I only said that I love me when the scumbag breaks up

It didn't hurt that the soft quilt hit him, but Wen Shixing was still a little dazed.He sat up with his head supported, and saw that the man had already sat on the side soft couch with a dark face.

It was still raining outside, and Menlei came from time to time, Wen Shixing hugged the quilt and curled up in the corner of the bed.

"Why are you afraid of thunder?"

The man spoke suddenly, and Wen Shixing raised his eyes to look at him.After thinking for a while, he said that when he was a child, he was once locked in a firewood room where it rained and thundered overnight.

"boring."

After listening, the man only left this two-word evaluation.

Wen Shixing was a little speechless, he lowered his head and rested his chin on his knees.The man's hot and cold, sometimes sunny and sometimes cloudy, made him really unable to see through.

Just like at this moment, the scene that is absolutely impossible to appear after entering the mansion is actually right in front of my eyes.Ever since the night of consummating the house, he no longer expected Liu Zonghe to be by his side when the thunder struck.

accompany?Wen Shixing suddenly remembered that Jiang Zui must also be afraid of thunder, otherwise why was he so anxious that night?

"Aren't you going to accompany Jiang Zui?"

The man just took a sip of tea, and was about to scold the tea for being cold, but was choked by Wen Shixing's words.

Yes, how did I get here.Liu Zonghe's hand holding the teacup was unconsciously exerting force, just after hearing Jiang Zui's words, he didn't care about anything, and came here in a huff.

Liu Zonghe put down his teacup heavily, hiding the unnaturalness in his eyes, "It has nothing to do with you."

Wen Shixing was terrified by the momentum, and quickly turned his face away, not daring to speak.

Seeing this, Liu Zonghe frowned again, why was he so unintimidated, didn't he get angry?He always looks so wronged, as if he has bullied him.

Some depressed Liu Zonghe swept his eyes and saw a piece of red jade standing on the dressing table.

That was the ruby ​​that Yan Zhen gave to Wen Shixing this morning, and it was wrapped neatly in a piece of brocade silk, as if it was very precious.

For some reason, Liu Zonghe remembered the broken hosta.

"I like this thing so much?" Liu Zonghe tilted his body, casually picked up the piece of red jade, raised it on his face and watched it carefully.

The red jade is crystal clear and even in color, although it is engraved with lines, it does not cut your hands when you hold it.

Wen Shixing on the bed considered his words, and said slowly, "It's just that other people's thoughts should be cherished."

The man snorted coldly, and threw the beautiful jade back on the table, "I thought you would treat that jade hairpin the same way."

Mentioning the jade hairpin, Wen Shixing's eyes suddenly lost a little.Bringing up old things again, in his opinion, is nothing more than a man's lifeless sarcasm.

"This ruby ​​is very good, I will naturally take good care of it and never break it."

These words were intended to show that he would cherish this gift, but it had a different meaning when it fell into Liu Zonghe's ears.

"Heh, of course you will take good care of the gift from someone you admire."

After finishing speaking, Liu Zonghe raised his head and drank the remaining tea in one gulp.

Wen Shixing didn't realize what Liu Zonghe meant, so he just remained silent.

Unexpectedly, his actions angered the man again.

The moment the man put down the teacup, he suddenly strode forward and pinched Wen Shixing's cheeks with one hand, causing him pain.

"You really adore him?"

Wen Shixing opened his eyes wide and shook his head with difficulty.He didn't know where Liu Zonghe came to his conclusion, so he could only vaguely deny it while pulling away the opponent's palm.

The already light-colored lips were dyed a bright red in a few disputes, forming a strong contrast with the white teeth.

The man stared at those lips, and suddenly stretched out his thumb to grind those soft lips hard, Wen Shixing stopped in shock.

It's not over yet, Wen Shixing looked helplessly into the man's eyes, the eyes that were originally full of anger were gradually transformed by lust.

Suddenly, Wen Shixing felt a foreign object invade his mouth.His pupils trembled immediately, and the man's thick thumbs actually stuck into Wen Shixing's mouth.

"You... um..."

The man looked down at Wen Shixing's eyes gradually turning red, and his thumb rubbed against the wet tip of his tongue like he was playing with a toy.

Wen Shixing had never had this kind of experience before, his whole heart was pounding, as if it was going to fly out of his throat in the next second.

The man's eyes gradually went crazy, until he noticed that Wen Shixing's face was getting redder and redder, and he didn't notice that he couldn't breathe at the moment.

Liu Zonghe had a conscience attack, and when he stretched out his thumb, there was still a silver thread.Wen Shixing lost his breath and immediately gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently.

In the silent room, there was only the sound of Wen Shixing's rapid breathing, and Liu Zonghe's gaze shifted from Wen Shixing to his wet thumb.

There was a faint heartbeat in his ear, Liu Zonghe shook his head, why does he feel like a ghost every time he does these things?

Wen Shixing's ears were still red, and he covered his mouth and dared not look directly at Liu Zonghe.

For some reason, Liu Zonghe felt angry again.

He's here to trouble Wen Shixing, not to flirt. Why is he always confused by this vixen?

Liu Zonghe tried hard to think of Jiang Zui's face, and subconsciously told himself that the person he really liked was Jiang Zui, and Wen Shixing was nothing more than an empty skin that made men pity him.

He darkened his eyes, remembering the three-month deal.He, Liu Zonghe, has no reason to lose, besides, the other party is still such a scheming and manipulative person.

"Since you love Yan Zhen, I can also connect you."

The man made up his mind and blurted out the plan he had been thinking about for a long time.He wants to send Wen Shixing away as soon as possible so that he and Jiang Zui can get married as soon as possible.

Wen Shixing, who was breathing slowly on the bed, trembled slightly. He raised his head stiffly and looked at the man in front of him.

"Yan Zhen loves to drink, especially the sweet-scented osmanthus wine made by his mother. Although I seldom hear him talk about his children's affair, I see that he admires you a lot. If you work hard, you can probably be a concubine."

Liu Zonghe turned his back, not looking at Wen Shixing's moist eyes.In one brain, he said all the news he knew.

"What do you mean?" Wen Shixing stood up, his fingertips feeling cold.

"It means that if you and Yan Zhen still maintain this relationship after three months, I can ask him to marry you."

Wen Shixing's originally rosy face turned pale, and his throat seemed to be blocked by cotton, which made him ache and he was speechless for a long time.

"Have you already arranged a home for me?"

The man turned his face away, his expression as indifferent as ever.

Wen Shixing plucked up his courage and raised his face to meet Liu Zonghe's gaze.The man's eyes were empty, without any emotion at all.

"Yan Zhen will treat you well, at least he doesn't dislike you for getting married."

Wen Shixing watched him say these words word by word, and the temperature in his heart gradually disappeared.He seemed to hear the sound of shattering, and the fragments of those memories were all turned into sharp knives, cutting Wen Shixing's heart full of holes.

In the past month, he has lowered his eyebrows and put down his figure as the son of the city lord. He came here alone despite his father's obstruction.

Even Wen Shixing's parents couldn't make excuses for Liu Zonghe's birthday ceremony that day.

Only Wen Shixing knew how many things he gave up in exchange for these fruitless three months.

No, not without results.

The man he had loved for four years had already prepared for himself a way out.