Quick Wear: The Rescue Plan of the Male Supporting Actor of the Popular Cannon Fodder

Chapter 402: Saved by a fierce and rough boss

As Wen Yang was accusing, his eyes couldn't help but turn slightly red. His expression was obviously a bit stubborn, but the words that came out of his mouth were too soft.

Cheng Zheng curled the corners of his lips and laughed softly.

He stopped, his voice low, his eyes blazing as he stared at Wen Yang, and asked in a gentle and persuasive tone, "What did you misunderstand?"

Hearing Cheng Zheng's question, Wen Yang felt even more dizzy. She lowered her head, her eyes wandering, and stammered, "I thought... I thought you..."

But the next words seemed to be stuck in my throat and I couldn't say them.

"What do you think of me?" Cheng Zheng said with a smile.

After being asked this question, Wen Yang's face turned even redder.

It was unknown how long it had been before Cheng Zheng heard a sound as small as a mosquito's humming from the person in his arms.

"I thought you liked me..."

After Wen Yang said this, he closed his eyes and buried his head in Cheng Zheng's chest. He didn't dare to look up at all, for fear that if he looked up, he would meet Cheng Zheng's burning gaze.

Hearing Wen Yang's answer, Cheng Zheng chuckled softly, lowered his eyes to look at Wen Yang, whose eyes were tightly closed in his arms, and said softly: "Perhaps you didn't misunderstand."

Every word that Cheng Zheng blurted out was like a heavy hammer hitting Wen Yang's heart. At this moment, he felt that time had stopped, and his mind was filled with the words Cheng Zheng had just said echoing in his mind.

However, her drunken mind prevented her from thinking about the deeper meaning of Cheng Zheng's words. She couldn't tell whether Cheng Zheng was being sincere or joking. She could only shyly close her eyes and pretend to sleep.

But her slightly trembling eyelashes still betrayed her nervousness.

Cheng Zheng looked at Wen Yang's expression and understood what was happening. He did not say anything, but just quietly held Wen Yang and walked towards the stairs. His movements were so gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing the person in his arms who was pretending to be asleep.

After entering the room, Cheng Zheng was about to gently put Wen Yang on the bed when the person in his arms suddenly grabbed his arm and said in a hurried tone: "I haven't showered or changed clothes yet, you can't go to bed right away!"

Thanks to Zhao Lifang's education since childhood, Wen Yang always remembered the habit of not going to bed without taking a shower or changing clothes even when he was drunk.

This has almost become an instinct, like a principle branded deep in the soul.

When Cheng Zheng heard Wen Yang's words, he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and asked helplessly: "You are drunk, how can you take a shower now?"

Wen Yang shook his head. His voice was clearly still drunken, but his tone was very firm. "No, I want to take a shower!"

"Wait until you wake up tomorrow before washing. Why don't you rest first?" Cheng Zheng hugged Wen Yang and advised patiently.

"No, I want to take a shower right now. You can't go to bed without taking a shower!"

Wen Yang pouted her lips. She was too shy to look up just now, but now her eyes were full of determination.

Cheng Zheng: “…”

It was the first time he saw Wen Yang being so stubborn.

Just as he was silent, a small hand gently tugged at the corner of his shirt collar and said softly, "Mr. Cheng, please, let me take a shower, okay?"

Cheng Zheng lowered his eyes and saw Wen Yang in his arms staring at him with dark eyes, his chin slightly raised, his drunken face still flushed, and his slightly pouting rosy lips, which made his heart itch, and he almost couldn't help wanting to lower his head and kiss him.

But he was afraid that his sudden behavior would scare Wen Yang, so Cheng Zheng firmly restrained his urge to lower his head and kiss him.

He closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, forced his restless heart to calm down, tried hard to restrain his inner desires, turned around and placed Wen Yang properly on the chair at the desk in front of the window.

Then he gently touched Wen Yang's head and said in a gentle voice: "Then wait for me for a while, I'll go downstairs to get you a chair, and you can sit down and wash later, okay?"

Wen Yang nodded obediently, looked up at Cheng Zheng and smiled sweetly, and replied, "Okay." Then he really leaned back in the chair and didn't move.

Seeing this, Cheng Zheng hurried downstairs to find a small stool.

When he finally found a small stool in the house suitable for Wen Yang to sit on and take a bath, he returned to the room on the second floor, only to find that Wen Yang had fallen asleep leaning on a chair by the window.

Her head was tilted slightly to one side, a few strands of hair gently scattered beside her cheeks, and her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes, like a butterfly perched on her face.

Looking at the scene before him, Cheng Zheng felt an indescribable warmth and satisfaction in his heart.

There were only him and Wen Yang here, and the person he loved most was sleeping peacefully in front of him.

If time could be prolonged, he really hoped this moment could last a little longer, a little longer...

He put down the small stool in his hand, walked quietly to Wen Yang's side, carefully picked up Wen Yang, and then gently put Wen Yang on the bed.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, Wen Yang slept very soundly. Even when Cheng Zheng took off her shoes for her, she did not wake up.

After Cheng Zheng placed Wen Yang's shoes neatly beside the bed, he gently put a thin blanket on Wen Yang's body.

After doing all this, he looked at Wen Yang's peaceful sleeping face, a gentle smile appeared on his face, then he gently leaned over, placed a gentle kiss on Wen Yang's forehead, and then reluctantly left the room.

......

In the middle of the night, Wen Yang was awakened by the heat. As soon as he regained some consciousness, he felt a splitting headache.

She raised her heavy eyelids and looked around. Through the moonlight coming through the large window, she could barely see the furnishings in the house. Then she remembered that she was now living in a small Western-style building in Beijing.

She remembered that she seemed to have drunk some green plum wine brewed by Aunt Li during the meal. Because it tasted very similar to the green plum wine brewed by her father, she unconsciously drank more.

I didn’t expect... this wine would have such a strong aftereffect.

She reached out her hands and patted her cheeks, trying to sober herself up a little.

When she regained consciousness, she looked down and suddenly realized that she was still wearing the clothes she had come in with.

Wen Yang jumped up from the bed almost reflexively.

When she was a child, if she went to bed with dirty clothes on, she would be beaten by Zhao Lifang, so Wen Yang has developed a habit of never going to bed with outer clothes on. Even sitting on the bed is absolutely not allowed.

She took light steps, turned on the light in the room, took some clean clothes from the closet and walked into the bathroom.

When she was at her aunt's house, she would boil water, add cold water to the bathtub, and pour the water over her body with a spoon.

This was the first time she had seen such a high-end item as a shower head.

Just as Wen Yang was trying to figure out how to use the shower, he accidentally flipped a switch. In an instant, a strong stream of water gushed out from the shower head above his head, drenching Wen Yang all over...