After Beta was not humble and chased back, Scum A became humble

Lin Hen kept staring at Beta as he ran far away before retracting his gaze, pressed the tip of his tongue against his palate, and said in a low voice, "Then what do you want to do? I'll accompany you."

"It's really nice to say." He Jing leaned back and looked at him with half-closed eyes. "Are you tired of working these days, and I can't call you anymore? Do you still remember your identity?"

"I'm just too busy recently." Lin Hen reached for the wine bottle next to him.

"What does it have to do with me?" He Jing opened his hand, pinched his chin tightly, closed it forcefully, and curled the corners of his lips viciously, "Huh? Let me ask you, what are you?"

Lin Hen frowned, and after a while, he regained his composure. In front of a room full of people, he said, "It's your dog."

He Jing just smiled, let go of his hand and touched his earlobe, his voice raised slightly, "Come here, drink with me."

Lin Hen sat next to him again, the two of them were next to each other, their four long legs squeezed together, the contrast between the sweatpants and suit trousers was conspicuous.

He opened a bottle of wine and poured it for He Jing, put it in front of him, then turned to pour it for himself.

He Jing looked at the wine in front of him, and said "Tsk", "Why are you so ignorant." Normally, nothing should be fed to his mouth.

Lin Hen was stunned: "What's sensible?"

"It's nothing." He Jing took a sip of the wine, and his mood became quite good because of Lin Hen's "your dog". He said with a smile in his eyes, "It's good that you are like this."

Lin Hen was a bit rigid, but he was obedient and always on call.

Lin Hen was inexplicably praised, so he also laughed, but his heart was still depressed because of what he was forced to say just now.

He Jing didn't drink alcohol lightly or seriously. No one saw that he could drink until he felt sick to his stomach. Lin Hen only picked out low-degree drinks for him, and He Jing didn't say anything when he saw it.

Lin Hen is only one year older than him, but many times He Jing has the illusion that Lin Hen is much more mature than him. Even now, as long as Lin Hen sits beside him, he is very comfortable.

He has never been short of love, but he enjoys the feeling of being loved wholeheartedly.

"Drink less, you haven't eaten."

"I can't eat it."

"What's wrong?" Lin Hen put down his wine glass.After tossing until now, He Jing began to talk about why he was unhappy today.

He Jing put his arms around his waist, squeezed it in his hands, and said with an unhappy face: "Dad asked me to draw a picture, I don't like it, I can't draw it."

"Must we draw?" The only one who can control He Jing is his father. Lin Hen has known He Jing for so many years, and found that He Jing only listens to He Nian. Had to follow suit.It can only be said that the ginger is still old and spicy.

However, although He Nian has demands on He Jing, he still dotes on this only son in essence, otherwise it would not be able to form He Jing's current character.

He Jing snorted: "He said he must, but I can't draw it. What can he do?"

"If you have to draw, I'll take time off to accompany you." Lin Hen felt the temperature of the ironing on his waist, and he lazily leaned into the soft and comfortable sofa with He Jing, his heart gradually softened.

"Really?" He Jing raised his eyebrows, naively resenting his rejection, "Not going to work this time?"

"If you're in a bad mood, I'll definitely accompany you." Lin Hen looked serious, frowning slightly, and said solemnly: "Nothing is important to me here, you don't always know."

Of course He Jing knew, not only did he know, but he also enjoyed it with peace of mind. Anyway, as long as he could see Lin Hen, he would be happy, and it was an equivalent exchange.

The two of them nestled together, with their four long legs resting on the tea table, and He Jing's head was resting on Lin Hen's shoulder. They watched Lin Hen's mobile phone videos downloaded using the supermarket's wifi, and made fun of the mentally handicapped plots from time to time.

Lin Hen didn't even know whether it was a man or a woman in the video, he selectively forgot what happened just now, and enjoyed the scene of this moment with all his heart.

Close, docile, dependent... Like, it's his.

I really like He Jing so much, Lin Hen can take a casual sentence from He Jing as truth for a short time, and then make himself happy, optimistic like a fool.

It's a pity that happiness is always short-lived. Just after a video was played, someone suddenly called He Jing to play "Turntable".

Lin Hen knew about this game. The young and old were blindfolded and threw paper darts. Opposite them stood a row of beautiful Omega walking in a clockwise circle. Whoever was thrown would take away... It is said that the excitement of this game lies in the fact that many wealthy families Master Omega will also join in because it's fun. As for whether you can throw these "golden apples", it depends on your luck.

"do not go."

When Lin Hen realized it, he had already grabbed He Jing's hand.

"Huh?" He Jing stopped standing up and looked over.

"You're right here, can't you check your phone for a while?" After Lin Hen finished speaking, he almost laughed. If he could stop He Jing from what he said, he wouldn't be nothing until now.But I always have no memory, no matter how many times, I want to try, try to keep him.

Still not reconciled, which man is willing to see the person he likes hugging someone else.

Sure enough, He Jing took his hand away, and said amusedly, "I'm not here to play, but to watch TV with you? Lin Hen, go check your brain when you have time, I'm afraid of contagion."

Lin Hen's forehead twitched, his temper rose, and he said in a sharp tone: "Do you know if they did it cleanly?"

"This time it's all 'apples', which one is more beautiful and interesting than you." He Jing's playful tone made Lin Hen hear the voice-over.

He is a gangster who has grown up in the mud of the alley, what qualifications does he have to judge whether the group of young masters who are well-clothed and well-fed are not clean.

Looking at his frowning face, He Jing suddenly realized something, raised his eyebrows, and a flash of expectation flashed in his eyes, "Are you jealous?"

Lin Hen's chest heaved violently, and the scene of He Jing and that group of people flashed in front of his eyes, his voice was low and hoarse: "I'm not mentally ill, and I don't know how to be jealous."

Dissatisfaction flashed across He Jing's eyes, he looked across, leaned back on the sofa, and said willfully and harshly, "It's okay if you don't want me to go, then you can do it with me here once."

"What?" Lin Hen looked around suddenly, his eyes were filled with all kinds of dark and malicious emotions, his head buzzed, and his whole body trembled with anger. Saying such things in front of so many people, even if he is in a bad mood today, he can't...

Lin Hen stared at him, his mouth reacted before his brain, and he gritted his teeth: "You can say such things, can you live without sleep for a day?"

He Jing was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Lin Hen to talk to him like this, anger instantly covered his stern face, he grabbed Lin Hen's neck and pressed him on the sofa, grinding his teeth: "You fucking talk back to me What are you talking back to me?"

After listening to his dad talking about it all day, he finally ran out, wanting to see Lin Hen calm down, but Lin Hen actually made him angry!It's harder to admit your mistakes than to kneel down!Will not say a soft word!

Waste stuff!Stubborn like this!

Although He Jing didn't use any strength, Lin Hen still felt uncomfortable being pinched, feeling more and more aggrieved, he grabbed his wrist and shouted: "He Jing! Are you being unreasonable?"

"Reasonable? Chick... Lin Hen, don't you like me? Your liking is so fucking cheap. I can call anyone here more than you can talk and be more considerate than you!" He Jing said as he shook off him and got up. , like throwing down a dead dog, "Next time, don't pretend to be pitiful with me and say how much you like it, I'm sick."

Lin Hen's fists were clenched and tightened, and the pain was extreme. He numbly watched He Jing walk away without hesitation, watched He Jing join in that ridiculous game, and watched He Jing tear his heart apart one by one.

To actually compare him with the people here, what is the difference between this and denying everything about him...

It's been more than five years, Lin Hen, look at you, it's still a joke to He Jing.

Seeing the dart in He Jing's hand stabbing a tall female Omega, Lin Hen's eyes were soaked with blood.

After breathing hard for a few times, Lin Hen finally couldn't take it anymore and got up and walked out.

For the things he couldn't change, he cowardly chose to escape.

If you can't see it, it doesn't happen.

There were also quite a few people in the corridor. Thanks to He Jing, almost everyone here didn't know him. Lin Hen didn't care about the eyes of these people who were looking at the theater, went to the side, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag.

The person who promised my mother to quit smoking really didn't do a single thing well.

"Isn't this He Jing's dog that no one can touch?"

"Don't talk nonsense, he heard you."

"If you hear it, you will hear it. Can he still eat me? Sooner or later, He Jing will play with him enough. He is just a lost dog."

"..."

Lin Hen glanced at the eyes, and after a while, he pressed the smoke out, walked behind the pair of little Omegas, and suddenly pressed his fingers on the back of the cheeky one's neck, almost smashing the glands with his fingertips, ignoring the other party's miserable cry , grabbed the back of the head and pulled it up, slamming it hard against the wall.

The snow-white wall was suddenly covered with a layer of bewitching red.

The other was so frightened that his face turned pale and his legs trembled, but he didn't dare to move a step. He could only look at Lin Hen with a cold face, and hit his companion like a broken bowling ball...

No one dared to stop.

Lin Hen let go of his hand after beating enough, wiped his hands on Omega's clothes, turned and went downstairs.

It looks scary, but his attack is serious, at most he will be hospitalized, and he won't die.

He Jing...should be able to receive the news that he caused trouble immediately, he couldn't stand it anymore, he didn't want to hear those words from He Jing again, so he ran away.

In the luxurious private room of the club.

He Jing leaned on the bed, frowning absently, holding a cigarette between his fingertips indifferently.

Omega didn't mind at all, with excited eyes, she lay on top of him and teased him dutifully, her lips and teeth became ambiguous while exhaling.

This is the top Alpha that so many people just want to sleep in. It's still Young Master He. He Jing has always been generous to the people next to him. After tonight, she will get all the bags, diamond rings and luxury cars she wants...

"Hey—"

"Dangdangdang."

The woman looked at the door dissatisfied, but He Jing pushed her away, quickly got out of bed and opened the door, and frowned unconsciously when he saw the flattering face of the waiter at the door.

After the waiter finished talking about Lin Hen's troubles, He Jing raised his eyebrows and muttered with a smile: "There is a way, but I don't know where I learned it."

The waiter didn't hear clearly, and just about to ask, He Jing's expression changed, and he said coldly: "Those two, deal with it."

The voice in the room was seductive: "Master He, what's wrong?"

He Jing closed the door, picked up his clothes and put them on, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, his muscular body was covered, and his tone was colder than before: "Let's go."

"Ah?" The woman looked at him puzzled, and smirked, "You're not joking, are you?"

"I'm not kidding." He Jing glanced at her coldly, and threw down a card, "Get lost."

"I don't want money, I like you—"

"roll."

"..."

By the time He Jing tidied up and walked proudly and triumphantly to the box to look for Lin Hen, Lin Hen was gone, and the young master was so angry that he smashed half of the box and couldn't stop him.