He always wants to kill this scum

Han Dongchen stared at him speechlessly: "Evil and charming president, my existence is already so unacceptable, can you stop being so messy? Even if uncles and aunts really don't care, I still have to look good?!"

"Oh, pity me, I can't move my legs now, I can't do anything, I feel so uneasy, I don't even have someone to talk to and hug me to sleep, I just want a sense of security." Xie Huan shamelessly took his own The legs are talking about things, and I want Han Dongchen to soften his heart.

Han Dongchen really couldn't bear it anymore, he sighed lightly, reached out his hand to caress his handsome cheek full of helplessness: "I just have nothing to do with you."

"It's because I have nothing to do with you, so do you agree or not?"

"Is there any room for me not to agree?" Han Dongchen pushed Xie Huan into the room.

"Xiaodong, you go take a shower first, I'll do it myself." Xie Huan pushed Han Dongchen to the bathroom, and Han Dongchen looked at him worriedly.

"Then you sit down obediently, don't be brave, let me know if you have anything?" Han Dongchen took a deep look at him, turned and walked into the bathroom, watching him leave, Xie Huan stood up and stretched in the room Arms and legs, he himself is a person who can't sit still, this is like killing him, and if he sits down again, the rhythm will be abolished.

Suddenly his phone rang, Xie Huan answered the phone, and Zhang Wei's voice came from the other end: "Ah Huan, I heard that you had a car accident recently, and there was a lot of trouble about it. If we didn't read the newspapers, we wouldn't have I don't know what happened to you, are you okay? Really..."

"My horoscope is so hard, what can I do? Buy more food when you come to see me."

"Wow, you still want to eat at this time, you are a super foodie, buy all your Huanhuan food! Do you feel very honored and have a sense of accomplishment?"

"Should I tell the truth?" Xie Huan coughed lightly twice.

"I don't want to hear the truth."

"But what do I want to say now?"

"Hold on! Hold on! I'm hanging up the phone. By the way, your legs are inconvenient now. Don't pee your pants. Before you pee your pants, you must tell your buddies in advance. My buddies will celebrate and commemorate you."

When Han Dongchen came out, he saw that Xie Huan was already lying on the bed, uh... masturbating.Of course, Mama Han was very curious about how he climbed into bed, and how he was so calm... Fuck.

"Xie Huan??"

"Ah, Xiaodong, come on! Come on—"

Han Dongchen's forehead twitched violently: "Do you think I will go over? Since you have already started to do it yourself, you can solve it by yourself!"

Xie Huan was aggrieved, and tears just flowed into his long and narrow inner eyes. He held his big penis with one hand but put on an innocent and harmless appearance of Little Red Riding Hood, which looked really inappropriate.

"Why are you showing me this look at every turn?"

"How restless and fragile I am now!? I can't even take care of my legs, Xiaodong... how can you bear it..."

Xie Huan's words hit Han Dongchen's weakness: "Okay, you're going to eat me up, right? You bastard!"

"Xiaodong, sit up, let's be happy together."

Han Dongchen's black line: "I can't do it today..."

Xie Huan wanted to cry but had no tears: "Xiaodong, Biao Jiangzi. If you are here for my aunt, this kind of argument doesn't make sense."

Although this girl is now a disabled person, Han Dongchen has the urge to beat him up: "I'm too tired today, I don't want to be happy, or you can entertain yourself."

"Then help me." There is no other choice: "Since you are so tired, let's play casually today."

"Okay." Han Dongchen reluctantly climbed onto the bed and gave Xie Huan a mouth, but mouth is one thing, and technology is another.

"Can you deepthroat? Deepthroat a..."

Han Dongchen raised his eyes and stared at Xie Huan, "Damn it, it would be nice if I could help you, there's so much nonsense!"

"Han Xiaodong, it's too hard! Ding Ding will break your bones... Oh, what a cake! Do you think you're holding an electric stick in your mouth?" Under Xiaodong's jerky ventriloquist, Xie Huan burst into tears.

Han Dongchen gave him another look of hatred, and motioned him to bite off his penis if he talked nonsense again.Xie Huan couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his hand and pulled him to his chest, and kissed his lips forcefully: "Forget it, you can type it out for me, I'm sure, you are biting the electric baton."

Grass mud horse! !Han Dongchen took a deep breath, and advised himself not to be impulsive, not to be as knowledgeable as this bastard: "It seems that you have seen a lot of ventriloquist masters."

Xie Huan shook his head desperately: "No! Trust me, Xiaodong."

After typing it out for him, Han Dongchen didn't bother with him anymore: "You lie down first, and I'll wipe your body with a towel."

"Okay." Xie Huan watched him walk into the bathroom and smiled happily.But it hurts to think about pretending to be a disabled person.Thinking about the future between him and Brother Xiaodong, no matter how painful it is, you have to endure it.

Day two...

"Damn!! Xie Mei CEO, don't you think about losing weight?" When Han Dongchen went downstairs with Xie Huan on his back, his legs were trembling, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke.The veins on his forehead are about to grow rough.

"If I had known it would make you so hard, I should have lost weight." Xie Huan regretted it at the moment. Seeing his brother Xiao Dong so tired like a dog, he felt all kinds of guilt with remorse.

But Su... the time to abuse her heart is still coming.

"Xiaodong, it's really hard work for you." Mother Xie forced a smile at Han Dongchen: "Starting tomorrow, you don't have to take care of Xie Huan like this, we will find a nurse."

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, Han Dongchen smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, turned his head and said to Xie Huan: "If that's the case, I'll leave when the nurse comes tomorrow."

Xie Huan frowned deeply: "I don't need any nurses, as long as Xiaodong is enough, the nurses may not be able to replace Xiaodong to take care of him so thoughtfully."

"He's a professional. Besides, you just have the heart to watch Xiaodong carry you up and down the stairs every day? Xiaodong can't do such a tiring job, right?" Mother Xie looked at Han Dongchen with pleading eyes.

Han Dongchen took a deep breath, and said with a smile, "Yes, Xie Huan, let's listen to your mother's arrangement."

Xie Huan dropped the chopsticks in his hand: "Why can't you accept it? Xiaodong and I are serious. You think I can live a normal life if you take him away? You think I divorced Tusiduo Can you still find a woman to marry?"

Xie's father scolded angrily: "Okay! Why are you arguing so early in the morning? Let's have breakfast. Your mother didn't mean that, but just hoped that you could get better care. So as not to burden Xiaodong."

Han Dongchen was a little hurt in his heart, looking at the rich breakfast in front of him, he couldn't eat.After breakfast and returning to the room, Han Dongchen stood by the window and stared at the scene outside without saying a word.Xie Huan stepped forward and held his hand: "Don't take it to heart, and don't leave me. How can you feel at ease throwing me like this to a stranger? Then I might as well die. Don't worry, I will be able to do it soon." Let's go, and then you won't need to take care of me. I will take care of you."

Han Dongchen's heart was suffocated: "Xie Huan, what if... I mean, what if you can't walk for the rest of your life? What if you can stay in this wheelchair for the rest of your life?"

Xie Huan smiled softly: "If there is no such thing, I am Xie Huan, how could I stay in a wheelchair for the rest of my life, and I will be fine."

Han Dongchen's eyes turned red: "Yes, you are right, you will get better one day, but I believe your mother, she made the right choice, what you need is a professional nurse, with a professional You'll get better care and get better sooner if you're cared for by the right caregivers."

Xie Huan frowned and asked, "Are you bothering me? Think I'm a burden? If that's the case, then you can go. I don't want to see you unhappy."

"No. As long as I can stay by your side, I feel very happy. No matter what you become, I won't think you are a burden, it's just..."

"Okay. It's okay, don't think about those things, leave everything to me, and I will find a way to solve it. You are in a bad mood, go out for a walk, and I will sit in the room and read for a while. "

"I don't worry about you being alone." Han Dongchen looked at him worriedly.

"Don't worry, aren't our parents still at home?"

"That's your parents! Forget it, I won't tell you anymore. I'll be back soon after going out for a walk. Take care of yourself and call me if you have anything to do."

"Go." Watching Han Dongchen leave, Xie Huan called Zhang Wei and the others, who were on their way to his house.

"Mr. Xie, are you in such a hurry? I asked Shufan to buy some food, so don't be overwhelmed. But Shufan is in the villa with Zhao Yan, and I'm the only one here. Zhao Yan's mood recently is still Not very stable, but much better than before, I hope he can get better soon." Zhang Wei said with a light sigh.

"Well, it will definitely get better. Come here quickly, and there will be a scene for you to cooperate with me later."

"Fuck me, I finally came to see you once. You don't have to make it so grand and earth-shattering, right? What kind of drama are you acting? I'm good at singing. If you ask me to act, it can only be idol-style acting."

The corner of Xie Huan's mouth twitched twice: "You are so shameless, it's fine, I won't talk to you, just come here quickly. Don't play with water on the road."

When Zhang Wei showed up at Xie Huan's door with a large bag and a small bag, he saw Xie Huan sitting in front of the window reading a book in his rare seriousness.

"Fuck, you had a car accident and your temperament has changed."

Xie Huan put the book aside: "Isn't this intended to bring out the atmosphere of despair and sadness? A good young man like me who is positive and positive really puts me in a difficult situation. A melancholic temperament. How is it? Do you have the urge to give me a like?"

"I have the urge to beat someone, your leg...is it alright?"

"Do you see something wrong with me?"

"I don't look like it, so what do you want? You pretend to be nothing, so you're not afraid of being struck by lightning?"