He entered a wealthy family by mistake

I...what's wrong with me?

Sai'an's feet swayed and he quickly grabbed the sink to steady himself.

I got sick?

Sai'an's breath was hot, and his face was flushed, and the back of his hand was pressed against his forehead.

It's so hot, I can't really be sick!

Sai'an's breathing became hotter and hotter, he became more and more dizzy, and his body felt a little strange.

Even if you are sick, you can't get sick so quickly!

Sai'an touched his forehead again. It was really hot, and his face was also very hot.

Sai'an didn't know what was wrong with him, he only knew that he felt bad.

He suddenly looked up at Oren, who was standing with his back to him. He was wearing black trousers and a white shirt. His sleeves were rolled up to reveal his arms with veins, and he had long legs and a strong waist.

With a grunt, Sian swallowed.

No, I'm sick! What am I watching Oren swallow?

Sai'an immediately cursed himself, this strange yet familiar feeling made Sai'an's heart alarm ring.

It's not like he hasn't gone through human affairs before. At this time, he has a desire in his heart, eager to be bullied.

Sensing this, Sai'an's face turned hot, how could he have such shameless thoughts.

With his back to Sian, Oren stood waiting for Sian to change clothes, but after waiting for a long time, there was no sound behind him. Instead, he heard Sian's heavy breathing.

"Are you OK!"

Oren asked, not daring to turn around for fear of making Sai'an angry.

Something's wrong with his mother, it's a big deal.

Sai An, who was grabbing the sink, was cursing inwardly, his eyes red with a hint of mist.

"Sian?"

Oren shouted again, a little more worried.

Just scream and scream, can you just shut up?

Sian bit his lip hard to hold back his anger, and he became strange when he heard Oren's voice.

"Do you need my help?"

Sai'an remained silent, and Oren thought that Sai'an had not finished his clothes and could only ask this question.

Sai'an's heart itched when he heard the word help, and he immediately bit his lower lip in anger and shame.

He actually wanted Oren to kiss him and hug him.

No, no, no, this isn't me, it's definitely not me, I'm not that nasty.

"If you feel uncomfortable with me being here, I can go out first."

Oren spoke after receiving no response for a long time.

Then leave quickly and why are you asking me?

Sai'an was very angry, but he didn't dare to say anything for fear of making strange noises.

Oren didn't wait for a reply. His eyes became dim and he walked towards the bathroom door.

Just when he was about to open the bathroom door, his clothes were suddenly pulled back and pulled hard.

Oren's hand holding the doorknob paused, and he turned around to look behind him. What caught his eye was Sian, who was still wearing the short cheongsam, with moisture in his eyes, biting his lip as if he was about to cry, and looked up at him, clutching at him tightly. Wearing his shirt.

Oren was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had seen it wrong. It was the first time he had seen Sian like this.

"You...you dare to try walking."

There were tears in Sai'an's red eyes, and his voice was fierce.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. He clearly wanted Oren to leave, but when Oren really left, he was so anxious that before his mind could react, his hand had already grabbed Oren's clothes.

Oren could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Sai'an. The smell of perfume on his body became stronger and stronger, and the whole bathroom was filled with a sweet smell.

Oren frowned, and then he realized that there was something wrong with the perfume Bai Nian sprayed on Sai'an. It might be the additive that could make people confused.

"How dare you have a temper."

Oren frowned, and Sai'an thought Oren was angry with him, angry and aggrieved.

"I'm not angry with you."

Oren coaxed softly, Sian looked so cute that his heart almost melted.

"You did, you...you just frowned."

After saying this, Sai'an's tears fell down, and he raised his head and looked at Oren angrily.

"Not frowning at you."

Oren explained patiently, raising his hand and gently caressing Sian's red face with his thumb.

"You just frown at me, you bastard... You, you used to bully me all the time. You frowned when I didn't listen to you. You punished me very hard, and you didn't listen when I cried out for pain."

Sai'an was crying so hard that he was out of breath. His eyes were red from crying in a short while, and those tears were free of charge.

After hearing this, Oren felt extremely distressed and wished he could cut his former self into pieces.

"You bastard...you still have the audacity to pursue me."

Sian was sobbing and shaking, and he hit Oren on the body, and the tears fell more and more fiercely.

Oren let the game hit him. After all, he had done a lot of wrong things in the past.

Sai'an was tired from playing, his vision was blurred, and he rubbed his little hands, tears dripping down on them.

Oren wrapped his big hand around Sai'an's small hand and rubbed it with Sai'an, his eyes filled with self-blame.

As soon as Oren touched Sai'an, he immediately bit his lips and began to feel hot again.

He raised his head and blinked his wet long eyelashes, sniffing and looking at Oren.

Oren looked at Sai'an quietly, with a hint of longing in his eyes.

But he didn't act foolishly. Sai'an looked like this now because he was led by the perfume, which was not his intention.

Oren had not touched him. Sai'an's chest immediately rose and fell, looking angry, and he looked at Oren fiercely.

Oren didn't know what Sai'an meant, thinking that Sai'an hated him touching him, and immediately let go of his little hand.

As soon as he let go of Sian's hand, the tears started to fall even more fiercely. In the blink of an eye, the tears rolled down his face, and he looked like Oren had a dog outside, looking very annoyed.

"Is it too uncomfortable?"

Sian was crying so hard that Oren asked with concern.

Sai'an's chest was heaving and he was getting angry and didn't say anything.

Suddenly, he grabbed Oren's collar with both hands and pulled it down. He stood on tiptoes and bit Oren hard. His lip was bitten and blood oozed out immediately.

Oren touched his bleeding lips and was stunned. Could it be that this perfume can also make people grumpy?

"Am I ugly now?"

Sian suddenly shouted and questioned Oren.

"It's not ugly!"

Oren answered seriously.

"If you're not ugly, why didn't you move?"

After saying this, Sai'an raised his leg and kicked Oron.

Fortunately, Sai'an didn't have the strength to kick him without pain at this time, otherwise Oren would have suffered it.

It took Oren a while to digest it before he realized that Sai'an was asking him why he didn't touch him.

Is this still Sian?

No, it's not the Xian, it's the perfume.

Oren still had reason, so even though he really wanted to touch Sai'an, he still held back.

"Let me wash your face and wake you up."

After Oren finished speaking, he walked towards the sink, but Sai'an suddenly pulled him back, biting his lip and watching him cry in grievance.

Oren's breath suddenly became hot.

He knew that he was taking advantage of someone's situation now, and Sai'an would definitely cry when he woke up, so he suppressed his inner turmoil and told Sai'an, "There's something wrong with the perfume. I'll probably wake up after washing my face."

Sai'an couldn't listen at this time, he just wanted Oren to kiss him.

"Come on, hold me."

The tearful Sian ordered domineeringly, raising his hands towards Oren.

Oren knew this was not Sai'an, but he still fell.

He picked up Sai'an and held back his desire to look at Sai'an who was hugging his neck.

Sai'an, who was led away by the perfume, lowered his head and blocked Oren's lips. His voice was soft and sticky, which made Oren lose his soul.