He Xiran's villa was empty, there was no one on the first floor, Su An changed his shoes, "Is there anyone?"
He bent over to put his shoes on, and his voice echoed in the living room. Alone, Su An walked upstairs and heard the sound of water in the bathroom. There was a blurred figure in the frosted glass, and Su An knew it was He Xiran at first glance, and couldn't help but scolded, "Dog man, in such a hurry, I started to wash before I came back?"
When he was in front of him, he was inexplicably frightened. Su An looked at the glass door and listened to the sound of water. He took two steps back unconsciously.
The slippers were stepped on so fast, woo woo he didn't want to sleep anymore, he was really scared.
His hand had already touched the doorknob, and suddenly a pair of arms stretched out behind him and pulled Su An into his arms, and the thin white fingers fell off the doorknob weakly.
The fallen wrist was caught by the other hand, Su An's pupils shrank slightly, water dripped from the top of his head, and the clothes on his back were soaked in the chest, "Wait—"
Pale hands covered his mouth and he was carried into the bathroom.
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A weak hand was suddenly printed on the steaming glass door.
"..." Painful exclamations mixed with forbearance of tears, "You slow down..."
Day and night, time can't be distinguished in the drowsy villa. The sun seemed to set and then to rise, Su An was groggy, and his arms were clenched from behind, and two bright red marks had already been drawn.
The smell of smoke was coming and going, Su An's voice was hoarse, and she couldn't say a word with a whimper.
The gorgeous large tattoo floated and swam on He Xiran's body. Su An was about to escape, but he grabbed his ankle and pulled him back to the original place.
Su An: "!"
It was like the struggle of a small beast before it was dying, but He Xiran showed no pity, instead, it was even more ferocious. He is very restrained in everything he does on weekdays, including smoking, but this time he completely forgets the four words "click until", and is blinded by the self-discipline and reason of the people under him, and he is stuck in the abyss and cannot be pulled out.
Su An curled up, he lowered his head, and sniffed lightly on Su An's neck. The pale blue blood vessels were in front of him, and the flow was faster than ever before.
Su An was about to cry.
This is completely different from what he thought. Isn't He Xiran obsessive-compulsive or addicted to smoking? Does he take a break to smoke a cigarette
What about his high-intensity self-control? !
Su An didn't know how long it had passed, only that he fell asleep halfway through. When he woke up again, He Xiran's shadow was still covering him.
This time I really cried.
Fuck, dog man.
For three whole days, Su An had not stepped on the ground. He was completely powerless, only the porridge and water that He Xiran fed him at a fixed time could provide him with nourishment. He couldn't help scolding He Xiran in a hoarse voice, and scolded He Xiran from head to toe.
He Xiran didn't speak, but returned it with action. The great painter never speaks loudly on the bed, and is even silent. is this okay? It's not good at all, because his energy was focused on how to toss Su An, not to mention just pointing at him, which caused Su An to tremble as soon as he touched him, and in just three days, he was almost dumb.
After three days passed, Su An finally put on his clothes tremblingly.
He Xiran took him out for dinner in the early afternoon. It was a five-star hotel and a perfect location next to the waterscape. Su An smelled the long-lost food fragrance and was moved to tears. He wiped his nose firmly. It was to stop the curse on He Xi's impotence.
Such a vicious curse, he had cast a thousand times in the past three days, but it was useless at all, He Xiran would only get more and more fierce.
There are musicians playing the piano in the hall, the melody is gentle. Su An listened to the music to pick up the vegetables, her fingers were still shaking, and the vegetables were picked up and slipped. Finally, the man across from him brought the vegetables he liked to his bowl.
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"Thank you, Mr. He," Su An forced a smile, wishing to scrape off a layer of He Xiran's skin, "You can eat it too."
The man sitting by the window had a light expression, but he had an invisible contentment. He reached out and shook off the ash from the ashtray, "It's all for you."
Su An said "hehe" twice: "I really thank you."
He Xiran was noncommittal and slowly took a breath.
Su An is very young, and her skin is smooth and elastic. In the past, people felt more harmless. After these three days passed, she was still good, but there was a little greenness that turned to maturity.
The spring love between the eyebrows is attractive.
He Xiran glanced at him, "Chu Lin was taken away because he wanted to threaten Shen Changxiu."
"You said it, change the same thing," Su An was not surprised that He Xiran would know about this, and whispered, "It is very good for you to save Chu Lin, I have the exact news here, and Chu Lin has it in his hands. With Shen Changxiu's handle, he is very likely to know the truth of Miss He's death, and he may also have evidence in his hands. Don't you want to avenge your sister? "
He kept talking with all his heart, for fear that he would be taken away from the Shen family after being slept for a while, "It's clear that this matter is also beneficial to you..." It is in line with what you said about the interests first cooperation agreement , dog man.
"Shen Changxiu deliberately tried to pass the relationship, Chu Lin was looked at very seriously," He Xiran poured a glass of red wine unhurriedly, "but I released him on bail, and tomorrow he will be taken to other places by my people to be resettled. "
Su An's heart was relieved, and heavy stones fell, but doubts about He Xiran's identity continued to deepen.
On the encyclopedia, it can only be found that He Xiran is a painter. He Xiran is 37 years old this year, and his background in the painting world should have been cleaned up long ago.
Su An wiped his mouth with a tissue. The age difference of nineteen years old was so different. He raised his eyes and looked at He Xiran, focusing on the top of He Xiran's head.
Dark hair, pale handsome face, curly hair mysterious and indifferent.
Not a single gray hair, not a single trace of age, really not... a vampire
But He Xiran's skin was indeed hot, and so were his lips. When he was holding Su An, Su An lay on his chest and listened to his heartbeat for a minute, 80 beats, which was the frequency of a normal adult man.
Su An also checked a lot of information about this world, focusing on the fantasy races such as vampires, werewolves, wizards, elves, etc., and found an encyclopedia suggestion that he should go to psychiatry to check his brain.
Therefore, it is initially judged that there are no non-scientific species beyond cognition in this world.
Su An put this doubt aside for a while, hesitated, and whispered, "Uncle, can I ask you one more thing?"
He Xiran's eyes narrowed slightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed the red wine.
"My sister Cheng Suqing," Su An gritted her teeth, "can you take her out of the Shen family too."
He Xiran fiddled with the eagle ring on his finger, Su An bowed his head with his movements, the ruby in the eagle's eyes was still shining like that, He Xiran seemed to like this ring very much, even when he went to bed, he never took it off.
"She is Shen Changxiu's future fiancee," He Xiran smoked in a low voice, "she is not in the Shen family, where else can she be."
Su An pursed her lips and insisted, "Is there really no way?"
He Xiran paused, "It's difficult."
Su An's head was heavy, Cheng Suqing's first love was rescued, but Cheng Suqing himself might not know the news. She was pregnant with a child in her stomach, and the expression on her face that day made Su An feel uneasy. He was afraid that Cheng Suqing would directly fight with Shen Changxiu.
But Cheng Suqingming was Shen Changxiu's girlfriend on the face, if He Xiran took action, there was no reason.
Even so, Su An couldn't give up. Even if He Xiran didn't help, he had to find a way by himself, even if he went to the line with Shen Changxiu.
The piano changed to a tune, and He Xiran said slowly: "But it's not impossible."
Su An was stunned and looked up at him.
He Xiran looked at him and patted his thigh, "Come here."
Su An subconsciously wanted to say, you are crazy.
Although there is no one around this place, it is a public place and there are floor-to-ceiling glass windows next to it, which does not mean that no one will see it. More importantly, here in Su An, he thinks their deal is over.
Everyone reverted to their previous relationship.
But He Xi Ran's expression didn't look like a joke. Su An almost bit his back teeth, resisting the anger that hit his handsome face with a punch, and slowly sat on He Xi Ran's lap.
He Xiran's legs were slightly apart, and her palms skillfully wrapped around Su An's waist. Cheng Suan's ears were red, he barely supported the table, and tried his best to straighten his back, "Uncle, uncle, what are you talking about?"
He tried his best to lean forward to avoid bumping into the man behind him, but he just made an effort to create an arc that was most suitable for his lower mouth.
He Xiran touched the back of Su An's neck, Su An shrank forward from the coldness, and caught up with her hands, rubbing the blood vessels and Adam's apple like playing.
"Well," Su An snorted and couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha, it's so itchy."
As soon as he finished laughing, his lips and teeth were touched.
Su An patted off the great painter's hand worth thousands of dollars, embarrassed, "He Xiran, don't do this."
The hand that fell off fell on Su An's lap, He Xiran didn't move, looked calm, "Don't do it?"
"You..." Su An shyly curled her fingers into a ball, and her whole body was very nervous, "You said that there is a way to get my sister to leave Shen Changxiu's side."
"Well," He Xiran touched Su An's lips again, "are you full?"
Su An turned her head to avoid him, wanting to get off him, "Since you don't want to talk about it, don't do anything casually."
Angrily, he wanted to get off He Xiran's body, but just as his toes touched the ground, the world was spinning in front of him. Su An's head hit He Xiran's chest, and he was hugged by him in his arms.
Su An was stunned, "What are you doing—"
He raised his head and glared at He Xiran angrily, He Xiran lowered his eyes, the two pairs of eyes met, in Su An's almost unbelievable gaze, the pigeon blood tattoo on He Xiran's neck gradually appeared and deepened.
He was actually excited.
He bent over to put his shoes on, and his voice echoed in the living room. Alone, Su An walked upstairs and heard the sound of water in the bathroom. A figure in the frosted glass was blurred, and Su An knew it was He Xiran at first glance, and couldn't help but scolded, dog man, in such a hurry, I started to wash before I came back
When he was in front of him, he was inexplicably scared. Su An looked at the glass door and listened to the sound of the water. He took two steps back unconsciously.