Kiss badly

Lin Yuanzhi hugged Wen Hexi and lay down, his arms tightly trapped the thin body in his arms, his knees pushed between Wen Hexi's thighs, his legs were pressed tightly through the fabric, and the hot temperature scalded him.

Lin Yuanzhi put his hands into Wen Hexi's clothes restlessly.

"Don't move around." Wen Hexi said.

"Others have touched it." Lin Yuanzhi complained.

"Yes, not only touched, but also kissed." Wen Hexi deliberately angered Lin Yuanzhi.

Lin Yuanzhi's breathing was slightly heavy.

Feeling the tightening of the arms around her, Wen Hexi continued: "Many people have touched, kissed, and returned grass..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Lin Yuanzhi lifted Wen Hexi's chin and blocked his mouth forcefully.

Lips grinding: "It's gone."

"What?" Wen Hexi didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing, sleep."

Lin Yuanzhi bit Wen Hexi's lower lip lightly, but it didn't hurt, Wen Hexi only felt his lips a little numb and crispy, then Lin Yuanzhi let go of the tenderness of those two petals, and closed his eyes.

"Well, go to sleep." Wen Hexi said softly.

The bedroom suddenly became quiet, only the long and burning breath passed between the two of them. From a short distance away, Wen Hexi could clearly see the faint lines of Sichuan characters between Lin Yuanzhi's eyebrows.

This person always likes to frown, frowns when he is fierce, and frowns when he is annoying, and most of the time he is either fierce or annoying, he deserves to have wrinkles at a young age.

He remembered that when he first met Lin Yuanzhi, these lines seemed to be heavier, maybe it was an illusion.

Wen Hexi leaned forward, and gently pressed his forehead against Lin Yuanzhi's. Lin Yuanzhi was still asleep, feeling the coolness on his forehead, and hugged Wen Hexi even tighter, and the distance between them became even tighter. As they got closer, the tip of the nose rubbed against the tip of the nose, and a slight lift of the chin touched the lips.

"Lin Yuanzhi, it's too close." Wen Hexi said.

Lin Yuanzhi didn't respond.

"Lin Yuanzhi." Wen Hexi called again.

"Asleep, can't hear." Lin Yuanzhi closed his eyes.

Wen Hexi: "..."

Lin Yuanzhi slept for a long time, Wen Hexi also felt sleepy from boredom, and slept with Lin Yuanzhi for a while, until noon, Wen Hexi opened his eyes in bewilderment.

Lin Yuanzhi was still sleeping.

He lay down with him for a while, bored enough to count Lin Yuanzhi's eyelashes.

Too dense to count.

Wen Hexi stretched out her fingers and plucked the thick "feather fan", and said softly: "Why are you still awake?"

The fingertips slid to Lin Yuanzhi's tall nose bridge, and landed on the soft lips.

Lightly.

So soft and slippery.

"Lin Yuanzhi, you big lazy cat." Lin Yuanzhi always called him a little lazy cat, and this time he can finally return it.

He even wondered if that bastard who was so stupid that he returned to blood after two or three hours of sleep was the one in front of him, why he suddenly became so weak.

He squeezed Lin Yuanzhi's face, "You should mend it up recently, it's quite empty."

The voice suddenly sounded: "I don't need it."

"you're awake!"

Wen Hexi was startled for a moment, before reacting slowly, she asked suspiciously, "Did you wake up a long time ago?"

"No, I haven't woken up yet." Lin Yuanzhi moved down and buried his face in Wen Hexi's chest.

"You are fooling the child." Wen Hexi patted Lin Yuanzhi's generous back hard.

With rough skin and thick flesh, he will definitely not hurt him.

"Yeah, I'm fooling the kids."

"I'm not a child, I'm eighteen, no, nineteen!" Wen Hexi retorted.

"Is it your birthday?" Lin Yuanzhi suddenly raised his head and looked at Wen Hexi. He clearly remembered that Wen Hexi's birthday was in late April.

"No."

"That's only eighteen."

Wen Hexi raised her voice and emphasized: "Yes, eighteen! Not a child."

"You are a child no matter how old you are, a baby, from my family." Lin Yuanzhi buried his head back again.

Wen Hexi's heart was inexplicably hot, and his eye sockets seemed to be a little hot too. He blinked his eyes hard twice to relieve the sudden and inexplicable throbbing.

After a few seconds of silence, he said, "Go back when you wake up."

"Didn't wake up."

"Lin Yuanzhi, be good." Wen Hexi spoke softly, as if coaxing someone.

But getting into Lin Yuanzhi's ear seemed like a threat. His body froze for a moment, and he rubbed Wen Hexi's chin with the top of his head, "Can't you sleep for a while?"

"No."

Lin Yuanzhi turned over and held Wen Hexi down, with his arms on both sides of Wen Hexi's body, and he stared into those almost ice-cold eyes for a while.

Lips touched up and down: "Then I'm leaving."

"Ah."

"If you want to find me, just call me, I will always be here." Lin Yuanzhi didn't move.

"Ah."

After hearing Wen Hexi's answer, Lin Yuanzhi moved, got up and left the bed, his back looked listless, his head drooping and his ears drooping, and he was indescribably pitiful.

The "poor" Lin Yuan went out of the bedroom, closed the door, glared at Han Xiao, and threatened softly, "Go out, be careful."

One second it was a poor big dog that was about to be abandoned, and the next it turned into a vicious cheetah, staring at its prey, and the face change was almost instantaneous.

Han Xiao's face turned pale with fright, and his legs went limp.

Lin Yuanzhi laughed contemptuously, the laugh was very soft, his eyes swept over Han Xiao's trembling legs, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

He left without saying anything, but that smile was enough for Han Xiao to understand what Lin Yuanzhi meant, Lin Yuanzhi didn't take him seriously at all, he never thought that Wen Hexi would fall in love with someone like him.

Every look in his eyes seemed to say - you deserve it too!

Although Lin Yuanzhi doesn't like Han Xiao, it doesn't mean that he will let Han Xiao go so easily. His people are not easy to touch, but before Lin Yuanzhi's revenge, Wen Hexi's Revenge is happening all the time.

Wen Hexi never seemed to have any reason to beat Han Xiao, maybe he was just in a bad mood, like kicking Han Xiao awake in the morning, just because the sunlight woke him up.

But Han Xiaoming changed the curtains, so the light is not see through.

Moreover, Wen Hexi used endless tricks to torture Han Xiao, one trick after another, one-sided beatings were no longer enough for him, and he began to try various new ways of playing.

For example... not letting Han Xiao eat, starving him on purpose.

Maybe Wen Hexi was tired from beating, so he came up with this method of torturing people without using hands.

This method is undoubtedly successful. After Han Xiao knelt and watched Wen Hexi's live broadcast twice, his stomach finally couldn't bear it and began to protest. Besides, Wen Hexi's food is really delicious, watching him eat Dongxi's appetite has at least doubled, which is extremely fatal to Han Xiao who has been hungry for two meals.

"Master~"

In the face of survival, dignity counts for nothing. Hunger makes the aloof young master Han put down his dignity and start all kinds of tricks to beg for mercy.

"Master, let me pinch your legs."

"Master, are you thirsty? I'll get you some water."

"Owner……"

Wen Hexi remained indifferent to Han Xiao's flattery. He ate the strawberries that Han Xiao had just washed, "Hungry?"

"En." Han Xiao nodded vigorously.

"It doesn't feel good to be hungry."

"En." Han Xiao nodded more vigorously.

"You're not feeling well, I'm so happy." Wen Hexi gloated.

This face is so pretty, but why is it so unbearable?Han Xiao almost didn't hold back his smiling face.

After all, Wen Hexi didn't give Han Xiao anything to eat, nor did he give Han Xiao any chance to steal food. He even locked the kitchen door and hid the keys at night to prevent Han Xiao from stealing food in the middle of the night.