Grand Collection

The car drove into the garden, and the housekeeper greeted him, opened the car door, and said eagerly, "Mr. Meng, you are finally here."

Meng Xin got out of the car, walked towards the villa with long legs, and said calmly, "Where's Ah Ye?"

"I'm angry in the study, no one is allowed in, the cups are all dropped."

"Childish," Meng Xin shook her head and walked up the stairs.

The door of the study room was closed, Meng Xin knocked on the door, and there was a violent shout from inside, "Get lost!"

Meng Xin raised her voice leisurely, "You let me go?"

"No!" There was a sound of panicked footsteps inside the door, and then the door opened, and Han Ye appeared at the door in panic, grabbing Meng Xin's wrist, "Uncle Meng, don't be angry, I didn't know it was you..."

Meng Xin raised her hand to smooth his frizzy hair, "Why are you so angry, something happened, and you don't want to see me anymore?"

Han Ye miraculously calmed down under his touch like a big dog, took Meng Xin's hand and led him into the study room, and said heavily, "No!"

"Then why let me go?"

The housekeeper brought refreshments, Han Ye took the tray, and signaled him to go out with his eyes, the housekeeper immediately exited the study room graciously, closed the door, Han Ye poured tea for Meng Xin, and said in a friendly voice, "I didn't expect you to come over suddenly."

Meng Xin drank tea, admired Han Ye's embarrassment, and chuckled, "I heard that someone was jealous and dropped the cup."

"I..." Han Ye was still angry, but he didn't want to get angry in front of Meng Xin. He gritted his teeth and said, "I... I'm jealous! I wish I could kill him!"

Meng Xin shook her head and sighed, "You are still so impatient. He has already been kicked out of Hong Kong by you and settled down in the Netherlands. He has no threat to you in this life. Why are you still upset? Besides, he is your half-brother. Brother, if something happens in Hong Kong, you will definitely be accused of murdering your brother, such public opinion is very unfavorable to you."

"I don't care about public opinion!" Han Yedao, "I only care about you, Uncle Meng, how dare he go back to Hong Kong, how dare he go to see you, how dare...he dares to send you roses!!!"

"Just a few flowers."

"It's not a few flowers!" Han Ye raised his voice, "It's a car! He even gave you a car of roses! Red roses!!!"

Knowing what the child was angry about, Meng Xin stroked his back and comforted him softly, "I don't have him in my eyes, so what if he gave away [-] flowers? Ah Ye, I know what kind of guy Han Qiang is." , I asked the shop assistant to take all his roses and throw them away, how about I only accept your roses in the future?"

His voice seemed to have magical powers, and Han Ye gradually calmed down. He grabbed his wrist and said eagerly, "I'll give you [-] flowers! No, no, [-] million flowers!"

Meng Xin burst out laughing, "Silly boy, give me [-] million roses, will you let me sleep in a pile of roses? I will only take one, just one."

Han Ye finally smiled, took his finger and put it on his lips to kiss gently, "Uncle Meng, you are mine."

"Well, I'm yours."

Han Ye violently pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly, "Uncle Meng, don't leave me, I know it's wrong to keep you by my side, but I can't change it, I can't let go, Uncle Meng, I can not leave you……"

Meng Xin was so strangled by him that her bones ached, she sighed slightly in her heart, and said softly, "What are you worrying about, why would I leave you? Silly boy, we... are a couple."

The gentle voice smiled and comforted, but Han Ye seemed to be stabbed suddenly. He remembered the reason why the two became lovers, the scene when Meng Xin was heartbroken by Wen Zhijun, and the despicableness of threatening him with a heart donor... …

This person... was forcibly imprisoned by his side, and he obtained it through despicable means, but... he will not regret it at all.

He is selfish, and he can't do without this person, so he would rather give up his self-esteem, give up his image, give up everything, and keep him by his side.

"Uncle Meng..." Han Ye murmured, "You must be very disappointed in me...or even hate me?"

Meng Xin was silent for a moment, then said flatly, "What nonsense, how could I hate you?"

"Even if you hate me, I won't let you go," Han Ye buried his head and sniffed deeply in his hair, took a deep breath greedily like an addict encountering high-purity heroin, and murmured, "Uncle Meng, although You don't like me, but as long as I work hard, one day...one day..."

Meng Xin sighed softly, "Aye, you know, as long as you want, I will not refuse."

"No," Han Ye hugged him tightly, "I want you to be with me willingly, Uncle Meng, I've become greedy. I not only want your people, but also your heart."

"Silly boy."

Han Ye kissed his hair dazedly and softly, and murmured, "Uncle Meng, will you have dinner with me tonight? I haven't eaten with Uncle Meng for a long time. I'll ask the cook to cook your favorite dish..."

Meng Xin laughed, and patted his head like a puppy, "I'm here to cook, what would Ah Ye want to eat?"

Han Ye tightened his arms, "Really?"

"Of course, when did uncle lie to you?"

Han Ye buried his head in his neck and said in a low voice, "I want corn soup, the kind Uncle Meng used to make."

"Nothing," Meng Xin laughed, as if a warm current was rippling through his heart. He hadn't cooked for a long time, and it was back when the two of them were down and out. Every time Han Ye was bullied by other brothers, he would go to him. There, the two huddled in a small apartment the size of a palm, had a warm meal, watched an old movie, and gradually fell asleep amidst the dull plot.

The sweet smell of corn soup wafted through the kitchen. Han Ye hugged Meng Xin's thin waist from behind and put his chin on his shoulder, "Don't put lotus seeds."

"Don't be picky eaters," Meng Xin stirred the pot with a spoon, "Lotus seeds are a good thing to clear away heat."

Meng's corn soup is sweet but not greasy, smooth and delicious. Corn, red beans, lotus seeds, pearls, and taro are served in a small crystal bowl.

Before dinner was served, Han Ye secretly ate two large bowls in the kitchen. Meng Xin held him down speechlessly, "Aren't you going to have dinner?"

Han Ye looked at the fried sweet and sour pork ribs in the pot, and put down his rice bowl with difficulty, "... Uncle Meng's cooking skills are really good."

Meng Xin didn't eat much, so she put down her chopsticks after eating for a while, and only drank sweet wine from a cup, watching Han Ye eating like a child.

Now they are lovers in name, but they are even more distant than before. Sure enough, once the relationship is broken, it will be difficult to be as close as before. What's more, the reason why they can become such a relationship is because of Wen Zhijun.

The name was like a taboo between the two of them, and it stuck in Han Ye's heart like a thorn. He didn't want to mention it. Meng Xin knew this, so she wouldn't mention her old friends in front of him again. Growing up in Nanjing for more than 20 years, it has been sealed in his own memory like a previous life. Those past events will only make Han Ye sad, so he won't mention them, never mention them again, he is willing to do so Doting on Han Ye, he is willing to always dote on him for the rest of his life, which is far away in the foreseeable future.

After dinner, Meng Xin picked up his coat, "I'm going back first, you should rest well tonight, don't be sullen with yourself."

Han Ye looked at Meng Xin who was about to go out, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes, "It's so late, you still have to go?"

"Ah."

Han Ye stood up, "I'll see you off."

"No, there is a driver. You are exhausted today and drank again. Go to bed early."

Han Ye stood there in a daze, watching his thin figure disappear into the night obsessively. The housekeeper cautiously approached, "Mr. Han, why don't I stay with Mr. Meng tonight? As long as you open your mouth, Mr. Meng will definitely not would refuse."

"No," Han Ye shook his head, looking at the night outside the door, "He can leave if he wants, stay if he wants, I don't want to force him."

Meng Xin's small antique shop is on Hollywood Road. The store is not big, but the decoration is exquisite. In the afternoon, Meng Xin lay leisurely on the rattan chair and flipped through an ancient Chinese script. When the wind chime on the door rang, he looked up. , saw a man leaning in.

"The distinguished guests are here, and the small shop is full of splendor," Meng Xin said flatly.

Han Qiang's facial features are two points similar to Han Ye's, but they are more treacherous, three points sinister, and four points vicious. He turned his eyes around the store and looked at the book in his hand, "Beauty Meng's childhood is easy and happy."

"It's just stealing half a day's leisure."

"The beauty is really calm," Han Qiang moved closer to Meng Xin's face with a playful smile, "I heard that you threw away the roses I gave you two days ago?"

Meng Xin calmly turned over a page of the book and replied, "Oh, throw it away."

"Throw it well," Han Qiang raised his hands exaggeratedly, and stroked his hair, "We Meng Damei don't like it, throw it all away, and my brother bought it for you."

Meng Xin tilted her head to the side and frowned, "Stay away from me."

"It's really heartless," Han Qiang covered his face with one hand, pretending to be sad, "When you asked me to join forces to kill Big Brother, you didn't have this attitude, big beauty."

Mentioning the days when the bureaucrats were licking blood, Meng Xin raised her head leisurely and glanced at him, "The cunning rabbit is dead, the lackey is cooking, you are no longer worth using, why should I follow you?"

Han Qiang gritted his teeth and spit out two words, "Bitch!"

Meng Xin didn't take it seriously, and said calmly, "You idiot."

Han Qiang was furious, and just about to speak, suddenly the wind chime on the store door rang again, Han Ye walked in with a dim sum box slightly lowered his head, saw two people in the store, his face darkened, "What are you doing here? "

The anger on Han Qiang's face was fleeting, and he immediately changed into a sticky smile, stroked Meng Xin's hair, and said with a smile, "Oh, my dear brother, my brother is here to catch up with Miss Meng..."

"Get out."

"Brother," Han Qiang said, "don't be so irritable. If you are angry, wait until I have sex with Meng Damei, and it will not be too late..."

The voice stopped abruptly, Han Qiang froze suddenly, the muscles on his face twitched, and he forced a smile, "Brother, what are you doing?"

With the muzzle of the gun firmly pressed against his forehead, Han Ye said coldly, "Get out!"

"Is this a beauty who is so angry?" Han Qiang grinned a cruel smirk, "Brother, your weakness is too obvious... If I catch Meng Damei one day, I'm afraid you will Even the entire Han family can be handed over."

There was a clear click in his ear, and Han Ye had already opened the insurance, and said coldly, "I'll count to three, one...two..."

"OK!" Han Qiang raised his hands, "I'll go, I'll go."

After finishing speaking, he kept his hands raised and slowly exited the small antique shop. The wind chime on the door dinged, leaving only Meng Xin and Han Ye in the shop.

The clerk and the bodyguard walked out of the store tactfully, and even hung a small sign on the door saying that the store was closed, which was extremely considerate.

Meng Xin got up from the rattan chair, glanced at Han Ye's livid face, and smiled, "You, it's really dangerous to draw a gun every now and then."

Han Ye was obviously still angry, and gritted his teeth, "How dare he like you, I can't kill him with one shot!"

"Silly boy, he doesn't mean that to me at all, he just wants to anger you on purpose. Back then, I plotted against him and caused him to be kicked out of Hong Kong by the old man. He hated me to the bone before it was too late. How could he still like me? "

Han Ye was unreasonable, "He just likes you! You are so nice, he will definitely like you!"

Meng Xin laughed, no longer bothering with him about this topic, took the snack box in his hand, opened it, the burnt egg tart was baked so crispy and delicious, it made people move their index fingers, Meng Xin ate the egg tart and laughed, "I ordered it again Sherry went to line, didn't she accuse you of exploiting the staff?"

"I lined up to buy this myself."

Meng Xin paused, "Didn't anyone tell you that this kind of behavior is stupid?"

Han Ye raised his hand to wipe the puff pastry from the corner of his mouth, "I think it's written like this in novels."

Meng Xin lowered her eyelids, thinking that it is necessary to manage the reading materials in A Ye's hand...

Han Ye was very busy. He sat in the antique shop and watched Meng Xin eat the egg tarts, then got up and went back to the company. When he went out, he looked at the staff in the store with a murderous look, and said coldly, "Take care of Uncle Meng, if it happens again today This situation..."

The employee's legs were trembling, "Mr. Han, don't worry, if Han Qiang dares to come to the store again, we will definitely fight him to the death!!!"

Meng Xin walked out the door, "A Ye, be careful on the road."

Han Ye immediately swept away his murderous aura, and gave him a gentle look, "Don't worry."

After finally sending the big Buddha to the car and leaving, the clerk was covered in cold sweat and muttered to Meng Xin, "Boss Han is really nervous about you, obviously Han Qiang didn't get anything from you..."

Meng Xin said indifferently, "Aye's personality is quite sensitive, if you scare you, you have to be considerate."

"Mr. Meng, you are really happy," the clerk was full of envy, "Mr. Han is so busy with work, and he came here to give you egg tarts, isn't it sweet to your heart?"

Meng Xin's cheeks were slightly hot, with a straight face, "What nonsense, go to work."

"Oh, I became angry from embarrassment," the clerk laughed while running, "Actually, Mr. Meng, you are also very happy, right? There are smiles in your eyes."

Turning around, Meng Xin touched her eyes. Are you really happy?He closed his eyes slightly, and Han Ye's handsome face appeared in front of his eyes...

I am really happy, this feeling of being loved, even if my heart is dead, I will feel that my soul is alive again, and I am happy from the bottom of my heart.

only……

I am already 33 years old, and Ah Ye is still so young. His splendor has just begun. In the next few decades, he will call the wind and shake the wind and dominate the wind and clouds. The one who can accompany him should be a gentle lady, and Not an old man like myself who has failed half his life and lived in a foreign country.

Meng Xin watched Han Ye's car go away in a daze, and sighed deeply.

In the evening, I received a call, saying that someone in Saigon wanted to immigrate, and some Ming and Qing furniture at home could not be taken out, so they simply sold them.

Meng Xin knew ancient things and was fascinated by them, and she liked them from the bottom of her heart. Although it was a bit late, she still drove to see the goods.

They are all good things, Meng Xin casually picked up a beeswax cigarette holder on the coffee table, seahorse shape, inlaid with gold and silver, it looks like it has been used for many years.

"This should be a family tradition, right?"

"That's right," the hostess said, "These furniture are also handed down from the ancestors. Lao Jiang moved them from the mainland when he was running away, and loaded a large boat. They are from a wealthy family with status."

Meng Xin nodded, "I can tell."

After counting the furniture one by one, and making an appointment for the store to pick up the goods and pay the bill, Meng Xin drove home under the moonlight, and easily negotiated a big deal, which made him feel very relaxed, and he freed up his hands to turn on the radio. Suddenly, a car jumped out of the intersection ahead, and its bright headlights stabbed straight at him.

Meng Xin slammed on the brake, turned his head and squinted his eyes, only to hear the screeching sound of the brakes. The violent impact made him dizzy, and he sat on the seat blankly, wondering what was going on.

A car behind stopped, and two tall bodyguards rushed over and opened the door, "Mr. Meng..."

Meng Xin rubbed her temples, glanced at them, realized that it was the person Han Ye had sent to secretly protect her, and shook her head lightly, "I'm fine, you go and see the car on the other side..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and only a burst of wind was heard. Meng Xin's eyes widened suddenly, and a stick was drawn heavily. One bodyguard immediately rolled his eyes and passed out. Roar, "Mr. Meng! You go!!!"

Meng Xinxin raised her throat in an instant, and realized that this was not a simple car accident. Without saying a word, she stepped on the gas pedal fiercely, and the car fiercely brushed against the car that caused the accident and rushed past.

There were no cars on the road under the moonlight. Cold sweat dripped from Meng Xin's forehead. He held the steering wheel tightly and felt his whole body trembling slightly. Ever since Han Ye succeeded in taking over the position, he hadn't felt like his life was hanging by a thread for a long time. up.

Taking a look in the rearview mirror, he saw that there were two cars chasing after him. Suddenly, two strong lights came from the front, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave in an instant—hitting back and forth, unable to escape.

Gritting his teeth and staring at the approaching car in front of him, he turned the steering wheel suddenly, left the main road, and rushed into the trail. There was an abandoned factory building not far away. He abandoned the car. Rush into the complex factory building.

There was a screeching sound of brakes outside, followed by chaotic footsteps chasing into the factory building. This factory did not know what it used to do, and there were many abandoned pipes. Meng Xin moved carefully, took out her mobile phone, and found that for some reason, there was no Signal, he tried to dial twice, but couldn't get through.

There were about four people on the other side. Meng Xin used the cover of the machine to move and dodge lightly, hiding back and forth in multiple workshops. As time passed by, he felt that his physical strength was gradually losing, and the dodging became more and more laborious. The stale smell in the workshop made his brain dizzy.

I don't know how long after that, there was another sound of brakes outside, and someone walked in, with a slightly familiar voice, "Haven't caught it? Trash! What's the use of raising you? Damn it! Find it for me! I want to live!"

Meng Xin looked through the gap of the machine, and suddenly her scalp tingled.

Han Qiang! ! !

Han Ye's second brother, the second youngest of the Han family who was defeated by his own beauty trick!Is he going to catch himself?What is he going to do when he returns to Hong Kong this time?

Without thinking too much, Meng Xin moved cautiously into the distance, and suddenly her whole body was shaken, only hearing the sound of a dog barking outside, her whole body couldn't help trembling.

"Haha, so it's here!" Han Qiang laughed wildly, loosened the rein in his hand, and the huge mastiff rushed up. Meng Xin stared at the saliva dripping from its teeth, and jumped up to avoid The mastiff pounced hard, but before he could stand upright, suddenly there was a heavy blow on his back, and he felt a heavy blow on the waist, and the whole person was pushed down by the mastiff. Big eyes.

"Yoxi!" Han Qiang laughed exaggeratedly, pulled the reins the moment the mastiff opened its bloody mouth, and dragged the mastiff back, "Big beauty, if it wasn't for me, you would have been eaten by my little darling!" It's gone."

Meng Xin slowly got up, "If you want to use me to threaten Ah Ye for something, I advise you to stop as soon as possible."

"You think I'm not as good as him?"

"You are far worse than him."

Han Qiang's face turned cold, he grabbed Meng Xin by the collar and lifted him up.

Meng Xin turned around quickly, and hit his face cleanly with an elbow.

Han Qiang dodged nimbly, clasped his wrist and twisted it deftly, a silver light flashed in his hand, and with a click, Meng Xin was twisted behind his back with his hands and handcuffed into the handcuffs.

"I advise you not to make unnecessary struggles." Han Qiang touched his face and said with a smile, "You know, I have been thinking about this day for a long time."

"Hehe, if you dare to touch me, Ah Ye will definitely tear you apart," Meng Xin said calmly, "And if you stop now, I will persuade Ah Ye to let you live."

"Hahaha," Han Qiang laughed, "Let me live? Beauty, you don't understand my dear brother too much. From the moment I hit your idea, he won't let me leave Hong Kong alive. You said..." He leaned closer and gently kissed Meng Xin's face, "I ran all the way back from the Netherlands, how could I give up my life before I ate you?"

Meng Xin resisted the rising nausea, expressionless, "I didn't know I had such a charm."

"From the time you helped my dear brother to kill the brothers one by one like pulling carrots, I think you are really..." Han Qiang's lips slowly moved from the side of his face to the earlobe, and blew in maliciously. Tone, "It's both bad and beautiful."

The cold and hot air rushed into the ear holes, Meng Xin's breathing became short, and Han Qiang burst out laughing, "You are so sensitive, beauty, you are so suitable to lie on my bed and spread your legs..."

"Han Qiang, stop pretending, you don't like me at all," Meng Xin said, "You caught me, you just wanted to use me to blackmail Ah Ye, do you think you've caught Ah Ye's weakness by doing this? Really enough Naive, but you have a flaw in your brain. I knew this a long time ago. Back then, I just found a woman, seduced you, and then climbed into your father's bed. I didn't expect you to be hooked so quickly and be Coaxing around, competing with your father for her, heh, what a fool."

"You!" Han Qiang suddenly changed his face, grabbed Meng Xin by the hair, grabbed him and slammed him against the wall, roaring, "How dare you mention this! How dare you mention this!!!"

Meng Xin had a headache from the bump, gritted her teeth and said with a sneer, "Why didn't I dare? I dared to plot against you back then when you were so powerful. Now that Ah Ye is in power, what else would I not dare to do?"

"Haha, you're awesome, aren't you? When you got close to that bastard Han Ye, you pulled him up? Hahaha, Meng Xin, aren't you just selling your ass, you fucking dare to be arrogant in front of me?" Han Qiang suddenly pulled Meng Xin away. Xin pushed him down, grabbed his collar with both hands and tore it violently, only to hear the sound of slitting silk, Meng Xin's shirt was torn, revealing a thin and pale body.

"Haha, Meng Xin... Meng Xin... Don't you think you have no plans?" Han Qiang tore his clothes frantically, "Can you figure out what I'm going to do next?"

Meng Xin's lips turned white, and she forced herself to sneer calmly, "You want to rape me? Hehe, you really are a poor guy. Only a cowardly person would seek comfort through rape. It's also suitable for you, a cowardly coward..."

"Bah!" Han Qiang spat, "I raped you? Have your big dream!"

Heavy breathing rang in his ears, Meng Xin turned his head suddenly, and saw that the mastiff's sharp teeth were dripping with saliva, and his crotch had completely hardened, the blood on his face faded in an instant, and he said sharply, "Han Qiang, how dare you... ..."

Slap—a slap hit his face to one side, Han Qiang grabbed his hair and grinned, "You stinky whore, you deserve to be fucked by a dog!"

As soon as he said that, the rein in his hand was loosened, and the mastiff in estrus immediately jumped on it. Meng Xin struggled violently like crazy, but was held down by Han Qiang's men, took off his pants, and put him in a kneeling position.

The mastiff's hot and hard stick was pressed against the crotch, and the shame and panic of being overwhelmed came to my heart, and Meng Xin roared crazily...

Suddenly there was a gunshot, and the mastiff screamed in the ear, and fell down crying. Meng Xin turned her head sharply, and tears fell down suddenly.

——I saw Han Ye appearing at the door like a god, striding in with a gun in one hand, his face was stern, like a Shura who had just come out of hell.

"Uncle Meng! Don't be afraid!"

Meng Xin's vision was blurred, looking at the clearer figure in front of her, she murmured, "Aye..."

There was also a small pistol in Han Qiang's palm, and it spun nimbly, with an exaggerated voice, "Oh, my dear brother, you are a step late, Meng Damei is in my hands."

With a bang, the bullet flew past Han Qiang's ear, Han Ye's face turned livid, "Let him go."

"That can't be done," Han Qiang said with a hippie smile, "Dear brother, how about we do a multiple-choice question?"

Han Ye frowned, "What?"

"Option A, give me Meng Xin to play with, option B, give me Han Shi to play with."

"I choose B."

Han Qiang laughed loudly, "Brother, are you sure you want to choose B? This multiple-choice question is not too difficult. Anyone can choose A, right? Han's... Dajinshan..."

"No, I choose B."

"Hahaha..." Han Qiang looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "My dear brother, you are really a kind of love."

Meng Xin lowered her eyelids and murmured, "This multiple-choice question is meaningless."

Han Qiang tilted his head to look at him, "Hey? What do you say?"

Meng Xin said in a low voice, "The Han family is destined to belong to Ah Ye. There is no doubt about it. I belong to Ah Ye too. I am willing to do so."

Han Ye looked at him sharply, "Uncle Meng..."

"Oh, I really have deep feelings." Han Qiang grabbed the pistol and pressed it against Meng Xin's temple. "My dear brother, your Uncle Meng is in my hands. Do you want to save him? If you want to save him, you have to do it yourself." One shot in the right leg, it should be in the thigh."

Without saying a word, Han Ye turned his gun and pointed it at his right leg.

"A Ye!!!" Meng Xin sternly said, "If you dare to shoot, you will never want to see me again in this life."

Han Ye was startled, "Uncle Meng, you..."

"I don't allow you to hurt yourself," Meng Xin said coldly, "I saved your life, and without my permission, no one is allowed to hurt even a little bit!"

"Beauty Meng, you can't even protect yourself," Han Qiang put his gun on his head heavily, and said with a smile, "As long as I lightly hook my finger, bang——you'll crash, and all your brains will come out. Red, white, clattering..."

Meng Xin glanced at him lightly, and was about to speak when suddenly he saw a red dot appear between Han Qiang's eyebrows. Squirted out.

A strong force grabbed his arm, and in the next second, he was hugged tightly by Han Ye, with a warm windbreaker covering his body, and Han Ye murmured in pain, "Uncle Meng...Uncle Meng ...Uncle Meng..."

Meng Xin grabbed the collar of the windbreaker and pursed her lips, "I'm fine, Ah Ye, don't worry."

Han Ye hugged him tightly, and kissed him confusedly, "Uncle Meng..."

This silly boy...Meng Xin sighed, put his arms around his waist, tilted his head, kissed his cheek, and said softly, "It's over, Ah Ye, I'm not hurt, don't be afraid, I'm fine, Nothing happened."

A bodyguard came over, "Mr. Han, Han Qiang died on the spot."

Han Ye took a deep breath, looked up at the bodyguard, and said calmly, "Dispose of the body, and the dog."

Thinking of what happened to the dog almost blasting him just now, Meng Xin felt nauseous for a while.

Han Ye noticed sensitively, "How are you?"

"It's okay," Meng Xin whispered, "Let's go, I don't want to see this place again."

"Okay," Han Ye covered Meng Xin with a windbreaker, and walked out of the abandoned factory building with his arms around him. There were seven or eight cars parked outside, and a bodyguard came up to him, "Mr. Meng, Mr. Han, those who participated in the arrest of Mr. Meng have been caught. "

Han Ye nodded, "Good job."

Speaking of opening the car door, Han Ye pushed Meng Xin into the back seat, sat up after him, hugged him into his arms, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and murmured, "Uncle Meng, I'm sorry..."

Knowing that he was blaming himself for not protecting himself well, Meng Xin smiled lightly, raised his hand to cup his face, stared into his eyes, and said seriously, "Don't apologize, Ah Ye did a good job, just now... just now Ah Ye When she appeared at the door, she was like a god..."

Thinking of what he saw when he rushed to the door, Han Ye suddenly trembled all over, gritted his teeth and said, "I...I wish I could tear him into pieces, a person I would not be willing to touch, how dare...how dare..."

"It's all over," Meng Xin whispered, "It's all over."

Han Ye hugged him tightly, his lips wandering frantically on his forehead, "Uncle Meng, you are mine."

"Well, I'm yours."

Small kisses fell on his face, and Meng Xin let him kiss softly. His lips moved down slowly, from his forehead to the corner of his mouth. Han Ye pressed him tightly to his chest, lowered his head and looked into his eyes intently, feeling awkward. Panting heavily, "Uncle Meng, I...can I kiss your mouth?"

It was Meng Xin who answered him with a kiss on his own initiative.

The two kissed frantically in a small space, their lips and tongues were entangled, and the overflowing saliva wet their chins. Han Ye kissed eagerly. He pressed the back of Meng Xin's head with his big hands and locked him in front of him, so excited It's like kissing the only treasure in my life.

Uncle Meng is his own, and no one can get his hands on it. From the day he reached out to save him, he is destined to be his own. This is the marriage appointed by God. He wants to hold him tightly in his arms. Complete possession, leaving his own smell all over his body, making every cell of him bear his own mark, he will not let go, never let go, whoever dares to covet his Uncle Meng, he will take Its corpse was broken into thousands of pieces!

Meng Xin gasped in embarrassment, and pushed him away, "Take it easy, you can't breathe..."

Han Yesong opened his mouth, looking obsessively at the other party's blood-red lips, bloodthirsty blood in his eyes, looking at him in confusion, his chest heaved violently, and murmured, "It's so sweet... Uncle Meng's lips... ...so sweet...Uncle Meng..."

"Silly boy," Meng Xin smiled helplessly, pushing away the person who rushed over again, "Wait for me to go back and take a shower...I'm... very dirty now."

This body was almost fucked by a mastiff, such a terrible experience made Meng Xin tremble all over when thinking about it.

Han Ye strangled him with both arms, almost pulling him into his body with great strength, "It's not dirty, even if Uncle Meng is rolling in the mud, he's not dirty at all."

Meng Xin burst out laughing, "Silly boy, how could I roll in the mud? Is uncle a pig?"

"No, that's not what I meant," Han Ye said awkwardly, "I just..."

"I understand what you mean," Meng Xin leaned forward, raised her face and kissed his forehead lightly, and said in a low voice, "Let's go home, after we go home..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly found that Han Ye's pants were pushed up between his legs.

The car returned to the Han's house at a fast speed, and the door opened. Han Yejiang helped Meng Xin get out of the car, then turned to tell the housekeeper, "Put away the bath water and prepare dinner."

The two walked into the bathroom kissing each other, with warm hot water pouring on them. Meng Xin raised her face, bearing Han Ye's ferocious kiss, and murmured, "Don't worry, Ah Ye, don't worry..."

Han Ye hugged him tightly, stroking his smooth back frantically with his hands, panting heavily, "Uncle Meng, I can't wait, I've been waiting for this day, I've waited too long, Uncle Meng, I want to fuck you."

"Well," Meng Xin responded in a low voice, "Go to bed."

Han Ye wiped the two of them dry indiscriminately, picked up Meng Xin, and strode back to the bedroom. The bed sheet and quilt had been changed to bright red at some time, and there were delicate and beautiful roses in the room, just like a new house.

Han Ye glanced at it, and hurriedly said, "Don't be angry, I didn't arrange this..."

"I know," Meng Xin lay on the bed, covered her eyes with the back of her hand, her cheeks were hot, "it must have been arranged by the housekeeper, he has the worst eyesight."

"This is good," Han Ye lay on his body, kissing his chest lightly, with a smile, "Like a wedding candle."

"What kind of bridal chamber wedding, I'm already this old," Meng Xin smiled wryly, hugging Han Ye's head, trembling slightly under his teasing words, "Well... Aye, what do you know? With a man..."

"Watch, watched the movie..." Han Ye picked up the lubricant, feeling a little unconfident. He fell asleep thinking about Meng Xin for countless days and nights, but when he really got to this point, he couldn't help but feel guilty. He was afraid of his own The jerky hurt his Uncle Meng.

Meng Xin couldn't help chuckling, stood up and leaned against the head of the bed, spread her legs, and pulled Han Ye's fingers towards her hole, "Here, we need to expand."

Han Ye's blood was surging, and he trembled slightly with excitement. His fingers were dipped in lubricant, and he carefully poked it in until three fingers were added. Meng Xin frowned, and Han Ye immediately stopped, "What?"

"It's okay," Meng Xin squinted her eyes slightly, panting with her face up, and murmured, "It feels a little strange."

"It's because I didn't do well..."

"No," Meng Xin pulled his finger and began to thrust, chuckling, "A Ye loves Uncle."

"...I'm afraid you'll hurt."

Meng Xin tapped her lips, "Kiss me."

Han Ye immediately kissed his lips excitedly, and began to insert his fingers into the hole quickly. Meng Xin closed his eyes, panting gradually, and the teasing up and down made him feel empty, wanting to be ruthless by Han Ye. lovingly.

He reached out to touch Han Ye's dick, and found that it was as hard as a stick. He squeezed some lubricant into his palm, held him and rubbed it twice. Han Ye immediately raised his neck, and let out a low growl from his throat. .

"Uncle Meng, I can't help it, I want to fuck you."

The straightforward request rang in his ears, and Meng Xin's ears turned red. He pushed Han Ye down, raised his legs and sat on his waist, bowed his head