Kanto Fengyue

Most of the old subordinates of the He family have received the kindness of the old man, and with his current strength, they may not be able to suppress them.The He family has a great career, even if the master can eat it, he might not be able to swallow it.Liang Boyu would not really help him, but would rather sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and wait until you and the master lose both sides, and then sit back and reap the benefits.Master has been in the He family for many years, and has his own contacts and assets. Wouldn't it be better if the time comes to stand alone with the Liang family and the He family? "

He Yaoting pondered for a while, the room was silent for a moment, and He Yaoting's voice sounded after a long while, cold and calm, with a slight inhalation sound of lack of breath: "Understood, Jian Feng, thank you for reminding me." She smiled wryly, and said to herself: "It's a disaster that can't be avoided. Back then, my eldest brother died for no reason. People who didn't know thought I did it. Maybe it's my turn now, but I don't know when it will be Yao's turn." Lin." The smile on the corner of his lips became cruel and somewhat sad.

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☆, same bed, different dreams

Han Jianfeng saw that there was only a round tea base left in He Yaoting's teacup, and calmly helped him refill a cup: "Don't think so, it's a good thing that Yaoyun is back at this time, maybe I can help you a little bit." Bundle."

He Yaoting didn't feel relaxed after hearing what he said. He stretched out a slender white finger, knocked on the coffee table unconsciously, and lowered his brows: "When did I ever count on him?" Lightly tapped the table twice, raised his eyes to look at Han Jianfeng, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "Jianfeng, your master married a concubine the year before last, she seems to be only ten years old."

Han Jianfeng smiled and said: "Yes, I went to congratulate you and met you. You seemed to say to me at that time, 'This little aunt has a bit of a face.'"

He Yaoting smiled and said, "Yes, it's the one from Kefu, who doesn't look very shrewd."

Han Jianfeng said: "But I heard that she has been favored in recent years."

He Yaoting was thoughtful, raised his eyebrows and asked: "Do you think such a young girl can safely guard an old man who can be her father?"

Han Jianfeng didn't go around with him at this time, and asked directly: "Yao Ting, what do you mean...do you want to work hard on her?"

He Yaoting thought about it for a while, and said kindly: "That's right, but I'm afraid the people under you are not sure. This matter can only succeed and not fail, otherwise it will be more troublesome to startle the snake."

Han Jianfeng smiled slightly and said, "What do you mean? The people under my command can't be used, who do you plan to use?"

He Yaoting looked at him with a half-smile and said, "If you go out in person, how sure are you?"

Han Jianfeng burst out laughing: "You are so impolite, do you want me to fight in person? Then you have to ask me how long it will take."

He Yaoting also smiled: "I know I've wronged you a bit. If it takes a year or so, it's better to solve it by force."

Han Jianfeng suddenly said sternly: "It's not a little bit, I'm wronged very much." Jianmei raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "If it's just that woman, at least a month is enough, but it may take more time to avoid Master's eyes and ears." It will take two or three months to make her give up. If this is done, I will lose a few years of my life."

He Yaoting smiled and said, "As for what you said. Apart from being a bit of a Kfufu, that woman has a nose and eyes, so it won't make people want to vomit just by looking at it. Besides, you don't know about the shortening of life." Did you do a lot too?"

Han Jianfeng asked back: "Then why don't you go and fuck her? With your appearance, it's not too difficult."

He Yaoting put down the teacup, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'm not in good health, I can't bear to be frightened."

Han Jianfeng raised his eyebrows, annoyed and sneered: "Then you have the heart to sacrifice me?"

He Yaoting smiled and said, "I can't bear it."

Han Jianfeng was taken aback suddenly, huh?With a sound.

But He Yaoting continued: "So I decided to sacrifice Zhao Yuzheng and let him do the 'beauty trick' instead of you."

Han Jianfeng was a little surprised just now, in order to avoid embarrassment, he was drinking from a teacup, thinking about what He Yaoting would say later.Unexpectedly, He Yaoting gave him such an unbelievable answer, so excited that Han Jianfeng spit out a mouthful of tea, and coughed violently without any image.

He Yaoting laughed and said, "What's wrong with you? You're choking like this. Is it that exaggerated?"

Han Jianfeng took a deep breath, managed to get it even, and laughed with no temperament: "Zhao Yuzheng? Are you sure?" Han Jianfeng had dealt with this person before, and had never had the opportunity to meet him before, but he just called him. After several calls, the tough, rough and bandit-like voice was still fresh in his memory.

He Yao said kindly: "Be serious, I'm telling you the business. With your ability, how long will it take to reform him?"

Han Jianfeng laughed and said, "Why don't we go find the killer directly." Then there was another burst of uncontrollable laughter.

He Yaoting said: "It's not that I haven't thought about it, but I have the same concerns as Uncle Kong. If there are other ways, I won't use this trick." Frowning, he said coldly: "Don't laugh. "The expression was a bit complicated and he said: "Besides, you know Zhao Yuzheng well, why don't you tell him about my recuperation in Meixiang Bookstore." The tone was always cold and gentle, but it sounded a little hidden.

Han Jianfeng's heart shuddered, and there was no smile at all: "I have never met Zhao Yuzheng, and I can't say we are very close. He called me mostly to find you. This person is not too close to the He family. It’s close, and his identity is also convenient. But, are you sure this person is available? Don’t lure wolves into the house when the time comes.”

He Yaoting sneered: "I don't know if it can be used, but I know that he is in urgent need of money recently. It is better for him to take the blame than you. After all, Uncle Kong is your master. Even if he succeeds, he will not do you any favors." Benefits. If you fail, follow the family rules, how about you? I don’t want you to have an accident.” But he thought to himself, “Zhao Yuzheng may not be reliable, but you, Han Jianfeng, may be even more unreliable. Zhao Yuzheng helped me This favor is just asking for some money. And using your hands to get rid of Kong She, Han Jianfeng, how could you just ask me for money. Your power will become stronger, and it will be more difficult to control than your master in the future."

Han Jianfeng smiled lightly, staring at He Yaoting with sparkling peach eyes: "Yao Ting, am I that important to you?"

He Yaoting's back felt cold, and he endured goosebumps all over his body and said: "Han Jianfeng, if you disgust me with such hypocritical words in the future, I will beat you."

Han Jianfeng smiled slightly and said: "Okay, you can ask someone surnamed Zhao out someday, and I'll chat with him. But I'm not sure, after all, the vulgarity that radiates from the inside out won't come out in a short time. It’s not going to be easy to get rid of.”

He Yaoting smiled and said: "Just do your best, Xiao Wu will be back in two days, I will let him prepare."

Han Jianfeng nodded and said: "It's better to file multiple records, be more cautious."

He Yaoting raised his arms, stretched directly on the spot, unbuttoned the two buttons of his neckline, revealing a piece of white skin under his neck and two beautifully curved collarbones, squinted a pair of big black eyes, long The eyelashes left a trace of shadow at the end of the eye, and lazily spit out a sentence: "Jianfeng, I won't leave tonight, I will rest here with you." The tone was soft and cold, and he said no It's so lingering and tactful, it's soul-stirring in the ears.Coupled with his natural lazy and provocative posture at the moment, although it is not intentional, it has a feeling of fascination.Even a character like Han Jianfeng couldn't help but be moved.

Han Jianfeng collected himself, looked away involuntarily, and pointed his chin at the suite inside: "The bedroom is inside, the bedding is replaced with new ones for you, and the pajamas are in the closet. You don't need to go elsewhere tonight, so as to save others suspicious."

He Yaoting took a deep breath and rubbed his temples: "I'm very tired today, I'm going to bed." After getting up, he suddenly felt a little dizzy, and fell down when his eyes went dark.

Han Jianfeng was startled, and hurriedly stretched out his arms to help him, but happened to pull He Yaoting's arm, causing He Yaoting to groan in pain.Han Jianfeng was taken by him, but he couldn't stand still, and both of them fell on the carpet.Han Jianfeng was unlucky and temporarily acted as a meat pad.

He unceremoniously pushed He Yaoting away, frowning and cursing in a low voice.Seeing He Yaoting covering his arms and biting his lips, his complexion pale, and cold sweat dripping from his forehead, he was startled, and hurriedly squatted down, not daring to touch him casually, and asked, "Yaoting, what's wrong with you? Where is it?"

He Yaoting slowly got up from the ground and said softly, "I was injured."

Han Jianfeng was startled and said: "Where is your injury, I will go to the doctor right away."

He Yaoting shook his head: "On my arm, I got a few small cuts from the needle. Don't ask the doctor, just give me some anti-inflammatory medicine, and I'll be fine tomorrow." He said and walked towards the inner suite.

Han Jianfeng also followed, accompanied him into the bedroom, and calmly took out the pajamas from the closet and handed them to him.

He Yaoting sat on the edge of the bed, and slowly changed into his pajamas. The clothes brushed against the wound on his arm, his face turned pale from the pain, and he was gasping for air.

Han Jianfeng brought the medicine box, sat down beside him, and helped He Yaoting roll up his sleeves bit by bit, seeing the bruises left by the mottled pinholes on his white arms, he asked, "Who made this happen?" What?" The hazy anger was almost hidden in the tone, while taking out the anti-inflammatory ointment from the medicine box, dipped it with a cotton swab and carefully applied it on the wound.

He Yaoting smiled wryly and shook his head: "Don't mention it, anyway, I was unlucky." But he thought to himself, Zhao Yuzheng probably wouldn't be any better than himself, would it be really stupid to let those needles on his arm After working for two hours, I actually laughed when I thought about it.

Han Jianfeng stopped, looked up at He Yaoting with a half-smile and asked, "Isn't Yao Yun doing it?" Seeing that He Yaoting's face turned cold in an instant, he coughed lightly: "Forget it, when I I didn't ask." Then he put away his things: "You rest first, I'm going out."

He Yaoting asked, "Where are you going?"

Seeing that he was sitting still, Han Jianfeng smiled slightly: "I'm not going anywhere, I'm in the office tonight, so no one will see my flaws."

He Yaoting let out a prolonged "Oh": "I've taken over your bedroom, where do you want to sleep?"

Han Jianfeng said concisely: "I sleep on the sofa."

He Yaoting smiled and said, "Why don't we sleep together and play a full set of dramas."

Han Jianfeng sneered: "What are you worried about? As long as others see you entering the gate of Xueyuan, they will probably associate you with me and think in that direction. There are many people in this world who are willing to watch the excitement, most of them I thought you were a dandy who didn't do his job properly, and came to me to have fun."

He Yaoting smiled evilly and lowered his voice: "I also feel that no one will think that I came to you to discuss business matters." Leaning back, he stretched his arms and legs and lay on Han Jianfeng's spacious bed comfortably. Put a big character.

Suddenly turned over, supported his chin with one hand, carefully avoided the wound on his arm, lay on his side, squinted his eyes and looked at Han Jianfeng with a half-smile, patted the bed beside him and said: "Jianfeng, you How many women have slept in this bed?"

Han Jianfeng said blankly, "There isn't any. I don't eat grass by the side of the nest."

He Yaoting knocked unconsciously on the bed with his index finger, and continued to ask with interest: "Where are the men? How many are there?"

Han Jianfeng continued to maintain a noble and glamorous posture: "There is one."

He Yaoting asked curiously, "Is there another one besides me? Who is it?"

Han Jianfeng glanced at him: "You are the only one."

He Yaoting suddenly sat up and looked at him with a smile: "Really? I don't believe it."

Han Jianfeng said: "There are VIP rooms in Xueyuan, and I used to go to places designated by customers. I usually don't bring people to the office or home." Then he patted the bed: "So this bed is very clean." Finally This sentence is said very lightly, with a hint of sadness but not sadness.

He Yaoting was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, coughed twice and explained: "I'm sorry, Jianfeng, I was just joking with you. I don't mean to dislike you."

Han Jianfeng smiled wryly: "It's okay, I didn't think so. Go to bed early, I'll go and read a book."

He Yaoting felt a little embarrassed, and stretched out his hand to hold him: "It's very tiring to sleep on the sofa, why don't we sleep together, I think this bed is quite wide, so it should be able to sleep on it. By the way, how about your sleeping products?" Are you snoring? Do you talk in your sleep? I don't sleep very well, and it's difficult to fall asleep." After speaking, he subconsciously moved to one side.

Han Jianfeng laughed, the spring breeze blew the snow, and he sat down on the edge of the bed next to He Yaoting, and suddenly approached him, whispering softly in his ear: "I have always slept well. Not bad, do you want to try it?" Gentle breath sprayed on He Yaoting's face, numb and itchy.He Yaoting stepped back uncomfortably, not wanting to meet his eyes.He happened to meet his pair of peach blossom eyes full of autumn water, which were full of tenderness and sweetness.My heart skipped a beat, and I thought to myself: "Han Jianfeng is really amazing, he is indeed the most beautiful man in the Kanto Fengyue field. If I don't know him too well, even if I am like this, I will not be tempted."

He Yaoting cleared his throat lightly, and laughed dryly: "Jian Feng, I just got into a fight with someone this afternoon, and now I really don't have the energy to beat you up again."

Han Jianfeng approached him, calmly pressed He Yaoting a little bit in the middle of the bed, and raised his sword eyebrows: "Why are you afraid?" His tone was quite frivolous.

He Yaoting sneered and said, "I'm afraid what you are doing." Unexpectedly, he rolled over and fell on Han Jianfeng.

The corner of Han Jianfeng's mouth curled into an ambiguous arc, and he said softly, "Are you afraid of falling in love with me?"

He Yaoting sighed so lightly that he could hardly hear it: "I'm afraid, but I'm also afraid that I won't fall in love." The color in his eyes suddenly darkened, and he continued: "But don't worry, I'm not Yaoqing, I won't treat you How is it?" Then he yawned disregarding his image.As soon as he said this, Han Jianfeng trembled all over, and his face changed, and it took a long time for him to calm down.

Both of them knew in their hearts that each of them became friends out of self-interest. After all, they were both selfish and profit-seeking people, and that friendship might not be thicker than a banknote.Even if there was any sex in the bed, it would most likely be treated as a show, and it would disappear as soon as the strong wind blows.Moreover, there are still some unspeakable secrets between the two, so He Yaoting will not restrain Han Jianfeng with emotion, and Han Jianfeng will not be able to restrain him either.

Han Jianfeng raised his eyebrows, gave a wry smile thoughtfully, and shook off the quilt to cover He Yaoting: "I see, let's go to sleep." I was thinking of saying something, but He Yaoting closed his eyes He fell into a deep sleep.Han Jianfeng looked at him and thought it was funny, and thought: "This is called poor sleep. Is it difficult to fall asleep? It is much faster than I fall asleep."

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☆, sleepless night

Han Jianfeng didn't fall asleep without distraction like He Yaoting. In the dark, he felt like a time bomb was lying beside him while sleeping. He tossed and turned until midnight, and finally fell asleep in a daze. After sleeping peacefully, He Yaoting kicked him awake in the air.

Han Jianfeng is a refined and elegant person, but he is very angry when he wakes up. He suppressed his anger, held back the vicious curses, and hugged the pillow resentfully to go to sleep on the sofa.But He Yaoting reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and then cried out in his sleep.

Han Jianfeng was taken aback, lay back, turned on the bedside lamp, bent down and patted him, and said softly, "Yao Ting, Yao Ting, did you have a nightmare?"

But He Yaoting pressed his face to Han Jianfeng's chest and rubbed against Han Jianfeng, crying softly while hugging Han Jianfeng, trembling slightly.Han Jianfeng always thought that he was a sinister and tough person, never seen him with such a tear-stained face, aggrieved and fragile appearance, his heart softened, and he gently hugged him and comforted him in a low voice.

He Yaoting feels very different when he is asleep and when he is awake. Under the dim light, he is pale and gorgeous. There is a feeling that I feel sorry for him. He can be regarded as a stunner. It makes people like Han Jianfeng There will be a sense of inferiority.

Han Jianfeng felt that just looking at him like this would attract people, so he couldn't help getting closer, and carefully looked at He Yaoting in his sleep.His skin was pale and delicate, with a cold jade luster, his long and dense eyelashes trembling slightly, and a crystal teardrop slipped down the corner of his eye, this scene was extremely moving.

Han Jianfeng leaned over, couldn't help but leaned down and kissed the teardrop.He Yaoting seemed to have sensed it, and in his sleep he let out a soft moan, and unconsciously stretched out his arms, wrapped them around Han Jianfeng's neck, hugged him tightly, and attached Han Jianfeng's tender kisses lightly. The face was stained with a trace of bitter medicine, and she called out while kissing: "Jianfeng..." The tone was long and long, and it was extremely tender.

Han Jianfeng was originally a person who was accustomed to love affairs, and it was difficult to maintain Liu Xiahui's attitude of being sober and ascetic in the face of such provocations. He thought to himself, if he had known, he would have gone to sleep on the sofa.

However, the lips kissed He Yaoting back involuntarily, and slowly became lingering from a superficial touch. Han Jianfeng's soft and slender hands slowly penetrated into He Yaoting's pajamas, and couldn't help but touch his lips. Touching the waist back and forth.

Han Jianfeng touched it twice, suddenly felt that something was wrong, bit his lower lip lightly, his head cleared up a bit, then looked at He Yaoting, and found that his pale face was stained with an unusual blush, and his breathing was short of breath. , reached out and probed his forehead.

This probe didn't matter, he was scared out of his wits immediately, He Yaoting's forehead was hot, and he had a high fever, and the tender and tender feelings just now were scared away without a trace.

Han Jianfeng hurriedly jumped out of bed, grabbed the phone and dialed a series of familiar numbers: "Shen Ye, come to Xueyuan quickly..."

When Shen Ye appeared in Xueyuan with dark circles under his eyes, a face of "iron-blooded warrior" and an angry expression that almost swallowed Han Jianfeng alive, He Yaoting was already talking nonsense. Heart-piercing severe cough, almost dying at any time.

Shen Ye had a gloomy face, a bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine was hung on the bedside, and he mercilessly pierced the needle into He Yaoting's tiny blue blood vessel. I was shaking and in pain.

"If you don't recover in two hours, send it to the hospital." Shen Ye slammed a bottle of medicine on the table, suppressed the curse and complaints, put on his clothes, turned around and was about to leave.

"Doctor Shen, wait a minute." Han Jianfeng stretched out his hand to hold him.

Shen Ye turned her head impatiently and said: "Han Jianfeng, what else do you need? A phone call in the middle of the night called me here. Do you know that I have to go to the doctor early tomorrow morning?"

Han Jianfeng let go of Shen Ye and smiled and said: "The third master still has injuries on his body. I don't know if the fever is caused by the inflammation of the wound. Please take a look at the injury by the way." He rolled up He Yaoting's sleeves and revealed The blue and purple marks on the snow-white jade arm.

Shen Ye put down his coat, glanced at it, and immediately became angry. No matter how painful He Yaoting was in a daze, he treated the wound roughly, and threw a tube of anti-inflammatory ointment to Han Jianfeng. Wear, slam the door and go out.

"Shen Ye, Shen Ye." Han Jianfeng immediately chased after him, and stopped Shen Ye with a flash.

Shen Ye was furious and sternly shouted: "What are you doing?!" Xueyuan is a place where the lights are all night long. Although the corridor is quiet, the lights are still warmly illuminated. Downstairs is still full of Yingying and Yanyan, beauties like jade, and sensuality.

Han Jianfeng frowned slightly and lowered his voice, "Keep your voice down, come with me." Without any explanation, he dragged Shen Ye into the nearest room and slammed the door behind him.Although Han Jianfeng looks frail, he has learned martial arts from Kong She, so he has some foundation and a lot of strength.Shen Ye hadn't practiced any kung fu, so she couldn't beat him, and being pushed and shoved in the room by him, she felt dizzy.

When he reacted, he found that the door of the room had been locked by Han Jianfeng, and it could not be opened without the key. The room was very large, comfortably and luxuriously decorated, and only he and Han Jianfeng were empty.

Shen Ye immediately roared at Han Jianfeng angrily: "Han Jianfeng, why do you imprison me..." Before he could finish speaking, Han Jianfeng dragged him over and threw him against the wall superior.Shen Ye was thrown into a dizzy state, before he could resist, a porcelain white hand covered his mouth, and forcibly sealed the roar behind him in his throat.

"Shut up," Han Jianfeng pressed Shen Ye against the wall and scolded briefly, neither of them noticed that their posture was very ambiguous.Shen Ye was used to his usual gentle, elegant and unrestrained appearance, and suddenly became serious, which stunned him for a moment, but he didn't make a sound for a long time, and even forgot to resist: "Listen to me to explain to you." Han Jianfeng saw He stopped struggling, and then let go of his hand, took a deep breath, and immediately returned to his usual gentle and elegant posture.

"No need to explain, you sons and brothers all have some weird hobbies, between men...that's fine," Shen Ye frowned, and couldn't continue, "He Yaoting's body can't bear to toss, go to Between the back beds...you should be gentle..." Shen Ye blushed, feeling uncomfortable.

Han Jianfeng was taken aback, and suddenly laughed lowly: "I said why are you so angry, so you thought of this." Looking at Shen Ye's awkward, as if shy and resentful appearance, Han Jianfeng was in a bad mood. Suddenly it became cheerful and bright, sour and sweet, and it couldn't be said what it was like.

"In short, if you seek medical treatment because of such things in the future, don't call me." Shen Ye reprimanded viciously.

Han Jianfeng couldn't help it, burst out laughing, and then laughed non-stop without temperament.

Shen Ye was so angry that his eyes turned red, and he couldn't bear it and shouted: "Han Jianfeng, what are you laughing at!"

Han Jianfeng suppressed a smile and explained: "Where did you think, the third master came to me today for business, he was injured before he came to Xueyuan."

Shen Ye was startled, and blurted out: "You mean you didn't..."

Han Jianfeng smiled and said: "Of course not. The relationship between me and the third master is just a simple relationship between the head and the manager, and there is nothing like that. Besides, I am a gentleman, and I don't have such perverted hobbies."

Shen Ye widened his eyes and said, "Are you gentle? When you forced me in, you acted like a bandit."

Han Jianfeng smiled lightly: "Who told you to be disobedient, keep walking outside, and you can't pull it back, just like a donkey."

Shen Ye said angrily: "You are the donkey."

Han Jianfeng looked at him angrily, as if he was teasing a cat with fried hair.

"Stop laughing!" Shen Ye scolded impatiently, "Open the door, I'm going back."

"You can't leave yet." Han Jianfeng stopped laughing and said seriously.

"Why!" Shen Ye let out a roar from the bottom of his heart.

"Third Master's current situation, I must keep you until dawn. If there is any unexpected situation, there will always be a guarantee with you." Han Jianfeng said calmly, raising his eyebrows: "But don't worry, the consultation fee It will definitely be thick."

"It's the job of a doctor to cure diseases and save lives, and I'm not doing it for money." Shen Ye said disdainfully, and sighed, "Forget it, I don't care about this with you, I'm sleepy and I want to sleep, you go to see He He every half an hour Yao Ting, if there is anything wrong, come and wake me up again." Turning around, she entered the bedroom, kicked off her shoes, lay on the bed without taking off her clothes, and fell asleep.

Shen Ye hadn't slept well yet, and felt that one side of the spring bed had sunk slightly, her face was itchy as if warm breath sprayed on it, she rubbed her eyes and opened reluctantly, and directly faced Han Jianfeng with a half-smile Looking at his face, he yelled in shock: "Han Jianfeng, it's the middle of the night, why are you so scary!" Suddenly, half of the sleepiness disappeared.

Han Jianfeng raised one arm to pillow under his head and said, "Anyway, I don't want to sleep tonight, Dr. Shen, why don't you chat with me."

Shen Ye said angrily: "You are sick, what do we have to talk about, I am so sleepy, don't bother me." A new wave of sleepiness hit again, Shen Ye took a breath and prepared to continue sleeping.

Han Jianfeng shook Shen Ye reluctantly: "Just chat for a while."

Shen Ye casually pulled over a soft pillow, and directly covered his face, as if he was about to suffocate himself, it seemed that he was really sleepy.

Han Jianfeng couldn't help but chuckled: "Shen Ye, quickly take the pillow down, so that you can't breathe fresh air." He stretched out his hand to pull the pillow.The two fought for a while, and it ended with Han Jianfeng's victory.

Shen Ye was so sleepy that he didn't care about 21, he simply didn't open his eyes, and said silently in his heart: "I'll sleep, I'll continue to sleep..." Sleeping was a mess.

Han Jianfeng looked at Shen Ye in a state of sleeping and waking with a funny face, with single eyelids, high nose bridge, and regular facial features. There was nothing wrong with him, and he couldn't be called outstanding, except for his two long eyebrows, which were pouting slightly in his sleep. The lips are somewhat childishly stubborn.

Han Jianfeng looked at it, couldn't help stretching out a finger, and lightly tapped on Shen Ye's smooth eyebrows, along the brows all the way down, across the face to the lips, and suddenly played tricks Xin, with an evil smile, pressed his thumb on his lips viciously, rubbing and teasing him back and forth like a teaser.

Unexpectedly, Shen Ye, who was sleeping, whispered softly, subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked Han Jianfeng's fingertips.Han Jianfeng was shocked all over, and his heart was beating wildly.Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and kissed Shen Ye's restless lips.

First he licked tentatively, the soft touch was very comfortable, and he slowly deepened the sucking, his flexible tongue gently opened the opponent's jaws, entangled with his lips and tongue.Panting to end the lingering kiss, Han Jianfeng closed his eyes, brought the tip of his nose close to Shen Ye's neck, and took a deep breath intoxicated by the fresh breath of willow leaves in spring, thinking to himself: "No wonder your name is Shen Ye, your body The smell is like the leaves, and it smells good."

This is the first time he has tasted the smell of Shen Ye. It is different from what he imagined. He thought that the pungent smell of hospital medicine is emitted from a doctor. Unexpectedly, the smell of Shen Ye is very clean, fresh and light sweet.With playfulness and curiosity, Han Jianfeng thought to himself, if this person has such a tough temper, but his lips are soft and warm, what would his body look like?

The thick kisses covered Shen Ye's neck, and he snorted hazily in his dream. Han Jianfeng's nimble and slender fingers unbuttoned Shen Ye's shirt one by one, and his thin lips continued to move downstream. Gradually kissed Shen Ye's white chest, from a gentle kiss to a fierce bite.

Shen Ye fell into a drowsy sleep, and uttered a raving sound in her sleep: "Where is the cat from, go away, go away, don't bite me, it's so itchy!" He stretched out his hand and swung Han Jianfeng away like a fly.

Han Jianfeng felt angry and funny, and took a hard bite of Shen Ye's fine white skin under his collarbone.

"Ah!" Shen Ye woke up suddenly from his sleep. At this time, he was lying on the big bed with disheveled clothes and limbs. Han Jianfeng was pressing on him, gnawing and biting at his skin exposed to the air. Startled into a cold sweat, then furious, he pushed Han Jianfeng away with all his strength, and shouted: "Han Jianfeng, what are you doing!"

Han Jianfeng sat upright on the edge of the bed calmly, and said leisurely: "Nothing, I can't sleep, I want to talk to you. Seeing that you are in a deep sleep, you can't wake up no matter how much you scream, so I have to use more stimulating methods wake you up."

Shen Ye glared at him, and growled: "There's something wrong with you! Is there someone who wakes up others like you! I don't like being hugged and chewed by men!" followed by a burst of cursing without concealment: "You bastard! , scum, the boss of a brothel!" The cursing broke out gorgeously.

Han Jianfeng smiled, stood up and made a pot of coffee, poured a cup and handed it to Shen Ye, and said softly, "You've been scolding for so long, are you thirsty?"

Shen Ye was so angry that he didn't feel sleepy at all, and just now he was so dry from cursing, and he didn't show politeness to him, just took it and drank it.

"Be careful!" Han Jianfeng's timely reminder didn't work, Shen Ye was so hot that he stuck out his tongue, and hissed inhale.

It made Han Jianfeng laugh out loud, and Shen Ye was made even angrier by his laughter, shouting: "Han Jianfeng, you hurt me!"

Han Jianfeng smiled and said, "I reminded you, who knew you were so anxious."

Shen Ye snorted coldly, lowered his head, and breathed out the fragrant and mellow steam towards the coffee, blowing with all his heart.

Han Jianfeng looked at Shen Ye with interest, and asked for a while, "Doctor Shen, have you found the person you are looking for?"

Shen Ye was startled, then put down the coffee cup dejectedly, and said in a low voice: "No." Suddenly raised his head, looked at Han Jianfeng fixedly, and said seriously: "Mr. Han, you really don't remember Xueyuan ever having A dancer named Zhang Manni?"

The color in Han Jianfeng's eyes darkened for an instant, and then he smiled calmly and said, "There are so many dancers in Xueyuan, and they all die every year. will remember so much."

Shen Ye sighed in disappointment, with undisguised sadness on his face.Han Jianfeng looked at Shen Ye and thought to himself, for such a big man, his emotions and anger are completely visible. Fortunately, his family background is good and he has money to let him study medicine. How many times to die.He stretched out his hand involuntarily, patted Shen Ye, and comforted him, "Don't worry, I'll help you find it, and you will definitely find it."

Shen Ye raised his head and looked at Han Jianfeng. His single-lidded eyes were shining brightly, as innocent as a young animal, and he said sincerely: "Thank you, I will trouble you."

Han Jianfeng's heart moved, he controlled the strength under his palm, and gently squeezed Shen Ye's shoulder: "Doctor Shen, it's time for us to go see the third master."

Shen Ye responded with an "oh", followed by getting up while Han Jianfeng went out.

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☆, high and low

After tossing and tossing in the middle of the night, when it was dawn, He Yaoting's high fever finally subsided, and he became conscious again. He still had a fever, but it turned into a low-grade fever, which was lingering and grinding.He Yaoting wobbled and barely managed to stand up, staggered down the stairs leaning on the wall, and shivered drowsily when he got into the car.In the morning, at my own strong request, thick gauze was wrapped around my arms.

When Shen Ye wrapped the gauze for him with a sullen face, she occasionally complained a few words, her eyes were full of anger, bored like an "iron-blooded warrior" who was ready to charge at any time.Han Jianfeng stood aside with dark circles under his eyes, watching with special interest, smiling like a fox with deep meaning.

When the car drove into Meixiang Bookstore, He Yaoting leaned listlessly on the back of the chair, coughed consciously or unconsciously, shivering all the way thinking to himself, "It seems that this time I really have to recuperate."

In the past few days of He Yaoting's illness, Zhao Yuzheng visited the door twice unpopularly. After three passes and five generals, he was finally able to see each other, but seeing that He Yaoting always looked half-dead, he left resentfully. .And every time Zhao Yuzheng went back, he felt depressed and uncomfortable, and felt sorry for He Yaoting, "This poor man, he just got tuberculosis. It's really hard life, he should not die."

On this day, Ye Qing brought over the accounts of foreign firms and casinos over the years, two full boxes, and He Yaoting was surrounded by the quilt, reclining on the bed, flipping through the accounts, feeling dizzy and coughing from time to time.

The bedroom door was pushed open with a creak, and He Yaoting raised his eyes to the sound of high heels hitting the floor. Sun Xingya walked in with a bowl of medicine in his hands, "Yao Ting, take your medicine."

He Yaoting smiled weakly and said, "Sister-in-law, let me check the account first, and drink it after the medicine cools down."

Sun Xingya glared at him and said, "After a while, you'll have to pour it out secretly. I boiled this bowl myself, and I have to see you drink it with my own eyes today to be at ease."

He Yaoting smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, wouldn't it be better to take western medicine, and swallow it in one gulp."

Sun Xingya frowned and said, "Foreigners' stuff treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and you have to take traditional Chinese medicine to strengthen your roots."

He Yaoting put down the account impatiently