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Han Li opened his eyes.
He subconsciously touched his side.
The bed was cold, and there was no warmth on the slightly wrinkled sheets.
It was as if the person who slept on it last night was just a dream, a foamy hallucination that shattered into nothingness as soon as it came into contact with the sunlight, leaving no trace behind.
Han Li panicked instantly. He pushed himself up and almost stumbled off the bed.
A sharp, needle-like sting came from his knees, and the metacarpal bones of his palms hit the cold and hard floor, causing pain to his skin and flesh. However, Han Li was completely unaware of it. He gritted his teeth, as if a big hole had been torn open in his heart. The whistling cold wind was pouring into my body. It hurt, but it didn't hurt at all. It was just a panic from the cold.
The cold that numbed his muscles and bones spread throughout his body almost instantly, spreading from his heart to every peripheral nerve.
"Wow-"
The door behind him was opened.
A familiar deep voice sounded from behind, and the cynical and lazy emphasis sounded a little surprised:
"What's wrong?"
Han Li turned back quickly.
Standing at the door was a tall and straight man with broad shoulders, simply wearing a white vest. The thin fabric was stretched on his muscular chest, outlining a clear and graceful outline.
The rising sun shone from behind him, coating Shen Kong's cold and handsome face with a light layer of bright gold, like a statue bathed in the morning light.
Even the hideous scars crisscrossing his arms no longer seemed scary.
Shen Kong stepped forward, bent down and helped Han Li up from the ground. His palms were dry and hot. The moment he touched Han Li, the real and scorching temperature seemed to instantly pull him back from hell. .
The cold and numb hollow feeling gradually faded away, and Han Li felt the temperature of the outside world again.
Slightly cold morning breeze, moist air, and bright sunshine.
He seemed to have recovered some extremely precious treasure. He stretched out his hand to hold Shen Kong's arm tightly, and could not say a word for a long time.
After a long time, Han Li finally moved his lips and said in a difficult and hoarse voice:
"I thought… "
There was a lump in his throat and he couldn't speak any more.
Shen Kong suddenly realized what Han Li wanted to say.
- "I thought you left again".
His heart skipped a beat, and the next second, he laughed out loud in an extremely shameless manner: "Hahahahahahahahaha!"
Han Li looked away slightly, and his cold and sinister handsome face was stained with a thin red color of embarrassment. For a while, he could no longer find the aura of the man behind the scenes who was strategizing and uncertain.
Shen Kong smiled and bent over. His murderous temperament soaked in a long career of blood and fire was softened by the smile on his face, making him look a little young and naive.
Han Li pursed his lips and pretended to glance at the smile at the corner of Shen Kong's lips inadvertently. His lips curled up slightly involuntarily, but he still straightened the corners of his lips pretending to be calm and pretending not to be affected at all:
"You...what's so funny?"
But after a few seconds, he finally succeeded and couldn't help but smile.
Shen Kong finally stopped.
There was still a smile on his face. He raised his hand and pressed the back of Han Li's neck, pulled him over, and touched his lips lightly. His deep voice was slightly hoarse due to laughter:
"Why do you think I will leave? After last night? Then wouldn't I be such a scumbag?"
This statement is too ambiguous.
Even though he knew that the two of them just finally talked to each other and expressed their feelings to each other last night, Han Li still couldn't maintain the calmness on his face, and the tips of his ears slowly turned red.
He raised his hand and grabbed Shen Kong's collar, pulling him closer, then gritted his teeth and took a bite on his lips:
"You're talking like we did something last night."
Shen Kong narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had some realization, he said a slow and long "Oh-", looked at Han Li from top to bottom with extremely oppressive eyes, and deliberately lowered his voice with a hint of With evil nature and lust that is hard to ignore:
"So, did you wish you had done something?"
Under his real gaze, Han Li felt that every inch of skin that the other person's gaze passed over was on fire. His Adam's apple moved up and down slightly. After a few seconds, he realized that Chen Li was unaware of it. Kong is actually talking about porn.
Han Li greeted him with the same direct and hot gaze, and chuckled softly:
"It's what I asked for."
Shen Kong's eyes dimmed and he laughed silently.
The next second, the phone beside the bed suddenly rang, breaking the hot and ambiguous atmosphere between the two. Han Li bit his back teeth with some regret.
Last night, after confessing that he had a back-up plan, he contacted Lin Ziyu, and this time it was probably the other party who called him.
Actually choose this time.
Tsk.
Han Li's eyes were dark, and his dark eyes exuded an ominous meaning.
Lin Ziyu on the other end of the phone shivered inexplicably.
what happened? Do you have a cold
Immediately afterwards, the other end of the phone was picked up, and Brother Han's moody voice came through the receiver:
"What's up?"
Lin Ziyue reported the report in a carefree manner: "Everything has been settled. I'm just waiting for you to come back and take over. As for the organization that doesn't have the eyes to chase you, their overseas secret bank accounts have been checked, and the people above them have also We have learned a lesson, of course, and the methods are reasonable and legal, so don’t worry, we are now good citizens.”
"good."
After coldly throwing out one word, the person on the other end hung up the phone.
Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Lin Ziyue shivered three times. He inexplicably turned his head and stared at the phone in his hand, scratching his head.
I don't know if it's his misunderstanding, but I always feel that the boss's nature today is not very high... He seems to be gritting his teeth a bit
The next second, Lin Zi threw this idea away more carelessly.
No matter what, he had never been able to figure out Brother Han's emotions anyway.
—Lin Ziyu had no idea what kind of hell mode would be waiting for him in the next two months.
By the time Han Li hung up the phone, Shen Kong had already put on his outer clothes and walked to the window. With his head half lowered and a cigarette dangling from his lips, he lit the lighter and the flames ignited the tobacco.
Han Li walked over.
No matter how regretful he was, the atmosphere of that moment was over.
But Han Li was not in a hurry. He had been waiting for a long time and was not in a hurry for this moment.
Shen Kong held the lit cigarette between his fingers, and the light blue smoke rose up, blurring his chiseled profile.
He turned to look at Han Li.
Through the hazy smoke, Shen Kong's dark and deep eyes looked unexpectedly peaceful. He looked at Han Li and suddenly smiled softly:
"Don't worry, I'm not leaving."
There were not many emotional fluctuations in his voice, as if he was just stating a fact. His voice was smooth and gentle, but it unexpectedly gave Han Li an indescribable sense of security.
Shen Kong leaned forward and exchanged a shallow kiss with him.
There was a bitter taste of nicotine on his lips and tongue, but it was so addictive that it was difficult to quit.
Han Li heard the other party's voice whispering in his ears: "Don't you want to know which picture is my real face?"
His palm was held by Shen Kong's warm fingers, and then he was pulled and pressed against the other person's strong and hot chest:
"This is it."
Under the palm of his hand, he could feel Shen Kong's steady and powerful heartbeat, beating rhythmically against his skin—
"Bang bang-bang bang-bang bang-"
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