My Wife is the Infinite Game Boss

Arc 1 | Spirit World Company (13) |

Chen Mo became wary: "Why did you buy this?"

Tan Gui was extraordinarily candid: "Didn't I talk to you before? My boss is a little biased against me. I just want to be in case. I just want to protect myself, not do anything bad."

Chen Mo looked at the male college student's face, which looked like spring flowers. Tan Gui squatted there and looked up at him. His handsome eyebrows looked like landscape paintings under the light, his eyebrows were like green indigo, his nose was like a mountain, and his thin and graceful red lips were like walking in the snow to look for plum blossoms. The dotted red plum in the picture makes people salivate when they see it, and it is difficult to hold back the feeling of kissing it.

Chen Mo deeply agreed with Tan Gui's words: "Boys really need to protect themselves outside, especially good-looking young boys like you."

Chen Mo had no idea what Director Tan of the company looked like. Thinking about it carefully, he seemed to be a greasy middle-aged man who was recently divorced. Although Director Tan's sexual orientation seems to be female, his children are so good-looking that they might even break up with a straight man, not to mention such an indecisive and greasy middle-aged man who cannot resist temptation at all.

As someone who has experienced this, he warned Tan Gui: "If your boss makes things difficult for you and you are wronged, tell me, don't endure it yourself and resolutely reject the unspoken rules of the workplace."

Tan Gui, who would go to pieces when his boss was challenged, responded obediently: "I will do it."

Chen Mo made a phone call: "You don't have to wait for tomorrow. I asked my friend to send one over and bring me the medicine by the way. That's what he does." Tan Gui had been shopping with him for so long, and because of his He gave up going to the supermarket because of him, he couldn't let the other person go home disappointed.

The person who received his call was confused: "Medicine? What medicine do you want?"

Who else could make their young master hurt? And what does the young master mean by the voice recorder?

Chen Mo looked at Tan Gui, who was waiting quietly on the side, and hung up the phone quickly: "That's it anyway, please hurry up."

He sent a text message and asked the other party to come over without saying a word. As a superior, this is not a discussion, but a notification. Although he was confused about the situation, the other party still cooperated honestly, took action immediately, and strictly followed Chen Mo's orders.

Because Chen Mo was injured, Tan Gui immediately called the service staff in the store. When they saw such a minor injury, the staff were quite surprised, but they had never seen anything like this before, and they knew enough not to say a single unnecessary word.

She only thoughtfully packed the clothes Chen Mo asked for: "Have a good rest and we will deliver them to your door."

Tan Gui asked the clerk: "Can I take a ride when delivering goods?" In fact, it is only 1km from the mall to the company dormitory, but if you sprain your foot, it is best not to walk.

Under the hint of Chen Mo's eyes behind him, the Lop-eared Rabbit clerk opened his eyes and told lies: "I'm sorry, the work car cannot be used by other people, and some clothes need to be transferred, which will cause a longer delay."

Ten minutes later, a man in a formal dress arrived at the mall in a stretched luxury car. He respectfully and politely presented the ointment and a small box that Chen Mo wanted with both hands, and then silently retreated. Before Tan Gui had time to talk to the person, the other person disappeared in an instant.

Chen Mo personally handed the small box to Tan Gui: "Your voice recorder."

Tan Gui directly put the box aside: "I'll help you apply the medicine." He rolled up Chen Mo's socks again and frowned at the red and swollen area: "Why does it feel a little more serious than before?"

Chen Mo:......

That was of course because he had just deliberately aggravated the injury and accidentally overdid it. Otherwise, it would be just a little red and swollen. If he hadn't controlled the wound, it would have been all healed in half a second. There would be no way to wait for Tan Gui to apply medicine to him. In fact, if it hadn't been for his whim, there would have been no traces of sprains on his body.

Chen Mo said guiltily: "Maybe it's because I accidentally twisted it again when I stood up."

The clerk said he couldn't hitchhike, and Chen Mo's friend who was delivering the goods walked very fast. After talking, he decided to spend a lot of money to take a taxi, but for some reason, no one took the order on the car rental software.

The cold ointment was melted by warm fingers, and it was evenly applied on the wound with gentle movements. There was obviously no ambiguous movement, but Chen Mo just felt that the place where the skin met was particularly hot.

Tan Gui stopped: "Why is the redness and swelling spreading? Do you feel itchy? Are you allergic to the medicine?"

"No, I feel the medicine is quite comfortable. Maybe it's because my skin is relatively fragile." Chen Mo reluctantly closed his hand. No, if he controls the position of the wound like this, the secret will definitely be revealed.

He immediately changed the subject: "It's very late now and the medicine has been taken. Let's walk back."

Chen Mo deliberately looked strong and stubborn, and stood up suddenly while holding on to the handle of the sofa: "Look, I can do it!"

He continued to perform: "You walk slower later and help me walk slowly. There will definitely be no problem."

Chen Mo's expression was weak but strong. He said he wanted to leave, but he never raised his feet. He kept thinking silently in his heart: quickly and thoughtfully said to carry him back!

Tan Gui put the box containing the recording pen into the system space, and then hugged Chen Mo horizontally: "It's impossible to carry it on your back. This is the spiritual world. If you carry it on your back, you might turn into a ghost, and then go out of your way." The weight on his back became heavier and heavier until his back was crushed.

He couldn't resist and said: "Brother Chen Mo, you can't walk, let me carry you back. It's easier to slide down when you carry it, but it's more stable when you hold it."

Tan Gui's plan to go back on his own was the result of his scheming. If he succeeded, he would be happy but not surprised. But when he was picked up, Chen Mo was surprised and happy all of a sudden, and his heart was struck by romance for a moment. While his body was suddenly suspended in the air, the little deer in his heart was also racing wildly with excitement.

Chen Mo grabbed Tan Gui's sleeve. The young master's cold porcelain face was already as bright as a peach blossom. He buried his head in Tan Gui's extraordinarily stable arms, listening to the rhythmic heartbeat of the other party. His heartbeat He also gradually became in tune with the other person, one step, two steps... his happiness level skyrocketed.

In Tan Gui's warm and powerful embrace, Chen Mo changed from a capable elder brother to an obedient and well-behaved younger brother: "Well, I will listen to you."