stop, don't move

The knuckles of Qiao Le's hands holding the quilt were completely white, trembling uncontrollably, and bursts of biting chill rushed to every part of his body.

afraid.

This is the only word left in Qiao Le's heart. The voluptuous scene last night is still stimulating his nerves. If Shi Yan knows about this...how can he face him.

He was afraid to see the man.

As proud as he is Qiao Le.

Proud as Wen Shiyan.

Such a disgrace lay among them, and it was over for them.

Wen Shiyan saw this scene when he came back from buying breakfast. He walked over and lifted the quilt, only to see Qiao Le's forehead was covered with sweat and his face was pale.

Qiao Le stared at Wen Shiyan, his mind went blank, did he already know everything?he was...

Qiao Le hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover herself again.

Wen Shiyan was a little stunned. Did Qiao Le feel shy when he remembered his initiative last night?

"Lele, actually I... like you last night very much. If I can take the initiative like this next time without taking medicine, I will be very happy."

Qiao Le sat up suddenly, and looked at Wen Shiyan uncertainly, "Last night...you and I..."

Wen Shiyan raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiao Le who was beaming with joy. Could it be that this person thought he had a relationship with someone else, so his face was so ugly?He kept forcing him to call his name last night, how could he forget?

Before Wen Shiyan could make a sound, Qiao Le rushed over and hugged Wen Shiyan tightly. His exposed body was full of marks. He buried his face in Wen Shiyan's neck and shoulders, and his voice was indescribably fortunate, "It's you Well... I'm afraid..."

Qiao Le choked up, and squeezed Wen Shiyan's clothes tightly, "Did he...did he shoot a live video?"

Wen Shiyan paused for a moment, then hugged Qiao Le tightly, "There was no live broadcast, and I also destroyed the video."

Wen Shiyan embraced Qiao Le's slender waist, and patted Qiao Le's smooth back, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Qiao Le responded in a low voice, buried in Wen Shiyan's arms and stopped moving. Wen Shiyan's words made him feel an endless sense of security, and this man was his reliance.

This man is here.

Qiao Le just hugged Wen Shiyan and went to sleep again. Wen Shiyan sat by the bed and looked at Qiao Le's sleeping face silently. on the eyes.

Qiao Le's eyelashes are long, but not curled up, just like him. He tapped Qiao Le's eyelids lightly with his fingers. After a long time, Wen Shiyan sighed and slowly retracted his fingers.

It was already noon when Qiao Le woke up again, and Wen Shiyan was dealing with work beside him. Qiao Le didn't make a sound, and quietly looked at the man who was concentrating on it, with love in his eyes that he had never thought of.

"I'm so good-looking? Has Lele been fascinated?"

Wen Shiyan suddenly turned his head and looked at Qiao Le with a smile. The latter blushed, bit his lip, and nodded.

Wen Shiyan actually felt that he was seduced by Qiao Le unintentionally, clean eyes, subconscious lip biting, reddish cheeks...every point of Qiao Le was tempting him.

Wen Shiyan simply put down his work, picked two clothes from the closet and walked to the bed.

Wen Shiyan wrapped Qiao Le home in a coat and towel yesterday, cleaned him up and didn't dress him again.

"I'll help Lele get dressed, and then we'll have dinner."

"I... I can do it myself."

Qiao Le was startled when he saw Wen Shiyan's posture, and grabbed the quilt but refused to come out.

"Lele worked hard last night."

It seemed that the scene from last night reappeared, Qiao Le blushed, and Wen Shiyan snatched the quilt unpreparedly, and let Wen Shiyan dress him for him, and got oiled a few times by the way.

When Qiao Le sat up, his face was contorted a bit, his whole back felt like someone had slapped him hard, it was so sore, just as Qiao Le was about to stretch out his hand to press it, a pair of big hands came up and gave him a serious massage .

Kneading Qiao Le's lower back with comfortable strength quickly relieved the original soreness. Qiao Le lay on Wen Shiyan's lap and hummed comfortably.

Wen Shiyan couldn't help laughing, Qiao Le's relaxed appearance is really cute, Wen Shiyan suddenly played tricks, stretched out his hand and pressed Qiao Le's face to a certain part of himself, and when Qiao Le looked up, he saw his face flushed, The angry look in his eyes almost made him hard.

"You are childish!"

Qiao Le just said these three words after a long pause, Wen Shiyan couldn't help but let out a burst of laughter, held Qiao Le in his arms, and pressed his lips to his ear: "I don't know who ate it last night happy."

Qiao Le was completely speechless. He also remembered this scene. The shame suddenly burst out, and even his neck was stained with a blush. Wen Shiyan stopped teasing him and carried him downstairs.

No matter how Wen Shiyan coaxed him, Qiao Le only ate a small bowl. Wen Shiyan was really afraid that Qiao Le would lose weight if this continued.

Wen Shiyan carried Qiao Le to the room where Li Ziyan was locked up. Seeing Li Ziyan, Qiao Le couldn't help but hold Wen Shiyan's hand tightly. Even though Li Ziyan was in a mess now, Qiao Le was still frightened.

Li Ziyan was already like a bereaved dog after going through a night. He hoped that Wen Shiyan was lying to him, just to excuse him, but he had already tacitly agreed in his heart that Wen Shiyan was right, he did something wrong, and he was always self-destructing.

He is a joke.

"Chen Kan will come soon. He will take you to City C and let you know everything. Now, you need to apologize to Lele."

Wen Shiyan stroked Qiao Le's head soothingly, looking at Li Ziyan with gloomy eyes.

"I... apologize." Li Ziyan raised his head and looked directly at Qiao Le. Qiao Le could see some pain in his eyes. He wondered what this man had experienced in just one night.

But he would have no pity for this man, and he would never forget the horrors this man had done.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done this to you, you're innocent, I was stunned. But what I said..."

Li Ziyan suddenly fell silent, his deadly eyes flicked between the two of them, and he still closed his eyes.

Qiao Le knew what he was referring to. What he said was that Wen Shiyan had never admitted anyone. Wen Shiyan killed his brother, and Wen Shiyan would not admit him to Qiao Le.

is that so……

"What did he say to you?"

Wen Shiyan held Qiao Le in his arms, curling his hair with his fingers.

"He... said he gave you medicine, and there was a man waiting for you at the hotel, but he was frightened by your fake gun."

"Breaking the law with a gun, your husband and I are not gangsters, so we can only buy imitation ones and keep them scary."

"I was also scared by a fake gun."

Qiao Le recalled how fierce Wen Shiyan was when they first met. He always thought that the gun would go off, but who knew it was a fake.

"If it wasn't for that time, maybe we wouldn't meet, we wouldn't be together, and we wouldn't be here now."

Wen Shiyan turned Qiao Le to him, his unfathomable eyes could only hold the person in front of him.

"Qiao Le, I love you."