Quick Wear: Boss, please stop being so high

He Shuo glanced at his silly brother and said helplessly, "You don't believe it, but there will always be someone who believes it, right?"

He Feng nodded in agreement: "That's true..."

Halfway through the conversation, He Feng suddenly realized something was wrong. He quickly turned his head and said, "No, brother! You got the wrong point!"

He Shuo silently put away the newspaper in his hand, and then said to He Feng calmly: "I don't know who published it, and the media didn't leak any news."

He Feng: “......?!”

“What?!” He Feng was so shocked that he jumped up from the sofa and said, “You don’t even know who sent it?!

He Shuo glanced at him and said, "Don't be so surprised. This is actually a good thing...isn't it?"

As he spoke, He Shuo smiled coldly at He Feng.

He Feng couldn't help but shudder, then said with a pale face: "Brother...you'd better stop laughing, I...I'm scared."

Upon hearing this, He Shuo immediately retracted his smile, then ignored He Feng with a cold face, reached out to take the computer beside him, and started working in He Feng's confused eyes.

"..."

The living room suddenly became quiet, and He Feng sat on the sofa with a confused and unbelievable look on his face.

He looked at He Shuo, who seemed to disagree and was still working, then lowered his head and looked at the content on his phone.

Suddenly he fell into a state of doubt about his life. He thought, since his brother He Shuo is not in a hurry, why should he be in a hurry?

So, He Feng thought about it and directly exited and deleted a series of operations, deleted the W blog, and simply turned off the sight and turned off the mind. Then he switched to the work page and handled company affairs with He Shuo.

......

On the other side, Su Ningyang just woke up today and realized something was wrong. He closed his eyes, lay on the bed, stretched out his hands and felt around, but after feeling around for a long time, he didn't touch anything.

"Ok?"

Su Ningyang sat up in a daze. He rubbed his eyes and shouted, "Juechen~"

"Clang-"

Along with Su Ningyang's shout, the door was pushed open from the outside, and the person walked into the room with a little heat.

Su Ningyang frowned, his head still not fully clear, and subconsciously said coquettishly: "It's so hot..."

At this moment, a warm towel suddenly fell on his face. Su Ningyang half opened his eyes and looked at the person who came.

Before he could open his mouth, the person who came, Taoist Juechen, slowly helped him wipe his face.

Su Ningyang looked at Taoist Juechen's gentle gaze and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Su Ningyang pursed his lips, looked at Taoist Juechen who had already started to wipe his hands, and finally couldn't help but ask the question in his heart:

"Why...are you so nice to me all of a sudden? Is it because of last time?"

When mentioning what happened last time, Su Ningyang suddenly became a little dazed.

On that day, Taoist Juechen encountered some unknown incident and needed to go out to deal with it, so he left Suo and the dragon to Su Ningyang, then set up a few barriers and left.

Su Ningyang lived a very peaceful life throughout the whole day, until the moment Taoist Juechen came back, the peace of the day was broken.

I don’t know what happened to Taoist Juechen. When he came back, he looked particularly bad.

His eyes were red and there was a trace of blood at the corners of his mouth, as if he had suffered a serious injury, or as if he had suffered internal injuries from his own anger.

Su Ningyang didn't notice anything wrong with Taoist Juechen at first, until he passed by Taoist Juechen, he suddenly smelled the smell of alcohol on Taoist Juechen.

Mixed with the smell of wine is a strange and exceptionally sweet aroma.

Su Ningyang frowned, he was a little curious in his heart. As for what he was curious about...?

Of course I am curious about who left such a sweet smell on Taoist Juechen.

Smelling that smell, Su Ningyang always felt a little depressed, but he didn't care. He just subconsciously thought that he felt depressed because of this sweet smell, which was too choking.

So, Su Ningyang thought about it and stepped forward to stop Taoist Juechen from walking into the house.

He stretched out his hand and directly grabbed Taoist Juechen's arm.

However, before he could say anything, he saw Taoist Juechen suddenly shake off his hand and said with a serious expression: "Don't touch me!"

Su Ningyang was stunned, and Taoist Juechen, who had accidentally been violent towards someone, was also stunned.

Taoist Juechen seemed to realize that he had accidentally yelled at the wrong person. He turned his head stiffly and whispered to Su Ningyang: "...I'm sorry."

Su Ningyang was inexplicably yelled at by Taoist Juechen and felt a little aggrieved.

However, before he could think about it, Taoist Juechen apologized so quickly, causing Su Ningyang's anger to be blocked in the middle, making him unable to go up or down.

Su Ningyang pursed her lips and looked up into the eyes of Taoist Juechen.

Perhaps because he felt wronged just now, Su Ningyang's eyes were filled with many crystal clear tears.

Taoist Juechen looked into Su Ningyang's eyes, and slowly, he began to lose his mind. He slowly bent down, lowered his head, and moved a little closer to Su Ningyang's face.

Su Ningyang did not notice Taoist Juechen's gaze, which was a bit too aggressive.

He stood there obediently, but on the surface he pretended to be fierce. He stared at Taoist Juechen fiercely and said, "Hey! What's wrong with you? How dare you be fierce to me!"

"......I'm sorry." After hearing Su Ningyang's coquettish tone, Taoist Juechen paused, then lowered his head, and said with his mind barely cleared up a little.

Su Ningyang pursed his lips, looked at Taoist Juechen's face which was gradually turning red, and finally said with a soft heart: "Forget it, I will let you go this time. Next time, if you dare to be mean to me again, hmph!"

As he spoke, Su Ningyang did not forget to step forward and support Taoist Juechen, who seemed to be in a daze and could barely stand.

Su Ningyang poked the muscles on Taoist Juechen's arm, and then muttered to himself:

"It's weird. This guy doesn't look like he has much muscle when he's wearing clothes. But how come he feels... pretty muscular when touched?"

Taoist Juechen's breathing became more and more rapid. He lowered his head and half-closed his eyes, looking at Su Ningyang, who was trying to support him but actually looked like he was nestling in his arms.

After a while, Taoist Juechen's throat moved slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry about me... Go back to sleep..."

Su Ningyang frowned and said unhappily, "What nonsense are you talking about? Am I the kind of person who would just leave you out there and not care about you?!"

Taoist Juechen looked at Su Ningyang with a dark gaze and said in a hoarse voice: "You really... won't let me go?"

Su Ningyang looked up and down at Taoist Juechen with a strange expression, and then asked doubtfully:

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, are you stupid? Why do you keep asking me such weird questions? What? Is it possible that if I don't let you go, something bad will happen?"

Taoist Juechen's eyes never left Su Ningyang's face. After hearing what Su Ningyang said, he suddenly smiled, and then said in an ambiguous voice: "I'm not afraid of you..." Regret.

The last two words were spoken so quietly that Su Ningyang did not hear them. He only heard that Taoist Juechen was afraid of him.

So, Su Ningyang raised his eyebrows and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect that you would still be afraid."

Taoist Juechen saw that no matter what he said, Su Ningyang remained unmoved and seemed to have made up his mind not to let go, so he reluctantly relaxed his body and leaned on Su Ningyang.

Su Ningyang frowned and said, "Strange, why are you suddenly heavier?"

Taoist Juechen bent down, leaned over to whisper in Su Ningyang's ear, chuckled and said, "Do you think I'm too heavy? Then I'll give you another chance... You can just leave me here now and ignore me."

Su Ningyang pursed his lips, glanced at Taoist Juechen and said, "Tsk, you did this on purpose?! Do you really want me to make a choice here? Or do you... care about my choice?"

Taoist Juechen looked into Su Ningyang's eyes and did not answer his question, but his attitude had already explained everything.

Su Ningyang frowned in confusion and said, "Well... I've already told you, I won't abandon you!"

"..."

Suddenly, after saying that, Su Ningyang keenly realized that something was wrong.

But when asked what was wrong, Su Ningyang couldn't tell exactly why.

Su Ningyang tilted his head and simply put these strange feelings behind him. Then he continued to support Taoist Juechen and walked towards his room.

After entering Taoist Juechen's room, Su Ningyang was subconsciously stunned. Compared with Su Ningyang's room, Taoist Juechen's room looked more like a guest bedroom that no one had ever used.

The white sheets and quilt cover were spread flat by the owner of the room and did not appear to have a single wrinkle.

The dark blackout curtains can completely block out the light from inside and outside the house.

Walls in cool colors give people a cold and indifferent feeling.

After entering the room, Su Ningyang inexplicably felt that the air he breathed was cold.

He frowned, put Taoist Juechen down, and said, "Your room looks too cold. I thought I was in a hotel!"

Su Ningyang paused and continued, "No, what I said is a bit discrediting of their hotel. After all, the layout of their hotel may be better than your room!"

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