"Tell me, do you still like me?" Han Lie stretched out his finger and rubbed it around her lips.

Tong Qiangqiang hesitated.

She can be silent once, but she can't be silent a second time.

Taking a deep breath, she turned her face away, "I like it...... But—"

Han Lie's fingers pinched her jaw, forcing her to look back at him, interrupting her turn, and whispering, "Qiang Qiang, stay by my side, don't go." ”

Tong Qiangqiang's eyes were red in response.

She should have asked him what he meant by that. But he had never asked her so tenderly, as if he needed her so much.

Tong Qiangqiang suddenly didn't dare to ask. She was afraid that if she asked too clearly, she would not get the answer she wanted, and she would only be more disappointed.

She stared into his eyes, and saw his eyes darken little by little, faintly rolling into rich colors.

She had seen it in his eyes. She knew that it was his lust.

Tong Qiangqiang sniffed and lightly opened his lips: "Good ......"

Han Lie held her face and pressed it down suddenly. Kissing her on the lips, with a strong and restrained feeling, overwhelmingly attacked her, so that she had nowhere to hide.

Tong Qiangqiang closed his eyes and fell into his burning deep kiss.

He used his hands and lips to scramble through her body in detail. Wave after wave, she felt that she was no longer herself, like a puddle of water, at his own pick-up, changing shape.

The experience was terrifying, painful, and joyful.

She hugged him tightly, trapped in his body, endured his demands, and fell into the vortex of chaos.

She thought that she had completely become a gambler, and she frantically bet her heart on Han Lie, obviously expecting that it might be a point of no return, or she was willing to go bankrupt.

As she was shattered, she saw a large meteor flying across the night sky above her head. A starlight rarely seen in the city......

***

Can't remember when it ended.

Tong Qiangqiang turned sideways slightly, giving Han Lie a clear position. The couch is not wide, and it is a bit crowded for two people to lie on it, but it is also intimate.

His heat was close to her, so seamlessly. The body was covered with fine and dense sweat, and the hair on the forehead was also wet, and both of them were wet and greasy.

She wanted to take a shower and go to sleep, but she was too tired to expend any more effort. She closed her eyes, leaned on his arms with her hair scattered, and under the tip of her nose was his firm and tight chest, and said in a daze: "Uncle, I still hurt ......"

At one point in the middle, she desperately flinched, but he told her that it wouldn't hurt when she got used to it. Later, it seemed that I really couldn't feel it, but now that the clouds and rain have stopped, all the pain has come back to wrap up.

Her voice was as soft as a child, with a residual cry of grievance. Han Lie looked down at her reddish tired face and the tears still stained on her eyelashes, stretched out his palm and gently stroked her round shoulder, slowly rubbed her sweaty back, and whispered, "It's good to get some sleep......

There is a convincing magic in his voice. Tong Qiangqiang put one hand on his chest. Wrapping one hand around his waist and using his chest as a pillow, he said "um" in a trance, feeling a little confused.

The time with Zhong Wenhao, she had no impression at all, and she had no feeling at all, and she remembered nothing except Zhong Wenhao running away like a ghost.

It's a completely different experience than this one.

Why...... Why...... Why......?

The brain was as chaotic as a swamp, and Tong Qiangqiang fell asleep directly with his arms in a daze.

After making sure she's asleep. Han Lie got up, put on his pants, picked up the shirt he had dropped on the ground, wrapped Tong Qiangqiang, carefully picked her up from the low couch, and walked into the elevator.

When he went down to the third floor, the waiter in white clothes and black pants was waiting at the elevator door, his head lowered in a well-trained manner, and said, "Mr. Han, the hot water in the bathroom has been put away, and the fragrance that soothes physical fatigue has been added." ”

Han Lie bowed slightly, hugged Tong Qiangqiang tightly and turned into the room on the left, hooked the door with his hind feet, and walked straight into the bathroom.

When he came out again, he and Tong Qiangqiang were a lot more refreshed. Han Lie carried her to the bed, Tong Qiangqiang immediately turned sideways and hugged the quilt, but he didn't wake up.

Han Lie lightly hooked his lips and touched her forehead. She was so tired that she fell asleep, and she didn't react when she bathed her, and she didn't know if she was sold.

Wandering his gaze, he caught a glimpse of the chair not only with clean clothes to wear when leaving, but also with an ointment on top. Han Lie stared at the ointment and narrowed his eyes, as if he could see Mai Xiuze's playful smile through it.

Looking back at Tong Qiangqiang, who had always frowned slightly on the bed, Han Lie pursed his lips, and finally took the ointment and sat back on the bed.

***

When Tong Qiangqiang woke up, she opened her eyes to a strange room, and there was no one around her, and she didn't even remember when she was carried by Han Lie from the low couch on the top floor to the bed in the room.

The sun outside the window shone in through the curtains, and I dreamed of a trance full of his fire, and his rapid gasps that fell on her ears, and the hardness of his galloping inside her.

Tong Qiangqiang lay quietly, his head was a little confused, and some details gradually became clear in the daze. She covered her face with the quilt and silently calmed down for a long time before lifting the quilt and getting out of bed.

His clothes had long been missing, Tong Qiangqiang put on the women's clothes on the chair, opened the door and went out, and the waiter stood on the porch and bowed to her respectfully: "Miss Tong, good afternoon." Mr. Han is on the top floor. ”

After saying that, he took the lead and walked to the elevator and pressed the floor for her.

The heartbeat gradually increased as the elevator slowly climbed. After arriving, Tong Qiangqiang hesitantly stepped out of the elevator. The glass roof above has an extra layer of protective cover than last night, leaving only a circle in the center, from which the sunlight will fall on the low couch.

Tong Qiangqiang's face was slightly hot, and he hurriedly turned his face away. but it bumped into Han Lie's deep eyes again.

He was sitting on a high chair at the bar, looking at her with a shallow smile, "Up?"

"Mmmm......" Tong Qiangqiang could only lower his eyes, and then stroked his hair, and quietly pinched his burning ear.

Han Lie hooked his lips and advised, "Let's eat something first." ”

Tong Qiangqiang nodded and sat down at the table.

Han Lie stood in front of the skylight next to the astronomical telescope with his wine glass, not knowing what he was thinking. Tong Qiangqiang was eating, staring at his tall and prosperous back.

Silence flowed between the two.

After a while, Tong Qiangqiang put down the tableware. Got up from the dining table, slowly walked behind Han Lie, paused slightly, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, hugged him from behind, his cheeks were tightly pressed against his back, and the urn called angrily: "Uncle......"

Han Lie tilted his head slightly, glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"Hmm......" Tong Qiangqiang nodded while leaning on his back.

Han Lie was silent, and asked again with a smile: "Does it still hurt?"

Tong Qiangqiang's face burned again not long after he calmed down, and he immediately let go of the hand around his waist. However, she turned around and walked away in shame. His wrist was grabbed by Han Lie and pulled into his arms.

"If it still hurts, I'll hug you?" Han Lie's chin was pressed against her forehead, chuckling in a low voice.

Tong Qiangqiang's scalp was really about to burn, and he grabbed the clothes on Han Lie's chest with both hands, and didn't say anything, only answered silently in his heart, as if it really didn't hurt.

Han Lie didn't continue to tease her anymore, and grabbed her waist: "Let's go, let's go home." ”

The softness in Tong Qiangqiang's heart was inexplicably bumped by the words "we go home", and a slight sour feeling brewed in his nose, and he hurriedly restrained it in time without moving.

After returning to the apartment, the pork belly couldn't wait to pounce on Han Lie's feet, ha, sticking out his tongue, as if coquettish, Tong Qiang and Qiang had some illusions to see the pitiful baba on its face.

Thinking about it, it seemed to be the first time that it had been left alone in the apartment for a whole day from yesterday afternoon to the present - even when she and Han Lie went to Sydney before, it was accompanied by Ah Hua.

After feeding the pork belly, Han Lie went back to the room to change his clothes and came out, patting Tong Qiangqiang on the back of the head: "I'm going to the company." Come back later. Ah Hua is not here these days, and she has to cook and eat by herself when she is hungry. Or order your own takeout. ”

In fact, Tong Qiangqiang sometimes always felt that he was treating her like a child, but she also enjoyed the care he revealed for her every time he told her. After a pause, she reached out and pressed Han Lie's collar: "I know." ”

Han Lie flicked her forehead with his fingers: "Dismantle the suitcase in your room." ”

Tong Qiangqiang nodded obediently.

Han Lie touched her face, and finally said, "You can continue to rest." I feel like your feet are still soft when you walk. ”

Tong Qiangqiang: "......"

She only admitted in her heart that she did still feel soft and weak, and she didn't use much strength.

After Han Lie left, she went into the bathroom to take a shower, and the more she looked at the traces he left, the more ashamed she became, and hurriedly flushed the foam and came out, lying down on the bed, but she fell asleep in a few seconds.

In the dream, it was a spring dream that had not entered the country for a long time. The fingers are thin calluses, and the belly is warm and coarse. The difference is that this time this man is no longer just stroking, but pressing on her body and constantly cultivating. She felt like she was half in heaven and half in hell, one second in pleasure to death, the next in pain.

Little by little, little by little, the man's blurred face became clearer, little by little.

She didn't dare to blink in her dream, and finally, she saw Han Lie.

Tong Qiangqiang opened his eyes suddenly, sat up from the bed, covered his chest with a violent heartbeat, sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help but smile on his lips. Even if it was just a dream, she still hoped it was Han Lie. Fortunately, it was Han Lie.

At this time, his ears caught the movement of opening the door from outside, and Tong Qiangqiang immediately got out of bed. Unable to find the slippers for a while, she was in a hurry to go out to see Han Lie, so she simply ran out barefoot.

In the living room, a strange woman held the handle of the suitcase, dodging the barking of the pork belly in a little panic, and complained in her mouth: "Han Lie, take it away! When did you get a dog again? Why didn't you talk to me——"

The other party raised his head, and the moment his eyes met Tong Qiangqiang, the words stopped abruptly, and at the same time, the expression on his face changed to a face full of doubt.

Tong Qiangqiang paused for a moment. The joy on his face quickly faded, and he looked at each other in a daze.

He is in his early twenties, with canvas shoes, jeans, a thin shirt, and a hat on his head. She is delicate, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and her bright appearance, coupled with her voice when she spoke, she looks even more delicate.

Before Tong Qiangqiang could speak, the other party had already raised his sharp eyebrows and asked, "Who are you? Why are you in Han Lie's house?!"

Tong Qiangqiang's throat seemed to be sticky, and he suddenly couldn't open his mouth - the other party came in by himself with a fingerprint lock, indicating that he and Han Lie not only knew each other, but also had a close relationship.

Such a woman, Tong Qiangqiang can only think of one. It was the owner of the other guest bedroom. That Mr. Smith used to say "MissZeng", right?

She stepped forward as if to catch Tong Qiangqiang, but the pork belly was still between the two, barking at her so hard that she retreated, so she didn't dare to approach.

Tong Qiangqiang hurriedly squatted down and hugged the pork belly, and followed its hair: "Shhh, don't make trouble, it's not a stranger." After a while, the neighbor was going to complain. ”

The pork belly gave her enough face today, coaxed it twice, and it really didn't bark obediently, whimpered twice and rubbed it in her arms, and then completely quieted down.

When Tong Qiangqiang got up again, he saw the woman's strange eyes staring at the pork belly, as if she had fallen into some memory.

Tong Qiangqiang rubbed his hands and asked cautiously, "May I ask ...... you are?"

The other party looked back at Tong Qiangqiang, his expression was very unkind, and he didn't answer Tong Qiangqiang, he only took out his mobile phone, dialed the number, and said to that side after a while: "Han Lie, I'm back, and I'm at your house now." ”

***

The wait is incomparably long and painful.

Tong Qiangqiang sat in the corner of the sofa uneasily, watching the woman easily use the key to open the room that was locked by Han Lie. The other party is familiar with this place as if it were her home.

She swayed, like a long-lost master patrolling her residence. Then I saw the pork belly sleeping, and it seemed that I wanted to get closer.

But she had only taken two steps, and the pork belly opened her eyes vigilantly, stood up from its nest, shook off the flesh all over her body, walked in front of Tong Qiangqiang, and jumped into Tong Qiangqiang's arms.

The woman immediately glared at Tong Qiangqiang and returned to the room in a rather angry manner.

Tong Qiangqiang hugged the pork belly and followed its fur uncertainly.

At this moment, there was movement on the door, and Tong Qiangqiang immediately stood up from the sofa. I saw Han Lie walking in from the entrance. She called in a low voice: "Uncle......"

But listening to the excited "Han Lie!" completely overshadowed her voice. A pretty figure quickly ran out of it and threw herself directly into Han Lie's arms, hanging her arms around Han Lie's neck, and said with a smile: "I'm back! I'm back! I'm finally back! I'm surprised, right?"

Han Lie frowned, "Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"Agreed, of course I agreed! Didn't I tell you last time that the doctor said I was recovering well? I didn't tell you in advance just to surprise you! I begged Connie for a long time before she reluctantly agreed not to reveal the news of my return!"

Her tone was still excited, but Han Lie's brows tightened more and more, and he grabbed her vine-like hand that was getting tighter and tighter: "Stand up straight, Zeng Hao!"

Zeng Hao was startled by Han Lie's tone, and let go of his hand timidly.

The pork belly in Tong Qiangqiang's arms jumped to the ground at this time. Slipped to Han Lie's feet, two front paws pounced on his knees.

Zeng Hao on the side was so frightened that he dodged away: "Han Lie, where did you find such a dog again?"

Han Lie bent down and touched the head of the pork belly, picked it up, walked up to Tong Qiangqiang, handed the pork belly back to her, and said in a low voice, "I'll deal with her first." I'll have something to tell you later. ”

Tong Qiangqiang stiffened his back, feeling that Han Lie's voice seemed to be floating from a distance, and nodded with a stiff neck.

Han Lie habitually patted the back of her head, turned his head to Zeng Hao and said, "You come with me." ”

Zeng Hao affectionately grabbed Han Lie's arm. Pull him to her room: "Just right, come and see, I bought you a lot of gifts!"

The movement of the two disappeared as the door closed. Tong Qiangqiang sat on the sofa with her buttocks, as if there was a whole train in her head "clanging" non-stop, making her almost split, and finally only a few words were left to echo constantly: The main lord is back...... The Lord has returned...... The Lord has returned......

A long time ago, he had vaguely noticed that there was a woman who seemed to be extremely important to Han Lie. However, during this time, she fell into his tenderness, and was bewitched by him again and again, intentionally or unintentionally, and put this matter aside for the time being.

Can ...... now

Her love ship has just set sail, but it sank so quickly......

***

In the room, Zeng Hao excitedly turned out the gifts he bought for Han Lie in the suitcase one by one, shirt, razor, cuffs, tie, almost half of the space of her suitcase, and said while flipping through: "We haven't seen each other for a long time." Every time I miss you, I buy you a gift, but I don't actually buy it at all—"

"It's good. Han Lie interrupted her, his expression a little serious: "Are you sure that the doctor approved your discharge? Why wasn't he particularly optimistic when I spoke to the doctor last time?"

Zeng Hao was stunned and straightened his waist. Half-smiling, half-smiling, he said, "What's wrong with you, why don't you seem to be happy that I'm coming back at all?"

Han Lie said to Zeng Hao in a cold voice: "What is your specific situation, I will call the doctor and Connie in a moment! You are arrogant and run back alone, have you ever considered the feelings of other people? What should you do if you suddenly fall ill after such a long time on the plane or on the road? When will you be able to get rid of your bad habit of acting willfully?"

Hearing the concern in his tone, Zeng Hao regained his smiling face, and reached out childishly to pull the hem of Han Lie's clothes: "Okay, I know it's wrong, isn't this good? Be sure to be with you next time. ”

Han Lie grimaced. Noncommittal.

But Zeng Hao knew that he was angry, and pretended to be unintentional and teased: "I haven't even asked you when the golden house hides Jiao?"

Han Lie's eyes sank slightly: "I will formally introduce you to each other in a while." You can pack up your things first. ”

After saying that, Han Lie opened the door and walked out, Zeng Hao's fingers were quietly clenched, and a layer of frost was shrouded in his face.

Han Lie returned to the living room and found that there was only pork belly left, and Tong Qiangqiang was not there, so he knocked on her bedroom door.

Answering weakly from inside, Han Lie turned the doorknob and walked in, just as he saw Tong Qiangqiang curled up on the bed with his knees in his hands, staring blankly in a certain direction.

Han Lie took advantage of the situation and looked over. Seeing her suitcase in the corner, she couldn't help but squint: "Didn't you let you disassemble the suitcase?"

Tong Qiangqiang's gaze moved to Han Lie's face in response, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

Han Lie walked to the side of the bed, sat down, put his arm around her shoulder, moved her closer to him, and frowned: "What are you doing?"

Tong Qiangqiang thought that Han Lie must have asked knowingly, held back his tears, and asked, "Don't you have something to say to me?" ”

Han Lie pinched her chin and looked left. Look to the right: "I think you should first tell what is buried in your heart." ”

Tong Qiangqiang raised his fist and smashed it on Han Lie's shoulder: "You are the worst man I have ever met!"

Han Lie held Tong Qiangqiang's wrist: "Why am I broken?"

Tong Qiangqiang choked: "You...... You're stepping on two boats!"

After the words came out, Tong Qiangqiang found that she took herself too seriously. Han Lie hadn't confirmed the relationship between them with her from beginning to end, so how could he get the argument of stepping on two boats?

Sure enough, I heard Han Lie say, "When did I have two boats?"

"I'm sorry, yes, it's me who is self-righteous again......" Tong Qiangqiang's lips trembled lightly, trying to break free of Han Lie's hand, "I want to go." ”

Han Lie held his grip tighter and raised his eyebrows: "You only promised not to leave last night?"

Tong Qiangqiang looked at his dark eyes, and the water began to fall: "Aren't you, you, and your girlfriend all back?

Tong Qiangqiang raised the back of his hand and wiped his tears, and couldn't help muttering again: "Do you always like old cows to eat tender grass, and try to find young girls, so as to coax and deceive?"

Han Lie's eyes darkened: "So what do you mean." Am I an old cow, do you think I'm old?"

Tong Qiangqiang: "......"

"A young girl who is easy to coax and deceive?" Han Lie squinted at her, and then sneered, "You do belong to this column. ”

Tong Qiangqiang's tears fell even more in an instant.

Seeing this, Han Lie lost his interest in continuing to tease her: "Do you think Zeng Hao is my girlfriend?"

Tong Qiangqiang replied with silence.

Han Lie hugged Tong Qiangqiang's neck and pulled her to his chest: "No. She's just one of my ...... Little sister ......"

Tong Qiangqiang was stunned.

Han Lie's fingers rubbed against the back of her neck: "The specific situation is a bit complicated. Wait a while...... I'll tell you when I have a chance. Qiangqiang, every time you say what I say, you believe it, but before I say it, you are always-"

"I'm sorry. Tong Qiangqiang wrapped his backhand around his waist, tightly.

In this relationship, she is always the one who looks up, and she can't complain that she always suffers from gains and losses.

Before she could say or ask, there was a knock on the door from outside: "Han Lie Han Lie! Are you inside?

It is the voice of the past.