Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 847 Domineering and Doting on the Little Wife (18)

Someone watched He sitting on the sofa drinking a drink with a blank expression on his face, and smiled at the way the men who called him avoided him.

"Mr. Gu, is he looking down on the people here?"

He smiled lightly again: "It doesn't matter whether you like it or not, it's just that you're not interested."

The woman laughed: "Our little Mr. Gu is really not close to beauty, he is a person who can do great things!"

If it was obviously a joke, He You laughed too, stayed quietly in the box, occasionally saying a few words.

As soon as Wen Tang arrived at Fanghua Court, someone led him to a box, where Wen Xian had been waiting for a while.

Seeing him coming, she nodded slightly, motioning him to sit down.

"I have already brought your father's things."

She handed him a wooden box and sighed.

"Recently, my mother's health is getting worse and worse. If you have time, go back and have a look."

Wen Tang didn't speak.

That family, that mother, never welcomed him.

Wen Xian saw that Wen Tang wanted to leave, and called him softly.

"Let's have a cup of tea together. I know you don't want to see me. I probably won't be able to call you out in the future."

The waiter also brought the tea at this time, Wen Tang pursed his lips and sat quietly.

Wen Xian looked up at him, and took a sip of tea.

"Try it, the tea here is pretty good."

Wen Tang paid attention to the time, took a sip of tea absently, and nodded lightly.

"Ah."

A smile appeared on Wen Xian's face.

The atmosphere in the private room was just right, and He chatted with the people around him again. A waiter pushed the door in and said a few words softly.

"Mr. Gu, someone invites you to the box upstairs."

He raised his eyebrows again, and sat still.

"Who is looking for me?"

Anyone who has been here knows that the upstairs room is for people to live in, not for meeting guests, who would invite her here.

The waiter looked a little embarrassed: "I don't know about this, I just came here to ask you to go."

He replied lightly again: "No, if you want to invite me over, you should declare your family name."

The waiter was obviously ordered, and Kanhe didn't intend to go over at the moment, and stood in embarrassment, not knowing what to do.

During the stalemate, He received another call from Wen Tang.

"Ah Tang?"

The young man's suppressed panting came from over there, and the ending was trembling.

"Gu Cen, I, I am in Fanghua Court."

A sentence was spoken intermittently, and He realized something again, and stood up abruptly.

She pursed her lips tightly and looked at the waiter who was a little scared by her.

"Take me there."

The door of the box upstairs was tightly closed, the waiter knocked several times but no one opened the door, He couldn't bear it anymore and kicked it open.

The neatly arranged room was empty, and Wen Tang was half kneeling on the ground, describing himself in a state of distress.

He raised his head when he heard the sound.

The young man's cold eyebrows were dyed with a glamorous charm, and under the long eyelashes were a pair of shimmering eyes, with a strong color at the end of the eyes.

After only one more glance at He, the boy lowered his head, bit his lips tightly, and endured unbearable panting.

He was stunned again, and immediately closed the door with his backhand, shutting out the waiter and Mia who followed.

Her voice was condensed: "Mia, keep the door safe."

He pursed his lips again, feeling a little helpless.

"Ah Tang?"

She supported Wen Tang's arm, trying to pull him up, but the skin under her palm was scorching hot.

Wen Tang held He You's wrist, his shirt was already messed up, revealing a large area of ​​his collarbone that was burnt and red, his trembling voice was full of heavy panting.

The boy's eyes were moist, and his pupils were a little dizzy. He held He You's wrist tightly, and his voice was low, suppressing his emotions.

"I'm uncomfortable."

A strange feeling spread from all limbs and bones, with the temperature of burning blood, burning the boy's eyes red.

He clenched his teeth again, almost unable to contain his anger.

Who gave Wen Tang such a dirty trick.

She held Wen Tang's arm, barely supporting him.

"Can you stand up?"

The furniture in the box is neat, almost a small hotel room.

Wen Tang closed his eyes, loosened his grip on He You's wrist, and slowly stood up.

The temperature on his body was getting higher and higher, Wen Tang half leaned on He You's shoulder, could smell the faint fragrance of the girl's body, and his eyes blushed uncontrollably.

He helped him into the bathroom again, put a bathtub of cold water first, and then let Wen Tang lie down.

The cold water flooded his body, but instead caused another wave of unbearable scorching heat. Wen Tang raised his face slightly, his straightened neck was flushed heavily.

He felt distressed again, and gently brushed his sweaty forehead hair away.

"Be patient, just be patient."

The young man panted a few times, his eyes were full of water, and his lips were almost bitten out of blood, red and coquettish.

Wen Tang pursed his lips tightly, and the wet shirt was stuck to his body, the firm outline of the boy's skin was faintly visible, his plain white fingertips were tightly gripping the edge of the bathtub, so hard that the veins on the inside of his wrists swelled up.

Knowing that he was suffering, He didn't dare to touch him, and stood aside anxiously, a little helpless.

Another wave of burning sensation came up, and Wen Tang let out a low, muffled snort, his voice hoarse.

"go out."

He was panting heavily, struggling to pronounce, and struggling to speak every single word.

"get out."

Her presence here will only make Wen Tang lose control even more.

But she didn't want to touch him.

He clenched his lips again: "I'll wait for you outside."

Seeing He walking out again, Wen Tang closed his eyes as if he was exhausted, and his panting became more and more intense.

Mia, who was waiting outside, knocked on the door twice tentatively and asked aloud.

"President Gu, what happened?"

He closed the door quickly again, but she didn't see anything.

Through a door, He You's voice was a little muffled.

"Go and find out who booked this box today, and also, go get a set of men's clothes."

Mia can probably guess what happened inside, and she thinks a little too much by accident.

She tentatively asked, "What size do you want?"

He You: ...

How does she know.

"Big ones, looser ones."

Mia responded and went down to work.

He waited outside for a while, and then guarded the bathroom door.

She knocked on the bathroom door twice: "Ah Tang?"

A slightly hoarse voice came from inside: "Mmm."

He felt relieved again: "I've sent someone to buy clothes for you, you should wipe yourself with a towel first."

She was worried that Wen Tang would catch a cold.

Wen Tang supported the wall and stood up, the wet clothes on his body were dripping non-stop, the boy's eyes were still red, covered with red blood, and he was a little tired.

The young man's embarrassed and pale face was reflected in the mirror.

Wen Xian drugged him, and spent so much effort just to send him to Gu Cen's bed.

But Gu Cen didn't touch him.

He was slaughtered like this, but she didn't even think about touching him.

Wen Tang laughed softly, the smile was sad and absurd.

She doesn't want to touch him.

(End of this chapter)