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Wen Chenxi seemed to have absolute patience with Zhuang Yanyu.

If this is an ongoing endurance test, then he feels that as long as the opponent is Zhuang Yanyu, he will definitely be able to win the first place.

Perhaps it was because of his patience and gentleness that Zhuang Yanyu gradually stabilized his bewildered heart.

On the contrary, when Wen Chenxi was hesitating whether to proceed to the next step, Zhuang Yanyu put his arms around his waist and refused to let him leave.

Zhuang Yanyu's mind was full of thoughts, anyway, it's not the first time to help each other, so it's okay.

But there is a vague intuition that this time it should be more than just helping each other.

Wen Chenxi's voice was as low as whispering in his ear: "Yuyu, I'm now... not in good brother mode."

Although Zhuang Yanyu's head was a little fuzzy, the desire to get close to the other party prevailed in his heart, and he could hear this sentence very clearly: "...I know."

Of course he knew it was not a good brother model.

Didn't Ah Xi fail to switch?

Now Ah Xi is his boyfriend, and only a boyfriend can kiss like this for so long, hug for so long, and...kiss all kinds of places.

A good brother shouldn't be able to do this, right?

Zhuang Yanyu's words reached his ears, causing Wen Chenxi to pause for a moment.

He felt that in this endurance test, he seemed to have succeeded.

He got first place.

So now, he seems to be able to have the glory and rewards that belong to the first place.

"Xiaoyu." He kissed each other carefully, wanting to tell him all his love.

"Yuyu..."

"I am here."

"I love you."

"……oh."

Zhuang Yanyu felt that he should also say something, but the other party's kiss almost suffocated him, his head was empty, and the brain timer had been lost somewhere.

He lost his soul along with it.

The next morning, when Zhuang Yanyu woke up, it was already 9 o'clock.

He stared at the ceiling with his eyes open for a moment in a daze, and only after the daze of getting up passed and his brain restarted did he turn his head.

Zhuang Yanyu thought to himself, has the timer in his brain really broken?

He really doesn't know what time it is now.

He turned his gaze to look for his cell phone.

The mobile phone placed by the bed just vibrated several times.

The notification tone has been turned off, but judging from the frequency of the vibration, it should be a WeChat message rather than a phone call.

He stretched out his hand from under the quilt and reached to the head of the bed to get his phone.

With his rich observation skills, he saw a few marks on the white arm at a glance.

Zhuang Yanyu paused.

After a pause like this, a hand stretched out from behind him, helped him take the mobile phone by the bedside, and put it in his hand.

Zhuang Yanyu turned his head, silently glanced at the man behind him, and then looked down at his phone.

Wen Chenxi's eyes were full of love and a smile.

He embraced the person in his arms: "Yuyu."

Zhuang Yanyu looked at his phone and ignored him.

Wen Chenxi: "Xiaoyu."

Zhuang Yanyu clicked on the WeChat message.

There are many, many WeChat messages, 99+.

Among them, the company's WeChat group has thousands of messages.

Zhuang Yanyu remembered that since yesterday afternoon, the company's WeChat group has been frantically swiping messages.

Because he was skiing in the afternoon, he saw the news from the company group, and there was no private chat, so he didn't click on it, and planned to read it after returning to the hotel at night.

After returning to the hotel in the evening, he was supposed to watch it, but he was so preoccupied with sending a video to Comrade Lao Zhuang, and then discussing health care plans with Papa Wen, and finally with Ah Xi...that he forgot.

In short, he didn't get a single message in time, and as a result, more than 3,000 messages were posted.

Zhuang Yanyu ignored the group messages first, and clicked on the private chat message.

There are also a lot of private chat messages.

Qin Yiyuan and some colleagues in the company sent "Happy National Day".

And Zhou Quan sent several consecutive messages asking him where to go on National Day and if he wants to go to the movies together.

Even Supervisor Xu, Ji Zhiyuan, and Li Xi sent him messages.

Zhuang Yanyu typed fast, and after replying one by one, it was the turn of Dad Wen's WeChat message.

Last night after Wen Jingzhong told him about the method of removing dampness with ginger, he told Wen Jingzhong to try it, and the two stopped talking.

No, early this morning, Wen Jingzhong couldn't wait to come over and ask him about his reaction after putting the ginger slices on.

Papa Wen can't wait to happily share with each other's health-preserving philosophy with his new Wangnian friends.

"Papa Wen: After posting, do you feel the warmth on the soles of your feet and stomach?"

"Papa Wen: And it's still warm to the touch."

"Father Wen: If you can't stick it, I'll give you a few herbal medicine bags later, put ginger slices in a cloth bag, stuff a few more, and put them on your feet like socks."

Zhuang Yanyu: "..."

Zhuang Yanyu thought with a blank face: After the 'sticking', not only the soles of the feet and the stomach are hot.

But the whole body is hot.

It's not ginger that sticks, it's people.

Seeing that Zhuang Yanyu ignored him, Wen Chenxi put his head on his shoulder, and whispered, "Xiaoyu, Yuyu."

It was as if Zhuang Yanyu was deaf, and he just ignored him.

Wen Chenxi sighed in distress: "Oops, Yuyu's ears, have you activated some device that blocks all sounds?"

Zhuang Yanyu's ears moved quietly.

Wen Chenxi seemed to be talking to himself: "Then how can we open this shielding device?"

Zhuang Yanyu didn't turn around, still holding the mobile phone in his hand, but no one replied to the message at this moment, and his mind was not even on the mobile phone.

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