After I slapped my wife, he wandered the streets

For a moment, Pan Xun couldn't tell whether Bai Qianmian was drunk or sober, his face was still held in the palm of his hand, and Bai Qianmian was still smirking at him.

"You?" He tentatively asked, "Do you know who I am?"

"Master..." Bai Qianmian slurred her words and tried to open her eyes wide.

Pan Xun took a deep breath and asked again, "Do you know what you are doing?"

Bai Qianmian shook her head and shouted in a low voice, "It hurts."

"..." Pan Xun looked down slightly, before he completely lowered his head, Bai Qianmian held his face and gnawed directly on his forehead.

It's not kissing, it's gnawing, and the teeth directly bite the red mark.

Subconsciously, Pan Xun let go of his right hand and touched his forehead, and rebuked helplessly, "Are you a dog?"

"Delicious." Bai Qianmian shook her head again, and stood up shaking.

Pan Xun was squatting, but when the other party stood up...even though the water mist still covered the whole bathroom, the overly unique parts still jumped in front of his eyes.

All ambiguous thoughts were shaken by this scene, Pan Xun grabbed Bai Qianmian's right hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come out with me."

"No." Bai Qianmian tried her best, and after breaking free, she touched her back with her hand, and said with a mournful face, "My butt hurts so much."

The fall was indeed strong, but Pan Xun didn't dare to check it at all. Bai Qianmian would be dissatisfied if he rubbed it by himself, and slowly noticed Pan Xun who turned his head sideways and refused to look at him.

"You..." A word came out of his mouth, and Pan Xun's hand was suddenly pulled by him.

"What are you doing..." As soon as the question came out, Pan Xun's face turned redder than Bai Qianmian's when his hands touched the soft flesh.

"Why don't you rub it for me?" Bai Qianmian was still coquettishly dissatisfied, "It hurts from the fall."

"Okay!" Pan Xun broke down, grabbed the bath towel on the shelf, wrapped her body tightly in Bai Qianmian's body, "Come out with me."

His tone was tough, and his strength increased.

Bai Qianmian was taken out of the bathroom and returned to his room in a daze. Pan Xun saw that he was calm and looked like a simple child, and he didn't know where to get angry.

Tucking the person into the quilt, Pan Xun sat on the edge of the bed and pressed the edge of the quilt to prevent Bai Qianmian from getting up, and said in a stern tone, "Lie down for me."

Bai Qianmian was struggling under the quilt, but because his voice gradually calmed down, he called out aggrievedly, "Master..."

"Bai Qianmian." Pan Xun called out his first and last name and then heaved a long sigh, "It seems that you really can't drink."

It was okay to be completely drunk last time, but this time it was considered drunk.

"Don't drink," Bai Qianmian couldn't move his body, tried his best to stretch out his fingers from under the quilt, grabbed Pan Xun's left hand on the bed and said in a daze, "It's delicious."

"You still want to eat me?" Pan Xun pointed at the tooth marks on his forehead with a smile.

"Think," Bai Qianmian's eyes were foggy, after taking a shower, his face was still abnormally red, and his tone was also awkward, "Young master looks good."

"Bai Qianmian..." Pan Xun stared at the two hands holding each other on the quilt, and suddenly said in a low voice, "Do you blame me?"

"Strange?" Bai Qianmian's thinking consciousness was not clear enough, he seemed to be back in his childhood, and after thinking innocently for a while, he shook his head seriously, "Not to blame, not to blame the young master."

"When you were dragged to the broken house by them..." Pan Xun closed his eyes, his voice trembling out of tune, "I actually..." Taking a deep breath, he turned his head and opened his eyes , with tears pooling in his eyes, he tried his best to maintain his expressionless face, half of his body trembled slightly and said: "I just followed behind, I watched them hurt you, you know ?”

"Master?" Bai Qianmian squeezed his fingers a little harder, Pan Xun turned around and saw the pure confusion in his eyes.

When people are drunk, without the philistine maturity of sober fashion, and without the tenacity and tenacity of managing life, they just look at themselves like this, with the same eyes as before. Fifteen years ago, he protected himself from disasters, and every time he fought for himself, regardless of whether he won or lost, regardless of the severity of the injury, Bai Qianmian would always follow him with such pure eyes.

It wasn't the self who was so powerful after taking charge of the Pan family, but the self-closing and cowardly self who was so world-weary back then, and it was the Pan Xun who could be bullied and tortured by others.

"Do you know?" Pan Xun leaned over to slowly caress Bai Qianmian's face, and whispered to himself, "I'm just hiding there, I dare not go out, I'm afraid they will kill me, I'm not reconciled Ah, just the night before I heard Chen Qing call someone, and he said that someone was coming to pick me up."

Bai Qianmian was drunk, he didn't understand what Pan Xun was talking about, but seeing Pan Xun touching his face, he still grinned happily.

Pan Xun stared at him, twitched the corners of his mouth, and confessed reluctantly, "I'm not reconciled! I can't ruin that."

"Master?" Although he couldn't understand, Bai Qianmian could see the despair and sadness in Pan Xun's eyes. He let go of Pan Xun's hand and slowly raised it to touch Pan Xun's face.

"In the future, it's not so much that I hate you..." These words have been buried in my heart for too many years, Pan Xun thought, in fact, his cowardice is still in his blood, he had to get Bai Qianmian drunk to have the courage to speak out, " In fact, I hate myself, I threw you down because I thought that time can solve all problems, and there is nothing that cannot be forgotten, but I was wrong, light sleep..."

Because his tone was always soft, Bai Qianmian was confused for a while before, and after slowly getting drunk, he yawned a few times, leaned his head on Pan Xun's palm and closed his eyes little by little.

"I feel more and more that I was actually the one who was dragged there to commit violence. The cracks in my heart will not heal over time. Have I really escaped all these years? It seems that part of me will be forever Trapped in that nightmare, but I am not wronged, but you... from beginning to end, you are the most innocent one."

Bai Qianmian fell asleep, Pan Xun supported his face, took the pillow from the side and carefully put his head on it.

He got up and pulled off the quilt for Bai Qianmian, staring blankly at his sleeping face, after a long time, he seemed to hear a whimper, felt some kind of warm liquid flow from his cheeks to his lips, and tasted a little salty taste on his tongue .

He didn't speak anymore and couldn't concentrate. For some reason, his breathing gradually became difficult. Even so, he insisted on standing on the bedside for a while. Gradually, he also became a little sleepy. The breathing sound of Bai Qianmian on the bed was very loud. Gentle, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Pan Xun bent down lightly, slid his fingers over Bai Qianmian's lips, and said in a very complicated tone: "Do you really like me, idiot?"

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Bai Qianmian slept until noon the next day, and when he opened his eyes, the room smelled of burning.

He lay in bed for two or three minutes, then sat up abruptly as he remembered something.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Pan Xun gave up, took off his apron and threw it on the ground as if venting hatred, with a spatula in his hand, when he looked up, he saw Bai Qianmian standing in front of the bathroom door.

"What are you?" Bai Qianmian just splashed cold water on her face, she will be more awake now, "Are you setting fire to the house?"

"I just want to fry two eggs." Pan Xun followed Rose's instructions every step of the way, but in the end he couldn't control the heat well. What's more annoying...he threw the spatula on the table, walked to Bai Qianmian spread out her palms in front of her and said aggrievedly: "It's hot."

It was indeed hot, probably because the oil had exploded, and the palms and backs of the hands were red.

Bai Qianmian frowned, and walked directly past him to the kitchen.

Pan Xun silently followed behind him with a sullen face.

"How many eggs did you waste?" There were failed products on the stove, slightly successful but completely broken eggs on the plate, and broken raw eggs on the floor.

"The ones you bought are all gone." Pan Xun said guiltily, "Aren't you going to ask how my injury is?"

"I've seen it all." After Bai Qianmian finished speaking, he began to tidy up. He felt that he had forgotten something.

Pan Xun didn't intervene anymore, he leaned against the kitchen door frame and watched Bai Qianmian tidy up quietly, until he suddenly turned around and asked him with wide eyes, "What time is it?"

"Wait," Pan Xun turned his head to look at the clock hanging in the living room, and said calmly, "12:30 noon."

"12:30?" Bai Qianmian exploded, "I'm done!"

"Don't worry," Pan Xun stepped forward and pressed his shoulder, "I asked you for leave."

"Why did you invite me?" Bai Qianmian was still anxious.

Pan Xun replied truthfully, "I went to the shop to invite you."

"What reason did you use?" Bai Qianmian felt uneasy.

Pan Xun replied honestly, "You said that you fell off your bicycle and hit the ground hard. Your boss is still easy to talk to."

"..." Bai Qianmian was speechless at first, then annoyed, "I just said I can't drink."

"What happened last night," Pan Xun licked the corner of his mouth and tilted his head, "Do you still remember?"

"Remember..." Bai Qianmian replied before starting to recall, "I drank too much, you drive us back..."

"And then?" Pan Xun's tone became tense.

"Then," it was Bai Qianmian's turn to tilt her head, "I'm home, I seem to have taken a shower, and I went to bed when I was too tired after the shower."

"Too tired to wear underwear?" Pan Xun was displeased.

"?" Bai Qianmian's expression cracked, "How do you know..."

"Because you didn't go to bed by yourself." Pan Xun kept secret.

Bai Qianmian couldn't even hold the rag in her hand, "You you you!"

"Don't you feel that you are in pain?" Pan Xun could tell that Bai Qianmian would be broken the next day as long as he was drunk.

Bai Qianmian's face gradually turned blue and purple. He felt his butt hurt when he woke up in the morning, but what did he do to make his butt hurt?

"I I I..."

Seeing that he couldn't speak smoothly, Pan Xun stopped teasing him, "You fell in the bathroom, I helped you to the bed."

"I, you," Bai Qianmian stammered, "You, me, what..."

"I didn't do anything to you." Pan Xun said very seriously, "But what did you do to me, do you want to think about it?"

"How could I do anything to you?" Bai Qianmian observed his expression, and asked with suspicion, "Did I hit you?"

Pan Xun sighed, a little disappointed, "I really don't remember?"

Bai Qianmian shook her head vigorously, "I won't drink any more in the future!"

"Okay." Pan Xun was very disappointed, turned and walked to the living room.

Bai Qianmian froze in the kitchen for a while, then chased him out, "What did I do to you?"

"Will you be responsible?" Pan Xun stretched his legs on the sofa, turned on the TV, and a man and a woman were kissing on the screen.

Bai Qianmian was at a loss, "What are you responsible for? Both of us are men."

"Oh?~" Pan Xun was particularly meaningful.

Bai Qianmian came to her senses, and said in embarrassment: "I didn't mean that, I meant that there is no such thing as being responsible or irresponsible between two men. It's too easy to be misunderstood by you talking like this."

"It's fine if you don't remember it," Pan Xun sat on his side in a temper, with a casual and perfunctory tone, "We are innocent."