Rich old man pretends to be poor online

Xi Lan didn't bother to talk to He Yan, and just wanted to wash herself off quickly, which was sticky and uncomfortable, which was worse than being wet.

But the soreness of the waist and knees really made Xi Lan's actions not very smooth, and he accidentally alarmed He Yan, making him jump up from the ground in a fuss, and hugged He Yan.

"Ah! No, you can't move around. If you want, I'll take it for you. If you want to do it, I'll do it for you. Be good, don't let yourself get hurt more."

Seeing the bruises and red marks on Xi Lan's body intertwined, and some suspicious liquid mixed with blood streaks, which continued to stain the bed sheets with his movements, He Yan was in a bad mood, feeling guilty and remorseful, and feeling sorry for him , was nervous and afraid again, and the overly complicated emotional blending made him instantly light up the facial paralysis skill.

"I have to go to the toilet and take a shower, can you do both for me?"

Xi Lan looked at He Yan with a smirk, wondering if it was because he had lost the treasure he had guarded for 26 years, he felt that he was very irritable now, if he didn't have the strength now, he would have caught him and beat him up long ago up.

Normal people will have some instincts to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and He Yan also has it. Unfortunately, this instinct is only effective for others. When facing Xi Lan, he will always automatically put on the "little poor" filter, thinking that he is shy , Panic, anxiety, urgently need their own protection and comfort.

So He Yan didn't get the slightest bit of sarcasm and irritability from Get to the Seat, Little Poor Lan, and directly hugged the princess to the bathroom with what he thought was a warm, safe, and powerful embrace from her boyfriend.

"Of course, you are inconvenient now. I can use your legs to walk for you, and I can also use your hands to clean for you!"

He Yan confidently wants to pass on the sense of security and warmth through hugs and words, but in Xi Lan's eyes, this thing is not a source of strength at all. Instead, he has a kind of feeling that is labeled as being in danger by the other party. Feelings of a pregnant woman with the 'fragile' label.

I don't know if I'm pregnant now, but it's hard to say if I don't clean it up...

Seeing He Yan trying to smile with this fourteen-like paralyzed expression, Xi Lan immediately stopped himself from imagining what kind of expression He Yan would have when he learned that he could conceive, and won the bid to conceive in one go.

Xi Lan always felt that by then he might not even be able to achieve facial paralysis, "irregular facial muscle twitching" or something, hiss, it's too scary.

Sensitively aware that Xi Lan's body trembled and tensed slightly, He Yan immediately began to check up and down as if facing a formidable enemy.

"What's the matter? What's the matter? Did I hurt you? Or was the injury particularly serious?"

While talking, He Yan tried his best to lift Xi Lan's legs, but the other party slapped Xi Lan's paws hard, and said something angrily.

"What if it hurts? What if the injury is very serious? Can you let me sleep back?"

"I'm sorry...I...I'm just..."

He Yan, who didn't want to be slept back, blushed and stuttered for a long time, only to find that he couldn't explain anything except for the three words "sorry".

Although I was not sober at that time, but I was the one who took Xi Lan as a substitute and injured him like this. There is no evidence of this crime.

He Scumbag Yan immediately shut his mouth and stopped talking, and quickly started to take care of Xi Xiaopoor Lan who was handicapped.

Seeing that He Yan didn't dare to answer, Xi Lan raised her eyebrows contemptuously, and decided to instruct the other party for a few days with peace of mind. After recovering her body, she would have a good fight with He Yan, and completely distance herself from it. After all... emmm actually It feels good to be taken care of by a pregnant woman, hehehehe.

Carefully adjust the water temperature, and then use the shower head to rinse him carefully, not daring to be negligent at all. I am still thinking in my mind, whether I should write a check for 500 million jumps to Xi Lan as compensation like an idol drama, and then talk to him. He likes to get together and leave, or directly hire him for a long time and raise him under his own wings.

However, what if the big brother is found by then?

Although they are very similar, Xi Lan is also very good, but they are different. The big brother saved his life and changed himself, which is different from anyone else.

No... No, what is this! ?

When He Yan's thoughts were about to drift away, he was suddenly pulled back so violently that his soul trembled because he touched a very familiar totem on Xi Lan's tailbone.

This totem is similar to a tattoo, but it is not as smooth as the appearance of the skin made by piercing the bottom layer of the skin with needles of various colors, but it is extraordinarily concave and convex, and the totem with clear texture can be felt with the fingertips .

He had touched this totem on his elder brother before, and he had drawn it on paper countless times during the sleepless nights, drawing a whole sketchbook.

"...Xi Lan, where did you get this tattoo behind you?"

When He Yan couldn't help asking, he could almost hear his own voice trembling. He didn't know whether he should be ecstatic or distraught at this moment.

"Um!?"

Xi Lan froze for a moment, apparently he didn't expect He Yan to pay attention to this, but soon he recovered his true colors, and showed a slightly wicked smile.

"This isn't a tattoo, it's the brand of a family traitor."

Seeing that He Yan was at a loss, Xi Lan continued to explain to him.

"Have you heard of the top ten tortures in the Qing Dynasty? There is one called branding torture. This is the mark made by ice branding. It is more painful and clearer than fire branding. Does it look good?"

What Xi Lan said was not a lie, but it was deliberately scaring and even disgusting He Yan. After all, normal people would feel uncomfortable to various degrees when they heard such words.

Although his body does not allow him to directly fight with He Yan, no one can stop him from asking for cheap. Xi Lan thought so, but it is a pity that He Yan may be 'not normal'.

Xi Lan turned her head full of anticipation to see He Yan's disbelief, panic, or swearing, but the other party showed a more worried expression, and he rubbed the totem with his fingertips in pity.

"It looks good, as long as you think it looks good."

As if feeling that such consolation was too one-sided, He Yan quickly hugged Xi Lan gently, held his narrow waist in the air, and kept blowing on the totem.

"Blow it, and it won't hurt if you give it to you. It's all over. I will protect you and pamper you in the future. I will never let you get hurt or hurt again."

As He Yan spoke, he bowed his head and kissed him directly to show his sincerity.

Xi Lan was immediately covered in goose bumps by He Yan, and his complexion was instantly covered with pink. Although He Yan held his arms firmly and strongly, but he was still psychologically uncomfortable. With the feeling of falling, I involuntarily hugged the opponent's arm and held it tightly.

In He Yan's eyes, it means that Xi Lan finally trusted him, was willing to rely on him, and acted like a baby to him. Compared with the shyness and cowardice before, he had made considerable progress. Immediately, he sat in the bathtub happily, and then He directly hugged Xi Lan into his arms to wash.

Xi Lan was so shocked that she wanted to go back a few minutes ago and just sew her mouth shut.

"No, no, you misunderstood, I don't feel uncomfortable, and I don't feel tortured, it just feels very exciting and refreshing!"

Xi Lan's words are not at all watery. After all, this is the price for him to leave the family. It must be very cool and exciting to exchange a brand for complete freedom.

But no matter how sincere Xi Lan's words are, in He Yan's ears, he is trying to be stubborn. For this reason, He Yan is even more determined. He must protect him, love him, and never allow anyone to make him unhappy. thoughts.

That is to say, Xi Lan can't hear He Yan's heartfelt voice, otherwise he will roar madly, no, no, no, I don't need your protection at all, and I don't need your pampering and love at all, I just hope you don't disturb the situation again, don't It's good to be brave enough to be brave enough to linger.

However, He Yan is not a person who just does not talk, so seeing that Xi Lan is not in a good mood, he very proactively told him a piece of 'good news'.

"Don't worry, I won't dislike you, nor will I blame you. You are fine, everything is fine, and I will be responsible for you."

Emmm, this news is good news for He Yan, but for Xi Lan...

"Responsible...responsible!? Why are you responsible for me? Have you forgotten what I do? This kind of thing is not worth mentioning to me. I don't need you to be responsible, really I don't need it at all! "

Xi Lan tightly grasped He Yan's arm as if he was facing a big enemy, and kept roaring in his heart, "Little koala, I really don't need you to be responsible, I'm not good anywhere, old and Pi, you have a bad temper, what you said before is right, you have to trust your own intuition, and don't be responsible to me!

This strong emotion was conveyed to He Yan exactly, but because he was not on the same channel, there was a world of difference between his interpretation and Xi Lan's heart.

In He Yan's heart, Xi Lan wanted to follow him very much, and hoped that he would be responsible, otherwise he would not have grabbed him so close, as if he wanted to crush his bones.

But Xi Lan must be afraid, afraid that what happened in the past will implicate her, and also afraid that she will treat him as a plaything or a substitute, and one day she will get tired of him, and she will just throw him away.

He Yan didn't know how to explain everything to Xi Lan. Anyway, he would use time to prove everything. Just now, he had roughly confirmed that Xi Lan must be his big brother.