Sick young master is addicted to sticking to me

After Yao Jinchen was beaten a few days ago, he lived a cautious life. He felt that his life was stable these few days, so he started to spend time and drink again.

It is true that he has a beautiful wife and a lovely little daughter in his family, and his life is considered harmonious, but well, he just can't control his lower body and always wants to find some excitement.

Finding a man is an advantage. You don't have to worry about them getting pregnant, and you can satisfy his various fantasies. The most important thing is that even if she really did something to those men, those men generally just swallow their anger and won't go call the police.

It is rare for him to meet someone who tortured him like Wei Mingyang to the point where he would lie in bed for three days without daring to tell his family. This kind of thing will never happen again.

So today, Yao Jinchen called several good-looking men to serve him in the small private room, and planned to spend a good night in the gentle village to cheer up his spirits.

But what he didn't expect was that before he could even touch his thigh, the door of the box over there was kicked open.

"Who are you?" Yao Jinchen stood up from his chair in fright. After seeing Ye Minghong, he swallowed subconsciously, "This, isn't this Young Master Ye? What wind blows you coming."

"I heard that Vice President Yao has not stayed at home honestly for the past two days, so I came to express condolences. After all, Vice President Yao was injured last time, and I am somewhat responsible."

"Responsibility? No, no, it doesn't exist, hahaha."

Yao Jinchen smiled awkwardly, and finally turned his attention to the two people behind Ye Minghong. When he saw Yue Han, he showed a shocked expression, "He, why..."

"Him?" Ye Minghong looked at Yuehan, turned his head and smiled at Yao Jinchen, "Vice President Yao, these two are my friends, we came here for a few drinks together, I didn't expect to meet you here, too Coincidentally."

"This, coincidence, coincidence?"

Yao Jinchen looked at the door of the box that was kicked open, and looked at Yuehan who looked at him silently. He always felt that things were not as simple as they seemed.

"I think it's quite a coincidence. As for whether you feel it or not, it's definitely not in the scope of my concern."

There are more and more things that are wrong inside and outside the words, Yao Jinchen couldn't hold back anymore, and said directly: "What are you guys trying to do, I didn't mess with you this time."

"You didn't provoke me, but you did provoke Yue Han."

"Who is Yuehan?"

"Vice President Yao is really a noble man who forgets things." Yue Han walked in front of Yao Jinchen, "You are so warm to me on the island, and you still want me to be your mistress, forget me now?"

"You, you, are you Yuehan?"

Yao Jinchen's eyes widened for a moment. He knew about the young master of the Wei family. The young master of the Wei family liked a man named Yue Han five years ago, but that man was blown to death by the enemy with a boat.

"How is it possible, the report said that you were killed by the bomb, you..."

Yue Han sat on the chair very unclely, stretched his legs, and put them directly on the table, "I am standing in front of you alive now. Therefore, the lie of being bombed to death should be self-defeating. "

"Then what about you at that time, why did you let me take you..."

"I lost my memory at that time, and wanted you to take me out to find my family, but you wanted me to be a mistress, and you even said I was indiscreet in front of my lover."

Yue Han took the cigarette that Zheng Ming handed over, lit it up, held it between his hands, took a sip, and then slowly spit it out, "Vice President Yao, you still have to be responsible for telling rumors."

"I didn't know you were Yue Han, and, moreover, if Wei Mingyang didn't find you through me!"

"Yeah, I really should thank you for this matter." Yue Han took another drag on his cigarette, and then pressed the cigarette end firmly on the ashtray, "But it's impossible for me to just sow up the relationship between me and the young master. By the way, I also heard that you want to rape our young master?"

"No, this is really nothing, I..."

"Didn't you follow him into the private room?"

"It's me, but..."

"Didn't you jump on him?"

"Indeed, but..."

"Then what's the point?" Yue Han put his hands on the table, and turned the table over in one fell swoop, "Are you saying you stick your face over and let me hit you, or I go and hit you."

"This, is there a difference?"

At this time Yao Jinchen was extremely weak, pitiful and helpless, why would he not provoke anyone but these two people who he couldn't?

"There is no difference, at most it is a difference between passive and active, but it seems that you don't want to come up and call me."

Yue Han grinned, and smiled wildly. He stepped forward and grabbed Yao Jinchen's collar, "How dare you touch him!? I can't even bear to touch him!"

As he said that, he punched him.

Yao Jinchen was beaten so badly, he just came out of the hospital, and went in again not long after. Fortunately, this time he was only beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and his life was spared, otherwise he would really be ashamed to see others.

"Yao Jinchen! I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, and I married you blindly!"

On the second day of hospitalization, Yao Jinchen, who could barely move his whole body, received a divorce agreement from his wife, as well as countless photos of him messing around with men.

Looking at these photos, Yao Jinchen almost lost his breath. How can he not get his shoes wet when he often walks by the river? He did it himself.

……

On the other side, early in the morning, Wei Mingyang frowned while holding Yue Han's hand, "Han Han, why are your hands so red?"

"Oh, it's okay, maybe I didn't turn on the light when I went to the bathroom last night, and accidentally bumped into it."

"Does it hurt?" Wei Mingyang stared at him with big wet eyes.

Yue Han felt that his heart had been stabbed with an arrow, so he covered his heart, put his hand next to Wei Mingyang's mouth and said, "Then why don't you, young master, sterilize me?"

"You're really a stickler."

"It's fine if you don't disinfect it, I'll find Ah Miao." As soon as he finished speaking, the young master bit the back of his hand, leaving a row of teeth marks.

Yue Han felt his heart itch in an instant, "Little goblin, she's so big, she's still seductive."

"Don't you just like me like this?" Wei Mingyang blinked at him, and leaned over...