Kiss badly

Wen Hexi dragged Han Xiao to the car on the side of the road, opened the door, pushed Han Xiao in, then closed the door, and sat in the passenger seat.

Lin Yuanzhi, who was acting as the driver, looked through the rearview mirror at Han Xiao who was a bit embarrassed in the back seat of the car, and happened to meet Han Xiao's gaze at Wen Hexi.

That kind of gaze is not what a dog should have. It seems that Han Xiao fell in love with his baby, which is really courageous.

Han Xiao didn't know that a ferocious beast had already been following him.

"What happened to the hand?"

Lin Yuanzhi saw the wound on Wen Hexi's hand, which was scratched by the man Wen Hexi beat up while struggling.

Wen Hexi didn't care: "Just go home and deal with it."

Lin Yuanzhi couldn't beat Wen Hexi, and drove all the way back. He and Wen Hexi didn't hate this feeling of speed and passion, but Han Xiao was so bad, he squatted on the side of the road and vomited as soon as he got out of the car.

"Tsk, it's really useless." Lin Yuanzhi glanced at Han Xiao contemptuously, put his arms around Wen Hexi's waist and went upstairs.

Han Xiao wiped his mouth and hurriedly followed.

When he saw Lin Yuanzhi take out the key to open the door, he subconsciously shifted his gaze to Wen Hexi's face. Wen Hexi's face was calm, and he felt as if something was blocked in his heart.

Did Wen Hexi give Lin Yuanzhi the key?What is the matter with Lin Yuanzhi about the house he bought for Wen Hexi? Why should he give him the key.

Lin Yuanzhi didn't do anything, and Han Xiao was so angry that his chest felt tight. He didn't know it. After entering the door, he looked for the medicine box as if he was in his own home.

Han Xiao was one step ahead of him, opened the cabinet next to his hand, took out the medicine box, walked up to Wen Hexi and squatted down, opened the medicine box, took out a cotton swab, dipped it in iodine, and carefully wiped the wound on Wen Hexi's hand .

Wen Hexi glanced at Lin Yuanzhi who was in a state of low pressure, stretched out his hand towards him, and motioned him: You do it.

In fact, it's the same for everyone, but who made him lean towards Lin Yuanzhi in his heart.

Visible to the naked eye, the corners of Lin Yuanzhi's mouth curled up arrogantly, like a peacock opening its tail, showing off its might, he squeezed Han Xiao away and helped Wen Hexi disinfect the wound.

"Does it hurt?"

"It won't hurt if you blow it off." Wen Hexi said with a smile.

It's too easy to coax Lin Yuanzhi.

Lin Yuanzhi was coaxed to be happy, and the smile on the corner of his mouth lasted for a long time. He blew lightly, "Don't fight by yourself in the future." Every time Wen Hexi fights, both sides are always hurt. , he felt uncomfortable looking at the wound on Wen Hexi's body.

"Okay." Wen Hexi responded perfunctorily.

Deal with the injury.

"It's getting late, you go back." Wen Hexi said to Lin Yuanzhi.

"You won't go back with me?" Lin Yuanzhi acted like a sticky dog.

Wen Hexi didn't answer, but just rubbed Lin Yuanzhi's head: "Good boy."

Lin Yuanzhi had no strength to resist because of the pressure of a good word. He raised his head, feeling pitiful for a dog who was about to be abandoned: "What about tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow... Let's talk about it, depending on your mood." Wen Hexi said.

Lin Yuanzhi left, and before closing the door, he gave Han Xiao a fierce look, his eyes fierce like a beast staring at its prey.

Both the dog and the wolf were played by him alone.

"Master..." Han Xiao hesitated to speak, he also wanted Wen Hexi's tenderness.

The only answer to him was the sound of closing the door.

Wen Hexi hated him, and there was an insurmountable gap between them. He didn't know what would happen to his loving Wen Hexi, but it would definitely not end well.

At that moment, he had a killing intent.

Get rid of the threat before the worst happens, before he goes all the way and loses his mind, or he's literally going to hell.

Dark clouds covered the moon, and the darkness concealed his face.

The decorative clock on the wall showed that it was already two o'clock in the morning. Wen Hexi should be asleep. Han Xiao tiptoed to open the bedroom door. He climbed onto the bed, knelt on top of Wen Hexi's body, and held the cup from the kitchen in his hand. The fruit knife from here.

held high.

Wen Hexi, I'm sorry for you in this life, don't worry, I won't let you die too painfully.

Han Xiao closed his eyes, clenched his hand on the handle of the knife, and then the muscles of his entire arm tensed instantly, and he stabbed down hard.

The tip of the knife stopped above Wen Hexi's neck, Han Xiao clenched his teeth, his muscles tensed, his arms trembled uncontrollably, it seemed that there was a voice in his body that kept piercing his eardrums: kill! Wen Hexi, kill him, kill him!

The knife shining with silver light was lifted up again and then dropped.

He almost collapsed, mechanically swinging his arm again and again, stabbing down, but every time the tip of the knife was about to cut Wen Hexi's throat, he stopped.

He can't do it.

Tears fell on Wen Hexi's face, and he didn't know when he started crying.

It was too late, he was already in it.

Wen Hexi suddenly opened his eyes: "Have you had enough trouble?"

Han Xiao's whole body stiffened immediately, and he was so shocked that he lost his mind. Wen Hexi grabbed the knife in his hand and threw it away, grabbed his clothes and pulled them aside.

"Sleep when you've had enough trouble." The person snuggled into Han Xiao's arms. It was a little cold in the bed, but Han Xiao's arms were quite warm.

Han Xiao smiled bitterly silently, and hugged Wen Hexi tightly: Wen Hexi, I fell into your hands, and I admit it.

Fast forward to April, and it stands to reason that the weather should be getting warmer. It is not cold during the day, but a cold wind suddenly blows at night, like a sudden cold wave. It is so cold that He Xi's hands and feet are cold. "The function is not very good, he finds something warm and pushes it upwards.

Han Xiao also felt it. The cold hands penetrated into his clothes, and he was so cold that he shivered, and the feet rubbing against his calves were also cold, and he could feel it through his pants.

But he didn't feel cold.

"I'm going to turn on the air conditioner." Han Xiao opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out the remote control, turned on the hot air of the air conditioner, and turned up the temperature.

The temperature in the bedroom gradually increased. Han Xiao felt so hot that he was sweating under the quilt, but his hands under the clothes seemed to be a little cold. He felt that Wen Hexi was like a little snake, not a warm-blooded animal.

Tomorrow I have to buy an electric blanket and warm the bed early, he thought.

Wen Hexi was woken up by the heat. The air conditioner showed 32 degrees, and the hot air was blowing. There was an electric heater in his arms, and what looked like an electric blanket under him. The noon sun shone in directly, making the quilt slightly hot.

Han Xiao is really afraid that he won't die from the heat, isn't he!

"Han Xiao!" Wen Hexi called out.

No one responded.

He got up angrily, opened the bedroom door, and heard a crackling sound, as if something had fallen on the ground, and more than one thing had fallen on the ground.

The voice came from the kitchen, and he walked over to see Han Xiao who was in a hurry, waving a shovel, leaning against the door frame with his hands folded as if he was watching a show, standing lazily.

A few thickly cut potato chips, a broken plate, and an oil bottle fell on the ground. Fortunately, it was made of plastic, otherwise there should be a lot of oil on the ground at this moment.

There is also the lid of the pot on the ground.

A man who can't cook is no less destructive than a Erha.

Wen Hexi suddenly felt that Lin Yuanzhi was pretty good. Although he didn't know how to cook, he didn't know how to wreak havoc. Even if the oil splashed on his face, he wouldn't hide for a moment. What a tough guy. Look at this again, Han Xiao and Like a frightened rabbit, it jumped up and down, throwing something in its hand.

The shovel was swung like a fencing sword, and the momentum was very similar to a fencing match, a tense group.

Wen Hexi couldn't stand it anymore, picked up the pot lid on the ground, covered the pot that was constantly splashing oil, and turned off the fire.

Then he turned his head and looked at Han Xiao: "What kind of demon are you?"

Han Xiao bowed his head aggrievedly and remained silent. He just wanted to cook something, but he didn't expect this to happen.

"Stupid than Lin Yuanzhi." Wen Hexi was speechless.

Han Xiao bit his lip and secretly made up his mind that he must be better than Lin Yuanzhi.

Wen Hexi looked at a plastic bag of fresh vegetables on the kitchen counter, Han Xiao could not count on it, he should be self-sufficient, otherwise these ingredients would be wasted.

After asking Han Xiao to restore the kitchen to its original state, Wen Hexi personally cooked two dishes and stewed a soup.