Get out of the way, the vest boss saves that sick girl

Chapter 143

"Mr. Feng, it's time to take your medicine."

Feng Yao was criticizing the loopholes in the investment plan when he suddenly paused when he heard Ai Xiaoqi's voice.

She turned her head slightly, raised her eyebrows, obediently took the antipyretic medicine and water, and put the pills in her mouth.

Liao Mang felt relieved.

When Feng Yao was in a meeting, no one dared to disturb him, let alone take any medicine.

"Today's meeting ends here. Everyone, take a break. Keep your phones on 24 hours a day and prepare for tonight's video conference."

No one knew why the meeting was suddenly terminated. According to the budget, the meeting was supposed to last until 4 pm, but it started four hours earlier.

As the attendees left the venue, Ai Xiaoqi saw a familiar figure, Liu Zhanquan.

Ai Xiaoqi and Liu Zhanquan tacitly agreed not to say hello, as this was not appropriate for the occasion.

Everyone exits

Feng Yao stood up with difficulty, and Ai Xiaoqi hurried to help him.

"You're supposed to go to class today, why are you here?"

Ai Xiaoqi hugged Feng Yao's waist, and Feng Yao's arm was placed on Ai Xiaoqi's shoulder.

The injured Feng Yao had been sitting for so long that his whole body was numb.

Ai Xiaoqi felt a little distressed, and smiled playfully: "I miss you, is that okay?"

Feng Yao's lips curled slightly, and a joyful laugh came from his chest.

Feng Yao was really tired and sat down on the sofa in the president's office.

Pull down the tie.

Ai Xiaoqi took off her coat, took out a wet towel and wiped Feng Yao's face.

"Why are you trying so hard?"

Feng Yao held Ai Xiaoqi's slender waist with his left hand. "Make money to support the family."

"I can support you, too."

Feng Yao joked: "Support me?"

"Can't you?"

"Yes, sure. Take out the things in your pockets."

"What?" Ai Xiaoqi asked, and following Feng Yao's gaze, she reached into Feng Yao's shirt pocket without hesitation.

A dark card.

Feng Yao held Ai Xiaoqi in his arms and sat her on his lap. She was warm and soft, with a faint scent of jasmine lingering around his nose. His mood immediately improved, and his fatigue was dispelled without a trace.

"I'll buy you some books and use the rest to support me."

After a series of passionate kisses, Feng Yao felt more relaxed than ever before.

"Yaoyao, let me take a look at your injuries."

"I'll watch it when I get home."

"I bought pumpkin porridge. Do you want to eat it now?"

"Well, Xiaoqi, feed me."

Enjoying the feeding from his sweetheart, Feng Yao reached his finger into Ai Xiaoqi's pocket, took out the ring, and put it back on Ai Xiaoqi's hand.

"I love you my wife."

"good."

The speed increased dramatically, and Feng Yao took Ai Xiaoqi back to his villa.

Feng Yao's wound was abnormally red and swollen.

Ai Xiaoqi's eyes were filled with guilt: "I'm sorry..."

Feng Yao pulled the self-blaming Ai Xiaoqi into his arms: "I feel so sorry."

Ai Xiaoqi snuggled into his arms and nodded.

Feng Yao bit Ai Xiaoqi's earlobe and whispered ambiguously: "Compensate me, please."

"What do you want?" Ai Xiaoqi's pretty face blushed. She knew how much Feng Yao wanted her.

Feng Yao rubbed Ai Xiaoqi's hair lazily.

"Xiao Qi, I haven't taken a bath for a long time, can you help me?"

Ai Xiaoqi pouted her lips and looked up at Feng Yao.

I felt sore all over after being kissed by Feng Yao.

bathroom

Ai Xiaoqi didn't dare to look at Feng Yao and pretended to be calm to test the water temperature.

"Um, inside...don't take it off."

Feng Yao in the bathtub pulled Ai Xiaoqi's fingers: "Wife, do you want to join us?"

Ai Xiaoqi's face was as red as a peach: "Don't mess around."

Feng Yao chuckled triumphantly.

The water only filled half of the bathtub. Ai Xiaoqi helped Feng Yao wash his hair and wipe his body, avoiding the shocking wounds and his boxer shorts that blended with the water.

Feng Yao only knew how to make trouble. He pulled Ai Xiaoqi's hand and touched his elastic chest and abdomen.

"like or not."

Ai Xiaoqi was angry: "Be honest."

He put his wet arms around Ai Xiaoqi's waist: "Xiaoqi, hug me."

"Let go. How can I wash like this?"

Feng Yao had evil thoughts in mind and begged shyly: "Xiao Qi, it's itchy, can you help me scratch it?"

Ai Xiaoqi was angry and embarrassed. She threw down the towel and ran out of the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Feng Yao got out of the bath awkwardly and called out to Ai Xiaoqi.

"Honey, would you like me to put on my bathrobe?"

Ai Xiaoqi on the sofa said angrily: "No."

"Oh."

Feng Yao was barefoot and wearing boxer shorts, moving crookedly and disobediently.

The man was almost naked, and it was the first time that Ai Xiaoqi saw Feng Yao's full appearance.

Ai Xiaoqi pretended to get a hair dryer: "Go lie down on the bed, I'll give you acupuncture and blow dry your hair."

"Ah."

Feng Yao nodded coquettishly, walked into the bedroom, and lay on the big bed in full view under the small cover of his boxer briefs.

Ai Xiaoqi walked to Feng Yao and pulled up the thin quilt to hide Feng Yao.

"I'm going to have my left hand pierced today."

"Yes, left hand." Ai Xiaoqi's needle tip pierced into Feng Yao's left hand.

"It will take two hours, and you are not allowed to move."

"Well, honey, your clothes are wet. Go change. There are pajamas for you in the closet."

Ai Xiaoqi looked at the white T-shirt that was wet by Feng Yao, and turned around to change clothes. The pajamas were prepared by Feng Yao, cute strawberry pajamas.

Ai Xiaoqi helped Feng Yao blow dry his hair and bandage his wounds. Feng Yao just raised his head, revealing his peerless beauty, and looked at Ai Xiaoqi pitifully and aggrievedly like a punching bag.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Feng Yao pouted and said coquettishly, "Wife, I want to pee."

Ai Xiaoqi's eyes widened.

"What did you do just now? You wanted to..."

Feng Yao's eyes were full of weakness.

Ai Xiaoqi gave in. His injuries were all his own fault. "I'll take you there."

Ai Xiaoqi picked up the medicine bottle, gently lifted Feng Yao up, and pressed against his hot skin.

"Come here, be careful, don't touch your hands or the needle."

Feng Yao, who was tall and slender, with only a fringed shirt hanging from his waist, crawled out of the thin blanket and followed Ai Xiaoqi obediently.

Ai Xiaoqi didn't dare to look at Feng Yao. She cleaned the toilet with one hand and turned away.

"Okay, hurry up."

But there was no news from Feng Yao.

"What's wrong? Hurry up! Carrying the medicine bottles is tiring."

Feng Yao behind him muttered softly: "My two hands can't move, can you help me..."

Ai Xiaoqi closed her eyes. She knew she had fallen into Feng Yao's trap, so she didn't pay attention. Why was Feng Yao so pretentious today that he insisted on stabbing her left hand? Originally, her right hand couldn't move, and this time, her left hand couldn't move either.

After a while, Ai Xiaoqi stretched out a hand and tentatively pulled down his boxer briefs, first the left side, then the right side, and finally the front.

"All right."

Ai Xiaoqi's whole body was burning. She covered her ears with one hand. She couldn't face that voice.

Feng Yao's voice was even lower and more shy.

"Wife, I'm not sure, can you help me..."

Ai Xiaoqi gritted her teeth: "No, are you kidding me?"

Feng Yao stopped talking, and finally there was movement. Ai Xiaoqi was holding the medicine bottle in one hand and covering one ear, simply deceiving herself.

"Okay, honey, help me pull it up."

Ai Xiaoqi stretched out his hand angrily, pulled the left side, then the right side, and finally the front.

Taking Feng Yao back to the room, Ai Xiaoqi, who was as dumb as a shrimp, glanced at the toilet inadvertently. Sure enough, it would be impossible to align it without support.

"Xiao Qi, I want to sleep for a while."

"Ah."

"It's too bright. I can't sleep."

Ai Xiaoqi picked up the remote control and slowly closed the curtains. "Go to sleep!"

Feng Yao begged, "Hug me."

Ai Xiaoqi had already been aroused by her, and she obediently lay beside Feng Yao and held Feng Yao in her arms.