"Remember, Yan Jingxun is not someone you should touch."
As soon as these words came out, Shen Bohan who was opposite was stunned again.
What Yan Jingxun said before made him subconsciously start to reflect on his previous behavior, and he was in a bad mood, so he drank a lot of alcohol.
Shen Bohan's mind was very unclear at the moment, and he couldn't identify the identity of the person opposite him at all.
But it didn't affect his anger at the tone of the other party's order.
What is even more annoying is that just for a moment, he was stunned by that voice!
Shen Bohan continued to poke his tongue out: "You? Who dares to do that? Talk to me? You? Do you know who I am?! You?... Let Yan Jingxun answer the phone." But the person on the other side just said: " Wait
until you're more awake? Come find me."
As he spoke, it seemed that the other party wanted to hang up the phone, and the voice from the microphone became much lower, as if he didn't bother talking to him at all.
Shen Bohan felt a deep disregard.
This made him feel very familiar for a while...
But at this moment, a clear voice belonging to the youth came—
"Sir, I'm wet..."
? ? ?
Shen Bohan immediately recognized that it was Yan Jingxun's voice.
But when he listened, the voice was different from usual, it seemed more viscous?
On the phone, Yan Jingxun's tone was very blank, and he sounded a little coquettish: "It's so uncomfortable..."
Shen Bohan: "..."
Wet? what? wet? ?
still uncomfortable? ? ?
Immediately afterwards, the man's voice came from the microphone again. Obviously, he was talking to Yan Jingxun: "Okay, it's okay, it won't be uncomfortable after a while."
"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Yan Jingxun's tone became more sticky, and this time there was a bit of crying and panting: "Mister, hurry up, my trousers are buttoned...uuuuuu, I can't untie it... Untie it for me...I feel uncomfortable..."
Shen Bohan: "...!!"
There was a sudden sound of cloth rubbing, and what did Yan Jingxun seem to get? Satisfied sighs, Shen Bohan Finally reacting from the uncertainty and stupefaction, he yelled: "Fuck, beast! You? Let him go!" He
is an adult, and he is not a baby. He can basically guess what the other side is doing by hearing this voice. Well.
Shen Bohan couldn't help shouting: "Yan Jingxun! Yan Jingxun, you? Be sober! Answer the phone quickly!"
However, no matter how much he shouted on this side of the phone, there was no response on the other side.
Shen Bohan, who was yelling downstairs in the dormitory, ignored the surprised gazes of others, and now he just wanted to get in from his mobile phone!
But to no avail, there was only Yan Jingxun's sticky voice yelling again and urging him to hurry up - "
Sir, hurry up."
... This voice, even if it was the former real boyfriend, Shen Bohan had never heard of it either.
"Fuck!"
Shen Bohan's eyes were shattered, and he was so angry that he kicked over the entire row of bicycles downstairs in the dormitory.
This was not enough to relieve his anger, or not enough to express his anxiety, he continued to yell, and finally, it seemed that the other side picked up the phone again, and there was an answer.
But it was still the man who spoke.
The man continued to speak high and high in an extremely cold voice: "Shen Bohan, take care of you? My own people, don't let them come to trouble Jing Xun again." "..." Shen Bohan, who was already very upset, was beaten
The tone
became even more uncomfortable: "Fuck, you? Who the hell are you?!"
But compared with him, the attitude on the other side is much calmer?.
Perhaps it was too calm, which made people even more angry——
"If you can't control it, I don't mind helping you."
Shen Bohan: "You don't want to live, you? Wait for me, Don't let me find you!"
Shen Bohan had completely lost his mind and kept shouting, but after finishing the last sentence, the other party hung up the phone neatly, leaving him with a blind tone.
...It was exactly the same as Yan Jingxun who had hung up on him more than once.
"Damn it." Shen Bohan cursed into the air, almost dropping his phone.
But he couldn't fall. He obviously had more important things to do right now, so he directly dialed the phone and went out.
At this moment, the dormitory manager ran out of the dormitory building, along with several students.
"Student, which courtyard are you from? Why are you kicking other people's bicycles? Alas! I'm asking you something!"
Shen Bohan was so annoyed at the moment, how could he be free to control what? Bicycles.
He took out his wallet and threw out a handful of red banknotes. At the same time, the phone was finally dialed.
"Hello?"
"... Hurry up and find out where Yan Jingxun is now! And who is he with! That person..." That person is
definitely not the senior he met yesterday!
...That person, why? That person's breath makes him feel so familiar? ! !
Shen Yijin hung up the phone.
He turned his head to look at the young man beside him who was looking at him innocently. The young man's black hair was wet, and there were two blushes on his delicate and fair cheeks.
The eyes, which were originally big and bright, are now even more wet because of the water, and are set off by the small mole of tears, making them look more like innocent elves who have fallen into the mortal world. looked at him.
The youth's buttons were still unbuttoned.
There was no expression on Shen Yijin's face.
He put the phone on the shelf beside him and turned it off.
Only then did he pull the person over, and asked again: "So, does Xiao Xun want me to help you take a bath?" At
this time, Shen Yijin's voice was still very calm.
It's just that if Jing Xun is awake at this time, he must be able to find that Mr.'s eyes are black like thick ink that cannot be melted away.
Like an endless abyss.
It's a pity that Jing Xun what? I can't even notice it.
He just felt uncomfortable being wet, unable to unbutton his buttons, and being left alone by his husband.
So he nodded obediently, "Yeah, yes."
This time, Shen Yijin hardly hesitated, and directly took off the clothes on the young man.
The T-shirt on the upper body got wet and stuck to the skin. Jing Xun struggled with it for a long time but failed to take it off. When it was Shen Yijin's turn to do it, he just tore it off.
Jing Xun was very cooperative, he raised his arm when he was asked to do so, he would look up at the person in front of him with misty eyes, and smiled softly, saying very politely: "Thank you. "
Shen Yijin paused for a moment, and the chill between his brows became even worse. He simply took off all the clothes on Jing Xun's body, and then hugged him horizontally again before he could react.
This time, he directly put Jing Xun into the bathtub where the water temperature was just right.
Jing Xun struggled a little when he was first submerged in the water, but later found that the water level was not even up to his shoulders, and the young man immediately calmed down.
He was half lying on the edge of the bathtub? The wet hair hanging down completely covered the cheeks near the temples. The melon-seeded face was made thinner and his skin looked fairer.
He just faced Shen Yijin like that, docile and harmless, and opened his eyes wide.
Jing Xun said again: "Thank you...thank you."
"Jing Xun."
However, in the bathroom where the happy couple was having fun, the aura of tyranny was spreading.
Shen Yijin's body was also soaked.
The young man who just came over to beg him and ask him to help him undress almost wet the few dry cloths left on his body, but the person who has always been very particular didn't pay much attention to it.
Shen Yijin found that the young man was being polite to him again.
He suddenly remembered the phone call from the lawyer in the evening.
The phone not only reported the progress of the school theft case, but also mentioned the existence of a person named Hu Xiaopeng.
Hu Xiaopeng belongs to Shen Bohan.
And Shen Bohan, again? Just made such a phone call.
...
Peach Blossom Eyes became deeper and colder.
Shen Yijin stared at the defenseless young man in front of him with a porcelain-white complexion full of temptation.
It's hard to imagine that my lover will be involved with his ex-boyfriend.
It's also hard to imagine... If such a young man has been seen by others...
Shen Yijin slowly touched the other person's face.
He used to think he wouldn't mind his lover's past.
Intellectually, he clearly and clearly knows that it is meaningless to cling to things that have passed, and a partner is more of a contractual relationship for him.
Be loyal to each other and respect each other from the moment the agreement is reached.
Which means, what happened before then? It doesn't matter.
Besides, Shen Yijin has never had a desire for monopoly.
When he was young, his father married someone else, he had a younger brother, and his father was obviously more partial to his younger brother. The rest of the family either loved him or pitied him, or ridiculed him...but Shen Yijin didn't notice it
.
Others say he is cold-blooded and cold-hearted.
Shen Yijin didn't deny it either.
Except when he was sick and at work, he had no emotions or thoughts about other people or things.
——In his psychological report? That's indeed what it showed.
But now, Shen Yijin was sure that he didn't have an illness.
No work related annoyances either.
But it can be clearly felt that an emotion that can be called anger is spreading in the chest.
...perhaps more than anger.
In the past, he didn't mind at all that his younger brother broke toys and books, and he didn't care if the other party showed off that he had a mother in front of him, or even blatantly robbed his father of his love.
It's not that he likes that younger brother, nor is he conniving.
It's just that there is no wave in his heart.
But now...
"Jing Xun."
He called out loudly, stroking the young man's fingers slowly downward, a few fingers with slender knuckles were on the other's long neck? After lingering for a while, they were completely covered, as if It can be easily cut off with a single force.
But even so, the young man still didn't have the slightest precaution, he just blinked and stared at him blindly.
It seemed to be itchy to be touched, and the young man laughed.
The next moment, he even held Shen Yijin's hand heartlessly, and the two identical rings shone brightly under the light of the bathroom. Jing Xun tilted his head and asked, "Do you want to wash it together?"
" ..."
After asking, the young man's face quickly turned red, he was obviously drunk, but he still knew how to bury his face, like a little ostrich so that no one could see the shyness and embarrassment on his face.
Shen Yijin saw all the familiar things in his eyes, and couldn't help but relax his brows a little.
But when he thought about it, perhaps the young man had also shown such an expression to others...
His expression became even more stern.
Emotions are like when they are sick, and they will soon become uncontrollable.
At this time, the young man who was ashamed raised his face again.
The blush on his cheeks was still there, and Jing Xun looked at him brightly: "Sir, you? Really don't want to wash with me? Your clothes are also wet." The long straight and thick eyelashes trembled violently
. After a while, Shen Yijin continued to lower his hand, holding the young man's thin shoulder with one hand.
Shen Yijin slowly approached the young man in the bathtub, stared into his eyes, and asked him: "Who is Mr.?"
He tried his best to make his voice sound calm and not so scary.
He also just asked in a deep voice: "Xiao Xun... tell me, you? Who are you thinking about right now?"
"Mr. Shen..."
Jing Xun paused, looking at the stern handsome Yan, he was suddenly puzzled.
It wasn't until the wind and snow that quickly condensed in the eyes of the other party made him feel a little cold, Jing Xun shivered, and said in a questioning tone: "Mr. It's...strange, you? Isn't it sir?" If it's Mr.
Why? Do you want to? Ask?
Jing Xun blinked sharply, trying to see more clearly?
... The face in front of me is undoubtedly Mr.
But I drank too much? What do I see? I have double images, and I may be wrong.
...and Mr.'s eyes...
Mr.'s eyes are not like this, Mr. sees his eyes, there is light clearly.
...
Oops, he won't be taken away by Slag Gong, right? !
For no reason, Jing Xun suddenly struggled to push him away, trying to swim to the other side of the bathtub.
The bathtub was huge, and the youth's white and slender limbs stroked the water, causing quite a few splashes in it.
The movement of moving away was so obvious that Shen Yijin's eyes became completely dark and cold.
Like something? Something collapsed without a sound. Like that thundery rainy night.
The world is covered, and behind the heavy curtains, endless loneliness and despair are spreading.
Shen Yijin knew that he could no longer control his emotions.
He stood up abruptly.
He strode out of the bathroom in stride.
But at this moment, the young Qingyue's voice sounded again, with strange annoyance: "Shen Bohan, you? How many times do you want me to say that I have a boyfriend..." "..."
The tall
figure suddenly stopped, and Shen Yijin suddenly turned his head: "You? What did you say?"
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