Quick Wear: The Crazy Host is the Paranoid's Treasure

Chapter 149 The Future Boss and His Beloved Child Bride 14

Ye Sui was slightly stunned when he heard this. After coming to his senses, he looked at Song Bojian seriously and said, "You can't get married."

Song Bojian hugged Ji Bai's arm: "You are jealous of me."

Ye Sui:........

He couldn't make sense of him, so he turned back to look at Li An and said, "You can't get married."

Ji Bai: "Yeah."

Ye Sui breathed a sigh of relief and spoke again: "Then we won't be friends. Can I be your servant?"

Ji Bai:?

Ye Sui scratched his head and said, "My Chinese is not very good. What I mean is that I want to be your dog."

Ji Bai:.........

Not as good as the previous word.

"No! He is going to marry me in the future. I will be in charge of all his affairs. I am his servant!" Song Bojian blocked Ji Bai behind him aggressively and looked at the person in front of him with a serious look.

Ye Sui was puzzled, but patiently explained: "I can have several servants. I don't mind your presence."

Song Bojian was furious, "He can only be mine!"

Ye Sui frowned: "You are being unreasonable."

Song Bojian's face turned red with anger, "He only likes me, not you."

Ye Sui: "It doesn't matter. My friends say I'm a very good person. Everyone who comes into contact with me likes me."

Song Bojian: "They are lying to you."

Ye Sui: "But everyone says so. Why do you doubt me? Is it because you don't have many friends?"

Song Bojian: "I have Li An, that's enough."

Ye Sui: "No wonder you think my friends are lying to me. It turns out it's because you don't have many friends who praise you."

Song Bojian opened his mouth, then closed it, then opened it again unwillingly, but was blocked and couldn't utter a word.

In the end, I was so anxious that I burst into tears.

Ye Sui thought for a while, then tilted his head slightly, looked at the exquisite doll behind Song Bojian, and asked seriously: "Do you like to make friends with people who cry a lot?"

Song Bojian's defenses were completely broken. He turned around and buried his head in Ji Bai's clavicle, crying. Tears as big as beans fell into the pit of Ji Bai's clavicle.

Ji Bai:.........

He raised his eyes to look at Ye Sui, whose gaze was sincere and without any distracting thoughts, and said slowly: "I don't like it."

Song Bojian stopped crying immediately, biting her upper lip with her lower lip, not daring to make any sound or shed a single tear.

His eyes and nose were red from holding back tears, and his round black eyes were filled with tears. He looked just like an abandoned puppy, and his appearance was so pitiful that it made people feel soft-hearted.

Ji Bai paused, then added: "But he can."

Song Bojian was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes brightened up a lot, and the feeling of surprise, satisfaction and joy filled his chest, but the next second, tears of grievance overflowed from his eyes. He reached out and hugged Ji Bai with a bear hug, and said stubbornly: "Baby and I are best friends."

Ye Sui said seriously behind him: "I just want to make friends with him, and his best friend can also be yours."

Song Bojian hugged Ji Bai tighter like a puppy guarding its food, "No!"

Ji Bai was strangled to the point of being unable to breathe. He looked at Ye Sui who was stubbornly trying to make friends with him and said, "I don't like you, so I don't want to be friends with you."

Ye Sui did not give up: "My friends said..."

Ji Bai interrupted him and said, "I don't want to."

Ye Sui suddenly pouted, and as he turned around and left, he shed a few tears: "Mom lied to me, going to school is not fun at all!"

818 smacked his lips: [Boss, this is the ninety-ninth person you've made cry.]

Ji Bai withdrew his gaze and bumped into the eyes that were sparkling for a moment as if they were shining with twinkling stars.

Song Bojian leaned over and kissed his face, then rubbed his chubby face with her cheek, "Baby, we are the best friends in the world."

Seeing that the person in his arms didn't say anything, his eyes immediately became aggrieved.

Ji Bai was silent for a moment, and finally said "hmm".

Song Bojian's pretty eyebrows curved immediately, and she gently rubbed his face again.

818 stroked his chin with his paw, thought for a while, and then asked: [Boss, do you like children? ]

Ji Bai was rubbed several times without any expression, and said without any hesitation: [I don’t like it.]

818 disagrees: [But you dote on Song Bojian very much. ]

Ji Bai: [Would you argue with someone whose IQ is only in the single digits? ]

818 looked at Song Bojian, who was being affectionate to Ji Bai like a puppy, and nodded after a moment of silence: [Boss, you are right.]

.........

From the first grade to the sixth grade, Ji Bai and Song Bojian went to school and went home together. Wherever Ji Bai was, Song Bojian would be by his side.

At first, Ye Sui still wanted to intervene, but let alone intervene, he couldn't even put half a foot between the delicate doll and Song Bojian.

The doll's hot water cup was always filled with water by Song Bojian, and the fruit desserts she ate were also carefully selected by Song Bojian. Even the servants couldn't get the job of peeling the fruits, let alone him.

When the doll was sleepy, Song Bojian would use his hand as a pillow. When the doll was tired, Song Bojian would pinch its shoulders and rub its back. Although the doll always refused, it could not resist Song Bojian's tears and coquettishness every time, and finally let him play with it.

Song Bojian's familiar procedures shocked Ye Sui.

Is this the prince that his mom told him not to mess with?

Later, as time went by, he gave up the idea of ​​getting involved.

Because there is really no way to interfere.

*

When they entered junior high school, Ji Bai and Song Bojian ranked first and second, and entered the same school, the same class, and sat at the same table.

When the two went to the new school, they once again caused a new sensation.

On the first day of school, there were already many classmates passing by the door of their classroom who were going to the toilet together.

The baby fat on Song Bojian's face was gone. The boy had dark eyes, a straight nose, thin lips, strong brow bones, and a thin jawline. The youthful vigor was somewhat suppressed by his nascent rebelliousness.

When he looks at the person next to him, that rebellious expression will be restrained, and the whole person will become softer.

He glanced out the window, then covered Ji Bai, who was sleeping on the desk, with his clothes, covering his face.

"Don't squeeze!"

"Don't look! You can't see it at all because of the clothes!"

There were waves of regretful voices coming from outside the window, and Song Bojian frowned slightly.

"Hey hey hey!! Wake up, wake up!"