after being falsely accused

Even though he had been persuading himself just now that it would be fine to return the ring to Zhao Xiuxuan, Wen Huan was still completely at a loss when he heard Zhao Xiuxuan's voice.

"Huanhuan, come down." There was an obvious eagerness to see his sweetheart in the words.

Wen Huan didn't respond, but the nervous breathing was still passed through the microphone.

Just return the ring to Zhao Xiuxuan, don't be afraid, just return it to him.

Wen Huan kept persuading himself, tremblingly took the ring and bank card wrapped in white paper on the table, and the person who opened the room walked out.

"Xiaohuan, do you want to go out? It's cold outside, bring a coat." Wen Ying immediately reminded her brother when she saw that her brother was about to go out.

Wen Huan's mind was in a mess, he didn't hear what his sister said clearly, he just nodded subconsciously, took the key and opened the door to go out.

Zhao Xiuxuan is downstairs.

Zhao Xiuxuan is downstairs.

......

Walking to the door of the elevator, the elevator opened, and Wen Huan didn't dare to move.

A little flustered, he picked up his phone to look at it, and he had accidentally hung up the call just now.

Zhao Xiuxuan is downstairs...

The mentality of convincing myself just now became useless when he was about to face Zhao Xiuxuan.

He was still too scared to go down.

The elevator closed and opened again, but Wen Huan still didn't dare to go in.

The phone rings.

Wen Huan looked at the number and was too scared to answer it again.

After a while, the phone stopped ringing, but a message came.

Turn on the temperature ring.

"Huanhuan, I want to go up to pick you up."

As soon as Wen Huan saw the message, he immediately called.

It only rang once and was answered.

"I'll go down...don't come up." Wen Huan forced himself to speak calmly before hanging up in a panic.

He was afraid that he had done something wrong and his family would feel sorry for him.

Just make it clear to Zhao Xiuxuan, just return the ring to him.

Wen Huan kept persuading himself again, and pressed the switch of the elevator again.

After a while, the elevator doors reopened.

Seeing that there was no one in the elevator, Wen Huan heaved a sigh of relief and walked in.

Floor to floor, the further down the elevator goes, the faster Wen Huan's heart beats.

After the elevator finally stopped, Wen Huan walked out in small steps.

After getting off the elevator, you only need to turn a corner to see the people waiting outside.

Wen Huan took one step at a time, and only after the phone rang again did he walk around the corner with his head down.

"Huanhuan." When Zhao Xiuxuan saw his sweetheart come out, he immediately strode over.

"Don't come here." Wen Huan shouted to Zhao Xiuxuan in fear, and took a few steps back.

Zhao Xiuxuan was wearing a suit today, but the suit was obviously wrinkled, his beard was not shaved, and his sharp black eyes were bloodshot.A few days after he was released from prison, he got a little tanned. Not only did he become rougher, but his aura was also stronger than before.

Being told not to go up by his sweetheart, Zhao Xiuxuan didn't stop, but approached more resolutely.

"Don't come here, I told you not to come here." Wen Huan backed away in fear.

Without stopping, Zhao Xiuxuan was still approaching.

Wen Huan retreated to the corner, and seeing Zhao Xiuxuan approaching him, he took out the ring and bank card wrapped in white paper in a panic, "Don't come here, return the ring to you, and return the money you gave me. "

Don't come any closer, please don't come any closer.

Everything will be returned to you, don't come any closer.

Wen Huan kept shouting in his heart.

But Zhao Xiuxuan still walked over persistently.

Seeing that the tall man was about to approach him, Wen Huan turned and ran away in a panic.

But after a few steps, his hand was tightly grasped.

Then he was pulled into a wide embrace and imprisoned.

"Huanhuan, don't run away..." Zhao Xiuxuan tightly circled Wen Huan in the ring, coaxing in a low voice.

Surrounded by the familiar breath, Wen Huan swallowed hard and struggled, but he couldn't use any strength in his hands, so he could only keep pulling Zhao Xiuxuan's arms around his waist and shoulders, but he couldn't move them at all.

"You let me go, we're over, let me go..." Wen Huan couldn't move the strong arm that imprisoned him, and could only let Zhao Xiuxuan let go with red eyes.

He was afraid of this, afraid of not being able to use any strength, afraid of being hugged tightly by Zhao Xiuxuan...

It's just that after Wen Huan's words came out, Zhao Xiuxuan's arms around him became tighter, which made him feel a little painful.

"It hurts, you hurt me..." After Wen Huan finished speaking, his face flushed immediately, and he complained softly in a crying voice, "Please let go, it hurts."

How did he say such ambiguous words just now?

Only then did Zhao Xiuxuan loosen a little, but he still hugged him very tightly, which also made Wen Huan's body get closer to him.

"Huanhuan, don't leave me." Zhao Xiuxuan buried his head on Wenhuan's fair and round neck and shoulders, and the scorching breath of what he said was imprinted on Wenhuan's naked skin.

Surrounded by Zhao Xiuxuan's aura, the exposed white shoulders and neck were even more stained by the burning heat of Zhao Xiuxuan's words, and Wen Huan's sensitive skin turned pink.

"Don't do this..." Wen Huan wanted to break free, and pushed Zhao Xiuxuan's head away from his neck, but his weaker body made him unable to push his hands, as if he was being bullied on the bed. A man who has died, crying and grabbing the hair of the villain who bullied him, saying don't do this...

Zhao Xiuxuan did not let go, but opened Wen Huan's shirt a little, exposing more of Wen Huan's fair shoulders and neck.

Wen Huan noticed Zhao Xiuxuan's actions, and struggled even more panicked, "Zhao Xiuxuan, you already have a wife and children, please don't do this."

Wen Huan was afraid, he was afraid that he would do wrong again.

Zhao Xiuxuan finally let go of Wen Huan, hugged Wen Huan tightly with only one hand, took out the phone with the other hand, and took out a few photos to show Wen Huan.

"Huanhuan, she is my niece. Look, this is the wedding photo of my niece and Lao Zhou, as well as a group photo of their family." In order to explain to his sweetheart, Zhao Xiuxuan asked for these photos from his niece when he came.

Wen Huan looked at the family in the photo in a daze, with an unnatural expression on his face.

"Huanhuan, I was picked up by my adoptive parents, who were already middle-aged at the time." Zhao Xiuxuan hugged him tighter again.

Wen Huan's face was a little red. When he saw the group photo just now, he knew that he had misunderstood, but he had already decided to give up when he was released from prison. Why did he chase after...

And Zhao Xiuxuan was picked up and adopted...

Wen Huan felt distressed for some reason and didn't struggle anymore.

"Huanhuan, if you don't believe me, I'll call my niece right away and ask her to explain to you?" Zhao Xiuxuan found out her niece's phone number in front of her beloved, and was about to call her.

"No need..." Wen Huan grabbed Zhao Xiuxuan's hand to stop him.

Then his hand was held by Zhao Xiuxuan.

"Huanhuan, do you believe me?" Zhao Xiuxuan said in a low voice, and buried his head on Wenhuan's shoulder and neck where more skin was exposed, and the hot breath he exhaled imprinted on the pink skin of his sweetheart.

Wen Huan didn't know how to answer, the heat on his neck made his body weaker, and he couldn't push back the grasped hands, so he could only reply softly, "I believe you...let go Let me go..."

His body became softer and more sensitive, which made him so scared that he wanted to run away.

Zhao Xiuxuan didn't let go, but went even further, separated the fingers of Wen Huan's right hand, and clasped Wen Huan's ten fingers together.

Wen Huan held the black ring and bank card in his hand, and Wen Huan held them tightly in his other hand. Even though he was struggling just now, he was afraid that they would be lost and could not be found, so he kept holding them in his hand.

"Why do you want to do this, Zhao Xiuxuan, we are over." Clasped tightly by Zhao Xiuxuan's hot hands, the two of them are black and white, the big and small palms are extremely conspicuous, Wen Huan swallowed hard, and said in fear Said that he and Zhao Xiuxuan had finished.

Wen Huan wanted to break free from Zhao Xiuxuan's hand, but he couldn't use the strength, so he could only let Zhao Xiuxuan clasp his fingers tightly.

"Huanhuan, I love you." Zhao Xiuxuan confessed suddenly, bringing Wen Huan closer to him.

Hearing Zhao Xiuxuan's confession, Wen Huan froze.

In prison, every time he heard Zhao Xiuxuan say he loved him, he felt very scared...

"Huanhuan, I love you, Huanhuan, I love you..." Zhao Xiuxuan kept whispering in Wen Huan's ear, and even almost kissed her.

Wen Huan's eyes were flushed, he was at a loss and didn't know what to do, the tips of his ears turned pink, he twisted his body to avoid the sensitive ear tips that Zhao Xiuxuan touched with his lips from time to time.

"You used to like women..."

Wen Huan was afraid, he was afraid that Zhao Xiuxuan was only interested in him for a while, and after being out of prison for a long time, he became interested in women again, all the old people in the prison said so.

He was so scared that he avoided Zhao Xiuxuan, as long as the memory of the prison remained...

Wen Huan kept twisting and struggling, he was afraid that he would have illusions again.

"Don't move, Huanhuan." Zhao Xiuxuan said calmly, holding down the soft body of his sweetheart who was constantly twisting.

Wen Huan was still struggling, but when his tailbone was pressed against a hot and hard object, his body became weak and he dared not move any more.

"Huanhuan, look, it's only hard on you now." Zhao Xiuxuan said, and pushed Wenhuan up with that big thing, just above the sensitive tailbone.

Wen Huan couldn't stand up all of a sudden, and was half-supported by Zhao Xiuxuan, so he didn't let go.

"Bastard, bastard, you bastard..." The corners of Wen Huan's eyes were flushed, and he could hardly grasp the white paper wrapped in the ring and bank card, and his voice was soft, even if he was calling Zhao Xiuxuan a bastard, listen Still like being coquettish.

Zhao Xiuxuan finally couldn't help it, turned the man around, pressed against the wall, and kissed the pink lips that scolded him.

"Woo..." Wen Huan was terrified by Zhao Xiuxuan's sudden action, and only after her soft tongue was sucked in did she cry and push the man whom she was fiercely kissing.

But the more he struggled, the more he was kissed harder.

Pushing but not opening, Wen Huan cried and wanted to bite the domineering tongue that was entangled in his kiss, but after biting a few times, she was reluctant to use force, instead she seemed to want to refuse and return, sending the soft tongue up to the man for a harder kiss.

I can hardly breathe...

Wen Huan blushed, and when her whole body limp in Zhao Xiuxuan's arms, her pink lips were finally let go.

The body is held up.

"Let go of me, where are you taking me?" Wen Huan was hugged by her hips, and asked Zhao Xiuxuan in a soft voice, with a bit of crying in her soft voice, obviously the grievance of being bullied. .

Zhao Xiuxuan didn't answer, Wen Huan started to twist again.

"Where are you taking me, let me go..." Wen Huan blushed, moving back and forth in Zhao Xiuxuan's arms holding him.

"Go to the car." Zhao Xiuxuan's voice was scary.