Wild man picked up

Qi Xinya is really a good friend, he didn't ask for a penny after all his efforts, he fell asleep with Wen Yuan's arms around him, and didn't open his eyes until he was sent to the door of his house.

"I'll ask Baichuan to take you up."

Qi Xinya yawned: "Forget it, it's so late, you guys should go back and rest early."

Qi Xinya was dressed too fancy, and Wen Yuan was still worried, so he asked Rong Baichuan to follow him until the lights in his apartment were turned on, and then he left.

I didn't feel it in the casino, but when I came out, I realized that it was already dawn, the two returned to the den, Wen Yuan went straight to the bathroom, soaked in the bathtub and fell asleep in a daze.

Wei Jie is on pins and needles right now. He lost a total of 600 million today. The main reason is that he wanted to make a comeback in the later stage, so he doubled crazily. In the last tenth game, he didn't want to let Qi Xinya go. When he asked to continue, The latter asked him: "Are you sure?"

He scratched his hair and broke out in a cold sweat in the room arranged by the casino.He has always been very measured in gambling, and it is completely expected that he lost so much today. Of course, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that he owes money to the casino! ! 1000 million! ! !

How to pay back the money?

His brother suggested in a low voice: "Do you want to play two more? Start small, maybe you can win back?"

"Don't come up with bad ideas." Another brother said, "What if you lose more?"

"But after losing so much today, Brother Jie will probably be beaten to death by his father..."

Unbearably irritable, Wei Jie yelled angrily with red eyes: "Get out! Get out!!"

The brothers left in silence. When they went out, they saw a man with a gentle face standing outside. They didn't recognize him, but judging from the nodding and bowing posture of the casino executive, he was quite authoritative.

"Mr. Jin plans to stay here for a few days?" The supervisor entertained cautiously, and the latter said indifferently: "I have some personal matters to do, go and call Cheng Zhi."

Soon, Cheng Zhiren walked into his box in a tall and burly manner, with a forceful voice: "Senior brother?"

Jin Ruihe didn't talk nonsense, took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to him: "Have you seen it?"

The man in the photo is extremely handsome, his light gray eyes are cold and arrogant, like a ruthless king, even if he just looks at the photo, he feels like he is being watched like an ant.

"This is……"

"A Yuan?" Rong Baichuan patted the bathroom door, Wen Yuan had been in for a long time, and it was almost dawn and he hadn't come out yet, he was worried that Wen Yuan fell asleep inside, what if he slipped into the bathtub and drowned?

There was a key in the bathroom door, Rong Baichuan said "I'm in" and directly opened the door.

Wen Yuan really fell into a drowsy sleep, with half of his ears stuck to the water, Rong Baichuan hurriedly held up his face, making sure he was still breathing, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

Wen Yuan opened his eyes in a daze, and realized that someone had wrapped him in a soft towel and hugged him, but at this moment in the early morning, he was so sleepy that he fell down, and the smell of this person felt very safe, so he went to sleep again. I closed my eyes.

Although his eyes were closed, his consciousness was still in chaos. After all, he was being carried by someone, and his subconscious mind was worried that he would fall.The body was placed on the bed, the skin touched the fine velvet sheets, Wen Yuan's head was supported by him on the pillow, and the tip of his nose smelled the scent of soap on the other party's body, he slowly opened his eyes, without blinking Looking into the man's face.

Rong Baichuan stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, Wen Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand to hook him, and asked in a low voice: "Does everyone feel lonely when they are almost 30 years old?"

Rong Baichuan propped his hands beside him, and remained still for a long time. Wen Yuan urged him in a low voice, and said softly, "What are you waiting for?"

Rong Baichuan kissed his lips, and 10 minutes later, he restrained himself and pulled Wen Yuan's arm off, and fled in despair.

Wen Yuan's cheeks were flushed, her eyes blurred, she rolled up the bath towel that was exposed under her body, rolled into the bed, giggled and laughed.

He fell asleep quickly.As always, when he woke up the man was getting ready for... well, it was a bit late for lunch.

He was wearing a home bathrobe, his white legs were exposed in the heated room, and he poked his head at the door of the kitchen: "Baichuan?"

Rong Baichuan gave a pause to the hand holding the spatula.The picture below him in the morning flooded into his mind again, and he had a reaction almost instantly.

Wen Yuan walked in and looked into the pot: "Twice-cooked pork?"

"En." Rong Baichuan felt that he should say something, and said, "Is it fragrant?"

"Xiang..." Wen Yuan leaned over and stuck to him, staring at him without blinking: "It smells so good that my mouth is watering."

This wild man is really good-looking, Wen Yuan still remembers his appearance when he first met, although he only took one look, but as long as he thinks about it, he will feel lonely.

This man looks too good. For Wen Yuan, lack of money is also one of his advantages. He needs a man who can be held in the palm of his hand.

Rong Baichuan's eyes were as deep as the sea at this moment, and he whispered: "Go get the plate."

Wen Yuan went to get it obediently, and tilted his head when he came back: "Will you lie on the plate and eat it for me?"

Rong Baichuan's eyelids twitched, he poured the twice-cooked pork into it without saying a word, picked it up and walked out.

Wen Yuan was a little unhappy.He didn't believe that Rong Baichuan didn't understand his hunger/thirst, but this guy dared to ignore him?It's just too much!

He stepped out and sat down next to Rong Baichuan. Rong Baichuan put the rice in front of him, Wen Yuan ate it with his head buried, and hiccupped because of choking.

Rong Baichuan handed him the soup, seeing his handsome face wrinkled like a steamed bun: "No hands... hiccup, I want to feed."

Rong Baichuan silently glanced at his unused paw, Wen Yuan continued to hiccup: "What are you doing... hiccup, what?"

A spoonful of soup was put into the mouth, Wen Yuan immersed himself in his hands and drank a lot, then gradually stopped hiccupping, and allowed Baichuan to continue eating with an elegant demeanor.

Wen Yuan put her legs on the sofa, leaned her back against his shoulder, and looked up at the ceiling for a while, feeling a little confused and aggrieved.

He felt very tired, physically and mentally exhausted, wanted to find a man right away, get married, have children, wanted to experience all his life in one second, and then died.

Rong Baichuan put down the bowl, Wen Yuan turned his face to look at him, and said, "I missed work today."

"It's ok."

Wen Yuan lowered his head sullenly, he felt that he had been rejected, and Rong Baichuan's reaction made him unclear about the other party's mind.This emotion came and went quickly, he suddenly rushed towards Rong Baichuan, the latter reflexively opened his hands to encircle him, Wen Yuan quickly raised his legs to straddle him, and buried his face on his chest Rubbed.

"A wish..."

"You won't die if you hug me." Wen Yuan snorted, and hugged his waist tightly, "It's all because of that Wei Jie who made me stay up all night. Now I feel flustered and short of breath. So boring, you still make me unhappy... Huh, I'm going to die."

This is true for staying up all night, Rong Baichuan slowly stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him, stroking his head as if to comfort him, he felt like a cat being groomed instantly when he heard the wish, and he felt much more comfortable.

To Rong Baichuan, he always has a kind of self-confidence, maybe because he saved him, Wen Yuan always feels that he is special to him.

He wanted to test how far this specialness could go.

"Let me tell you, I am your savior." The person buried in his chest said in a low voice: "No matter what I do to you, you can't resist. Whatever I tell you, you have to do, otherwise You are ungrateful."

This was indeed a bit unreasonable. If Rong Baichuan didn't like him, he would most likely slap him in the face. Wen Yuan poked him in the chest, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, and the tips of his ears were slightly hot.

"Yes." Rong Baichuan said, "I will listen to you."

Wen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, he raised his blushing face and rubbed against Rong Baichuan's neck: "As an adult, you must be responsible for what you say."

"Ah."

Wen Yuan's breath sprayed on his neck, which was numb and numb, which made Rong Baichuan feel uncomfortable again.

"you……"

Wen Yuan kissed him on the chin and whispered, "You are so sexy."

"..."

Wen Yuan reminded: "Based on politeness, you should also praise me."

The author has something to say: Merry woke up overnight, and Wen Yuan found that the man lying beside her was completely cold.

The next day, he was haunted by the ghost of President Si.

"Also, I, order, come—"