I Treat You Like Buddies

The living room light was on, and the light pierced Du Jiu's eyes. After adapting, a figure appeared in front of him, looking at him condescendingly, with a long posture and cold eyebrows. Who else could be besides the president's father.

Du Jiuse flinched, and whispered: "No, I accidentally fell." After saying that, he struggled to stand up. He straightened up, and there was a sharp pain in his right leg.

Unexpectedly, he would get rid of himself on the first day of employment.

"Do you really think about changing the world? I can take a loan on credit, and the interest is easy to negotiate!"

He is absolutely incompatible with this world!

system:"…"

The president's father frowned and stretched out a hand to support him: "What's the matter? What about Wang Ma?"

Du Jiu stiffened, not daring to put all the weight on him, and trembling throat obediently replied: "I stepped on or stepped on the air, and fell off. It is midnight, Wang Ma and the others have already rested."

The president's father took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He didn't bother with this issue anymore. He picked him up with one hand and walked to the sofa and put it down.

Du Jiu carefully climbed the arm of the president's father, feeling the bulging muscles under his hand, and gave the president's father a compliment in his heart. The twelve-year-old looked thin, but not light, and the president's father was light and relaxed with one hand. Song picked him up, and it turned out to be the male lead, beyond the reach of ordinary people.

As I was thinking, a tingling pain came, and I saw that the president's father had already grasped his calf, squeezing left and right, apparently undergoing an examination. Du Jiu gritted his teeth in pain, but did not dare to scream.

The young boy's soft black hair was wet with sweat, pressed against his cheeks, his brows wrinkled because of forbearance, his eyes were filled with a hazy mist, his lower lip was bitten so white, his face was flushed on the contrary.

Huo Dashao twisted his eyebrows, lightened his movements, and concluded: "Broken calf." He stretched out his hand to stroke the young man's forehead, felt the heat of his hand, and his voice sank, "Do you know if you have a fever?"

The teenager was shocked, and explained with a panic: "I have been fine in the afternoon and in the afternoon. It only burned in the middle of the night... I wanted to go downstairs to take some medicine, but I accidentally fell..."

After speaking, he pursed his lips, his eyes filled with infinite annoyance, annoyed that he had caused trouble.

"I'm sorry." He lowered his head.

Huo Dashao understood the character of his stepbrother, and didn't say much. He just got up and took off his coat and threw it on the side of the sofa. Then he walked towards the kitchen and made a call.

Du Jiu admired the handsome figure of the president's father swinging his clothes and stepping, and muttered the system silently in his heart: "Hurry up, let's get an analgesic."

System mechanical sound: "All inventory items have been turned in."

"I know that the points are cleared and rewards are blocked. No need to remind, thank you." Du Jiu gritted his teeth, Qin Jiuzhao is not a bad person!

"Charge first."

The system is selfless and selfless: "This system is not deceitful and does not accept credit."

Without saying anything, Du Jiu poked the complaint button directly: "Hello, Supervision Department? Here—"

"Please check a pack of powerful analgesics!" This time I changed my system and gritted my teeth.

"-It's okay, it's just a sympathy, comrades have worked hard." Du Jiu smiled and cut off the communication.

As soon as the painkiller was used, the pain of fracture disappeared. Du Jiu felt comfortable and comforted the system: "Don't worry, I won't say it, after all, we are close partners."

As soon as the system breathed a sigh of relief, Du Jiu continued to say: "So, yours is mine, and mine is mine."

System: "..." To die!

At this moment, Huo Dashao walked out of the kitchen with a glass of water in his hand and handed it to him, motioning him to hold it.

Du Jiu quickly took it over, wrapped his hands around, for fear of falling.

"Doctor Zhou will come here in a while, you are waiting here." Huo Da Shao lifted his coat and was about to go upstairs.

"Brother..." Du Jiu yelled softly, and when Huo Dashao looked at him, he whispered and said, "Thank you, brother." He looked directly at Huo Dashao with all his courage.

The boy's eyes are black and white, and his curled eyelashes are long and dense, full of gratitude.

Huo Dashao was startled, stretched out his hand and patted the top of his head, soothing him: "It's okay, I will come down soon."

Gratitude turned into surprise in an instant.

Huo Dashao remembered that they were getting along on weekdays, and it was rare for a trace of guilt to rise in his heart. There are rumors that Huo Dashao and his father Huo are at odds, and he hates the oil bottles brought by his stepmother and stepmother. In fact, he doesn't feel much about his father remarrying. When the two got married, he was studying abroad. There is no idle time to bother.

When the two of them sank into the sea, he had only seen the stepmother twice in total, and he had no impression of the stepbrother. It was not until he had to come back to take over the company that he saw the stepbrother for the first time at the funeral.

He looked a bit like his stepmother, and looked pretty well-behaved, so he let people stay, a child who couldn't get in the way, and the Huo family couldn't afford it.

After four years of raising, not to mention how many feelings he has, but because of his usual understanding and understanding, he can be regarded as acquiescing to this younger brother.

But as the child grows up, maybe I should watch more...

Huo Dashao thought as he went upstairs.

Du Jiu was really surprised. He didn't expect the president's father to be a good person, not the kind of cool and arrogant type he thought.

"The great wheel of the times is rolling. You have been in the small black room for three years, and you are already out of date. The cool and arrogant character set has long been out of fashion. Now it is popular. Find some tutorials for you."

Affectionate and single-minded to make girls?

Isn't this talking about a male second like him? The first man has taken this route, how can the second man live?

"The second male is in charge of the second female or assists. Basically, there is not much emotional entanglement with the female lead."

Well, just changed the target, it doesn't matter, anyway, he is only responsible for playing the other party, letting the plot develop according to the established process, and it is the same as who expresses affection.

The doctor lived in the residential area next door and came quickly. He carefully checked Du Jiu and confirmed that it was a broken leg.

The doctor's surname is Zhou, a kind middle-aged man with glasses and a kind face. He is also the father of the male No. 4 Doctor Xiao Zhou. Later, there was a scene of the female lead running away. It was the male No. 4 Xiao Zhou who let the female lead go.

According to the setting, the Zhou family has been family doctors of the Huo family for generations, until the fourth man was fired because he was carrying the president’s father to help the hostess. It is said that he would do the same when he changed to Du Jiu, and put a man who had a crush on his daughter-in-law. Wasn’t this sick all the time?

Doctor Zhou helped him straighten his bones and put some medicine on him. He was in a plaster cast, and the president's father, who had changed his clothes, walked down.

Huo Dashao, who had faded from his formal suit, had a milder breath. There was also a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, showing a bit of gentleness, but when he thought that he could start with the hostess who was raising his daughter, Du Jiu decisively added it. Two words perverted.

"How about it, isn't it serious?"

"Except for the more serious fractures of the calf, the other places are not very badly injured. The bruises on the back should be smeared and pushed away and rubbed." Doctor Zhou fixed the plaster and got up and took out the thermometer from Du Jiu's mouth. After looking at it, "Thirty-eight degrees two, you need an infusion."

"Go to the room."

Huo Dashao bent over to hug Du Jiu, carefully avoiding his injury, and hugged the standard princess.

Du Jiu has experienced many worlds, and he has forgotten what shame is. He doesn't feel any awkwardness at all. Especially in the last world, let alone the princess hug, all kinds of hugs have been tried. Qin Jiuzhao's servant is a beast at all, three hundred years old. , He was forced to unlock all the poses, only he could not think of it, without Qin Jiuzhao, it would be nothing to hold a princess.

But now he is Huo Jiu. First, he was stiff and stiff for a moment. By the way, he carefully glanced at the face of the president's father before he relaxed and gently hugged the president's father's neck.

Going upstairs, Du Jiu gently tugged on the shirt of the president's father, and whispered: "Xiao Hua is in my room. She is asleep. Don't disturb her."

As a qualified male number two, the heroine must always be on the lips and in the heart.

Huo Dashao paused and walked to the right corridor with him in his arms.

Du Jiuben thought he would take him to the guest room, and was a little surprised when he saw the door, it turned out to be the president's father's own room!

The second floor of the villa is divided into east and west sides. Generally, Huo Jiu’s activity area is only on the left, and on the right is the site of the president's father. The hostess Xiaohua was also with him at first, and then moved to the next door to the president's father, and then later with the president's father. The room is out.

The president's father once again showed his extraordinary arm strength, and instead used one hand to hold Du Jiu's waist tightly, and quickly opened the door with one hand.

When switching back to the princess' hug, she frowned and said, "I'm too skinny. Don't be picky eaters in the future."

Du Jiu pursed his lips and protested with a slight aggrieved voice: "I'm not picky eaters, I have a good meal." As he said, he raised his eyes and glanced at the face of the president's father.

Huo Dashao hugged him and put him on the bed, and pushed his glasses with his fingers, his expression faint: "If you say it, I will confirm it personally."

Du Jiu was frustrated at first, and then startled. He looked up at him quickly and distinguished the meaning of his words. When he realized that he didn't know what he meant, he said with joy: "Really? Will you eat with me in the future?"

The beautiful face of the young boy was full of surprises, and his beautiful black eyes were completely invisible to the gloomy and surprisingly bright.

Huo Dashao felt that perhaps because he had drunk some wine before, he was inexplicably sensual tonight, and stretched out his hand to rub the soft top of the young man's hair: "Really, I will try to go home to eat with you in the future."

"There are little flowers." Du Jiu emphasized specially. Helping male and female leaders to brush up on each other's sense of existence is also a quality that a qualified male second should have.

Huo Dashao settled down and lay down: "It seems that you are getting along well."

Du Jiu smiled shyly and with a bit of shyness: "Little Flower is very cute." Because of the fever, he didn't pretend to blush.

Huo Dashao raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

He hung up the water and sent Dr. Zhou away. Du Jiu looked at Huo Dashao who was sitting by the bed and brushing the tablet, and said carefully: "Brother, go to bed first. When the medicine drips out, I will pull out the needle by myself."

Huo Dashao didn't look up: "I still have a job. If you are sleepy, go to bed first."

If you care about him, just talk straight, and still work. Don't think that he is playing games without him. Don't be too obvious!

Why does every president's personality have to be proud?

Du Jiu murmured in his heart and closed his eyes with a face on his face.

The author has something to say: Qin Jiuzhao: I am not in the rivers and lakes, and my legends are circulating in the rivers and lakes.