After Being Reborn, The Sick and Tender Lord Always Rips Off My Vest

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"If you don't listen to me, I will let the workers remodel your bedroom by the way." Qi Xing said slowly.

Qiao Yunduo pulled the quilt, revealing a pair of resentful eyes, "No."

"Then go to bed." Qi Xing stood up and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, "When I come out of the shower, give me the floor."

Qiao Yunduo looked at him in surprise, "Huh?"

"Why, I am such a person who doesn't understand the rules in your eyes?" Qi Xing glanced at her.

Qiao Yunduo happily crawled onto the 1.8 meter big bed, "No, no."

There were several shouts in the next room, Qiao Yunduo pricked up his ears and listened, "Huh?"

It seems to be the young master Youxin.

"I don't sleep on the floor!" Youxin looked at Ning Yunai angrily.

The man had just taken a shower and was sitting at the table drinking slowly in cotton dark striped pajamas. Hearing this, he smiled, "Neither do I."

Youxin glared at him, and quickly lay down on the bed to occupy the big bed, "My bed!"

Ning Yunai smiled, "Okay, yours, I'm going to have a meeting with my colleagues soon, don't make a sound."

Youxin said that as long as he sleeps in his own bed, he can do anything.

Ning Yunai clicked on the video conference, and after a few words, began to discuss the plan for Monday's surgery.

Youxin was originally playing games, but she was afraid that her shouting would affect Ning Yunai, so she had to watch anime with headphones.

Ning Yunai's eyes fell on the young man, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he deliberately recorded the meeting.

Then wait until the meeting is over, put the recording on a loop, and pretend it's still working.

Youxin was wearing headphones and couldn't really hear it. How could he know that it was a recording, and he couldn't bear to fall asleep.

The earphones are still on, and the earphone wire is wrapped around the neck a few times.

Ning Yunai turned off the recording, walked over gently, unlocked the headphones, turned off the lights, and went to bed.

This is your bed, let me take a nap.

——

"Sheng, Sheng Sheng... There's someone next door."

"Shh, Ah Ye whisper, they won't be able to hear it."

"It doesn't hurt, Sheng Sheng hurts me, Sheng Sheng lightly, lightly..."

"Aye is so hard, is it because of me?"

The man hummed lowly, and then groaned again, with a crying voice, "No, it hurts too much."

An Sheng let go and patted Bo Jinye's leg, "It seems that I have to find a time every week to practice yoga with you alone."

"The bones rattle every time they move."

Bo Jinye was lying on the bed in a devastated state, without any business.

How could such a terrible thing exist in this world.

Yoga, the scariest thing.

None of him is painless now.

An Sheng smiled and lay beside him, hooking the man's hair, "Tired?"

"Men can't say they are tired." Bo Jinye was wronged.

"But men can say it hurts, Sheng Sheng makes me hurt so much."

An Sheng laughed and leaned over to kiss him, "Yes, because I love you."

Bo Jinye lay down with his arms around him, "Is Shengsheng going to worship Buddha tomorrow?"

"Well, I'll go to the master to calculate our marriage." An Sheng said seriously.

Bo Jinye shouted again, "Me and Shengsheng, we, we are..."

The man shouted a few times and then dropped his voice. The last four words, Jin Yuliangyuan, were very unconvincing.

An Sheng looked gentle, "What are we?"

Bo Jinye hugged her tightly, not daring to speak.

He wanted to say they were made in heaven, but he couldn't.

"We are a good match between golden and jade, a match made in heaven and earth, Luanfeng and Ming, and a fake puppet." An Sheng took his words and coaxed gently.

Bo Jinye's voice trembled, "Are we?"

"Is Ah Ye so unconfident in us? Is it not for me, or for myself?" An Sheng smiled and pressed the man's forehead.

Bo Jinye hugged her tightly, "I have confidence."

"Aye, don't be afraid."

——

The next morning, room service woke them up, "Breakfast is ready."

Yuxin woke up in a daze, opened his eyes, and was facing the strange pajamas.

Further up, there is a handsome and disgusting face.

Ning Yunai was awakened by You Xin's scream, a trace of impatience flashed in Leng You's eyes, her cold face was extremely sinister, "Shut up."

Youxin had never seen Ning Yunai like this before, and looked at him blankly.

This guy is so angry when he wakes up!

The doctor closed his eyes again, breathing steadily, and Yuxin cautiously got out of bed and slipped away.

Next door, Qiao Yunduo lay in bed and didn't want to move, "Well, I don't believe in Buddhism..."

Qi Xing has already washed and dressed neatly, sitting by the bed and poking the quilt, "If you don't believe in Buddhism, get up and have a look."

"I don't want to go..." The girl's voice was troubled, and she shrank back under the quilt.

"You think, if you can't afford it, I will poke you." Qi Xing's voice was threatening.

Qiao Yunduo hummed and covered the quilt over his head.

Qi Xing leaned down and whispered through the quilt, "Qiao Yunduo, if you don't get up again, I will sleep with you tonight."

The soft voice was in my ear.

The warm breath seemed to blow through the quilt to his face, Qiao Yunduo woke up suddenly, pulled the quilt away, turned his face, and faced Qi Xing.

He subconsciously turned around and lay down on the pillow.

"Okay, get up quickly, don't delay the affairs of Mr. Bo and Mrs. Bo." Qi Xing curved his lips.

Qiao Yunduo quickly got up and went to wash.

After everyone was ready, Ning Yunai went to the Buddhist temple without waiting for him before he got up.

Not many people came to offer incense today. There were pedestrians in twos and threes on the mountain road, and the bells of the ancient temple came from afar, bringing a solemn atmosphere.

Even Youxin didn't dare to escape, and walked honestly.

On the mountain road, there was a grey-robed Taoist priest with his sleeves rolled up, leaning on a reclining chair and leisurely looking at passers-by.

When his eyes caught sight of An Sheng and Bo Jinye, his eyes flickered, and he sat forward with his eyes fixed on them, his expressions somewhat intriguing.

With such a strong gaze, An Sheng could naturally notice it and looked at it lightly.

He looked at the Taoist priest and dragged Bo Jinye to the side of the road.

"Little Master, setting up a fortune-telling booth at the entrance of the Buddhist temple is truly a realm." An Sheng sat down with a smile.

Youxin looked over for unknown reasons, "What's wrong? Don't go to worship Buddha?"

"You go first, I'll rest here and then go to find you." An Sheng turned back.

You Xin snorted, Bo Jinye motioned for Qi Xing to bring someone up, and then sat next to An Sheng, "Sheng Sheng?"

"I didn't set up a stall, I just rested here." The young Taoist spoke slowly.

"Then why is the little master staring at the two of us?" An Sheng asked directly.

"I want to make some money from you, let's do the math?" the Taoist priest asked with great interest.

Bo Jinye sneered, "You said just now that you are not setting up a stall."

"I really am not, but I can make money without setting up a stall." The Taoist shrugged.

An Sheng was a little interested, "Okay, how do you say it, whether it is to look at the eight characters or what."

"I, interpret the dream."