He Jimin's voice was not loud, so Xing Zhuo who was opposite him didn't hear him.

Xing Zhuo still didn't understand that he was hitting someone with something, so he leaned forward in a low voice but tried to keep a distance and asked, "Say it again."

He Jimin's legs were stretched to both sides by the people who forced him in, making him a little irritable, but if he pushed Xing Zhuo away, he couldn't hear clearly. In the end, He Jimin could only He clicked his lips irritably, then stretched out his hand to hook the other party's neck, pressed his body against the other party's ear, and said, "Touch yourself."

After finishing speaking, the other party froze, and then put the back of his hand under his body, and when he touched the piece hanging on his body, he stopped moving.

He Jimin originally planned to ask someone to get off his body, but when he raised his eyelids and saw the fierce expression on Xing Zhuo's face just now, he couldn't hold back a little.

The man's ears turned red.

This is a typical example of eating soft but not hard.

The other party's beautiful thin lips are now pursed together, and they retreated without saying a word.

He Jimin was free, and was just about to pull his collar to catch some air, when he suddenly heard someone opening the door in the living room downstairs.

He Jimin reacted quickly, regardless of Xing Zhuo's instinctive repulsion when he was touched, he first grabbed Xing Zhuo's arm and led him to the bed in the back room, and then whispered in Xing Zhuo's ear, "My ex-boyfriend is here. , don't come out."

After closing the door, as soon as he walked into the living room, he saw Hou Fangyuan who was turning the key on his middle finger.

Seeing He Jimin coming out of it, Hou Fangyuan first smiled, "Are you still angry?"

He Jimin also replied with a polite smile, "Mr. Hou."

Hou Fangyuan, who had been stripped of his life, sat down by himself, "Jimin, I know I've been playing wildly recently, but you should know that since I am playing, it can only be playing. He took out a cigarette in his pocket, lit it, then flicked the lighter, and slammed it on the table with a "snap", "You are the only one who can take the initiative to find me, do you understand what I mean?"

He Jimin walked towards Hou Fangyuan with a smile, followed the lighter on the table, and when he reached the entrance, he reached out to take off the coat that Hou Fangyuan had just hung up, and opened the door by the way, "Then what I mean now, do you understand?" ?”

"He Jimin," Hou Fangyuan called out his name softly, "don't make trouble."

He Jimin buttoned the lighter, pressed it down lightly, and the flames started to ignite on the light material in his hand, "What if I make a fuss?"

Sitting on the sofa, Hou Fangyuan quietly looked at He Jimin whose face was half illuminated by the firelight.

He was in a trance for a moment, and then seriously thought about one thing.

How to catch up with He Jimin again.

He Jimin of this style is very attractive.

Originally, he had already planned to break up with He Jimin, but he still had a business order for a single machine in his hand, and he was in a hurry to sell it recently. If the buyer was finalized, he could make a lot of money. The plan was that if he couldn't find someone better-looking than He Jimin, he would hang him first, and if He Jimin still kept the clear soup and water, he would kick people.

But now He Jimin is stronger than before, and with this face that he can't get enough of, it's a heavy load.

Hou Fangyuan scolded at the bar before, but after thinking about it, he felt that He Jimin's current temper was exactly what he wanted, so now he was a little reluctant to let go.

"Well, if you don't want to talk about it today, then don't talk about it," Hou Fangyuan said in a relaxed tone again.

"Hou Fangyuan," He Jimin lowered his head and used his shoes to scatter the soot mixed with sparks on the ground, then smiled at Hou Fangyuan who was sitting in the room.

It was at this moment that He Jimin changed his mind.

"Pick me up to work at work tomorrow, and I'm going to bed tonight," He Jimin said, and gave Hou Fangyuan the steps along the way.

Hou Fangyuan stood and stared at He Jimin.

He Jimin added, "I want you to chase after me again."

Hou Fangyuan was a little surprised at first, and then quickly agreed, "Okay."

He stood up, and didn't react much to his shattered clothes, but kept his gaze fixed on He Jimin's face.

Even he himself was surprised that this face, which he had seen so many times, was particularly magical today.

So Hou Fangyuan couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch He Jimin's waist, but he didn't give way.

"Want to sleep without being chased by someone?" He Jimin hooked his eyes on him, but he was physically distant.

The soles of Hou Fangyuan's feet stick to the ground after teasing him, and finally he dawdled at the door for a while before reluctantly leaving.

He Jimin locked the door behind him, then walked into the bedroom, and then saw Xing Zhuo who was taking off his clothes.

And the current posture made him a little bit crazy.

The other party was sitting with his legs crossed. It seemed that he had just finished exercising and his top was wet. He Jimin, who was standing by the side, could even smell a sandalwood smell.

Xing Zhuo's lines and outlines are the best he has ever seen. In addition, the other party's skin is dark, and under the warmer light, it reflects the light and shade, making it even more delicate.

Then his eyes lingered for a moment above, and finally looked down.

Sensing that someone was coming, Xing Zhuo paused, wrapped his head in a shirt when he turned around, and tentatively asked, "The person left?"

Then there was another pause, "The sheets are dirty."

He Jimin walked over and patted him on the shoulder to indicate that he was fine.

But Xing Zhuo blocked it with his hands, "I'm not used to being touched by others," and then continued, "Borrow a bathroom."

He Jimin stretched out his hand and poked it up, "Are you sure you don't need to help?"

Xing Zhuo reacted greatly, and stood up directly from the bed, avoiding He Jimin's hand, and said, "No need."

He Jimin leaned forward but kept a distance, and said, "I'll take you to the bathroom."

When He Jimin got closer, he also found that the thinner auricles of the other party,

Red again.

It turned out that the villains and accomplices in the book were pretty cool before being perverted and violent.

Before He Jimin could turn his head back, a text message appeared on his phone.

Baby, wait for me tomorrow.

He Jimin bowed his head, and answered him casually.

It depends on my mood.

He has seen a lot of people like Hou Fangyuan, and those who want to turn back when they are full are probably guilty of baseness.

Don't you want to get back together, then chase after it again.

However, Hou Fangyuan had to kneel.

This is cool.

When he came back to his senses, the lights in the bathroom had already started to turn on, but the movement inside was a bit chaotic.

After a series of hearings, either the soap box fell, or the cup for brushing teeth was broken.

He Jimin leaned against the door and didn't go in. Originally, he wanted to ask the other party through the door if he needed help, but then he thought, why talk so much nonsense to a deaf and blind man.

So he pushed the door open and went in, and what he saw was Xing Zhuo who was a little at a loss.

A person who loses sight and hearing, in an unfamiliar environment, always messes things up.

He Jimin bent down, picked up the bottles and cans on the ground, went to the kitchen to get a broom, and first cleaned up the glass shards on the ground.

One didn't pay attention, and a bloody hole was pierced by glass shards on the belly of the thumb.

He Jimin hissed.

Xing Zhuo, who was standing in the middle, asked, "Did you get stuck?"

Subconsciously, He Jimin thought that the other party had recovered completely, but when he saw his crossed eyelashes and the two closed eyelids, he said softly, "No," and when he realized that he couldn't hear him, he went over again. Take him to the bathtub.

"I'll make a call later," Xing Zhuo measured the bathtub with his calf, then slowly lay down by himself, turned on the shower, and poured it directly from the top of his head.

Because of Xing Zhuo's conditional constraints, He Jimin could only speak in his ear. He didn't want to let Xing Zhuo leave so soon, so he made up a nonsense, "Yes, but you can't see it now. There are many things to deal with." It's inconvenient, I'm just a little doctor, I don't understand other things, I'm just afraid that if you haven't recovered, do you need to call the police on this matter?"

"No need," Xing Zhuo refused, "How did you find me? Did you see the person who tied me up?"

He Jimin made up words to fool him, "It happened to be when I got off work, and I wanted to call the police, but seeing your injury can't wait, I helped you back first, but the person didn't see it," He Jimin waited for a while and continued, " That's why I wanted to ask your opinion."

He Jimin, who was still sucking blood by the side, shook his head, then took off his shoes, put one foot in the bathtub, and the other half-kneeled on the white tiles, he slightly narrowed the distance between the two of them, The chin rubbed against the top of the opponent's head.

The water that was gushing down just now stopped.

He Jimin continued to whisper into his ear, "You have medicine in your eyes, it's best to avoid it.

After He Jimin finished speaking, he saw that the skin behind the ear pinna, which was originally soft, began to turn red little by little.

It's too easy to be shy.

After hearing this, Xing Zhuo didn't speak, he lowered his head to think, and finally hummed softly in his nasal cavity.

"I'll go buy some medicine for you tomorrow. If you rest properly, it won't take two weeks. I'll be right next to you. I won't leave. If you need help, just call me," He Jimin stood up after he finished speaking. He was looking at the mirror in the bathroom, and he took a closer look at it in two steps. His appearance here has not changed, but it is more like refining the details, especially his monochrome hair, which is more obvious here, and the inside of the eye socket Inexplicably, it seemed to be painted in red, even if he didn't speak, just stared at others, it seemed that he had just cried.

The face of a 29-year-old man looked too young.

It is estimated that the original owner was abused and cried by the scumbag too many times.

Prolonged orbital congestion, it is difficult to go back.

He Jimin supported the edge of the sink, looking through the mirror at Xing Zhuo who was moving by himself.

I just feel that the tooth sockets are dry, and this thirst extends down through the throat.

Then I heard the person lying in the bathtub say, "Thank you."

He Jimin took two steps as usual, put his hands behind Xing Zhuo's back, and went out by himself.

The next morning, He Jimin rubbed his eyes, feeling hot all over his body, and when he turned over, his nose was pressed against the warm skin.

He got up early and said with a nasal smile, "Good morning."

Xing Zhuo woke up earlier than him, and his whole body was extremely stiff.

The cause was that an arm was loosely placed on his stomach.

He Jimin didn't pull his hands back, and he spoke in an extremely natural voice, "I'm going to the hospital today, and I'll bring you something with you," he said, and stuffed a key into the man's hand, "You take this one first. , my ex-boyfriend may come over, remember to lock it when you are in the house."

Since He Jimin got bored last night, he found that Xing Zhuo seemed to be very tolerant of his soft voice.

So when He Jimin spoke to Xing Zhuo, he always deliberately lowered his voice with gentleness.

It's just that after he left the door, his face changed into a different style.

Because he was looking at the door, he parked a dazzling red convertible early, but the place where the car let them see was stuffed with roses.

Hou Fangyuan's face was full of pampering, "Get in the car."

He Jimin raised his eyelids, smiled and got into the car.

But after He Jimin got into the car, the other party didn't leave in a hurry, but kept looking into his room.

"What?" He Jimin picked one of the top flowers casually when he got in the car, put it on his nose and chin and smelled it, "You think I'm hiding?"

Hou Fangyuan, who had been punctured, lowered his head and touched his nose, "No, I just miss you."

"How did I hear that you had a conflict with Shen Qiuyang yesterday?" Hou Fangyuan changed the subject, kicked the gas pedal towards the hospital entrance, "The version I heard was that you twisted his arm."

"Well," He Jimin pinched a rose petal and turned to ask him, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Hou Fangyuan looked forward.

Afterwards in the car, he didn't speak any more, listening to He Jimin humming in the co-pilot.

Since noon yesterday, he had the faint feeling that He Jimin's sex had changed, his previously meek and tolerant temperament was gone, and the stabbing feeling was lingering from the moment he opened his eyes.

Especially when he heard that He Jimin, who has always been stable and honest, beat Shen Qiuyang.

Strictly speaking, Shen Qiuyang and himself are also buddies, and they have been playing well in the past few years. Even if they bumped into He Jimin before, the result was that He Jimin had a foolish laugh, and there was basically no holiday left.

When Hou Fangyuan thought of this, he glanced at He Jimin who was leaning against the glass and looking out.

More than once, he suspected that He Jimin had become enlightened, knowing that after spending the past few years with him, he finally knew what he liked.

He Jimin is now showing his teeth and claws.

Hou Fangyuan felt itchy in his heart.

"Do I look good?" He Jimin, who was looking at the scenery just now, suddenly turned his head and smiled at Hou Fangyu, "Hou Fangyuan, do you like me?"

"I like it," Hou Fangyuan didn't hesitate, put his hand on He Jimin's shoulder, and added, "I like it to death."

He Jimin listened, and pointed at Hou Fangyuan with a finger, "Get out of the car."

Seeing that the expression on He Jimin's face didn't look like he was joking, Hou Fangyuan stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The steamed stuffed buns at the street stalls are pretty good." He Jimin lay down on the side, "I'm hungry."

Hou Fangyuan got out of the car with a smile. After walking two steps, he heard the car behind start to hit the accelerator.

Hou Fangyuan didn't have much money, and he bought a supercar with a loan, which was of a low-to-medium grade, and there was a lot of noise when the accelerator was booming.

After He Jimin and the others got out of the car, he moved up to the driver, and when Hou Fangyuan turned his head, one arm was hanging outwards, chewing gum in his mouth, and waved to him.

"It's fine to go to work together, but I think it's too crowded in a car," He Jimin kicked his feet to the ground, and gave him a laugh before leaving, "How about you—"

"Run."

作者有话要说感谢在2020111821:49:36~2020111922:32:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine for writing, and one cute Doubi Wang;

Thanks to the little angel Yanchen who irrigated the nutrient solution, 10 bottles of ten-year lamps; Garbage man: d9 bottles; 1 bottle of Yelingxue;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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