Wife, he's cute and sweet

Even though Chu Lian was very careful, the person sitting on the ground still trembled in shock, raised his head in a daze, and looked at him with confused eyes for a moment.

"Confused?"

Chu Lian bent down and took out the book in his hand: "I'm sitting on the ground again, isn't it cool?"

Ye Xueli shook her head, and hung a pair of thin and ugly wrists around his neck: "It's a bit boring today, it's not cold."

Chu Lian picked him up and put him on the bed. With his fingers, he picked up a lock of black hair hanging from his shoulders. It was soft and smooth to the touch.

"What book is Young Master Xue reading? He is so engrossed in it."

Hearing this, Ye Xueli picked up the book next to her, and held it to his chest to show him: "It was brought to me by Lianlian last time. It's very beautiful, very beautiful! But..."

He frowned again, and his thick eyelashes fell down and fluttered twice, like the beautiful wings of a bird: "I don't know many words, and there are still many things I don't understand."

Chu Lian also just taught him to read and write recently, and he didn't have so much time to spend time with him. Ye Xueli didn't have any foundation at all, and she didn't learn things very quickly, so after so long, she just learned some simple characters.

Seeing his regretful and annoyed expression, Chu Lian sat down and brushed away his long hair falling on his cheeks with his fingers.

An overly beautiful and exquisite face appeared in front of my eyes. The face was small, and the facial features were delicate and agile. Because of the year-round lack of light, Ye Xueli's complexion showed a sickly paleness, but her pupils were pitch-black, as if reflecting The dewdrops on the tip of grass in the morning are moist and clear, and against the snow-like skin, there is a fragile and pale beauty.

He was wearing only an ill-fitting white men's shirt, which was knee-length, revealing two thin and straight legs, which were also as white as snow, and the light blue blood vessels under the thin skin were clearly visible.

There seems to be a delicate sense of brokenness on him, so pure and clean that it seems like a blasphemy to him if one takes a second look at him.

Chu Lian withdrew his fingers and picked up a set of clean and tidy clothes from the side.

Ye Xueli asked him curiously: "What is this?"

Chu Lian reached out to unbutton the clothes on his chest, lowered his eyelashes, "I'll change into the new clothes for Young Master Xue."

Ye Xueli is very thin, and the ribs on the waist are clearly visible. Chu Lian's fingertips accidentally scratched his skin, and he shrank his shoulders itchyly, with a pleasant smile: "It's so itchy..."

Chu Lian endured the turmoil in his heart, and put on new clothes for him gracefully and gently.

"Get dressed, Young Master Xue, let's get up and take a look."

Ye Xueli stood directly on the bed, pulling the shirt and the trousers underneath with her hands, pouted uncomfortably: "Uncomfortable, I don't like it, hold back."

He still likes the dress he's been wearing all the time, it's big and doesn't feel restrictive at all.

Chu Lian pulled his hand down, held it lightly in her palm, and looked up at him, "Master Xue, you must dress like this from now on, because when you go out, you will be told by others."

Ye Xueli blinked: "Go out?"

Chu Lian nodded: "I'm here to take Master Xue out today, you can leave from here, Master Xue, don't you always want to live outside, you can start from today."

Ye Xueli paused for two seconds, her clean black eyes lit up little by little, and she firmly grabbed Chu Lian's hand: "Really! Can I go out from here? Can I live outside?"

Chu Lian hardly dared to look into his eyes again, and stretched out his arms to hug him as if to escape, his voice almost choked up: "Yes."

Ye Xueli was so happy that she didn't notice what was wrong with Chu Lian at all. He pushed Chu Lian away, happily spun around on the bed, and then ran down to pack his things.

It is said to be cleaned up, but in fact, there is nothing worth taking away in this small house of a few square meters.

In addition to the few books that Chu Lian brought to him, the big shirt he had worn for many years, and a photo frame placed by the bedside.

Chu Lian saw that he held those things in his arms so preciously, and handed him a schoolbag with a smile: "Put it here, Master Xue."

Ye Xueli nodded, obediently putting everything in carefully.

After everything was ready, Ye Xueli picked up her schoolbag, looked up at him with bright eyes, excited like a child about to go on a long journey: "Lianlian, let's go."

Chu Lian stroked his hair, thought for a while, turned his head to look around, finally bent down to lift the bed sheet, and tore out a piece of cloth with all his strength.

Turning around, she waved to Ye Xueli: "Master Xue, come here."

Ye Xueli came over obediently: "Lianlian?"

Chu Lian pressed his shoulders and turned his body around, carefully brushing up his waist-length hair with his hands. Ye Xue's hair is of good quality, so smooth that it hardly needs to be combed specially. Tie it up with the cloth strips you just torn off, and tie a bow.

A little rough, but also cute.

Ye Xueli stretched out her hand to touch the back, and looked back at him strangely.

Chu Lian explained with a smile: "Without a hair tie, I can only wrong Master Xue like this first."

Ye Xueli shook her head, feeling light on her head, no longer the feeling of being surrounded by a lot of hair like before, and narrowed her eyes happily: "It's so cool, I like it like this."

Chu Lian nodded, then pulled him to sit on the bed, squatted down beside his legs, took a pair of small black leather shoes from the side, held his pale and thin ankles, and slowly put them on for him.

"Master Xue, take a few steps to see if your feet fit."

Ye Xueli stepped on the carpet, moved her toes in the shoes, and frowned uncomfortably: "I don't like it."

Chu Lian handed him a hand, and said softly, "You will get used to it slowly."

Ye Xueli looked at his hand, put it gently on it, and asked him cautiously: "Lianlian, can I really go out from here?"

Chu Lian looked into his eyes: "Yes, I will take you out now."

Ye Xueli laughed, her black eyes were clear and bright, and her pretty face shone with brilliance, as if it illuminated the dark basement.

Chu Lian took his hand and led him out of this room, out of the damp red wine cellar, looked up at the dark staircase with a deep and winding path, obviously he was going to go to the light, but his heart was full of sadness.

Clenching the hand of the person behind him tightly, Chu Lian sighed softly, and looked back at him: "Master Xue, have you memorized everything I taught you just now?"

Ye Xueli's hand was sweating from his pinching, she tilted her head and answered him: "I remember everything, I remember every sentence, don't worry."

Seeing his innocent and ignorant appearance, Chu Lian's heart felt sour, but there was nothing he could do, don't look too far away.

"Let's go up."

At the same time, in a gay bar hidden in a deep alley and only open to a few high-ranking members, near a relatively quiet corner inside, two young men of similar age were sitting opposite each other.

One of them, who seemed to have a more cheerful personality, didn't know what he heard. He stretched his head and almost spit out all the wine he just drank, and hurriedly covered his mouth that was about to cause trouble.

Although he stopped it in time, a few drops of the wine still splashed out, and then he received a cold and hesitant look from the dark light and shadow on the opposite side.

Song Yan's back felt cold, and he immediately swallowed the wine, his throat hurt from the hotness.

After drinking for a while, he raised his head and looked at the person opposite: "Brother Jue, did I hear you right, Uncle He really wants to marry you, and you still have a fucking commercial marriage?"

The man he called Brother Duke was lying on the dark sofa, holding a wine glass in his hand, the clear liquid swaying slightly, reflecting the cold light.

What is colder than the light is the aura emanating from his whole body. Because half of his body is hidden in the darkness, the light splits on his handsome face, half bright, half deep, and the black pupils are as deep as a secluded pool. Hearing Song Yan's surprised question, he just sneered.

"In his eyes, I'm just a pawn, a pawn he uses to control power and check and balance the He family's infighting. Even if he appoints a marriage, the other party will not be a famous family that can be counted today."

Knowing that Hejue and Mr. He have always been superficial fathers and sons, and they each get what they need, Song Yan is actually not particularly surprised to hear his evaluation of the marriage, but is just a little curious about who the other party of the marriage is.

With the current status of the He family, even the He Jue, whom Mr. He doesn't value very much, would definitely not pick a family that can't do anything to lower their value.

"Brother Jue, I'm so curious, which family's favorite is Uncle He picking for you?"

The apple of the eye?He Jue sneered when he heard this, and looked up at him: "It's not that the old man doesn't know about my liking for men. He knows that the marriage will definitely cause my dissatisfaction, so why would he deliberately pick a woman to add trouble to me?"

"It makes sense." Song Yan nodded: "So, which young master is it?"

He Jue looked at his gossiping face, raised his head and took a sip of his wine: "Ye family."

After Song Yan heard this, his eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously asked, "Which Ye family? Is it the Ye family of steel tycoon Ye Mingcheng?"

Hejue snorted, "Is there a second Ye family in Yancheng that deserves the name?"

Song Yan took a breath, his face turned pale in an instant, and he knocked the wine glass on the table with shaking hands: "How come, shit..."

He Jue frowned and looked at him: "Why are you crazy?"

Song Yan raised her head, pouted her mouth, and smiled uglier than crying: "Brother Jue, you may not believe me when I tell you. Do you still remember that I told you a while ago that I just had a little boyfriend?"

He Jue reacted in a second, lowered his face, and looked at him quietly.

Song Yan was afraid of him, but felt very sad in his heart. He didn't know how to react for a while, so he picked up the wine glass and gulped down again, his eyes were red from the heat, and he punched the table: "Fuck, what the hell is this?" What is it called!"

He Jue didn't expect to bring this up again, instead, he became interested for a while, leaned on the back of the chair, raised his legs, and raised his chin at him: "Are you sure that your little boyfriend is the one I want to marry? "

Song Yan smiled wryly: "I don't want him to be either, but the Ye family only has him as a precious and only child, who else can there be besides him."

Knowing that he was not joking, He Jue withdrew the smile on his face: "You can't see each other in the future."

Song Yan was still immersed in the sadness of being forced to lose his love. He felt that he was too miserable, and he said aggrievedly: "How dare I, you think too much of me, Brother Jue."

He Jue nodded, staring at the light blue liquid in the cup, his eyes were heavy: "What kind of person is this young master of the Ye family?"