black mandala

Can't? "

He Qingwen clenched his lips, "Don't think your brother doesn't know anything."

"Of course he knows." She roared, "It's been like this since we were young. Our two brothers and sisters have always been connected with each other since we were young. No matter what we hate or what we like, they are exactly the same, so he knew a long time ago that I like you." of."

Mansi grabbed He Qingwen's arm with his backhand, "Diven, from the first day my brother brought you to see me, our war has already begun. He is declaring war on me. He is telling me that you are his. I have no chance. But I want to tell you that if he wants to own you to death, he is just dreaming."

He Qingwen was stunned, then squinted his eyes, looking at the face that was very similar to Doug Lang.

"I didn't intend to die of old age with your brother, you really worry too much."

"Hahaha——" Mansi burst out laughing, "Diven, even you can't convince yourself by saying this, don't you know brother well?"

He Qingwen frowned, thinking of Doug Lang's words, he was so flustered and powerless.

Doug Lang said that even if he died, he would be buried in the cemetery of Wo*'s family and be a ghost beside him Doug Lang.

He wasn't kidding—

"Mancy, there are no absolutes. After a few years, people's minds will change, and when your brother—"

"But he's crazy—" Mancy yelled again, "he won't give up on you, won't—"

Mansi clapped his hands on the keys vigorously, making a shocking sound.

He Qingwen took a step back in shock, and saw the scorching light in Manxi's eyes.

"It seems that there are some things you don't know yet, Diven, my brother loves you so much—"

Suddenly, Mansi's eyes lost the brilliance of the previous moment, and she fell back to her seat dejectedly.

She smiled coldly and looked at He Qingwen.

The two of them stood in a silent stalemate, staring at each other for a long time.

After a while, Mansi finally calmed down, she raised her hand, and played a section on the piano smoothly, very elegant and beautiful.

She said to He Qingwen in a very calm tone, "The Wo* family is a family that values ​​bloodlines very much. As my father's successor, my brother has been recognized since a very young age. No matter how outstanding the uncles are, You are well aware that the helm of the Wo* family can only be from the same family.” She stopped her hands, raised her head slightly, and sighed, “However, all of this can only be achieved under the condition that there is an heir. The law of change. Just a month ago, the uncles in the family had issued an ultimatum to the elder brother. If he did not have an heir before the age of 40, then he would lose——continue to rule all the powers of the Wo* family. "

She turned her head, but there was no movement in her eyes.

He Qingwen looked into her eyes, suddenly felt a little breathless, and staggered back.

Manxi pursed her red lips slightly, and approached He Qingwen.

"What do you think of this news, Diven? What will you do?"

She ran her finger across his delicate face lightly, and He Qingwen hid in a bit of a panic.

"That's your brother's business, why did you come to tell me?"

"But do you know how my brother spends this time? Even if you are not by his side, he is still alone, going through the long nights in a room full of your pictures, with his own hands vent--"

"Stop talking, Manxi—" He Qingwen's body trembled a little, he suddenly felt cold, and wrapped his arms around his body.

"You feel disgusted?" Mansi sneered, "Diven, I know, you don't love my brother, let alone love me, I gave up a long time ago, you belong to my brother, but even if you don't love him, after all these years For the sake of what he has done for you, can you—may you do something for him too?"

"What do you want me to do? Mancy, what can I do? Let me put your brother into a woman's bed myself?"

He Qingwen laughed mockingly. She thinks him too highly. If he could really control Dougron's love for him, then today he would have been out of Douglang's control long ago, instead of being under Douglang's control at any time like now. Being watched and spied on everywhere.

Even if Will is not around, behind him there will still be a hundred eyes watching everything about him and keeping track of his whereabouts.

This is the net Doug Lang cast for him, a Skynet from which he cannot escape.

Mansi looked at him wordlessly, smiled, and walked slowly to the door.

"Diven, I feel sad for my brother, I feel sad. Brother, it turns out that what you are holding is a heart that will never be warmed, and will always be cold!"

In the night, the dazzling red car flew away like the wind.

He Qingwen stood in front of the window, looking at the reflection in the window, but he couldn't find it - himself. ?

☆, gambler

?The phone at hand keeps buzzing, and the little red light keeps blinking.

He Qingwen stared at the caller number on the display, bent his fingers still, and let it call side by side.

Doug Lang, what do I have to do to make you give up?Let you not be so persistent?

Even Manxi understands that what you are holding is a heart that will never be warmed, and this heart will always be cold.

But why?

Don't you realize that what you pay is not worth it at all?

After the phone rang more than twenty times, it finally calmed down. Soon, Will knocked on the office door.

"Come in."

Will walks in, and he pulls out his phone.

"Mr. Devon, the president wants you to listen to his call recording."

Weier respectfully handed the phone to He Qingwen, and then exited the room.

Putting the phone there, he sighed helplessly, swiped the screen, and clicked play.

The first dozen or so seconds of the recording were silent, only Douglang's hesitant panting could be heard. After more than ten seconds, Douglang's gentle voice came over.

"Diven, happy birthday!"

Happy birthday--

He Qingwen was stunned for a moment, then he turned his hand to open the calendar.

Yes, today is his birthday.

He slumped back on the chair weakly, resting his forehead with his hands.

After a while, I picked up the phone again and dialed to the United States.

"Sorry, youdialtelephoneispoweroff—"

He Qingwen frowned slightly, and dialed again, with the same female voice.

Sorry, the number you dialed is off——

He Qingwen put down the phone, raised his head, and looked at the white roof.

He shouldn't have cared, but why has his heart been restless since Mansi left last night.

Tossing and turning for half the night made his mind a mess at the moment, and he was a little absent-minded no matter what he did.

"Weir, I'm going out for a while." He Qingwen connected the landline in Weir's office.

He needs to go out to get some air, if he stays in the office any longer, he will go crazy.

"Mr. Devon, do you need my company?"

"No, no need, I want to be alone."

"Okay, sir!"

He Qingwen hung up the phone, picked up his coat and walked out of Shengshi Building.

He was driving the car, surrounded by the streets, not knowing where he should drive at this moment.

Where can he calm down, where?

He drove towards the beach in a speeding car and saw the angry waves beating against the rocks, but he thought of more things for no reason.

So, he didn't stop, and drove along the sea line highway to the other end of the city.

After driving for about an hour, his mood finally got a little bit of relaxation, and he was no longer heavy, as if he was pressed by a huge stone.

Still driving aimlessly, until he saw a building, his eyes lit up.

Hongtian Building——

It actually came here involuntarily.

Opposite the building was a green street, where He Qingwen parked his car.

Under the sunlight, the glass exterior wall of Hongtian Building shone dazzlingly.

He Qingwen narrowed his eyes and set his sights on the top floor of Daxia, which was the chairman's office.

Xiao Muyuan, what are you doing at this moment?

When you were sitting in the office of the former chairman He Yuntian, what would you think about?

This was originally everything that belonged to the He family, but you took it away with a wave of your hand, and then threw him, He Qingwen, into the bottomless abyss.

Never stand up again——

Xiao Muyuan, you know that what you took away was not only the He family's possessions, but also the self-esteem that He Qingwen could never regain in his entire life.

No matter how much Dougron gave him, he still had nothing but—

This humiliation that cannot be washed away.

Xiao Muyuan, all this is because of you——

He Qingwen was full of hatred, his eyes were stinging from the light reflected from the building as he looked at the top floor.

He suddenly closed his eyes, but his eyes were filled with the shadow of the building.

So he lied weakly on the steering wheel, trying to get some relief for his eyes.

clang clang-

He Qingwen raised his head reflexively when he heard the sound of someone knocking on the car window, but he could only see the silhouette of this person without his eyesight being restored.

Who?

He squinted his eyes and looked at the man, and after a while he saw clearly that it was the face that he could even grit his teeth with hatred in his dreams.

"Xiao Muyuan?"

He Qingwen lowered the car window and saw Xiao Muyuan resting his hands on the car door, looking at him with a slight smile.

"Are you here to appreciate the nostalgia again? Mr. He?"

This guy saw his embarrassment again, He Qingwen frowned deeply.

"Xiao Muyuan, you really linger."

"Hehehe, it should be said that we never meet in life. My car happened to pass by here, and I saw you lying here—uh, rest!"

Looking at He Qingwen's red eyes, Xiao Muyuan felt a little distressed, but on the surface he still pretended to be indifferent, and sighed in his stomach.

He Qingwen twitched the corners of his lips mockingly, really not knowing how to face this face.

Why did he get into embarrassment every time they met.

He was so embarrassed that he wanted to escape immediately.

He started the car and looked ahead.

"I'm sorry, Director Xiao, please leave a bit, I'm leaving."

"Find a place to sit down and have a drink!" Xiao Muyuan asked him to stay.

He Qingwen put his hands on the steering wheel, spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, "I'm sorry, I drove today, try another day!"

"Then have a cup of coffee, is it okay?" Xiao Muyuan lay on the car door, showing no intention of letting go.

"Is Director Xiao free?"

Xiao Muyuan continued to invite with a smile all over his face, "Please do me a favor!"

He Qingwen let out a breath, wondering why Xiao Muyuan wanted to stalk him like this.

Moreover, he was afraid to see such an expression, such a smile.

This reminded him of Doug Lang, no matter how he refused, how rude, he would never see Doug Lang angry at him.

That person will always just smile at him.

It seems that if Xiao Muyuan does not agree today, he will definitely not let him go easily.

He Qingwen turned his head and raised his eyebrows, "Okay, let Chairman Xiao lead the way!"

Xiao Muyuan showed joy, and pointed to the right side of the building, "The Bluestyle in front is good, let's go there."

He Qingwen nodded slightly to express his agreement.

Xiao Muyuan walked back to his car, then turned the car to the front of He Qingwen's car, led the way, and drove in the direction he pointed.

snort!So confident, aren't you afraid to let him go?

He Qingwen secretly laughed, thinking so in his heart, but he still followed Xiao Muyuan's car and drove towards the "blue style" coffee shop together.

The two came to the coffee shop, Xiao Muyuan ordered a cup of charcoal, and He Qingwen ordered a cup of cappuccino, and then the two sat there facing each other.

The coffee shop is quiet and elegant, with piano music playing leisurely.

The two sat without talking, but listened to the piano music with great interest, each thinking about their own thoughts.

After listening to the song, Xiao Muyuan first broke the silence.

"I still listen to you playing comfortably."

He Qingwen looked back slightly, but said provocatively, "Do you want to make another bet?"

Xiao Muyuan was taken aback for a moment, it seemed that He Qingwen didn't enjoy the game and wanted to play another game.

"What does Mr. He want to bet this time?"

He Qingwen chuckled lazily, "Just bet—how about that building?"

Xiao Muyuan looked at the direction of his fingers, "Hongtian Building?"

"Does Director Xiao dare?"

Xiao Muyuan picked up the coffee and took a shallow sip.

There is no sugar added to the charcoal, and the taste is very bitter.

Xiao Muyuan frowned slightly.

"Why? Director Xiao doesn't have the guts?"

He Qingwen's playful smile was a mockery and a provocation.

Xiao Muyuan leaned back on the sofa slightly, and touched the bridge of his nose with his fingers.

"Xiao really doesn't have the guts."

"Oh?" He Qingwen raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, "This doesn't seem like something Xiao Dong can say. I always thought you had nothing to fear."

"Hehehe, Mr. He praises it highly, Xiao is not a gambler, and has always avoided things that he is not sure of, so this bet, Xiao really can't take it.

He Qingwen put away his smile, leaned on the sofa as well, and looked at Xiao Muyuan.

"Xiao Muyuan, I've always wanted to ask you, when you stepped on my father's corpse and sat in that position, would you feel that you have won everything?"

"No, I never thought of it that way."

"Then what are you thinking?"

Xiao Muyuan sighed leisurely, "I'm thinking of your father, He Yuntian, he is such an amazing person."

He Qingwen was taken aback for a moment.

Xiao Muyuan's expression was very serious, he didn't mean to be joking or mocking.

"Your father expanded the territory with his bare hands, and spent 20 years developing a small factory into a well-known enterprise leader in the province today. This is a miracle that no one can replace and an indelible miracle. Believe it or not, I, Xiao Mu Yuan admires your father from the bottom of his heart, this is the truth."

He Qingwen's brows were tightened, and the hand holding the cup trembled slightly.

"The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. Xiao Muyuan, if you say these words now, do you think it can alleviate your plundering behavior? Do you feel guilty? Xiao Muyuan, don't forget, sitting with you now Who is this person in front of him, and whose son is he?"

"He Qingwen, I'm not trying to excuse myself. I just want to say that the reason why your father lost Hongtian back then was not my own fault, Xiao Muyuan's fault."

bang——

He Qingwen put down the cup in his hand, and the overflowing coffee spilled all over the table.

His eyes were full of anger, and he cast his eyes on Xiao Muyuan, burning with burning desire, wishing to burn him to ashes.

The waiter from the coffee shop came over, quickly cleaned the table with a rag, and then evacuated the table.

The moment the waiter blocked the sight of the two of them, He Qingwen closed his eyes, regretting his gaffe.

He quickly sorted out his emotions, opened his eyes again, and stared at Xiao Muyuan again with calm eyes.

What Xiao Muyuan said was right, how could he easily let his father lose Hongtian and everything by himself back then.

Rong Shiming, Zhang Qiaoshan, Qiao Wang, Qi Liu, these people are the ones who really deserve the credit——

"What did my father do wrong? Xiao Muyuan, how did you do it?"

Xiao Muyuan put his fists together and put them on his forehead.

Thoughts——

Back then. ?

☆, self-protection

"He Qingwen, you and I both know who is the real winner in the battle between 'Jiyuan' and 'Songyang'. If you don't limit yourself to the end of the month, you won't be able to beat me at all."

He Qingwen raised his eyebrows, "That's right, I admit that I did lose that battle."

Xiao Muyuan chuckled, and asked, "Knowing why I was suppressed so badly by you, can I still hold my breath?"

"Xiao Dong is so good, He Qingwen is convinced."

Xiao Muyuan shook his head, "He Qingwen, seeing your tricks reminds me of myself five years ago."

"five years ago?"

"Five years ago, I used the same method to fight against your father, but today, I used your father's method to win against his son, He Qingwen, we are repeating history, but the two sides have exchanged positions and reversed the ending. "

He Qingwen was taken aback.

Xiao Muyuan looked at He Qingwen with calm eyes, looking at those eyes that were very similar to He Yuntian but full of doubts.

"Hongtian has always wanted to expand, dominate, and become the leader in the electronics industry. At a time when your father is constantly trying to annex similar industries, 'Songyang' counterattacks are only for self-protection. All the things I have done since Xiao Muyuan What you do is just to not be swallowed."

He Qingwen didn't speak, he bit his lips lightly, staring at Xiao Muyuan intently, watching his lips opening and closing to utter every word.

"He Qingwen, you ask me, how did I do it, do you think my actions are despicable, yes, even I feel despicable, but as long as I can win, as long as I can keep my pile loose, I will go up and down a thousand times." The hard work of others, then, I, Xiao Muyuan, would rather be a villain."

After saying these words, it seemed that the stone that had been pressing on his heart for a long time was much lighter, Xiao Muyuan let out a long sigh.

He Qingwen's hands tightly grasped the armrest of the sofa, his knuckles turned white, he didn't know whether he should believe Xiao Muyuan's words, but what if he believed it, so what if he didn't believe it?

What can change?

He snorted, "Xiao Muyuan, what do you mean, my He family's fate today is all the result of my father's own fault? Self-protection? Haha, that's a really good word!"

that's nice!

He Qingwen smiled coldly, so much that his eyes were clouded.

Why?Why did Xiao Muyuan leave his He family with nothing overnight, but he still acted so calmly, as if he was being forced to do nothing.

So what have you been doing for the past two years?

"He Qingwen, I know you hate me, hate me, Xiao Muyuan, for taking everything that should belong to you, and even more hate me for standing where you should be, but do you know? The position is too high, he can overlook the whole situation, see all the small mountains at a glance, but he can't see clearly the ants in the corner of this building. Zhang Qiaoshan, Qiao Wang, I have long hated your father's monopolistic power, Qi Liugeng He is a person who likes to gamble and has no position, and with these people by your father's side, something will happen sooner or later."

"What about Rong Shiming?" He Qingwen raised his eyes, "Xiao Muyuan, I really admire you, and I've always wanted to ask you, Rong Shiming has been with my father for 30 years, how did you make him betray me?" My dad's?"

He was full of doubts in his heart, and his eyes were expecting Xiao Muyuan to give him an answer. After thinking about it for these years, he still couldn't figure it out.

"Rong Shiming—" Xiao Muyuan took a deep breath, raised his head, and tapped his eyebrows with his fingers.

Rong Shiming's thoughts, I'm afraid only he can express clearly. When he found him, Xiao Muyuan was quite surprised.

Perhaps it can only be said that Rong Shiming's heart at that time was in a demon state.

For a long time, people only remembered He Yuntian as the founder of Hongtian, the sky of Hongtian.

And he followed He Yuntian in Hongtian for so many years, but he was just a trivial supporting role.

One is too bright and dazzling, the other is too dark and small.

A person is always in the shadow of others. After a long time, even he can't see his own heart clearly.

He just wanted to make that man who was as powerful as a god more ordinary and make them equal.

If he couldn't fly up, he pulled that person down.

Therefore, at the most critical moment, Rong Shiming approached him, Xiao Muyuan, and dealt a heavy blow to He Yuntian's most vital part by accident.

He Yuntian fell, and at the moment he died, Rong Shiming suddenly woke up.

However, it is useless to regret——

Rong Shiming will be condemned by his conscience forever.

"Xiao Muyuan?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, He Qingwen asked aloud.

Xiao Muyuan paused, knowing that he had lost his mind.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Uh, about Rong Shiming, I think - there are some things that he didn't even think of. Whether it's betrayal or not, only he can say clearly."

He Qingwen's expression was stunned, while Xiao Muyuan's expression was also slightly complicated.

"Is Director Xiao trying to excuse Rong Shiming?"

Xiao Muyuan was stunned for a moment, then hummed and laughed, "No, no, even Xiao can't protect himself, so how can he protect others? In Mr. He's heart, I, Xiao Muyuan, and Rong Shiming are the same heinous person. I can't die. It's not enough to flatter the hatred of Young Master!"

"Sometimes death—is not a pleasant relief."

Xiao Muyuan raised his eyebrows, "Young Master He, you mean that you want to make Xiao's life worse than death?"

He Qingwen raised his lips lightly, and sneered slightly, "Falling from the clouds into the mud and losing everything, I'm afraid Dong Xiao has never tasted it before!"

Xiao Muyuan's hand on the armrest of the sofa suddenly tightened, and his knuckles gradually turned white.

He stared at He Qingwen's face, and vaguely saw that immature face overlapped with a smile.

Here you are, are you happy?

He Qingwen, you will never know that everything Xiao Muyuan has today was originally given by you.

Those five coins, as well as that little hand covered in mud, are Xiao Muyuan's greatest wealth in this life.

Hehe, besides these, he has nothing at all.

Xiao Muyuan twisted the sweat from his palms and pondered for a while.

"Mr. He is very good at beating snakes, and he knows how to beat snakes and hit seven inches. The reason why you only attacked 'Songyang' Electronics is because it is still a wholly-owned subsidiary under my name. , Xiao will also pass away, but Hongtian will fall into whose hands at that time, I don’t know Mr. He—have you thought about it?”

The piano sounded again, melodious and soft.

Xiao Muyuan lowered his eyes silently, avoiding He Qingwen's momentary astonishment.

Hate!People are blinded, and if he wants to destroy, he will be desperate.

No matter how much laughter you have left in that place, that forest will still be burned by the fire of the red lotus——

A black Lamborghini was driving in the dark forest road, and He Qingwen was driving the car with an impulse in his mind.

He wants to rush out of the forest belt on both sides of the road, no matter where he will rush ahead.

A clearing, or a cliff.

——He Qingwen, even if I, Xiao Muyuan, fall, whose world will Hongtian be in?Will it be swallowed up by the prosperity, will it become another branch of Wo*jia in China, or will it be divided and eaten by all levels of Hongtian shareholders? In short, will it still be the same as before?

He Qingwen frantically stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel, and the car swung quickly on several adjacent S-curves. The wheels rubbed against the ground, making a harsh squeaking sound.

"Xiao Muyuan, you are going to die—"

He Qingwen roared and rushed to the top of the mountain.

The brake marks dragged on for a long time, and it stopped less than three meters away from the cliff.

"Xiao Muyuan, you're an asshole—asshole—"

The roar resounded through the mountains, startling the birds in the forest.

He put his head on the steering wheel, breathing heavily.

The depression in his heart was difficult to understand, like countless knives constantly twisting his chest, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

After being relieved for a while, he felt that his heart was no longer so painful, so he opened the car window to let the cold wind blow in, blowing out his heart fire and waking up his chaos.

In the silent Lin Ye, He Qingwen leaned back in the car, letting his thoughts be empty and not thinking about anything.

Don't think about whether everything he did was right or wrong.

The cutting is constant, the arrangement is still messy, the scars are full of scars, and the body and mind are exhausted.

The wind ruffled his hair, covering his eyes.

He Qingwen raised his head, his eyes were full of red and green bustle.

In the city below the mountain, the neon lights flashed.

But where is his real destination, and where is his home?

Standing in the cold wind on the top of the mountain for most of the night, he didn't find the answer he wanted, which calmed him down a lot.

Sit back in the car, start the car, and turn back down the mountain.

He called Will and asked about tomorrow's work schedule.

There will be a meeting at nine o'clock tomorrow morning on the restructuring of the newly acquired company.

"Mr. Devon, this time I handed everything over to He Zhong. Do we want to take back some of his power?"

"I don't think it's enough." He Qingwen hissed lightly, "Wil, let him do it, give him loose authority, you just need to keep an eye on it, and tell me immediately if he makes any moves."

"Yes, sir, I'm just afraid that his circle will get bigger and bigger, and it will be difficult to stop him then."

"Ville, as long as our net is strong enough, I don't care whether his fish are enough or big enough, what I want is to catch them all in one catch."

"I understand, sir!" Weir was silent on the phone for a while, and then asked again, "Mr. Devon, are you going to go back to the original house of the He family?"

Where else could he go?

He Qingwen let out a heavy breath, and replied, "That's right, what's the matter? Did Doug Lang call?"

"Oh, that's not true."

That is to wait for Doug Lang to ask him to be able to accurately explain his whereabouts.

He Qingwen was not surprised that Weier would ask him these questions.

"Ville, I'm a little tired today, let's talk about some things tomorrow!"

"Well, sir, good night!"

Weil hung up the phone just in time, and the advance and retreat were well timed.

After driving for a while, the car turned a few turns and finally entered the villa area.

He stopped the car, dragged his tired body, and opened the door.

Turn on the porch light and change his shoes, because the porch is a long corridor, so that he ignored the faint light in the room.

It wasn't until he stepped into the living room that he suddenly found that there was someone sitting on the sofa, so he cried out in shock.

"who--"?

☆, wishes

?"who?"

He Qingwen stopped his feet and didn't dare to take half a step forward. He was waiting for that person to make a move, he was waiting for that person to turn his head.

The man on the sofa finally stood up and turned to look at him.

He Qingwen held his breath suddenly, a little panicked.

Before He Qingwen could make any sound, the next moment the man walked around the sofa, stepped forward quickly, and pulled him into his arms.

His fiery lips pressed hard against He Qingwen's cold pink lips, and the man used his tongue to push open He Qingwen's tightly closed lips and teeth, taking the opportunity to plunder all the way.

I don't know if it's because of hunger/thirst for too long, that kind of greedy attitude, it seems that he wants to swallow He Qingwen whole, his tongue is like a moving fire dragon, sweeping wantonly in He Qingwen's mouth , Shameful and domineering.

He frantically asked for it, entangled with his tongue that couldn't move back, even if he didn't get a response, he refused to let go of every corner and every drop of body fluid in that mouth.

He Qingwen pushed hard while turning his head, but no matter how hard he struggled, he still couldn't break free. His hands were tightly restraining his waist and head, and there was no room for a slight gap.

Apparently the man didn't realize that his aggressive deep kiss had begun to deprive He Qingwen of the right to breathe, and at this moment He Qingwen felt as if his lungs were suffocated as if they were about to explode, so he beat the man desperately back until the man felt a little pain.

Just as he was leaning slightly to dodge, He Qingwen gathered all his strength and pushed the man down on the sofa.

"Douglan, you're crazy—" He Qingwen panted vigorously, he was a little out of oxygen, his eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground.

Doug Lang turned over from the sofa and sat up, "Diven—" He stretched out his hand, intending to help He Qingwen up.

"Go away—" He Qingwen swept Doug Lang's hand away, fearing that he would lose control again.

"Okay, okay, I won't touch you!" Doug Lang raised his hands, and then straightened his hair and clothes.

He Qingwen sat on the ground for a while, then stood up while leaning on the armrest of the sofa.

"Why are you here?"

"Today is your birthday, Diven!"

"What did you say?" He Qingwen was taken aback, "You mean, you took a plane for more than [-] hours and circled half of the world just to celebrate my birthday?"

No wonder his mobile phone was turned off. It turned out that he was on the plane. Calculating the time, when Doug Lang called him, it was agreed that he was in the transfer station.

He stared at Doug Lang in surprise, and turned his eyes to be attracted by a small candle on the coffee table.

He——even bought a birthday cake?

Doug Lang raised his hand and glanced at the time, raised his eyebrows and smiled in satisfaction, "It's only eleven o'clock, and we still have time to celebrate your birthday, Diven, come here and blow out the candles."

hehe!Make a wish, he is not a little girl.

He Qingwen hesitated for a moment, but saw Doug Lang looking at him expectantly, okay!It's because he circled half of the world to celebrate his birthday.

He frowned—this lunatic!

He Qingwen walked to the cake and sat on the sofa.

"Diven, close your eyes!"

He Qingwen suddenly laughed, as if it was true.

He closed his eyes and made a wish.

make a wish

——Wenwen, come here and make a wish!

——Mom, stop making trouble, he is not a child!

——Be obedient, come and make a wish, the best way to make a wish is on your birthday, old man, come here too!

He Yuntian put down the newspaper helplessly and walked over.

——Really, you women love these illusory things.

He Yuntian smiled wryly and shook his head, saying rebuttal words, but still obediently stood in front of the table where the cake was placed.

——Hey, son, listen to your mother and make a wish quickly. Dad's waist can't stand for too long.

--ah?Your back is sick again?Let me see!

Yu Juan hurriedly walked in towards He Yuntian, and lifted the back of his jacket.

At this moment, He Yuntian kept winking at He Qingwen, which meant, that's all right, let your mother do it, otherwise she won't let us off so easily!

He Qingwen secretly laughed and cleared his throat.

——The first wish is that our family will always be happy and happy forever.The second wish is that my parents will always be in good health and live a long life.The third wish -

——Wait a minute, son, people say that the third wish cannot be expressed, and it will not work if it is expressed.

--Ouch!Mom, you have so many things to do!Well, the third wish——

With his eyes closed, He Qingwen seemed to be able to see the flickering of the candle flames. Although the light was finally blurred by his wet eyes, he could really see clearly that those candles had been burning to the end, and they were still burning.

He murmured softly, "The first wish, I hope our family will be happy and boundless forever. The second wish is that my parents will always be healthy and live a long life. The third wish, the third wish -"

"Diven!"

Doug Lang's voice floated over, He Qingwen opened his eyes, turned his head, Doug Lang's hand had already reached out to him, without making much movement, just gently, gently, hugged him into the arms.

"Douglan, you are such a lunatic!" He Qingwen rested his chin on his shoulder, staring at the white roof.

Doug Lang laughed twice, "Yes, I am crazy, but you are my medicine, cure me, Diven!"

"But, who will cure me?"

Doug Lang patted him on the back and said softly, "I'm here, I'm here, Diven!"

He rubbed his mouth against He Qingwen's side neck, circled it back and forth with his tongue, hooked his earlobe with the tip of his tongue, and sucked it into his mouth bit by bit.

He knew where He Qingwen's sensitive zone was, and felt He Qingwen's body tremble twice, so he sucked/sucked harder.

The two of them had been living a single life for several months, so Doug Lang's teasing/teasing at this moment undoubtedly ignited a fire on He Qingwen.

As Doug Lang's kiss became more and more fiery, He Qingwen's heartbeat also accelerated, his breathing was a little unsteady, and he slowly responded to Doug Lang.

"Dougron—"

He Qingwen squinted his eyes and looked at him with bewildered eyes. Doug Lang's eyes had changed from sapphire blue to dark blue.

He knew that Doug Lang was trying to restrain himself, otherwise, as usual, Doug Lang would have been tearing/tearing his clothes frantically at this time, and began to invade him.

Dougron was like a hungry wolf,