The actor who turned black and overlord is sweet and flirtatious

The car stopped at the entrance of Jiang Mo's villa, and seeing Xia Xingchen sleeping like a piglet, he carried Xia Xingchen on his back with calm eyes, and walked in slowly.

“Delicious pizza...”

Xia Xingchen murmured in a half-asleep and half-awake state, leaned his chin on the other's shoulder, clicked his mouth twice, and opened his eyes drowsily.

"Are you hungry?"

Hearing Jiang Mo's voice, Xia Xingchen responded vaguely.

Jiang Mo said lightly, "You can't nibble my shoulder even if you're hungry, take your mouth off first."

"it is good…"

At this time, Xia Xingchen was very obedient, closed his mouth and continued to look for a comfortable place, leaning against Jiang Mo.

Opening the door of the villa, Jiang Mo looked at the row of tooth marks on his shoulder from the corner of his eye, and took it off and put it in the washing machine in disgust.

On the sofa, Xia Xingchen curled up all over, sleeping soundly.

Jiang Mo came over and sat beside him in a white shirt, with a look of confusion and helplessness in his eyes.

No matter what, Xia Xingchen definitely had Lan Jinchen's place in his heart.Otherwise, she wouldn't hand over her personal safety to Lan Jinchen at a critical moment.

"Hehe." Jiang Mo laughed self-deprecatingly, with a trace of pain escaping from the corner of his mouth, he picked up a blanket and covered Xia Xingchen.

Xia Xingchen is much taller than when he was in high school, and his cheeks, which were slightly baby fat before, are much thinner, and his appearance is more delicate.

Jiang Mo slowly stretched out his hand to caress his broken hair, and saw that his originally fair arm was covered with bruises, and his heart throbbed.

"You deserve it."

After prescribing the medicine for him, Jiang Mo took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cellar and sat alone on the balcony.

He lit a cigarette, held it between his knuckle fingers and slowly put it to his mouth, took a deep breath, and only slowly spit it out when his eyes were choking red.

He suddenly remembered the first time Xia Xingchen fought with others in high school, and his face was also covered with injuries.

"are you crazy!"

The stab head cursed and roared: "I said Jiang Mo, what do you care? He is indeed the servant's son. I just don't accept him as the president of the basketball club!"

Facing the boy who was one grade higher than himself, Xia Xingchen raised his fist and swung towards him without fear.

"He's my brother! Also, if the president of the basketball club doesn't pick on me, brother Jiang Mo, could it be that he can't make a shot like you?"

After speaking, Xia Xingchen scuffled with him and became famous in school.

Later, Jiang Mo looked at Xia Xingchen with a bruised nose and swollen face. He picked up the ointment, frowned and said, "He's right, you don't need to quarrel with them."

Xia Xingchen's red and swollen cheeks raised slightly: "Who said that, you are my brother."

......

After drinking a glass of red wine, the Q person's contract on the table has been torn into several pieces, and Jiang Mo's position on it has been signed.

He suddenly remembered what Xia Xingchen said when the two broke up.

"In fact, I've always liked Brother Jinchen, besides, we're in the same family."

Jiang Mo's heart throbbed, and bitterness escaped from his nasal cavity.

He decided to let go.

The evening in the villa area is very quiet, few people come to live here.

The street lights in the distance flickered on and off, shining on Jiang Mo's profound face.

At this time, there was a lot of movement on the sofa.

Xia Xingchen stretched, looking at the pizza on the table next to him, his hungry stomach growled.

"Fuck, is this Jiang Mo's house?"

After looking left and right, he didn't find Jiang Mo's figure, so he sneaked to the table, and his heart began to tangle.

"Go wash your hands, it's dirty."

On the balcony, Jiang Mo walked towards him slowly in a gray coat, with a faint smell of tobacco on his body.

Seeing that the other party's expression was not very good, Xia Xingchen touched his butt subconsciously, and smiled: "Thank you Mr. Jiang for saving me, I won't eat here, I'll go home first."

Jiang Mo's figure is very good, and the white shirt can't hide his looming abdominal muscles. The cuffs are slightly rolled up, revealing his thin wrists.

"Let's go after eating, I kept shouting hungry when I was sleeping."

It was rare to see Jiang Mo treat him with such a gentle attitude, Xia Xingchen showed his small canine smile: "Then I will not be polite."

After being hungry for so many days, it is no wonder that he gorged himself.

Jiang Mo closed his dark eyes and poured him a glass of water.

Xia Xingchen stopped talking.

Could it be that Jiang Mo has really changed his gender?

"Mr. Jiang...do I (?ˇ?ˇ?) owe you a lot of money this time?"

Xia Xingchen took a sip of water, feeling a little guilty.

Jiang Mo shook his head: "No."

"Then you rescued me, didn't you lose anything?" Seeing Jiang Mo's calm look, Xia Xingchen felt a little uneasy.

Jiang Mo replied: "I lost some things, so you have to promise me one condition."

Xia Xingchen put down the pizza and said seriously, "Say it."

Jiang Mo tapped the table lightly with his fingers: "From now on, don't appear in front of me."

Xia Xingchen was stunned, his pale lips moved slightly, and he was silent for a long time.

He showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "It seems that I have indeed caused President Jiang to lose a lot this time."

"Well, so I don't want to see you again in the future."

Jiang Mo stood up and stared straight at Xia Xingchen: "You can't see people well, use your brain more."

After all, he walked towards his bedroom, leaving behind a voice:

"Take away the trash after eating."

Xia Xingchen looked at the pizza in the box, resisted the soreness in his nasal cavity and smiled: "It's just what I want."

It was already the end of autumn, and Xia Xingchen shuddered when he walked out of Jiang Mo's villa.

On the empty street, Xia Xingchen walked aimlessly, carrying garbage.

He hummed a little tune, curled his mouth, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Passing a turn, a child accidentally touched his foot while riding a bicycle.

"I'm sorry brother."

"fine."

Xia Xingchen smiled and waved his hands. After the child left, he covered his slightly painful feet, buried his head in his lap, and sobbed softly.

......

"Mr. Jiang, Uncle Jiang's condition has been unstable recently, and he is eating less and less."

Two years ago, Jiang's father was diagnosed with advanced gastric cancer. Even with the best high-end drugs, his body was getting weaker day by day.

After bidding farewell to the doctor, Jiang Mo supported Jiang Huai and walked in the backyard of the hospital.

"Dad, the doctor said that you have recovered well recently, and it would be better to walk more."

Jiang Huai smiled and said: "I know my own body well, you don't have to make me happy, it won't be long."

"Dad, don't say that." Jiang Mo helped Jiang Huai to sit on the chair, and persuaded: "Your mood is good for recovery."

Jiang Huai patted Jiang Mo's leg: "Xiao Mo, since you made money, you have given me the best in everything, and my father is satisfied. But my father still has one wish that has not been fulfilled, and that is to see you get married and find a partner before leaving." .Dad knows you like boys, but Xingchen is already married to someone else, you should come out."

Jiang Mo replied in a low voice: "I don't get married, it has nothing to do with Xia Xingchen."