Dumb painter giants grudge

He Shishen put Wen Rang into the bathtub, and the warm water immediately enveloped half of Wen Rang.

The comfortable water heat makes the whole body active, and the numbness in the body has completely subsided.

He Shishen half-kneeled by the bathtub, watching Wen Rang kept pouring water on his face.

Wen Rang frustrates and washes his arms, neck, ears, every place that Song Li touched, wishing to rub the skin to pieces.

Frustrated and frustrated, tears fell and melted in the water in the bath.

"It's okay, it's okay." He Shishen clasped the other's wrists, "It's my fault, I'm late."

Instead, Wen Rang grabbed the other party's collar, and with all his might, he unbuttoned He Shishen's white coat, and the buttons snapped open and fell in all directions.

"Smell makes you..."

The words were blocked, He Shishen's lower lip was bitten by Wen Rang, and when He Shishen wanted to kiss back, Wen Rang shrank back.

He Shishen immediately stripped off his clothes, and thumped into the bathtub.

Water splashed everywhere, and Wen Rang took the initiative to kiss He Shishen for the first time.

Now, it was He Shishen's turn to get stressed.

Before Jiang Lele's matter was settled, He Shishen quickly turned on the shower, and the hot water poured down, covering his whole body, before He Shishen dared to kiss Wen Rang who was close to him.

Rather than taking the initiative, it would be better to say that he couldn't wait, Wen Rang sat on He Shishen's bed with his chest bent, and Wen Rang put his hands on each other's shoulders, leaning on each other.

He Shishen responded enthusiastically and eagerly to every match, passed every piece that was popular by Wen Rang, the two kissed each other, and when he was confused, Wen Rang held He Ershen.

"Le..."

Two people haven't had sex for a long time, and this will feel more new and exciting instead.

"Wen Rang..." He Shishen snorted, "Mmm..."

"en..." Wen Rang also hummed.

The two looked at each other in the mirror from time to time, one was full of unconcealable *satisfaction, and the other was full of charm in Cheng%2F*huan.

It is very rare for Wen Rang to take the initiative to cater to the other party, not to mention that he does not hide any voices like this.

If Wen Rang could speak, he might also keep duplicity saying: "No*..."

After coming out of the bathroom, Wen made the whole person a little dying.

He Shishen carried him back to the bed, wiped his hair with a towel, and Wen Rang leaned on He Shishen's shoulder weakly.

After blowing his hair, He Shishen asked the other party to lie down, smelling a little tired, squinting his eyes and panting.

"It's okay." He Shishen pecked at the corner of the other's mouth, "No one will bully you again in the future."

Wen Rang slowly opened his eyes, and looked at He Shishen.

"How about you, I like you, I love you forever, I don't have to do this kind of thing to prove something to me, understand." He Shishen fondled Wen Rang's temple hair in every possible way.

Indeed, the reason why Wen Rang was so proactive was somewhat difficult.

Wen Rang gestured for the phone with his hand, and He Shishen immediately understood and took his mobile phone to the other party.

Wen Rang half-closed his eyes, typed, and after typing, handed the phone to the other party, then turned sideways and closed his eyes, pretending to sleep.

【I didn't do anything with him. 】

After He Shishen finished watching, his heart felt hot, and he immediately climbed on top of the other party, "I know, I know."

He Shishen didn't dare to think about this matter, and he didn't dare to ask, but he was already ready to accept any possibility.

After the explanation, Wen Rang felt that the guilt in his heart was much less. This night, the two of them slept peacefully like before.

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Time went back to the other side, Jiang Lele almost went crazy when he watched He Shishen leave the wine terrace.

"He knows, He Shishen knows, it's over...what to do, what to do..." Jiang Lele sat on the ground with legs bent, trembling all over.

"How to do how to do……"

Jiang Lele shook her hands to pick up her pants, took out her mobile phone, and made a call.

"Hey, Han Shuo, where are you..."

When Han Shuo arrived in a panic, he saw only shards of glass and a weeping Jiang Lele.

"What's the matter, what happened!" Han Shuo jumped over the shards of glass, picked up Jiang Lele who was on the ground, and put him on the sofa.

"What should I do... What should I do..." Jiang Lele was crying, feeling very pitiful.

Han Shuo panicked, "What happened? Did someone bully you? Why are you here?"

"The person I like doesn't like me..." Jiang Lele was even a little crazy, as if she was delirious.

"I like you, Lele, I like you." Han Shuo said seriously, wiping away two lines of tears from the other party.

Jiang Lele felt extremely wronged, so she just shrank into the other party's arms and cried aloud.

Han Shuo didn't get a result when he asked, and let the other party cry for a long time, until Jiang Lele was tired from crying, then he let Han Shuo go and stood up.

This hot and cold attitude made Han Shuo uncomfortable, so he could only follow Jiang Lele out of the wine terrace in a daze.

The two walked one after the other for a while before Jiang Lele turned to him and said, "Han Shuo, can I go to your house?"

Han Shuo didn't hear clearly at first, but he quickly replied happily, "Yes!"

Jiang Lele had never been to Han Shuo's house before, and he didn't bother to go, but he was afraid that He Shishen would really come to revenge him.

Han Shuo's house is big, clean and bright, it's a bit empty to live alone.

"I'm a little tired, can we go to sleep?" Jiang Lele asked as soon as he entered the door.

"Huh?" Han Shuo couldn't believe it, "Well, good."

Entering the bedroom, Han Shuo felt a little unnatural, as if staying overnight for the first time.

Jiang Lele quickly took off his clothes. Han Shuo was terrified and stood beside the bed a little bit dullly.

"Huh?" Jiang Lele changed his clothes as if he was serving the emperor.

Jiang Lele's eyes were still red and swollen from crying, which would make her flatter, but bewildered instead.

"I'm in a bad mood today, you *me*, I allow you*, you can do whatever you want."

Jiang Lele leaned on the head of the bed with her elbows in a daze.

"Lele, you are not a toy, and you should not treat yourself as a toy. I love you and I want to respect you." Han Shuo pulled the quilt over to cover the opponent's legs.

These words and deeds deeply poked Jiang Lele's heart and woke him up.

For a long time, Jiang Lele sent himself out again and again in order to achieve his goal. In the eyes of others, he may be a *toy.

He Shishen looked down on him, and now he even wanted to take revenge on him, but only Han Shuo respected him.

"I don't love you, your respect is useless to me." Jiang Lele was sober, but disrespectful.

"No..." Han Shuo didn't expect Jiang Lele to say it so bluntly, "No."

Jiang Lele hung on to the other party, "I've never liked you, you don't treat me as a toy, but I treat you as a tool."

"Don't say that, it's not."

"I don't want to hear your affectionate tone, I'm a cheap person." Jiang Lele kissed the corner of Han Shuo's mouth.

Han Shuo was a little angry, "Don't say that about yourself, I don't like it when you say that."

"I'm that kind of person, and I don't want to hide it from you anymore. I've slept with many people." Jiang Lele let go of her again, and leaned against the pillow.

Han Shuo's heart skipped a beat, "I don't care."

"I had sex with He Zongli's interviewer, and in his car, I had sex with..."

"do not talk."

Jiang Lele's words were interrupted, and Han Shuo's face was cold, embarrassing.

"So, do you believe it?" Jiang Lele said interestingly.

"I said, I don't care." Han Shuo was serious and stubborn.

Jiang Lele finally confessed as if he had heard some joke, "What if I said that I approached you to get close to He Shishen?"

Han Shuo remained motionless, lowered his head, and said after a long time, "I know."

"..." Jiang Lele was a little taken aback, "You know?"

Han Shuo raised his head to look at him, his eyes full of helplessness, "I saw it a long time ago."

"Then you know...why." Jiang Lele didn't know what was wrong.

"Because... I like you very much, I don't care." Han Shuo smiled wryly.

Jiang Lele was in a mess again, "Don't say these things, I don't want to hear them!"

"If, if I met you earlier, you, would you like me first." Han Shuo lowered his head.

Jiang Lele suddenly couldn't say a word, and it was only then that he realized that Han Shuo was more serious than he thought.

"However, if it was earlier, we probably wouldn't have a chance." Han Shuo wailed, "Lele, I don't want to hide it from you either."

Jiang Lele: "What."

Han Shuo raised his head to look at him, and said apologetically, "Actually, I had a good relationship with Song Li before."

"!" Jiang Lele was terrified as if she had missed the stairs.

"I'm sorry, I didn't confess to you before." Han Shuo looked down at the quilt again, "It happened many years ago, and I have settled with him. Now I only have you in my heart."

Jiang Lele would feel that she was sick. She had already kept saying that she didn't like Han Shuo, but she was very angry when she knew that Song Li had a good time with him.

Jiang Lele had always thought that Han Shuo had no one else around him, and he couldn't accept that he would suddenly learn about this kind of thing.

"You and Song Li are on good terms? How can you be good to him!" Jiang Lele immediately became mad without any concealment.

Han Shuo was happy to see the other party's reaction, "Lele, are you jealous? Huh?"

"Fuck you! How can you have a good time with someone like Song Li!" Jiang Lele angrily punched Han Shuo's chest, "You, have you ever had sex with him!"

Han Shuo covered the place where he was beaten, "Yes, what happened?"

"I said!" Jiang Lele gritted her teeth, "Have you ever fucked?!"

Asked this, Han Shuo was inevitably embarrassed, but he still confessed: "I have."

This answer put Jiang Lele's last line of defense on the line. He originally thought that Han Shuo belonged entirely to him, but he never thought that Han Shuo once belonged to someone else. Jiang Lele's sick thinking made Jiang Lele lose his mind.

Jiang Lele pushed the other party, leaned over and kissed the other party. Compared with the previous sex, now Jiang Lele only has possessive desire that cannot be concealed, "You can only be nice to me! How can you be nice to others when you are a ****! You are still with me Someone else fucked it!"

Han Shuo rolled over and put Jiang Lele under him, "You're jealous."

"I do not have!"

The two couldn't wait to kiss passionately, and the couch made a humming sound.