Xiao Yihan

With pink lips, a seductive moist tongue, and fair skin, Xiao Huanyu breathed heavily and kissed the lips in front of him. The strong longing and worry in his heart turned into strength and invaded his mouth forcefully.

Locking the person tightly in front of his chest, Xiao Huanyu covered his body that made him think about it day and night, caressing the smooth skin like porcelain, letting the surging passion be released to the fullest...

Opening his eyes, Xiao Huanyu stared blankly at the ceiling, the night was as cold as water, the moon as cold as frost, loneliness hit him, he turned his head to look at the empty pillow in a daze, that was Xiao Yihan's place, where Xiao Yihan once slept The place, at this moment, has only freezing temperature.

The spring breeze is exhausted, and the dream is left in the air until dawn, and a spring dream is like this without a trace.

Xiao Huanyu shook his dizzy head, worked more than ten hours a day, and couldn't fall asleep every night. He could only take a nap with alcohol and sleeping pills. After all, this kind of abnormal sleep had obvious side effects. some torture.

Getting up and going to the bathroom, Xiao Huanyu used cold water to wake up his chaotic thinking. Looking at the man in the mirror with a beard and cloudy eyes, Xiao Huanyu smiled wryly. Now, he even began to dislike himself.

After carefully cleaning up the decadent evidence, Xiao Huanyu put on a serious suit and walked down the stairs.

In the restaurant, Butler Zhong was fiddling with the tableware with a solemn face. Seeing his young master coming down, he sighed softly, bowed and said, "Master, did you drink again last night?"

Xiao Huanyu sat on the chair he pulled out, stirred the coffee in front of him with a spoon, and said indifferently: "I only drank a little." Only at the moment of drunkenness can he feel that everything is still the same, and can he dream in the middle of the night When he returned, he saw Han whom he missed deeply.

"Master, you can't be so disrespectful to your body..."

"Uncle Zhong, how is Butler Xu?" Xiao Huanyu interrupted the long-winded butler and asked.

Butler Zhong lamented again, and said with a worried face: "I haven't woken up yet. The doctor said that I am getting old and have been greatly stimulated. I need to recover slowly."

When the news of Xiao Yihan's life and death came back, the butler who had been with him for more than ten years fainted on the spot. Xiao Yihan was not only his own young master, but also a child raised by himself. Not comparable to Butler Zhong.

"Find the best doctor, and you must take good care of him. He can be regarded as someone who really cares about Han." As if thinking of something, Xiao Huanyu frowned and let out a displeased snort.

"Yes, I will arrange it!"

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Xiao Yihan opened his eyes again, he didn't know that he had slept for a few days, the surrounding was silent, the warm sunlight shone on his face through the window sill, it was warm and comfortable.

"Big brother, are you awake? Grandpa said that you will definitely wake up today, and I will stay here, hehe..." Xiao Zhuzi smiled innocently, and Xiao Yihan's pale face was reflected in his clear eyes.

Xiao Yihan raised his right hand to touch his head, saw the delicious food on the table out of the corner of his eyes, and his stomach growled in disappointment.

Xiao Zhuzi stared blankly at Xiao Yihan's abdomen, and then suddenly realized, with big watery eyes, he said: "Ah, Dad has prepared porridge, I'll bring it."

Regardless of Xiao Zhuzi's young age, he was unambiguous in taking care of others. He used a small spoon to feed Xiao Yihan porridge spoon by spoon. Although his movements were unskilled but not stiff at all, he had obviously done this kind of thing before.

"Big brother, you are so good-looking, you are only a little worse than the little brother!" The immature childish voice said crisply, while making a little gesture with your fingers.

Xiao Yihan swallowed a mouthful of hot porridge, letting the warm feeling spread all over his body, he looked at the little kid in front of him with a smile, "Do you know what it means to look good?"

Xiao Zhuzi nodded solemnly, and answered affirmatively: "Yes, ah, dad said that if he looks like the little brother, he is good-looking. He said that the big brother is also good-looking. Hmm... is better than sister Hua'er in our village. nice!"

Xiao Yihan thought of the man with long red hair, even though he couldn't see his face clearly, he was sure that man must be handsome and alluring.

"Don't use 'good-looking' to describe men in the future, remember? Otherwise they will be unhappy." Xiao Yihan Chunchun taught, he doesn't want to be described as good-looking, even if it's just childish words.

Xiao Zhuzi frowned worriedly, and looked thoughtful, "Then how should I describe it? The two brothers are really beautiful!"

"Didn't that little brother of yours teach you?" Xiao Yihan guessed that the man was either a narcissist or didn't bother arguing with children.

Xiao Zhuzi shook his head, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Little brother hardly speaks, and people will ignore him when they talk to him."

Xiao Yihan instantly remembered the day when he was lying on the beach for a long time, but the man was not moved at all, and he would not save him. If it wasn't for the fact that he carried him back later, Xiao Yihan would not have planned to let him go.

However, he is also a little curious, what kind of experience makes people so indifferent, think about it, if he encounters such a situation, he may not necessarily lend a helping hand, but what is certain is that he has not Become a hobby of Wangfushi.

"I heard that your little brother was also saved by you?" Xiao Yihan began to collect information as much as possible.

Xiao Zhuzi puffed up his chest and said proudly: "Yes, my little brother was also washed up by the sea. Grandpa said at that time that he couldn't be saved."

"Oh? Then why did you live again later?"

"I don't know, I lived anyway...but he survived, but my grandfather fell ill." Xiao Zhuzi said sadly.

Xiao Yihan was puzzled, but thinking about it, he guessed that it might be because it was too difficult to treat the old man, which made the old man exhausted. Thinking of this, he sincerely admired this old doctor. Although it is the doctor's bounden duty to save the dying and heal the wounded, he can really achieve this level There are very few.

"Did your little brother recover from his illness?"

"Little brother said that he has no place to go, so he will live here from now on. Big brother, don't you have no place to go, and you will always live here?" Xiao Zhuzi tried to encourage him thinking that he would have another brother in the future.

Looking at his expectant eyes, Xiao Yihan couldn't laugh or cry, but he couldn't deceive the child, so he just said ambiguously: "My injury didn't heal so quickly."

If Xiao Huanyu is fine, he will definitely send someone to look for me, right?I don't know how long it will take.

It's a pity that Xiao Yihan didn't know that he had missed Shi Qing and others who came to look for him.

Two days ago, when Xiao Yihan was in a coma, Shi Qing and others found this small fishing village by the sea, and went door to door asking if a young man had been rescued by the sea recently.

When Shi Qing and others found the small fishing village, there was only Xiao Yihan in a coma and a silent red-haired man in Xiao Zhuzi's house. Shi Qing was shocked when he saw the handsome and seductive man sitting blankly at the door. Such a wonderful flower, soon he returned to normal and asked Xiao Yihan's whereabouts, but the beauty just stared blankly at the sea, but didn't respond.

"It's a pity!" Shi Qing shook her head regretfully, such a beautiful man is actually a fool!

The red-haired man's emotionless eyes flashed red, Shi Qing felt dazzled, why did he seem to see killing intent flashing in those red eyes just now, but how could such a beautiful and thin man have lethal power? ?

After asking all the way, the villagers in the fishing village only knew about the alluring red-haired man, but no one had seen Xiao Yihan.

The setting sun is reflected on the eaves, and the wooden lattice windows are slanted, and the disappointed backs of the crowd are dragged by the old man...