MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 105 elevator

Xia Wenhan stood still for two seconds, the expression on his face changed, very complicated.

Finally, he stared at Yan Ci coldly.

Xia Zhinian couldn't see his neck, but he guessed it when he saw it, and pulled off his clothes with red ears.

"When did you wake up every year?"

Xia asked Yan Ci in a cold voice.

Yan Ci responded, "Yesterday."

"yesterday?!"

Xia Wenhan's eyes became even colder, "Niannian just woke up, and you just... tormented him like this!"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

what.

Xia Zhinian's ears were burning, and he always felt that this topic was a bit embarrassing, so he turned his head and looked away.

Yan Ci paused for a while, looked at the white and tender rice cake dumplings on the sofa, "I restrained myself, there are a lot of them."

Xia Zhinian: "??!"

For almost a day and a night, you **** meow, is this called restraint? !

What about when you are not restrained? !

The boy's almond eyes were round, and he looked over in shock and horror.

Yan Ci smiled lightly and patted his head.

Xia Wenhan already knew that his younger brother was in love, so he took a few breaths and tried to calm down a bit...Damn, I can't calm down.

With a tense expression, he reached out to pick up his younger brother and walked out.

"…elder brother?"

Xia Zhinian was shocked.

He was still wrapped in a blanket, his movements were inconvenient, and he had no strength, so he was easily carried away.

Yan Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, pursed his lips, a little worried, and directly raised his heels.

When they arrived at Xia's house, Jiang Yuan and Xia Hongyu were already waiting, holding on to their youngest son with tears in their eyes.

Xia Zhinian couldn't express any feelings in his heart, he was a little confused, so comfort them.

While he was in a coma, people on both sides kept giving him massages, which saved him from rehabilitation, but the specific physical condition still needs to be recovered slowly.

Xia Zhinian woke up, and it was supposed to go back to Xia's house.

But going back to Xia's house, it was inconvenient to see her boyfriend, and going to Yan Ci's place, Xia's family was very disappointed.

In the end it was a week on the side.

The boy couldn't be bored in the house all the time at this time. Although Yan Ci didn't want to, and wanted to stay at home with the rice cake dumplings and not go anywhere, he still took him out for a walk.

The rice cake dumpling was in a coma, and Yan Ci was forced to hand him over. He desperately wanted to gather his strength. He didn't finish his third year of high school, so he directly contacted University A with the recommendation that he had already received, and entered the university at an unusual time.

In less than two years, he graduated from University A again.

The Yan and Wei families collapsed, and Yanci grew stronger at a speed that no one could have imagined.

No one dared to underestimate such a young man in his early twenties.

The day Xia Zhinian just woke up, he was quite curious when he saw Yan Ci's suit and leather shoes, so Yan Ci took him directly to the company.

After getting out of the car, Xia Zhinian raised his eyes, looked at the tall buildings in front of him, and then looked at the black sesame glutinous rice **** in a neat suit next to him, Xiaoxiao lowered his eyes, and his voice was soft.

"Yan Ci, that's amazing."

Yan Ci stared intently at the young man, and held his wrist with unclear meaning, "Follow me, don't leave my sight."

He wanted to carry people away directly, but rice cake dumplings need to be exercised, so they can't always be carried.

The ground outside was wide, the young man was standing, Yan Ci pursed his lips, his eyes were filled with darkness, he clenched his wrist a little bit, and led him into the building.

Xia Zhinian knew that he was provoked by a car accident, so he was worried, tilted his head, and scratched his wrist.

Yan Ci frowned, his voice was low, he held tight, and sneered.

"Baby, what do you want to do?"

The young man sighed softly in his heart, smiled with almond eyes, pulled out his wrist, and put his palm in again.

"Don't pull your wrist, hold your hand."

Yan Ci: "..."

Yan Ci twitched his eyes slightly, clenched them tightly, and curled the corners of his lips slightly, "It's not that you can do whatever I ask you to do."

"…what?"

Xia Zhinian was stunned for a moment, recalled what he said before, and smiled, "Then why can't I hold you?"

"Tell me later."

Xia Zhinian: "...

"

OK.

He looked over and felt that the current black sesame glutinous rice **** looked like a bad-tempered dragon guarding the nest baby.

The gentler the smile, the harder it is to toss people.

Xia Zhinian was dragged towards the building by him, and he looked at the tall and long-legged Qingjun boy nearby, he didn't mind letting him feel at ease, he indulged in control of the black sesame glutinous rice balls, his eyebrows and eyes slightly curved.

"Then do I have to tell you before I do anything?"

Yan Ci smiled softly, looked at him politely, "Yes."

Xia Zhinian nodded obediently and smiled.

"What about talking?"

"You can speak directly." Yan Ci responded calmly.

The moment you enter the gate, you will be able to see the staff in the hall in two steps.

The long legs outlined by Yan Ci's suit pants are particularly eye-catching. Xia Zhinian wanted to coax people, held back his laughter, and suddenly moved closer, leaning into his ear, and whispered quickly -

"My brother has long legs and a handsome suit."

Yan Ci stepped into the hall, and after Xia Zhinian finished speaking, he slipped back, and the people inside stopped and looked towards the door.

"Boss Yan."

"Morning, Mr. Yan."

Saying hello one after another, Yan Ci ignored him and turned his head to look over.

The white and tender boy was half a step away from him, standing obediently, with an expression of indifference and nothing to do with me.

Catching his gaze, he smiled cutely.

"..."

Tsk.

Yan Ci laughed twice, the meaning in his eyes was unclear.

The people in the hall were shocked when they saw the gentle but ruthless immediate boss leading a soft and delicate young man, but they didn't dare to reveal it, they only looked at him secretly.

Entering the special elevator, as soon as the door was closed, the nearby employees saw through the gap the moment before it closed, the immediate boss clasped the boy's waist, lifted it loosely, and blocked him directly into the corner.

staff:"!!"

Ahhh big melon!

The shocking big melon appeared!

Yan Ci smiled warmly, and his dark eyes stared straight at the young man in front of him.

"Hey baby, come on, say it again."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian was held tightly, and felt a little pain in his waist for no reason, his eyelashes trembled, and he regretted provoking him.

But automatically after he woke up, Yan Ci was still very crazy. With the idea of ​​deceiving others, he did two minutes of mental training, cleared his throat, and lowered his voice.

"My brother has long legs and a handsome suit."

Yan Ci looked down at him, his eyes were dim, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, "You're so good."

"Why... want me to be happy?"

Xia Zhinian nodded slowly, "Yes."

Yan Ci had a smile on his face, he was gentle and gentle, and his eyes fell on him, "My boy, it's been five years, a few words are useless."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian's heart thumped twice, swallowed hard, blinked, "I, I know."

"…Know?"

Yan Ci tilted his head, "And then, what do you want to do?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

He hesitated for a while, "It's useless to say a few words, so I... take your time?"

"..."

Yan paused for a moment.

For a moment, suddenly chuckled, with a low voice.

The lips were pressed by the fingertips, and the slightly cool fingertips were rubbed, bringing a touch of warmth. Xia Zhinian's heart missed half a beat, and he heard a boy nearby making a slow sound.

"Good boy."

"I told you, I don't believe you."

Yan Ci laughed and slid his fingertips, "I want to see your actions."

"Kiss me," he said.

"Ding-"

When the elevator reaches the top floor, the elevator door opens automatically.

Xia Zhinian's ears felt hot, and he pursed his lower lip, "The elevator is here, let's go out first."

"A dedicated floor, no one outside."

The boy's tone was casual, "I'm here to kiss you."

Xia Zhinian: "...

"

The elevator door was open, and the wind blew in. The young man's delicate earlobe was full of color, his heart was beating wildly, he gritted his teeth, leaned forward on tiptoes, and pressed his lips against it.

The scalding temperature spread.

The elevator doors opened and then closed automatically.

In the closed and narrow iron box, all the subtle movements were magnified, and Xia Zhinian couldn't stand on tiptoe, and was pressed against the corner of the elevator by his waist.

His jaw was broken, he was panting messily, and he heard an ambiguous sound in the air, mixed with the beating heart, which made his cheeks hot.

…Loss of morals, ah, of morals.

He thought wildly.

Yan Ci kissed the boy, and carried him out with one arm around his waist.

As soon as he approached the office, he heard the ringing of a landline phone from inside.

Yan Ci was obsessed with cleanliness, and the secretary couldn't stay on the same floor with him. He was on the downstairs floor right now, and cautiously made a phone call.

Although their overly young boss is not a workaholic, does not work overtime, and often leaves early, he has never been late, and has never missed an early meeting.

...now this is?

He thought of the pretty boy he saw in the hall, and hissed softly.

When Qin Xu came up after finishing his work, the little secretary saw him and hurried forward, "Secretary-General, Mr. Yan didn't come down from the morning meeting, and he didn't answer the phone."

Qin Xu guessed it was because of Young Master Xia who had just woken up from a coma, so he said calmly, "Wait."

Xia Zhinian didn't disturb Yan Ci's work, and walked around the office by himself.

Yan Ci answered the phone, changed the meeting to online, and postponed it for another thirty minutes.

staff:"…"

…Everyone is in the office building, in the same building, having online meetings.

OK, the boss has the final say.

The top and first floors are only used by Yan Ci himself. The place is very large, with a lounge, a tea room, everything you need, and even a small gym.

Yan Ci approached and stuffed rice cake dumplings into the gym.

Xia Zhinian opened her eyes wide.

"what?"

Yan Ci adjusted the treadmill to a walking frequency, and put the person on it directly, "You walk here for 30 minutes."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian didn't really want to leave, he was flustered with exhaustion, but seeing that the time for Yanci's meeting was approaching, he nodded, "Okay, you can go first."

Yan Ci nodded, turned around and brought a notebook, closed the door, and sat down on a chair near the treadmill.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

The meeting started over there, and the boy didn't bother him any more, and walked slowly on the treadmill.

Yan Ci opened it for 30 minutes, but he had just woken up for more than a week. On the day he just woke up, Yan Ci tossed him for a long time, and he was delayed for three or four days.

After that, I said I was exercising slowly, but in fact I didn't do much, at most I went out for a walk after dinner.

After walking for thirty minutes, Xia Zhinian felt uncomfortable in her legs, so she sat down and rested for a while.

There are two dumbbells on the side, he picked them up to play...

very heavy!

His palms were sweaty, and a slippery, solid dumbbell fell to the ground with a clang.

"!!"

The boy opened his eyes wide, quickly picked it up, put it aside, and looked to the side.

Yan Ci only wore half of the earphones, and looked down. The boy was sitting on the base of the treadmill with his legs curled up in a small ball, with a pair of round tricks on his white and tender face.

... very attractive.

"Did you hit your foot?"

He looked down and looked over.

At the other end of the meeting: "??"

Xia Zhinian: "!"

"No..." Xia Zhinian said a word, stopped his voice hastily, waved his hands, and motioned for him to continue without worrying about this side.

The corners of Yan Ci's lips curved, and he looked at the screen again.

Some of the subordinates at the other end sat in the same office, each with their computers turned on, and looked at each other.

Boss, today, the background of the video conference is obviously not the office, not only that, during the meeting, the boy was actually staying by the side.

Tsk, it's hard to say, it's indescribable.

Xia Zhinian doesn't know other people's inner thoughts, in fact he doesn't know much about it.

Concerned, he took the dumbbell and shook it twice, pretending to exercise his arms.

Seeing that he was bored, Yan Ci simply took off his earphones and played them directly.

During the meeting, a subordinate reported the situation.

"Xu Sheng's new project wants to cooperate with the Xia family. Although there is no direct conflict with us, part of the content of the Chengdong chain overlaps, which will have a short-term impact on earnings."

He continued: "The attitude of the Xia family is still unclear, but I heard that the young master of the Xia family who has been missing for more than ten years and has been in a coma for several years has woken up. It is rumored that the Xia family is looking for a recuperation expert. Half paralyzed."

"Xusheng is going to play the emotional card, marry young master Xia, and marry the daughter of the family, so as to get help from the Xia family."

Xia Young Master Zhinian: "??"

What?

Who is paralyzed? Who wants to marry? !

Young Master Xia was dumbfounded.

Yan Ci: "..."

Yan Ci pulled out an extremely gentle, extremely cool smile.