He entered a wealthy family by mistake

After five minutes, He Zheng reluctantly let go of Fan Yu's lips, and lovingly kissed Fan Yu's forehead, and finally his cheek.

Fan Yu put his hands on He Zheng's shoulders and panted as he looked at He Zheng's face who was close at hand, feeling a little dizzy and with mist in his eyes.

He swallowed, feeling that his mouth was no longer so spicy.

“How do you work better than coconut milk?”

Brahma Prison muttered, with a curious look on his face.

If this was Fan Xiao, then these words must be teasing, and it would be a bit silly to put it on Fan Jie.

"Then I'll kiss you if you eat spicy food from now on."

After thinking for a while, Brahma Prison said this with a serious look on his face.

He Zheng didn't say anything. He didn't know if it was okay to acquiesce, but he kissed Fan Yu's lips.

"By the way, Ye Miao was covered in blood when he came back. What happened?"

Thinking of this, Brahma Prison frowned and his expression became serious.

He Zheng didn't know about this and asked, "Is he injured?"

"Not really, I'm just not in good spirits. When I came back, he wasn't even angry when I called him Princess Ye." After saying that, Fan Yu lay back comfortably in He Zheng's arms.

He Zheng hugged Fan Yu's waist and pondered. He was not worried about Ye Miao suffering a disadvantage. After all, he knew Ye Miao's skills. He just didn't understand how someone could attack him when Ye Miao's identity was not exposed.

"I'll send someone to investigate."

Stand at the 49 opening behind the sofa.

Hearing 49's voice, the Brahma Prison on He Zheng looked up, frowned and complained, "Why are you still here?"

49 said nothing, looking at Brahma with a fool's eyes. After all, he was here all the time, and Brahma just kissed He Zheng in front of him.

"F*ck! What the hell are you looking at?"

Fan Yu stood up from He Zheng excitedly and rolled up his sleeves towards 49 behind the sofa, looking fierce.

He Zheng quickly stopped Brahma Prison to prevent him from seeking death. After all, 49's combat effectiveness was not bad.

"Why the hell are you pulling me? He just despised me."

Brahma Prison was so angry that he stepped over the sofa and wanted to clean up 49.

How could He Zheng let Brahma Prison act recklessly? He picked up Brahma Prison and hurried upstairs.

"Let me go, I'm going to beat him to death."

Fan Yu, who was carried upstairs, was cursing and slapping He Zheng on the back.

He Zheng did not stop and disappeared down the stairs with Brahma Prison on his shoulders.

49 acted as if he couldn't see it, took out his cell phone and walked to the window, lit a cigarette and puffed out the cell phone.

He was typing with one hand and asked Haman: What do you want to eat tonight?

Haman was standing at the door of Shen Yi's room. He took out his mobile phone for text messages and saw that it was 49. He responded obediently: It's all fine. I'll eat whatever you do.

Seeing this reply, 49's lips curled up, even blowing out smoke with a smile on his face. After all, Haman's well-behaved face came to him.

He typed again and went back: I will pick you up at eight o'clock.

Haman blushed slightly. Although this was not the first time, he was very happy every time 49 said he would come to pick him up.

"Looking at your expression, is it 49?"

Ding Liang, who was standing next to Haman, joked that he came here to report the matter to Shen Jue, but now he has time to fish with Haman.

Haman blushed unconsciously and nodded. The sapphire earrings in his ears swayed slightly. Her long hair was tied over her chest, looking like a well-behaved wife.

Ding Liang was stunned for a moment, with a blush on his face.

Mr. Harman is indeed a beauty! She looks so pretty even if she blushes a little.

Ding Liangyi, who exclaimed, didn't know that he was also blushing very cutely at this time, and he was very beautiful in his own way.

"Is there something on my face?"

Haman, who was stared at by Ding Liangyi, looked at Ding Liangyi doubtfully with his beautiful light golden eyes, and even touched his face.

"No, no, no, no."

Ding Liang waved his hands quickly, he just stared blankly.

If I were 49, I would definitely put Mr. Harman at home and not let him go out, Ding Liang thought in his heart.

No, no, no, what am I thinking? This is illegal.

Besides, if Han Yan shuts me down like this, I don't have to be afraid of death. I have to put myself in his shoes.

Ding Liang immediately held back his senses, while Han Yan lay on his back.

"There's really nothing?"

Haman didn't know that Ding Liang was staring at him because he was good-looking and touched his face to confirm.

"Not really, really."

Ding Liang hurriedly answered in the affirmative.

Haman looked suspicious but didn't say anything. He looked down at the text message 49 had replied.

Ding Liang breathed a sigh of relief, and the corner of his mouth twitched in the next second. He was actually looking at someone else's wife in a daze. What's the matter?

kindness? Mr. Harman and his man seem to be getting along very well, so if you ask him about that matter, will he answer?

Ding Liang glanced at Haman suddenly. After struggling for a while, he scratched his face and asked Haman in an awkward voice, "Mr. Haman, what is that? Does it hurt?"

"kindness?"

Haman, who was typing, looked up at Ding Liangyi. He had a confused face and looked like he didn't understand. His big eyes were extremely clean.

When Ding Liang met Haman's innocent gaze, he felt like a big sinner. He closed his mouth and sweated on his forehead, not knowing whether he should continue to ask.

"What hurts?"

Haman looked straight at Ding Liangyi, with the same innocent face.

Ding Liangyi was doing psychological construction at this time. He opened his mouth several times but still couldn't ask. Finally, he covered his hot face and said shamefully, "It's okay."

Ah, Ding Liangyi, are you crazy? How could you ask Mr. Harman such a question? He doesn’t even understand it! A person looking at a blank piece of paper.

Ding Liang yelled at himself wildly and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

But he had no one to ask, and now Han Yan was always approaching him. What should he do if it really got to that point? In order not to die on the spot, he could only find out in advance.

Seeing that Ding Liang covered his face and his ears turned red, Haman was still confused.

He looked at Ding Liangyi in confusion and asked himself blankly, did I ask something wrong?