Dumb painter giants grudge

"You have to deal with him!" Jiang Lele immediately changed his face.

Song Li knew that the other party would react in this way, "I didn't want to kill him when I dealt with him. What are you afraid of?"

"You didn't say you wanted to deal with him!" Jiang Lele punched the table.

Song Li blew out another circle of smoke, and said with ease, "What are you afraid of? He Shishen's family background is so rich. Do you really think I can do anything to him? I just want to hit him a little bit. Company, by the way..."

"By the way." Jiang Lele still couldn't stop his anger.

"By the way, I will help you and me." Song Li's glasses flashed backwards.

Jiang Lele couldn't see the eyes of the person in front of him clearly, "You ruined his company, can he be with me? You really know how to talk."

"Jiang Lele, it's stupid to say you're stupid. His company is gone, and his people have run away. If you show up at this time, if he doesn't follow you, who else can he go with? Men, there is always a vulnerable side, everyone is Man, don't you understand?"

Jiang Lele understood this, but he couldn't bear to let He Shishen suffer like this, "Are you sure?"

Song Li pinched his cigarette, "Sure and sure, I know what kind of person his pillow is, but as long as you get closer to him, I promise, the two of them will not grow up."

"Are you so sincere to help me?" Jiang Lele finally looked a little better now.

"I can't say I'm helping you, but I'm helping myself." Song Li pushed the ashtray aside, "I want He Shishen's pillow more than you want He Shishen."

Jiang Lele laughed, "You are very affectionate, so? Help each other?"

"It's really up to you. After all, I have to bother you about climbing the bed." Song Li raised his temples.

Although Jiang Lele was extremely displeased, it was hard to say it out, "It's a small matter."

"Then I'll go first." Song Li picked up his cigarette and lighter, "Accompany your Brother Han well."

After watching Song Li leave, Jiang Lele couldn't help but cursed at him, then walked to the sofa next to him, where Han Shuo was leaning on the sofa and falling asleep.

He had put some medicine in his drink earlier, Han Shuo probably should wake up now.

"Brother Han, Brother Han." Jiang Lele leaned against the opponent's chest, calling for the opponent to wake up.

Han Shuo let out a long sigh, and then slowly opened his eyes. "Lele?" Han Shuo pressed his temple, "I fell asleep?"

"Yeah, you've been asleep for a long time, and I'm not willing to wake you up." Jiang Lele took out a tissue and wiped the sweat off his neck.

Han Shuo patted Jiang Lele's head in relief, "Go back, I'll take you home."

"Okay." Jiang Lele rubbed against his arms again.

Han Shuo is a bachelor, and after having an affair with Jiang Lele in a tea room a month ago, he started to have an unclear relationship with him.

However, the two of them didn't have many times. Counting the time when He Shishen almost bumped into them, it was only the second time. Both times were in the office.

After finally getting hold of Han Shuo for the third time, Jiang Lele naturally couldn't miss this opportunity for the two to go out alone.

Han Shuo can't drink. Jiang Lele begged for a long time in the office before Han Shuo agreed to accompany him to the bar. He only ordered drinks when he came. Jiang Lele had no chance to do anything at the bar.

After the car arrived downstairs at Jiang Lele's house, Jiang Lele never got out of the car.

"What's the matter, Lele." Jiang Lele pouted coyly, "Brother Han, thank you for sending me back. I am very happy today."

"As long as you are happy." Han Shuo unbuckled his seat belt, "Go home."

"Why don't you understand!" Jiang Lele untied his seat belt angrily, "Can't you send me up!"

Han Shuo immediately panicked, "Send me, I'm taking off my seat belt."

Jiang Lele got out of the car and led Han Shuo upstairs.

At the door of the house, Han Shuo touched the other person's face and said, "Go to bed earlier, and avoid going to bars in the future. I will go back too. See you tomorrow."

Jiang Lele grabbed the opponent's hand and put it on her heart, "Brother Han, don't you understand what I mean?"

"Lele...you." Han Shuo actually didn't expect the other party to hint to this step.

Jiang Lele took out a key from his pocket and put it in the opponent's hand, "Brother Han, I live alone, please open the door."

Unable to tell what bewitched him, Han Shuo held the key, hesitated, and opened Jiang Lele's house anyway.

After entering the door, Jiang Lele immediately locked the door.

"Where is the light switch in your house?" Han Shuo said and went to the wall to find the switch.

"Why turn on the light?" Jiang Lele hugged Han Shuo from behind.

Han Shuo's chest heaved and heaved, his face was flushed, "Wine, just in the bar..."

"In no mood?"

Han Shuo swallowed, "Think."

Jiang Lele blew lightly and said, "I have two bathrooms at home. Which one should Brother Han wash? The one in the master bedroom, or the one outside? Or come with me?"

"Outside, outside."

"Then you go, I'll bring you pajamas..."

After Han Shuo entered the bathroom, he was so uncomfortable that he even wanted to solve it himself, but he still didn't do anything and quickly took a cold shower.

After coming out in the bathrobe that Jiang Lele had prepared, he nervously pushed open the door of the master bedroom. The light was still on in the bathroom, and Jiang Lele was still taking a shower.

Han Shuo closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed unnaturally.

"Brother Han, are you here?" Jiang Lele's voice came from the bathroom.

"I'm in the room." Han Shuo said, blushing again.

Han Shuo knew that he liked the same sex when he was a teenager, but he never met someone of the same sex who wanted to get in touch with him. It may also be because he didn't like to get close to others. Jiang Lele's enthusiasm was the iceberg that invaded Han Shuo after all.

After a moment of silence, the bathroom door opened. Han Shuo's eyes widened, but he was embarrassed to continue reading.

Jiang Lele was actually wearing a one-piece bodysuit, even her hair was blown dry.

"I... bought it specially for Brother Han, do you like it?"

Jiang Lele walked up to Han Shuo with small steps.

"Hi, I like it."

*Silk fabric is smooth and delicate, Jiang Lele should have no leg hair.

"Still wearing panties."

It was hard for Han Shuo to say this, "Don't you bring it?"

The second time, and the third time, the beautiful coat was torn to pieces like Jiang Lele.

Jiang Lele felt that she was already broken.

Han Shuo hugged him and kissed him furiously.

But Jiang Lele didn't want to kiss him because he didn't love him.

He did not respond to any of Han Shuo's kisses.

But Han Shuo just thought that Jiang Lele was too tired.

In fact, Jiang Lele also knew that he was disgusted. Every time he was broken, he hoped that the person was not Han Shuo, but He Shishen.

As for what Han Shuo thought, Jiang Lele didn't care, he had already given Han Shuo enough, and they owed nothing.