Acting as a substitute

Chapter 56

Being kissed so hard that he couldn't breathe, Yuan Jiayi knew that if he went on like this, he would be in bad luck again.

"Bo," he pouted, and met the tip of the man's protruding tongue again, which encouraged Bo Shenyan to jump up from the ground and sit on the bed, wanting to press him down and continue to kiss deeply. Yi struggled to get away, pinched his lips, "...Aren't you hungry?"

Bo Shenyan took a breath, his chest heaved and he looked sideways at him.

"The little fox demon still wants to eat?"

"I'm not... a fox demon, how do I know?"

Yuan Jiayi raised the back of his hand to wipe his lips, trying to wipe away the saliva left on the corners of Bo Shenyan's lips.

"Do you dare to wipe?"

Bo Shenyan was so angry that he kicked off his slippers and jumped onto the bed, making a gesture to pinch Yuan Jiayi's face.

This scared Yuan Jiayi enough.

He knows how strong the man in front of him is, if he pinches him, he will turn blue even if he is not purple.

After weighing the escape route repeatedly, Yuan Jiayi jumped out of bed from the side where Bo Shenyan slept last night with both hands and feet. Unexpectedly, his ankle was hooked by the sheet, and he fell headfirst to the ground.

"Fuck," Bo Shenyan broke out in a cold sweat, jumping out of bed distressedly to hug him, "Where did you fall?"

Yuan Jiayi couldn't help the smile on his lips when he saw that he was pretending to check the injury, but he was actually doing his hands up and down.

"Why do you look at me like that? Do you think I'm trying to take advantage of you?"

Bo Shenyan saw that he was not only fine, but also laughed so hard that he was wronged, so he raised his finger angrily and flicked it on the smooth forehead.

"Well."

Dizzy from being bounced, Yuan Jiayi held his flushed skin and looked at Bo Shenyan with steam in his eyes.

The perpetrator suddenly regretted it.

"are you hungry?"

Bo Shenyan wanted to feed this little hedgehog some food.

Then he stared gratefully with those eyes that seemed to be soaked in water.

He only stared at Bo Shenyan.

Not only can he kiss that seductive mouth, but he can also touch that furry head.

No one can stop him from leaving his mark on that beautiful face.

"hungry."

Bo Shenyan got the answer he wanted.

From the small aluminum pot on the stove, he served his best and proudest white porridge.

Like the chef of the ancient imperial dining room, he confidently brought it to the emperor he hoped to be praised.

"I heard that cooking in an aluminum pot for a long time will make you stupid."

Bo Shenyan fed him one mouthful at a time. The beautiful sound was like a beautiful orchestral symphony. Only when all kinds of sounds are mixed together can they be brought together to perfection.

"Why this expression, could it be that my voice is easy to hear you?"

Yuan Jiayi nodded honestly.

"Is it as nice as a musical instrument?"

The person who was praised smiled triumphantly, and wiped the rice grains from Yuan Jiayi's lips with a paper, but when he looked down and saw the paper in his hand, he was a little angry again.

If you have a mouth, don't use it, wipe it with paper?

Yuan Jiayi took a sip of the porridge and nodded again.

"Then Doctor Yuan, what kind of musical instrument does my voice sound like?"

Bo Shenyan moved towards those pink lips, and the porridge bowl in his hand gradually moved closer to the bedside table.

"Like... a clarinet."

"???"

Hearing Yuan Jiayi's answer, Bo Shenyan froze in disbelief.

"Oh, I was wrong, like a cello..."

Before Yuan Jiayi finished speaking, the last word was pushed back into his mouth by the tip of Bo Shenyan's tongue.

Having never kissed anyone else, Yuan Jiayi naturally doesn't know if other people also use such a strong force when kissing.

In short, in the few TV dramas he has watched, he has never seen Bo Shenyan's cannibalism.

Couldn't even respond.

What's more, he didn't know how to respond at all.

But always letting Bo Shenyan take the initiative will make him seem passive.

How can a man be passive.

Yuan Jiayi bravely broke away from the shoulder that was held down by Bo Shenyan, pressed his back with his backhand, and then followed Bo Shenyan's way to bite back.

Seeing him like this, Bo Shenyan couldn't continue to kiss him, pushed him away and lay on the bed with his arms leaning on him, laughing.

Still can't stop for a while.

"...What are you laughing at?"

He was so embarrassed at first, but he managed to force himself once, but it backfired, and he was laughed at by Bo Shenyan instead. This kind of frustration made Yuan Jiayi lie back on the pillow angrily, wrapped himself in the quilt and didn't say a word.

Bo Shenyan couldn't be happier.

Really found a treasure.

The ancestors of the Bo family blessed him.

The mobile phone that was thrown beside Yuan Jiayi's pillow rang.

Before Bo Shenyan could get it, the little hedgehog quickly stretched out a hand and scooped up the phone into the quilt. The next second, he threw it out from behind him and landed right next to Bo Shenyan's lap.

Bo Shenyan pinched the slightly raised hill in the quilt approvingly, and only after seeing the ups and downs of the hill did he answer the phone with a smile.

Yuan Jiayi, who was eavesdropping under the quilt, became depressed.

He may be leaving.

Sure enough, Bo Shenyan hung up the phone, leaned over to kiss Yuan Jiayi's earlobe, and whispered in his ear, "I have something urgent, I have to go to the company and wait for me to come back."

Yuan Jiayi wiped the corners of his eyes and nodded.

But no matter how much he pulled, the little hedgehog didn't show his face from under the quilt. Bo Shenyan was really helpless. Looking at the time, he could only kiss Yuan Jiayi's hair top through the quilt, got out of bed and left first.

Hearing the slight sound of closing the door, Yuan Jiayi sat up from the bed with sweaty hair.

He leaned against the head of the bed and sighed, feeling very complicated.

While he was worrying, he also called.

"...Mr. Sheng."

Without a car, it would be even more inconvenient to go to the old house of the Sheng family.

Yuan Jiayi was afraid of the cold, so he tossed from the subway to the bus wearing a heavy coat. After more than two hours, he finally arrived at the bus stop closest to Sheng's house.

He still entered the gloomy ancestral hall and knelt down obediently before the altar.

When Sheng Jianghe said that he went to Switzerland to recuperate, it was basically an excuse to send Sheng Lan to Bo Shenyan's side.

Yuan Jiayi knew it from the beginning.

"It's time to leave."

Sheng Jianghe recovered well, leaning on that excellent wooden crutch, he knocked on the floor behind Yuan Jiayi with a sound that made his bones chill.

"If I hadn't asked someone to watch you, I wouldn't have known that our Young Master Yuan is so good at seducing people, just like your bitch mother."

He raised the crutch and poked it straight into Yuan Jiayi's collar, with such force that it pierced his sweater and scratched his shoulder.

Yuan Jiayi's Adam's apple rolled in pain, he frowned and remained silent.

It was indeed his fault, and he couldn't deny it.

Countless whips fell on his back, Yuan Jiayi was so painful that he didn't dare to breathe, he put his hands on his knees to prevent himself from falling down, the exhaustion in his waist made his heart feel warm again.

Bo Shenyan still lives in his heart, he is not alone.

The pain was so painful that Yuan Jiayi couldn't kneel upright, so he could only fall to the ground along the path of the whip.

In a daze, he felt as if he saw Bo Shenyan.

"Bo first..."

He couldn't even utter three words in full.

Apart from the time with the soldering iron, Sheng Jianghe beat him the most severely today.

After all, he really threatened Sheng Lan's status.

Bo Shenyan in the illusion is even gentler than in the morning.

He gently hugged Yuan Jiayi and whispered something in his ear.

But Yuan Jiayi couldn't hear anything clearly, he just searched for his lips helplessly.

Bo Shenyan kissed him, very lightly.

Yuan Jiayi smiled.

This must be a dream.

Sheng Jianghe looked at Bo Shenyan in disbelief as he pushed the door open.

Until he hugged Yuan Jiayi and laid him down on the sofa, Sheng Jianghe couldn't react.

Then it took him three seconds to really feel the authenticity of Bo Shenyan's existence in his family's ancestral hall.

Bo Shenyan pressed Sheng Jianghe's upper body, grabbed the crutch in his hand, leaned on the corner between the altar and the ground, raised his leg and kicked it into two pieces.

Then he bent down and picked up the sharper end.

Arrived at the throat of Sheng Jianghe and slid.

"Mr. Sheng, I'm a little curious..." Bo Shenyan's voice was as cold as a ghost asking for his life, and like Yan Luo trying to solve a case, "Where is your brace?"

Sheng Jianghe trembled so much that he was about to appear double.

"You said that if I dig it out, then let—" He pointed at the weak Yuan Jiayi behind him, and smiled, "Will my doctor Yuan push it in for you, will it be as good as before?"

"No..." Sheng Jianghe tried his best to reach out and grab Bo Shenyan's arm, "I am, I am Lanlan's father...you can't treat me like this..."

"I advise you, you, you quickly put me down from the altar of my ancestors, or the gods will take revenge on you." He also wanted to strengthen his momentum to scare Bo Shenyan, "I won't bless you .”

"It's funny, this is your ancestor, you are the one who blesses you, not me."

Bo Shen spoke very slowly, and each word was like a nail made of solid ice, piercing into Sheng Jianghe's heart.

"What's more, people who can give birth to things like you, are you sure they will become gods after they die?"

"In this world, only my Bo family is your god."

"You live well for me, and see how I cut, cut, wounded Doctor Yuan," Bo Shenyan narrowed his eyes, and stood the sharp huanghuali wood on Sheng Jianghe's shoulder socket, knuckles so hard that they turned pale, Pressing down slowly and firmly, his cold eyes fixed on Sheng Jianghe's eyes.

"I want it back from you."

Sheng Jianghe's miserable cry made Bo Shenyan frowned slightly, and he raised his hand and slapped it, making Sheng Jianghe cry.

"You fucking bitch?"

"You, are you worthy of Lan Lan?"

"Sheng Lan is a benefactor, I will treat him well, and he will live well," Bo Shenyan pulled out the pear wood that had been inserted half an inch into Sheng Jianghe's shoulder, casually changed direction, and stabbed neatly into his thigh, " And you need luck."

The heart-piercing pain made Sheng Jianghe unable to bear it anymore, his head tilted, and he passed out.

Bo Shenyan kicked his pig-like body aside in disgust, picked up the tissue on the table and wiped his hands, walked to the side of Yuan Jiayi who was almost unconscious, squatted down and kissed the end of his eyebrows.

"Doctor Yuan, we are going home."

The author has something to say: the same sentence, the reviewers look at me, I wish you a lot of money in the New Year!Have fun every day!

I'm tired of saying the three words Xiaoboxing.

Xiao Bo remembers his revenge, Sheng Jianghe's desperate rest of his life mode has been activated.

I am already very shy to say the three words of hair tonic. (Ahahahahaha, if you have hair tonic, you can throw me two, and if you don’t have hair tonic, you can give it to me. I am so capable, I hope to be praised, hahaha~)

I really like to write, and I like everyone to read. I am really honored and happy.

Just like posting on QQ Zone before, I have to go home to watch after school, how many people like me, and how many people comment.

If it exceeds the psychological expectation, the cheekbones will rise to the sky.I'm getting older, but I'm still the same.Ha ha.

Yoshi, Shouyue Sang, another hand grenade from my hometown, I am so happy, thank you~

(Am I a bit mentally ill)

感谢观阅，鞠躬~感谢在2021-02-1209:18:17~2021-02-1213:51:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Lan Lan;

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Lan Lan, 452633591;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：苏亚20瓶；朝朝早早15瓶；叶云棠5瓶；LXJ3瓶；468652172瓶；凌晨撒欢的仙人1瓶；非常感谢大家对我的支持，我会继续努力的！