After breaking up, he cried and begged me to go back

There are almost no people going down the mountain at this point, and the mountain road becomes extraordinarily quiet, with shadows of trees dancing on both sides, soaked in the quiet sunshine, and the treetops carry a few wisps of silky charm.

Jiang Chenyi supported Ren Xiaoyan to walk slowly, the man's long arms were resting on his thin shoulders, and he deliberately put all his weight on him. After walking for a while, fine sweat dripped from his forehead and vest.

"You are too heavy, can you stop pressing me all the time!" Jiang Chenyi began to complain.

Ren Xiaoyan deliberately blew into his ears: "What? You still want to push me back?"

"Who wants to push you back, I'm telling you not to lean on me too hard, it's very tiring!"

"Are you tired?"

The man reached out to wipe his sweat for him, his eyes were charming and his tone was warm: "Would you like to find a place to rest?"

"Uh..." Jiang Chenyi couldn't get angry anymore, and pointed to the corner of the mountain road, "I remember there is a pavilion there, let's go and sit for a while."

"Hurrah."

Sit for a while, maybe you can do it for a while, Ren Xiaoyan thought calmly.

The gazebo is small, with carved beams and painted buildings, with wooden tables and benches inside. It stands on the mountainside, covered by the shade of withered or green trees, and half of Jiangnan City written in ink can be seen at the foot.

As soon as the two sat down, Ren Xiaoyan took off Jiang Chenyi's clothes, reached out to touch his vest, "You sweat too much, take it off for a while so you don't catch a cold."

Jiang Chenyi couldn't hold him back, and he frantically stripped him like a dumpling, and soon only a thin white T-shirt was left.

The T-shirt vest was completely soaked, and it became translucent, and the graceful curve of the back could be faintly seen. The man felt concerned, "Take it off too, it's wet."

"Take it off here?" Jiang Chenyi swept around, although there was no one there, he was still panicked.

"Take it off, wear the middle one." The man pretended to be serious, and had already picked up the corner of his waist, but his little finger was plucking at the smooth waist line intentionally or unintentionally.

As soon as he teased him, he felt itchy, like a kitten scratching lightly.

"...Uh, I... I will do it myself."

Jiang Chenyi slapped his hand off, and quickly pulled off the T-shirt.

Just about to put on the sweater in the middle, Ren Xiaoyan suddenly wrapped his naked body in his arms, pressed his hot palm against his wet back, rubbed it lightly, and his voice sank, "Chen'er, I want you, It's now."

"what?"

Jiang Chenyi exclaimed, before he could react, he sealed his lips.

Fuck!This, this fucking!He actually wants to be here? ! ?

His fists were clenched tightly, and he was desperately trying to beat his broad and healthy chest, but all the struggle was undoubtedly like tofu hitting a stone, and it was useless except to rot in his arms and collapse into dregs.

Ren Xiaoyan likes to eat him to death like this, what kind of shit is not allowed to touch him, what are you kidding?Really thought you Jiang Chenyi lost his memory and was reborn from nirvana?

Even if you are reborn 100 times, 1000 times, you are still mine!Always will be!

Maybe it was punishment, maybe it was anger, he hooked the back of his neck with one hand, and lowered his hand towards his abdomen with the other. Boiling, the feeling of nothingness floated to the brain.

He is immersed in it, but he hates it.

Ren Xiaoyan!I want to kill you!

Jiang Chenyi's face and eyes were reddened, his pupils were locked tightly and his eyes were fierce, staring at the man's eyes that were very close to him like an enemy.

Ren Xiaoyan's kiss was shocking, and he stared at him so hairy, shouldn't he cry aggrievedly?His tears would turn him on, but he didn't!

Don't let him continue to hate, otherwise history will repeat itself.

After thinking about it, he let go, and said in a teasing tone: "What are you doing? Hate me?"

"What do you think?" Jiang Chenyi rubbed his mouth vigorously, grabbed the sweater and put it on his body, his eyes overflowed with disgust.

"Don't be like this, it's not the first time for us." The man reached out to poke the round belly button that was still exposed.

"Try touching me again?"

Jiang Chen raised his neck and became even angrier.

Ren Xiaoyan was half joking, and poked it twice, "What's the matter?"

"I'll fucking kill you!" Jiang Chenyi was furious, he rushed forward and pushed the man down on the bench, punching his chest.

The surrounding mountains are bright and the water is still, and occasionally there will be birds passing by, and the singing is clear and melodious. In this suburb, there are lonely men and widows, and it is easy for people to make mistakes.

"Uh, you delivered this to the door yourself." Ren Xiaoyan was the first to make a mistake, buttoning up two thin wrists wrapped in thin sweaters, turning over and pressing the person under her body.

Just as he was about to take the next step, when he unbuttoned his coat, the handkerchief in his jacket pocket slipped out.

There is a red lip print on it.

But it is no longer printed on lipstick, but needle-punched with silk thread.

It was the handkerchief that Ren Xiaoyan pressed on Jiang Chenyi's lips yesterday, because he was afraid that the lip gloss would lose its color, so he specially ordered his assistant to find someone to embroider it. Jiangnan's embroidery is also unique, it is so lifelike.

Both of them were stunned for a few seconds, some scattered memory fragments flashed in Jiang Chenyi's mind, his head was in pain, "Who is this handkerchief?"

Ren Xiaoyan noticed that his expression was painful, so he stopped making trouble, and asked softly, "Chen'er, did you remember something?"

Jiang Chenyi beat his head vigorously, desperately trying to recall: "It seems that this... is my lip print? I wore women's clothing? There is Xu Yang, and that old lady... No, I have a headache... ..."

"Chen'er, don't think about it!"

Seeing his distorted expression, the man felt very distressed. He took out the water in Jiang Chenyi's backpack, fed him a few mouthfuls, and hugged his trembling shoulders tightly: "If you can't remember it, don't think about it!"

Jiang Chenyi didn't dare to continue thinking about it, he just leaned his face on his broad chest, listening to the strong and rhythmic heartbeat sound.

Ren Xiaoyan hugged him and shook him gently, and suddenly hummed a song: "Son, son, I am your father..."

"!!!"

Jiang Chenyi pushed him away: "Fuck, who is your son?"

Ren Xiaoyan was wronged: "I had a high fever and a headache when I was a child, that's how my father comforted me..."

"..."

Jiang Chenyi was speechless, and went to help him, "Forget it, let's go down the mountain."

"Your head doesn't hurt anymore?"

Ren Xiaoyan picked up his backpack and clothes.

"With a son as filial as you, why should I feel pain?" Jiang Chenyi rolled his eyes, supported him and continued walking down the mountain.

"How did I become a son?"

"Didn't you just sing...?"

"What am I singing?"

"The father you sang, father, I am your son..."

"Hey! My son is so good!"

"..." Why does it feel like something is wrong? ? ?

The path is rugged and winding, two men support each other, fight and row in the mountains, the sun is getting stronger and the shadows are scattered all over the place.

After going down the mountain, the bodyguards and assistants had already arrived and waited in a car. Ren Xiaoyan arranged for one of the bodyguards to leave a car for Xu Yang and the others to go down the mountain.

His ankle was twisted badly, so he went to a nearby hospital.

Jiang Chenyi waited with him in the corridor, and the assistant went to register.

It happened to be meal time, there was no one in the hospital, the entire corridor was empty and quiet, Jiang Chenyi's face remained red after exercising, and he was only wearing a thin light beige sweater, wrapped in soft sports pants The legs, with a shallow hill in the middle, looked very attractive.

Ren Xiaoyan became restless with his hands, resting them on Jiang Chenyi's back and groping carelessly.

"Are you sick?" Jiang Chenyi turned sideways and stared at him, "This is a hospital!"

"Why don't we go to the toilet once?" The man leaned over and pressed the other hand on the small hill, his tone dark and sinister.

"Ren Xiaoyan! Damn me!"

Jiang Chenyi was about to slap him, but he heard footsteps coming from the corridor, he quickly peeled off the man's wanton hand, and whispered: "Don't make trouble, someone is coming."

Ren Xiaoyan groaned softly, made a movement of spreading the corpse, and slid down the rest chair with two long legs straight, because he was too tall, after sliding his legs, they almost touched the opposite wall.

Jiang Chenyi reached out to lift his shoulder, "Do you want to do this, you are the president, this will affect your image too much."

"You won't let me touch it, what image do I want?" The man remained motionless as if he was pinned to a chair.

A group of nurses came over and saw the two of them from afar, and started whispering, "Wow, those two are so handsome..." "Yeah, yeah, they look like movie stars." "No, the one in the sweater , why do you look like Jiang Mo?"

Jiang Mo?

Jiang Chenyi was startled when he heard this name, Jiang Mo is his half-sister, why does she work in this hospital?

In my memory, she is still studying.

The group of nurses were still discussing quietly, "It's a bit similar. I heard that Jiang Mo has an older brother, but he has been missing for several years..."

Even Ren Xiaoyan strained his ears to listen. He heard Jiang Chenyi say that his sister is Jiang Mo, who is 4 years younger than him, a very cute little girl.

When he took him away, Jiang Mo was still in high school, so he should have graduated from college by now, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Jiang Chenyi standing up. He wanted to ask about Jiang Mo's situation and the situation at home.

Fearing that something might happen to him, Ren Xiaoyan followed him.

Jiang Chenyi went straight to the nurse who said he looked like Jiang Mo, the nurse blushed in embarrassment, lowered her head shyly, and didn't dare to look at him.

"Miss, I want to ask, does the Jiang Mo you mentioned work here?" Jiang Chenyi asked very gentlemanly.

The nurse twisted her waist and looked over with expressive eyes, "Yes, she is a new intern, don't you think she is her brother?"

"I'm not sure if it's her, can you take me to meet her?" Jiang Chenyi's face was full of sincerity, his brows were lightly furrowed, and his slightly withered eyelashes fluttered like Xinxin. No matter a man or a woman, he would fall into this monstrous evildoer In the general appearance.

The nurse stared in a daze, and the nurse behind beat her chest and whispered, "You're so handsome!"

Ren Xiaoyan was instantly irritable, and pulled Jiang Chenyi behind him, shaking his hand in front of the dazed nurse, "Little sister, what do I want to ask you?"

Compared to Ren Xiaoyan, the nurse liked Jiang Chenyi better, and after glancing at him, he cleared his throat and replied, "She's going to eat, and she won't be at work until two o'clock."

"Oh, then do you have her phone number?" Jiang Chenyi poked his head out from behind Ren Xiaoyan.

The nurse smiled sweetly at him, "Yes, add me to WeChat and I'll send it to you."

Ren Xiaoyan's eyes darkened, and he dragged the person back behind him, rushing to answer: "You add me, he is poor and doesn't have a mobile phone."