Scum attack all over the world [Quick Transmigration]

"I..." Han Yao's face turned red and his lips turned pale after being pinched by him.

Huo Wenjing's eyes were almost red, and seeing Han Yao's discomfort, he relaxed a little.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Yao exerted all his strength and pressed him against his body, holding Huo Wenjing's wrist tightly with both hands, but his chest was pounded by his elbow and he groaned.

This kid... is really serious.

It took too much effort to turn over, and he was suffocated for a while, causing him to lose his strength, and his head was dizzy: "Wen Jing, I am... I really didn't betray you..."

Huo Wenjing struggled under Han Yao, but he loosened his grip on his wrist, and then Huo Wenjing's weight was added to Huo Wenjing's back, and Han Yao fell on top of him, with his arms hanging down.

After Han Yao finished speaking, he passed out, and Huo Wenjing's heavy snorting breath caught Huo Wenjing's ear, which made him pay attention for a moment.

Because of the intense exercise trapped in the small car, Huo Wenjing broke out in a thin sweat, and his body temperature rose sharply.

The person whom I missed for many years suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and fell on my body, breathing in my ears.

Huo Wenjing was disturbed by what he said before he fell into a coma, but when he thought about it, what's the use of saying these things now, the dead brother couldn't survive, since he didn't do it, why did he admit it at the time?

——Oh, you really are lying to me again... Now that I see me, I feel ashamed, so I think about saying something inexplicable to deceive me again.

Did you think I was the one who had complete trust in you before?So what if I trust you, it's not like being treated as a fool and fooled around.

Huo Wenjing looked at the people around him, feeling a little unspeakable in his heart, his brows were frowned tightly, and his heart was tossing, but he had nowhere to say anything.

His voice was uneven: "Why do you get out of the body every time, only I can't bear it..."

He knew that people in a coma couldn't hear anything, so he said this sentence. This sentence would make him look weak, so he never said it in front of Han Yao.

Huo Wenjing drove him home, but he didn't pay much attention to Ji Fengzhu.

When he arrived at the villa, he dragged Han Yao out of the car, walked straight into the bedroom, and threw him on the bed without being gentle at all.

Huo Wenjing sat down, turned his face slightly, looked at that handsome face, and told himself rationally that this kind of person should not be kept, but his emotions would never allow him to do so.

Huo Wenjing knew that once Han Yao left, he would be the only one who would be punished.

He is the only one who is suffering in his heart, that heartless person doesn't know what sadness is at all.

At this time, the room was quiet, and the anger gradually disappeared. An emotion called longing quietly started from his heart and rose to his forehead.

He began to seriously look at this person who had disappeared for three years, and couldn't help wanting to touch Han Yao's face.

The touch of the fingers on the skin is delicate, not like an old man who is nearly thirty.

He frowned: "It's so well maintained, who do you want to seduce?"

That smooth face and the corners of the mouth that curled up slightly even when he was sleeping, reminded Huo Wenjing all the time that this person is promiscuous and hateful, and always messes with flowers and grass when he doesn't know it.

He stared at Han Yao in a daze for a while.

Either he couldn't understand Han Yao's thoughts at all, or he was laughing at himself for sticking upside down like this.

Huo Wenjing sat up irritably and began to light a cigarette.

There were two clicks, and the cigarette was lit.

The closed room quickly billowed with smoke.

When Han Yao woke up, it was already time for Huo Wenjing to finish his third cigarette.

When Han Yao opened his eyes, he could only see the flashing red dot, and Huo Wenjing's expression was not very real.

Huo Wenjing knew that Han Yao was awake, but he still turned his back to him.

Han Yao got up and opened the window, put his arms outside the window, took a deep breath of the air outside, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't smoke."

Huo Wenjing laughed sarcastically: "Do you think it smells bad, or are you worried about my body?"

Han Yao didn't answer, he turned his head to look at Huo Wenjing: "When did you learn to smoke?"

"Is it useful for you to ask?" Huo Wenjing didn't cut off the cigarette, "I know how to smoke a long time ago."

When he was 14 years old, someone around him had already taken him to smoke, but Huo Wenjing just didn't smoke in front of Han Yao.

"You're still young." Han Yao wanted to reach out to take his cigarette from his mouth, "If you don't want yourself to get lung cancer and meet God as soon as possible."

Han Yao explained Huo Wenjing, the heat in his eyes was too much for Huo Wenjing, the sincere look in his eyes made him embarrassed for a few seconds.

"I'm young?" Huo Wenjing laughed, a slight dimple appeared at the corner of his mouth, his expression was neither harsh nor cruel, just so suddenly, he felt better, "Do you know that I'm already 24 gone."

"I know." Han Yao put the cigarette out in the ashtray.

"But I'm already addicted to smoking, and it's hard to quit." For some reason, Huo Wenjing's expression was a little playful, "But I remember that you don't seem to know how to smoke."

Han Yao has lived for so many years and has never touched a cigarette.

When he smells that kind of thing, he feels uncomfortable and hurts his body. Some people like it, but it's hard to understand.

Huo Wenjing lit another one, and before Han Yao went up to take it away, he handed it to Han Yao, "I want to watch you smoke."

"Smoke is a good thing, you can forget your troubles."

Huo Wenjing has become a bit of a bad taste now, he wants to see this upright person gradually degenerate.

Han Yao took it, but if he didn't take it, he would make a fuss again.

"For so many years, I have thought a lot. If you are still alive, what should I do to you?" Huo Wenjing raised his head, then glanced at Han Yao from the corner of his eye, and said to himself: "I am looking for you After many days, I haven't found you, and I was thinking at the time, if I found you, I would definitely tear you into pieces, you hurt me so deeply, how could you just leave like that."

"Later..." Huo Wenjing said with some emotion, "If you appear in front of me at this time, I will forgive you for everything, no matter what you said during overtime work or betrayal of the organization, I never felt like I was such a generous person."

"And later?"

"Later..." Huo Wenjing squeezed his hands gradually tighter, "If I find you, I will definitely lock you up, hide you in a cage, and chain you up, so that you won't say let me Sad things, and I will never think about leaving again.”

But now, Huo Wenjing has changed his mind. Since he is so unclean, he will also pull Han Yao down from the high place and walk with him in the mud.

The subtitle version of the system appeared again: [Ding!I found a solution on the excellent system code. When the target person is blackened, I need to say something to divert his attention. ]

After saying those words, Huo Wenjing was looking at Han Yao's expression, those bottomless eyes matched with that face, everyone seemed to be full of affection.

But Han Yao really couldn't think of any common topics.

He thought for a long time, then raised his head and asked, "Where's Sheng Min? How has he been all these years when I'm not here?"

Huo Wenjing's anger was ignited almost instantly.

He pounced on the bed, like an irritated puppy, bent down and pressed Han Yao on the bed.

Han Yao swayed from being hit and had a headache.

Huo Wenjing stared at Han Yao's pupils, trying to see what happened from inside, but there seemed to be a layer of isolation and deep alienation in those eyes.

His peach blossom eyes are always squinting at people, with a dangerous aura, but his thorns are not facing Han Yao, so he looks very pitiful at this time.

"Oh, Sheng Min, Sheng Min! It will always be him! Didn't you ever ask me how I've been doing all these years?! Do you really care about me that much?!"

Huo Wenjing was overwhelmed by the sadness that rushed to his face, tears welled up in his eyes and he was about to fall, his arm lost strength all of a sudden, he fell on Han Yao's shoulder, and bit Han Yao's collarbone hard.

It hurts, but it doesn't hurt. Han Yao feels that it is normal for him to have resentment after walking for so long. It is good to vent it, and maybe he can also eliminate the blackening value.

Huo Wenjing's emotions came quickly and intensely, his whole face was buried in Han Yao's shoulder.

Han Yao's shoulders were wet.

Huo Wenjing had a strong nasal and crying voice, and his tone was full of threats: "If you don't respond like a dead person again, I will kill you."

Han Yao raised his head, and his eyes were red. Huo Wenjing picked up Han Yao's collar, forced him to the back wall and began to kiss him. It was not so much a kiss as a one-sided bite. Occasionally, there were a few low whimpers, and blood oozed from Han Yao's lips after a while. Huo Wenjing's force was completely like treating an object without senses.

Han Yao knew what he was suffering now, but still couldn't bear it, so he stretched out his arms to hug Huo Wenjing, accepting the grievance that rushed to the sky.

Huo Wenjing was more decisive than everyone else, mainly because he didn't hesitate to do what he wanted to do.

Just like now, he hates others kissing Han Yao, so he will cover it with his own mark, and he begins to unbutton Han Yao's shirt urgently.

His fingers trembled, and when he unbuttoned it, he spent a lot of effort to undo it. In a fit of anger, he tore off Han Yao's clothes, and the button fell to the ground in an instant.

Huo Wenjing's hot cheeks were pressed against Han Yao's chest, he rubbed against the warm chest almost like a puppy, he liked this feeling.

When Huo Wenjing started to untie Han Yao's belt, there was a hasty knock on the door downstairs, and some inaudible rustling sounds.

"Huo Wenjing!"

The man shouted at the door, "You open the door, even if it is you, I will never give in!" The subordinates knocked on the door.

It was the voice of Monsoon Bamboo.

——Ji Fengzhu brought someone here to find someone he wanted.

Han Yao's pupils shrank, and he wanted to push him away: "Someone is coming!"

But Huo Wenjing's hand didn't stop, he pressed Han Yao's head with one hand and kissed him, and the other hand was undoing his clothes.

He didn't want to care about the miscellaneous things at the door, he just wanted to accomplish what he had been thinking about for so many years.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the two mines of "Shuiyang Microwave", what a chirp!

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