You got it wrong

"..." Cheng Wen abruptly swallowed all the grievances that came to his lips, but tears couldn't help but slid out along the white and tender canthus , red eyes with sadness and fear.

A Qing said that he liked him, but why, he always made him hurt.

No one can bear to look at such a look, but Jian Qing still had a cold face and pulled his dress.

Cheng Wen was very clear about what he would go through next. During the year they were together, Ah Qing always liked to do such things with him. If he refused, he would definitely lose his temper.

And recently, he had always been very impatient with him, it seemed that only a short time after this kind of thing was over, will he be a little more pleasant to him.

Cheng Wen was terrified in his heart, but when he thought that this would make Jian Qing happy, he no longer had the idea of ​​resisting, but his breathing was still tightened instinctively, and he called out anxiously.

"A Qing..."

The obedient man looked more pleasing.

"Hey, it's okay, take it easy." Jian Qing stretched his eyebrows, bent down to kiss his forehead, his movements were so gentle that his was not the same as his cold face just now.

He didn't care how this man felt, let alone whether he was happy or sad, as long as he was quiet enough and obedient enough.

Like this now.

"Woo..." Half a minute later, the man couldn't help crying. He just uttered the first sound and forced himself to hold it back. His nose was agitated slightly, his eyebrows were full of pain and grievance, and his eyes were wet and red.

Qing always lied.

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In the early morning, warm sunlight scattered through the glass windows in the room. On the large double bed, Jian Qing hugged the thin man in his arms, sleeping soundly.

The posture liked a child holding his beloved teddy bear, with his hands and feet resting on him, making the man very uncomfortable.

Obviously he didn't really like him, but he always acted like this in his subconscious mind.

Cheng Wen only felt that a boulder was pressed against his chest, breathless, and unable to break free. His delicate eyebrows were twisted in pain, and after a while, he opened his eyes blankly.

Turning his head along the arm in front of his chest, an enlarged version of the handsome face came into view, Cheng Wen's breathing was stagnant, and his heartbeat missed half a beat.

A Qing was the best-looking person in the world... This was a fact that Cheng Wen had always believed in his heart.

Few men can pull off long hair, and Jian Qing was one of the few.

He had a face that was even more ostentatious than a woman. He was so beautiful that usually wears a black suit with his hair tied behind his head. When he smiled, he had spring brows and eyes. When he was stern, he was especially scared. He had a face comparable to an international superstar, but he had become the boss of an entertainment company.

Cheng Wen had always admired him. His A Qing was good-looking and competent, and he was very good at managing such a large company. Awesome.

At the same time, he couldn't help being afraid of him.

Because A Qing was always fierce to him.

Only this time he was simple and clear, which seemed to be the most accessible.

His face was so delicate that can't even see a trace of pores. His breathing was as peaceful and quiet as his sleep. Although the arm pressing on his chest still made Cheng Wen feel very uncomfortable, he was unwilling to destroy this beautiful moment.

It seemed that as long as he look at him this way, all the pain disappeared.

A Qing...I liked you so much.

Cheng Wen whispered in his heart.

The next moment, Jian Qing who was still asleep suddenly frowned, his pale lips lightly opened, and a vague name was whispered.

"Ran Ran……"

Cheng Wen was stunned.

Immediately Jian Qing opened his eyes. After seeing the man in front of him clearly, a trace of indescribable disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he took his hands and feet back from him angrily.

"Why do you stare at me?"

"I...I..." Peeking him was caught, Cheng Wen flushed with shame, and the old problem of stammering occurred again when he was nervous.

Jian Qing was most annoyed by his stupid appearance, frowning irritably, too lazy to look at him again, and sat up to check the phone on the bedside table.

It was eight o'clock.

After getting up and getting dressed, after washing, Jian Qing stood in front of the mirror, tidying up his tie, and commanded the man who stood behind him stupidly by the bed and didn't know what he was doing.

"From today on, you stay at home obediently and don’t run around. Aunt Chen asked for a leave to go home yesterday, so now you are a servant at home. You must maintain the sanitation of the house and prepare a hot dinner for me, waiting me to come back understood?"

"... I understand." Cheng Wen nodded obediently and whispered back.

"Yeah." Jian Qing thought for a while and added. "Also, before Aunt Chen comes back, you can't sleep too long anymore. Starting from tomorrow, you must get up early to prepare breakfast."

"...Okay." Cheng Wenying lowered, looking at his white and tender toes, didn't know what to think.

Jian Qing was very satisfied with his answer. Although he didn't care about the little fool so much. After Cheng Ran returned from studying abroad and he chased the man, the little fool would be of no use to him, but right now, he just didn’t want him to go out and get in touch with others and he just wanted to let his life only have himself.

After tidying up the clothes, Jian Qing glanced at him and walked out, "I'm going to work."

Cheng Wen's heart tensed, and suddenly raised his head to look at the tall and straight back, wringing his fingers.

"A Qing..."

"Huh?" Jian Qing looked back at him.

Cheng Wen hesitated, the corners of his eyes were a little red, "When you just went to bed, you seemed to call my brother's name..."

"You guys……"

"You got it wrong." Jian Qing interrupted him.

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