sexual root

Han Kaixiu raised his head, scanned the crowd slowly, and sighed softly, "I really don't want to get involved in the matters between you, but since you don't want to give my family a peace, then... all the things will be settled today. Let’s end it together, and hope that no one will bring it up again in the future.”

Wan Mulin took a sip of tea, looked at Cheng Huan disappointedly, and said sadly, "The purpose of my coming here today is only for my son, other than that, I don't have the leisure to be curious."

"Wan Dong, don't talk too early, you will be interested in knowing everything." Han Kaixiu spoke with certainty.

The grassroots never know that their insubstantial self will become a center of gravity in ignorance.

Many years later, the grass root will also ask himself, if he knew that so many things would happen after this, would he still come to Han's to give lunch?

……

Han Kaixiu's voice was very calm, hitting everyone's heart like a bell.

The story starts from Nizhuwan, and the protagonist of the story does not need to say that everyone knows it in his heart.As the story progressed, Wan Mulin gradually understood something, and couldn't help crying.

The tone is fast and sometimes slow, sometimes mourning and sometimes comforting, as if the innocent face of the grassroots is in front of you; what is gurgling is not just a story, but the half life of a poor man who has been teased by fate.

Wei Yiran was quiet, burning from the smoke at the fingertips to the end.

Moving with difficulty, Wan Mulin trembled, "Caixiu, where is my poor child?" What crime did he commit in his previous life, and his children are suffering in this life.

The cigarette butt burned his hand, and he pressed it into the ashtray, "Now...are you still reluctant to part with your property?"

"Pa" Cheng Huan slapped his palms on the table and stood up, "Wei Yiran, who is showing you the hypocrisy? Don't forget who was trying to get close to him by using feelings as bait to achieve his goal. Now the old man surnamed Wang I was killed by you, and after I got my wish, I came to calculate the property of the Wan family, how can you not keep your word?"

"Uncle Wang was not killed by me!" Wei Yiran also straightened up and shouted, "Uncle Wang's death was not caused by me."

Cheng Huan coughed sharply, brushed away the tea brought by the butler, and was very proud to see Wei Yiran forgive him, "You were the last to see him, who would believe that you didn't kill him? That idiot? How naive! Your city is really deep, you have deceived everyone, and in the end you will come back to bite me. Why do you want the property of the Wan family? Guilt...Who are you telling me, I am afraid that you will give the whole Wan family away For that idiot, he may not necessarily forgive you, he has the backing of the Han family and treats you like a poor man, so why do you bother."

"Grassroots are not fools!" Not only Wei Yiran, but also Han Kaixiu were involved in the case.Han Kaixiu red eyes, "I don't allow you to say that about him."

"Boom──"

With the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, everyone's eyes were fixed on the door.

Xingguo's cry sounded, Han Kaixiu cried out secretly, and Wei Yiran rushed to the door first.

Caogen stood by the door in astonishment, with an overturned lunch box at his feet, the smell of food wafted away, and Xingguo tugged at his trouser legs worriedly.

"Grass..." Wei Yiran murmured, wanting to hug him to comfort him but couldn't move forward.

(12 Fresh Coins) (Birth) 115 What are you doing to love him

Very carefully, Han Kaixiu hugged him into his arms, "You're here, baby, how long have you been here?" Why didn't Zhang Mama call, it seems that the grassroots probably heard everything.

His mind seemed to have been washed by detergent, he didn't know what to think, he just mechanically followed Han Kaixiu's questioning, "It's been a long time." He couldn't be sure if what he just heard was true.

His face was buried in Han Kaixiu's arms, Wan Mulin couldn't see the appearance of grassroots, from Wei Yiran's whispered words, his mood became inexplicably excited, the excited Wan Mulin even ignored Han Kaixiu's intimate gestures and a loving tone.Tears flashed in his eyes, he couldn't believe it, the corners of his mouth trembled for a long time before he spit out the words that were in his heart, "You...you are grassroots?"

An empty brain built a wall, and Wan Mulin's voice failed to reach the grassroots ears. He opened his eyes wide, and the blood on his face was washed away with his reason, "Just now... just now they said that Uncle Wang died. Is it true?" How could such a good man as Uncle Wang die? He must have heard it wrong.

"Wife..." Rubbing his cheek with his fingertips, Han Kaixiu felt sorry for the panic in his eyes.So far, do you still want to hide it?

Some people just didn't give him room to think.

"It's true, and you were killed by your most trusted friend!" It was Cheng Huan, who was posing as if he was watching the show, with his jaw raised high, full of unwillingness and jealousy.

Best friend... Grass roots turned to Wei Yiran in a daze, "Is that you?" It couldn't be Xiaoran, they didn't know each other at all, and besides, how could someone as good as Xiaoran harm others.

Reality is always cruel, Cheng Huan once again dropped another bombshell, "And the woman who caused you to almost have a miscarriage was also instigated by your so-called good friend. But it’s just because you’re so deceitful, I’ll give you a layer of color, you really think you’re a golden phoenix, but it’s just because you’re stupid..."

"Slap", a loud slap.

"No—" he yelled, the nightmare situation reappeared in front of his eyes, and the grass roots shed tears.

How could he forget that day!

The left cheek was red, in contrast to the paleness of the right cheek. He gritted his teeth to support the body that was about to fall, and hurriedly forced back the tears from his eyes.No one saw his injury, no one saw his pain, Cheng Huan smiled sarcastically, looking at the grass root being hugged like a baby.

"Wife!"

"Little grass!"

Han Kaixiu looked at the grass roots that were about to faint in horror.

"Hahahaha..." The smile trembled like a flower branch, Cheng Huan seemed to be watching a farce, "You played well, you played wonderfully... Han Kaixiu, I used to love you very much, now, thank you for your slap that destroyed the bottom of my heart The last bit of heat. You called his wife, hugged him, hugged him and kissed him... Even when you were entangled with him in bed, did you ever feel a little bit guilty? For him, you ignored everything I did for you, He even played with me at the expense of making me think he was just my substitute. You shouldn't be like this, since you have no intentions for me, why do you want me to feel hope again and again? Do you know, Being deceived and used by the one you love is a miserable and painful thing." Tears hung on his face, and his screaming and ferocious smile continued, "You don't want to touch me, I know you think I'm dirty, but do you know No matter how dirty I am, it is because of you. Han Kaixiu, you big liar, I will definitely take revenge, everyone... I will not let anyone go!"

Wan Mulin raised his crutch and swung it over, "Nie Zi, haven't you done enough bastard things? What else do you want?"

The cane that condensed strength was caught in the hand of the housekeeper in mid-air, Cheng Huan smiled coldly, and pointed to the grass roots in Han Kaixiu's arms, who were timidly looking at him, "You see, this is the son you are looking for with all possible means. Still looking forward to his filial piety, I think you should give up as soon as possible. Didn’t you hear, he is someone else’s wife, not your son. Back then, you forcibly deprived me of my happiness. I see how you deal with it now The matter of your good son’s homosexuality.” Looking at the weak and vulnerable grassroots with pity, Cheng Huan smiled arrogantly, “You ruined me, I wiped my eyes and watched how you ruined him too. You just wait Just be cursed by the Wan family, the people of the Wan family are doomed to end in tragedy, hahaha..." The last sentence was addressed to the grassroots.

Crazy as a ghost, the vicious words frightened the grassroots and started crying again. The crying was shuttled, and the empty space could not spread out, and it bounced back with a big echo.

I don't understand the meaning of his words, and I don't understand what the deep hatred is for. Inexplicably, the grassroots feel the heavy pressure in the heart.

"Honey, don't you cry, it's all over, it's all over..." Sen Han sent out from Han Kaixiu's whole body, he wished he could punch him, "Cheng Huan, enough is enough, don't challenge my patience again and again."

"Cough, cough, cough..." There was another violent cough, and there was sadness in his eyes that was about to bleed, he ignored Han Kaixiu's warning, and continued, "You can laugh as you want in front of him, cry as much as you want, This kind of love once belonged to me... I just want to make myself stronger, so that I can stand side by side with him. I didn't realize until I came back that no one would stand still and never leave. You can enjoy it foolishly I can't even get half of his attention, even if I give up myself for him, it's in vain."

The snot and tears on Caogen's face were all in a mess, and he looked at Chenghuan suspiciously, "Are you saying you love my husband too? Who are you?" He seemed to be sick, and he looked so pitiful when he recovered.

Han Kaixiu turned back his grass-roots face, preventing the two from meeting their eyes.

The breath he exhaled was very hot and chaotic, Cheng Huan shook his head to get rid of the mist in his eyes, why does this damn high fever always come and go.

"Yeah, I love him. I love him so much that I would go to bed with a disgusting man and do everything for him. Do you dare? You lie in his arms and enjoy the warmth he gives you with peace of mind. You ask Ask yourself, what qualifications do you have to stand by his side when you do nothing, what do you use to love him..."

"Enough, Xiao Huan!" Han Kaixiu shouted weakly.

"How can it be possible..." The high fever made him lose his sanity, and the double shadows in front of him made him even more dizzy, "No matter what I do, you don't feel it, even if it's that old pervert I'm lying in Japan bed, let him bully you. Even if you refuse to make love to me every time, and