Kiss badly

Wen Hexi's cooking skills are not bad. Han Xiao is used to eating all kinds of high-end ingredients and exquisite dishes, but he has no resistance to Wen Hexi's home-cooked dishes.

After he was full, Han Xiao still put down his chopsticks and ate the food on the plate. Wen Hexi ate faster than Han Xiao, and he was full early, so he leaned against the back of the chair and rubbed his stomach to digest the food.

While sending a message to Lin Yuanzhi.

Lin Yuanzhi: Have you eaten yet?

:just ate.

Lin Yuanzhi: He did it?I didn't see anyone delivering food.

:I did it.

Lin Yuanzhi: Wronged.jpg He can even eat your cooking.

Wen Hexi looked at the little hamster's aggrieved emoji on the chat interface, and raised his eyebrows. Lin Yuanzhi didn't seem like a person who would use this kind of emoji, and he wondered if there was a different person on the other side.

Lin Yuanzhi can't help it, who made him uncute, he himself is not cute, so he can only make up emojis.

: I will go to your place to make it for you at night.

Lin Yuanzhi: Kiss.jpg

Wen Hexi had a good chat here, and Han Xiao had already completed the CD-ROM operation, so he sensiblely packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen to do the dishes.

He put on rubber gloves, suddenly remembered something, and said to Wen Hexi, "Master, I'm going to the company this afternoon." Otherwise, his mother should call him again.

Up to now, the word master came out of his mouth without hindrance.

"Yeah." Wen Hexi kept her eyes on the phone.

When Han Xiao went to work, he happened to be looking for Lin Yuanzhi, but Lin Yuanzhi was really free.

He couldn't help typing out a line and sending it: Don't you have to go to work?

Lin Yuanzhi: No need.

Lin Yuanzhi has a strong desire for control, so he has been unwilling to delegate power. He is the chairman and CEO himself, but in order to take care of Wen Hexi, he resigned from the CEO position. Unless important meetings and important decisions are made, he generally does not Participate in the daily management of the company.

After all, making money is not as important as a wife.

Wen Hexi was a little worried: Then do you still have money?

Lin Yuanzhi: ...

Lin Yuanzhi: Yes!

Lin Yuanzhi: Is money more important than me?

If it was a video call, then Lin Yuanzhi would have seen Wen Hexi's expression of "Isn't it obvious?"

Wen Hexi, who is sober in the world, sent a sentence: Of course.

People will not die without love, but they will die without money.

Seeing this, Lin Yuanzhi pressed his chug on his forehead, thinking: Fortunately, he is rich.

The days gradually became dull from ups and downs, Wen Hexi occasionally went to Lin Yuanzhi's place to seek pleasure, and mostly stayed at Han Xiao's place, it seemed that the new tricks were almost done, Han Xiao still found it unbearable at first, but later on he was not so afraid He even vaguely looked forward to the brief tenderness Wen Hexi would give him after the small fight.

Sometimes he couldn't help thinking, maybe Wen Hexi didn't hate him so deeply, maybe after Wen Hexi had enough revenge, he could beg for a little love.

But the reality always hit him hard the moment he thought of it, reminding him how much Wen Hexi hated him.

In the afterglow of the sunset, a tall and slender figure appeared, and the young master of the Han family, who used to be aloof, was like a house cook, walking into the house carrying the vegetables he had just bought from the supermarket.

Wen Hexi probably laughed when he heard that this place was home, but Han Xiao really regarded this place as his home. He liked this place with Wen Hexi better than that cold, impersonal home.

After entering the door, he didn't see Wen Hexi. In the past when he came back from get off work, Wen Hexi would sit on the sofa and read a book, unless he was going to Lin Yuanzhi's place.

I don't know if I will be back in a while.

Thinking and looking forward to it, Han Xiao changed into his slippers and walked into the kitchen. He had already learned two dishes, which were appraised by Wen Hexi and tasted good.

He prepared the meals, put them on the table, and waited for Wen Hexi to come back.

The clock decorated on the wall of the living room ticked away minute by minute, and the shadow cast by the afterglow got longer and longer. Han Xiao looked at the door that had never moved.

It seems that Wen Hexi will not come back.

He picked up a rib and took a bite.

Let cool, the taste is a bit greasy.

Wen Hexi is afraid of the cold. Although the weather forecast says that it won't be very cold at night, but who makes Wen Hexi's temperature sensing system different from ordinary people, it is better to warm the bed early at night, in case Wen Hexi comes back to sleep at night Well, he thought as he ate.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Han Xiao put down his chopsticks and ran to open the door. Although the expression on his face was quite calm, his eyes couldn't hide the smile, as if the stars had fallen into it, shining brokenly.

The door opened.

But it wasn't Wen Hexi outside the door, but someone he didn't know. The young people standing outside the door seemed to be sloppy, and they weren't very good people at first glance.

"Who are you looking for?" Han Xiao's tone was full of disappointment.

"Looking for you."

Han Xiao raised his eyebrows in doubt, the question had slipped to his lips, and he was about to blurt it out, but the next second he was pushed hard by one of the men, he took a few steps back and almost fell down.

Those people rushed in and controlled his hand. Seeing that something was wrong, he opened his mouth to call for help, but his mouth was covered, and he watched the door shut.

Unable to resist.

He is like a fish on a chopping board and can only be manipulated by others. Their hands wandered restlessly on his body, roughly tearing his clothes to pieces.

Fear, nausea, despair, after many years, he experienced Wen Hexi's pain.

A big show was about to be staged inside the door, and a thin young man suddenly appeared outside the door. The young man unhurriedly took out the key and opened the door. He leaned against the door frame, watching what happened in front of him, with a gloomy expression.

The phone in hand shows that it is shooting.

Wen Hexi's face was as dark as the rainy season's sky, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, he closed his eyes, his breathing became slightly heavier, and the picture in front of him was in a trance, like a badly connected lamp that went off and on.

In the blink of an eye, he seemed to see a lot of blood, and a pair of eyes stared at him without blinking.

Wen Hexi roared out of control: "Get lost."

The few people who were pressing Han Xiao withdrew their hands one after another, and filed out. Han Xiao was so frightened that they all left. He was still kneeling there, not recovering for a long time.

Just a little bit, he was...

Wen Hexi slammed the door hard, his vision blurred, he took a few steps forward, and fell on the sofa. Han Xiao subconsciously sought a warm hug and leaned towards Wen Hexi.

Wen Hexi kicked him away: "Go and wash it off."

Han Xiao lowered his eyes, and the familiar voice entered his ears. At that moment, too many emotions mixed into his expression, the fear and fear of being almost raped, and the grievance of being rejected by Wen Hexi...

When I opened my eyes again, those emotions were gone, only a pair of yearning eyes.

He wanted to hug Wen Hexi.

But Wen Hexi thought he was dirty.

He quickly rushed into the bathroom, took off his clothes, turned on the shower, and rinsed his body over and over again. He looked at the bruises and fingerprints left by those people on his body, pulled off the towel, and rubbed his skin hard. It was all red, and little red dots appeared.

After washing it twice with shower gel, he turned off the water, changed his clothes and went out.

In the living room, Wen Hexi was sitting on the sofa. He bowed his waist, bowed his head, put his elbows on his knees, held his head in his hands, and pulled his hair fiercely. He was breathing heavily and rapidly, and his chest heaved violently.

Throwing the phone aside, it shows that the call is in progress, and the note is her husband.

Han Xiao felt that something was wrong with Wen Hexi, so he called cautiously: "...Master."

Wen Hexi seemed to have never heard of it, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was enduring some pain, his eyes were red, and he looked like a wounded little animal.

Suddenly, Wen Hexi clenched her fists hard and beat her head hard.

He wanted to hit him a second time, but Han Xiao hurriedly controlled Wen Hexi's hand, hugged him, and didn't let the second blow fall.

Wen Hexi's eyes were flickering, scenes of bright red occupied his field of vision, someone hugged him suddenly, he subconsciously thought it was Lin Yuanzhi.

He raised his head, pressed the back of the man's head, and kissed him.

They kissed passionately, Wen Hexi was just venting, but Han Xiao was moved, and his arms hugging Wen Hexi gradually tightened.

There was the sound of the door opening behind him, but Han Xiao couldn't hear other sounds at this time. Wen Hexi's breathing and the beating of his heart invaded his five senses, only the soft touch of those two petals was so clearly transmitted from his lips. Come, climb up his spine like electricity, and hit the back of his head.

It made him numb all over.

What Lin Yuanzhi saw when he entered the door was this scene——Wen Hexi was kissing someone else. In an instant, his anger ignited and burned his mind. He stepped forward and pulled Han Xiao away, and kicked Han Xiao to the ground. He carried Wen Hexi into the bedroom.

Han Xiao sat on the ground, staring at the closed bedroom door, touched his lips, a smile jumped out of his eyes, before reaching the corner of his mouth, he heard a groan in the bedroom, then the sound disappeared and was faintly heard whimper instead.

Like being gagged.

Before the smile in his eyes faded away, tears flowed down uncontrollably, his chest was congested, and the chest heaved and fell like a stone rolling inside, with sharp edges piercing into the flesh.