In-house help system

Ji Wenliang's mood experienced ups and downs, and the cold wind blew again, and he really fell ill.

I felt sleepy on the plane, and kept sleeping on Feng Rui's shoulder.

Feng Rui thought he was tired, but when he got home, he saw his face flushed and frowning, "Do you have a fever?"

He touched his forehead with his hand.

Ji Wenliang was feeling hot all over, and the coolness from his forehead permeated into his body, making him shudder.

Replied: "It seems to be."

The voice was hoarse.

Feng Rui hurriedly carried him back to his room, and called the family doctor again.

Ji Wenliang's illness was severe, and when the doctor arrived, he was already in a daze.

The doctor gave him an injection and prescribed medicine, and he left after everything was settled.

Feng Rui soaked the towel in cold water and placed it on Ji Wenliang's forehead.

But the fever won't subside in a short while, Ji Wenliang frowned and muttered about his discomfort.

Feng Rui looked up at the liquid medicine in the hanging bottle, there was still more than half of it, and he guessed that the medicine hadn't started to work, so he leaned over and kissed his face, and comforted him softly: "It will be fine in a while."

Ji Wenliang was a little confused, he felt Feng Rui leaning towards him, and actually stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck.

Feng Rui was startled, afraid that he would touch the needle in his hand, so he didn't dare to move, so he asked patiently: "What do you want to do?"

Ji Wenliang muttered something, but the voice was too low to hear clearly.

Feng Rui could only lower his head, "Huh?"

Ji Wenliang pressed against Feng Rui's ear, and repeated nonchalantly: "Hug me."

Maybe it was because I was too sick, I instinctively sought comfort, and forgot to be reserved for a while.

Or to your lover, there is no need to be too reserved.

These words hit Feng Rui's heart like a hammer, shaking his soul.

I couldn't help but kissed Ji Wenliang's lips, and said in a low voice, "Okay, let go first."

As expected, Ji Wenliang let go obediently.

Feng Rui checked the needle in his hand and found that there was nothing wrong, so he lifted the quilt, got on the bed, and hugged Ji Wenliang in his arms.

Only then did Ji Wenliang fall asleep in peace.

He slept soundly all night, but poor Feng Rui didn't sleep much, and got up early to make porridge.

When Feng Rui brought the porridge into the bedroom, he found that the person on the bed had disappeared, and there was the sound of rushing water from the bathroom.

After a while, Ji Wenliang came out of the bathroom, looking listless.

Feng Rui helped him onto the bed, let him lean against the head of the bed, and touched his head, the fever had subsided.

"Are you hungry? I made porridge."

Ji Wenliang nodded dully, "I don't have the strength."

Feng Rui smiled, he really enjoyed Ji Wenliang's oblique instructions, he pulled out a chair from the side, sat down and said, "I'll feed you."

Sick people need to rest more, Ji Wenliang finished his breakfast, Feng Rui let him sleep for a while.

When he woke up again, it was already afternoon, and Feng Rui was sitting by the bed, reading documents.

Seeing him wake up, Feng Rui hurriedly put down the documents in his hand and fed him lunch.

After eating and drinking enough, and having a good night's sleep, Ji Wenliang felt much more refreshed.

But staring blankly on the bed felt boring.

He couldn't help but look up at Feng Rui who was approving the documents.

Although he studied finance, in fact, Ji Wenliang has no interest in business. Fortunately, he is careful and conscientious in everything he does, and with the help of the system, this assistant is quite competent.

But like Feng Rui, he can't finish reading documents every day.

Can't help but ask: "Is the document so beautiful?"

Ji Wenliang asked this question purely out of curiosity, wanting to know why this document has such a great charm.

But Feng Rui made a mistake, and immediately said: "I won't watch it."

Only then did Ji Wenliang realize that his words were ambiguous, as if he was acting like a spoiled child, he blushed.

If this delays the grand plan of the president, he can't afford to apologize.

It's better to just fold it.

Ji Wenliang lifted a corner of the quilt, patted the bed and said, "Come here and have a look."

But people are greedy.

Feng Rui went to bed according to Ji Wenliang's request, and Ji Wenliang couldn't help but want to talk to him.

"What are you looking at?"

"document."

"what document?"

"contract."

"What contract?"

"A contract with Mrs. Li."

"Which Mr. Li?"

Feng Rui glanced at him, and Ji Wenliang stopped talking.

But after a while, I still wanted to speak.

"are you tired?"

"Not tired."

"But I see that you are working hard, and I really want to help you share it."

This is against my will.

Feng Rui didn't expose him, and then asked: "Then what should I do?"

"Why don't I approve it for you."

"Okay."

"But," Ji Wenliang frowned, "I'm dazzled now, and my hands have no strength."

I can't hold it, and I can't see it.

"Then I... read it to you?"

Ji Wenliang leaned towards Feng Rui, hugged his arm, nodded, and made a serious look, "Okay."

In this way, the president has truly achieved both love and career.

As the saying goes, sickness comes like a mountain and goes away like a thread.

Fortunately, with Feng Rui's meticulous care, after five days, Ji Wenliang was completely healed.

There's just one more thing that bothers me.

Feng Rui took care of him naturally with a thousand percent gentleness and meticulousness. He pushed off work during the day and slept with him at night.

It's just... just acting a little too gentlemanly.

Except for occasional kisses and hugs, there is no movement beyond the norm.

It stands to reason that when the love is deep, the next thing should be natural.

But Feng Rui... What's the reason for this?

Could it be because he is the hero of a romance novel and doesn't know what to do?

Or because... can't do it?

Whether it is the former or the latter, it is related to the dignity of men and should not be asked at will.

Ji Wenliang is well aware of the truth.

Since we can't talk, we can only take some practical actions.

This evening, it seemed no different from usual.

Ji Wenliang and Feng Rui still slept on the same bed, covered with a quilt.

Moonlight poured softly into the room through the cracks in the curtains.

This atmosphere is really suitable for sleeping peacefully.

But Ji Wenliang couldn't sleep, he had something on his mind.

After pondering for a long time, I finally made up my mind.

Feng Rui was about to fall asleep, and he vaguely felt that Ji Wenliang turned over and faced him.

Then move closer to him.

Feng Rui thought that Ji Wenliang wanted him to hug him again, so he stretched out his arms to wrap him in his arms.

He stabilized his mind and closed his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Ji Wenliang's hand suddenly pressed against Feng Rui's chest, and then fell down again.

Feng Rui took a heavy breath, grabbed his wrist suddenly, and said in a hoarse voice: "What are you moving?"

It took a lot of courage for Ji Wenliang to do this. Hearing this, he was both embarrassed and ashamed.

He turned over abruptly, buried his head in the quilt, and moved away from Feng Rui.

Sorry to disturb your sleep!

The house was silent.

After a long time, Feng Rui gently pulled down the quilt.

There were a lot of kisses.

Forehead, eyes, cheeks, chin...and finally the lips.

His movements were light and slow, as if he was treating a treasure.

But it is also very grueling.

It was like a guillotine hanging above his head, which made his heart pound wildly.

Finally, Ji Wenliang couldn't take it anymore, and urged: "Can you hurry up?"

Feng Rui was unbuttoning Ji Wenliang's pajamas when he heard this.

Really obeyed a lot faster.

Both of them only understand theory and lack practical experience.

So this is destined to be an experience full of ups and downs.

Although he had made sufficient preparations, Ji Wenliang still felt a little pain and couldn't help but yelled a few times.

This cry was a disaster, Feng Rui got up and got out of bed suddenly.

Ji Wenliang didn't know why he was going crazy, he quickly hugged his waist from behind, and asked in confusion, "Where are you going?"

Feng Rui endured so much that his whole body was sweating, "I won't do it!"

How can there be such a person!

Ji Wenliang was dumbfounded, "Why?"

"You keep crying out for pain."

It turned out that the reason for not touching him these days was actually because of this.

Ji Wenliang simply didn't know what to say, what he did now is shameful enough, why should he talk about it seriously!

With all his strength, he dragged Feng Rui onto the bed, rolled over and sat on it.

When Ji Wenliang woke up, the sky was still gray.

He stretched out his arms and looked around, but there was no one around.

Shocked, he opened his eyes and looked at his watch, it was only three o'clock.

Where did Feng Rui go?

He sat up and started looking for his pajamas.

But I turned left and right, but I didn't see it, so I just pulled up the sheet and wrapped it around my body.

Stepping on her slippers, she pushed open the bedroom door.

There seemed to be some noise on the third floor.

Listening carefully, it turned out to be the sound of a piano.

He dragged the sheets and slowly walked up the spiral staircase.

The sound of the piano became clearer and clearer.

It is as soft as the night, gentle and melodious, and it seems to be soaked in mountain spring water, flowing straight into my heart.

When Ji Wenliang came back to his senses, he was already standing near the door of the piano room.

Feng Rui pressed the last note, and the music stopped abruptly.

He waved to Ji Wenliang, looked at him with a half-smile, "Come here."

Ji Wenhao seemed to be bewitched, and approached Feng Rui blankly.

Feng Rui picked him up and let him sit on his lap.

Ji Wenliang moved a little nervously.

"Don't move." Feng Rui kissed him on the face.

Ji Wenliang obediently didn't move.

Being watched by Feng Rui's warm gaze, he was a little embarrassed, but didn't know what to say.

"Well... you play very well."

Feng Rui laughed out loud.

He lowered his head, leaned into Ji Wenliang's ear and said, "I'll teach you."

There was a wet and warm feeling in his ears, and Ji Wenliang blushed.

Feng Rui picked him up and turned around so that he faced the piano, then put his hands on his hands and put them on the keys.

Lightly touch the black and white keys with your fingertips, and the sound of music flows out.

This is a very simple piece of music. Although the rhythm is not good enough, Ji Wenliang can still hear the tune.

He turned around and wondered, "Isn't this the music bell when school is over?"

"This is my favorite song," Feng Rui kissed his hair, "I'm also looking forward to it in the morning, and I'm also looking forward to it in the afternoon."

"When it rings, I know it."

"I can see you again."

"Feng Rui..." Ji Wenliang met his gaze, his water-soaked eyes were like glass.

"Hush." ​​Feng Rui stopped him, lowered his head and kissed his lips.

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, Feng Rui can learn everything quickly, this time finally it's not so rough.

The author has something to say:

This world is over. I suggest that you watch the third and fourth worlds first, because the second world is very long and a bit slow, and jumping to watch it has little effect on the plot.

The new article "What is it like to fall in love with a straight man" is in advance~~~~