Peach blossoms are blooming on him

It was cold at the end of autumn, Wei Jiuge went back to the hotel and took a hot bath.He lay in the bathtub, closed his eyes tiredly, everything that happened today was vivid in his memory.

However, no matter how much he was wronged outside, it couldn't beat the fatality of He Lan's questioning eyes.

Sometimes Wei Jiuge can't help thinking, all these years, He Lan has always held resentment and prejudice against him, could it really be engraved into his bone marrow, and he can't change it anymore?

He Lan's reflexive questioning chilled him to the extreme. He thought that the two of them had lived together for so many years, and that if that person gave him a little treat, he would see his real appearance.

But He Lan seemed to have lost his mind, maybe he had, but he died with Han Ruoshui ten years ago.

After taking a bath, Wei Jiuge casually wrapped himself in a towel. As soon as he got out of the bathroom, he suddenly saw a tall and straight figure standing beside the bed.As soon as He Lan heard the movement behind him, she subconsciously looked back at him.

The moment the two eyes met, Wei Jiuge's face did not show the grievance, unwillingness or anger he imagined...

Seeing He Lan, Wei Jiuge couldn't help but pause for a few seconds, and then a smile as usual appeared on his cold and beautiful face: "You are here."

As he spoke, Wei Jiuge approached while wiping his wet hair.

Before He Lan could react, Wei Jiuge suddenly dropped the towel and put his arms around He Lan's shoulders. He slightly tilted his head, and the corner of his mouth showed a beautiful arc: "Do you want to do it? I washed it clean."

Wei Jiuge's rare initiative made He Lan's heart beat faster inexplicably. His Adam's apple slid up and down twice, and he looked down at the smiling man in front of him. Those star-like eyes had been staring at him for a long time, as if any It's like everyone will be taken away by him.

The lust that had accumulated in He Lan's body for many days was almost instantly ignited by Wei Jiuge. He wrapped his arms around Wei Jiuge's waist, and then a fiery kiss was printed on his lips.

……

Wei Jiuge, who has not drunk, is as white as snow, like a jug of intriguing sake.He Lan pressed the person tightly under her body, her eyes tainted with lust, stared closely at Wei Jiuge's crimson face.

His movements were more violent and rude than usual.

He expected the man under him to cry and beg him for mercy, to give in to him.But until the end, no matter how He Lan tossed him in various ways, Wei Jiuge bit his lips and said nothing.

"Who are you competing with?" He Lan frowned and looked at the person in her arms dissatisfied.

Wei Jiuge arched his messy head towards his chest, and He Lan's body was warm, completely opposite to his heart.

Seeing that Wei Jiuge ignored him, He Lan pulled his hair and forced Wei Jiuge to look up at him: "I'm asking you something, who are you fighting with?"

"Myself." Wei Jiuge smiled faintly at him, and then pressed a light kiss on the corner of his mouth, "He Lan, good night."

For some reason, He Lan had made countless large-scale movements with Wei Jiuge, but at this moment, Wei Jiuge's light kiss made his heart inexplicably cramped.

In the dark night, the two could hear each other's breathing.

Wei Jiuge was the same as when he was a child, obediently held in his arms, quietly, never moving, and soon fell asleep.He was breathing very lightly when he fell asleep, but He Lan knew that he was not sleeping soundly through the few yellow lights flashing by the window.

Wei Jiuge frowned slightly, and the sound of a car honking outside the window made him shrink a little into He Lan's arms.

He Lan opened and closed his eyes and repeated thousands of times, but couldn't fall asleep.

What happened on the set during the day, he always felt that he should say something to Wei Jiuge, and Wei Jiuge should also say something to him.

For a long time, He Lan didn't know if Wei Jiuge heard it, so he murmured to himself: "Why don't you tell me the truth? Anyway, you are also the second son of the He family. Without my permission, who would dare to bully you?"

Wei Jiuge's slender eyelashes trembled slightly in the dark. He Lan hesitated for a moment, then continued to whisper: "However, Han Xiaonian is also Han Ruoshui's younger brother. If it wasn't for you, his brother wouldn't have died. You can't blame him." .”

Wei Jiuge nestled in He Lan's warm arms, his obsidian-like eyes shimmered faintly in the night, and a crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of his eyes, quietly dripping on He Lan's heart.

It's just that this man was too slow to notice the strangeness of the person in his arms. He paused for a few seconds thoughtfully, and continued to whisper: "...It would be fine if it wasn't for you."

Wei Jiuge closed his eyes tightly, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

If it wasn't for him, He Lan, you would only be in more pain...

The next day, the two of them got up as if nothing had happened, and they both tacitly said nothing about what happened yesterday.

After they were fully dressed, as soon as they opened the door of the hotel, they bumped into the two tenants at the opposite door.He Lan straightened his collar in displeasure, and was about to say a few words, when he saw the two people in front of him, his eyes widened in shock.

He Lan looked at Meng Xinghe and Mu Chen who were pushing and shoving in disbelief: "You... what are you doing?!"

"Damn!!" Mu Chen was scared out of his wits by He Lan's voice, he hid behind Meng Xinghe like a reflex, and poked out a messy head, "Hey, no...no reason!"

Wei Jiuge also looked shocked. He glanced at Meng Xinghe and Mu Chen, patted Meng Xinghe's shoulder thoughtfully, and said with a low smile, "Your taste is quite novel."

The veins on Meng Xinghe's forehead were faintly visible, and he stood upright with black lines all over his face, and a mechanical voice sounded: "It's not what you think, I will never sleep with such a weak chicken."

"Your uncle Meng Xinghe! You are the weak chicken, and your whole family is weak chicken!" Mu Chen's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he rolled up his sleeves angrily, revealing a white and tender body. arm, and then struggled to squeeze out a bicep, "See? It's like I'm rare for you!"

Meng Xinghe glanced at him coldly, ignored Mu Chen's anger, and walked up to Wei Jiuge: "I'll take you to the set later."

Wei Jiuge smiled lightly at him: "No, just a few hundred meters."

"No, I have to follow you every step of the way."

Meng Xinghe's fast and steady tone, coupled with his expressionless zombie face, just made Wei Jiuge feel a little panicked: "Hehe...it's really unnecessary."

As soon as Wei Jiuge finished speaking, Meng Xinghe grabbed his arm. His facial features were sharp and angular, and he looked full of heroism.Wei Jiuge glanced at him inexplicably: "What's the matter?"

"I'll see you off." Meng Xinghe's tone was firm. After speaking, he turned his head and glanced at He Lan, whose face had already turned green, "I promised Mr. He yesterday that I must follow you every step of the way."

"..."

He Lan just wanted to kick him away at this moment.

After a few seconds, He Lan raised his chin, and looked at Meng Xinghe impatiently: "Okay, I'll see him off. I'll give you a day off, go on a blind date if you have nothing to do, and don't come and choke on me."

Meng Xinghe: "..."