Obsessed

"Why did you come here all of a sudden?" Chen Ye said with a bit of blame, "Why are you running in such a cold day?"

Although the tone was not good, Wen Shao sounded very useful, took off his hat and scarf, and said, "It's okay, and it's not too cold."

"How was last night?" Chen Ye asked him again.

"fine."

Chen Ye saw that his face seemed to be in good shape, so he calmed down and said, "Then sit down for a while, and I'll go upstairs to wash up."

Wen Shao hummed with a smile, looked at him, and asked again, "Did you drink Fragrance last night?"

"No way," Chen Ye said, shaking his hair down, "It's not broken, so I drank a little too much."

Wen Shao pointed to the distance between himself and him, with a smile in his eyes, "The distance between us makes me almost drunk just by smelling it."

"Isn't it?" Chen Ye raised his hand and smelled it, "It doesn't smell like..."

"Stop smelling it soon," Wen Shao said with a smile on his face, "Go upstairs and get dressed, and we'll have breakfast together later."

Hearing what he said, Chen Ye remembered Lichen who was cooking glutinous rice balls in the kitchen, and seeing the rare smile in Wen Shao's eyes, he didn't know how to talk to him for a moment.

While he was struggling with his choice of words, Lichen suddenly poked his head out from the kitchen, holding a package of unpacked glutinous rice balls and asked, "Young Master Ye, what flavor do you want to eat? There are sesame seeds and purple rice."

The smile on Wen Shao's mouth disappeared instantly.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the kitchen, and was stunned for a while before turning his gaze to Chen Ye, "Do you still have guests?"

At this moment, Lichen came out and saw the person on the sofa, and was stunned for a few seconds before politely calling Brother Wen, but Wen Shao just stared at him, his eyes were like sharp blades.

He turned to look at Chen Ye and asked coldly, "Did he live here last night?"

Looking at the coldness on his face, Chen Ye knew that he had misunderstood, but he didn't feel comfortable hearing the aggressive tone, so he frowned, and thinking of his situation, he had to patiently explain, "Last night he It was too late to send me back, so I let him stay."

"Really?" Wen Shao suddenly pulled out a smile, and smiled stiffly, "So he stayed with you all the time yesterday, didn't he?"

Chen Ye frowned impatiently, and Wen Shao understood his expression when he saw his expression. An unknown anger rose in his heart, he stood up and walked out.

"Wen Shao!" Chen Ye subconsciously tried to pull him, but was suddenly thrown away, and Wen Shao didn't even turn his head.

Chen Ye yelled at his back, "What are you doing? Why are you angry with me so early in the morning?"

Wen Shao suddenly stopped in his tracks, and after the silence, he suddenly kicked up the stool, "I'm fucking passionate!"

"Wen Shao!"

He was about to say something, but he was interrupted in a cold voice, "Okay, Chen Ye! Stop talking! I'm not interested in listening!"

After a while, there was a heavy slam of the door in the yard.

The living room was eerily quiet.

"Young Master Ye..." Lichen stood behind Chen Ye and called out to him cautiously, "Did Brother Wen misunderstand, do you want to..."

Chen Ye suddenly made up for Wen Shao's kicked stool a few more times as if venting his anger. After feeling relieved, he turned to Li Chen and said, "No need, I'll take care of his dog temper if I'm full!"

Chen Ye saw the hat and gloves he had left behind on the sofa, cursed in a low voice, and then went up with a sullen face.

While eating glutinous rice balls, Lichen felt that Chen Ye was a little absent-minded, but he couldn't say anything more. After eating two, Chen Ye put the spoon aside, raised his eyes and said to Li Chen, "Eat slowly."

He held the phone in his hand, and looked at the screen from time to time. Lichen knew it, got up and put the bowl in the sink, and Chen Ye asked him to put it there. Someone will come to clean it up in a few days, so Lichen nodded and said, "Young Master Ye, I'll go back first."

Chen Ye took a deep puff on his cigar and said, "I'll see you off. It's so cold that there's no car around here."

Speaking of which, he seemed to have thought of something again, his face became more and more serious, and he took the car keys and went to the basement.

After sending Lichen back to the store, Chen Ye said to him, "Remember the time for dinner, Tong Hui will call you then."

Tong Hui and the others made an appointment to eat out together today.

Lichen replied yes, and then asked, "Master Ye, are you going?"

"I don't know, it depends on the situation," Chen Ye waved at him with a cigarette in his hand, and said, "Go in quickly, it's cold."

When Lichen was far away, he simply turned off the engine, picked up the mobile phone on the stall and dialed Wen Shao's number.

Ringing for a long time, no one answered.

Chen Ye pressed the screen annoyedly, and after a while, he called Qin Qing again.

"Sister Qing, it's me," Chen Ye asked after seeing the call was connected, "Is Wen Shao at home?"

"Yes, you've been in the house all the time, what's the matter?" Qin Qing answered on the other side of the phone.

Chen Ye cursed secretly that he was sick, but still said politely, "Tell him that I will pick him up in a while and let him wait for me at the door."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ye frowned and turned around and drove towards the military area.

The streets were not crowded at this point, not to mention that few people went out on the first day of the new year, so it took only a while for Chen Ye to drive to the compound.

Seeing a figure outside the door from a distance, he saw that it was Wen Shao, so he simply parked the car at a distance and waited for Wen Shao to come over.

He was still wearing his morning suit, and he didn't even know how to wear a hat in such cold weather.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Chen Ye could feel the lingering chill around him.

Neither of them spoke, and Chen Ye started the car.

After driving for a while, Wen Shao turned to look at him, and asked in a low voice, "Where are you going?"

"Didn't you say you're going to have breakfast?" Chen Ye stared straight ahead without even looking at him, but his tone was very calm.

Wen Shao glanced at him again, but stopped talking.

There was silence in the car again.

After a lengthy red light, Chen Ye suddenly wanted to smoke, but the closed environment made him worry that Wen Shao would feel uncomfortable if he smelled the smoke, so he had to endure it.

He was holding the steering wheel with his left hand, and his right hand was resting on the seat. Wen Shao turned to look at him, and suddenly reached out to hold his palm in the next second.

Chen Ye turned to look at him in surprise.

Wen Shao also looked at him, his eyes were deep and fiery, and he held his hand tightly.

Chen Ye wanted to break free, but was forced by Wen Shao to intertwine his fingers. His voice was deep and affectionate, "Just a moment...don't move..."

His heart was beating violently inexplicably, and the palm of his hand gradually became hot, which was a temperature that did not belong to him.

Chen Ye felt that Wen Shao's thumb was gently rubbing against the back of his hand, he was showing his favor, he thought, because of what happened just now, he was bowing his head to him in this way.

When the green light came on, Wen Shao reluctantly let go of his hand, Chen Ye turned his head and looked at him, his eyes darkened a bit.

On the first day of the new year, many businesses closed their doors and did not do business. Chen Ye drove the car directly to the bay, and Wen Shao asked suspiciously, "Eat here?"

Chen Ye hummed and said, "Why don't you go home and make it for me?"

He just said that casually, but Wen Shao couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth when he heard it, and answered silently in his heart, okay, go home, I'll make it for you.

The chefs on this side of the bay are all chefs. Chen Ye specially hired a chef from a foreign Michelin restaurant with a high salary, but there are only the two of them, and they can simply cook two dishes and serve them on the table.

After the meal, Wen Shao was obviously still unsatisfied, and he didn't know why he was in an inexplicably cheerful mood, so he had a good appetite. Chen Ye looked at him and smiled, and said, "Why don't you also eat here in the afternoon?"

Wen Shao looked up at him, "Are you all right this afternoon?"

Chen Ye saw that he was serious, so he could only say, "It's nothing, if you really want to eat, just come over in the afternoon."

Wen Shao suddenly thought of Wen Shenglan reminding him to have dinner in the afternoon before leaving the house, so he frowned and said, "I guess I have something to do, so I will have dinner with my dad and some old comrades in arms."

Chen Ye looked at him, "Can't we go?"

Wen Shao knew what he was worried about, and the warmth spread in his heart, and he said, "It's okay, all officials Chongguang Jin are here."

The two chatted about other topics, but never mentioned what happened this morning.

Like it never happened.

After a while, Wen Shao suddenly looked at Chen Ye and said, "I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable."

Chen Ye's eyes darkened, and he reached out to touch his forehead, feeling that his breathing was gradually becoming short of breath.

Chen Ye picked him up and walked to his lounge, turned around and locked the lock.

He let him sit on the bed, seeing Wen Shao's frown and pale face, he comforted him, "It's okay, Wen Shao."

Wen Shao endured the increasingly clear pain and looked up at him, "Take the belt... and tie me..."

Chen Ye knew what he was worried about. He was afraid of making too much noise and causing people to notice, so he took out his belt and tied his hands.

"Chen Ye..." Wen Shao's face was covered with sweat when he had a seizure. He called Chen Ye's name. Chen Ye was heartbroken when he heard him curled up, unable to bear the pain and hit his head against the edge of the bed. Hugging him, Wen Shao was so uncomfortable that he opened his mouth and bit his shoulder...

Chen Ye swallowed hard, and gritted his teeth to bear Wen Shao's vent...

"Chen Ye...I feel bad..." Wen Shao's voice gradually became smaller and weaker, he sucked his nose to absorb the temperature of Chen Ye's body, Chen Ye took off his shoes and went to bed and hugged him tightly.

Wen Shao is already much better, and he won't collapse as badly as before, but it is still in pain. Seeing the redness in his eyes, Chen Ye wished he could bear the suffering for him.

"Chen Ye..." Wen Shao kept chanting his name, as if these two words were his soul, as long as he chanted these two words, he would have the courage to persevere.

"I'm here," Chen Ye hugged his head to keep him from moving, Wen Shao was still struggling, Chen Ye simply pressed his whole body on the bed, his feet tightly clamped his legs, and his chest was pressed against his "I'm here, Wen Shao, it's almost over... hold on for a while... it'll be over soon..."

Wen Shao suddenly leaned forward and kissed him.

Chen Ye froze for a second, then responded enthusiastically to his kiss, as if using such a method could bring him endless courage, Wen Shao bit his lip so uncomfortable, Chen Ye pried open his teeth and sucked his lips. every corner...

The two are like two male beasts competing for a fight, but their hugging posture is like a close and inseparable partner. The intimacy in the fight, the attachment that emerges in the struggle, the tears in Wen Shao's eyes have long blurred each other's faces .

After 10 minutes, the two finally ended another round of painful torture.

Chen Ye let go of his red lips and felt his chest rise and fall slowly after exhaustion, he knew that Wen Shao had survived.

He got up and went to the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

Wen Shao looked down weakly at the reaction below him, and smiled wryly, now he doesn't even have the strength to /(wei).

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