"Slave" deceives the master

When Huan Bianqing woke up, his eyes flickered slightly when he saw the person sitting beside him.

The scene of seeing this person before, until now, still feels like a dream.

"you……"

"You're awake, do you want some water?"

Wen Haoyan and Huan Biqing spoke at the same time, Huan Biqing nodded passively.

Wen Haoyan smiled slightly, and brought over the warm water that had been dried before, and carefully helped him up a little, and let him drink the water.

Huan Fanqing moved her body awkwardly, a blush rose on her face. "I'll do it myself."

"Good boy. Drink water." Wen Haoyan supported his waist with one hand and held the cup with the other forcefully and gently, completely unmoved by his words.

Huan Fanqing leaned into his arms, feeling her body temperature was much higher, she didn't dare to move anymore, and obediently bowed her head and took a sip.

Wen Haoyan pressed a kiss on his forehead appreciatively. "good."

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Huan Biqing covered her forehead with her panicked hands, her eyes were wide open, she never thought that he would actually kiss him.

"Bianqing, my name is Wen Haoyan." Wen Haoyan paused, and continued: "Two years ago, I was called Zi'an."

Huan Bianqing's face became paler, and tears flashed in his eyes.

Really—it was him.

But, why... He decided to give up, but he just appeared in front of him again.

God, is this playing him?

"Don't cry." Wen Haoyan gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said softly, "I know you like him."

Huan Fanqing's hand that was held by him was violently forced, and the sharp nails pierced into the back of his hand.

As if she didn't feel the pain, Wen Haoyan kissed his tense fingers lightly, and said softly, "From now on, please like me, okay?"

"Why..." Huan Bianqing felt that his mind had turned into a pot of porridge.

Before, he left without saying goodbye.Now that he said these words again, he... he would take it seriously!

Why...do you do this to him.

"Because you will be my wife."

Disappointment flashed across Huan Bianqing's eyes, was it just because of this?

"And I like you too. Zian is already in the past tense, and will not exist in the future. So, from today on, try to like Wen Haoyan, okay?"

Huan Bianqing stared at him blankly, and after a long time he murmured: "Don't do this, I will take it seriously."

The most unreliable thing in this world is the pledge of eternal love, but when he hears it, he will take it to heart and take it seriously.

"I'm telling the truth."

"What if you lied to me?"

"Here." Wen Haoyan held Huan Biqing's hand and placed it on his heart. "You stab me with a knife and kill me."

Huan Wanqing showed a shallow smile, her eyes were shining brightly, and the moles of tears in her eyes seemed to be emitting a seductive light.

"it is good!"

If you lie to me, I will kill you.Then……

"Goo..." A hungry voice sounded in the room.

Any previous atmosphere was swept away.

Huan Bianqing stared blankly at Wen Haoyan, and awkwardly reached out to cover her stomach.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

After the man burst out laughing, he lifted up the quilt in embarrassment and got in.

It's really embarrassing!

Why is he always so disappointing, it seems that there is never a good image in front of him.

"Cough, hahaha..." Wen Haoyan couldn't help but hugged him out of the quilt, never expecting him to be so childish.

Who would have thought that the son of the richest man would be hungry.

"Stop laughing!" Angrily, Huan Bianqing stretched out his hand to cover Wen Haoyan's mouth.

Wen Haoyan calmly stopped laughing, but the smile in those eyes couldn't be stopped no matter what.

Huan Bianqing pouted and whispered, "I'm hungry."

Since his headache started more than a year ago, he rarely eats, let alone hungry.

I got a headache and retched without eating, let alone eating food.

This period of time was even more ordinary, he had been in pain and didn't feel much, now the pain was gone, and some knots in his heart were untied, unexpectedly he was hungry.

Thinking of this, Huan Bianqing was slightly taken aback, he really didn't have a headache after waking up for so long!

Heart disease needs heart medicine.

Huan Bianqing looked down at the man holding her big hand. So, is he her medicine?

It turns out that everything is just lovesickness.

Huan Bianqing never thought about reconciling with Wen Haoyan for leaving without saying goodbye, no matter what the reason was.

It's just that it's not love that's all, so I can just leave without nostalgia.

Since you don't love it, why bother holding on to it?It's over, let's go.

The smile in Huan Bianqing's eyes slowly bloomed, he came and said he liked him, that's fine.