Wen Yang ran out of the kitchen in a panic as if he had received an imperial order.

After staring at the things in Yin Qige's hand for four or five seconds, Wen Yang realized what it was, his face was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't guess what Yin Qige meant for a while, so he asked in a low voice, "Yes..... Can I help you? ”

Seeing that Wen Yang did not have the slightest weakness, Yin Qige was even more angry, he threw the condom in his hand directly on Wen Yang's face, "This was found in the crack of your sofa, how do you explain it?!" ”

"Huh?" Wen Yang looked dazed, "This... It's not mine, I haven't bought it. Wen Yang was sweating anxiously, "It's really not mine." ”

Yin Qige's eyebrows were gloomy, and he walked towards Wen Yang quickly like a strong wind, he saw Wen Yang retreat in horror as if he had seen a ghost, and was so angry that he reached out and grabbed Wen Yang's arm, dragged Wen Yang to the sofa and pushed him down on the sofa, and began to pick Wen Yang's clothes and pants without saying a word.

Wen Yang reached out in a panic and pulled his trousers that were about to be torn off, choking and begging, "Don't be like this, that thing is not mine, I really... Except you haven't had anything to do with it. ”

Yin Qige's face was unmoved, he quickly pulled out Wen Yang's belt and tied Wen Yang's hands above his head, then stripped off Wen Yang's clothes all over his body and began to check Wen Yang's body over and over again.

The skin exposed to the air continued to tremble, and Yin Qige's gaze when he examined his body made Wen Yang tremble.

Wen Yang bit his lip and wept silently, he only felt that he was a pet raised by Yin Qige at this time, a pet without any human rights to speak of.

This man is simply inferior to a beast!

It wasn't until he was sure that Wen Yang had nothing else on his body except for the "murder marks" he had made, that Yin Qige let go of the hands that were holding Wen Yang's ankles, untied the belts that bound Wen Yang's hands, and let out a cold snort in his nose, not feeling guilty about his misunderstanding at all, but warning more ruthlessly, "Forgive you for not having the guts!" If I find out that you have done it with someone else, I will throw you and him into the sea to feed the fish. ”

Wen Yang lowered his head and didn't speak, he tried not to let the tears drip again, and from time to time he raised his hand to wipe his wet eyes, at this time, in addition to grievances and fear, there was also an impulse to escape from Yin Qige's side desperately.

Why can this man poison himself so unscrupulously?

Be sure to find a way to leave!

Yin Qige threw the blanket on the sofa on Wen Yang's body, got up and straightened his crumpled suit, and his cold face returned to the depth of an ancient well.

"Change your clothes and go downstairs and go out to eat."

After Yin Qige finished speaking, he left the apartment, Wen Yang sat up slowly, and suddenly had the urge to cry, he sobbed and changed his clothes, and his eyes were still red when he went downstairs.

After Wen Yang got in the car, Yin Qige just wanted to angrily scold Wen Yang for being too slow, but when he saw Wen Yang's red eyes, the words suddenly turned into a lukewarm sentence, "What to eat?" ”

"Casual ..... Anything goes. Wen Yang said in a low voice.

Yin Qige finally took Wen Yang to a high-end Western restaurant, and the restaurant manager recognized Yin Qige as soon as he entered.

Yin Qige used to bring his mistress to this restaurant for dinner, this is the first time the manager has seen Yin Qige with a man, without any subordinates, and in terms of temperament, this man is obviously not Yin Qige's assistant or bodyguard, and the relationship looks extraordinary.

The manager naturally didn't dare to ask anything, so he immediately greeted Yin Qige with a smile after he entered the door, and directly took Yin Qige to the previous box.

After the meal, Wen Yang carefully observed Yin Qige's face, and when he felt that Yin Qige was already in a state of peace at this time, he whispered, "I... Can I ask Mr. Yin a question.... Issue? ”

Yin Qige slowly cut the food on the plate, without raising his head, and said coldly, "Say." ”

Wen Yang clenched the knife and fork in his hand and mustered up his courage, but his voice was still weak, "We have such a relationship.... Probably going to last a lot... How long? ”

Yin Qige raised his head, "What did you say?" ”

"I'll just ask." Wen Yang hurriedly said, "It's just... Just asking, nothing else... Something else? With that, Wen Yang got up and diligently poured red wine for Yin Qige, his trembling fingers failed to hold the wine bottle, and a few drops of wine splashed on Yin Qige's sleeve.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...."Wen Yang's face turned pale, and he hurriedly picked up a napkin to wipe it, but his elbow knocked over the wine glass, and the whole glass of wine was poured on Yin Qige's thigh.

Wen Yang was so frightened that he even forgot to speak, he looked up at Yin Qige in panic, and it took a long time for a sentence to float out of his trembling teeth, "I.... I didn't mean to..."

Yin Qige did not become annoyed and angry as Wen Yang expected, but pinched Wen Yang's chin, squinted his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Why are you so afraid of me?" Will I eat you? ”

thought that Wen Yang's fear of himself meant that he had perfectly controlled him, but at this time, Yin Qige suddenly felt uncomfortable in the face of Wen Yang's fearful, as if looking at a monster-like eyes.

Wen Yang didn't speak, Yin Qige let go of Wen Yang with a heavy snort, Wen Yang lowered his head and slowly sat back in place, only to hear Yin Qige on the other side say lightly, "Eat quickly." ”

Of course, Wen Yang didn't dare to "disobey", lowered his head and quickly cut the steak on the plate, and didn't dare to raise his head and say a word of nonsense.

Yin Qige squinted his eyes slightly, looking thoughtfully at Wen Yang opposite.

How long does this man have a shelf life?

His existence is actually the same as the previous public relations meaning called Xiaozhuang, maybe before he finds Wen Yang, he will be tired of this kind of ethereal pursuit.

The warmth in his heart should be irreplaceable!

So for this man, he should just want a short-term novelty.

"A month." Yin Qige suddenly spoke.

Wen Yang looked up, puzzled, "What... What the? ”

Yin Qige put down the tableware, leaned lazily on the soft leather chair, and said lightly, "Didn't you just ask us how long this relationship will last?" I'll tell you now, a month, no more than a month at most, so you'd better not look half-dead all day long by my side, you want to get out of me, I know, don't worry, even if you beg me in a month, I won't keep you. ”