They say my husband is a bad guy

At that moment, the blood in Jing Yuan's head seemed to be drawn away in an instant, and he was stunned for two or three seconds, then he stretched out his hand and pulled Rong Huaishu, ripping off his clothes.

Rong Huaishu's abdomen was covered in blood, but upon closer inspection, there was no scar at all.

"Hehe." Rong Huaishu stretched out his arms to hug Jing Yuan tightly, and squeezed his chest together. This kind of sense of fullness was something Rong Huaishu had never felt—since the two met for the first time, Just test each other.I thought that the gap of several years would make the two of them strangers, but I didn't expect that there seemed to be no gap between them, or rather, some sharp things had fermented in the past few years, making it become Softened.

Rong Huaishu hugged Jing Yuan for more than ten seconds before softly saying, "I'm fine."

Jing Yuan let Rong Huaishu hold him, and he pushed Rong Huaishu away after the blankness in his head eased.

Jing Yuan's expression was ugly, and he said, "What's going on?"

"To complete the purpose of my trip." Rong Huaishu replied lightly, not because he wanted to cover up, but because there are some things that Jing Yuan should not know, which is to protect him.

Although Rong Huaishu didn't say anything, but with his current appearance, Jing Yuan is not a fool.

"This is Mrs. Moreka's manor. All the dignitaries are here. The security in this manor is stronger than you imagine." The implication is to remind Rong Huaishu to keep his hands and feet clean. Just kidding.

"Don't worry, no one was killed." Rong Huaishu smiled mysteriously and said, "It's just that he lost something."

Jing Yuan: "..."

Rong Huaishu pulled off the straps of his clothes, took them off and threw them on the ground, then walked to the bathroom and said, "And I don't think he wants to say anything about it, after all, it's a shame to lose it if he talks about it." Not my face."

Jing Yuan vaguely guessed what the 'thing' Rong Huaishu was talking about.Then Jing Yuan's face turned dark, he walked over and tore away Rong Huai's book, went to the bathroom by himself, tearing off the clothes on his body and said: "You actually hugged me with the hand that... that thing?"

"I wore gloves." Rong Huaishu defended himself.

Jing Yuan ignored him, took off his clothes, and rubbed the soap back and forth three times before he calmed down.

knock knock.

There was a knock on the door of the room, and before Jing Yuan could get out of the bathroom, he heard the sound of the key, and the door was pushed open.

Jing Yuan frowned, hearing footsteps, there was more than one person.

"Hey, Yuan, are you taking a shower?" William's voice sounded from outside the door, sounding a little shy.

Rong Huaishu opened the bathroom door before Jing Yuan, he was wearing a towel to block Jing Yuan, and Jing Yuan behind him hadn't had time to get the towel—Jing Yuan swore that he would beat Rong Huaishu if he had the chance a meal

"William, what's the matter?" Rong Huaishu's long wet hair was draped over his shoulders, and his sturdy figure could be seen at a glance.But even so, his appearance still took William's attention away, making William ignore Rong Huaishu's powerful muscles.

"Oh, my God! Oh, I'm sorry, I mean, I hope I didn't disturb you." William was a little incoherent, and the housekeeper and servants behind him directly lowered their heads to avoid seeing things they shouldn't.

"Unfortunately, I'm a little disturbed." After Rong Huaishu finished speaking, he smiled again: "William, what's the matter?"

"Oh, yes." William finally remembered his reason for coming, then coughed lightly, collected his thoughts, and said: "There was a little accident in the manor, and a servant said that he saw someone from outside coming here. I’m here, I’ll come over and ask.”

"Master William." The butler suddenly opened his mouth at this time, and when William looked over, the butler handed over something in his hand—it was the clothes that Rong Huaishu had taken off, and the blood stains on it were still bright red.

William frowned and said, "Rong, what's going on?"

"Hehe." Rong Huaishu laughed softly. He looked back at Jing Yuan first, and found that Jing Yuan was wrapped in a bathrobe. Then he readjusted his standing posture, walked outside the bathroom door, and pointed to the door of the bathroom. direction, said to William: "I just played a little game with Yuan."

William poked his head and found that at the door, Jing Yuan's snow-white shirt was also piled on the ground, which was wet by hot water, and the blood color that was previously stained was also dense.

William was puzzled.

But the butler next to him reacted. He looked down at his fingertips - he was wearing white gloves, and when he was holding the clothes, they were stained red.

The butler pinched his fingertips, put them under his nose and smelled them, and then smiled, "Master William, it's rose sauce."

William was taken aback, and Jing Yuan in the bathroom was also taken aback.

Rong Huaishu lowered his head, put his fingertips on his lips and smiled, looking a little shy and playful because of a successful trick: "I'm sorry to scare you, William. It's just that you know, Yuan's dress tonight It really... fascinates me. I wish I could lick him all over, his skin really matches Rose Sauce."

When William heard it, he immediately showed an expression of 'I understand'.

"But William, what happened?" Rong Huaishu restrained his smile and asked worriedly.

William coughed twice in embarrassment, shrugged his shoulders, and whispered, "It's that Lime guy. I told him not to be an irresponsible bee, but he never listened. That's all right now, someone just said that he He was helped away, and I went to see it strangely, and found that his bed was covered in blood, and his... um, half of it was burnt on the bed. Oh, poor guy, he won't be in this life Take off-pants in front of any woman."

Rong Huaishu showed a surprised expression, and said in doubt: "Then, he should report to the police station."

"Come on, Rong." William shook his head and said, "Don't use your artists' standards to measure Lime. He deserved what he deserved. I heard that he picked a flower that he shouldn't touch half a year ago. Retribution. If he goes to the police station, what awaits him will not be the arrest of the murderer, but his overwhelming scandal. Besides, Rhyme will never let anyone know about this kind of thing. "

"But we still know." Rong Huaishu blinked, looking a little embarrassed.

"As long as we don't tell others, it's fine. It's hard to be a ghost, and the concubine has a ghost." William was triumphant, as if he was happy with Lyme's bad luck: "Okay, but the guy who cut Lyme hasn't been found yet. Then, remember to lock the door."

"As long as you don't open the door with keys." Rong Huaishu smiled.

William was also happy, and tilted his head to say hello to Jing Yuan: "Oh, Yuan...uh, I mean, Mr. Jing, I wish you all a happy night, good night."

After William finished speaking, he left with the housekeeper and servants, and knocked on the doors one by one.

Rong Huaishu sent William and the others to the door, and just as he closed the door, he felt a strong wind blowing past his ears.Rong Huaishu hurriedly stepped aside, then walked a few steps away and opened the door, looking at the menacing Jing Yuan, Rong Huaishu could only smile apologetically.

"Honey, don't do that."

Jing Yuan clenched his fists and sneered: "Playing with me, are you happy?"

Rong Huaishu shrugged and said, "I'm not playing with you, I just want to make sure of my position in your heart. Now I understand."

"Status? I'm sorry, you don't have that thing." After Jing Yuan finished speaking, he swept away with one leg. Rong Huaishu hurriedly jumped two steps back to avoid it, lamenting in his heart——Jing Yuan became angry from embarrassment.

Rong Huaishu thought, there is probably only one way now.

While he was thinking about it, he saw that Jing Yuan had already pushed forward, and Rong Huaishu was still retreating. As soon as he took a step back, he felt that some rope was tripped under his feet. When he woke up, he had already fallen on the bed, and Jing Yuan held the He was holding the robe that William had put on the cabinet earlier.

"Honey……"

"Hehe." Jing Yuan put his knees against Rong Huaishu's abdomen, suppressing his movements, and quickly used his robe as a rope in his hand to firmly tie Rong Huaishu's hands to the bedpost.

Rong Huaishu struggled, and found that it was quite firm: "So you like restraints."

Jing Yuan sneered, stretched out his hand to grab Rong Huaishu's jaw, and said softly: "A good night is worth a thousand gold, beauty."

But Rong Huaishu was very generous, with a look like I was fish and meat, and said: "Please go ahead, beauty."

Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows, wondering if Rong Huaishu was scheming again, but in the face of his beauty, Jing Yuan is not an ascetic.

Tsk, to die under the peony flower is to be a ghost.do not care.

"Don't go back on your word." Jing Yuan chuckled, then lowered his head, and lightly bit Rong Huaishu's Adam's apple. After feeling the little Adam's apple rolling, Jing Yuan chuckled and licked it .

Rong Huaishu was immediately set on fire, he bent his long legs and hooked Jing Yuan's waist, the meaning of the invitation was self-evident.

Jing Yuan was a little surprised, but it would be a fool not to eat the meat delivered to his door.

Jing Yuan untied his robe, and also took off Rong Huaishu's bath towel.The two young bodies seemed to be ignited, and they were about to melt immediately when they came together.Sweat was secreted quickly, and the skin was reddened by the heat, but what lingered in the nose was an indescribable aroma.

Jing Yuan is a bit of a clean freak, in fact, he hasn't touched anyone since that bad night with Rong Huai Shu a few years ago.When he entered Rong Huaishu's body, Jing Yuan could almost hear his own heartbeat.

Jing Yuan is like a very hungry wolf, tearing off the disguise of the gentle and elegant Mr. Pianqian, revealing his predatory real face

But Rong Huaishu enjoyed Jing Yuan's enthusiasm, when he was excited, he easily broke free from the restraints, then grabbed Jing Yuan's neck, and eagerly kissed it.

The two fought fiercely, and after the truce, Jing Yuan lay on Rong Huaishu's body, scratched Rong Huaishu's face lazily with his fingers, and smiled: "Is this your apology?"

After all, it is very easy for Rong Huaishu to break free from the shackles.

Rong Huaishu smiled: "Is it cool?"

"Are you upset?" Jing Yuan asked back.

Rong Huaishu stretched out his hand to support Jing Yuan's waist, and his voice was a little sated and lazy, but... full of vitality: "Of course it's cool, but I want to taste another kind of coolness."

After Rong Huaishu finished speaking, he suddenly turned over, and when Jing Yuan was still weak after venting, he successfully counterpressed back.

"Honey, one time per person." Rong Huaishu smiled lightly, kissed Jing Yuan involuntarily, blocking his unspoken protest.

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On the second day after the banquet, the manor was quiet, but Jing Yuan and Rong Huaishu were not the only ones who were crazy last night.

Jing Yuan finally realized last night that he and Rong Huaishu are weak in physical strength.Although it is one person at a time, the quality is not at the same level at all.When Rong Huaishu brought Jing Yuan breakfast, Jing Yuan was still lying on his side on the bed, stretching out his hands and kneading his waist.

When Rong Huai read the book, he couldn't help but sneered: "Your flexibility is better than I imagined."

Jing Yuan sneered, and said, "It's cheap to be a good boy."

"It's a big injustice, obviously it's one person once, it's very fair." Rong Huaishu walked over with a smile, put down his breakfast, and kissed Jing Yuan's shoulder: "Mrs. Moreka said, if you can get up, go Upstairs in the living room, she wants to see the furniture design you brought."

The lazy Jing Yuan bounced off the bed like a ball suddenly filled with air, and ran to the bathroom to wash up.

Rong Huaishu froze for a moment, then sighed——what a confused guy.

Rong Huaishu is sure that if he asks Jing Yuan, is it more important for me or business?Jing Yuan would choose the latter without hesitation.

Jing Yuan quickly washed up, took care of himself, and hurried upstairs.Rong Huaishu was helpless, raised his eyebrows and followed with his breakfast in hand.

The living room on the second floor is a large photo room, at least four or five meters high, with large and small photo frames covering every wall, only the side with large windows is barely spared.The people in these photo frames are all people who have lived in this manor. There are photos and portraits, as well as several ancient clocks.

Mrs. Moreca and Legge were sitting by the window, while William was making coffee, and his movements were quite deft.

"Ma'am, good morning." Jing Yuan walked over gracefully, and also said hello to Laige and William.

"Good morning, ma'am." Rong Huaishu who followed him also greeted him.

Morika smiled happily, as if what happened to Rhyme last night hadn't affected her at all.

"Oh, I can see that you had a good time last night." Mrs. Moreka teased.

This can't be concealed at all, Jing Yuan and Rong Huaishu's desire for each other is too strong, and there are many traces on each other. At that time, who would be distracted to think about how to cover up Ziwei in another world tomorrow.

Rong Huaishu smiled calmly, put the breakfast plate on the coffee table in front of Jing Yuan, and then smiled at Mrs. Moreka: "Madam, you know, we haven't seen each other for several years. Because of a misunderstanding, we missed each other a few times." Years ago, when I think about it now, I think I was such a fool in the past."

Morika understood Rong Huaishu's thoughts very well, and sighed: "Yes, it is indeed a stupid decision to leave your lover because of a misunderstanding. I hope you will not do such stupid things in the future."

"Of course not." Rong Huaishu smiled.

Jing Yuan also put on an affectionate look, and said with a smile: "It's enough to miss it once."

Mrs. Moreka showed a gratified expression in her eyes, and said: "Okay, Mr. Jing, please give me the design, and I will look at it myself. You can have breakfast first. Otherwise, you can blame us."

Rong Huaishu played tricks on Mrs. Moreka, while Jing Yuan ate breakfast quietly.There is some conflict in his heart-although emotionally, he thinks that what Rong Huaishu said is correct, but the flowers that Rong Huaishu and Mrs. Moreka said are really disturbing... Mainly, it is too artistic .

He and Rong Huaishu, at most, were attracted to each other a few years ago, and they didn't like each other; but a few years later, they found that the other party was the most suitable person, so they restrained their edge at the same time.

Everything can be said to be a coincidence, how could it be so... heartbroken as they said?

Jing Yuan swallowed a mouthful of bread and swallowed his messy thoughts - the most important thing now is to get this order.

Although Mrs. Moreka doesn't seem to be very popular these days, once she comes into contact with business, her aura changes.

Jing Yuan couldn't help but praise in his heart, he is bold and shrewd in his work, the so-called heroes of women are nothing more than that.

"These designs are great." Mrs. Moreka gave Jing Yuan an affirmative answer after looking at it for a while.

Jing Yuan unconsciously let go of the clenched hands, and smiled modestly: "It's our honor to make Madam satisfied."

Morika smiled coquettishly, but put down the design drawing, and looked at Jing Yuan: "Although I know it's not good, but because you broke my dear brother's love, can you give me some compensation?"

Jing Yuan frowned, and said in a joking tone: "Give you a discount?"

"Oh, no. Although it sounds very tempting, I don't want to take advantage of you in business. Mr. Jing, your designer is very to my liking: these works are gentle yet majestic, yet heroic. The embellishment is exquisite, and the two diametrically opposed temperaments of rigidity and softness are beautifully blended. I hope to cooperate with a company with such a designer for a long time. You must know that I am very fascinated by ancient Chinese culture.”

Mrs. Morica was intoxicated for a while before continuing: "The compensation I want is not business, but you, Mr. Jing."

Before Jing Yuan could say anything, Rong Huaishu lowered his face first, and his voice was cold: "Madam, I think you should know that I also have enough strength to make Yuan's light bloom in Europe."

"Oh, don't worry." Mrs. Moreka smiled, and she didn't seem to be angry at Rong Huaishu's tantrum, but said kindly: "I know how to measure. In fact, the compensation I want is also related to you ,Allow."

Rong Huaishu was taken aback for a moment, guessing roughly: "Tattoos?"

"You are so smart." Mrs. Morika clapped her hands and smiled, then looked at Jing Yuan: "Mr. Jing, if you are willing to let Rong tattoo a work of art on your body, then I am very happy to be your partner. And, I promise, I will be Jing's most loyal customer and most solid supporter."

Jing Yuan's eyes lit up, without the slightest hesitation: "I am looking forward to cooperating with you."

Jing Yuan knew that Morika's last two sentences were for the sake of Rong Huaishu.If he is still hypocritical, even if he can't correct his identity, it will ruin Rong Huaishu's good intentions.

But Jing Yuan is a little curious, what is the origin of Rong Huaishu... Speaking of it, they seem to have reversed the order of falling in love.

Jing Yuan agreed, Morika clapped his hands, and the housekeeper and servant immediately pushed in Rong Huaishu's tattoo tools from outside.And a cramped... bed?

Jing Yuan remembered Mrs. Moreka's interest, and couldn't help but turned to look at Rong Huaishu.

Rong Huaishu smiled: "Since I want to tattoo you, then..."

Rong Huaishu walked over, wrapped his arms around Jing Yuan's waist, and said, "Just get the tattoo here."

Jing Yuan squinted at Rong Huaishu, then smiled lightly, and asked Mrs. Morika: "Shall we start now?"

"If you want, of course."

"Respect is worse than obedience."

After Jing Yuan finished speaking, he untied his clothes and lay on the narrow bed with his upper body bare.Jing Yuan's skin is a relatively smooth white color, like water jade under the light, but at this moment, this piece of jade is covered with mottled marks, emitting an invisible temptation into the air, making the air dry and hot up.

Laig's eyes could no longer move, he took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale the smell of Jing Yuan into his lungs.

"So, let's start." Rong Huaishu smiled: "Do you want to finish it all at once, or in two days?"

"One time." Jing Yuan replied calmly—was visited by someone for two days?Even for business, he didn't have such patience.

"That will hurt." Rong Huaishu's fingers wandered along Jing Yuan's waistline, and then slid into the indentation of the spine, sinking into the waist of his trousers.

"That depends on your skills." Jing Yuan laughed, then hugged his arms, put his forehead on his arms, and turned his face to the bed—he didn't let the other three "perverts" watch his expression and reaction interest of.

With a smile on the corner of Rong Huaishu's mouth, he began to make preparations. When everything was ready, he stretched his long legs and sat directly on Jing Yuan's back.But the bed is very low, Rong Huaishu's feet can completely step on the ground, so he is not afraid of making Jing Yuan's legs numb.

Jing Yuan only felt a chill on his lower back, and a soft cotton-like thing was wiping his skin, and when the thing left, Rong Huaishu's gloved fingers touched it.The temperature of fingers came through the thin rubber, but Jing Yuan felt it was very hot.

But soon, he didn't care about it.

Jing Yuan knew that tattoos were painful, but he didn't expect it to be this painful.He felt as if a thousand needles had pierced the skin, not a thin layer, but straight into the dermis.Jing Yuan's body tensed instantly, and his spine straightened, but under such stiffness, the lines of his waist and back became more alluring, with a cruel beauty of a caged animal struggling against its cage.

Rong Huaishu turned a deaf ear to Jing Yuan's pain, and wrote without any hesitation.

Sweat trickled down Jing Yuan's back, his hands tightly grasped the bedcloth of the small bed, and buried his face in it, making it difficult for people to see his expression clearly.

Laige was so excited that he sat up straight, his straight fingertips trembling slightly, he picked up a glass of red wine and drank it down, looking at Jing Yuan's tense back with his eyes, wishing he could tear Jing Yuan apart and eat him.

"It's so beautiful." Laige said softly, and the lingering sound carried a strong desire to plunder.

This kind of tattooing work lasted from morning to evening, Jing Yuan only drank some soup at noon, by that time his face was already pale, showing signs of fatigue.That kind of rare softness wrapped in stubbornness made Laige on the side harden immediately.

Rong Huaishu no longer pretended to be Teddy, and glared at Laige with the aura of a tiger protecting the food.It caused Mrs. Moreka to laugh out loud, saying that those who had a crush on Rong Huaishu would break their hearts into pieces if they saw this scene.

And at night, when Rong Huaishu stopped, Jing Yuan didn't even want to say anything.

Rong Huaishu removed all the equipment, and his face was also very gloomy.

"Madame Morica, can we have some privacy?"

Morika pursed her lips and stood up with her shawl folded. She said with a smile, "Did Rong feel distressed? Blame me for making such a condition?"

"Don't dare." Rong Huaishu forced a smile, glanced at Legg intentionally or unintentionally, and then spread his hands to Mrs. Moreka: "But I really feel distressed, so madam, can you give us a little private space? ?”

"Of course. I'll have someone bring you dinner, and no one will disturb you tonight." Morika smiled and patted Legge's arm: "Let's go, Legge. Oh, yes, Rong, This work is really...beautiful."

"Thank you for your compliment."

After Mrs. Moreka and the others left, Jing Yuan, who had been lying on his stomach, stood up on the bed. He staggered a bit and supported the bed with his hands so as not to fall, but his arms were also trembling.

Rong Huaishu walked over, took Jing Yuan's hand, walked to the big sofa by the window, then pulled Jing Yuan into his arms, and lay down.

"Hmm!" Jing Yuan gritted his teeth and let out a low cry, obviously the flesh was pulled just now.

"It won't hurt soon." Rong Huaishu took off his clothes and put them on Jing Yuan's body, looked down at Jing Yuan's tired and pale face, and said with a smile: "For the Jing Group, you really worked hard."

Jing Yuan took a look at Rong Huai's book, and said calmly: "People speak lightly, what capital do I have to shout about? Such a price is already considered light."

After Jing Yuan finished speaking, he adjusted a comfortable posture, lay in Rong Huaishu's arms, closed his eyes, and muttered, "I'll sleep for a while, don't disturb me."

"Okay, beauty." Rong Huaishu smiled lightly, but found that Jing Yuan had already fallen asleep quickly.

Rong Huaishu looked at Jing Yuan's tired sleeping face, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, leaving behind a cold silhouette, outlined by the afterglow of the setting sun like a gorgeous poppy.

Are people soft-spoken?

Rong Huaishu put his arms around Jing Yuan, turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, and quietly listened to the breathing of the person in his arms.This heat, weight, and breath belonged to him.

I will be the wind you fly on, let you soar into the sky, and no one will dare to look at you with that contemptuous look.

It won't be long.