There were two people lying on the bed. The handsome man was bare-chested, and he was holding a beautiful woman who was sleeping with her eyes closed. The woman's back was facing them, showing her smooth back.
The pupils of He Qing's beautiful big eyes narrowed sharply, and he stared at the very impactful scene in front of him in a daze.
"ah!"
Song Chuanjin who was standing behind him yelled in surprise, then quickly closed the door and pulled out the stunned boy.
"It seems that Uncle Ming has something to do, why don't you wake him up." He had a slightly embarrassed smile on his face, seeing the young man in a daze, coughed lightly, and asked him worriedly.
"Ah Qing, are you alright?"
As he said that, he seemed to be stunned, and quickly said, "Don't worry, in fact, at Uncle Ming's age, women are indispensable by his side, but he hasn't married a wife for so many years, and he definitely won't marry in the future."
As Song Chuanjin said, he stretched out his hand as if to comfort the boy, "Let's go, I'll take you to see that potted flower."
His hand was jerked away.
The boy's eyes were red, he kicked the door open and walked in after throwing him away.
— Bang!
The door slammed violently, and Qiao Qian nestled in the man's arms, her tightly closed eyes trembling for a moment, feeling a little nervous in her heart.
Didn't Song Chuanjin explain to him that the child Zhe raised was timid and soft-tempered
Shouldn't he be conscious of avoiding such a scene
Why dare to kick the door, just a nephew, she is not afraid of Mingzhe blaming him for missing a good thing
However, what surprised Qiao Qian even more was still behind.
He Qing directly picked up the cup on the table and went into the bathroom. It only took three seconds to catch the water, and when he came out, he went straight to the bed, and splashed cold water on the man's handsome face.
Mingzhe, who was sleeping deeply, frowned his sharp brows, but still did not open his eyes.
The young man was so angry that he threw the cup on the ground and hit him with his hand. The originally soft voice was full of anger at this moment, "Get up! Get up!"
"Ah Qing, Ah Qing, don't make trouble..." Song Chuanjin never thought that the soft-tempered boy who was raised would have such a reaction, and hurried forward to stop him.
He was afraid of waking Mingzhe up, so he could only lower his voice to be seductive, "Uncle Ming is not married, so it's normal to find one or two women to relieve him. You are not his biological son in the first place, so don't interfere."
"Go away!"
Unexpectedly, the young man who has always spoken softly to him is like an angry cub at this moment, pushing Song Chuanjin away, without even looking at him who was almost staggered down by a defenseless man, he continued to move forward with both hands Greeting from the sleeping man.
Hit, pinch, lift the quilt, throw pillows.
The young man who has grown up and never had any conflicts with anyone seems to be self-taught, and he keeps greeting Mingzhe.
Being tossed like this, even the dead can wake up.
Mingzhe only felt a splitting headache, and his body was in pain. Ah Qing's voice seemed to be heard in his ears. He frowned and opened his eyes reluctantly. The first thing he saw was the young man rushing towards him with his teeth and claws.
"Get up! Get up!"
He Qing's eyes were red, his face was full of anger, and he kept shaking the man's body.
Mingzhe was dizzy from being shaken by him. Before he could figure out what was going on, his voice was magnetically hoarse, and he stretched out his arms to hug the boy with difficulty, "What's the matter, Ah Qing? Did you have a nightmare?"
As soon as he finished saying this sentence, he felt that something was wrong, and the memory came back, and the man's brows became more and more wrinkled.
Hearing his voice, the boy who was just like a fried-haired hedgehog burst into tears.
He sobbed, hitting the man repeatedly, "What are you doing! What are you doing with this woman!"
Obviously he said he liked it first.
He also confessed first.
The young man felt wronged and angry at the same time, why should he leave, he did not make a mistake, it was clearly uncle who made the mistake!
Even if he left, that person shouldn't be him!
The more he fought, the more he lost his strength. When he saw that the man just frowned and didn't speak, he felt even more angry.
"I hate you the most, and I will never like you again!"
After he finished shouting, he shook off the man's hand and ran out of the room crying.
This is He Qing, he was pampered by Mingzhe, he couldn't stand being wronged at all, and it was impossible for him to think about giving in for that woman.
All of a sudden, there were only Mingzhe in the room who had a headache and wanted to catch the boy but failed, Song Chuanjin who stood there awkwardly, and Qiao Qian whose eyelashes were trembling nervously and still dare not open them.
Mingzhe watched the young man leave with fixed eyes, his brain gradually came to his senses, and his body gradually gained strength. He frowned and slowly propped up his body.
Looking to the side, he really saw a woman with that appearance. She was the assistant of Song Chuanjin's company
His cold eyes flickered over Song Chuanjin's body, and he lifted the quilt, and sure enough, he saw that his lower body was still neatly dressed.
Mingzhe picked up the clothes on the ground, endured a headache, and put them on steadily with his hands.
When he was fully dressed, he met Song Chuanjin who had been looking at him with a vague expression.
"You are smart, but unfortunately, it is useless on the right path."
He carried his coat and walked away steadily. From the beginning to the end, except when he just got up, he didn't even glance at the beautiful woman on the bed.
Song Chuanjin stared intently at the man's slender back, clenched his hands on both sides tightly, his mouth was almost bleeding.
Why it came out like this!
Ah Qing, does he really believe in Mingzhe that much
Or, as long as it is someone he trusts, he will always trust him.
What if that person is him
[Ding! Song Chuanjin's favorability: 95]
— "Bang bang bang!"
The housekeeper opened the door suspiciously, and seeing the young man standing outside with red eyes, he asked in surprise, "Master, where is the driver? Didn't he come out with you?"
"I took a taxi back."
He Qinghong stared, her voice choked up, and she walked in angrily, "Help me pack my things, I have to go."
"Go? Are you going to travel?"
The butler followed behind the boy and asked worriedly, "Why are you crying, young master?"
The car lights came on from behind, He Qing turned around with red eyes, and when he saw the luxury car driving in, he turned his head and ran away angrily.
"Master! Master!"
The housekeeper yelled a few times but got no response, he was hesitating whether to chase after him, the door behind him opened, Mingzhe got down, and followed quickly.
"Eh, sir?"
The butler was even more confused, and the driver also got out of the car, "Butler, can I still drive in this car?"
No matter how bad He Qing was, he was still a young man, and he ran very fast. Mingzhe followed behind him, only in time to see a locked door.
He stood at the door and shouted, but the boy refused to respond. Helpless, the man turned and left.
The young man who seemed to be taking clothes from the closet but was actually listening to the movement outside the door was stunned.
He just left like that!
The tears that he couldn't restrain all the time fell down in big ones. He hugged a pile of clothes, sat on the bed and cried aggrievedly.
He also said that he liked him, and that he had been waiting for him.
Is that what I like
The boy who was crying too much didn't hear the sound of a key being used to open the door outside. He was feeling uncomfortable when a man's magnetic and pleasant voice suddenly came from behind him, "Don't cry."
"—"
He Qing was startled by the sudden voice, and even stopped crying. He turned around and saw Mingzhe, and his mouth shrunk, "It's none of your business, hiccup...it's none of your business, hiccup!"
… hiccupped in fright.
The boy was stunned for a second by his intermittent voice, and when he saw the smile in the man's eyes, he became even more annoyed.
He stretched out his slender white and tender fingers, and pointed at Mingzhe angrily, "Go find it, hiccup, find a woman!"
Mingzhe looked at the young man he raised with his own hands, his fair little face was flushed from crying at the moment, his beautiful eyes were full of tears, his brows were frowning, and his face was full of accusations and grievances.
This is the child he raised, and today, he is an adult.
He was jealous because of that woman, and angry because of him.
"What... hiccup! What are you looking at! It's not because of you that I hiccup!" He Qing was well-behaved since he was a child, but Mingzhe couldn't put it down because of his arrogant appearance.
He coaxed softly, "Then let me cure you?"
"What, hiccup! How to cure it!" He Qing stared at him suspiciously.
"like this… "
The man slowly leaned over and gently grabbed the boy's shoulder.
After He Qing stared vigilantly at his wide and round eyes, Mingzhe lowered his head and sucked his rosy lips.
After a few breaths, with love in his eyes, his thin lips slowly moved away from the dizzy boy, "No more hiccups?"
The young man opened his rosy lips foolishly, and it took him a long time to find his pink and tender tongue that was numb from being kissed.
Being so frightened, it seemed that he really stopped hiccupping.
The brain froze teenager thought in a trance.
Three seconds later, he suddenly realized, "Is it a question of not hiccupping now? Now it's you...uh..."
For a moment, Mingzhe walked away from the confused young man's lips, his eyes were full of tenderness and doting, "I love you."
"You liar! You... uh uh uh..."
"..."
"Let me tell you, don't think that you can... Ugh!"
For the fourth time, He Qing, who had been kissed in a messy manner, immediately covered his mouth with his hands as soon as he left the man's lips, and shouted angrily, "Don't do it again!"
"Okay, not coming."
Mingzhe chuckled and hugged the young man's slender waist, with a magnetic voice in a low voice, as if he was teasing him deliberately.
"Ah Qing, I really love you, I love you so much..."
The young man blushed, covered his lips vigilantly, and said angrily, "You love me and are still with that woman..."
"No, it was because she plotted against me. We have nothing." The man explained.
"How do you prove it!"
What Mingzhe was waiting for was his words, in his arms was the soft body of a young man, the tip of his nose seemed to be smeared with the fragrance of milk, sweet and greasy, he just wanted to make people indulge in it and never come out.
"Ah Qing, come and check it out, and you'll know."
The man's pleasant voice caught his ears, and the boy raised his head in hesitation and doubt, "How do you check this?"
"Come on, I'll teach you."
Mingzhe's lips fell next to the boy's ear, and he smiled in a low magnetic voice, extremely sexy.
He Qing followed the man dubiously and lay down slowly.
—
In the hospital, intensive care unit
In just a few days, the child who had become as thin as a bone suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of fear.