President Ba's little white flower has fallen off his horse

Chapter 41 041

"Huh? What time is it?" Meng Xichen raised a hand to cover his eyes, and subconsciously hummed twice.

His hands are well-articulated, and his fingers are long and slender, but they have a sense of strength and beauty.Such hands are undoubtedly beautiful. At this moment, the obvious tooth marks on the fingers add a different kind of eroticism to the pair of jade hands.

A ray of sunlight from the gap in the curtain hit his face impartially, just like the chasing light controlled by a million lighting masters on the stage.

Because the sunshine disturbed the good dream, he covered his face and moved his body slowly to avoid the sunlight.

After hiding from the sun, he fell into a deep sleep again, and the picture returned to calm.

Suddenly, this still painting started to move, and Meng Xichen sat up startled in his dying dream, his face full of disbelief.Because he sat up suddenly, his sore waist began to protest, and he gasped slightly from the pain, making a long sound.

"Hiss...fuck, did I..."

He frowned to endure the discomfort behind him, and murmured: "It's hasty, it's time to restrain myself."

After speaking like this, he realized that his voice was hoarse, which was obviously a sequelae of shouting too much.

At the same time, he also found that the other person who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed was missing.

This person...Meng Xichen would like to call it "The Lost Lover".

The "disappeared lover" He Yi'an disappeared at some point, and there was no warmth left on the other side of the bed.

Meng Xichen had quite a headache. He originally wanted to have fun with the ending, but he didn't expect to have sex after drinking.

The room was in a mess, the residual musky scent and scattered clothes hinted at the madness last night, Meng Xichen covered his face and thought: I was too unrestrained last night and scared He Yian away, right?

Looking at the messy room, some discordant sounds and indescribable images began to erode his brain.The images of "moving it out and making it into a small island movie" flashed in his mind, making him rather reluctant to face the room in front of him.

After all, he was young and vigorous, and it was his first taste of the forbidden fruit, and any little related things could bring back his memories that would be locked if he wrote them out.

He blushed.

"You're awake." Meng Xichen was blushing as he thought about it, when a mature male voice came over.

Meng Xichen followed the sound and looked, first the slender legs, and then the muscular body wrapped in a straight suit.

Of course, the word strong is not very appropriate. He Yi'an is a typical example of taking off his clothes and dressing up to look thin. If he hadn't been tortured badly last night, Meng Xichen still thinks that He Yi'an is a gentleman with a gentle figure and a thin body.

With Meng Xichen's back aching, he blushed and complained: "It's so early in the morning, where did you go?"

After finishing speaking, he touched his phone to check the time, then looked at He Yi'an's well-dressed clothes, and asked puzzledly, "What clothes are you changing so early?"

He Yi'an put the things in his hand on the bedside table, then leaned close to Meng Xichen, as if intending to tease him, "What? I'll be gone for a while, and you miss me?"

He twitched the left corner of his mouth, with a half-smile, as if he was joking, but his eyes were deep.

"Is this... the evil smile in the legend?" Meng Xichen looked at He Yi'an like a fool, "Thanks to your good face, otherwise you would be shocked early in the morning."

With such an evil smile, He Yi'an said to Meng Xichen, "Heh, my energy is so good, it seems that I should work harder last night."

"It's good enough, it's good enough, my back still hurts," Meng Xichen replied.

He was obsessed with sex, and he didn't notice that He Yi'an's smile was a little strange.

At such a time, he still teased He Yi'an with a smile, "Mr. He, are you ready to go to work? It's such a special day, why don't you give yourself a vacation?"

"No, Mr. He, this is a work-related injury!"

"Isn't there really such a boss who squeezed the employees and didn't ask for leave?"

He Yi'an actually couldn't help being funny, and Meng Xichen waited to see "Boss is shy" after he finished speaking.

In the end... He Yi'an's ears were blushing, but he was still acting like a president.

"Heh, little goblin, weren't you satisfied last night?" He Yi'an blushed and snorted coldly.

Blushing and sneering, this is too funny!

I can't stand teasing myself, but I still want to tease others.

Meng Xichen thought he was trying to save face, and was about to flirt with another two dollars, when He Yi'an said, "I like me so much, you dare to flirt with me early in the morning. You... are you in love with me?"

"So clingy, can't you leave me?"

Meng Xichen frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about, I was originally..."

In the middle of speaking, Meng Xichen paused.

He stared at He Yi'an with wide eyes, and asked with a complicated expression: "When, where, and how did we meet?"

He Yi'an was taken aback, as if he didn't understand what Meng Xichen was talking about.

He asked, "Last night was the first time you saw me. Isn't it?"

Of course not!

All previous efforts were in vain!

Meng Xichen: Dangerous!

Meng Xichen finally realized——He Yi'an suffered from the illness he cured again!

No wonder Xie Mei kept laughing early in the morning.

He couldn't figure it out and didn't know what was going on, but at this time, he could only follow He Yi'an and say, "Yes, yes, yes, it's the first time we met, I forgot."

He said a few words in succession, his throat was already dry and hoarse, and He Yi'an handed him the warm water he just brought in, "You don't have to be so excited."

"Things have happened, you might as well accept it. Believe me, you can get more from me than you can imagine."

Yeah, it happened, it's better to accept it.

The stupid old Gong can't be thrown away, what else can I do if I don't accept it?I can only make do with it.

Meng Xichen absent-mindedly drank water to moisten his throat, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: If he really suffered from some major mental stimulation and relapsed, I would admit it.

Sleep with me, stupid people.

What does he mean by meow!

He raised his head to look at He Yi'an, and found that his big fool was standing upright and felt oppressive, so he hinted at him with his eyes.

Meng Xichen thought: What are you doing standing up, find a place to sit!

He Yi'an thought to himself: You have already hinted at me, so let me show my cards directly!

He took a few steps back, deliberately increasing the sense of distance, "You can see the things in the file bag for yourself."

Meng Xichen had already accepted the fact that He Yi'an was ill, looked at the file bag and thought: What kind of surprise will today's baby bring me?

Thinking of this, he took another sip of water.

He didn't take the file bag seriously, and absently opened the file with the unswallowed water in his mouth.

The moment he saw the file name, he suddenly choked and coughed violently.A little water flowed into the lungs along the trachea, and he couldn't cough it out, which made his eyes turn red.

Sure enough, those who let their guard down will pay the price!

Meng Xichen couldn't care less about coughing anymore, he asked in disbelief, "Nurture agreement?"

"He Yi'an, do you want to keep me?"

He Yi'an didn't answer right away, but turned around and sat on the low-key and luxurious dark blue sofa chair.

He was wearing a dark gray suit, sitting upright, with his back straight, and because he had a good face, he was like a painting when he sat down.

"Last night, I was very satisfied." As he spoke, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, showing the standard smile of a domineering president, "Although it was a one-night stand, I don't mind maintaining an intimate relationship."

He was satisfied, but Meng Xichen was not.

"I'm talking about feelings with you, so why don't you prostitute me?" Meng Xichen cursed viciously in his heart, but in the end, he still didn't say these words.

After all, how can you care about like a big fool?

Caring for the mentally handicapped is everyone's responsibility.

He tried to explain: "It's not a one-night stand between us, actually..."

He Yi'an smiled meaningfully again, and interrupted him directly, "You don't have to be embarrassed about what has happened. Although it's your first contact with me, I promise..."

"You're going to love me."

After all, He Yi'an squinted his eyes in a good mood, and leaned back slightly on the sofa.This relaxed posture made him look extremely lazy, and there was an indescribable attractiveness about him.

It has to be said that Meng Xichen was tempted.

But he was upset, and felt that He Yi'an's smile was an eyesore.

Meng Xichen made a serious suggestion: "I can accept Xie Mei's smile, but can you stop Xie Mei from smiling all the time? I don't mean to dislike you, please don't get me wrong."

"I'm just a little worried... If you keep smiling and your face twitches, won't you have to live with a crooked face in the future."

He Yi'an wanted to smile evilly again when he heard the words, and then told Meng Xichen that this was absolutely impossible, but as soon as the corners of his mouth curled up a little, he forcibly held back.

If he really suffers from cramp, then his fame will be completely ruined!

That's all!Just listen to him once!

Boss Ba suppressed the corners of his mouth coldly.

Meng Xichen was almost done drinking, so he picked up the porridge that He Yi'an had brought in while organizing his words—he didn't want to sign a support agreement.

Meng Xichen scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and couldn't help looking at He Yi'an again.His eating habits are rather strange. He likes the taste of preserved egg porridge with lean meat, but he finds the taste of preserved eggs very strange.So when he drank the porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat, he always picked out the preserved eggs after the ingredients were complete and cooked.

He Yi'an is like this, he is obviously sick, and will forget many things from time to time, but even if he forgets that he and Meng Xichen know each other, he still remembers all Meng Xichen's likes and dislikes.

He has arranged for himself a persona of being cruel and domineering, but he still does not forget to do considerate and heart-warming things.

How could Meng Xichen give up He Yi'an like this.

Meng Xichen looked at He Yi'an, and bit his lip in distress.

The next moment, he finished his analysis and turned into a law-abiding good citizen.

Meng Xichen said flickeringly: "Mr. He, the nurturing agreement is an illegal contract, and it has no legal effect and is not protected by the law. That is to say, when you eat up and slap your ass and leave, I have no way to protect my own interests at all. "

"A contract without legal effect is like a piece of waste paper. It makes no difference whether you sign it or not!"

"Why are you obsessed with such a piece of waste paper?"

Justified and convincing.

He Yi'an thought about it, and felt that this was quite reasonable!

But the boss is the boss after all, and the boss is only responsible for Tianliang Wang's breaking and unreasonable, legal benefits and other things, which don't need to be considered by the boss at all.

So President Ba said coldly: "Sign!"

Meng Xichen wasn't discouraged when his plan failed.

He rolled his eyes and said as if remembering something, "It's not impossible to sign, but we have already signed."

"Did you forget?" Meng Xichen looked at He Yi'an with wide eyes, "I work in your company, so I signed a labor contract. I've already sold myself to you!"

"A serious contract with legal effect, isn't it better than the thing you asked me to sign?"

Logically speaking, there is nothing wrong with this statement.

But how can the nurturing agreement and the labor contract be the same?

He Yi'an felt something was wrong, but he really couldn't find anything wrong for a while.

Just when he was about to refute, he noticed Meng Xichen's big watery eyes again.

Meng Xichen was born with a very well-behaved appearance, the kind that is very harmless and very reassuring.Like a delicate white flower.

If you look at him, you will feel that he is very honest, you will feel that he has been a good student since he was a child, obediently listens to the teacher, and will not rebel or lie.

His eyes are especially spiritual.

These eyes make his facial features softer and make him look more bully. Because of this, he even went to learn Sanda on purpose.

At this moment, He Yi'an looked into his eyes as if he was fascinated by a ghost, and without even thinking about it, he felt that Meng Xichen was right!

How could such a well-behaved little white flower fool people?

"That's right!" He Yi'an sighed in his heart, "Although you don't need to mind the legal effect as a tyrant, it's better than nothing."

So, He Yi'an, who was fooled, smiled in satisfaction, and quickly pressed the corner of his mouth coldly, "That's right, I'll ask the secretary to hand over your labor contract to me later."

Treating the labor contract as a maintenance agreement, Meng Xichen couldn't help laughing when he said such a simple behavior was serious.

Seeing this smile, He Yi'an not only didn't realize that he was being fooled at all, but felt that it was worth doing anything for this smile.

He was immersed in the pleasure of "the princes in the Fenghuo opera only smiled for the love of his concubine", but Meng Xichen's cell phone suddenly vibrated with a "woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" does it do it.

Meng Xichen took a look at the phone and was about to connect it.

But seeing He Yi'an's nervous expression from the corner of the eye, he thought about it and hung up the phone.

Dr. Li said that when He Yian was sick, don't let him know that he was sick.

Meng Xichen was afraid that the content of the phone call would irritate He Yi'an.

As everyone knows, the action of him hanging up the phone made He Yi'an quite uneasy.

In almost all novel scripts, the protagonist will have a rival in love.

He Yi'an suspected that this call was from his rival in love!

The author has something to say:

Dr. Li, who was inexplicably labeled as a rival in love: "Didn't you agree to come for a review this morning? Where's the person?"

An Zai: I have special non-healing skills.