BOSS, Luck is Coming!

Wake up early in the morning, Yin Shu wandered around in the living room for a few laps and didn’t see Qi Yi coming out of the room. I couldn’t help but be surprised. Normally, Qi Yi should have cooked breakfast long ago and waited for him, but today he hasn’t Appear.

He walked to Qi Yi's door and knocked: "Qi Yi, have you gotten up?"

There was no response even after several knocks, Yin Shu frowned and took out the key he had secretly copied to open the door. On the bed of the room, Qi Yi was nestled in the quilt, as if sleeping soundly, without responding to the surrounding movement.

Yin Shu walked to Qi Yi's bed and wondered if it was too tired to go out to the concert yesterday?

He quietly stared at Qi Yi’s sleeping face, his eyes tracing his plump lips, white neck, and collarbone half exposed from the collar... Thinking of how he looked under him that night, he couldn’t help but stretch out his hand, thinking To touch.

Ok? Why is it so hot? Yin Shu's eyes condensed, his palms placed on Qi Yi's forehead, and he whispered: "I have a fever."

He leaned over to pick up Qi Yi and drove him to the hospital. Then he thought about his accidental physique and thought it was better not to take risks. So he called his family doctor and asked him to come and see first.

"Why are you sick?" Yin Shu sat beside Qi Yi with worry in his eyes.

The doctor came quickly and after the examination, he told Yin Shu that it was just an ordinary cold, and he should take some medicine and rest for a few days.

Yin Shu was a little relieved, and cooked a bowl of **** soup according to the doctor's instructions, and then took the groggy Qi Yi to the bathroom and rubbed him with warm water to dissipate heat. Qi Yi's skin showed a faint pink color, and his hands were warm and slippery. Yin Shu started to lose his will when he wiped it. He lowered his head to hold Qi Yi's lips, and tasted it carefully.

"Um..." Qi Yi slowly opened his eyes and asked in a daze, "What are you doing?"

"You have a fever, I will give you a bath." Yin Shu replied solemnly.

"Oh." Qi Yi leaned softly on Yin Shu's chest, obviously not awake yet.

Yin Shu stopped "stealing fishy", took a shower seriously, put on clean pajamas, and then put him back on the bed to lie down.

"I made **** soup for you, and I will have a good night's sleep after drinking it." Yin Shu got up and went to the kitchen to serve the soup.

Qi Yi did not expect that Yin Shu would actually take care of others, and was silently moved. Immediately he realized that something was wrong, he was sick? He is sick!

Illness is sparse and common for ordinary people, but it is very rare for Qi family members with special physique. Qi Yi has not been ill again since he was three years old. He has never caught a cold. He occasionally gets injured accidentally. There are also some minor injuries such as chafed skin. He doesn't even need to apply band-aids.

It is not a false statement that the Qi family has no disease and pain throughout their lives, but it does exist. But now, he is actually sick? And still get sick for no reason.

With the sound of footsteps, Yin Shu walked into the room carrying Jiang Tang.

Qi Yi looked at him, maybe...not for no reason.

"Come on, drink the soup." Yin Shu helped him up and adjusted the pillow to make him lean more comfortably.

Qi Yi held the soup bowl in a daze.

He had a relationship with Yin Shu that night. Apart from his body aches and pains, he did not have any other abnormalities. Now it seems that there is no abnormality, but a delay.

"Why don't you drink it, is it too hot?" Yin Shu asked.

"It's okay." Qi Yi sighed secretly, there was a problem even in bed, can I still fall in love in the future? He is not particularly keen on doing AI, but Yin Shu is definitely not a man who would like Plato.

Qi Yi couldn't help having a headache. Yin Shu's bad luck was indeed irresistible. Not to mention choosing him as a short-lived lover, he was still a lover who couldn't sleep with him!

Qi Yi's only certainty now is that Yin Shu's ghost energy also affects his body, but he doesn't know whether it's only his health or his lifespan. If the former can bear it, but if the latter... he probably doesn't have the courage to pay the price of several years of life in order to satisfy the body's desires.

It seems that as long as he encounters Yin Shu, his luck will be greatly reduced. He really wanted to shout a classic line in "Romeo and Juliet": Romeo, why are you Romeo?

Let's be friends in the future, except that they can't go to bed, they will be the closest friends in the world.

But before that, Qi Yi wanted to confirm it again. If it's just sickness, he doesn't care; if he really has to lose his life, then he might have to give up being Yin Shu's lover...

Qi Yi's illness recovered very quickly, and the next day he was like a okay person again. But only in his mind, the real problem has just appeared.

A black Porsche stopped at the door of the hotel, and the doorman stepped forward to open the door, and Qi Yi and Yin Shu in formal clothes got out of the car one after another.

Today is Bai Pei’s private party, and Qi Yi came here with an invitation letter.

Only forty or fifty people attended this gathering. In addition to those from the entertainment industry, there were also some wealthy children. Rong Zhen and Lu Ze, who played Texas Poker with him last time, were among them.

When Bai Pei saw Qi Yi, he greeted him with a smile: "Welcome, I forgot to ask your name last time. I don't know how to call it?"

"Qi Yi." Qi Yi reached out and shook his hand.

Everyone present knows that Bai Pei invited three fans to the party today. Seeing strange faces, he naturally guessed the identity of Qi Yi, but he didn't expect that Bai Pei would be so enthusiastic about a fan.

But seeing the man next to Qi Yi, everyone showed clear expressions again. Although Yin Shu rarely shows up, many people know him.

"President Yin, it is an honor for Bai to appreciate the light."

"You don't have to be polite." Yin Shu said lightly, "Mr. Bai's choice of Xinfu is also an affirmation of our hotel. I hope you have a good time. Feel free to speak if you have any needs."

"Xinfu is the most reputable hotel in city A. If it weren't for my luck, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to book a room." Bai Pei joked.

Yin Shu asked the waiter to get a black VIP card and handed it to Bai Pei: "Little gift."

A hint of surprise flashed in Bai Pei's eyes. The black VIP card was not available for money and could not only enjoy a 30% discount at all hotels under Inda, but also various high-level privileges. Bai Pei doesn't care about saving that little money, but noble experience and service are hard to find.

He smiled and accepted the VIP card, thanked him politely, and then looked at Qi Yi: "I'm afraid it's Mr. Qi's light this time. I didn't expect that among my fans, there is also a character like Mr. Qi."

"Isn't it?" A voice intervened and said with a smile, "Even I am Qi Yi's defeated opponent."

"Young Master Rong, long time no see." Qi Yi greeted the visitor.

Rong Zhen also nodded to Lu Ze and Jiang Xuan behind him, and Qi Yi nodded.

Bai Pei was really surprised now. He had never heard Qi Yi's name, but he had a close friendship with several wealthy princes in city a, and even the most inaccessible Yin Shu in the rumors was his friend.

Bai Pei, including everyone else present, couldn't help but become interested in Qiyi's identity.

"Let's gamble again later, and I will definitely not lose again this time." Rong Zhen engaged in a battle with interest.

"I actually don't like gambling." Qi Yi declined gently.

Lu Ze said: "If you are willing to end, I will give you a bottle of rothschild."

"Rothschild?" Rong Zhen raised his eyebrows, "Is that the bottle you took in London for $7w the year before?"

"Yes."

"Your kid has always been reluctant to share it. Is it so generous this time?"

Lu Ze said: "It is my greatest pleasure to see you lose."

Rong Zhen glared at him angrily. This guy obviously still hates the last time he calculated the loss.

"Haha." Jiang Xuan said with a smile, "Since Lu Ze is bleeding, then I can't be stingy. I don't have much collection, so I can give a set of porcelain."

Jiang’s porcelain is well-known worldwide and occupies half of the mid-to-high-end market in the porcelain industry. Jiang Xuan promised that the porcelains that Jiang Xuan promised will not be ordinary goods.

Qi Yi was speechless, he didn't plan to gamble at all, okay? What are they giving away?

Yin Shu said: "This is Mr. Bai's party, please don't overpower the guests."

Bai Pei hurriedly said, "It's okay, just a few random people."

He didn't dare to interrupt at all, don't be too proud of gifts of hundreds of thousands at every turn.

This time, Qi Yi came to the party as a "lucky fan" and received attention as soon as he entered the venue. It was a stark contrast to the other fan who was also invited but had no sense of existence. But she was not disappointed at all. It was already a very happy thing to see so many celebrities. Of course, she didn't dare to go up and get close, but she was ready to go back to post on Weibo to share her experience. Her eyes are like a camera, recording everything that happened in the venue with excitement.

As for that crazy fan, who is currently drinking tea at the police station, Bai Pei will naturally not let him in.

There are not so many rules for private gatherings. People or make friends, or chat and eat, or play entertainment, are completely regarded as a simple social event.

Qi Yi was pulled aside by Rongzhen and the others early, and had no chance to contact other people. Yin Shu is inseparable from him and uses actions to declare his ownership of Qi Yi. The few people in Rongzhen felt like a mirror in their hearts, and they were no strangers to their relationship. Had it not been for Qi Yi, none of them would have dared to stay with Yin Shu for more than five minutes.

"Listening to you, I am also very curious about Mr. Qi's gambling skills. I don't know if there is a chance to open my eyes?" Bai Pei looked at Qi Yi.

He could see that Qi Yi was not in high spirits, so he invited Qi Yi for Rongzhen and the others as an "idol". He thought Qi Yi was a fan of his music, and he would give him a little bit of face.

Yin Shu glanced at him coldly, slightly displeased.

Qi Yi didn't realize that he was a "fan" of Bai Pei, and said, "I don't have any gambling skills. It's all luck. Mr. Bai is probably disappointed."

"Hey, luck is good, we are betting on luck." Rong Zhen said, "Come on, if you win, Mr. Bai's spending in the hotel is all mine."

Qi Yi looked at them, no longer declined, and nodded in agreement: "Well, let's take a gamble."

Anyway, it's just a game, and Qi Yi has no pressure to win this group of elder brothers' money.

The author has something to say:

Sensational little theater—

Yin Shu: I don't want to be your friend, I want to be your man!

Qi Yi: Friends can kiss for ten years, and men can only do ai for five years.

Yin Shu: Then if I don’t kiss or do ai, can I have you for 15 more years?

Qi Yi: ...I'm sorry.

Yin Shu: Then let me be your husband. Even if I can't kiss you or hug you, we can lie down in the same grave after death.