Forced into the Deep

Xing Zhongwan drove the car back to Qi's villa in the suburbs. He couldn't see clearly in the rain. Xing Zhongwan opened the door and got out of the car. The short distance from the car to the door was drenched in the rain. Xing Zhongwan quickly went up to the third floor. As soon as the door was opened, a gust of wind with rain blew head-on. Xing Zhongwan couldn't help yawning. The white curtains were already soaked and soaked. hanging down. Xing Zhongwan held back the swear words that came to his mouth, walked over to close the window, touched the rain on his face, and then had time to observe Qi Yun on the bed.

The person on the bed closed his eyes, and the quilt was soaked through. Xing Zhongwan was inexplicably agitated, "You're not dumb, so you wouldn't call someone to close the window for you."

There was only his own voice in the room, and the person on the bed seemed unresponsive as if he had fallen asleep. Xing Zhongwan held his breath and walked back and forth in the room, what a **** mess.

Xing Zhongwan, you are really provoking someone!

Qi Yun's eyes moved slightly, his eyelashes twitched, Xing Zhongwan took a deep breath, and he was so angry with a disabled person. Turn on the air conditioner and pull off the quilt on Qi Yun's body. Fortunately, the clothes inside are not wet, but...

Xing Zhongwan glanced at Qi Yun's trousers, and the fire came up again, "Master Qi, you can ask someone to get you a urinal, you... I'll go... I "

Qi Yun's eyes trembled even more, but he didn't open his eyes and didn't speak. Xing Zhong has served late, yes, I am afraid of you, third master Qi, ancestor Qi!

Xing Zhongwan resignedly went to the bathroom and took a washbasin towel to wipe Qi Yun's body and change his clothes, went to the cabinet to get a clean quilt, and even gave him medicine. More than an hour has passed since he finished this.

Xing Zhongwan panted, "You don't have to eat, right? I'll go out for a while, and you'll be like this. You... I'll get you something to eat."

Xing Zhongwan ran downstairs, Qi Yun on the bed opened his eyes, his body was very refreshed, and the air conditioner turned on at a moderate temperature. There was still the smell of Xing Zhongwan's body in the air, the very refreshing scent of pine wood, Qi Yun blinked, and the restless heart that had been resting all afternoon finally calmed down.

After Xing Zhongwan left, Qi Yun fell into a dizzy sleep, and when he woke up, it was still unusually quiet around him. Qi Yun's stomach was a little swollen and he wanted to go to the toilet. With difficulty, he lowered his hand to take the urinal beside the bed, but his weak body couldn't obey him. There were constant footsteps at the door of the room, someone was always outside, Qi Yun gritted his back molars and wanted to call someone. She seemed to have said that it took a lot of effort to change the sheets and quilts, thinking about how tiring that person would be to fall asleep sitting next to her.

Qi Yun opened his mouth, and the voice of the newly arrived servant suddenly came from the door.

"Hey, how long do you think the one inside looks like a dead man will live?"

"It's been so long, do we want to go in and see?"

"Forget it, the housekeeper didn't tell us not to go in and look for trouble. The person inside can't take care of himself, how dirty it must be. Are you willing to go in and urinate."

A burst of laughter came.

"You said that Miss Xing was so beautiful, why did she come to serve such a useless person."

"Hey, I heard that the two of them still have a marriage contract?"

"Oh, it's a pity. I heard that the ** is paralyzed. I guess he can't stand up. It's a pity that he is not a widow after marrying."

"Hey, don't say a few words, be careful that the people inside hear it."

"What's the matter? What about the Qi family? Nowadays, who doesn't know that the most favored person in the Qi family is the fourth master of Qi, who is a fart."

"It's a pity Miss Xing... I have to live with such a useless person for the rest of my life."

Qi Yun held the sheets tightly with both hands, closed his eyes, and his shoulders were shaking repressedly. A damp heat slowly spread from the **, and a familiar stench filled the entire room.

In the evening, the old housekeeper came to feed him, but Qi Yun didn't eat, and the old housekeeper walked out the door without a word. Qi Yun's face was facing out the window, she hadn't come back yet...

It was raining, the wind was strong and the cold rain hit Qi Yun's face, Qi Yun opened his eyes indifferently, the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door closing the door and windows was sparse, but in the end no one opened his room. Door.

Qi Yun's face was facing the direction of the door, and he tried his best to support his neck, but the familiar voice still did not appear.

Is she gone too...

The servant's words echoed in Qi Yun's mind. It's a pity that Miss Xing is so beautiful, but she has to take care of a crippled person.

Crap... Qi Yun's mouth curved into an awkward arc, and the strong wind washed away the stench in the room, but it couldn't hide the fact that Qi Yun was a cripple.

Qi Yun stretched out his hand and thumped his leg heavily, closing his eyes in despair.

It's okay to leave, but don't come back...

Xing Zhongwan searched the kitchen for a long time, boiled a little porridge with green vegetables and minced meat, and saw some pickled side dishes in the kitchen, so he took some and heated them up.

In fact, judging from his appearance, it is impossible to tell that he can cook, thanks to his mother. Xing Zhongwan's mother was bedridden for many years, and Xing Zhongwan learned to go to the kitchen to cook for his mother at a young age. After his mother left, Xing Zhongwan seldom entered the kitchen. Unexpectedly, it was because of Qi Yun that he entered the kitchen again.

Xing Zhongwan looked at the hot porridge on the stove and shook it gently with a wooden spoon. Originally a good night, I could roll the sheets with my favorite woman, but now I am standing in the kitchen and making porridge. Xing Zhongwan was annoyed and almost threw the spoon in his hand into the pot.

Before going abroad, his mother took Xing Zhongwan to Qi's house, carrying the snacks she made by herself. His mother is a kind-hearted person who wants to meet Mrs. Qi before leaving. But where is the Qi family so good, let alone seeing Qi Zongcheng's wife. He and his mother were stopped at the gate of Qi's house. The guards of Qi's house looked at them like two dirty mice, and dared to come to see the old lady without looking at their identity.

His mother coughed again because of the cold wind, Xing Zhongwan pulled her **** sleeves to persuade her to go home, and his mother refused to wait any longer.

Xing Zhongwan had to hold his **** hand and shivered by the wind. Until a familiar boy came out from the side door of Qi's house.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, he was born like a fairy, not like a mortal, and walked up to them coldly.

"Grandma is not feeling well and it is inconvenient to come out. Madam, I can communicate for you if I have something."

He smiled apologetically and handed the snack to the boy, "Be careful, I made it myself."

The boy hesitated for a moment, then took it over, "Thank you ma'am."

Little Xing Zhongwan's nose was red from the cold. Looking at the beautiful elder sister in front of her, she seemed to have grown taller and more beautiful.

Xing Zhongwan looked at the young man with a small mouth, and the young man turned his head in displeasure, "What do you think I am doing?"

Xing Zhongwan sniffed, "Sister, you look so good-looking, I've grown up, will you marry me?"

His mother was startled and hurriedly apologized, dragged Xing Zhongwan and left, Xing Zhongwan turned back reluctantly, and saw that the teenager threw the snacks made by his mother into the trash can at the door.

A burning smell hit Xing Zhongwan's forehead, "Ouch, I'll go!"

Xing Zhongwan quickly turned off the fire, looking at the burnt porridge, he couldn't help looking up at the sky. Back then, I was really fascinated by beauty, what a beautiful fairy sister is a cold and ruthless stinky man!

Xing Zhongwan went upstairs with the porridge and sat next to Qi Yun, "I just accidentally burnt a little bit, but I put the top of it out and it doesn't taste so great."

He helped Qi Yun to sit up and started feeding him. This time Qi Yun cooperated very well, and the bowl of porridge was finished in a short time. Xing Zhongwan looked at his watch, it was getting late. He was about to go back to the room to get the quilt and hit the floor. As soon as his **** left the chair, Qi Yun suddenly asked, "Where are you going?"

Xing Zhongwan maintained his posture of getting up and didn't move. What a hell, he took the initiative to talk to me today.

"I called, and they won't come in either."

After a pause, Qi Yun turned his face slightly, "I don't want people to see my body."

Xing Zhongwan thought about it for a long time before he remembered it. This was answering his previous question.

Xing Zhongwan said unexpectedly, "Then why can I see your body?"

Qi Yun's neck was red, and then his ears were red, because his Adam's apple, which was so thin and conspicuous, moved uneasily from swallowing saliva.

After a while of silence, Xing Zhongwan felt that the question he asked was somewhat inexplicable.

He turned around and was about to go out to get the quilt, but suddenly the corner of his clothes was caught, Xing Zhongwan turned around suspiciously, Qi Yun, you have more to finish.

The person on the bed lowered his head, and the clothes on his body were wide enough to clearly see the prominent spine below the back of the neck.

"Girls, don't go out at night, it's not safe."

Xing Zhongwan was stunned, girl! ? who? Which? where are the girls?

Looking back at Qi Yun's neck, which was about to be cooked, he finally understood a sentence that he would have to pay it back sooner or later. Back then, it was my fault that I recognized you as a girl, but who made you look too beautiful. Fifteen or sixteen years old is the age of hermaphrodite.

But with my voice and figure, why do you think of me as a woman! ?

Xing Zhongwan is depressed...