Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

Wen Xuchen took a puff of cigarette forcefully, but he didn't know what he was expecting her to say at this moment?

Yuan Muchun didn't know what to say.

When they first came up, they saw the missing ladies in "exotic costumes" coming out of this box one by one on the first floor.

In fact, if you think about it for a while, they are the guests who are honored by Yin Ruijue, and the program downstairs is also prepared for them.

It's just that the preparations are not only for the program, but also for other projects.

Yuan Muchun couldn't help feeling a little frustrated, but he didn't have the position to say anything.

"I didn't know you were here."

"So? You don't do these things knowing I'm here?"

Yuan Muchun frowned fiercely, "What did I do?"

The box was dimly lit, and the two of them couldn't really see the expressions on each other's faces across a coffee table.

But through the voice, you can also hear the bad mood of each other.

"Yuan Muchun." Wen Xuchen said lightly, "What did you promise me last night?"

Yuan Muchun remembered very clearly, "Find a boyfriend and bring him to you so that you can check on me."

"You said you have your own measure, you won't find a boyfriend easily."

"I don't think what I did tonight conflicted with what I said last night."

Wen Xuchen pressed the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray, "I'm curious, you haven't thought about finding a boyfriend for four years in college and two years in graduate school, it's just been one night, why are you so impatient? ?”

When he was speaking, he slowly stood up from the sofa, walked sideways around the coffee table, and walked in front of her with dignity and indifference. As he gradually approached, the air seemed to be gradually thinning.

Her jaw was pinched and lifted, almost forcing her to look into his face.

"Is it fun?" There was a thick layer of danger hovering in the bottom of his eyes, and his fingertips were gently rubbing against the skin of her chin.

Yuan Muchun's scalp felt numb all of a sudden, and he took a step back to break free from his restraint, but he held him even harder.

"Hide what?"

He spoke again, his voice hollow and cold, "Answer my question."

Yuan Muchun bit his lip and shook his head, but his gaze swept over the skin under his unbuttoned shirt.

He has always dressed meticulously, at least she has never seen him like this before.

Thinking of the few women who just left here, inexplicably flashed in her mind the appearance of women leaning in his arms, feeding wine and acting like a baby.

Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, just thinking about it made her feel sad for the disgusted scene.

Her eyes were red, and tears welled up in them.

"Not fun."

She told the truth, the corners of Wen Xuchen's mouth twitched slightly, but she heard Yuan Muchun say: "But I also made pretty good friends. If I change the place next time, I don't reject this kind of gathering."

Wen Xuchen never felt that his temper would be so ups and downs one day.

He originally thought that there was probably no one in this world who was capable of making him need to exert effort to contain his temper over and over again.

Yuan Muchun turned his head vigorously and shook off Wen Xuchen's restraint, "I really don't like this kind of place, I'm not as capable as you, I know how to enjoy the fun here. You continue to play, I have to go back first."

As she said that, she had already turned around and walked towards the door, Wen Xuchen paused, just when her hand was about to pull the doorknob, a gust of wind came from behind, and the door was pushed back forcefully.

There was a burst of anger in her heart, and with a flash of her eyes, she had already been thrown onto the sofa forcefully.

There was a trance in front of her eyes, she calmed down, tears were already falling, "What are you doing?!"

Wen Xuchen stood at the door, looking down at her.

The half-length hair is fluffy and loose, with delicate light makeup, a slim blue knit skirt, not knee-length, and a pair of slender and white legs. At this moment, she is lying on the sofa half back, and he can even see her skirt under the skirt. Leggings fringe.

She dressed up deliberately today.

She came to this kind of place, socialized with boys, and even dressed up specially.

This recognition instantly wiped away the trace of his emotion when he saw her tears.

"Don't like this kind of place? I think you like it very much." He said in a cold voice, walked up to her, and bent over and sat beside her under her helpless movements.

Yuan Muchun felt an indescribable fear of Wen Xuchen at this moment.

His mood fluctuated too much tonight, and his whole body was releasing hostility. He was very close just now, and he obviously smelled of alcohol.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Yuan Muchun sat up from the sofa, propped himself up and shrank into the corner of the sofa, and wiped away his tears indiscriminately.

Wen Xuchen's expression was a little impatient, and he didn't speak, but reached out to pick up the cigarette case, took a cigarette, lit it and put it to his mouth.

There was silence in the box.

After a while, Yuan Muchun seemed to notice that Wen Xuchen's mood had calmed down, so he said again; "I want to go home."

Wen Xuchen didn't move, only a cold voice sounded, "No, just stay here tonight."

"Why? I said I don't like it here!"

Yuan Muchun hated this place.

The thought of him flirting with those strange women in this box made her sick.

Wen Xuchen took a puff of cigarette forcefully, exhaled heavily, and directly pressed the cigarette butt on the coffee table.

"good."

He opened his mouth suddenly, stood up from the sofa, stretched out his hand and pulled her up from the sofa, and put the dropped suit jacket on her shoulders forcefully.

He opened the door and strode out.

There was nothing gentle about the movements.

Yuan Muchun was staggered by his pull, and was finally stuffed into the car by him.

The drunk person got into the driver's seat and started the car.

"Are you crazy?!"

Her surprise didn't get him half a response, and the car rushed out directly.

She thought he was driving all the way home like this, but she didn't expect him to hear the car at the door of the hotel.

He got out of the car first, and opened the co-pilot's door again.

"get off."

Yuan Muchun held the seat belt tightly and sat motionless in the co-pilot.

"I want to go home!"

Wen Xuchen sneered, bent over and unbuttoned her seat belt, and carried her directly on his shoulders.

The doorman came over nervously and drove the car away.

"gentlemen……"

"A suite."

"Okay, wait a minute!" The front desk didn't dare to neglect.

Yuan Muchun was thrown directly onto the bed, looking at Wen Xuchen's panicked expression.

"Brother Xu..."

"To take a bath."

Yuan Muchun bit his lip and shook his head.

"Otherwise I'll wash it for you?"

"Brother Xu...don't be like this, you drank too much..." After all, she still couldn't hide her panic and fear.

"Yuan Muchun." Wen Xuchen stared at her, his eyes were as deep as a bottomless abyss, "You should be lucky, I didn't really drink too much tonight."

He ordered again: "Go take a shower."

Yuan Muchun got out of bed slowly, and took the mobile phone that had fallen on the bed into his hand.

"Leave the phone behind."

Yuan Muchun didn't move, but he was only in Wen Xuchen's understated, icy cold eyes.

Although I don't know why he deliberately asked her not to use her mobile phone in the bath, but now she instinctively dare not disobey him at this time.

These days, the bathroom is a relatively safe place.

"Half an hour, if you don't come out, I'll go in."

Yuan Muchun put down his phone, and walked into the bathroom step by step under his gaze.

It wasn't until the bathroom door was closed and the sound of a lock being locked clearly heard that Wen Xuchen looked away and turned to the mobile phone she had thrown beside the bed.

*

Half an hour later, Yuan Muchun came out clutching her bathrobe. Wen Xuchen stood in front of the French windows, and Yuan Muchun's figure was clearly printed on the French windows against the dark night background.

Wen Xuchen watched her step by step through the glass window as she walked out of the bathroom door.

The white bathrobe reflected her whole body with a halo of whiteness, her face was flushed with moisture, her hair was half-dry, and the tips of her hair were still wet, and her clean eyebrows and eyes were a little shy and apprehensive.

This cautious gesture made Wen Xuchen's eyes darker and darker.

Bursts of dryness and heat surged up layer by layer in the body, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down several times.

"Brother Xu..."

The girl spoke softly, her voice soft and uneasy, standing by the bed, staring at his back.

Wen Xuchen gradually closed his hands in his pockets, slowly closed his eyes, and silently suppressed the wanton things in his body.

After a while, he turned around slowly, said "rest early" and left the room.

He didn't even look at her the whole time.

Yuan Muchun hurriedly trotted and locked the door, and then went to bed with a sigh of relief.

Then she habitually touched the phone, only to find that the phone she threw on the bed was gone.

I searched the whole bed and couldn't find it.

*

The next day, Yuan Muchun opened the door, and saw Wen Xuchen sitting on the sofa in the living room, wearing a bathrobe, with his arms around his chest, his eyes closed, and his hands circling between his eyebrows.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he looked up at her, and there were a few obvious red bloodshots in those eyes.

Regarding what happened last night, although she was angry and sad, she was overwhelmed by his hostility in the end.

One night has passed, and seeing him like this now, regardless of the reason, my heart aches.

She pursed her lips, walked over slowly, and asked softly:

"Do you have a headache?"

Wen Xuchen glanced at her, and gave a faint "hmm".

Yuan Muchun hesitated for a few seconds, and finally bent over and sat beside him.

"Do you want to lie down and let me rub it for you?"

Wen Xuchen paused, Yuan Muchun lowered his eyes, and put his hands in front of him a little awkwardly.

"Otherwise I'll go out and buy you some headaches..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wen Xuchen suddenly leaned over and lay down on her lap.

"rub."

Yuan Muchun was caught off guard, his gaze collided with Wen Xuchen's indifferent gaze when he lowered his head.

"Aren't you going to rub it for me? What are you doing in a daze?"

Wen Xuchen closed his eyes and rubbed his head on her leg, as if he had found a comfortable position before stopping.

Yuan Muchun tensed his legs. Seeing that he was not moving, he stretched out his hands to cover his forehead, and slowly stretched from the center of his brows to the temples on both sides.

Those hands are warm and soft, and the touch is excellent, and the tip of the nose has a clean and warm fragrance that is exclusive to girls.

The hands crossed in front of him tightened slightly, and the body gradually tensed up.

Yuan Muchun didn't notice it, the living room was very quiet, Yuan Muchun kneaded for a long time, and suddenly squeezed his brows hard.

Wen Xuchen frowned unexpectedly.

Yuan Muchun laughed lightly: "Don't move, this is the Yintang point. Pulling it hard will help the circulation of Qi and blood. If you bear it, it shouldn't hurt too much, right?"

"Are you sure you didn't take the opportunity to take revenge?"

"How come? What kind of enmity can I have with you?"

"It's all red, very dark."

As she spoke, she tapped his fingertips between his brows, and her low and soft voice rang in her ears, and her breath seemed to spread on her face between the opening and closing of her red lips.

Wen Xuchen pursed his lips tightly.

Two or three minutes later, Yuan Muchun rubbed his temples again before he sighed.

"Well, it should feel much better."

"En." Wen Xuchen closed his eyes and responded, but didn't get up immediately.

Yuan Muchun was a little at a loss, but his gaze stopped on his face and he didn't turn away.

She rarely looked at him so closely, close enough to see the folds of his eyelids, the long and distinct eyelashes, and even the small black spots at the corners of his eyes that could not be seen unless one looked carefully ...

He seems to be the way she likes him no matter where he is.

For some reason, he has seen men who are more handsome than him, at least Brother Bo and the people around him are good exceptions.

But she just likes him.

I have no answer myself.

Her hand caressed his cheek unconsciously, and she stared at his face slightly absent-mindedly.

Wen Xuchen opened his eyes, taking all her expressions into his eyes.

She was taken aback for a moment, and quickly withdrew her hand on his face, her eyes dodged left and right, showing panic.

"I... that... I should go to school..."

She got up in a panic, but there was an unmoving man on her lap.

In a panic, she wanted to push the man away, but with a slip of her hand, she slid into the bathrobe along the man's staggered collar.

The skin touched without resistance, and there was a warm and firm touch in the palm.

Yuan Muchun's hands trembled, his fingertips touched his skin, and he clearly felt that the man's body froze suddenly...