Chapter 67 Buff, can you kill me

if you turn on a switch! When Jingyi was watching a sweet skit in a private cinema, Li Mingzhi on the set also finished his schedule. After the opening ceremony, he had to cooperate with the online promotion and would join the crew in two days.

He has developed smoothly since his debut and is now a well-known comedian.

"Sister He, I won't go back at night. I'll go to the hotel to find Jingyi. You don't have to pick me up tomorrow morning."

Agent He Ping nodded: "Okay, put on a mask, I'll take you there."

"No need." Li Mingzhi waved his hand: "I want to visit quietly and give Jingyi a surprise."

The set was not far from the hotel where Li Wenzhao was staying, so He Ping didn't insist anymore. She left after giving a few instructions.

Li Mingzhi politely said goodbye to the crew. Not long after he left, Ke Minghua caught up with him, "Mingzhi, are you done with work?"

Li Mingzhi glanced at him and said, "Yeah."

"It's still early now, do you want to have dinner together?" Ke Minghua smiled and said, "I'm sorry for what happened before. I've been looking for a chance to apologize to you." Li Mingzhi

didn't take the previous matter to heart at all. He shook his head and said, "No, I have something else to do. Maybe next time."

"Are you going to see President Li?"

Li Mingzhi was stunned, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Ke Minghua smiled and said, "It's really rare to see a big shot like your brother. I don't think I told you that President Li is my idol. If possible, I also want to have a chance to meet my idol."

Li Mingzhi blinked: "Ah, didn't my brother come today? He just took a photo with us, and you didn't see this?"

"..."

Ke Minghua choked. How could this stubborn and stupid young master not understand what people say? If it were someone else, he would have warmly received him and personally made connections to take him to meet President Li.

With such a low EQ, I don't know how he can stay in the entertainment industry. If he continues to be so stupid, he will definitely not be able to move forward in the future.

Ke Minghua took a deep breath and smiled: "What I mean is that I want to meet President Li in person. But you also know that I am just a small figure, and President Li may not even know who I am, and I probably can't meet him. Mingzhi, we are friends, right? Can you help me?"

Li Mingzhi heard that this person didn't want to invite him to reminisce about the past over dinner. It was obvious that the real intention was not to drink, but to meet his brother.

This intention is too obvious, right? Do you think

he is a fool?

Li Mingzhi figured it out, and immediately took a big step to the side and kept a distance: "You misunderstood, I'm not going to find my brother, I'm going to find a friend, the one who came to visit me last time, the one you met."

That was the stupid butler who pretended to be the sponsor last time.

Ke Minghua lowered his eyes and smiled, and did not continue to insist, "Okay, then I won't bother you, goodbye."

Ke Minghua turned around and left without hesitation.

Li Mingzhi scratched his head suspiciously. Really leaving? Just now he showed a face that really wanted to see his idol, but his enthusiasm faded after just two sentences. It's hard not to suspect that this person has some other intentions.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Li Mingzhi retracted his gaze and picked up his bag. He bought some interesting gadgets, all for Jingyi, and they will definitely make his eyes light up when he gives them to him later.

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In the hotel.

Jingyi giggled while watching the skit, and while laughing, he suddenly sneezed.

Li Wenzhao: "......?"

Jing Yi rubbed his nose, "Which ignorant little thing is scolding me?"

After saying that, he sneezed twice in succession.

Jing Yi was angry. Just as he opened his mouth to scold someone, he heard the rustling of clothes beside him and someone touched his forehead lightly.

Jing Yi raised his eyes: "Are you trying to calm me down?"

Li Wenzhao retracted his hand: "You have a fever, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Jing Yi touched his face and looked at the screen in front of him, "No way, who can get a fever watching a skit?"

Li Wenzhao saw that he could not grasp the point and reminded: "You should have a cold."

Jing Yi: "......?"

Thinking about it carefully, he seemed to have been feeling a little uncomfortable since the morning. At that time, he just thought it was the unconsciousness caused by staying up late. It seems that he had already shown signs of a cold at that time. Jing Yi just pursed his lips

and smiled: "So it was the virus that was targeting me." Li Wenzhao didn't want to pay attention to his pouting and turned off the player, "Don't watch it, go and have a rest." Jing Yi stared at the remote control with dissatisfaction. Why did he turn it off? "It's just a cold, no need to be so cautious. I can fight this small handful of viruses. I'll be fine after a good sleep." Li Wenzhao stared at his face: "Your eyes are all red, are you sure you can defeat the virus?" Jing Yi ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Sure enough, he found that his eyes were watery and red, and his skin was a little hot. It looked... like a bit serious. He touched his face and sighed: "How come the cold virus found me in the middle of winter? Don't they hibernate?" "Go and rest." Li Wenzhao rubbed his head, "I'll ask Fan Ming to bring the medicine." Jingyi: "It's too late, take it tomorrow." On the dark winter night, he decided not to trouble Secretary Fan to run field work everywhere. He is really a good butler who cares about his employees. Because of a cold, Li Wenzhao gave up his big bed in the master bedroom, stuffed the little butler into the bed, adjusted the air conditioning to a suitable level, and tucked in the corners of the quilt. Jingyi moved comfortably, "pat." Li Wenzhao was stunned, with a suspicious look in his eyes. Jing Yi raised his chin and pressed down the quilt that was around his shoulders: "You have to pat it before tucking the quilt." Li Wenzhao raised his hand and patted him on the forehead twice, "Is that so?" Jing Yi frowned: "...You've already sealed it." The little housekeeper's eyes were getting redder and redder. Li Wenzhao softened his voice and said gently: "Have a good rest, take the medicine later and go to sleep." Jing Yi nodded and curled up in the quilt, being very well behaved.

Li Wenzhao got up and went out.

Jingyi arched his back in the quilt, unable to fall asleep. He was still excited, his mind full of the jokes from the skit.

He turned over and lay on his side, carefully hiding inside to play with his phone.

Coincidentally, as soon as he picked up his phone, Old Jing’s WeChat message came.

[Old Jing]: Jingyi, when did you have a friend named Su?

[Your Grandpa Jing]: ?

What friend named Su? It’s already a headache for him to have Shen Shubai by his side, and if there’s another one named Su, will the Li family still be able to survive?

[Old Jing]: A man named Su came to our house today and asked me a lot of strange questions.

[Your Grandpa Jing]: What did you say?

[Old Jing]: He asked if there was anything wrong with you recently, and also asked if there was any family history of disease.

Jing Yi: “…”

The case has been solved, it’s Shen Shubai.

Jing Yi frowned, Shen Shubai is going to keep arguing with him, he even went to Jing’s house privately.

I don’t know what he leaked to Old Jing.

[Your Grandpa Jing]: So what did you say?

[Old Jing]: What else can I say, isn’t this cursing people, I can just sweep the guy out with two swipes of the broom.

[Your Grandpa Jing]: You are awesome! [Cat pinches shoulder.jpg]

[Old Jing]: What’s the big deal, you just work hard and take good care of the young master of the Li family, if that Su guy comes again, I will beat him out. [老子拳是天大.jpg]

Jing Yi pursed his lips in embarrassment, feeling a little sorry for the old man's teachings - not only did he fail to fulfill his duties as a housekeeper, but now it was Li Wenzhao who was busy taking care of him.

It was simply the opposite of the heaven.

[老京]: Also, what's the matter with your nickname? It's not serious at all. If you change it, who do you want to be? What if the young masters of the Li family see it?

Jing Yi: "..."

This is not his fault. This nickname was registered by the original housekeeper Jing. He himself is not so rebellious, he just feels too lazy to change it.

After thinking about it, he didn't want to disobey the old man, so he changed it casually on his mobile phone.

[長睡凶得起]: Okay.

[Old Jing]: …

Just when we were talking about this, Jing Yi suddenly heard the sound of the door being opened. He was startled and quickly put his phone under his pillow and closed his eyes.

As soon as Li Wenzhao entered the room, he saw the quilt on the bed was bulging in a panic. It was obvious that the housekeeper was not resting well. What was he doing?

"Get up and take the medicine."

Jing Yi opened his eyes and sat up: "So fast."

Secretary Fan stepped on the wind and fire wheel?

Li Wenzhao handed over a cup of warm water, "I asked the hotel front desk to send it."

Jing Yi obediently swallowed the pills. Li Wenzhao motioned him to continue resting, and turned off the ceiling light in the master bedroom, leaving only a dim and soft wall lamp. "The antipyretic medicine contains sleeping pills. You should take a nap first. If your fever hasn't subsided when you wake up, I'll take you to the hospital."

Jing Yi slipped into the quilt sleekly. "Don't worry. With the help of scientific medicine, it's easy to deal with a small virus."

He thought too much. Not long after taking the antipyretic medicine, Jing Yi fell into a deep sleep on the bed. His body temperature rose in his sleep, his cheeks turned red, and his forehead was full of hot sweat.

Jing Yi woke up in a daze, watching the ceiling twist and turn, and then pressed down heavily, as if squeezing out all the oxygen. He felt a bit like a fish out of water.

Uncomfortable...

His consciousness gradually blurred. In a daze, the door of the room was pushed open. A familiar smell approached, and Jingyi fell asleep peacefully.

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Nine o'clock in the evening.

Li Mingzhi rushed to the hotel, his backpack bulging with small gifts for Jingyi.

He learned Jingyi's room number from Fan Ming and took the elevator directly to the top floor.

However, as soon as he walked out of the elevator, he saw a person standing at the door of the room in the distance.

The profile of the figure was quite familiar, but the clothes were a bit revealing. The lower body was only a pair of shorts, revealing straight calves, bare feet on the carpet, and the upper body was a translucent shirt, the scenery inside was looming.

Li Mingzhi: "?"

What kind of erotic scene was this, and he actually ran into the first scene.

...

In the silent and deserted corridor, Ke Minghua shivered with cold.

After he went back, he asked someone to find out Li Wenzhao's room number, and sneaked up to the top floor alone at night. He knew that Li Mingzhi's achievements came from his strong background, in other words, from that powerful man.

Ke Minghua has no background, and he has come to where he is today entirely because of his own efforts and luck.

Ordinary people admire his glamorous identity and fame, but when they meet someone like Li Mingzhi, they can only hide away.

Hooking up with Li Wenzhao is his most precious opportunity. If he can get into the upper class, he can walk around the entertainment circle like Li Mingzhi.

Ke Minghua rubbed his arms and calves, warmed up his hands, tidied his hair, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"...Ke Minghua?"

The sudden voice scared Ke Minghua so much that his heart skipped a beat. He turned around and saw Li Mingzhi walking slowly towards him with a small bag on his back.

Ke Minghua: "..."

Damn, why did he choose this time when he came earlier or later?

Li Mingzhi looked at his clothes, then looked at the room number in front of him, and immediately knew what he was doing. His face was slightly cold: "Is this why you came to me to ask about my brother?"

Ke Minghua shrank his neck. He was dressed only for Li Wenzhao. Being looked at like this by others was too challenging to his sense of shame: "What does it have to do with you?"

Li Mingzhi frowned: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Ke Minghua turned his face away: "I don't need you to care."

"My brother doesn't like boys." Li Mingzhi frowned: "If he sees you dressed like this, do you think you will have a future in the entertainment industry?"

Ke Minghua blushed: "Impossible."

He asked someone to investigate. Li Wenzhao was worth hundreds of billions. At the age of 29, he had no scandals. If he didn't have someone he loved, then he liked boys.

Obviously, from the information he found, Li Wenzhao belonged to the latter.

So Ke Minghua did it bravely.

Compared with Li Mingzhi's words, he believed in his own findings more.

"Li Mingzhi, this is a matter between me and your brother, don't interfere." Ke Minghua was so cold that he glared at Li Mingzhi and turned to knock on the door.

"I don't allow you to knock on the door!" Li Mingzhi stepped over to stop him.

Ke Minghua raised his hand to block it, and his bent knuckles hit the door panel... The next second, the door opened.

Ke Minghua's face lit up, "Mr. Li..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

Li Mingzhi looked into the door and fell silent.

His elder brother's clothes were messy, his hair was a little frizzy, his mouth and eyebrows were wrinkled, his expression was stern, and he was holding a humanoid thing in his arms.

Li Mingzhi: "?"

Where did the humanoid thing come from?

Before he could see clearly, Li Wenzhao came out holding a person, "Did you drive the car?"

Li Mingzhi nodded stupidly: "Did you drive..."

His elder brother: "To the hospital."

Li Mingzhi turned around and ran to the basement subconsciously, shocked as he ran, his elder brother, his elder brother... There is someone in the room!

Which little devil climbed onto the bed and was faster than Ke Minghua?

Li Mingzhi was so curious.

If it weren't for his eldest brother's bad complexion, he really wanted to tear open the face of the person in Li Wenzhao's arms and take a good look at who the other person is.

Ah, he is going to have a sister-in-law.

After sending his eldest brother to the hospital, he will have a good chat with his second and third brothers. This big melon was finally eaten by him alone, and it was still fresh and hot.

Let the second and third brothers be jealous, haha.

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At the door of the hotel, Ke Minghua was completely dumbfounded.

Li Wenzhao was holding a person in his arms, wrapped in a thin blanket, thin and frail, but judging from the clothes and the hairy head, it was a boy for sure.

The information was correct, Li Wenzhao did prefer boys, but he came too late.

Judging from Li Wenzhao's cautious movements, the other party was obviously extremely important.

He stood in the corridor dressed like this, and Li Wenzhao strode away as if he didn't see him.

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When Jingyi woke up again, it was already noon the next day. He was groggy and didn't know where he was.

However, the smell of disinfectant in the air was too strong. He opened his eyes and saw Li Wenzhao sitting by the bed, looking down at something...

"What are you doing?"

Jingyi: "?"

Where did this duck come from?

Li Wenzhao heard the movement and his expression relaxed slightly: "Don't talk, your high fever just subsided."

Jingyi swallowed his dry mouth and tried to make a sound, but his mouth just quacked.

He quickly closed his mouth.

...Hiss, he got a disease and turned him into a duck.

It was the feeling of being beaten by a virus and unable to fight back.

Li Wenzhao called a doctor, and after a checkup, Jingyi's fever had subsided, and the hoarseness in his throat was just a sequela of a cold, which would be fine after taking some medicine. He

was quickly discharged from the hospital and taken back to his house in the city center to recuperate.

After a severe cold, he was exhausted and slept for a while in the car before he regained some energy. When he got home, he curled up in the second bedroom, ready to take a shower and go to bed comfortably.

The door closed, and he just buried his head in taking off his clothes when there was a knock on the door behind him, "Don't take too long to take a shower, be careful not to faint."

Jingyi opened his mouth: "Ga..."

[Got it. ]

After taking a quick shower, Jingyi changed into pajamas, picked up the dirty clothes on the floor and prepared to put them into the washing machine, but was suddenly stunned...

Two minutes later, Jingyi threw down the messy clothes on the floor and opened the door.

Li Wenzhao poured out the water that had just been boiled to warm it up, and was peeling the medicine pills one by one according to the doctor's instructions, with fatigue in his eyes.

The housekeeper had a high fever suddenly, and he stayed in the hospital with her all night. In the early morning, he received a call from Liang Jing to discuss the launch of a new project. After dealing with several complicated documents, he was already very tired.

After Jingyi rested, he would go back to sleep for a while.

With a click, the door of the second bedroom was hastily opened.

Jingyi stood at the door with wet hair, wearing only thin pajamas.

Li Wenzhao frowned and turned up the room temperature a little, "Why don't you blow-dry your hair."

[I blew it, it's half dry. 】

Li Wenzhao walked over to take a look. The ends of her hair were blown dry, with only a little moisture left at the ends: "How did it come out?"

Jing Yi raised his face, looked at him with his dark eyes, and pursed his sickly pale lips slightly: [Young Master, can I borrow your phone to order a flash delivery? 】 Li

Wenzhao was stunned for a moment, found his phone and handed it over: "What do you want to buy?"

Jing Yi leaned forward slightly: [My second life seems to have fallen in the hotel. 】 Li Wenzhao

raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Jing Yi pursed his lips obediently: [Mobile phone. 】

Li Wenzhao: "..."

Jing Yi wanted to play with his phone before going to bed, and when he was sleepy, he would put the phone under the pillow.

He had a fever so suddenly last night that he fell into a coma. Li Wenzhao probably didn't notice that he had hidden his phone.

Jing Yi poked the screen open, Li Wenzhao stopped him: "No, Fan Ming is in charge of check-out, he will check if anything is left behind, and he will send the nutritious meals over later, you can ask him to get them."

[What if he forgets? ]

Li Wenzhao looked down at him and said firmly: "No."

It seems that Fan Ming is really an all-round secretary. Jing Yi nodded, his eyes swept behind Li Wenzhao, and he quickly turned around and slipped back to the room.

"Wait."

Jing Yi: "..."

"Come and take the medicine." Li Wenzhao chuckled: "Why are you running?"

[I'm not running, I just want to get enough sleep before taking it. ]

Li Wenzhao sneered: "Yeah, I believe it."

Jing Yi: "..."

Jing Yi finished taking the medicine half-forced, feeling tired, and yawned. Noticing the dark circles under Li Wenzhao's eyes, he guessed that he didn't sleep well either. He hesitated for a moment and made an invitation, [Young Master, do you want to sleep together? ]

Li Wenzhao raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and nodded after a moment: "Okay."

Jing Yi blinked suspiciously. It was just a nap, why did Young Master have that expression?

But Jing Yi knew it after a while.

Because Li Wenzhao followed him into the second bedroom.

[……] Li

Wenzhao began to take off his coat.

Jing Yi sat on the edge of the bed, with a well-behaved posture, not daring to move.

It was his fault for not making it clear. Sleeping together meant sleeping separately.

Li Wenzhao unbuttoned his cuffs and collar, and said casually: "You have a cold. It will be convenient for me to take care of you if we sleep together."

Jingyi looked at him and thought: [Aren't you afraid that my virus will also take root in your body? ]

Li Wenzhao smiled like a boss: "I exercise all year round, and my physical condition is not so fragile yet."

[……]

Jingyi felt that he was being dissed.

Li Wenzhao took off his restrictive coat. Seeing that his face was hot, Jingyi simply climbed onto the bed and curled himself into the quilt with his back to Li Wenzhao.

[Let's sleep, who's afraid of who. ] Li

Wenzhao smiled lightly and lifted the quilt. Jingyi only felt that the bed was shaking slightly, and there was a heat source behind him that he could not ignore.

【……*|%＊＃‖★∞？ ？ ？ ？ ú？ ……】

"What are you mumbling about if you don't want to sleep?"

Jing Yi's confused thoughts were scared away, and he quickly closed his eyes.

【Good afternoon, Macabaka. 】

"……"

I thought that I would be too nervous to sleep for the first time to realize the real cohabitation, but Jing Yi obviously underestimated the effect of the drug again. After a while, he fell asleep with steady breathing.

After a while, Li Wenzhao opened his eyes, leaned over and touched Jing Yi's forehead, and made sure that the temperature did not fluctuate again. He slightly turned towards Jing Yi and closed his eyes.

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I don't know how long it took, but Jing Yi was awakened by the heat.

He slowly opened his eyes, and in his sight was Li Wenzhao's quiet sleeping face.

He was beside the bed before going to sleep, and when he woke up he actually rolled into Li Wenzhao's arms, gently held by Li Wenzhao's outstretched arms. The temperature in the room was high, and he slept warmly.

Li Wenzhao hadn't woken up yet, and Jingyi didn't bother him, just lying quietly.

Now he finally understood why novels and TV dramas always depict the protagonist staring at the sleeping face of the person they like.

If the object was Li Wenzhao, he would also look at them, not just look at them, but also like them very much.

In his impression, Li Wenzhao always had a cold and solemn look, strong, calm, and held up the entire Li family with his own strength.

But the sleeping Li Wenzhao was quiet and gentle, with his thin lips lightly pursed. Jingyi's eyes fell over him involuntarily, and his Adam's apple rolled lightly. He still remembered the softness of those two pieces of skin...

A small breath fell in front of his eyes.

Jingyi was stunned: "......?" Li

Wenzhao opened his eyes.

Jingyi was dumbfounded: "..." Li Wenzhao

looked at him for a while, and smiled happily. The smile that shook his chest was very exaggerated, "Your thoughts are a bit too close, the tolerance for genuine products is so high, it's not fair to me who pirated them."

"..."

Jingyi's hand was heavy, and he almost crushed the quilt.

Ah ah ah ah, his thoughts were all leaked again!

Death is unpredictable, can you die if I give you a switch for the buff!

Li Wenzhao rarely felt so happy. Hearing the young housekeeper's scolding, he laughed even louder.

Jingyi raised his hand to cover his mouth: [I'll scare you if you laugh again.]

Li Wenzhao was so happy that he couldn't stop laughing.

The young housekeeper was showing off his teeth and claws, but what landed on him were soft paw pads. How could he not laugh?

[……]

Li Wenzhao laughed enough and hugged Jingyi: "I like you as much as you like me. I'm very happy to hear you say that."

Jingyi lowered his eyes shyly: [Get up.]

Li Wenzhao lay down lazily: "Wait a little longer." It was rare for him to hug the young housekeeper in such a private place, and he was a little addicted.

Jingyi moved, and just as he was about to speak, his stomach rumbled loudly.

[………………]

Li Wenzhao lowered his head and sighed regretfully: "Get up, Fan Ming is expected to be here soon."

Jingyi huddled in the quilt, covering his face: [You go first, I'll take it easy.]

Li Wenzhao: "What to take easy?"

[…To relieve hunger and be yourself.]

"…"

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I don't know if it was Li Wenzhao's arrangement or Fan Ming's excessive sense of time, but Jingyi had just washed and changed clothes when the doorbell rang.

"Boss Li, this is your dinner."

Li Wenzhao opened the door: "Come in."

Fan Ming came in with the food that had just come out of the pot, and Jingyi pursed his lips, "Secretary Fan…"

No sound came out, only his lips opened and closed.

Fan Ming: "?"

Jingyi raised his round eyes and looked at Li Wenzhao.

Li Wenzhao turned around and acted as an interpreter: "He asked you what dishes you brought."

"..." No matter how many times they met, Fan Ming was still shocked by their spiritual connection. He paused for a few seconds before announcing the dishes, "They are all mild and nourishing dishes, shrimp and tofu, fried yellow croaker, winter melon and duck soup, black truffle and porcini, and Sichuan loquat and rock sugar snow pear."

Jing Yi swallowed his saliva and raised his neck: [Hurry up, eat, eat. ]

Li Wenzhao was very considerate and brought bowls and chopsticks, added rice to Jing Yi, and then began to talk to himself: "Eat the fried fish later, drink some soup first... Eat less shrimp... Why are you so angry, do you want to take medicine for a few days?"

"..."

Fan Ming was completely petrified.

After being shocked, he remembered something and reached into his pocket: "Butler Jing, this should be your mobile phone. I found it in the hotel last night."

Jing Yi happily took it and gave Li Wenzhao a thumbs up.

Li Wenzhao turned his head: "Thank you, Secretary Fan."

Fan Ming was confused: "..."

It took him a while to find his voice: "You're welcome."

Five minutes later, Fan Ming walked out of Li's house in a daze. His cell phone rang and he took it out to see.

[Asshole surnamed Zou]: When will you be back? The meal is ready. [Picture][Picture][Picture]

Fan Ming was stunned for a moment and replied: [Guess what I'm thinking? ]

[Asshole surnamed Zou]: ……… ?

Fan Ming sneered and thought he was really crazy.

[Fan Ming]: Secretary Zou has such a high IQ, but he can't even communicate with others spiritually?

[Asshole surnamed Zou]: ...