Why do you think I don't love you anymore

The expression on his face immediately froze, and He Shao saw that the usually arrogant young master begged himself in a low voice without hesitation just now, without the slightest sense of joy to achieve, and couldn't laugh.

He couldn't help turning his face away again to observe the drunken Wen Qianhe. He had seen many poor and ambitious people, and he got all the good-looking ones, and he was willing to spend money to support them. A talented student like this generally has a high IQ, Emotional intelligence is low, but he has a lot of backbone. Talking about money directly is vulgar and hurts his self-esteem. He uses a little tricks and makes some witty words.

For some reason, he likes to sleep with college students, and he doesn't like being in society.He especially likes talents from high-level institutions of higher education. When he condescends to occupy them, the sense of accomplishment and conquest makes him excited, and he is very easy to orgasm.

But everything is about your love and my willingness, the price is not clear, and there is a bit of ambiguous emotion, and the two of them also know that in reality, it will not be staged that the big boss looks at the poor student, and the poor student is not worthy of such love. Still the same sex.

The atmosphere in the early stage is well set off, and it is easy for a sensible person to convince himself to indulge once.

He Shao's gaze was fixed on that bright red face, he was still muttering something, his brows were tightly knit, and he was anxious.

Wen Qianhe, who heard the sound, tried to open a slit, looked at his mobile phone, snatched it with all his strength, and put the mobile phone to his mouth: "Zhou, Zhou Tingyun, me, I, no..."

"Shut up!" Seeing Wen Qianhe who was drunk in the video, Zhou Tingyun became furious, "Who the hell made you drink? Didn't you say you have to study hard!"

"I, I didn't drink!!" Wen Qianhe's mind was full of Zhou Tingyun's furious scene after he knew that he had lied to him, and he firmly refused to admit it: "I didn't drink!!"

"Forget it," Zhou Tingyun didn't want to talk to Wen Qianhe who was so drunk and unconscious, it was a waste of effort.It will only make your anger value rise slowly.I can't wait to strangle him to death, whoever I meet is not good, I have to meet He Shao, an out-and-out beast!

"Zhou Tingyun, I didn't lie to you. Don't scold me, hicc—" He covered his mouth in discomfort, not wanting to spit anywhere.

"..."

He Shao pressed Wen Qianhe and took back his phone, "Xiaoyun,"

"Don't call me that, He Shao, since you know everything, don't tell my mom, okay?"

"You seem to be begging for help. I like that look so much just now." He Shao moved closer and suddenly became serious: "Xiaoyun, is there a man behind you? Are you in a hotel?"

After confirming, the expression on He Shao's face could no longer be tense, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Zhou Tingyun, you are so courageous! It seems that the rumors are not all false, you really are a big mess."

Zhou Tingyun annoyed the male three messing into his video. He got up and went to the toilet, but it was hard to explain. If He Shao knew that he was out filming, he would probably be arrested the next day.

My heart was flustered and I didn't know how to answer. He Shao, an old fox, he couldn't fight at all.

"I won't tell you too much, since you have someone, don't stop uncle from enjoying the spring night."

"No! He Shao, if you dare to touch him, I will kill you!" Zhou Tingyun gritted his teeth every word, as if he would come out of the screen and eat He Shao in the next second.

He Shao snorted coldly: "How many times have you said this to me, or how many times have I died with you?"

Zhou Tingyun turned his face sideways, not wanting to look at the gloomy eyes.

"Zhou Tingyun, Zhou Tingyun," Wen Qianhe's mind faintly drifted Zhou Tingyun's anger, roaring all kinds of voices, trembling with fear, "Don't be angry, I won't go again, you can rest assured there, Be sure not to come back..."

"..."

He Shao glanced at Wen Qianhe who was lying down, and pulled his clothes to cover him, "Xiaoyun, it seems that your girlfriend is very afraid of you,"

The word "girlfriend" made Zhou Tingyun know he was wrong, and he was glad that Wen Qianhe didn't say anything nonsense even though he was drunk, "He Shao, I don't want to know why you are with Wen Qianhe today, and why he drank After drinking, please take good care of him."

"So you have Wen Qianhe, and you still want to be with your little lover? Does Wen Qianhe know, and I will convey this for you."

"I'm not you! He Shao," as soon as the words came out, the two looked at each other in unison, realizing that they had said something wrong, Zhou Tingyun's tone softened: "Uncle, this is my friend behind, I have something to do outside, later I will go back in a few days, take good care of Qianhe, thank you."

He Shao stared at this face, and was about to say something later, but the other party had already hung up.

The blacked out screen, the voice that disappeared in the ear.He held the phone for a long time without moving.

This phone is really old. He Shao's first reaction when he came back to his senses was this. Isn't Wen Qianhe Zhou Tingyun's object? How can he be allowed to work in this kind of place? It catches the eye, except for this unique and beautiful skin.

What the hell is Zhou Tingyun doing?Before his sister told him that Zhou Tingyun was in a relationship with a girl, and that he would have to take a postgraduate entrance examination if he didn't go home during the Chinese New Year. He didn't believe any of this news.

First of all, it is impossible for Zhou Tingyun to fall in love with a girl.

Then calm down and take the postgraduate entrance examination.

There must be something tricky in it.He glanced at the duck whose beak had already flown, and woke up tomorrow to check his mouth.

Someone who looks like this must be easy to deceive.

The next day, Wen Qianhe found himself sleeping on the big bed in the hotel. At that moment, all kinds of strange thoughts came to him, and his head ached after thinking too much.

After being dazed for a while, I frantically searched for my phone, but there was no clothes beside the bed.

I have to call Zhou Tingyun, whoever agreed to video yesterday will definitely be angry again.

"You're awake," He Shao walked over with a suit and leather shoes, holding a glass of water arrogantly: "Are you still dizzy? Drink it."

"Mr. He!" Wen Qianhe didn't dare to answer, she was scared to death, "I'm leaving now."

He threw off the quilt and got up quickly, but he didn't have any clothes on, only a pair of underwear was hanging on. He shrank back under the quilt and poked his head out: "Mr. He, where are my clothes?"

He Shao put the cup on the bedside table, and the tall figure landed beside the bed, denting a piece.

"Qianhe, yesterday you said you didn't know Zhou Tingyun, right?"

"Huh?" Wen Qianhe couldn't hide it if he didn't know, but he tried his best, "I don't know each other, but we are in the same school, so we may have met."

He Shao nodded, and deliberately nodded and frowned: "Oh, but Zhou Tingyun and I talked yesterday and asked me to take good care of you. Are we talking about the same Zhou Tingyun?"

Wen Qianhe opened her eyes wide, and suddenly realized that He Shao and Zhou Tingyun were relatives, and she was the outsider. She felt cold and didn't tell herself anything, like a fool who was exposed in person.

"That's his business, I just don't know him, I'm not familiar with him! Mr. He, thank you last night, please return my clothes, I have to go back to work."

"Throw away the clothes, wait a moment, I'll ask someone to buy them for you."

Sure enough, they are a family, and they like to throw clothes away when they disagree. Do you have your own consent? Should things that are worthless in their eyes be thrown away? Wen Qianhe said nothing, feeling a little bitter in his heart. He is unwell.

He likes freedom and doesn't want to be controlled by others. One Zhou Tingyun is enough. Fortunately, it's only on the Internet, and a more powerful He Shao has appeared.

"You hate Zhou Tingyun very much, because he lied to you, right?" He Shao took a panoramic view of the unbelievable expression on his face, leaned over slightly, and said with an ambiguous smile: "This kid is Lang. Sleeping boys, too many. You're not the first to be cheated on, but you won't be the last."

The embarrassing and sad past was dragged out to be executed in public again. Wen Qianhe was dizzy, bored, and wanted to vomit. His face and self-esteem seemed to have never existed. He struggled: "It's not all he lied to, it was me...in the beginning... like him,"

If he hadn't been tempted first, how could he have given Zhou Tingyun a chance to lie to him.

A look of surprise flashed across He Shao's face, and then he said: "He also said that he likes you, he said that he has never liked anyone so much, and that you are very special."

"You..." The bastard Zhou Tingyun said everything, his face turned pale and red for a while, and he wished he could find a hole in the ground to get in, and don't let him see anyone in the Zhou family again.

"It's okay, Qianhe, Xiaoyun is just like this, his mouth is very attractive, and he is good at acting, which is very convincing."

Wen Qianhe raised his head suddenly, did he know?Looking at it for a long time, the relationship between He Shao and Zhou Tingyun should be very close, and they almost have nothing to say.

He Shao took a full look at his expression, and was about to continue asking, "Xiaoyun was talking to me at the hotel last night,"

There was a knock on the door, and it was the waiter who brought the clothes, He Shao had no choice but to get up and open the door.

As soon as He Shao left, the surrounding air flowed a lot, Wen Qianhe breathed a sigh of relief, and his nerves relaxed.He Shao is here, with a sense of urgency, just like the leader is lecturing, you must listen and respond.

"You put on the clothes, and you hold the new phone."

Wen Qianhe looked at the two items in front of him, both of which were of high value, which he could not earn in a short time.

He Shao continued to speak: "Xiaoyun specifically asked me to take good care of you last night, let me quit your job and replace everything with new ones. Otherwise, he can't feel at ease there. So..."

"Can you do things with the consent of the person concerned? Although my clothes and mobile phone are worthless but I like them, why do you throw them away? Zhou Tingyun is busy now and I don't want to call and disturb him, but Mr. He, I beg you, can I Can you give me back your phone and clothes, it doesn't matter how old or dirty they are."

"Forgive me for not being able to decide. You have to ask Xiaoyun about this. He said that I can return the things to you immediately. I believe that no matter how busy he is, he will find time to answer your call."

He Shao turned on the phone, flipped the contact to Zhou Tingyun, and handed it to Wen Qianhe, "It shouldn't be too busy at this point,"

The screen displayed eight o'clock, and Zhou Tingyun's drama was very full recently, and it was almost finished, so he didn't have time to answer the phone, but He Shao said he was not busy, he pushed the phone away, and smiled softly: "No, since he said, then That's it. The clothes and the phone thank him for me."

This person said so much just now, he just wanted to stir up his anger towards Zhou Tingyun. The relationship between the two of them is not good at all, they just share similar tastes.

Fortunately, I didn't say a word wrong from beginning to end, and didn't reveal Zhou Tingyun's trace and whereabouts.

It can be regarded as making up for the regret that I didn't receive his call last night when I was drunk.

He Shao watched as Wen Qianhe got up calmly, got dressed, made the sheets, and left without saying a word.