chapter 3: you heard it wrong

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cheng wen swallowed all the grievances that had reached his mouth hard, but jingying couldn't help but slide out of the corner of bai tender's eyes, and his reddened eyes were filled with sadness and fear.

ah qingming said that he liked him, but why, he always made him hurt.

that kind of look, no matter who looks at it, will not be able to bear it, but jian qing is still cold with a face, to pull the skirt on his body.

what to go through next, cheng wen is very clear, in this year together, a qing always likes to do this kind of thing with him, if he refuses, he will definitely lose his temper.

and lately, he has always been very impatient with him, and it seems that only for a short time after this kind of thing is over will he be slightly more pleasant.

cheng wen was extremely frightened in his heart, but as soon as he thought that this would make jian qing happy, he had no thought of resisting, but his breathing was still instinctively tightened, and he called out uneasily.

"ah qing..."

the man's obedient appearance looked quite pleasing to the eye.

"well, it's okay, take it easy." jian qing stretched his eyebrows, bent down to kiss his forehead, and the movement was so gentle that it was not the same person as the cold face just now.

he didn't care how the man felt, and he didn't care if he was happy or sad, as long as he was quiet enough and obedient enough.

like now.

"uh- huh..." half a minute later, the man couldn't help but cry out, just made the first sound, and forced himself to hold back, the nose was slightly instigated, the eyebrows were full of pain and grievance, and his eyes were wet and red. <

a qing always deceives people.

in the early morning, warm sunlight scattered through the glass windows in the room, on the large double bed, jian qing held the thin man in her arms, sleeping soundly.

that pose is like a child holding his beloved teddy bear, with his hands and feet on him, pressing the man very uncomfortable.

obviously, i don't really like him, but subconsciously i always do this kind of behavior.

cheng wen only felt that a boulder was pressed against his chest, breathless, and could not break free, and his delicate eyebrows twisted painfully, and after a moment, he opened his eyes blankly.

turning his head along the arm in front of his chest, an enlarged version of his handsome face came into view, cheng wen's breathing stagnated, and his heartbeat missed half a beat.

a qing is the best looking person in the world... this is a fact that cheng wen has always been firmly sure in his heart.

few men can handle long hair, and jian qing is one of the few.

he has a face that is more open than a woman, beautiful to almost sharp, usually likes to wear a black suit, hair tied behind his head, his eyebrows are springy when he laughs, and his face is particularly frightening, and he clearly has a face that is comparable to that of an international superstar, and he is the boss of an entertainment company.

cheng wen has always admired him, and his a qing is good-looking and capable, managing such a big company, which is very powerful.

at the same time, i couldn't control my fear of him.

because ah qing is always fierce to him. <

only at this time, jian qing seems to be the easiest to approach.

chi's face was so delicate that he couldn't even see a single pore, and his breathing was as peaceful and quiet as his sleeping appearance, although the arm pressed against his chest still made cheng wen feel very uncomfortable, but he didn't want to spoil the beauty of this moment.

it seemed that as long as you looked at him like this, all the pain was gone.

a qing... i like you so much.

cheng wen whispered in his heart.

the next moment, jian qing, who was still asleep, suddenly frowned, and his pale lips opened slightly, muttering a vague name.

"ran ran..."

cheng wen was stunned.

immediately jian qing opened his eyes, and after seeing the man in front of him, an inexplicable disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he took his hands and feet back from him, and he did not have a good airway.

"what do you see me doing?"

"i... i..." peeking at the other party being caught, cheng wen suddenly blushed with shame, and the old problem of stuttering when he was nervous was committed again.

jian qing was most annoyed by his stupid look, frowned irritably, didn't bother to look at him again, and sat up to probe the mobile phone on the bedside table.

it's eight o'clock.

after getting up and getting dressed, after washing, jian qing stood in front of the mirror, sorting out his tie, and ordered the man standing stupidly on the edge of the bed behind him who didn't know what to do.

"from today on, you stay home and don't run around. aunt chen took leave of absence yesterday to go home, so you are a maid at home now, you must maintain the hygiene of this house, and prepare a hot dinner waiting for me to come back, do you understand?

"listen... got it. cheng wen nodded obediently and whispered back.

"hmm." jian qing thought about it and added another sentence. "also, before aunt chen returns, you can't sleep anymore, starting tomorrow, you must get up early to prepare breakfast."

"...... good. cheng wenying looked at his white and tender toes and didn't know what he was thinking.

jian qing was very satisfied with his answer, although he didn't care so much about this little fool, after cheng ran returned from studying abroad and chased the man in his hand, this little fool would be useless to him, but at the moment, he just didn't want him to go out and contact others, that is, to let his life be only himself.

after sorting out his clothes, jian qing looked at him and walked out, "i went to work." cheng wen's

heart tightened, and he looked up at the straight back and twisted his fingers.

"a qing..."

"huh?" jian qing looked back at him.

cheng wen hesitated, the corners of his eyes a little red, "when you just went to sleep, you seemed to call my brother's name..."

"you guys..."

"you heard it wrong." jian qing interrupted him.

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