man in suit

[Any comments, Ming Chen?Recognize your own identity, you are just a pet, now, go to Wenhan's place] This is a sentence that drilled into his mind when he had a headache and fell into a coma for the first time, from the analysis of his tone and voice, the person who said this sentence should be He Hongxue is gone.

A ruthless man.

In fact, Mingchen has no resistance to men and men. Although he is clean and self-sufficient, he is not stubborn and conservative.

It was the first time I met He Wenhan after rebirth. Although that brat ran into his room in the middle of the night and messed around while he was in a daze, thinking back carefully, he was patient, gentle enough and skilled enough.

Seems like a messy guy, but it didn't hurt him one bit that night.

A He Wenhan who looks arrogant and unreasonable, a He Wenxuan who is gentle on the surface but indifferent, and an overbearing He Hongxue who likes to control everything.

He now somewhat understands why "Mingchen" swallowed sleeping pills. People with weaker minds may not be able to bear the torture of these three brothers.

The charming aroma in the coffee shop has not dissipated for a long time, and the half-cup of Mocha is already cold.

With clothes scattered around her, He Hongxue left directly after the "punishment", leaving Mingchen alone on the cold brown floor.

A person's footsteps could be heard vaguely from behind. When they were far away, they were in a hurry, but when they got closer, they became gentler and cautious, and the sound of their footsteps on the floor was weak.

There was a faint smell of perfume in the air that didn't belong to him, nor did it belong to He Hongxue.

It's He Wenxuan.

Still pretending to be dead and lying curled up on the floor, Ming Chen swore that he must look terrible now, with clothes scattered all over the floor around him, messy hair on his forehead blocking his sight, and his body was still dirty Yes, that bastard He Hongxue just left when he was done, and threw him on the ground like trash.

The man who walked up to him squatted down, as if he wanted to reach out and gently stroke Ming Chen's hair. Ming Chen trembled violently and curled up even more, almost hugging himself into a ball, and buried his face. Into the hands, like a frightened ostrich.

"I'll take you back to your room, you'll catch a cold."

The soft and warm clothes covered Ming Chen's body, and He Wenxuan, who tried to soften his voice, went around the man's knee with one hand, and held Ming Chen's shoulder with the other, and quickly hugged Ming Chen from the ground.

Without struggling or refusing, the man who was picked up curled up in the wrapping of his clothes as much as possible, and buried his head in He Wenxuan's chest. It was very warm, and there was a faint smell of oak, like a ginkgo forest in autumn, refreshing and pleasant. people.

If it was "Ming Chen" from the past, he would probably be infatuated with this man, not because of the love from the heart, but just because he likes the rare tranquility in the He family, but being too dependent often makes him weaker and weaker. Not a good habit.

Holding He Wenxuan's shirt tightly, his heart beat faster, although just a little bit was enough.

Very well, He Wenxuan didn't feel completely indifferent to him, but there was no doubt that his importance in He Wenxuan's heart was only about one percent.

Today's things can be used a little bit, and love and guilt are also one of the knocking stones to knock on the door of the heart.

The not-so-long coat could barely wrap Ming Chen's body. Even though he was curled up, the man's two thin and long calves were still exposed, and they swayed from time to time as He Wenxuan walked.

The passing servants lowered their heads tactfully and did not look at Mingchen and He Wenxuan. Obviously, this was not the first time for them. The He family did not completely deprive him of his dignity. Standing with his back turned from a distance, the servant still bowed his head and turned a blind eye, barely giving him a little respect.

Ming Chen probably figured out his position in the He family, or rather his position in He Hongxue's heart.

In the end, He Hongxue was the master of this family, and He Hongxue created all the rules.

Feeling that He Wenxuan's footsteps suddenly slowed down, Ming Chen, who had been buried in the man's arms, turned his head slightly and looked out. Not far away, a familiar figure was leaning against the wall, looking at them with arms crossed.

It was the culprit who caused all these things today——He Wenhan.