Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

"How many times have I told you, don't go out to work, don't go out to work, can't I, the president of a dignified company, still support you?"

Under the bright light in the living room, Jian Qing stared at the thin man in front of her with a gloomy expression.

He has never been a grumpy person, but when facing this stupid man, he can't control his emotions.

How many times have I told him that no matter what time he comes home, he must be seen, this stupid man always carries him behind his back to work in a small restaurant outside, making it dirty and disgusting people.

"But... my mother said that you can't get something for nothing, and you will be looked down upon by others. As a man, you should stand up to the sky..." The man lowered his head cowardly, and argued in a low voice with a barely audible voice.

Cheng Wen's brain is congenitally deficient, simple at best, stupid at worst, and a little slow in response.

But he is very clean, his appearance alone is very clean, his skin is white, his big dark eyes are clearer than the lake water, if he has to be compared to an animal, it is a deer, a pure young deer.

Happy or sad, it's all written in it.

Jian Qing often felt guilty when she touched him, but she never thought of treating him well. After all, this fool was just a trivial substitute for him.

At the beginning, she said she liked him in order to trick him into bed, but now she is not even willing to put on a slightly prettier face.

If there is a faint smell of oily smoke rushing into the nostrils, Jian Qing became more and more angry, and sneered:

"Look at yourself, what part of your body looks like a man? It's okay to be so stupid, and you are always being manipulated and taken advantage of when you go out to work. Why don't you just stay at home obediently and let me sleep more? How much do you want? , I’ll just give it to you.”

The words were really ugly, and Cheng Wen was stupid, so he couldn't fully understand the meaning, but he could hear the contempt and humiliation in his tone, which was exactly the same as when everyone called him a bastard when he was a child.

With a pale face, he buried his head a little lower, obviously he did nothing wrong, but he still apologized habitually.

"I'm sorry..."

He also knew that he was useless, always making Ah Qing angry.

"Hurry up and take a shower, you stink to death." The clumsy appearance of the man was so different from that person, Jian Qing didn't want to take another look, and went upstairs directly past him.

After hesitating on the spot for a few seconds, Cheng Wen followed carefully. Before he could follow into the bedroom, the door was slammed shut, almost hitting his nose.

Standing blankly outside the door, when he was at a loss, the door was quickly opened again, and a piece of clothing was thrown out, covering his head.

"Put this on after you take a shower."

At the same time as the voice fell, the door was thrown loudly.

Trembling with fright, Cheng Wen grabbed the clothes on his face, and after unfolding them, he realized that it was a black lace dress.

How can a man wear such clothes.

He was ashamed, and when he thought of Jian Qing's attitude, his eyes turned red with sadness.

Ah Qing seems to hate him more and more...

In the end, he obediently took the skirt and entered the bathroom in the living room, washed himself with shower gel several times while crying, and changed it.

After turning off the faucet, he didn't dare to cry any more, and knocked on the door with his red eyes, and after getting Jian Qing's permission, he turned the handle and went in.

A warm-colored floor lamp was turned on in the room. The man was wearing a white bathrobe and was sitting on the bed. He had obviously taken a shower. His long hair that was originally combed back was loosely scattered on his shoulders. His two long legs were comparable to those of an international supermodel. Randomly overlapping, holding a newspaper in his hand and looking down.

The pale yellow light outlined his already outstanding facial features more attractively, his thin lips were tightly pressed, obviously still angry.

Most of the time Cheng Wen didn't do anything wrong, but Jian Qing habitually vented his anger on him, normal people can't stand him long ago, only the little fool, who is obviously sad, still wants to coax him, afraid of him Never mind yourself again.

Mustering up the courage, she went over and gently pulled Jian Qing's bathrobe sleeves, her soft voice was a little hoarse because she had just cried.

"Ah Qing... don't be angry, I know I was wrong."

"What's wrong?" Jian Qing put down the newspaper and looked at him.

Cheng Wen paused, then whispered, "...I shouldn't have gone out to work secretly."

He is thin and thin, and his height is only [-]. Those fragile shoulders seem to be crushed if squeezed hard. The appearance of sincerely admitting his mistake at this moment made Jian Qing feel a little out of temper, sighed, and said.

"Didn't I say, you follow me, I will give you 2 yuan every month, as for your brother's tuition and living expenses, I will remit him separately."

"But..." Cheng Wen stared at his toes and muttered, "It's said on TV that this is called nurturing, and it has no emotion."

He raised his head to look at Jian Qing, his dark eyes were as innocent as a child's, and he whispered while twisting his fingers.

"Ah Qing...I don't want our relationship to be like nurturing."

In fact, he didn't spend much money himself, and he went out to work to make his brother's life better. As for the money Jian Qing gave him, he didn't touch a penny, and he planned to find a chance to return it to him.

Jian Qing wanted to laugh a little.

He has made a few love affairs before, and it is normal to spend hundreds of thousands a month for the maintenance fee plus the money for gifts. Occasionally, he will send a car worth millions, that is called support.

As for the man in front of him, he is similar to a kitten or puppy on the side of the road. It doesn't take much thought to pick it up and take it home, just feed him. 2 yuan a month is still too much.

It really is a fool.

Jian Qing was contemptuous in her heart, but her complexion softened, and Danfeng's slightly raised eyes showed a bit of tenderness, she stretched out her hand to ruffle his hair like a dog, and said softly.

"Little fool, I'm your husband. If I give you money, how can it be considered a nurturing? It's a matter of course."

"I feel sorry for you because you are too tired to work outside, so I can't help being angry with you. How about this, you will be responsible for cooking for me, cleaning the house, and taking care of my daily life. Just treat me as if I invited you from outside. My nanny, I will give you 3000 yuan a month, do you think it is okay?"

"Isn't that considered nurturing?"

He didn't care whether Cheng Wen was tired or not, as long as he could let him do it well.

He just didn't like that Cheng Wen came back with that smell of oily smoke, which made people sick to his stomach.