Married the Scum Gong's Villain Brother

Shen Yijin said he wanted to go upstairs to rest? Naturally, Jing Xun would not refuse.

"OK then."

The two stood up after talking. As for Big Brother Tang and Little Tang who were going to play below, they could ask the manager here to send a message to tell them about his and Shen Yijin's movements.

Anyway, this shop belongs to Mr.

Nothing will happen? It is.

The aisles are narrow and crowded.Jing Xun, who was walking in front, was naturally protected by Shen Yijin behind him, and the two left the booth one after the other, and walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

not far away.

Lin Li and his friend stood in place like two stone sculptures.

It was only when Jing Xun and the others were about to disappear around the corner that Lin Li remembered it. He quickly took out his phone and took two photos.

Although the periphery of the dance floor is dark, Yan Jingxun can still be seen in the photo walking in front, but with one hand behind his back.

And Shen Yijin behind him was holding that hand.

The crowd was noisy, and the two people who were shuttling through it had a posture that seemed like the eyes of elementary school students who went to the toilet together in elementary school.

But the picture is not ugly, it is even perfect - the boy who is slightly shorter in front is youthful and sunny, with a thin waist and long legs.

The man behind him was in a suit and leather shoes, with an extraordinary aura.

And the two of them holding hands one after the other like this? Walking towards the back stairs, there is a feeling of... Not doing good things.

"...No, normal people don't hold hands like this while walking, do they?" Lin Li's friend was dumbfounded, "Not to mention that is Shen Yijin!"

"...Who the hell knows what's going on?!" Lin Li cursed impatiently.

They were still going to find Yan Jing to find trouble, but now they suddenly saw this scene... the shock was not to mention how great it was.

Lin Li felt that he could not be affected by the shock, so he immediately raised his hand and sent these two photos to Shen Bohan who was still ill.

[Lin Li: Terrible, Second Young Master, what do you think I found?Does this Yan Jingxun know how to play? Gu? ? ]

In the hospital, Shen Bohan, who had a high fever for several days and finally got better, was still very weak at the moment, and didn't have the energy to pay attention to his mobile phone.

But as luck would have it, when he heard the phone ringing this time, he barely raised his arm and grabbed it across the bed to take a look.

This is incredible.

The content on the photo was clear and clear. Lin Li even edited it in post-production to prevent him from noticing the blind spot if he was not careful. The part where the two of them were holding hands was circled in red.

With just one glance, Er Shao almost fainted again.

Lin Li on the other side continued to send him a long voice in great excitement: Can you tell where this is?No, did your elder brother get any stimulation?Isn't he not masculine?Fuck, if I send this photo to others, the whole circle will be blown up...

"Cough cough cough cough!"

The sound of violent coughing echoed in the private ward.

Lin Li's voice mixed with explosive dance music continued.

But Shen Bohan threw the phone out heavily, he didn't want to hear a word anymore.

It's a pity that the quality of the newly replaced mobile phone is not bad, and there is nothing wrong with smashing it against the wall, and Lin Li's harsh and unpleasant voice continues to come from.

Shen Bohan: "..."

The room Shen Yijin reserved for himself was at the corner of the corridor on the second floor.

The entire bar occupies an astonishing area. The upper and lower floors add up to about three to four thousand square meters.

The first floor is a public area such as the dance floor and several small private rooms, while the second floor is completely transformed into private rooms of different sizes, which is equivalent to a small KTV, which is more suitable for private parties.

But Shen Yijin's room is a bit special, it is completely independent from other small private rooms, and it is the only room here at the corner.

There is no house number, and the shape of the door? It is very low-key and inconspicuous, and the location is even more secretive.

As for the inside, Jing Xun has been in it before, and the inside area is quite large. It seems that two or three small private rooms have been opened up and redecorated. Except for the bathroom, the overall layout is open, which is equivalent to a small flat of [-] to [-] square meters.

When he came to the corner and pushed open the inconspicuous door, Jing Xun keenly found that this door was not the one he entered and exited last time.

This is amazing.

But? Although he looked at this room from another angle, the furnishings inside remained the same, not different from the last time he came.

...Although he was not clear about that time, he still had a fresh memory of where the sofa was and where the bathroom was.

It's just that there is no smart system like those in their home, the lights have to be turned on manually, and the curtains have to be pulled manually.

——That is? After entering the house and closing the door, Jing Xun found out that it was raining again outside.

The summer torrential rain slammed on the glass windows, extinguishing the long-standing heat and heat waves.

Jing Xun didn't care about these things.

He glanced at Shen Yijin, and immediately ran to the window, closing the window and drawing the curtains swiftly.

... He just said, why did Mr. suddenly seem to be a little bit wrong just now.

It turned out to be raining again.

This thing is also evil to say.

It seems that every time it rains in Dragon City, the husband's mood will become very bad.

It doesn't matter where the other person is, or whether they know it's raining or not.

Just like rheumatism patients can feel the rainy weather, Shen Yijin is... How to describe it... It seems that there is a radar in the spirit.

Of course, sometimes this kind of induction is also accurate from time to time. The doctor said that it is mainly related to the husband's thoughts and emotions.

It felt more like... It seemed that every time he had a premonition that there would be rain in Dragon City, he would feel bad.

Jing Xun too? I don’t really understand.

But it's already his instinct to draw the curtains on rainy days just in case.

There are several windows in this room, Jing Xun just drew the curtain of the last window, when he turned around, he saw Shen Yijin standing behind him.

"……gentlemen?"

Not frightened, Jing Xun put all his attention on Shen Yijin, and naturally heard his footsteps.

After turning around, he walked in front of Shen Yijin with a calm demeanor, but secretly carefully looked at the other person's eyes and expression, and asked cautiously: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Shen Yijin said.

Jing Xun couldn't help looking up at him. He had just had a few sips of wine, and he was so frightened that he sobered up before he started to get confused.

It's just that he's had a drink? The flushed cheeks after drinking are facing Shen Yijin, and his watery eyes are filled with worry that cannot be concealed, staring at them meticulously, making the young man's face look more focused.

Shen Yijin liked his focused gaze very much.

So gently lifted the young man's chin? He lowered his head and kissed him.

The thin smell of alcohol, mixed with the unique aroma of Mr.'s body, coupled with such a venue...inexplicably reminded Jing Xun of the scene when he came here last time.

His legs trembled a little, but someone grabbed Yue Yao's body and forcibly held him up.

In the end, he was so kissed that he was almost breathless? He was released when he was out of breath. Jing Xun inhaled violently, his cheeks were already blushing.

The red corners of his eyes were also rippling, and the moles of tears under them made him look a little pitiful.

Shen Yijin couldn't help touching his face, "Xiao Xun is all right?"

"Remember to breathe through your nose next time."

Jing Xun: "..."

This, after kissing so many times, of course he knows to breathe through his nose!

But that's not... When I get nervous in actual combat, I can't breathe for no reason!

Being vaguely labeled "no" in front of his lover made Jing Xun's cheeks even more blush.

But? It feels like after this kiss? After that, the breath of the husband eased a lot. Jing Xun looked at Shen Yijin with still red eyes, and asked, "Is the husband feeling better?"

"Yeah." Shen Yijin said, "It's not bad."

...Generally, it is not good to deliberately emphasize that it is not good, that is, it is really not very good.

Jing Xun rolled his eyes, his experience told him that he should talk to Mr. about something at such a time to distract him.

So he pulled Shen Yijin to sit on the sofa, and started chatting casually.

Jing Xun: "Mister, did you come here often?"

Shen Yijin: "Not often."

Jing Xun: "Then Mr.... Will you live here occasionally?"

Shen Yijin: "Yes."

Jing Xun: "..."

Jing Xun suddenly discovered that he still didn't know anything about Shen Yijin's past.

Honestly put the hand on the knee? Clenched slightly, Jing Xun tried to ask, "Why do you live here?"

Shen Yijin: "Because... I don't want to go home."

Jing Xun: "?"

Which home is the home Mr. is talking about?

Shen Yijin still answered every question: "All the homes."

Jing Xun: "..."

The topic suddenly became a bit strange.

And it feels a little heavy for no reason.

Jing Xun didn't dare to go any further? He went to ask, his bright eyes glanced into the distance, and he pointed to another door at the end of the room.

"Sir, what's going on with that door...?"

That door should be the one he came in last time.

I didn't want to mention this.

... In order to distract Shen Yijin's attention, he also tried his best.

"Does Xiao Xun want to go and have a look?" Shen Yijin suddenly stood up: "That's where you came in last time."

Jing Xun: "..."

This... Mister doesn't need to be so rational and remember this matter so clearly.

But at this moment, Shen Yijin had already pulled him to stand up.

Walking to that door, like a treasure hunter, he raised his hand to unlock the door.

Then the door was easily pulled open, and they began to walk through the door.

Passing through a long silent corridor, opened a locked iron door again, and there was another iron door in front of him.

This place is like a stairwell. In this not-so-occluded space, the sound of rain outside can already be heard again.

Jing Xun knew that this was the last iron gate in front of him, and the outside should be an open-air rooftop.

On their right hand side there is also a downward? Extended stairs, down? It looks dark, with no lights.

But? You can be sure, that should be the only way to the rooftop on the first floor.

He didn't pass through? Before coming, the disheartened original owner walked all the way up to the rooftop from this staircase.

Zha Gong's gang followed him all the way, chasing after him and humiliating him with words.

Other strangers who simply watched the excitement also followed from here.

But now, this staircase is empty, and the smell of dust is still very strong. It seems that no one has walked by it for a long time.

……

In fact, Jing Xun still has some impressions of the silent corridor that he just passed through behind him.

At that time, he had just passed through and walked down the roof. He was not in good condition. In order to prevent the gang of Slag Gong from following him, he deliberately did not take the stairs to go down to the first floor, but chose to enter the inconspicuous small door opposite.

Thinking about it now, fortunately he chose to open this door at that time...

"It was locked again after you left last time. Generally speaking, no one can enter that room from the outside again." Shen Yijin said.

Jing Xun: "...uh."

He seemed to suddenly understand why he was able to get into Shen Yijin's room so smoothly last time, but he didn't see a bodyguard coming? Come and stop him...

The reason for co-authoring is that these two doors are usually locked, but on that day, they were inexplicably opened by mistake.

No one knew that the door was actually unlocked, so it never occurred to anyone that the door should be guarded.

Moreover, there were so many people on the rooftop at that time, and he walked an unusual path alone.

... The probability does not need to be calculated with the brain? I know it is very small!

"Because it's a small door." Shen Yijin expressed that it was not difficult to understand, "Very few people dare to walk through this door in the middle of the night."

"Xiao Xun is still the first."

Jing Xun: "..."

He is a typical materialist? For him, stepping into a dark and silent corridor is much better than being captured by Slag Gong and the others, so he didn't feel that scary at first.

But now? Looking back at the small door they drilled out just now... If? Shen Yijin wasn't there, he probably wouldn't have walked in.

Looking at Shen Yijin's eyes with great interest in the dim light, Jing Xun felt that he should explain, that he was not a different kind.

He said solemnly: "That can only show that I have a fate with my husband."

Saying this, he himself laughed first.

In the dusty closed corridor, the young man smiled brightly.

——Yes, the situation that cannot be explained by probability and statistical calculations is fate.

Jing Xun didn't believe this before.

But since he came to this world of books, he didn't want to believe it? He couldn't help but began to believe it.

"Fate?"

Adam's apple up and down? Rolling, Shen Yijin carefully chewed these words, his deep eyes were like torches.

He just looked down at him, his expressionless face seemed to be full of expressions.There was only a small dim light above his head, and Jing Xun couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

You can only feel that the other party is holding him, shaking his hand?

The slender fingers interlaced.

It still doesn't feel like enough.

In the end, Shen Yijin opened his arms and took him into his arms again.

hug tightly.

After a while.

Shen Yijin suddenly let go of him again, then turned around and directly opened the iron gate leading to the rooftop.

"gentlemen?!"

It was still raining outside, there was no thunder, but it was raining heavily.

Under the pouring rain, the neon lights downstairs illuminated the roof brightly. In Jing Xun's field of vision, Shen Yijin's tall figure turned his back to him, also against the light.

...Thinking that the rooftop is outside, Jing Xun hardly had time to think about other things, he had already rushed forward and wrapped his arms around Shen Yijin's waist from behind.

"What are you doing, sir, don't scare me!"

Since the video of jumping off the building was released last time, even the stairs leading to here on the first floor have been closed.

Now there were only the two of them on the rooftop, and Jing Xun's voice became louder because of fear and excitement.

At this moment, Shen Yijin turned around.

The facial features on the overly handsome face are still flawless, but the eyes are usually cold and indifferent, now there is some obvious daze.

He looked at the young man's head covered with soft hair, felt the young man's tension, and immediately embraced Jing Xun in his arms again without thinking about it.

"Sorry to scare you."

His chest vibrated, and Shen Yijin's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of guilt.

"...As long as you don't want to do something stupid." Jing Xun was so scared that he didn't dare to let go.

Usually soft youth strength can also be great.

Shen Yijin was hugged even harder by the young man, and he couldn't help rubbing his chin against the soft hair on his head.

The hoarse and textured voice was unbelievably gentle at the moment: "I'm sorry, I just want to experiment?"

"Experiment what?" Jing Xun still hugged him and did not let go.

"I want to see if I'm still afraid of rainy days."

Saying that, Shen Yijin hugged Jing Xun even harder, and said, "Jing Xun, thank you."

"..."

Jing Xun was stunned.

No longer in the posture of tightly dragging the opponent's waist, Jing Xun straightened up slowly: "...So sir, you don't feel anything now?"

"En." The gentleman's voice poured from the top of his head, with a rare, somewhat warm smile: "As long as you think of Xiao Xun, you won't feel it."

"That, that's great."

It would be great to have such a shift.

After making sure that Shen Yijin didn't want to commit suicide, Jing Xun vented his strength and lay down in the opponent's arms instead.

The young man who stopped exerting himself became limp again, he almost shifted all the weight of his body to Shen Yijin's body, which made his hug look more like a coquettish act.

Shen Yijin took a deep breath steadily, calmed the frightened young man more patiently and meticulously, couldn't help but kiss the other person's hair.

I hugged like this for a long time.

Shen Yijin said: "Xiao Xun, let's go back."

"Okay."

Drilling back in the corridor where he came from, he locked all the doors again, and the first thing Shen Yijin did when he came back was to go to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Jing Xun, who followed up in the washroom, saw that his back was wet. It should have been wet from the rain when he turned around and hugged him at the entrance of the rooftop. Jing Xun couldn't help but said, "Sir, take off your clothes."

"..."

Shen Yijin paused while washing his hands

Until Jing Xun gestured behind his back and said, "Your coat is wet."

Shen Yijin: "...um."

After washing his hands, Shen Yijin took off his coat automatically, raised his hand and pulled the tie at the collar, glanced at Jing Xun beside him and said, "Xiao Xun's clothes are also... dirty."

"Eh?" Jing Xun turned around and took a look in the mirror, and found that something rubbed against his shoulder, and it became black, quite eye-catching.

It is said that the corridor just now was prepared for wartime many years ago, and then it was changed hands again and again.

There is no light inside, and it is narrow, and it is normal to rub dust.

Although Jing Xun wasn't hairy, he was still a bit of a clean freak, and wanted to take off his clothes at that time.

He asked Shen Yijin: "Does the gentleman still have any clothes here? Lend me one?"

"Well, I'll find it for you."

After wiping his hands clean, Shen Yijin returned to the house.

The innermost end of the small flat is the bed, next to it is a wardrobe.

But? There are fewer traces of habitation here.Except for the necessary toiletries, Shen Yijin didn't store any personal items here, let alone any clothes.

The only one was the last time he broke in by mistake... the crumpled one.Now it has been washed, ironed, and neatly hung back in the cabinet.

Other than that there is nothing else.

... not even a piece of house clothes.

The husband even said that he would live here when he didn’t want to go home.

What kind of living habit is this?

Can't help but feel more curious about Shen Yijin's previous lifestyle, Jing Xun suddenly remembered that the last time he touched this place, the husband didn't even turn on the lights, and the room still smelled so heavy of cigarettes and alcohol.

...Couldn't it be that he came here when he was sick, and sat here for a night?

"..." With such a simple thought, Jing Xun began to feel sad.

How lonely that was!

Everyone said that Shen Yijin was cold, unkind, and difficult to get close to.

But that may be because he often sits alone in the dark all night long.

……Nobody knows.

……

In the past, I couldn't sleep when I was feeling uncomfortable, and I often stayed overnight.

But at least he can still read in his head.

And later on, I got to know more people, and my seniors often stayed with him overnight, telling him stories, sharing movie plots...

Maybe it was because he was dying at that time, and loneliness was something that happened many years ago, and it was too late to feel it again.

But now, the reborn Jing Xun seems to be able to recall the feeling of having to resist everything by himself.

The most important thing is that when I think of the picture of Mr. Long Legs sitting alone on the sofa in the dark, his eyes are red and stagnant, and the cigarette burns between his fingers...

"Sir..." Jing Xun couldn't help calling out.

After drinking, his still red eyes almost blinked tears, and suddenly the inexplicably emotional Jing Xun felt his nose sore.

Shen Yijin had already walked over with his shirt in his hand, and couldn't help speeding up his pace after seeing his appearance.

"Xiao Xun? What's wrong?"

Quickly walking in front of the young man, Shen Yijin touched his face with his slender fingers.

Jing Xun dared not tell Shen Yijin to see anything unusual.He couldn't help but quickly looked away: "It's nothing."

But with his appearance, the lethality of pear blossoms with rain and red eyes is not ordinary.

In the blink of an eye, YouQi's slender eyelashes trembled wildly with a few tiny drops of water, showing even more grievances, and the hearts of those who saw them were confused.

Throwing aside the shirt he brought over casually, Shen Yijin hugged Jing Xun, lowered his head and carefully looked at the young man's eyebrows and eyes: "Xiao Xun?"

"I'm fine, sir." Jing Xun wiped his face indiscriminately, and hugged Shen Yijin with his backhand, and said, "Anyway, from now on... wherever you go, I will accompany you."

When Jing Xun said this, his original intention was to make Shen Yijin not feel lonely.

He seemed to have neglected that without any preconditions, saying that sounded like... like a clingy love story.

But when Shen Yijin heard this, not only did he not feel sticky, he even laughed.

"it is good."

He complied, followed by raising the young man's head, and kissed the other side's reddened eyes.

Then the thin lips went all the way down? The young man's moist eyelashes trembled even more.

In the end, he felt Shen Yijin bit his neck again? Jing Xun suddenly thought of something, called out softly, and pushed him away slightly.

"I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I will change my clothes first." Jing Xun explained in a low voice, "The clothes are still dirty..."

"Okay." Shen Yijin's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were deep.

"I'll change it for you."

As he said that, the T-shirt on Jing Xun's body was lifted off and took off.

...Shen Yijin is also tall and has strength, so he can easily move him back and forth.

Jing Xun's breathing became slightly deeper and heavier without his shirt on.

Because the two were too close together.

And also? For some reason, Mr. suddenly hugged him and sat him on the water platform.

Then began to bite his neck one step closer.

……

every day.

Is this really going to revisit the old place!

His throat felt dry for a moment, and Jing Xun had no choice but to raise his jaw high.

In the mirror, Shen Yijin's tie was completely torn off by himself, and the neckline was also loose. The other party's slender and straight back was slightly arched, with graceful lines, like a beast ready to go.

The shadows of the two people completely overlapped under the light.

But after lingering in a certain position for a while, Mr. suddenly stood up unexpectedly.

Afterwards, the white shirt that belonged to Shen Yijin was draped over his shoulders.

When he came back to his senses, Jing Xun was carried down again, supported, and stood with both feet on the ground.

Jing Xun: "..."

His breathing alone echoed in the bathroom.

Shen Yijin on the opposite side looked down at him, his expression still showing no emotion.

Jing Xun: "..."

Sure enough, the disease cannot be cured in a day.

Although the husband doesn't have any depressed emotions anymore, but his mood has returned to calm, which means... all emotions are gone.Just like usual, calm and self-sufficient, Gujing calm...

Want nothing.

The report pointed out that Mr. Villain's state was originally two extremes.

……

Alas, forget it.

Not feeling uncomfortable is already a big improvement.

Jing Xun didn't pay much attention to that aspect.

He always felt that it was enough to experience it. Only spiritual pleasure can last forever, and it is good now.

Jing Xun didn't feel anything at all, he looked back at Shen Yijin with warm eyes and a smile.

And in order not to embarrass the husband, he deliberately leaned forward and bit the other's neck a few bites.

Hmm... just treat it as just the kind of intimacy game interaction just now.

So look sir, I didn't either? Just bit you a few bites and didn't do anything else.

So nothing.

Jing Xun felt that he was really caring.

Shen Yijin stood there letting him bite, even holding his waist tightly with one hand.

Jing Xun didn't notice that in the mirror, there was a helpless and indulgent smile in Shen Yijin's dark eyes.

He said, "Xiao Xun, I think we..."

Before the words fell, there was a sudden burst of knocking on the door outside, followed by the manager's voice from outside the door: "Mr. Shen."

Jing Xun, who heard the voice, glanced in the direction of the bathroom, and knew that someone would knock on the door at this moment, so something must have happened? Son...

"Go and have a look." Jing Xun said.

"Ah."

Slowly letting go of him, Shen Yijin stretched out his hand again? He tugged at the shirt that was draped over his shoulders, covering his chest with traces of marks.

The long and straight eyelashes of Mr. drooped: "Put your clothes on first."

Jing Xun: "!"

After Jing Xun put on the shirt on his body, Shen Yijin walked over and opened the door.

"Mr. Shen..." The manager stood outside the door, excited by Shen Yijin's aura when he opened the door, and he rarely saw such a disheveled side of Mr. Shen, so he couldn't help being slightly stunned.

Or did Shen Yijin ask him why? He just remembered to say it.

"It's Young Master Tang, he drank too much, go and have a look..."

At this time, the young man who returned to the room with Mr. Shen also appeared behind him.

The manager noticed with sharp eyes that the young man had already changed into another piece of clothing!

Let's look at the size of the clothes. Obviously, it's Mr. Shen's shirt...

The author has something to say: Shen Yijin:?There seems to be something wrong with this plot.

Q: Facing the overwhelming #沉常，不可#, what do you think?

Jing Xun: It's not impossible, sir.Just because of some psychological reasons, it doesn't work well. [Serious, forced maintenance]

Shen Yijin: ...

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After officially getting married, Jing Xun: …………… [Thank you for the invitation, I am too tired to respond]