Wen Run was completely drunk.
Although he only drank three glasses of wine, the wine that Guo Congfei got had a lot of stamina, and he didn't feel anything at first, but the more powerful the wine became, the more dizzy he became. Wen Run couldn't hold it anymore.
When he first drank, he could still talk to Guo Congfei, but later Ye Hansheng asked him questions, although his reaction was slow, he could still answer them. However, after two mouthfuls of snacks, he was completely drunk.
Fortunately, he tastes good wine and doesn't go crazy. Drunk, he just sat there upright, his eyes staring straight ahead without focus, he was still pinching a small cake in his hand, he just took a bite, but he didn't swallow it, just sucked it in a daze. The corners of his mouth were still covered with cake crumbs.
Ye Hansheng was helpless, took the small cake from his hand, wiped off the debris on his hands and mouth, and said softly, "Don't hold it in your mouth, swallow it."
Wen Run blinked his eyes, as if reflecting his words, after a while, he saw his throat rolling, and swallowed the little cake in his mouth.
Ye Hansheng then picked up the porridge and fed him. The seafood porridge was already warmed up, so it wouldn't burn his mouth. Ye Hansheng scooped up a spoonful and brought it to his mouth, coaxing, "Open your mouth."
After a while, the drunk person opened his mouth obediently, making an "ah" mouth shape.
Ye Hansheng fed the porridge into his mouth, Wen Run closed his mouth, moved his cheeks slowly, and ate it. He should be really hungry, he didn't need Ye Hansheng to coax him for the second bite, he immediately opened his mouth wide again, looking at Ye Hansheng with a pair of unfocused drunken eyes, as if saying, he still wants to eat.
Ye Hansheng continued to feed him with a smile.
On one side, Yu Xin and Guo Congfei seemed to have seen a ghost. They shrank to one side and did not dare to leave or make a sound to spoil the atmosphere. After all, Ye Hansheng seemed to be really enjoying it, coaxing the children very happily.
After eating half a bowl of porridge, Wen Run shut his mouth tightly and refused to eat any more. No matter how much Ye Hansheng coaxed him, he didn't open his mouth, and just stared blankly at the new dessert just now.
Ye Hansheng noticed his gaze, tentatively squeezed a piece and brought it to his mouth, Wen Run really opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue a little, and ate the dessert. After that, it was like drinking porridge. After eating a piece, I couldn't wait to open my mouth again, like a chick waiting to be fed.
Ye Hansheng could only feed him desserts, and he was afraid that it would be too late to eat too many pastries and it would be difficult to digest, so he fed him half a dessert and coaxed him to drink a few mouthfuls of porridge, and finally finished feeding him a bowl of porridge. Wen Run burped a little with the smell of alcohol, and seeing that he no longer fed her delicious food, she continued to sit in a daze.
"Are you full?"
Ye Hansheng asked him tentatively, a bowl of seafood porridge and a plate of dessert, he reckoned it would be about the same. But Wen Run didn't answer in a daze, so he had no choice but to stretch out his palm, and gently touched his lower abdomen. The lower abdomen is flat and has no fat. It is different from his hard abdominal muscles. It is warm and soft to the touch, and because it is full, it bulges up a little, which makes people love it.
He couldn't help rubbing it for a while.
Sitting in a daze, Wen Run suddenly let out a "puchi" laugh, and then twisted his body to avoid it. His black eyes, which were originally foggy, now seemed to be moist with water. He finally opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse, soft, with Means to pray, "itch."
Only then did Ye Hansheng realize that he was ticklish.
Reluctantly withdrawing his hand, Ye Hansheng looked at him gently, "Go back to sleep, okay?"
The itching on her waist stopped, Wen Run didn't move again, she stared at him blankly, as if she didn't understand what he was saying. Ye Hansheng had no choice but to wink at Yu Biao, then held his hand, ready to take him back to rest.
"Hey wait!" Seeing that they were about to leave, Guo Congfei, who was watching the excitement, ran out to find a girl, leaned over and said something to her, and then the girl took out a box of things from her small bag and handed it to him.
Guo Congfei smiled meanly, ran back and handed the small box to Ye Hansheng.
Ye Hansheng glanced at it, and saw that what he stuffed over was a whole box of Durex. His brows and eyes darkened, and he swept over Guo Congfei in an unclear manner, and when he landed on Wen Run, he was filled with heat again.
"Good night, Dad!" Guo Congfei smiled and pulled Yu Xin to run away, thinking that Xiao Wenrun could only help you here.
Ye Hansheng's chest heaved, he closed his eyes, suppressed his heart to roar, he threw the small box into the trash can with cold eyes, and then gently picked up Wenrun.
What he wants is his heart. He doesn't have many things in this world. He wants to be gentle, but he wants everything from people to people to belong to him, otherwise he would rather not have it.
Right now, he has finally become acquainted with the two of them, and he will not destroy it just because of a momentary desire.
He couldn't help but recall the scene when the two met for the first time in the office. At that time, he was full of heart to let this innocent child suffer a little, to know the sinister heart. At that time, Wen Run stood in front of him with his head down, blushing, obedient and obedient. Even if he really wants to do something, he will not refuse to resist, but will accept it submissively.
Because I had unintentionally helped him when he was in the most difficult time, and was his benefactor.
Wen Run may have gratitude and admiration for him, but not necessarily love.
He has always been a well-behaved and sensible child with a pure personality and easy to trust people. He can use his gratitude to coax him easily, get him. But this result was not what he wanted. Once the relationship between the two is not clearly involved in desire, it is difficult to keep it pure.
But what he wanted was for Wen Runneng to really put him in his heart, not a benefactor, not a boss, not to mention a friend who came and went occasionally, but his lover.
He wanted warmth, but he wanted him to take the initiative to give it to him.
Ye Hansheng let out a deep breath, tried his best to suppress the desire in his heart, and gently led him back to the wooden house, "Go back."
Wen Run was led forward by him obediently. He was drunk and his steps were a little weak. Ye Hansheng held him tightly and walked slowly with him. Walked halfway. Wen Run's footsteps slowed down significantly, he yawned, rubbed his eyes, and muttered complainingly, "Sleepy,"
He was tired and sleepy, and he didn't want to go.
Ye Hansheng looked at him like a foolish child, and the smile in his eyes grew wider. He took his hand and let him sit on his lap, supported his leg and let him sit across his arms, and held his right arm firmly. Looking at him, coaxed in a low voice: "Sleep if you're sleepy, we'll be there soon."
Wen Run was really sleepy, he was dazed by the steaming alcohol, Ye Hansheng held him firmly, at first he twisted a few times uncomfortably, finally couldn't stop the sleepiness, buried his face in his neck and fell asleep caught.
Yu Biao looked dumbfounded from behind, Ye Hansheng glanced at him and said in a low voice: "Push me back, slow down."
So the three of them went back.
Back in the cabin, Ye Hansheng didn't wake him up, but asked Yu Biao to push him all the way to Wen Run's bed, then took off his shoes, and then gently put him on the bed. As soon as the weight on his body left, the thighs that had been pressed for a long time began to numb, with a prickly pain. On the contrary, there is no sensation below the knees, and there is no feeling at this time.
Ye Hansheng didn't care about his legs, and said to Yu Biao, "Go get a basin of hot water."
Yu Biao went out for a while and brought hot water over. Ye Hansheng asked him to go out and take care of Wen Run himself. Wen Run slept deeply, his eyes were closed, his thick eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, his cheeks were flushed, and his lips that were neither thick nor thin were slightly parted, looking a little silly.
Ye Hansheng tested the temperature of the water, wet the towel and gently wiped his face. After wiping your face, you have to wipe your body. He was silent for a while, then rolled up the sweater and wiped his upper body, then took off his trousers and socks, and wiped his feet.
The clothes Wen Run wore today were chosen by him, from inside to outside. He originally chose it based on his figure, but he didn't expect his clothes to be so suitable. The black cloth wraps the fair parts, which makes people's eyes hurt.
Ye Hansheng stared at it for a long time before he managed to look away. After a while, he moved back again, couldn't help but put a kiss on his lips, bit his lips lightly, and threatened in a hoarse voice: "Little drunk, it's best not to have a third time."
Otherwise, he was afraid that he would really be unable to resist the temptation.
After wiping his body, Ye Hansheng covered him with a quilt, asked Yu Biao to come in and clean up the basin, and turned the wheelchair to go outside by himself. The night in April was still cold, Ye Hansheng couldn't fall asleep, just sat by the door like this, seemed to think a lot, but didn't seem to think about anything. It seemed that since meeting Wen Run, those past events seemed to be covered with a layer of veil, hazy and misty, and could no longer easily hurt his heart and lungs.
He smiled softly and went back to his room to rest.
The next day, Wen Run woke up in the morning light. He stretched comfortably, and the last trace of alcohol had evaporated. He lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed to wash, but found that he slept in a sweater last night, and he didn't even change his pajamas.
He frowned and thought for a while, but his memory only stayed at the time when Guo Congfei persuaded him to drink, and he didn't have any memory of what happened afterwards.
While brushing his teeth and staring at himself in the mirror, Wen Run thought, probably he was asking Mr. Ye to send him back again.
After washing up and going out, Ye Hansheng was eating breakfast at the dining table, seeing that he was up, he asked Yu Biao to send another breakfast. Wen Run thanked him awkwardly, and asked cautiously, "I didn't go crazy with alcohol last night, did I?"
In fact, he didn't have any memory at all, and he was afraid that if he drank too much, he would be as crazy as Lu Zhan.
Ye Hansheng smiled meaningfully, shook his head in his anxious eyes, and said no.
Wen Run breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down to have breakfast with him. The two of them had just finished eating when they heard someone talking outside. Wen Run probed out of the window to see Guo Congfei and Yu Xin.
Guo Congfei deliberately came over early in the morning, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Wen Run sitting there drinking milk as if he had nothing to do with a ruddy face. He blinked suspiciously, thinking it was Wen Run's extraordinary talent, but saw Wen Run finished drinking the milk, got up and went to the kitchen to make a cup. Guo Congfei saw that his legs were slender and strong, he didn't look like he had been tortured at all, and his extraordinary talent couldn't be explained, so nothing happened at all, right? !
Surprised eyes turned from Wen Run to Ye Hansheng. Guo Congfei looked at Ye Hansheng for a moment, thinking that it would be really bad, right? After all, he hurt his leg, maybe he hurt something else... He immediately looked at Ye Hansheng sympathetically, and said hesitantly: "There is an andrologist in the second hospital. OK, how about you go..."
Before he could finish speaking, a glass was thrown at his head. Ye Han gritted his teeth with a dark face and said, "You...seek...death!"
Guo Congfei turned pale with fright, narrowly dodged, went straight to hide behind Yu Xin, and yelled loudly: "Dad, don't be so angry! You must not lose your prestige in the past, I am blind!"
Ye Hansheng's forehead was throbbing with blue veins, his expression wanted to eat people.
Yu Xin tore off Guo Congfei who was sticking to his back and pushed it aside, and said with a sneer, "If you die someday, you must be killed by this mouth."
Guo Congfei was quite aggrieved, and thought that I was not doing it for my father's sexual life, but I didn't expect this man to be so shy about his illness, so he couldn't even mention it in good faith. Sure enough, no matter how old a man is, he can't be said to be bad.
Guo Congfei sighed deeply, but didn't dare to say anything in person.
After breakfast, Ye Hansheng took Wen Run to the shooting room and taught him shooting skills. It was supposed to teach him yesterday, but it was interrupted by Guo Congfei who suddenly appeared, and it was delayed until today.
Guo Congfei offended Ye Hansheng in the morning, as long as he got a little closer, Ye Hansheng looked at him coldly, his eyes seemed to have a knife in his eyes, he didn't dare to twitch his beard any more, and just stayed on the sidelines obediently.
Without his interruption, Ye Hansheng and Wen Run, one devoted to teaching and the other to study. Wen Run quickly mastered the technique. Although the accuracy still needs to be practiced, he can occasionally score eighth and nineth rings.
The next two days were spent in the shooting room. On the afternoon of the third day, set off for city B.
Wen Run had a lot of fun these three days, and when he went back, he was still a little bit unfulfilled, because of the two days of shooting teaching, he and Ye Hansheng became closer, and they were less awkward when getting along, and they were able to joke freely.
Ye Hansheng was also in a good mood, thinking that it would be good to take the children out to play once in a while. The only thing that dissatisfied him was that Guo Congfei also followed.
He glanced at the rearview mirror, Guo Congfei drove his flamboyant red supercar, stretched out his hand and shook happily in front of him.
The two cars entered City B one after the other. Wen Run and Ye Hansheng were both in Songhai Mansion, but Guo Congfei was not here. He looked at Wen Run sadly, and just wanted to open his mouth to say that he would stay at Wen Run's house, but was caught by Ye Hansheng. Glanced somberly. He froze immediately, and reluctantly said, "I'm going to live in a hotel!"
He looked at Wen Run earnestly, and said, "Don't forget to introduce your roommate to me?"
Wen Run really forgot, and said blankly: "Roommate? Which roommate?"
Guo Congfei was heartbroken, and looked at him condemningly, "You promised me when I was drinking, a drama I invested in happened to lack a male lead, I think Shen Muxun is quite suitable, remember to find a time to ask someone out for dinner rice."
Wen Run didn't remember that he had promised this at all. But if Guo Congfei really has a suitable role, it's not a bad thing, so he nodded readily and agreed, "You send me the script and the shooting schedule, and I'll ask Shen Muxun if he has time."
Guo Congfei was taken aback. He had a ghostly script. Before that, he had never set foot in the entertainment industry. Any lack of roles in the crew was a lie to Wen Run, but of course this cannot be told the truth. He turned his eyes and smiled and said: "Okay , wait for me to send you back."
After saying goodbye to Wen Run, he didn't go to the hotel, but rushed to find his elder brother.
Now that the words have been spoken, he always needs to find a script to round out the lie.