my little lover

He Shen withdrew his hand and rested his head on his lap again, covering up the sudden strangeness just now.

Neither of them said a word, and the noise of the hair dryer was particularly obvious, forming an embarrassing seasoning agent.

When the person whose hair was blown was drowsy, Ming Chen pushed him, "Eat something, take the medicine and go to sleep." He was about to say something when someone knocked on the door.

He Shen thought it was Louis who followed, and his unreasonable possessiveness washed away the drowsiness.He was half lying on the sofa, squinting one eye to observe the situation by the door, there was a sound of opening the door, but no one came in for a long time.

He vaguely heard the negotiation between the two, and then Ming Chen came in with a takeaway and put it directly in front of He Shen.

"There are porridge, noodles, and rice, which one do you want to eat?"

When he realized that he was only taking takeaway food, He Shen acted quite naturally because of Nuan Rongrong and being younger than Ming Chen: "I want to try it."

"it is good."

Ming Chen took a bowl and scooped up half a bowl of white porridge for himself, and pushed the rest to him, "Eat it directly, don't share it with a bowl, I don't want it anymore."

"That's all you eat?" He Shen moved to the side, as if deliberately making room for him, "Brother Chen, did you come back to eat this afternoon?"

"Ah."

Ming Chen didn't say much, the greasy smell lingered in his head, and his unsatisfactory stomach was about to twitch. He took the mobile phone and carried the bowl into the study room, and stayed with He Shen again. He was afraid that he couldn't help but spit on his face.

However, He Shen thought that he was too annoyed and rejected, so he squatted honestly in front of the coffee table and watched the beauty go in without a bite. When Ming Chen turned around to close the door, He Shen also saw the imperceptible pain in his eyes. The hand that pinched the chopsticks followed suit.

I couldn't help but wonder why there was such a look.

He Shen didn't dare to follow up and ask, this unreasonable concern had nothing to do with the deliberate 'closer' before, but simply wanted to care about him.

unusual.

This is very abnormal for someone who has known each other for a month and a half, doesn't get along much, and can count the number of times they meet on one hand.

In the past, He Shen could make an appointment in bed because of his good eyesight, and whether he should contact him again depends on his mood and feelings at that time.

On the day he met Mingchen, apart from being amazed by his appearance, he had no intention of sleeping with him.If it wasn't for Ouyang Qin's bet, if it wasn't for his competitive spirit, he probably wouldn't be pestering someone like this.

Until now, he still doesn't understand why Mingchen cares about him in the rare moments.

After taking a bath and eating, He Shen's fever disappeared naturally by most of it without taking medicine. This is his physical fitness.

Before Ming Chen came out of the study, he was troubled by these ambiguous feelings, so he silently cleaned up the soup and garbage on the table.

The clock pointed to nine o'clock in the evening, and Mingchen stayed inside for two and a half hours.

He Shen sighed, restrained his mind and restored the innocence of the little white rabbit, and knocked on the door lightly, "Brother Chen, are you done eating? I'll wash the dishes for you by the way."

There was a response from inside, so He Shen opened the door and went in.Ming Chen's complexion was paler than usual, and he was busy typing on the keyboard, obviously he had no time to pay attention to him, and the small porridge in the bowl was left untouched.

He Shen didn't say anything, took the bowl, turned around and went out. After searching for a long time, he got a call from Secretary Sun, "Does he have a bad appetite?"

"?"

Sun Jie looked at the completely unfamiliar phone number, and barely deduced it was He Shen from the voice.It is obvious who this 'he' refers to, "Did Xiao Ming suffer from gastroenteritis?"

Gastroenteritis……

He Shen glanced at the eyedrop bags, and looked at the instructions one by one, only to find out that there were really medicines in this area, but they hadn't been opened yet.

"How long has he been like this?"

"Mr. Xiao Ming had it when I knew him." Sun Jie thought he wanted to start from this gap when he asked him suddenly, so he quickly said, "Mr. Intervention would be counterproductive."

"understood."

He Shen hung up the phone, but the water delivery was long overdue.

The most embarrassing thing is that the young master, who is used to spending money like running water, suddenly cannot afford 15 yuan to pay the water bill one day...

"Please wait."

He Shen put his phone away, his cheeks blushed because of embarrassment, he trotted to the study room, forgot to knock on the door and hurriedly said: "Brother Chen, the water delivery man is here, but I have no money to pay him..."

Ming Chen didn't express too much, got up and went out to scan the QR code to pay.As soon as the master left, He Shen pulled his arm, "Your stomach is uncomfortable, you should rest for a while, I will boil hot water and give you medicine." He carefully studied the dosage of the capsules, and whispered, "One time Two pills, three times a day."

"No, it's much better, I'll go to work first." Ming Chen walked a few steps towards the study and suddenly stopped, "Do you really have no money?"

"Not only no money, no phone bills..."

"Come with me."

When he returned to this room, He Shen had time to take a closer look.

The furnishings are simple, and it is called a study room, but there are not many books, but many paintings.He has deliberately noticed that since it is Ming Chen's collection, each painting must be worth a lot, and the style of painting is also his favorite tone.

The tastes of the two unexpectedly matched.

Ming Chen asked for his mobile phone and scanned a sum of money for him in person.He took a look at He Shen, and said before he declined, "There will be a charity auction tomorrow afternoon, I hope you can go with me."

"Huh?" He was flattered and asked suspiciously, "Why?"

"Aren't you a little lover?" Ming Chen returned the phone to him, quite understanding, "But it's okay if you don't want to, I'll find someone who is willing to join me."

"No, no, I am willing." The screen of the phone was off, and he didn't see the specific amount, and he didn't have a strong desire to know at this time.

On the contrary, he turned around and went out as if escaping, and if he stayed for a while, the imaginary that the other party liked him could no longer be controlled.

It's more likely that it's not a fantasy, nor is it that Ming Chen likes it, but He Shen likes it.

Thinking of this, his heart beat directly into his throat. This conjecture that he might like Mingchen has not been confirmed yet, but he panicked first.

This kind of panic is very complicated. It is his unprofessional way of approaching with purpose but taking the lead in making mistakes, which makes him a little scared. It is the first time in more than 20 years that he feels such a tricky thing.

About love, He Shen has never been thorough.

He didn't think he would find someone he loved deeply, but if he did, he hoped that there would be no misunderstandings between them. He was afraid that Ming Chen would be so unlucky that he would hit the gun.

So Mingchen must not be that person.

……

That night, they slept one on the sofa and the other in the master bedroom. He Shen didn't see Ming Chen when he opened his eyes the next day, and it was rare that he didn't call and pretend to harass him.

He avoided the possibility of the resulting affection, and it was good not to see each other for the first time. At the same time, that bet became even more of a headache.

After two days of no contact between the two, He Shen went to a friend's drinking party, and grabbed Ouyang Qin after drinking too much.

"What fucking bad idea did you come up with? Why do you have to sleep with him? Can't you change someone else? It's just him."

Ouyang Qin became interested when he heard it, "Didn't you tell me to get the car ready? Why, did you miss it?"

How can it be counted as a miss, he was just timid, "Your bet is too boring, I decided to quit at the last minute, and I won't play house with you anymore."

"No refund." Ouyang Qin refused clearly.

He Shen squinted at him and stood up, staggering to go back, "How much money is there, I will treat it as a charity."

Speaking of charity, tomorrow is the day to go to the charity auction with Ming Chen.

But it seems that there is no absurd gambling, just being together as Ming Chen's companion, and the conscience suddenly passes.

Declining their offer, He Shen smoked half a pack of cigarettes in the cold wind before mustering up the courage to call Mingchen.Ming Chen was also waiting for his call intentionally or unintentionally. He Shen was not in the apartment when he came back from Ming Residence.

"Brother Chen, it's been two days, when will you be back? I miss you a little bit." Mixed with drunkenness, He Shen dared to say more than usual, or was more willing to say it.

He is not bound by any purpose, he thinks about this person naturally and involuntarily, and he feels comfortable physically and mentally.

Who is unconvinced and shaken?He Shen slapped his face with a small slap, and muttered to himself: "Let it be, just stay with Ming Chen for a day, and confess after tomorrow, that's all."