The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

what are you doing?

The mobile phone was snatched away before sending out a few words, Han Yi's heart sank, and it was Song Hou's cynical face that he looked up at. message, and smiled mockingly: "Do you really think they are lovers?"

"Just a rat alive in an underground pipe."

"Give me back the phone."

Song Hou sneered, raised his hand high and slammed down hard. The screen of the phone shattered and the light went out in an instant.

"what are you doing!"

Han Yi was holding back his anger at this time, and at this moment, he took the lead and punched Song Hou. Song Hou stretched out his hand to block it, and took Han Yi into his arms.

Han Yi was not willing to let his plan succeed, he kicked him, Song Hou stepped aside, and at the same time Han Yi punched him with the other hand, hitting his right cheek.

He was beaten to the side of the head, but Song Hou didn't care that he was beaten. Instead, taking advantage of Han Yi's hand not retracting, he pressed over by himself and lowered Han Yi to the wall.

"Go away."

"He just means he wants to, and I just go away?"

Song Houqi pinched Han Yi's chin with one hand so hard that he seemed to crush his jaw, "I'm here today to tell you that the facts will prove that your choice is wrong. Han Yi, you choose Zhou Yunshen used to be a dog struggling to survive in the smelly water area, but now he is still a dog in human clothes! You will see that your choice is wrong."

"The only person you should choose in this life is me!"

Leaning against the cold wall, Han Yi's back hurt from being hit by the furious Song Hou.

"You will see that you, Han Yi, are the only ones I can rely on in this world, and only the Song family can give you shelter. Can you believe that the only person you can love is me, Marquis Song. Zhou Yunshen is just a bastard!"

"you shut up!"

Han Yi exerted all his strength, broke free from Song Hou's control and punched him. The two fought in the stairwell. Han Yi's shirt collar was ripped off, revealing half of his chest, and his slender neck was exposed to Han Yi's eyes. In front of him, the skin as white as jade was so dry that his throat was dry under his hands, and he bowed his head and kissed Han Yi's fist regardless.

It was like being bitten by thousands of ants, the pain intensified, and he wanted to leave a hickey!

Han Yi was anxious for a moment, and his heart suddenly flustered. If Zhou Yunshen came back this week, wouldn't he go crazy if he saw it?

Dust billowed up countless times on the two of them. At this time, there were footsteps upstairs, and it was the person who came downstairs!

"Brother Han!"

When Yang Ming's voice came, Han Yi said happily, "Yang Ming!"

Yang Ming rushed down three steps at a time, raised his fist and hit Song Hou.The two besieged Song Hou, who couldn't resist, and ran downstairs in embarrassment.

Han Yi helped Han Yi stand up, and couldn't help scolding his mother in his heart, Song Hou is really a fucking lunatic!

"Brother Han, how are you? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"fine."

Han Yi leaned against the wall, "Is Jing Yun asleep?"

"Not yet, it will take about an hour, Brother Han, are you going back now?"

Han Yi smiled wryly, "Let's wait for Jing Yun to sleep in such a suit. He is too old, so it's not easy to fool him. Don't scare the child."

"Go to my house."

Yang Mingdao: "It's not far away."

Han Yi nodded, and Yang Ming's eyes fell on his neck, where the hickey marks on the white skin were very obvious, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand to help Han Yi pull his clothes: "Let's go, Brother Han. "

Yang Ming now has a distribution car, which belongs to the company, and it is a used Da Ben.

It takes about ten minutes to reach the old residential building. The furnishings in the open-door house on the third floor are very simple, and there are not many things cleaned up.

Yang Ming found a suit of clothes for him, and Han Yi went to the bathroom to take a shower and change into a suit of clothes. When he came out, his hair was still dripping with water, and Yang Ming handed him a towel in due course.

The man fell into the soft sofa, Yang Ming handed him a cigarette, Han Yi lit the cigarette and took a deep breath, closed his eyes and asked after a while, "Don't you ask me anything?"

"Brother Han, just say what you want, and if you don't, I won't ask more questions."

Han Yi laughed twice and said, "You are the only one who can talk so easily. If it's Zhou Yunshen, it's no wonder you don't break the casserole."

Hearing Zhou Yunshen's name, Yang Ming's expression froze, "Brother Han, are you really sure that Zhou Yunshen can protect you well?"

The smoky man said calmly, "I don't need protection."

"Brother Han, you understand what I mean. I'm not saying whether you need protection or not, but... is he really suitable for you?" Yang Ming summoned up his courage and said, "I also checked who Zhou Yunshen is. It must be a day of licking blood, not suitable for Brother Han, you will be in danger sooner or later if you follow him, Brother Han, if he is caught one day, you have to be alone."

"Let's wait until that day."

After finishing speaking, Han Yi seemed to feel that these words were too cold for Yang Ming who cared about him, so he softened his tone and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Yang Ming, you don't understand me and him. We've known each other since we were young, and it's not easy to meet again in this life. Don't say it's dangerous, even if it's a sea of ​​swords and fire, I'm willing to go with him."

There are people in this world that you don't want to let go once you meet them. Even if you know how twists and turns the road ahead will be, you are still willing to stay with him, even if it means death.

Yang Ming smiled wryly when he heard the words, but the brightness of the room made him feel as if he was in the dark and couldn't find any light.

The domineering smell of cigarettes filled the whole room. Yang Ming felt that the whole room was extremely oppressive. He opened his lips slightly and said, "Brother Han, I'll cook something for you to fill your belly."

Han Yi also felt tired and flustered, so he let out a soft "um", and Yang Ming went to work in the kitchen. After smoking a cigarette, he closed his eyes and leaned back.

The wound on his body from the scuffle with Song Hou is burning hot now, and he is more concerned about the marks Song Hou left on him. Zhou Yunshen probably won't come back at this time, right?

Zhou Yunshen left someone to guard the downstairs of his house. Why does Song Hou always appear in front of him?

Song Hou Song Hou, the people of the Song family are like hungry ghosts, making him feel cold when he sees them.

Think about it, when he first met Zhou Yunshen before, he wanted to leave City A, but now he is getting deeper and deeper, and the old people come on stage one by one. He can't stand it, but he is not willing to leave Zhou Yunshen. The bones of the two have grown together, once they are separated, it will not only be dripping with blood?

Yang Ming made scallion oil noodles, and Han Yi fell asleep leaning on the sofa when the noodles were ready.

The fan-like eyelashes cast a shadow on the eyelids, and the unwashed hair looked even darker, which made his skin more fair.

Han Yi has always been thin, like a green bamboo.

Yang Ming turned to his side to put down the bowl and looked at Han Yi carefully by the light. He has always liked Han Yi, not all because he was nice to him, but because he helped him, even after knowing that he was gay. He didn't feel disgusted either, thinking about the days when he shared the same bed, he still felt happy, thinking about it made his heart burn.