Roll in the arms of the iceberg boss

Chapter 094: Marriage Certificate?

I don't understand how the topic turned to this.

But when it came to playing, Cheng Jin instantly became interested.

Before he died... well, before he was reborn, he would go out to play two or three times a year, but due to the limited funds, he could only live in the country.

If you are with the boss, you should go abroad...

But what about the cost?Even if the two of them are in a relationship now, he can't just take advantage of it.

After all, he's a straight leg pendant.

"Or do you want to go to both? It doesn't matter if you want to, I will let Bai Lian spare time."

Seeing Cheng Jin's wrinkled face and distressed look, Bo Shuohan thought he was wondering where to go to play.

Cheng Jin quickly waved his hand, "No, no, no, just one place is fine, one place is fine."

As a poor third generation, he doesn't have the capital to wander around.

He stayed in the hospital for another three days, and on the fourth day, the doctor informed Cheng Jin that he could leave the hospital and go back to recuperate.

Cheng Jin was overjoyed to hear the news.

Because of weak intestines and stomach, he either drank porridge or plain water noodles for the past few days, and felt like he was going crazy.

However, Bo Shuohan still guarded him all the time, killing his great dream of stealing food in the cradle.

He was dreaming of having a chicken in his right hand and a duck in his right hand, and the man's hoarse cello-like voice came from above.

"Your saliva is coming out."

Cheng Jin touched his mouth subconsciously, but found nothing. Realizing that Bo Shuohan was playing tricks on him, he was so angry that he wanted to pinch him, and muttered, "I haven't eaten meat for so many days, my mouth is going to fade out." It's fine if you don't sympathize with me, but you still laugh at me. Do you want to go too far?"

Bo Shuohan was fastening his cuff buttons. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and looked at the puffy little fox with a half-smile.

"I just ate it a few days ago. Forgot?"

Cheng Jin's face was blank, "When did you eat it? Why can't I remember?"

Bo Shuohan pursed his lips, and his black eyes seemed to flicker across his chest, "Do you need me to demonstrate it again?"

Cheng Jin finally came to his senses, his little face was blushing instantly, and his whole body was smoking.

He rolled his eyes at Bo Shuohan, and finally decided not to compete with the old driver.

After all, he is a novice, and it is impossible to compare with the old driver.

The car is already waiting downstairs.

Bo Shuohan asked his assistant to borrow a wheelchair, ignored Cheng Jin's protests, picked him up, and pushed him outside.When he left, he was afraid that he would be cold, so he pulled a thin blanket from the bed and covered his legs.

Cheng Jin lost his temper in an instant.It's just that when he got to the corridor, seeing people looking over from time to time, he finally couldn't help it, and discussed with Bo Shuohan in a low voice, "I want to go down by myself."

Bo Shuohan pursed his lips, "Or do you want me to carry you out?"

Boss Bo can really do this kind of thing.

The last time he fell down the stairs, he was carried into the ward.The slight concussion at that time made him flawless at all, he thought, recalling it afterwards, he was almost ashamed to find a way to slip in.

He didn't want to have such a life experience a second time.

Cheng Jin said in a second, "It can't be done. It's good to sit. It's good to sit."

The corners of Bo Shuohan's lips raised slightly, but when his eyes fell on Cheng Jin's face, they straightened instantly.

He still remembers the day when he rescued the little fox, the originally healthy boy had a weak aura, like a gossamer, and his whole body weighed no more than a kitten.

In the past few days in the hospital, he asked the doctor to prescribe the best nutritional injections, and asked the chef to make different ways to make easy-to-eat and delicious food, trying to coax the little fox to eat more.

But I don't know if it's because of the severe stomach injury or some other reason, but the little fox has always had a poor appetite.

This made him faintly worried, so he asked his assistant to borrow a wheelchair.

When they got to the car, the assistant opened the door for the two of them.

Regardless of Cheng Jin's protest, Bo Shuohan carried him into the car again, followed by him in the back seat, and ordered the driver in the front seat to drive.

Cheng Jin noticed that Bo Shuohan's complexion was not good from just now, and asked strangely: "You seem unhappy, did something happen to the company?"

During the few days he was hospitalized, Bo Shuohan was always by his side. If he really had to go to the company, he would go back quickly.

He remembered the last time the big boss said that Bo Rongyao was released without charge. Could it be that he did something evil while Bo Shuohan was away these few days?

Bo Shuohan didn't want Cheng Jin to know that he was worried about his body, so he pursed his lips and remained silent.

Cheng Jin suddenly felt blessed, and mysteriously poked Bo Shuohan with his elbow, "I see? Are you trying to mess with your uncle? Don't worry, I won't say anything."

He is on the same front as the boss, and the boss's enemy is his enemy.

Bo Shuohan: "..."

This little guy has been thinking about some messy things all day.

However, since I haven't been to the company for the past few days, my uncle seems to be restless again, maybe it's not bad to take this opportunity to beat him up.

It was not commuting time, the road was not congested, and the car soon stopped at the apartment building.

When Cheng Jin got out of the car, seeing that Bo Shuohan was about to hug him again, he quickly jumped away, "I can walk by myself." After saying that, he ran into the elevator and pressed the door button to urge Bo Shuohan, "Come in."

Bo Shuohan looked at the little fox jumping happily, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his lips, he strode in.

The elevator leads directly to the door, and as soon as you enter the door, the strong aroma of vegetables floats into your nose.

Cheng Jin cheered, took off his shoes and rushed to the restaurant. When he saw the dishes on the table, his saliva almost flowed out.

A table of dishes, there are two meat dishes, and they are all his favorites.

Bo Shuohan had already walked over, took the towel from the servant, and while wiping his hands, he said to Cheng Jin, "Wipe your hands first, and then eat after wiping your hands."

Cheng Jin almost couldn't bear it and wanted to get started, but when he heard Bo Shuohan's words, he forcibly held back, wiped his hands with a hot towel, and hurriedly threw himself on the table.

Seeing this, Bo Shuohan frowned slightly, asked the servant to take another clean towel, and ordered Cheng Jin, "Hold out your hand."

Cheng Jin picked up a rib and was about to put it in his mouth, but he had to put down the chopsticks, and stretched out his hand reluctantly, "I don't use my hands to eat, why is it so troublesome?"

The little fox's ten fingers are like green onions, thin and white, and his well-manicured nails are slightly pink.

Bo Shuohan didn't answer, but grabbed the little fox's hand.

Cheng Jin watched Bo Shuohan lower his head slightly, wipe his fingers carefully with a towel one by one, his face turned slightly red.

In order to hide the uneasiness on his face, he quickly picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it in Bo Shuohan's bowl.

"The ribs are delicious, eat them quickly."

Bo Shuohan glanced at Cheng Jin with a half-smile.

This is his home, he hired the chef, it's so natural for the little fox to turn his attention to customers.

Cheng Jin said cheekily, "It's also my intention to borrow flowers to offer Buddha."

Bo Shuohan said calmly, "You don't need to borrow flowers to present to the Buddha. From now on, you will take care of the family affairs."

Anyway, everything about him belongs to the little fox, and the little fox belongs to him.

Cheng Jin's round cat pupils were bent into crescents, with a flattering expression, "What about the inheritance? Is it mine too?"

Don't blame him for worrying about this, after all, if the big brother can't think about it and gives Cheng Yi that doggy thing, his life might be lost.

Bo Shuohan laughed angrily, raised his eyelids, and said in a deep voice, "You miss my inheritance even before entering my Bo's house. Who gave you the courage?"

Cheng Jin really wanted to answer Liang Jingru, but looking at Bo Shuohan's expression, he didn't have the guts to say it, so he snorted, "If you don't give it, you won't. Anyway, if you don't give it to me, you can't give it to others."

Bo Shuohan's thin lips slowly curved a little, "Are you so afraid that I will give it to others?"

With a piece of braised pork in his mouth, Cheng Jin couldn't speak and could only nod wildly.

He was scared to death.

After all, his life is tied to the big brother's lap. If the big brother is not around, what else does he have to do.

Maybe as soon as the boss passed away, Cheng Yi would send him down the next day and send him to marry the boss.

Bo Shuohan said slowly, "I'll give you a solution, do you want it?"

Cheng Jin's cheeks puffed up, and he asked vaguely, "What method? Do you want me to sign your will?"

Bo Shuohan thought that fortunately he was a big-hearted person and knew about the little fox's outspokenness, otherwise the little fox would have one inheritance, one will, and if it was someone else, he would probably vomit blood.

Folding his fingers on the little fox's forehead, he flicked his brains, and said displeasedly, "You expect me to die early?"

Cheng Jin was in pain, and rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand, remembering the ending of Bo Shuohan's early death in the plot, the braised pork in his mouth suddenly became bitter and unbearable.

He put down his chopsticks, looked at Bo Shuohan, and said seriously, "I don't want to."

Before the corners of Bo Shuohan's lips curled up, he heard the little fox continue——

"But things are impermanent, I have to make plans early, right?"

Bo Shuohan's answer was to give Cheng Jin another brainstorm without mercy.

Cheng Jin covered his forehead, and decided to stay away from the violent Bo Shuohan.

He sat across from the original seat and continued to ask: "You haven't told me what the solution is."

Bo Shuohan remained silent.

He suddenly realized that his idea was actually not good, because the little fox was too greedy for money, and his thoughts were all about his inheritance, which made him very worried that the little fox would murder his husband for this in the future.

Cheng Jin rolled his eyes, picked up a piece of braised pork, put it into Bo Shuohan's bowl flatteringly, and said with a flattering smile: "Boss, don't be angry, anger is not good for your health. Come, eat more meat and prolong your life. Our family The chef's braised pork is very fragrant."

The words "our family" successfully pleased Bo Shuohan. Under Cheng Jin's anxious and urging eyes, he put the braised pork in his mouth, ate it slowly, and said in a calm and unhurried manner: "I still lack someone in my household registration book." , if you consider moving over, I will put your name on the inheritance."

Cheng Jin thought it was a very difficult method, but he didn't expect it to be so simple. He smiled and said, "What's the problem? It's a trivial matter. I'll go home immediately and get the account book."

Bo Shuohan nodded slowly, and said lightly, "Then you and I will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau in the afternoon. After all, two people need to be present to apply for a marriage certificate."

Cheng Jin opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

Who can tell him, why does he need a marriage certificate if he just needs to move his account? ! ! !