CHAPTER XLIV

From the depths of the villa came the sound of a series of things falling to the ground, and a terrible roar. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 As soon as Ji Qinnan stepped into the door, he heard such a harsh voice, his footsteps paused, frowned, took off his coat, and asked the housekeeper on the side: "What's the matter?" The housekeeper buried his head and put away his coat, "Young Master Wen has been like this for a day, and Mr. Qin ordered that he would not be allowed to go in." ”

Ji Qinnan pursed his lips and strode upstairs. This Qin Ge, let him come to heal, he is good, and he makes people's emotions even bigger.

When he arrived at the door of the room, he pushed open the door and saw Qin Ge and Wen Han on the ground in a posture of up and down, and Qin Ge was looking at the people on the ground with a playful expression. Ji Qinnan felt a dull pain in his temples and closed his eyes deeply, "What are you doing?"

Hearing this, Qin Ge got up, sat aside, raised his eyebrows at Ji Qinnan, and snapped his fingers: "Yo, you're back so early?" Wen Han looked at him defensively, saw Ji Qinnan, moved to his place, wrapped himself in his clothes, and gasped for breath. Ji Qinnan squatted down, patted him on the shoulder with relief, and whispered, "It's okay." ”

Qin Ge looked at him with a funny expression: "Why are you like a calf protector?"

Ji Qinnan's movements paused, and he glanced at him angrily, "I don't want to know what your treatment is, but you are a psychiatrist, please don't do useless things." ”

Qin Ge stood up on the ground and straightened out his messy clothes, he did a lot of work today, the workload was more than usual, he probably understood Wen Han's situation in the past few days, budgeted it, and it didn't take much time, but looking at Ji Qinnan's attitude, he decided to stay for a while.

"Don't worry, he's fine. After speaking, Qin Ge glanced at Wen Han, who was stunned, avoiding his gaze, he showed a smile and waved his hand, "Goodnight." ”

After he left, Ji Qinnan sighed helplessly, "Okay, don't be afraid, he's gone, you should rest early." ”

Wen Han nodded obediently and slowly stood up, and Ji Qinnan also got up, touched his head and went out. Looking at his back, Wen Han lowered his eyes and took off the sweater on his body, inside was a white shirt, but the shirt had been stained with blood, his movements were too big, and he tore open the scab that was hard to form the wound, and began to bleed again. He has been punishing himself in this way in the past few days when he came to Ji's house, and it was he who caused his sister to leave the world.

He had to do something to make up for it, even if he had no emotions now except for the pain when he first saw her silent, all of it was venting, no emotional catharsis, I don't know why.

He walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, hot water gushed out, drenched on his body, a sharp pain, he gritted his teeth, wiped the water on the mirror, looked at himself covered in bruises, and suddenly thought of a sentence. It was said by a very nasty boy at school.

He said, "Wen Han, you are in good shape. ”

Your body.

It's beautiful.

"Huh-" sneered. The shower was picked up, and the water was sprayed all over the mirror, blurring the figure above.

Song Ze opened the refrigerator, saw the things piled up inside, got up and looked at Fang Ke who was sitting on the sofa, he was watching the news. Recently, he is often at home because it is almost the Chinese New Year, and the company is not busy? He also often goes out to buy vegetables and cook, and I don't see that his skills are not bad.

"Aren't you going out tomorrow?"

Fang Ke said "um" casually, but the movements in his hands stopped, "Song Ze, you come over for a moment." ”

"Huh?" Song Ze took the orange juice, took an extra bottle of soda and walked over, handed him the water, and sat next to him: "What's wrong?"

"My company went bankrupt. A long time ago. Fang Ke looked into her eyes and said word by word.

Song Ze took a sip of orange juice, his eyes rolled aimlessly, "Hmm, then what?"

"No more. Fang Ke looked at her reaction, and smiled in a blink of an eye, "In the future, I will be a househusband at home, you can't dislike me." ”

"Hmm. Song Ze bit the mouth of the can, "Otherwise, let's set up a new studio, right?"

"Do it again?" Fang Ke really didn't expect Song Ze to still have this heart, he thought that she would be surprised and worried about him, but he never thought that she would discuss with him like an adult whether she could set up a new studio. She was sensible, he knew, but she was too precocious.

"Yes, am I good at investing?" Song Ze stuck out his tongue mischievously after speaking.

Fang Ke laughed, wrinkled his nose, and hooked the bridge of her nose: "Little guy, how much deposit do you have to invest?"

Song Ze pretended to think, "There are probably tens of thousands of yuan." However, the cost on Andy's side is about 100,000 yuan. ”

"Oh? Fang Ke also pretended to be very serious, the gloom in his eyes was fleeting, he had to start over, it was easy to say, it was difficult to say, he had no intention of starting over, but since she proposed it, he could also think about it, on the side of funds, he didn't have to think too much about it at all, it was not because he gave up Qiyao because of lack of funds, but because he felt that even if he had enough funds, he couldn't save its fate.

Song Ze, it's good that you don't dislike me.

Song Ze learned from his way to himself, reached out and touched his head, Fang Ke pulled her hand down and put it on his mouth and dropped a kiss, Song Ze paused, and his face immediately turned crimson. His lips were soft, making her heart palpitate, and she didn't even know when he took the drink from her hand and put it on the table, and when she came to her senses, she had already been invaded.

This is the first time since the last time that the two have been so close. Song Ze didn't like this feeling very much, and uncontrollably softened his hands and feet, and fell into his tenderness uncontrollably.

She put her hands around his neck and responded to his kiss, should she let go of herself and accept him wholeheartedly? Fang Ke bit by little from his lips to his chin to his neck, biting finely, men generally can't control their emotions for the people they like, now that they are engaged, he doesn't need to care so much, but he still wants to get her consent, he has no machismo, he has always regarded Song Ze as a child, he thinks he can spoil her more.

Fang Ke's hand caressed her waist and pulled her clothes open, his hand was warm, getting hotter and hotter, and it was still a little fire on her body, causing her to exclaim, but it turned into a small moan in his kiss.

The night was slightly cool, but the room was slowly heating up.

Fang Ke, I give myself to you, you have to treat me well.

Song Ze, I will take care of you, a lifetime is too long, I will only say sixty years.