When Aquaman crossed over to the Otome game, the car overturned

He Wen looked gloomy, he stretched out his hand to clamp Zhong Jiamu's chin, and Zhong Jiamu stretched out his hand, grabbed He Wen's collar, and kissed it unceremoniously.

The dim street lights flashed through the window, flashing back and forth on their faces, like a beautified marquee in a TV series.

He Wen's hands were relieved, and a rare daze appeared on his face.

The driver was taken aback by the eerie atmosphere in the backseat, and his instincts told him he should be under the car, not in it.What his boss really needs is not a driver, but fully automatic driving technology.

Fortunately, the distance was not too far, and the driver drove as if fleeing for his life, and finally sent the two people in the back seat to the villa.

But at this moment, He Wen, who came back to his senses, was really angry. He gripped Zhong Jiamu's wrist tightly, pushed open the car door, and dragged Zhong Jiamu into the room as if he was dragging a large object.

Then he directly pressed Zhong Jiamu onto the bed.

Zhong Jiamu knew that He Wen would not hurt him, and his past experience also proved to him that He Wen was just a paper tiger to him.

But in the face of the approaching beast baring its fangs, Zhong Jiamu, the prey, still trembled instinctively.

His hands were firmly pressed on top of his head by He Wen, Zhong Jiamu tried his best to support that look of ease, but He Wen still found out.

"You're scared." He Wen laughed softly. At this moment, he was in a better mood, "Mumu, in fact, as long as you don't chase after me today, you won't suffer what you are doing now."

The scorching breath burned Zhong Jiamu's ears, and at the same time overflowed to his slightly sensitive neck.

Feeling the resistance of Zhong Jiamu's whole body, He Wen's eyes showed a trace of sadness, but after that moment, it was replaced by a low-pitched laugh, "You still have a chance to escape while I'm in a good mood."

Feeling that Zhong Jiamu had learned his lesson, He Wen let go of his hand and sat down beside the bed.

Zhong Jiamu also sat up, rubbed his red wrist, and said aggrievedly: "Ah Wen, my wrist hurts."

He Wen stood up, ready to go to the balcony to get some air, "Then you go back and let Xi Xingjin blow it down for you!"

At this moment, Zhong Jiamu grabbed He Wen's hand, and pressed him under him instead.

He stretched out his wrist and approached He Wen's lips, "It's obvious that you did something wrong, shouldn't you be responsible?"

He Wen's throat rolled, and his breathing became short of breath.

It's just that when he saw Zhong Jiamu's still trembling hands, the thoughts in his heart were suppressed again.

"Mumu, you don't have to do this," He Wen closed his eyes, as if he could escape everything in front of him like this, "I will let you go, I will give you whatever you want, you don't have to do this."

He Wen's retreat made Zhong Jiamu smile.

Although the fear still remained in his body, Zhong Jiamu still tried his best to approach He Wen who wanted to close himself, "What you said is unnecessary, what is it?"

He Wen tried his best to calm down, "Mumu, don't be like this..."

Zhong Jiamu saw that his face was strong, but he didn't dare to do anything, so he suddenly became playful, "Scream, even if you scream, no one will come to save you."

The second half of the sentence "You are afraid" was swallowed by He Wen, and the prey suddenly turned into a hunter, and He Wen had no ability to resist at all.

Zhong Jiamu lowered his head and kissed He Wen's face, then lifted He Wen's chin frivolously, "Hey, Mr. He, I wanted to ask before, we have been sleeping purely on the same bed for so long, how should you It won't work, right?"

The string of reason had already collapsed to the tightest, He Wen slapped Zhong Jiamu's hand away, and fled the room in embarrassment.

Hao Xiao was sleeping when he was suddenly woken up by the rapid ringtone of his mobile phone. He originally wanted to mute the phone directly, but after the ringtone stopped, he reversed his hand and switched to airplane mode.

But when he saw that it was Mr. He's call, Hao Xiao sighed heavily, and then answered the phone.

"Mr. He, it's so late..."

He Wen didn't wait for Hao Xiao to finish, so he couldn't wait to speak, "Mumu seems to be crazy."

Hao Xiao woke up instantly, "He Wen, don't be in a hurry, tell me exactly what you did just now. And where are you now, I'll rush over now."

Hao Xiao jumped out of bed as soon as he lifted the quilt. He listened to He Wen's narration, slipped his foot into the slippers, picked up the key and rushed out.

But after hearing Zhong Jiamu push He Wen onto the bed, Hao Xiao gradually felt something was wrong.

Hao Xiao summed up He Wen's words, "So, Zhong Jiamu got into your car, was brought to the bed by you, and then pushed you back?"

Hao Xiao even almost passed the words "Are you a man?"

"Mumu is obviously very scared, but he did such a thing," He Wen couldn't figure it out no matter what, "Why would he do this?"

Not only He Wen couldn't figure it out, Hao Xiao couldn't figure it out either.

Just like the last time he had a skewer, Hao Xiao didn't understand why Zhong Jiamu would find him.

But after hearing He Wen's description that he hadn't done anything worse than a beast, Hao Xiao turned around and walked back.

Zhong Jiamu got into He Wen's car by himself, and the two of them shared a room at this moment, so he didn't want to be a light bulb.

"Why don't you ask Miao Miao," Hao Xiao suggested, "Miao Miao is the only professional in this matter."

So He Wen hung up the phone again and turned to harass Miao Miao.

Listening to He Wen's narration and analysis, Miao Miao felt really helpless.

It's true that she is a psychiatrist, but she is not a fortune teller!

How can she guess what other people are thinking when no one comes to her?

It's outrageous!

Miao Miao yawned and said, "Mr. He, why don't you have a good chat with Zhong Jiamu? If there is any misunderstanding, communication is the best way."

He Wen accepted Miao Miao's proposal, but after hanging up the phone, he became afraid of difficulties again.

Every movement of Zhong Jiamu gave He Wen an illusion. Does it mean that Zhong Jiamu also likes him?

But every time He Wen found out that it was just his self-indulgence.

He could only keep hinting to himself: "It's impossible for Zhong Jiamu to like you."

In this way, you will not give yourself unnecessary hopes.

[If there is any misunderstanding between the two, communication is the best way. 】

He Wen stood on the balcony of the living room, listening to the chirping of insects at night, but finally sighed.

Don't be too sentimental, you've lied to people for so long, Zhong Jiamu didn't lose his temper just because he couldn't beat him.

The guest room hadn't been tidied up yet, so He Wen simply took out a thin blanket from the storage room and prepared to spend the night in the living room.

At this moment, he saw Zhong Jiamu take out a bottle of vodka out of nowhere.

Zhong Jiamu walked towards He Wen, and pulled his shoulder-length hair aside, revealing his fair neck.Then he raised his head, tentatively tapped He Wen's arm with the bottle of vodka and said, "Ah Wen, I can't sleep, why don't you come and have a drink with me?"

I don't quite remember what happened after that.

He Wen fell into a dream.

This is a dream he often has.

He once dreamed that he took a small deer by the back of its neck, dragged it into his cave, and swallowed it regardless of its struggle.

After eating a whole fawn, he could feel that his stomach was not filled, but he was more hungry because of it.

But this time, when he opened his eyes, he found himself in the cave with thick fur in his mouth.He felt something was wrong, raised his head, his neck was licked by a deer, then rubbed his fur, leaned against him, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

He Wen found that something was wrong, but the surroundings were warm, as if hypnotizing him to fall asleep.

He Wen obviously didn't eat anything, but He Wen found that he no longer felt hungry. He rubbed Xiaolu's head and closed his eyes.

The next day, when He Wen woke up, he found that the light outside the window was a bit dazzling.

The snow-white screen window was blown up and down by the breeze, and hot air floated on his face through the curtain from time to time.

He Wen vaguely remembered that he seemed to have indeed forgotten to close the curtains yesterday.

It's just that he was about to get up, but found that he was holding someone in his arms.

Because of He Wen's actions just now, the person in his arms didn't sleep very soundly, his crow feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he hugged him even tighter.

He Wen glanced at the bite marks on Zhong Jiamu's body, thinking that when Zhong Jiamu woke up later, he might stare at him with disgust, he felt a little unbearable.

But running away like this is not an option.

He Wen was really a little worried, he took his left hand out of Zhong Jiamu's arms and took out his mobile phone, ready to transfer money to Zhong Jiamu habitually, but he just entered [-] in his hand, and felt that it was not enough.

I was weak in reason yesterday, so I should add a few more zeros no matter what, right?

He Wen's hand is all based on feel, but after adding four zeros to the phone, it can't add any more.

He Wen was upset, so he directly clicked the transfer, and then Zhong Jiamu's notification sounded.

Zhong Jiamu was originally half asleep and half awake, he didn't open his eyes, and groped around, but found nothing.

He tried hard to open his eyes, but he was so tired that he could only open a small crack.

Originally Zhong Jiamu wanted to fall asleep, but as soon as he moved, the aches and pains all over his body sent an alarm to his brain.

"Ah Wen," Zhong Jiamu's voice was soft, "I hurt."

He Wen really wanted to pretend to be calm, he even thought of the reason.

It wasn't his fault last night, he had warned Zhong Jiamu before, and he had given Zhong Jiamu many chances to escape.

It's just that when Zhong Jiamu leaned against him, all the reasons He Wen thought up evaporated from his brain in an instant, leaving only the speed of light sliding kneeling.

"I'm sorry, Mumu," He Wen gently hugged Zhong Jiamu, "Where does it hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

The villain Zhong Jiamu complained first, "My whole body hurts, it's all your fault."

"Yes, yes, yes," He Wen's remaining pretense collapsed, "It's my fault."

Zhong Jiamu buried his head in He Wen's arms, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, but his voice was angry, "You have to take responsibility."

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