Uncle Raises a Wolf

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"Ren Jiaqi, why are you so nervous? Stop it."

Huo Ran stood up in a panic, anxiously standing aside, wanting to stop them but afraid that they would hit him blindly.

However, it was the first time he had seen Ren Jiaqi look so fierce.

He kept kicking and beating the young man with great force. Soon, the young man was covered with scars, and he didn't fight back. He held his head and was beaten by the Ren family. Huo Ran secretly scolded the young man for being useless in his heart.

But if he didn't stop him, the young man might be beaten to death by Ren Jiaqi.

Huo Ran gritted his teeth, took a deep breath and rushed forward, hugging Ren Jiaqi's waist.

"Hurry up!!!" He yelled at the young man on the ground.

The youth who managed to escape escaped by rolling and crawling.

Huo Ran hugged the back of Ren Jiaqi's hand and pulled it back.

Huo Ran's face was so ugly that Ren Jiaqi almost broke his wrist.

"What were you doing with him just now? Why are you so cheap and eager to be fucked?"

Ren Jiaqi's face has been distorted, and the words he said almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

Huo Ran's face turned pale immediately, and he replied stiffly, "Yes, I just don't deserve to be fucked. I like to be fucked. I change one every day, so what? It's none of your business, you have no right to ask, Even if you have to report, you have to report to my lover. Let go of my hand quickly."

spouse?

Ren Jiaqi chewed around these two words.

That's right, this kind of thing should be done with your lover, and he is not Huo Ran's, so he has no right to question him like this.

Huo Ran will do it with his lover.

Sleep with him every day, act like a baby with him every day, and show a cute look when you do something wrong, begging your lover to forgive.

None of these belonged to Ren Jiaqi, and Huo Ran would pass by with his lover in his arms in the future, ignoring his existence and treating him as transparent.

Ren Jiaqi's heart seemed to be squeezed tightly, the pain made him unable to breathe.

No, he doesn't want to do this, Huo Ran belongs to him, from beginning to end.

He pressed Huo Ran on the bed and kissed him frantically.

Huo Ran was stunned, he didn't resist him, his heart was beating non-stop, he thought about this scene many times.

But when it was actually implemented, he panicked.

Why did Ren Jiaqi do this?し蝶蟨譠

Ren Jiaqi's skills are very young, and he keeps touching his teeth and biting his lips in every kiss.He seemed to be unable to wait any longer, so he stepped forward and went inside impatiently.

Huo Ran gritted his teeth and endured silently, despite the tearing pain inside.

"I like you, I love you."

Huo Ran stared blankly at the ceiling.

I wondered if I was hallucinating just now.

"I love you. So, don't do that with other people, I won't."

It wasn't until Ren Jiaqi repeated it that Huo Ran came back to his senses, and his arms around Ren Jiaqi tightened slightly.

He gave a soft "Yes".

It was a response to Ren Jiaqi's words.

Before Ren Jiaqi could say anything, his mouth was suddenly sealed.

Huo Ran led Ren Jiaqi with experience and experience, and contentedly endured his young first time.

As sweet as a newlywed, they made it until the sun rose, Huo Ran was lying on the bed and couldn't get up, Ren Jiaqi fed him some breakfast, picked him up, and prepared to go home.

The weather is getting cold.

Ren Jiaqi wrapped Huo Ran in a cotton coat, wrapped it in his arms, ignored the strange eyes of others, and carried Huo Ran back home.

After ringing the doorbell and the door opened, Ren Jiaqi saw Ren Jiahe holding the doorknob with a serious expression, his eyes were slightly red.

"What's the matter? Is something wrong?"

Ren Jiaqi carried Huo Ran in, and suddenly found that there was an extra person in the living room.

It's Cui Yanxiu.

Ren Jiaqi was stunned, he almost didn't recognize it, maybe it was because of the short hair, Cui Yanxiu almost changed her appearance.

The whole person has lost a lot of weight, as if only the bones are left, and he is basically two people from the previous him.

"you…"

Cui Yanxiu raised her head to look at him, she was so thin that her eye sockets became deep, and he made a sound slowly.

"Uncle something happened."

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With a twitch of his fingers, Xie Ou slowly came to his senses. He was lying on the floor, and the cold touch gave him goose bumps all over his body.

Immediately, the scene before he passed out immediately appeared in his mind.

Uncle Zhong rescued him single-handedly, and told Jason that he wanted to see him, but halfway there, he suddenly fainted.

Xie Ou slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a dark space, an empty room.

Yin swishing, Xie Ou stared at the ceiling for a while, then slowly propped up his body with his hands and sat up slowly.

Sensing a scorching sight, he subconsciously looked to the left, and there was a person sitting on the chair.

Xie Au's eyes widened immediately, and he looked at that person in disbelief, his whole body began to tremble.

Si Chen? ?

Although the light was dark, one could tell that the man was Si Chen with just a gleam of light. Xie Ou had been with him for a long time, and it was easy to recognize him.

But, this is not a joke, right?

Si Chen died 800 years ago, didn't he?

Jason also helped him with the funeral?

Who is that sitting in front of him?

Si Chen hasn't changed at all, but his surroundings seem to be shrouded in darkness, the eyes looking at him are gloomy and sharp, and the resentment in his eyes is obvious.

Xie Ou stepped back in fear, "You, are you Si Chen?"

Si Chen didn't answer him, he just stared at him with his eyes open.

Although Xie Ou said that he was not very afraid of gods and ghosts, but when someone who was supposed to die suddenly stood in front of him, he would inevitably be afraid.

"Speak quickly!!"

Just sitting there, staring at the man motionless, if he hadn't heard the man's breathing, Xie Ou would have thought it was a ghost.

Xie Ou took courage, moved step by step, and slowly approached him.

Although he was scared, he couldn't wait to know if the person in front of him was Si Chen, so he gradually forgot his fear.

The man's head moved along with his movements, and his eyes were tightly attached to the man like a magnet, for fear of missing any of his expressions.

Xie Ou stood in front of him. There was not much difference between the two of them. He tentatively stretched out his hand and touched Si Chen's strong arm.

warm.

Xie Ou touched his chest in surprise, feeling his heart beating.

Excitedly, he touched left and right a few more times to make sure that Si Chen was still alive.

He was overjoyed and hugged Si Chen, who was stunned for a moment, and let him hug him without any reaction.

"So you didn't die!! You didn't die!!"

Xie Ou patted him on the back, "Why don't you talk? It really scared me to death."

The wind from the window blew in, and the man who didn't wear much washed his nose and suddenly realized that he was still in this closed room.

Since Si Chen is not dead, if you want to see yourself, just say so, why make Zhong Shumu faint?

Before Xie Ou had time to think, his body was pulled away, and he fell to the ground roughly, and then Si Chen pressed him up.

The man cried out in pain, covered his bumped elbow and stared blankly at Si Chen.

"What are you doing? Si Chen."

Si Chen's handsome face was completely distorted, and the suppressed anger in his eyes was about to explode.

The man doesn't know, why is he so angry?Shouldn't you be happy that we haven't seen each other for so long?

The tip of Si Chen's nose was pressed against the tip of the man's nose, the scorching breath sprayed on the man's face, and the whole nose was filled with masculine breath.

"I'm not dead, are you sorry?"

"You, what are you talking about?" The man looked at him inexplicably.

What did he say?What does it mean that he is not dead, and he will regret it?

Xie Ou looked into his eyes and unexpectedly found a scar on his face.

Extending from the forehead to the lower corner of the eye, the wound was not deep enough to hurt the eyeballs, but the hideous scar looked scary, with an extra hostility.

"You..." The man stretched out his hand, and as soon as he touched his wound, he was rudely pushed away.

"Don't be gentle with me anymore." He squeezed the man's chin very hard, as if he wanted to crush it, "It's already useless to me."

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