small beast

Chapter 15

"Arguing?" Wen Hengyuan walked up to Zhao Xin and looked at Zhao Xin tenderly with lowered eyebrows.Originally, he was going to sit next to Zhao Xin, but seeing the mess on the bed and thinking of Zhao Xiaobao lying on this bed just now, he just felt uncomfortable and wished he could immediately drag Zhao Xin to the bathroom to clean it.

Zhao Xin recalled Zhao Xiaobao's stubborn temper when he just lifted his pants and left, and replied with a wry smile, "It's just a child throwing a temper tantrum."

Listening to Zhao Xin's words, Wen Hengyuan felt that a certain part of his heart was stabbed, and his body felt numb for a moment.When the numbness passed, he took Zhao Xin's arm and said in a playful tone, "I brought you wine when I came back. It's in my suitcase. Would you like to go over and have a drink?"

Zhao Xin squinted his eyes habitually, staring at Wen Hengyuan's face without blinking.

Staring directly at Wen Hengyuan's scalp, he pulled Zhao Xin and asked, "Third brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Just now I almost thought it was back then. Your face is really, 35, why does it look like seventeen or eighteen?" Zhao Xin stood up, pressed Wen Hengyuan's head affectionately and rubbed, not without emotion He laughed at himself, "I'm getting old, you and Xiaobao are both seventeen or eighteen, and I'm just an old man."

"No way! You are now in the year of the tiger and wolf!" Wen Hengyuan protested, breaking his head out of Zhao Xin's clutches.

The phrase "The Year of the Tiger and the Wolf" really made Zhao Xin laugh. "The Year of the Tiger and the Wolf? Haha..." He smiled so brightly that his brows brightened, and he temporarily forgot the unhappiness that happened with Zhao Xiaobao just now, and put his hand on Wen Hengyuan's head again, ready to ravage him wantonly.

Wen Hengyuan was very depressed by Zhao Xin's claws, took a few steps back, and complained to Zhao Xin, "It's not like you don't know that I hate people touching my head the most."

After being reminded by him, Zhao Xin remembered it, retracted his hand a little embarrassingly, and changed the subject, "Didn't you say you brought wine? Let's go to your room." After finishing speaking, Zhao Xin stretched out his hand again, habitually He wanted to take Wen Hengyuan's hand, but he stretched it out halfway, and then took it back.

At this moment, Zhao Xin was a little irritable and used to this kind of thing.Because the children in his family grew up with watermelon heads before they entered middle school, so he always liked to rub the top of the children's heads with his big hands at that time.The child has no mother, so he is very dependent on his father, who must hold his hand every time he goes out.

So much so that Zhao Xin still retains these habits.Zhao Xiaobao never protested or complained, so Zhao Xin thought it was a natural movement, so he naturally used it on his favorite Wen Hengyuan.

But temporarily forgot Wen Hengyuan's habits.Wen Hengyuan hates others touching his head and his hands.He has been obsessed with the piano since he was a child, and the piano and his hands have always been the two things he values ​​most.

At that time, even Zhao Xin was no exception.

For a moment, the two people in the room were a little embarrassed.

With Wen Hengyuan's intelligence, he would not have imagined how Zhao Xin developed these habits.He took the initiative to grab Zhao Xin's withdrawn hand and interlocked his fingers, "Third brother, let's...start over... shall we?"

With Wen Hengyuan's gentle but aloof and arrogant temperament, it is really rare for him to take the initiative to say such words.

Zhao Xin stared at Wen Hengyuan's begging eyes, making sure that Wen Hengyuan was really not joking.It's not that he hasn't thought about the question of starting over.He had thought about it, but considering that Wen Hengyuan's heart was too heavy, he decided to let it be, and just leave it at that.

Wen Hengyuan brought it up on his own initiative, and for a moment he really didn't know how to respond.

Zhao Xin has never been an indecisive person, let alone the person in front of him is someone he has been waiting for for many years.But now he suddenly hesitated, he wanted to agree with his mouth, but he couldn't make a decision in his heart.

And Wen Hengyuan's eyes gradually changed from anticipation to obscurity, "Are you refusing? Heh...then what am I still here for? I'll pack up and leave now!"

After saying that, Wen Hengyuan let go of Zhao Xin's hand, and wanted to go back to the guest room to pack his luggage.

Zhao Xin couldn't tolerate Wen Hengyuan's fuss, so he pulled Wen Hengyuan over forcefully and pressed him against the wall. "Do you think I'll let you go again?"

Zhao Xin pinched Wen Hengyuan's chin, no longer explained too much, and adopted the simplest and most direct method to kiss him deeply.

The two, who had been abstinent for many years, were kissing to the depths of their love when the sky thunder stirred the fire.Wen Hengyuan freed one hand to unbutton Zhao Xin's shirt, his eyes were covered with fog, and he said out of breath, "Third brother... go to my room..."

"it is good."

Zhao Xin's last hesitation was also melted away by Wen Hengyuan's soft words, and he half-embraced Wen Hengyuan and reluctantly walked to the next room.

Just as he walked to the door, a glass water cup flew across the sky.

Bang, bang, two bangs, the first hit hit Wen Hengyuan's head, the second fell to the ground, and the glass shattered all over the place.Wen Hengyuan's forehead was also stabbed by the glass, which shows the force Zhao Xiaobao used in this throw.He stood there with a gloomy face, and only the dim wall lamp was turned on in the living room, which set off the cloudy and uncertain face of the child.

Zhao Xin immediately blocked Wen Hengyuan's bleeding forehead and back of the head with his hands, and shouted at Zhao Xiaobao: "What are you doing in a daze! Why don't you go get the medicine box!" Based on his reaction, he should have stopped the glass immediately.But because he was at home, and because he had just been in love with Wen Hengyuan, he relaxed his vigilance.

Otherwise, Wen Hengyuan would not have been injured by his hands.

Zhao Xiaobao stood there without moving, and said coldly, "Why should I take the medicine box, it's better to be dead." After finishing speaking, he went straight to the sofa and sat down, looking at the two people across from him expressionlessly.

Zhao Xin supported Wen Hengyuan to stand up, took out the medicine box from the window, and briefly treated Wen Hengyuan's wound.He looked back at Zhao Xiaobao again, the child was still sitting on the sofa, his small face was tense, and his lips were tightly pursed.

Zhao Xin didn't say anything, just picked up Wen Hengyuan and went to the hospital.

The wound on the back of the head was still embedded with broken glass shards, Zhao Xin didn't dare to delay, as for Zhao Xiaobao, he could only deal with it after he came back.

Uncle Wu was called up and drove Zhao and Wen to the hospital. Aunt Zhang was woken up and silently swept the glass shards on the ground.Mrs. Zhang has stayed at Zhao's house longer than Zhao Xiaobao, so she naturally knows the relationship between Zhao Xin and Wen Hengyuan.After she wiped off the blood on the ground with a rag, she said to Zhao Xiaobao who had been sitting on the sofa without saying a word, "Xiaobao, go to bed first. Mister probably won't be back tonight."