After the rebirth, the white moonlight of the actor turned black

Chapter 357 Don't be angry with me "Illusion"

Unlike Jing Heng who wears non-prescription glasses for pretending, Rong Huan is really short-sighted and does not wear them in daily life. He only wears glasses when filling out medical records and reading books to ensure a clear vision.

So under normal circumstances, you would only see Rong Huan wearing glasses when you were at work.

Jing Heng seldom, almost seldom seen.

At first glance, it is really fresh and attractive.

For some reason, he felt that Ah Huan, who was wearing glasses, was very lustful.

Seeing Ah Huan like this, his mind was filled with strange images.

Just imagine, bullying such a man who is always cold and unsmiling to him, tearing off his cold disguise, smashing his ascetic appearance, making him scream uncontrollably, even with tears in his eyes, begging for mercy... …

What the hell!

Although Jing Heng didn't move, his inner world was rich, and he slapped himself several times in his own small world.

Jing Heng, you are too beastly!

In broad daylight, what are you obsessing about with Ah Huan who is working hard!

Are you sorry for Ah Huan?

Looking at that fair, firm neck, Jing Heng immediately wanted to turn into a vampire, so he couldn't get up!

Jing Heng made up a lot in his mind, but to Rong Huan, it was only a few seconds.

Hearing Jing Heng's words, he turned his eyes slowly and gave him a blank look.

"Really, it's so pretty, Ah Huan, don't wear glasses in the future, I'm afraid some people will think too much and think you are seducing them!"

"?" Rong Huan looked at him as if looking at a fool, with an expression of "you seem to have a serious illness".

But any normal person cannot understand this brain circuit of "wearing glasses = seduction".

Rong Huan really felt that Jing Heng was mentally ill.

Rong Huan turned his face back, pulling his hair with a loose scrunchie hanging on his shoulders.

Probably because the hair was still loose and smooth after washing, the cotton hair tie fell to the ground, the long hair was scattered, and the fragrance of shampoo came out.

It smells so good!

Rong Huan's eyes fell, and he was about to bend down to pick it up, when Jing Heng stood up on the opposite side: "I'll pick it up for you!"

He graciously went to the opposite side to pick up the hair tie, and said directly: "You are busy with your work, let me tie your hair for you!"

Rong Huan just wanted to sort out Mr. Gao's files, so he let him go without saying anything, and seriously wrote down the details of this time in the medical record column.

"Papa papa" is the sound of typing on the keyboard at a constant speed.

"Hmm..." Suddenly Rong Huan frowned, "Are you tying your hair or grabbing it?"

Feeling his scalp being pulled, Rong Huan moved his head impatiently, and stretched out his hand: "I'll do it myself!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It's my first time helping someone tie hair, please give me another chance!!"

Jing Heng now moved cautiously.

He stroked Rong Huan's hair to the back, and gently wrapped it twice with a hair tie. The third time he was afraid of hurting him, he thought about it, let it be like this.

Suddenly, he saw something and pushed away Rong Huan's collar.

"What are you doing!" Rong Huan slapped his hand away with one hand, and the chair moved a bit, showing a state of alert.

However, Jing Heng's eyes became a little more serious, and he clasped Rong Huan's hand, holding him with one hand, and frowned: "Why do you have a scar on your shoulder?"

They didn't have it when they were students. They soaked in the hot spring together and watched each other's ups and downs. Ah Huan's skin is tender and there are no scars.

Rong Huan also frowned: "What are you doing chattering about when you're injured? Let go!"

"Is this an injury from a sharp weapon? I don't know when you were injured!"

Rong Huan raised his elbow and bumped back: "When do I have to report my injury to you? It's none of your business, just leave it alone!"

"Of course it's none of my business! I'm your lover now, don't I even have the right to care about you?"

"No," Rong Huan said coldly, "Just do your duty well. To put it bluntly, you are just a bed partner. You only need to solve my physical needs. You can't take care of my private affairs and life. It’s the rules we set out from the beginning.”

The people behind did not speak for a while.

Rong Huan turned his back to him, naturally he didn't know what his expression was, the computer screen was a little blurry now, and it was almost impossible to see the mirror clearly.

Feeling that the sense of confinement on his body has eased, Rong Huan spoke first: "The agreement can be lifted by both parties at any time. If you feel wronged, go out through this door now, and we will be cleared."

There is a second of heat on the skin.

When he realized what it was, a warmer feeling came over him.

Jing Heng pressed down, the peak of his lips covered the long scar on his shoulder, Rong Huan froze.

Rong Huan didn't resist, so Jing Heng went to kiss his neck again.

This kiss does not have other hints, just like the performance between animals, licking the wounds for their partners.

"Ah Huan, I'm not wronged, I just feel sorry for you," Jing Heng said in a suppressed voice, "I'm just sad that you were hurt like this at a time and place I don't know. I want to know what you went through."

Rong Huan looked at the table in front of him, lost his mind for a moment.

It was like the sound of a puppy whimpering, just like Jinlin. When he was scolded and murdered, he came to rub his feet pitifully, with the appearance of admitting his mistake and begging for mercy, so pitiful that people would never be willing to say anything about it.

The same is true for Jing Heng.

Rong Huan, who was originally determined to be cold to the end, felt the rare warmth in his body and lost his mind.

This fool is still like the sun as always, always warming him at the right time.

He is very humble, and almost put down all his dignity in front of him, trying to curry favor with him.

No matter what he does, he is like a fool, he doesn't take his words and deeds to heart, and he still does things that don't help.

He was playing with him, didn't he know what to do?

Rong Huan was originally a gentle person, and he was able to be so cruel to Jing Heng because he was cruel enough to himself. If he didn't treat Jing Heng like this, the only person who refused to die would be himself.

When he spoke again, he was no longer as tyrannical as before.

"I don't want to mention things that have passed."

"Okay, if you don't want to mention it, I won't ask, okay?" Jing Heng hugged his neck from behind pityingly, "I won't make you angry, don't be angry with me, lover Okay, bed partner, whatever you want, Ah Huan, just don't drive me away..."

"Fool."

"Ah."

Rong Huan no longer struggled, and being hugged by him from behind like this, he said in a toneless tone: "Even if you regret it from now on, it's still too late. You give up on me, listen to your mother carefully, and have a serious talk with a well-matched young lady. There is still time to fall in love, get married and have children. Maybe, you can actually fall in love with others."

"I don't want a lady of the right family! If that person wasn't you, I wouldn't marry her irresponsibly!"

"You want to marry me?" Rong Huan asked after hearing what he said.

"I think!" Jing Heng said without hesitation, "As long as you agree, I will give up everything and marry you immediately!"

"Oh, I don't want to," Rong Huan patted him to let him move away at this moment when he should be touched, and said with disgust, "You who have nothing, what qualifications do you have to marry me?"

Jing Heng was stunned for a moment, "...Shall I go to beg under the flyover?"

"roll."

"Ok."