The Boss Became My Three-year-old Son

The originally magnificent hall was now in a mess, the huge crystal lamp shattered all over the floor, and the wounded were sent to ambulances one after another.

With the assistance of the medical staff, Qin Hao carried Yan Jingyang into the ambulance, and Tang Su anxiously followed. But Zheng Jiebin stayed in the hotel to help deal with the chaos of control.

The medical staff stopped the blood on Yan Jingyang's head, his eyes were closed tightly, his cold face was pale, and even his thin lips lost his blood.

Tang Su sat next to him, his eyes drooping, his gaze stuck tightly to Yan Jingyang's body, especially when he touched the blood stains on his clothes, he couldn't help holding his fingertips on both sides tightly.

Qin Hao was breathing a little bit. He glanced at Tang Su who was opposite, and he was still in shock. He was also on the scene when the accident happened just now, but he was not standing under the chandelier. At that time, he saw his own Yan always rushed to Tang Su desperately, protecting the person under his body.

He has been with Yan Jingyang for several years, and he understands his character. His coldness is not only from the outside, but also from the inside. As the head of the Shengjing Group, where is the kindness?

Once, Yan Jingyang made his opponent's company almost bankrupt without blinking his eyes. Now the opponent is still struggling, not because Yan Jingyang's men are merciful, but because Yan Jingyang said that the enemy's prolonged panting would be more uncomfortable than a single blow.

At the same time, he also saw what Yan Jingyang was like. Without leaving any affection, he directly expelled his father from the Shengjing Group. Moreover, he was not only cruel to others, but also cruel to himself. He had never seen a self-disciplined person like Yan Jingyang.

However, such a cold and ruthless Yan Jingyang who did not look at anyone in his eyes, did not hesitate just now, and pounced on Tang Su.

Really, it's dead!

......

In the ward, the doctor had already left, and the blood on Yan Jingyang's wound had already stopped. The wound he encountered was a bit long, but fortunately it was not deep. Because the injury was to the head, the doctor needs to wait for Yan Jingyang to wake up and check again to confirm the situation.

"Miss Tang, your clothes are dirty and I am here. Why don't you go back to rest first, Mr. Yan wakes up, I will inform you again." Qin Hao said.

Tang Su found out that Yan Jingyang's blood had been stained on his dress. It was solidified and turned dark red, which was very conspicuous on the light blue and light blue skirt.

But at this time, where does Tang Su care about clothes?

She shook her head, "No, I'm here to wait for him to wake up. Yan Jingyang needs you to help him deal with such a big incident at the hotel."

Qin Hao looked positive when he saw Tang Su, and thought that after Yan Jingyang woke up, he would be more willing to see Tang Su, so he didn't insist, "Okay, then Mr. Yan will ask you Miss Tang."

"This is what I should do." If it weren't for Yan Jingyang, the person lying on the bed now must be her.

After Qin Hao left, Tang Su sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed.

She shook Yan Jingyang's hand. The back of his hand was scratched by the crystal glass. There were many scars on it, and it was now bandaged. She put his hands gently on the sides to make him more comfortable.

Tang Su looked at Yan Jingyang and observed him so carefully for the first time.

His eyes are closed, and the angular outline still carries a hard and cold breath. As an adult, he is not at all as white and tender as when he was three years old. Moreover, he is also overbearing to death, and likes to play tricks. Don't think she doesn't know, he used to say that he likes her because of the complete recovery of his body.

She had always thought this way, even if he said it nicely, she still made up her mind not to be fooled by him.

However, Yan Jingyang was so mind-blowing. He exchanged his life with her. If she didn't surrender, would he be **** off by her?

Tang Su sighed slightly, leaning close to his ear, Qing Ling's voice was a little soft, a little soft, and said softly: "Don't have anything to do, when you wake up, we..." Tang Su Shuirun A bit shy in her black and bright apricot eyes, "I am your girlfriend."

After finishing speaking, Tang Su sat back on the chair, and only then did his little face that had been scared pale before regaining some blood.

Seeing that the corners of Yan Jingyang's mouth seemed to be cracked, she took the cotton swab on the side, moistened it with a little water, and carefully wiped off the blood on it.

At this time, the door of the ward was opened from the outside.

Tang Su turned his head and looked over. A middle-aged man came in.

"you are......"

The middle-aged man glanced at Tang Su. He walked to the side of the hospital bed, looked at Yan Jingyang for a while, and then said to Tang Su: "I am the housekeeper of the Yan family. The master saw the news and knew that an accident had happened. I specifically ordered me to come and visit the young and old."

"After the young man woke up, you helped me tell him that the young man was sick and the old man couldn't get out of his body, so let me come over and see his condition." The middle-aged man pretended to play the non-existent dust on his body, in a tone of voice. Arrogantly, "You should know how to convey it?"

In the eyes of this middle-aged man, a pretty little girl like Tang Su must be just a woman playing with Yan Jingyang, and his tone inevitably brought a bit of arrogance.

Tang Su's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled, "Why should I convey this to you?"

The other party's attitude was arrogant, and what she said made her unhappy. What does it mean that Young Master is sick, and there is no time to see Yan Jingyang. Looking at the butler's demeanor, there is no sign of tightness at all, and what he said is not worthy of belief.

She said coldly, "Also, please lower your volume a bit. This is the ward."

She was angry.

Be angry for Yan Jingyang.

"You..." The housekeeper didn't expect Tang Su to hear that he was the housekeeper of the Yan family and still carry it like this. Does she not understand what the Yan family represents in City B? As the steward of the Yan family, many people also look at his face.

"If you want to say those things just now, then you can ask you to leave." Tang Su coldly cast his face.

The housekeeper laughed angrily, "Little girl, it's not a good thing to be arrogant." He snorted, and then left.

Tang Su closed the door, she frowned, a little puzzled, how did such a person become the steward of the Yan family? Moreover, she knew that Yan Jingyang's relationship with his father was not good, but she didn't expect it to be bad. He was injured and the other party, as the father, just sent someone to take a look.

No wonder, Yan Jingyang has never told her about the Yan family.

Because this is a book about the heroine's rebirth and counterattack, the most important thing in it is the description of Song Xinyan, everything that happened is related to her, and there is not much to say about Yan Jingyang's affairs, nor too much description. . Whether it was what happened on her mother's Fang Qing's birthday last time, or the accident of the chandelier falling down this time, they are not in the book.

Therefore, Tang Su did not know many things about Yan Jingyang. Moreover, because she was wearing it, the direction of the plot in the book has been different.

Now, since she decided to be with Yan Jingyang, even if she met the heroine Song Xinyan later, she would not take a step back.

......

Tang Su was awakened by the crash.

She raised her head from the side of the bed lying on her stomach, her dark eyes were hazy, with deep sleepiness.

"I woke you up?" A husky voice came from beside.

Tang Su woke up in an instant. She turned her head and looked at him, "Yan Jingyang, are you awake?" Rubbing her eyes, her black eyes became clearer, and she realized that the deep outline of Yan Jingyang in front of her was a bit less cold. , The appearance turned out to be very green and immature.

This is... what a boy looks like.

"Does your head hurt?" Tang Su was stunned before coming back to his senses.

Yan Jingyang's lips were white, and his sharp eyebrows softened a little, "It hurts," he said.

"But when I think of you saying that you like me, it doesn't hurt that much." He looked at her and pulled people to his side, deep in the darkness of his eyes, there was intense beauty, "Tang Su, you have to say what you say. I've said it, like me."

He remembered it all.

Don't think that if his head is smashed, he will forget.

The dense, black eyelashes trembled slightly, and Tang Su's snow-white face slowly became flushed, "Yeah."

Yan Jingyang's black eyes instantly brightened, and his thin lips were raised high, "You are my girlfriend."

"Yeah." Tang Su responded.

"I'm your boyfriend." He curled his lips.

"Ok."

The hard outline softened, and his eyes were stained with smiles. Yan Jingyang touched Tang Su's small face with his hand wrapped in white gauze, "We are together now."

"Yeah." Tang Su continued to answer.

His chest is full of joy. He usually doesn't like to eat sweets, but at this moment, a heart seems to be soaked in a honey jar, so refreshing that he is full of energy.

Fuck, it's worth getting smashed this time!

His eyes are very bright and bright.

Bending down, he must pick up Tang Su.

"What are you doing?" Tang Su flinched back in fright. "Your head is hurt. Don't move around. What if you get a wound later."

"I want to take you to bed, you don't feel comfortable sleeping on your stomach." Yan Jingyang said.

"I sleep on the sofa." Tang Su is ashamed to sleep in the same bed with him. There is a half-length sofa in the ward. She can sleep curled up on it, or she can ask the nurse to send an **** over.

Yan Jingyang glanced at the sofa over there, not knowing how many people had sat on it, and how many viruses and bacteria were left behind. The stiff eyebrows frowned, "No, if you sleep on the sofa, I will sleep with you."

He held her with his hand wrapped in white gauze, with a certain eager tone, "Tang Su, I have a headache, I want to sleep with you, and I won't do anything to you. Don't be afraid of me."

Yan Jingyang's lips were still pale, and his head was bandaged, Tang Su felt distressed when he looked at it.

After a long silence, Tang Su said, "But my clothes are dirty."

"I don't dislike you." Yan Jingyang replied immediately.

"Then... I don't need you to hold me, I go to bed by myself."

"Okay, come up by yourself." Yan Jingyang raised his eyebrows, his husky voice was a little cheerful.

Tang Su pursed her lips. She walked to the other side of the hospital bed. Under Yan Jingyang's dark eyes, she lifted the thin white quilt and sat on it. Because she was still wearing a dress skirt, her two white, smooth legs were immediately exposed.

She put her legs together neatly, seeming a little unhurried.

"You are hurt?"

Yan Jingyang's gaze fell on the girl's calf, and there was a light red scratch on it, which should have been scratched by the chandelier before.

Tang Su looked down, and then noticed that the wound was probably too shallow, and she didn't feel any pain.

Yan Jingyang's tender eyebrows frowned, damn, she was still injured, "I'll wipe the medicine for you." He said anxiously.

There is a potion on the table next to it, which should be prescribed by the doctor. After reading the above instructions, Yan Jingyang took the cotton swab and poured the potion on it. "You stretch your feet over."

Tang Su pulled the hem of his skirt, blushing, and said, "I...I can wipe it myself."

No matter where Yan Jingyang listened to her, he stretched out his hand and directly held the girl's excessively slender ankle. His fingers were slender and the knuckles were distinct, but there was no thin cocoon left by throwing him into the army training.

Yan Jingyang directly put Tang Su's foot on her thigh, then lowered her head, carefully helping her wipe the potion.

Tang Suxue's small face "squeezed" and flushed.

Someone stares at her feet so close, how can she not be shy? Secretly and shamefully picking the white sheets with his fingertips, his round and lovely toes curled up nervously.

Yan Jingyang's movements were very light and light. Rather than rubbing medicine, he was applying medicine and tapping the shallow wounds.

The girl's skin is very white, and even the complexion on her calf looks like it is soaked in snow, smooth and smooth, completely different from his rough and tight legs. Slender, pitiful and cute, he couldn't help lowering his head and blew lightly against the wound.

In the brightly lit ward, Tang Su's ears were red.

"Okay." The man held her calf in one hand, the temperature of the palm of his hand was a little high, it was so hot that she couldn't handle it, and her heart was messed up.

She moved her feet, trying to get them back.

Yan Jingyang stopped and threw away the cotton swab. He hugged Tang Su and lay down together, his hands were directly pulled over the thin quilt to cover the two of them, and he looked straight at her.

"Don't sleep with your arm around me." Tang Su wanted to take away the big hand that was around her waist.

Even with white gauze on his head, Yan Jingyang's handsomeness cannot be resisted.

His youthful face has distinct facial features, faintly revealing the hardness of an adult, and between his eyebrows the sharpness and arrogance that a young man should have, because he was injured, he is still a little sickly weak, so beautiful.

Yan Jingyang's Adam's apple slid up and down, and Qingzhi's voice seemed to be slightly hoarse during development, "I want to get closer to you."

With that, he shamelessly moved his body closer to Tang Su again.

Even though his body is not as broad and firm as an adult, but the pressure is still very strong, Tang Su's face flushed, and he wanted to push him away, "No, you are like this, I can't sleep... "

Yan Jingyang hooked her lips and pulled the quilt directly over the heads of the two people.

The quilt was filled with the faint fragrance of the girl's body. Yan Jingyang lowered his eyes, his apple slicked again, "Tang Su, I want to kiss you."

The young boy's thin body wrapped around her, and his breath was burning. He asked, "Would you like to kiss me?"

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