818 The president next door and his cat

Su Jingyue's eyes fell on Wen Qibai's slightly red eye sockets, and he held his cold hand in his palm.

"What is too much? We are lovers. If this is too much, then what are the things we do in bed?"

Su Jingyue paused word by word, and slowly approached. When the last word fell, Wen Qibai could even feel the warm air he breathed brushing against his cheeks.

Wen Qibai was silent. If this matter is calculated, it is not clear, and between Su Jingyue and him, it is not clear how to calculate it.

"Su Jingyue, this matter is my fault. It is my fault from the beginning to the end." Wen Qibai raised his eyes to look at him, and gave up struggling. All admitted, "I'm sorry for you."

"Is sorry enough? Wen Qibai, am I so easy to get rid of?" Su Jingyue reached out and pinched Wen Qibai's chin, forcing him to look at him. Traces of cyan.

Wen Qibai frowned in pain, but couldn't escape his restraint, "Then what do you want? It's up to you."

Su Jingyue smiled lowly, bent down and kissed his cheek, then bit down on his neck, seeing blood.

Wen Qibai was about to dodge reflexively, but he held him firmly in his arms, "Do you know it hurts too? I thought you never hurt."

Su Jingyue bit down fiercely in retaliation, even licking off the blood oozing from the wound.

The blood in his mouth was sweet, and Su Jingyue's eyes became darker. He wished he could chew up Wen Qibai one bite at a time and turn it into his own flesh and blood. He wished he could tie Wen Qibai with an iron chain so that he could never escape.

It is best to break off the wings and grind off the minions, so that he can only rely on himself, but if this is the case, Su Jingyue raised his eyes to look at the pair of green pupils covered with mist. Forever dimmed.

Su Jingyue pushed Wen Qibai away violently, raised his hand to wipe away the bright red blood on his lips, and looked at his slightly pale cheeks due to the pain with a half-smile.

With pale complexion, red eyes, and paired with those faint green pupils, Su Jingyue felt his voice dry up, "You settle your own affairs by yourself, I'll give you another three days, after three days, come back and find me."

After speaking, he turned and left without the slightest nostalgia.

The rain is still pattering down.

Wen Qibai raised his hand to cover the wound that was still bleeding, and looked sideways at Ye Fengan who was standing beside him, "Have you finished the fun?"

Holding an umbrella, Ye Fengan shrugged his shoulders irrelevantly, "I'm just here to give you an opinion, and if you're interested, I don't mind forming an alliance with you."

Wen Qibai squatted halfway in front of the tomb, plucking the lilies that were drenched in the rain, and sneered, "Allied with you? Don't you think the Ye family is disgusting?"

"I formed an alliance with you just because I thought the Ye family was disgusting." Ye Feng'an knelt down and looked at the smiling, sunny woman on the tombstone, "Are you interested in bringing down those old men with me, not to mention, those old men? The old man also prepared a big gift for you."

"Not interested." Wen Qibai stood up after leaving a word, Ye Family?The place where my mother tried everything possible to escape, the place where my mother hated her whole life, would he want to go back again?

It's too messy, the whole thing is too messy, Wen Qibai rubbed his painfully swollen head, and smiled softly as he walked, sure enough, he still couldn't face all this, he even admitted what happened back then Don't dare.

Cowardly to the extreme.

When he opened the door and entered the house wearing wet clothes, Wen Qibai only felt a splitting headache, he must have a fever, since he fell into the river last time, he has often had a fever.

Finding two cold medicines from the drawer, after swallowing them, Wen Qibai turned on the phone.

Su Jingyue's text messages and phone calls almost overwhelmed him. In comparison, Wei Qing's dozens were not enough.

After pressing Wei Qing's phone number, Wen Qibai called him.

After one ring, it was connected, which is enough to imagine how the person over there is looking at the phone eagerly, waiting for the call.

[Xiaobai...] Wei Qing sniffed, and cried out Wen Qibai's name, [Where have you been? You are missing again! ]

Wen Qibai'an listened to him quietly before starting to coax him, "I'll go home, how grown-up are you, why are you crying?"

Wei Qing was still crying, he didn't dare to tell Wen Qibai, he thought Su Jingyue had kidnapped Xiaobai, because every time he went to Wen Qibai, he could always see Su Jingyue's terrified face.

It just freaked him out.

After finally coaxing Wei Qing well, Wen Qibai also heaved a sigh of relief, propped his forehead and rubbed his temples for a while, then lay down on the table.

The night gradually enveloped the land, and the drizzle was still falling. It rained all night, and the weather did not clear up.

The rainy season of this season is very humid.

Wen Qibai opened his eyes with difficulty, woke up, looked at the still gray sky outside, and didn't know how long he had slept.

My whole body was limp and weak, and I even felt like I was going to die.

Those green pupils were also covered with a layer of water vapor due to the high fever, and the tip of the eyes was red, and Wen Qibai looked sideways at the sky outside, not wanting to move.

After sleeping and waking up several times, the screen of the silent mobile phone on the table lit up and then went dark, until it ran out of power and turned off automatically.

Su Jingyue leaned on the sofa, listened to the voice from the microphone, and frowned more and more, but he still didn't answer the phone.

"Jing Yue, it's hard for me to come out to play once. You really don't understand the style." Qin Zhishu held the wine glass and touched the face of the girl next to him, "Beauty, isn't Su especially puzzled by the style today?"

The girl next to her covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, flirting with Qin Zhishu, "What are you talking about, brother Qin, you really hate it."

Qin Zhishu continued to mess with the beauties.

It's been a day and a night, and Wen Qibai still doesn't answer his calls, does he really want to make a clean break?

Su Jingyue turned off the phone, played with the wine glass in his hand, and drank the spicy wine into his mouth.

Zhang Qi lay on the sofa next to him, wrapped his coat from the 70s a little tighter, "Jing Yue, do you really want to move Cheng Tianlan now? The timing is not so good, and you are putting pressure on those old men of the Ye family, you Are you crazy?!"

Zhang Qi always thought that Su Jingyue was relatively stable and never made rash advances. Since Su Jingyue took over the Su family, he took every step steadily, but now he suddenly started to advance aggressively. The Cheng family and the Ye family moved together. Isn't it forcing these two families? Alliance?

If the two countries form an alliance, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Cheng Tianlan is not stupid, if you are caught by him, you will be screwed." Zhang Qi lay on the sofa, took a glass of wine from the table, took a sip, and reminded him.

He can't change Su Jingyue's mind, but as a friend, he still needs to remind him that Cheng Tianlan is not a good person, if you don't have enough things to bring him down, you'd better not move, otherwise, you will be driven crazy Dogs can bite.

Su Jingyue didn't say a word, drinking the strong wine in the cup silently, his eyes became darker.

By the time he stood in front of Wen Qibai's house unconsciously, it was already late at night, and the door was unexpectedly open.

There was a dim light in the room.

When he opened the door and went in, Wen Qibai was lying on the table with his back facing him, showing no intention of waking up.He was still wearing the clothes of that day, and there was a faint sound of breathing in the silent air.

Su Jingyue stood in front of the table, put his hand on Wen Qibai's forehead, it was terribly hot, he really had a fever, did he not answer the phone all day and night because he had a fever?

It burns so badly that you don't know how to call someone? !Su Jingyue frowned, picked Wen Qibai up, and walked outside.

Struggled unexpectedly.

Wen Qibai didn't know when he woke up, and looked up at Su Jingyue in his arms.There seemed to be water in those green pupils.

"I want to drink water." Wen Qibai whispered while clutching his shirt.

Su Jingyue who walked to the door fell back again, put Wen Qibai beside the bed, poured a glass of warm water into the glass, and brought it to his mouth.

"When did you start to have a fever? You don't even know how to bring an umbrella when you go out." Su Jingyue held a water glass and fed water into it little by little, and scolded in a low voice.

Wen Qibai was in a coma for a day and a night, and his physical strength had long been exhausted. He raised his eyes to look at Su Jingyue, who was frowning impatiently, and his mind had already stopped thinking.

"Still thirsty?" Su Jingyue put the water glass on the table, "If you're not thirsty, I'll take you to the hospital."

Wen Qibai didn't speak, Su Jingyue picked him up and walked outside.

Wen Qibai lay on his shoulder very peacefully, resting his chin on his shoulder. If he didn't feel the dampness on his shoulder, Su Jingyue would even think that he had fallen asleep.

"Why are you crying?" Su Jingyue put Wen Qibai down, and wiped away the tears hanging on his cheeks with the back of his hand, "Aren't you so sloppy when you're sober? Get angry with me, now you're happy."

Wen Qibai rubbed the back of his slightly cold hand, and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry."

"It's good to know that I'm sorry." Su Jingyue sighed, "It's good that you still have me in your heart."

Wen Qibai has always been very stubborn, if it wasn't for the burnt confusion this time, how could he be like this.

Su Jingyue couldn't understand him better than him, but at this time, what Wen Qibai expressed was his true feelings. He didn't need to worry about his past, but was loyal to the true feelings in his heart.

"Miss me?" Su Jingyue asked slowly.

Wen Qibai lowered his eyes and nodded after a long time.

A smile curled up on the corner of Su Jingyue's lips, kissed his hot brow, and then lowered his head to kiss his pale lips. The feeling after so many days made Su Jingyue's brain lose the ability to think, and Wen Qibai was pressed. In the car, he kissed him fiercely.

How did he spend the past half month?Is it as painful as yourself?Did you cry, did you eat well?

Su Jingyue stroked his pale cheeks, his eyes were full of distress, Wen Qibai was no better than him, since it was hard, why bother to separate, since both were distressed, why should he be so stubborn.

"I don't care about anything, will you be with me?" Su Jingyue's voice was soothing, coaxing him bit by bit.

Wen Qibai shook his head.

Sure enough, it was still the case, Su Jingyue smiled wryly, it was still the case.

The cool night wind blew, Wen Qibai shivered, and then Su Jingyue wrapped him in a coat, "Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital."