The president sent me to cheer

Chapter 37

Little A was sent by Mrs. He to deliver tomatoes.

Now he is very glad that he still has a plate of tomatoes in his hand, otherwise he would be so embarrassed that he would suffocate!

What is this wall-to-wall stalker-angle photo? !What is this idiot-like speech full of screens? !

Does Master He's perverted behavior really exist?

Compared with the vibrating voice of Little A.

He Jiucai was really embarrassed to suffocate.

When he turned his head, his smile hadn't completely dissipated, and at this moment, all his smiles froze at the corners of his mouth.

His eyes were terrified, and his face was full of frozen fake smiles.

Listening to little A's string of "eat, eat, eat, eat, eat tomato...?"

As if grasping for a life-saving straw, he nodded hastily.

I should answer calmly.

Only in this way can he maintain his usual arrogant and reserved image.

He Jiu thought so.

So he replied calmly.

"Good, good, good, good, good...!"

He turned stiffly away.

Stiffly, he took the plate of tomatoes from Little A's hand, and stuffed them into his mouth with nervousness.

Probably because of too tense relationship.

He seemed to have lost his sense of taste suddenly, and he didn't notice any taste after chewing on the tomato.

Little A felt that maybe he should say something.

So he pointed casually and praised the photos on the wall.

"You, you did a great job..."

"puff--!"

He Jiu choked.

Tomato juice choked into his trachea.

The tomato smell that I didn't feel just now surged up instantly.

He coughed a few times uncontrollably, and each time the tomato smell in his mouth became stronger and stronger.

Even if he pursed his lips and forcibly held back the cough, it didn't help.

Although He Jiu's expression was still dignified and arrogant.

His eyes were wet like a puppy, and there was a pitiful feeling that made people want to hug him quickly.

In the next second, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He rushed to the toilet and retched frantically.

Xiao A looked at the empty plate and panicked all of a sudden.

He hurriedly went downstairs and poured him a glass of water, regardless of the injury on his foot, he limped back to his room and patted him on the back like a coaxing child.

He Jiu had already slowed down when he was pouring water.

Leaning weakly by the sink, his eyes were dim with tears, and he gasped softly, as if he had experienced some ups and downs.

Do you really hate tomatoes so much?

Little A patted his back comfortingly, as if comforting a large injured dog.

Pass him the water again.

"Drink some water and wash the smell away."

He Jiu didn't pick up the glass of water.

She just pulled him over and hugged him into her arms aggrievedly.

But don't forget to be stubborn.

"...Don't get me wrong, I'm just not feeling well, I need something to hug..."

Little A's hands are still hanging in the air.

Hearing this, he nodded.

"……clear."

It may be that your explanation is not convincing enough.

He Jiu added.

"Actually, it's the same for me to hug that plush toy. I don't have to hug you. Would you have any unreasonable thoughts about a plush toy? You won't..."

Then why are you hugging me so tightly? !

Little A couldn't help complaining in her heart, but she reluctantly responded with her mouth.

"Okay..."

He Jiu heard the distrust in his words.

Hastily defended again.

"Don't think that I'm eating your tofu. Although I don't hate you, I don't like you as much as you think..."

Just hug it, why are you still so stubborn?

Little A pushed him angrily.

cold voice.

"Then have you hugged enough?"

He Jiu was silent for a while.

But she still hugged him tightly, unable to push him away.

half an hour.

Only then did a mosquito cry.

"……No."

"........."

Mrs. He stood at the door of the room, peeking inside together with Mr. He.

Seeing that her son didn't need to worry about her at all, she breathed a sigh of relief, and lightly slapped Mr. He, telling him to learn more in a low voice.

However, the son vomited as soon as he ate tomatoes.

Mrs. He still felt a headache.

He Jiu's picky eaters can be said to have a wide variety of food and different methods.

He can eat some dishes steamed, but not stir-fried, boiled, but not fried, and some even don’t eat them at all.

What tomato, celery, radish.

But he would not eat any food with a unique taste.

It would be great if I could be like Little A.

I don’t pick anything, it tastes very delicious, how cute!

And it's not like he can't eat.

It's just a willful dislike.

They have demanded him in every way since childhood.

He was obedient to his food preferences, which formed his tricky taste and his extreme self-willedness in picky eating.

Seeing his son hugging little A secretly giggling.

Mrs. He suddenly thought about it.

Mrs. He and Mr. He still have business to do in City D.

In the morning, he and He Jiu went to the company for an inspection, and they were about to leave at noon.

Little A courses are full, and I have to say goodbye to them early in the morning.

Mrs. He pulled Xiao A and stood at the door, reluctant to leave or right.

Seeing that the luggage was loaded onto the car.

Only then did he reluctantly speak.

"Listen, we are not here, you must eat well and sleep well, but don't listen to Jiu'er! Train properly, don't be aggressive, rest when you are tired, and call me if Jiu'er bullies you. See if I come back and deal with him!"

He Jiu: "..."

Who is your real son?

Mrs. He looked at Xiao A's pretty and well-behaved appearance.

It was because he was sincerely unwilling to let go, and seeing that Mr. He was already urging him, he could only pat his head for the last time.

"Listen..."

As she spoke, she reached out and stroked Xiao A's soft black hair.

In the next second, he suddenly felt his hands slip.

That soft black hair was completely crooked by her! ! !

Looking at the green thorny head exposed under the black hair of Xiao A.

Mrs. He froze.

Her original loving smile was still on her face, but at this moment, she seemed to see Medusa's eyes, turning into a jpg.

Then, she silently handed the wig back to its original position.

Ignoring this episode, Mrs. He did have something to say to Little A this time.

Then he pulled Little A again.

"We won't be able to come back for about five months this time, so I left a small task for each of you."

"?"

Madam He lowered her voice mysteriously.

As if guarding against He Jiu, he covered his mouth and moved closer to Xiao A's ear.

Quietly said.

"Let him get rid of his habit of not eating tomatoes!"

"!!!"

Little A had no time to refute.

Mrs. He had already patted him on the shoulder, and walked out two steps with a smile on her face.

before getting into the car.

He also made a "come on" gesture to them.

"........."

real or fake?

It's too difficult to get He Jiu to eat tomatoes, isn't it?

Recalling He Jiu's retching appearance yesterday.

Little A couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.

But since it was Mrs. He's request.

It might as well try.

Mrs. He and Mr. He left.

Their lives are back to normal.

Little A attends class seriously every day, and goes to He Jiu's office to eat lunch with him.

It's no different from when he supported him before.

Since accepting Mrs. He's request.

Little A makes a bento for He Jiu every morning, and naturally there are two small crystal clear tomatoes in the bento every day.

Unfortunately, He Jiu would pick out those two little tomatoes every day under his nose.

Later, he may have noticed his dissatisfaction, so he no longer singled it out, but left it instead.

Maybe it's because I went to his office more often, and Xiao A occasionally ran into Xi Yan.

After coming and going, he also developed some friendship with Xi Yan.

Xi Yan was also dissatisfied with He Jiu not eating tomatoes.

Because he is a loyal tomato lover, and he will defend the delicious reputation of tomatoes to the death, and will not allow anyone to slander the taste of tomatoes!

The two hit it off.

So they often sang together in He Jiu's office, trying to coax him into eating tomatoes.

"Oh! Qingting, the tomato in your bento looks delicious!"

"Hey, you really have a good eye! This is the sweetest tomato, it's so sweet! Whoever eats it will know!"

Xi Yan held her face like a girl.

"Wow~ I'm so envious! If only I could eat it too~!"

They acted exaggeratedly and artificially.

A batch of fakes.

He Jiu looked at them without any fluctuations in his heart.

I even want them to shut up quickly.

Seeing that this method does not work.

Xi Yan turned to point the finger at He Jiu.

In a tone that instantly gives goosebumps.

Play hard.

"Jiujiu~ The tomato in your bento is also the same, right~? Since you like it, can you give Yanyan one~?"

He Jiu hastily pushed the lunch to him.

"What's the deal? Come on, I'll give you both!"

"........."

They went back and forth for three months.

In a daze, not a single tomato was stuffed into He Jiu's mouth.

Little A's foot injury was not particularly serious.

It has now been restored to its original state.

Although he still raps badly, he has made some progress.

Singing and composing are even more advanced by leaps and bounds.

Obviously everything is going in the right direction.

But the only thing that has been unable to advance is the tomato.

At dinner, Xiao A looked at a plate of small tomatoes brought by Sun Ma.

He knew that He Jiu wouldn't even take a look, so he couldn't help being a little discouraged.

He Jiu has been busy with several important projects recently.

Sitting at the dinner table didn't have time to eat, and there were important messages that I had to reply all the time, so I had to bow my head to reply all the time.

When things came to an end, he finally put down his phone and prepared to eat.

Looking up, he saw Xiao A staring straight at him.

He Jiu met his eyes all of a sudden.

Instantly flustered.

"You, why are you looking at me?"

"Um……"

Little A pondered for a moment.

Suddenly tilted his head and said solemnly.

"I just think you look really good-looking when you work hard."

"!!!!!!"

Suddenly inexplicably praised.

The corners of He Jiu's mouth could not be restrained to rise crazily. He was already laughing, but he pretended to be indifferent.

Disdain.

"You, do you think that if you say this... I will be happy?"

Little A didn't answer him.

Just make an expression of admiration in coordination, and then praise.

"It's nice to look so confident now~"

After all, He Jiu is still young, and he doesn't know how to manage expressions like the old Mr. He.

After these two sentences, it was as if he had been intoxicated with ecstasy soup, and he couldn't restrain his proud little expression at all.

He raised one eyebrow.

Turn your gaze elsewhere.

"Although I think this is very common, but if you insist on boasting, I can forcefully listen to it~"

In other words.

It's just "Why don't you hurry up and continue to praise me, I love to hear it"!

Little A supported half of his face with his hands.

Laughing and sighing.

"Wow, our family He Jiu is really a perfect person~"

our family?

our family? !

Did he just say "our family"?

He Jiu's ears perked up instantly.

Like a puppy who only hears the call of its owner.

He hummed a little.

But it was already full of smiles.

"Don't call me so close, I'm not your family..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Suddenly, he saw the young man's hand reaching out to him quickly.

When he reacts.

Half a bright red fruit was stuffed into the mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the boy's bony hands clasped the back of his neck.

Pull him in towards you a little.

next second.

All his resistance was blocked by his soft lips.

The sweet and sour taste of tomato spread on the tip of his tongue.

The taste buds sensed the unique and strong taste, which was clearly transmitted to the brain, which made him extremely resistant, but he did not dare to push the boy away.

Fortunately, the kiss was shallow.

But a hasty light touch.

But that's all.

But it was enough to make him freeze in place.

The boy let go of the back of his neck and sat back in his seat calmly.

Although his cheeks were a little flushed, compared to him, he looked like a calm adult.

Seeing that He Jiu finally came to his senses, he wrinkled his face uncomfortably because of the tomato in his mouth.

The boy's eyes darkened.

He reached out and lifted his chin, preventing him from spitting out smoothly.

coaxingly ordered.

"Hey, swallow it."

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H9: Aww QAQ

Originally, I wanted to write about Little A saying that I would eat one and give it a kiss, but when I think about it carefully, I am afraid that He Jiu could eat not only ten catties, but ten tons...

Thanks to the little angels who cast [land mines]: one for one;

感谢灌溉[营养液]的小天使：中華小厨娘、2号咸鱼君5瓶；寻觅3瓶；惊蛰2瓶；水曜日、彡水、慕择1瓶；