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The young man looked at him, and finally his eyes stopped on the small wontons in his hand, then he took the plastic bag with one hand: "Thank you, how much is it?"
Why did he come back to his senses and vaguely recognized that he seemed to be an actor who had become famous recently. He was not yet twenty years old. His skin was so tender that it could hydrate, and his body still had the thin youthfulness of a teenager. He was wearing a pair of water-blasted jeans. Makes the legs slender. Just standing there seemed to be glowing.
Why did he calmly say: "46."
"Oh, wait a minute." The young man turned around to get the money. After a while, he came out with his wallet and handed him a fifty-fifty note: "No need to change."
Why didn¡¯t you say anything, just took the money and turned around to leave.
"Who is it?" Song Juhan's voice came from the room.
¡°A takeout delivery guy,¡± the young man replied.
"Takeaway? What did you order?"
"Didn't Brother Han order it? Crab roewontons?"
He He walked towards the elevator entrance as quickly as possible, but he was still a step too late. Song Juhan's voice came from behind: "Why."
Why did he pause and then turned around.
Song Juhan frowned and looked at him, then looked at the wontons and sneered: "What are you doing here now?"
"Delivery." He said expressionlessly.
Song Juhan frowned slightly. Although He Yi's face was calm, he could still feel the hidden anger of this man. He couldn't help but find it funny. He knew He He, who rarely showed his emotions except in bed. He seduced He raised his fingers and said, "Come back."
The young man stuck out his head, his round and bright eyes looking back and forth between them in confusion.
Why didn't move: "You have guests, so go ahead and do your business."
"Let you come back." Is this jealous? He didn't appreciate it enough.
Why paused for two seconds and came back.
The young man said: "Brother Han, who is he?"
Song Juhan ignored him, grabbed He Yi's collar, came close to his face and smelled: "It's okay, I didn't drink too much."
The young man¡¯s eyes widened. That tone was frivolous, definitely not an ordinary friendship.
He He nodded at the young man, and familiarly found slippers in the shoe cabinet and put them on. He had been to Song Juhan's apartment several times. Song Juhan once wanted to give him the key, but he didn't ask for it. If he had the key, he might not be able to bear to come here every once in a while. Sometimes people don't have enough self-control, so they need some external force. He didn't want to give himself the illusion that "I can come to Song Juhan at any time". In fact, over the years, Song Juhan took the initiative to find him sixty-seven times out of ten, but the three or four times he took the initiative were all revealed when countless desires could no longer be suppressed.
The young man looked at He Yi in a daze, as if he still didn't believe in the relationship between He Yi and Song Juhan. The difference between the two was like a simple and dull porcelain and a sparkling diamond. The one that matched the diamond should be him after all. Such platinum or colored treasures cannot be found in porcelain.
The young man frowned and glanced at Song Juhan, who disapproved of it.
He He barely paid attention to the young man. After he entered the house, he didn't even take off his coat. He carried the small wontons into the kitchen in a familiar manner, poured them into two bowls, then took them out and put them on the table. On the table: "I've eaten, you can eat."
Song Juhan seemed to have just woken up from a long sleep. The collar of his loose knitted sweater exposed most of his beautiful collarbone and vigorous chest muscles. His curly hair was a little messy. He sat at the dining table, first yawned, and then stared at the little wontons. In a daze.
Song Juhan's facial features are most often praised for his pair of deep and charming eyes, but why do he like his lips the most? Song Juhan's lips are slightly upturned, always red and moist, as if they are ready for kissing at any time. Prepare.
The young man unceremoniously pulled out the stool and sat down, holding the wontons in his arms and started eating, while giving He He a cold look.
Song Juhan also started eating. While eating, he asked, "Isn't there a dinner party?"
"I left early."
"I asked you to come at six o'clock and you didn't come. What do you mean by coming now?" Song Juhan rolled his eyes at him: "Did I say I would wait for you?"
"No." He He looked at his watch and said, "How about I go back first."
"Put away the bowls before going back, otherwise the room will smell bad."
"Yeah." He He turned his head and looked out the window. You can see a very good night view from here. The long queues of cars on the ground look like beautiful stars from a high altitude. This city piled up with desires can only be seen if you stand at a high place. nice view.
&Zhuang Jieyu felt his scalp numb. He was frightened by Song Juhan's anger and malice.
Why are you so anxious: "Ju Han, stop making trouble!"
"Who is making trouble with you?" Song Juhan's strength was beyond the ability of ordinary people to resist. As the sole heir to the Song Entertainment Empire, his safety is always the first consideration, so he has had the best martial arts masters teach him martial arts since he was a child. How come he once saw him crushing walnuts with his ring finger and little finger like a child? Not only are her beautiful hands proficient in multiple musical instruments, but they can also break the hardest bones in a person's body with one punch. Why are you so vulnerable in front of him?
Why's face turned red. This was probably the most embarrassing scene in his life. He looked over Song Juhan's shoulder and saw Zhuang Jieyu's shocked eyes, feeling that his heart had been trampled into the mud.
Song Juhan was approaching arrogantly, why did he desperately want to push him away: "Juhan, let me go!"
"Don't move, damn, you messed up my date, shouldn't you make up for it? Maybe someone is more excited when looking at you. Feel it carefully, whether he kisses you and makes you comfortable, or I fuck you and make you feel comfortable. "His hand has already taken off the last barrier of He Yi.
Why was my heart hurting so much, my eyes were so tight, I didn¡¯t know where the strength came from, and I pushed Song Juhan away!
Song Juhan staggered a few steps, but quickly regained his balance.
Why did he look so embarrassed, his clothes and tie were in a mess, his trousers were piled at his feet, and his face was full of anger.
Zhuang Jieyu looked at him with a hint of unbearability. These rich people really don¡¯t have many good things.
Song Juhan didn¡¯t expect that He Yi, who had always been silent and obedient, would react so loudly. Before he could get angry, he was stunned by the profound humiliation on He Yi¡¯s face.
Why He lifted up his pants tremblingly, ran to the door, kicked on his shoes, and ran out of the door like a whirlwind.
By the time Song Juhan came to his senses, he had already run away. His face became quite ugly, and he kicked the stool over hard.
Zhuang Jieyu was a little scared and stood aside at a loss.
Song Juhan's Adam's apple was beating up and down, and he stared at the half-open door with a gloomy gaze. He froze in place for a long time without moving, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhuang Jieyu didn¡¯t dare to breathe.
After a long time, Song Juhan seemed to have just discovered him, and looked at him coldly: "Next time you dare to touch him, you don't have to mix in the circle."
Zhuang Jieyu took a breath and nodded: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Brother Han."
"roll."
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