yunshen four eyes opposite.

"Is Dad ready?"

Han Jingyun's childish voice sounded.

Zhou Yun deeply wanted to put the child back into his mother's stomach, where he would give him a good face, even did not want to answer.

He turned his head and did not look at Han Jingyun. He felt that he was not generous with children. He was ok with children, didn't like them and didn't hate them. But now he hates children very much, because Han also has children.

He never thought that Han would have children. When he knew this, his heart seemed to burst.

"Uncle, thank you for saving dad."

Han Jingyun came in when he was shaking his spirits. He said thanks to him and bowed formally.

"It's OK."

He was angry and said, "it's right to save him."

"Is uncle a good friend of dad?"

Han Jingyun sat down beside the bed and sat next to him.

That night, Zhou Yunshen didn't know what Han Jingyun had said to him, as if he had said something or nothing, until xiaodoubao had fallen asleep against him, and the monkeys in his arms rolled to the ground.

Zhou Yunshen looks down at Han Jingyun's beautiful face. When he grows up, he must look like Han Yi, right?

After struggling for a while, he carried Han Jingyun back to his room to sleep. Han Jingyun's room is a children's room with blue sky and white clouds. What attracted his most attention was the robot cat painted on the wall.

His heart was slightly sour.

What he had given him before, he could turn around and give it to others. It's really the treasure in his heart. Zhou Yunshen knows very well that if he wants han to choose, he will only choose xiaodoubao in his arms, not him.

Six years later, he was nothing in his mind.

"What do you think you are? Han is also the treasure of song Hou. Do you think you can have him

"You deserve it? You think he meant it to you? He's my man for a long timeMemory of the voice of the overwhelming pressure on him, so that he felt that the heart was about to be squeezed burst, he opened his mouth slightly to breathe.

Put Han Jingyun on the bed and cover the quilt. Zhou Yunshen returns to Han Yi's room. The water has already been hung. He skillfully pulls out the needle and presses the cotton swab on the needle mouth. He seems uncomfortable. He frowns slightly in his dream. Zhou Yunshen almost subconsciously releases his hand. The blood comes out again and presses for a long time.

When he touched his forehead, Han Yi's fever had indeed subsided. He took off his suit and shoes and slept on his side.

At this moment, he did not know how many times he had fantasized and how many midnight dreams he had in the past six years. What he recalled was that both of them were still sleeping in that shabby house, and all they experienced was just a dream they had. Can wake up in the middle of the night, only empty palm.

Han also sleeps on his stomach. Zhou Yunshen, with one hand around Han Yi's slender waist, put his head close to his neck and said, "Han Yi, we're OK, OK? Stay with me and we'll start again. "

Regardless of the past, regardless of the Song family, regardless of everything, start anew.

He also wanted to say something else, either emotional or straightforward, or commitment. Can practice a thousand times, but at this moment, in any case can not say.

Sour and astringent from the bottom of his heart like the roots of a big tree directly to his limbs, even his lips and teeth are only left with a thick bitter son, afraid that a mouth will be tears like rain.

"Why are you so cruel?"

After a long time, he asked in a trembling voice, but how could the chill in his deep sleep answer him? So it was just a question like thousands of days and nights before, answering his dead air.

Anyway, since we have found you, we will never let you go again. Zhou Yunshen hands with strength will he close to his body, across the thin cloth as if to feel the temperature of each other.

Han Yi was awakened by urine the next day. He opened his eyes and saw Han Jingyun.