MTL - The Decade of Deep Love-Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Jiang Wenxu couldn't see any expression. He looked at He Zhishu's eyes and looked at the statements and contracts. It was not too fluctuating, cold and rational. At least for now, there is still some reason.

"What about your coat?" Jiang Wenxu's eyes swept from He Zhishu's whole body and reached for his glasses. He had only a very low degree of myopia, and he only wore it for a while when he was negotiating a very important negotiation contract.

He Zhishu felt that he might be too cold, and even the reaction was slowed down. He was a little disappointed, Jiang Wenxu smiled and his voice was weak: "You didn't have dinner?"

Jiang Wenxu's expression changed into a haze for a moment, and a document directly rushed to Hezhishu. The documents were not yet booked, and the papers were swept up on the body, not painful, but the kind of sadness and sorrow was all on the heart of He Zhishu.

Jiang Wenxu was in a good mood today. He followed the bidding project for a long time and finally got a relationship with the baby son of Li Mayor’s family. The Prince’s grandfather was still a kind of love, and he did not fight for a terminally lover. Spiritually, it has recently been said that the bone marrow has been matched, and it is easy to give the benefits to yourself with pleasure. Now it’s all about finishing the work. Jiang Wenxu also thinks about leaving the Hanzhi Book for a long time. When he got home, he wanted to spend a lot of time with him. The result is that people are not at home.

In fact, it is far from the extent that Jiang Wenxu will be angry with He Zhishu. Jiang Wenxu knows that He Zhishu went out to buy some food or daily necessities. He was patient and waited for someone to go home. The result was waiting for a long time. When people are bored, they like to think about something to do something. He doesn't want to work at home. Suddenly he thinks about the scarf that He Zhishu bought for himself last year. After two days of New Year's Day, he wants to bring He Zhishu to Harbin to see the ice sculpture. The scarf is also faintly holding a good attitude towards the lover, indicating that he is very old-fashioned.

Bad is bad in a scarf.

When turning to the neat burberry classic scarf in the paper bag, Jiang Wenxu also thought about when he had such a scarf for a long time. He always cared for his own things. He was sure that the scarf was not his own. Who is that? He knows that he is absolutely reluctant to buy such a expensive scarf. Give it to yourself? Can be picked up, and looked like it was worn.

Jiang Wenxu got close to the scarf and smelled a cold fragrance and a disinfectant smell in the hospital. Suddenly in the brain, the Ferrari opened and sent a doctor with a value of 2 million orchids.

Things are serious now. Jiang Wenxu's possessiveness is particularly strong, but he usually knows how to be docile and docile. Jiang Wenxu rarely shows it. Jiang Wenxu thought, what he did most in the place he didn't know, but he couldn't stand the loneliness of He Zhishu. Is there anything more inconspicuous than other men's scarves at home? What I have done in my own home, countless nights when I have not returned, is the bed still entangled with two people.

The more you think, the more disgusting you are. The imagination is sometimes a very harmful thing. Jiang Wenxu thought for an afternoon and waited for the afternoon of He Zhishu.

What can I buy for an afternoon? I am afraid that I will go on a date.

Jiang Wenxu has not had time to think about his own mistakes and not, He Zhishu is back.

"Do you have a good time for your mother? Is it a good knowledge book? Why don't I know that your reaction to a dead fish in bed can seduce a man?" Jiang Wenxu sneered at the sly scorpion to see He Zhishu, the kind of vision is very hurtful. .

He knows his eyes and slowly squats down to help Jiang Wenxu to put those documents together. He didn't want to talk to a man who was unreasonable, although Jiang Wenxu's injury to himself was bigger than the colder north wind.

However, his attitude to Jiang Wenxu is to ignore it, and to say it is the default.

Jiang Wenxu was completely annoyed. The more he saw the secret of the book, the more unobtrusive he was. He went up and squatted on the shoulder of He Zhishu, still half-squatting.

He Zhishu did not expect Jiang Wenxu to suddenly start, only felt a pain on his shoulder, and then with the strength of the back of the waist slammed into the sharp corner of the coffee table behind him.

After the bone marrow puncture, the waist of He Zhishu has not been good, and it was hurt by this collision that the whole person would not be able to show it together.

"I am asking again, where have you been?" Jiang Wenxu turned a blind eye to his pain, and the question hanging on the top of He Zhishu was still such a cold question.

"Hospital." He Zhishu looked up at Jiang Wenxu with a pale face, and his heart was deeply hurt and painful.

"Is the clothes also in the hospital?" Jiang Wenxu hooked his lips and bent over and pinched his chin.

"Yes." He Zhishu could not explain, the fact is that Jiang Wenxu would guess what he did not know.

Jiang Wenxu frowned slowly. He loosened his knowledge, and his eyes were full of disgust and disgust. He was like a little girl who heard Huang Zizi for the first time, and praised it with that kind of surprise and a bit of malicious tone: "How are you so embarrassed?"

“Where is the doctor better? The ward? The lounge? Is it my bed?”

He Zhishu suddenly looked up, simply, unbelievable. Insulting him with this vicious language is really a man who loves most of his life with his heart and soul?

He Zhishu stood up very hard, and he tried to stand firm: "Jiang Wenxu!"

He also wondered if he had a little strength and could not read the man's name so grandly and full of energy.

"Why do you say me? You can guarantee that you are also clean? You can do it outside, you can be justified! Do you think I don't know? You really treat me as a fool? Are you **** is not good? thing!"

The words of He Zhishu were not finished, and it was a very loud slap in the face of him.

Jiang Wenxu was furious and angry. He didn't think of his double standard, but he thought of He Zhishu and himself. Is it really not clean? That is, from the age of ten, she is occupying a baby who doesn’t want to see anyone.

The whispered He Zhishu smashed, and his ears followed. Jiang Wenxu stepped forward and dragged He Zhishu's wrist to drag him to the bedroom. He is not a doctor who is willing to pity that He Zhishu does not dare to make a heavy hand. Jiang Wenxu has a big hand and he is stunned by the wrists of He Zhishu.

"I am going out to be a retreat at home. What can you do from home? Why are you and people screaming? Why? I see you are owed!"

The troubled scarf was thrown on the bed in the bedroom. The bed sheets of the bed were thrown all over the floor, and it was Jiang Wenxu’s heart that was too dirty.

He Zhishu also looked at the scarf for a long time before he remembered it. It was the doctor who sent him home around his neck that day. He folded back and went back to the hospital and went back. He forgot.

"Who's?" Jiang Wenxu pointed to a finger.

He knows that some of the smiles are bleak: "Doctor's."

"Your clothes are at the doctor, the doctor's scarf is in my house, can you two be so shameless?"

He Zhishu wanted to give Jiang Wenxu a slap in the face, and wanted him not to talk so yin and yang, but he couldn’t say a word in his breath, and his throat was full of blood.

He Zhishu was shackled by Jiang Wenxu on the bed, the back was chrome, and the bed was very cold and very rough.

"I hate you." When Jiang Wenxu deceived him, He Zhishu did not resist. He even had a calm tone, but it was such three words that made the strong as Jiang Wenxu shudder.

The moment of the heart is more violent after the past. Jiang Wenxu pulled the scarf and tied the wrist of He Zhishu: "Oh, you, the ability. Anything dare to say it? Is it a man? Can I do it? I can’t let others touch you. Believe it or not. ?"

The nose of He Zhishu lingered on the smell of disinfectant on the scarf, and he was very untimely. When the doctor came over and hugged him, it was also this kind of smell. His movements were so careful and fearful that he probably liked to go to the heavy hands.

What about Jiang Wenxu?

The clothes of the two men did not completely fall, Jiang Wenxu just pulled the zipper of the pants.

"Smuggling goods," Jiang Wenxu started very heavy, half-pity did not: "I should not ... put yourself in the house!"

He Zhishu’s painful snoring under Jiang Wenxu’s body is deeper and deeper like a knife. Jiang Wenxu did not give him lubrication, only the fingers that were soaked in saliva for easy insertion.

Never hurt so much. Almost Jiang Wenxu got in the waist and came to the Hezhishu to be ruined and shed blood.

He Zhishu couldn't help but grit his teeth, and then he began to bite his lips and tongue, and then the soft inner wall of the mouth.