"you are so kind to Zhuo Xiaoyun that I can't help being jealous."

CEN Muqi didn't feel that he should not have eaten vinegar. Just now, Ji Naitang carried Zhuo Xiaolin out, and after returning, he took off his clothes and shoes for Zhuo Xiaolin, and wiped his face and hands with a hot towel. He took good care of him.

"I'm not so good to him, but he's my friend. I'm so sad. Should I leave him alone?"

"You are not allowed to wipe his hands and face."

Ji Naitang was speechless: "President Cen, do you know how many backhands and faces I wiped for you during that period of time when you were unconscious? I not only wiped your hands and face, but also your whole body. "

"That's not the same." CEN Muqi gave him a kiss and said solemnly, "I am your man. It doesn't matter if you wipe it for me. Other people can't do it."

Ji Naitang couldn't help laughing. The two people leaned together and said some love words. Then they fell asleep with fragrant fragrance and slept until dawn.

The next day, when Cen Muqi went to the company, Ji Naitang got up and looked at the guest room. Zhuo Xiaoxuan was still sleeping soundly with the quilt, and there was no sign of waking up.

After all, it was the second day of lovelorn. After drinking so much wine last night, he was not sure to leave people here, so he didn't go to the company today.

CEN Muqi to the company after Yao Yuanjing sent a message: can you quickly take your people away? What's the contradiction? If it goes on like this, I'm really jealous.

Yao Yuanjing

It was noon when Zhuo Xiaoxuan woke up. After the hangover, he had a bad headache. He opened his eyes and looked around. For a moment, he didn't recognize where he was.

"Awake?" Ji Naitang opened the door and inquired in. Zhuo Xiaoyun let out a sound and got up and got out of bed.

"My head hurts so much."

"Who told you to drink so much wine? I cooked the wake-up wine soup and came out to drink after washing and rinsing."

Zhuo Xiaolin answered, walked into the bathroom and couldn't help but come out and asked, "Ji Naitang, can you drink the sobering soup you cooked?"

"It's best to drink to death."

Ji Naitang can't import the dishes, but the sobering soup he cooked is still normal. This is what he really learned. As the president of Cen's family, CEN Muqi will inevitably have some social intercourse. If he drinks too much, he will be much better.

"You are a good wife and mother."

After Zhuo Xiaoxuan finished drinking, he ate the takeout called by Ji Naitang. Ji Naitang looked at the time and said, "you can continue to rest after eating. I have to go to the company."

"Why are you going? It's almost afternoon. "

"There will be a meeting temporarily. Jiyi will be there. You can come to me if you are OK later."

"Come on, you go. I'm fine."

Ji Naitang looked at him uneasily and then left. Now that Jiyi is basically on the right track, the group of old employees under his hand are also appeased.

In the evening, Feng Yan calls to ask them to go to dinner. Ji Naitang takes Zhuo Xiaolin with him. When he enters the room, Feng Yan looks at Zhuo Xiaolin and asks Ji Naitang, "is this the one?"

Ji Naitang grinned: "my little lover."

Zhuo Xiaolin said hello with a smile. Feng Yan nodded and said, "it's really beautiful. It looks like a good-looking child." After that, he turned his head and asked Cen Muqi, "are you losing your charm?"

President Cen looks a little ugly. He thinks that if Yao Yuanjing doesn't take people back, his status will be lower and lower.