man in suit

The light in the bedroom was dim, and only the sound of breathing could be heard quietly. Two men in clothes were hugging each other and lying on the big bed. This was the scene He Wenxuan saw when he opened the door.

After watching quietly for half a minute, He Wenxuan finally closed the door of He Wenhan's bedroom and left.

What Ming Chen hated most in his life was betrayal.

He has already woken up, the window covered by layers of warm curtains reveals faint blue light, the sun has not yet risen, this time is about six o'clock in the morning, behind him, the hands wrapped around his waist The man was still sound asleep, rubbing his hair from time to time.

There was no expression on his face. Ming Chen quietly watched the cold light seeping from the gap in the curtains. The blue-gray light revealed the last coldness of the approaching morning sun. Zheng Bo chatted, and Mingchen more or less got some information he wanted from Zheng Bo's words.

The government has not given up on the investigation and pursuit of Tyrell. After all, that man is dangerous and elusive. After massacring so many members of the Black family, the word Tyrell probably means nothing to the dignitaries in the first district. The existence of a "ghost of death", that man can kill so many members of the Black family and get away unscathed, who knows if he will suddenly break into your house?

He Wenhan's friend, the sheriff Zheng Bo happened to be in charge of the investigation of Tyrell. This young, promising and smart sheriff chose to search for clues from people around Tyrell. Zheng Bo, a district government, did not do it before. It was done, and Zheng Bo really found some clues.

It's not because Zheng Bo is too smart, it's just that some of them betrayed Tyrell.

There was gradually movement behind him, and Ming Chen quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He Wenhan also drank a lot last night, to be precise, he drank a lot of stuffy wine, and Ming Chen almost ignored him all night and only cared about drinking and talking with Zheng Bo. Symptoms of being drunk, a little dizzy but within a tolerable range.

He felt that he hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time, his chest was filled with cotton candy, an indescribable satisfaction and fulfillment.

Quietly watching the man in his arms who hadn't woken up, He Wenhan recalled the scene after he brought Mingchen back last night. The sleeping man looked defenseless, with long eyelashes and long eye ends, extremely Beautiful lip shape, high nose bridge, slightly raised nose tip.

He is a man who can still feel young and clean even in his 30s. He is a man who looks very mature but makes people want to be bullied and pampered at the same time.

"I don't really want to bully you like this all the time, but you don't even look at me, the more you want to bully you when you get angry, I know I'm naive, but it's all your fault, you know? You made me I have become so childish." Inexplicably speaking to the sleeping man, He Wenhan paused and continued, "My elder brother once taught me that if a person makes you feel bad but does not belong to you, then ruined him."

After that, there was a long silence. He Wenhan rubbed his chin lightly on Mingchen's shoulder, and murmured: "Sometimes when I look at you now, I feel familiar and strange, as if I have never seen you before." .”

Mingchen's phrase "the former Mingchen is dead" is like a stubborn needle that has been stuck in his brain, and he can't see it or get it out.

"What am I going to do with you, you bloody bastard."

Suddenly thought of something, He Wenhan jumped off the bed, and the man who came out of the bathroom more than ten minutes later had a towel around his waist, his hair was still wet, obviously he just wiped it casually.

He raised his arm and sniffed. He Wenhan was very satisfied with the smell on his body now. As twins, he and He Wenxuan have been consciously or unconsciously distinguishing each other since they were young. Personality is one thing, and dressing and living habits are another. For one thing, they never use the same thing when it comes to fragrance and bath products.

He deliberately took a shower with He Wenxuan's usual verbena body wash. He Wenhan felt that he smelled like He Wenxuan. He stroked his hair back and looked very similar to He Wenxuan.

Getting under the quilt, He Wenhan quickly took off Mingchen's trousers, and while unbuttoning the man's crumpled shirt with both hands, he kissed Mingchen's neck and collarbone .

The skin under the palm is as silky as white milk chocolate, He Wenhan just kept kissing this man, recalling every sensitive point of Ming Chen's body, deliberately teasing and gently rubbing, Ming Chen frowned after a while , turned sideways to avoid the unknown creatures that harassed him to sleep early in the morning, He Wenhan hugged tightly to prevent Mingchen from escaping.

As if in a nightmare, after muttering a few words uncomfortably, the hangover man was finally "woke up" by He Wenhan. Although Ming Chen had already woken up an hour ago, he still had to Pretend to be hungover.

"Why... don't make trouble..." The man shivering and trying to hide under the pillow, the frowning man with his eyes closed raised his hand weakly, trying to push the weight off his body.

"Do you love me?" He Wenhan held Mingchen's cheeks, lowered his head and kissed the man's soft and delicious lips, "Mingchen, look at me and tell me, do you love me?"

"Huh?" Opened his eyes in a daze, a familiar face was reflected in his still-clear eyes, Ming Chen blinked his eyes as if trying to see the man in front of him clearly, "What are you talking about? "

He Wenhan kissed the man's forehead, stroked Mingchen's somewhat messy soft hair, and his voice became gentle: "Do you love me?"

Whether it is the smile or the gentle gaze, it looks very similar to He Wenxuan, but if you look closely, you can find that the smile on the corner of the mouth is a little stiff, and there is an inexplicable tension hidden in the tenderness in the eyes.

"Why...ask this question all of a sudden?" Seemingly awakened by the alarm, Ming Chen held He Wenhan's shoulders with both hands to make himself move up, looking at He Wenhan with a puzzled expression.

"What if I say I'm in love with you?" Grabbing Ming Chen's hands, He Wenhan bowed his head and kissed the round and clean fingertips. Ming Chen has a pair of very, very beautiful hands, and when he holds them, his fingers always subconsciously Soften, weak and submissive.

He likes Mingchen's fingers, likes Mingchen's wrist, likes soft hair, likes long eye tails, likes slightly raised nose tip...

"...He Wenhan, what are you playing?"

The hands held in his hands slid away with a whimper, and He Wenhan raised his head to meet Ming Chen's eyes full of vigilance and doubts, his heart was churning with turbulent waves, but on the surface he was still calm Gentle look.

"Don't you recognize me? I'm He Wenxuan." As if wanting Ming Chen to smell him on purpose, He Wenhan kissed the man's ear, and Qin got very close, "You were drunk last night."

"Even if you wear the perfume of verbena, you are still He Wenhan." Pushing the person aside, He Wenhan was so careful that Si Mingchen could smell it with his eyes closed, pretending to be dizzy from a hangover, Mingchen lay on his side Frowning slightly on the bed, holding his forehead with his hand, he didn't look very comfortable.

Unexpectedly, Ming Chen noticed it at a glance. He Wenhan put his arms around the man's waist and picked him up. He picked up a pillow and stuffed it on Ming Chen's back so that he could lie on the head of the bed.

"How do you know I'm not He Wenxuan?" He Wenhan confirmed that he was clearly pretending to be very good. Although most of the time he and He Wenxuan distinguish each other intentionally or unintentionally, there were times when they pretended to be each other when they were young. Except for the elder brother He Hongxue, they had deceived many people, but now Ming Chen could tell it at a glance, which made He Wenhan feel unspeakable.

You must know that in the past, Ming Chen mistook him for He Wenxuan more than once.

"Would you mistake coffee for cocoa?" Ming Chen looked around, his voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't see a cup filled with water in his field of vision, and there was a cup on the counter not far away. A capsule coffee machine and an electric kettle are provided.

Lifting the quilt and getting off the bed, the man who seemed to be wobbly and about to fall at any moment tried to walk over to get himself a glass of water.

"Where are you going?" The vivacious He Wenhan caught up with Ming Chen in two or three steps, hugged the man's waist and carried him back to the bed, "Take a bath?"

"I want to drink a glass of water, and of course take a shower..." Mingchen looked down at himself, and Ming Chen frowned in disgust. He has always been a clean person.

"Stay well." After leaving a sentence, He Wenhan went to the jacuzzi and turned on the switch, poured another glass of water and brought it over, sat on the bedside and handed it to Ming Chen, "Drink it."

Taking the water glass with both hands, Ming Chen lowered his head and sipped it in small sips. He Wenhan kept staring at him during the whole process, with a weird smile on his face.

After drinking a whole glass of water, Ming Chen let out a breath and handed the glass to He Wenhan beside him.

"You often mistook me and He Wenxuan before, how come you can recognize both of us all of a sudden now?"

"I don't know," Ming Chen shrugged, and said indifferently, "Maybe I just wanted to annoy you on purpose before, and I want to sleep for a while after taking a shower..."

Mingchen looked around, this is He Wenhan's bedroom: "If you feel inconvenient, I can go back to the room by myself."

"You can sleep here." He Wenhan kissed the man on the cheek.