虐渣男从 现在 开始

"Brother Hai..."

Xiao Ye was lying on the bed, his expensive suit was already wrinkled because of his movements, the collar button was completely unbuttoned, his strong chest muscles were half exposed to the air.

Zhao Xianghai looked at him like this, for a while, he didn't want to leave or stay.

He took a few steps closer and clicked his tongue: "...are you alright?"

Xiao Ye twitched his nostrils twice, smelling the familiar masculine scent on Zhao Xianghai, stretched out his hand, and pulled him over, nudged him, and called in a daze, "Brother Hai..."

Zhao Xianghai shook his head.

Xiao Yewei was drunk, probably trying to play a rascal to the end.

When this man was sober, he used his power and money to act arrogantly and domineeringly. When he was drunk, he would forcefully pull him hard and play softly.

How strange.

He tapped Xiao Ye's head: "If you have nothing to do, you can sleep by yourself. Let me go, I have to go back to my room."

"Don't go..." Xiao Ye clutched his clothes and refused to let go, "I don't want others, I don't want others..."

Zhao Xianghai was taken aback when he heard Xiao Ye's words.

Only then did he realize what it meant to not want anyone else.

He chuckled inwardly, sat down beside Xiao Ye's bed, and looked at Xiao Ye's face.

Seven years have passed, Xiao Ye's face is still as young and handsome as when he first met him seven years ago.The straight eyebrows and nose bridge, the tough and well-defined facial lines are all the appearance that made his heart beat faster seven years ago.

Zhao Xianghai hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand, and covered Xiao Ye's ear.

When Xiao Ye was sober, this guy was a Tyrannosaurus rex, not easy to mess with, and he might get into trouble that he couldn't get rid of if he got a little bit involved. He could only do this when he was in a daze. Things, vent my anger.

Zhao Xianghai grabbed Xiao Ye's right ear, shook his head lightly, as if teaching a puppy, and said with some bitterness: "You man, if you don't cheat, if you don't mess with flowers, don't follow Others are ambiguous, how good we are now."

Xiao Ye didn't notice anything, but frowned uncomfortably: "No one else, Brother Hai..."

"Ah," Zhao Xianghai sighed deeply, and patted Xiao Yehuan's hand on his waist, "Leave your hand away, and I'll make you a bowl of hangover soup."

This person is so drunk now that he probably won't remember anything when he wakes up.

Soften your heart a little bit, cook him a bowl to hangover, save him from accident, after all, it is life.

Thinking this way, Zhao Xianghai slowly broke away Xiao Ye's hand, walked out of the room, and went to the kitchen.

When he came back, Xiao Ye lay quietly on the bed, his movements were no longer as violent as before.

Zhao Xianghai put the hangover soup on the bedside, and pulled Xiao Ye to lean against the bedside.

Xiao Ye's drunkenness is subsiding, and he seems to be a little more sober than before.

He opened some blurred eyes, saw Zhao Xianghai, didn't say anything, just smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled.

Zhao Xianghai brought the hangover soup in front of him, and said bluntly, "It's gone."

Xiao Ye just smiled, looking at Zhao Xianghai's face who was close at hand: "I'm fucking... dreaming again..."

Zhao Xianghai frowned, tried his best to be patient, scooped up a spoonful of soup, and put it near Xiao Ye's mouth: "Open your mouth."

Xiao Ye opened his mouth slightly, and swallowed the hangover soup.

He seemed to be choking, coughed a few times, then he recovered and looked at the person in front of him: "Zhao Xianghai."

Zhao Xianghai was scooping up soup, and replied impatiently, "What are you doing?"

"I said I'm going to go back on my word, do you believe me?" Xiao Ye laughed with a hint of alcohol.

Zhao Xianghai blew on the hot soup, and asked casually, "What do you regret?"

"Break up with you...I tried it, I've been trying to forget you for the past two months, really." Xiao Ye's Adam's apple rolled, and then his expression became fierce

Come on, a pair of brows were tightly frowned, each word was paused, and he said heavily, "But I can't fucking...can't do it!"