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After flirting with his new bodyguard last night, he woke up this morning bored and picked up the phone to dial the guest room extension. Han Yao picked up the phone after one ring, and Xiao Wen Ning said coldly, "Come to my room."

Less than a minute later, Han Yao appeared at the door of his room. Xiao Wen Ning half leaned against the bed and looked at him coldly to understand the situation: "I've been in this industry for a few years."

Han Yao straightened up: "Half a year."

"What have you done before?"

"Join the army."

"Retired?"

"Um."

"Okay, it's nothing for me. After all, I'm a cripple and can't go out, so I can reduce a lot of your work."

Han Yao nodded to show that he understood.

Xiao Wen Ning said a few more simple words, then raised his hand to check the time: "Since we haven't hired a nanny or a nurse, we'll just order takeout for meals from now on. Do you mind?"

"No problem."

Han Yao is a man of few words, and his expression has remained unchanged except for the two twitches he had yesterday.

Xiao Wen Ning put on his clothes, moved himself to the wheelchair, and signaled Han Yao to push him downstairs. The second young master Xiao was not satisfied with taking advantage of him. He had people carry him up and down seven or eight times a day. Han Yao was very dedicated and never complained. After dinner, Han Yao took the lunch box outside and threw it away. When he entered the room, he found that Xiao Wen Ning, who was originally sitting in the restaurant, was suddenly gone. His brows tightened, and just as he was about to look for him, he heard a painful groan.

He hurried over to follow the sound and found that Xiao Wen Ning had somehow fallen out of his wheelchair and was lying on the floor of the study on the first floor, trying to climb up.

Han Yao took a look and did not step forward immediately. It was not until Xiao Wen Ning groaned again that he walked over, helped him up and put him in the wheelchair. Xiao Wen Ning expressed his gratitude and prepared to stand up again.

Han Yao glanced at the bookcase and asked, "Which one?"

Xiao Wen Ning casually mentioned a name and asked him to help him take it down.

After getting the book, Xiao Wen Ning sat by the window and flipped through two pages. Han Yao leaned behind him with a blank expression, ready to serve at any time. He was a little confused. This employer clearly had a lame leg, but he insisted on pretending to be paralyzed from the lower limbs. He didn't know what tricks this man was trying to play, but it was really remarkable that he could stand on one leg and jump up to kick him and take advantage of him yesterday.

Thinking of the deliberate kiss yesterday, Han Yao couldn't help but frown.

A few days passed without incident, and Xiao Wen Ning had nothing to do but study his new bodyguard. Although he was several years younger than him, he was at least 1.9 meters tall and had a sturdy build, and his muscles could be felt through his clothes. Every time he hugged him, it was effortless without any difficulty. He glanced at the back of the figure standing at the door, secretly licked the corner of his mouth, and suddenly wanted to explore something deeper.

Xiao Wen Ning rolled his eyes twice and suddenly said, "Han Yao, come and help me."

Han Yao turned around immediately when he heard the sound. Xiao Wen Ning was just lifting the quilt and preparing to get out of bed. He walked over and was about to help Xiao Wen Ning into the wheelchair when he saw two long bare legs exposed from under the quilt. He was stunned and looked at Xiao Wen Ning with questioning eyes.

Xiao Wen Ning looked very serious: "I haven't had a good shower these past few days. Help me to the bathroom and I'll take a quick shower."

Han Yao frowned slightly, but still helped Xiao Wen Ning walk over. Xiao Wen Ning looked around and seemed a little distressed. He had not stayed in this place many times, and there was a layer of dust in the bathtub. He really didn't have the time to clean it. He glanced at Han Yao and asked him to put him on the toilet lid and sit down. Then he picked up the shower head and prepared to take a bath.

Seeing that he was about to take off his clothes and take a shower, Han Yao planned to turn around and go out to wait for him, but before he took two steps, he felt a stream of warm water sprayed directly on his body. Xiao Wen Ning, the fake faller, didn't know how he used it and fell off the toilet lid again. He held the shower head in his hand and turned the water flow to the maximum, and accidentally sprayed all the water on Han Yao.

Xiao Wen Ning waited for him to turn around, and after more than ten seconds, he was shocked and quickly changed the direction of the shower. He changed his coldness and apologized to Han Yao with a face full of annoyance: "I'm sorry, look at my leg, it's really not listening... Are you okay?"

Han Yao looked at Xiao Wen Ning quietly for a few seconds, then raised his foot to turn off the shower. Xiao Wen Ning sat on the ground with bare legs, raised his head, and saw Han Yao, who was half wet.

The outline of the muscles was clearly visible through the clothes, with the lines of protrusions and depressions neatly arranged into eight pieces, moving down along the lower abdomen. The wet pants were tightly attached to a certain point under the crotch. Xiao Wen Ning almost opened his mouth to praise the huge thing.