If because of his current style, Chu Huai'an is far away from him, it will be too much to lose.

Huai'an, Xiao Huai'an, I know you don't remember me, but I remember you.

This time, I won't let you leave me again, no, this time I won't let me lose you for any reason.

At night, there were only two people in the night house, Ye Buchen and Chu Huai'an, Chu Huai'an had already said good night to Ye Buchen and returned to a room specially reserved for him in the night house.

This is the unique treatment of Chu Huai'an. The rest, no more.

However, Chu Huai'an didn't know what Ye Buchen was thinking. He has always believed that Ye Buchen is the kind of person who wanders outside the world, of course, except for a certain time when he is abnormal, he will do something to him. However, it will only be confined for a while, and the night will not go too far.

Chu Huai'an, in fact, I really hoped that Ye Buchen would do too much, but no, the first time, he thought that Ye Buchen was going to kiss him, but he only got closer for a while and returned to his original state, the second time, the third time he was numb... Including, sometimes when Ye Buchen learns to call him Chu Chu at night, he can't have any waves in his heart anymore.

In the silence of the night, Ye Buchen was alone downstairs with a wine glass and drinking, lying on the sofa, leaning on the back of the sofa with one hand wide open, his eyes narrowing slightly, looking at the leftmost room upstairs, his scarlet tongue stretched out and licked his lips, licking the red wine around his mouth.

If the daytime Ye Buchen is a god, an immortal that no one can approach, then the night of the night is a fallen angel, although it is a fallen angel, but the unstained earthly breath on the body is still there, and it is not degenerate, only a little more breath of existence in the human world.

Ye Buchen was born good-looking, whether he was a pampered young master, or a powerful family member, the cold aura on his body always existed, and that face was even harder because of the change in his identity.

The years have carved a mark on the water chestnut of Ye Buchen, adding a bit of evil nirvana to him, and there will always be a faint smile on his lips, such a night Buchen is Chu Huai'an's favorite look.

Ye Buchen moved, he put down the wine glass in his hand, walked steadily, and walked up the stairs, it stands to reason that Ye Buchen's bedroom is on the third floor, and he should keep walking, but he went to the corner of the second floor.

His purpose was very clear, and he walked straight to the leftmost room before he stopped, his broad hand gripping the doorknob.

...

Chu Huai'an was sleeping Zhengxiang, but there was suddenly a hard object on his body, which pressed his chest uncomfortably, and he couldn't breathe, Chu Huai'an opened his eyes, and suddenly met those sharp eyes, "Sir?" Chu Huai'an whispered.

Ye Buchen looked at the red and moved, he was a little dissatisfied, his mouth was sticked, and he finally couldn't move, well, it looked much more comfortable.

However, this thing is soft and sweet, like the candy that Xiao Huai'an gave him!

Sure enough, in the next second, Chu Huai'an's limbs stiffened, and the stunned boss looked at Ye Buchen, as if to say, how can you be like this, you...

Chu Huai'an's face was dyed crimson, he thought about it countless times Ye Buchen treated him like this, but it was a very beautiful scene, not a very rude scene now!

A night passed, the clothes on Chu Huai'an's body fell off, covered with a quilt, and he had no sleep all night.

When I woke up during the day, my hands covered my eyes, and today's sun was unusually harsh.

Pulling the quilt up, he realized that he was not the only one on the bed.