The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

Zhou Yunshen was full of wine, driving the sweet scented osmanthus out of his body. His eyes were red and drunk. He suddenly approached Han Yi, and the strong alcohol smell seemed to make him drunk.

"You're back..."

He opened his mouth and sent it to his mouth and nose with the warm breath of the wine. Han seemed to be smoked by the smell of wine. Maybe his ears were wrong. Zhou Yunshen's words just now clearly choked.

In his body, his heart was bursting with joy.

"I'm back, I'm back," he said in a trembling voice, "I'm back!"

His voice did not fall, a kiss fell, just like a strong wind attacking the forest, thick wine aroma, Han also stiff body, the brain is wooden, long farewell lips strange and familiar breath and strength make his eyes hot, he raised his hand and hugged him, eager to tell him that he is, he is, he has always been.

He has always been his Han Yi.

The overbearing kiss deepened, and Zhou Yunshen held his slender waist in one hand. Under his broad palm, he seemed to melt his waist into rain and dry his cracked heart.

This is the yearning for reunion after a long separation, which is the heaven's mercy after the collision of life and death.

Zhou Yunshen chases in for a kiss. The door behind Han Yi is not sure whether it was hit by him or blown through the wind. For Zhou Yunshen, who is used to being alert, this slight sound is enough to wake him up.

He let go and yelled. His lips were apart, and his hot lips felt cool. Zhou Yunshen's eyes were clear and mingled with disgust. Only this was enough to let Han Yi's heart leaping with fire in his chest be soaked with ice water.

"Is it you?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and he could not remember how he had come here.

Han also opened his lips, not even a word I could say. He couldn't say it. He was just taken as a substitute. Maybe it was the girl named Ruan Ruan, or some beautiful boy he raised. He has so many houses that he just went wrong tonight.

Zhou Yun took a step back, and the moonlight illuminated the half step distance between them, like Bai Lian and a river that could not be crossed.

Han Yi's bare feet are illuminated by the moonlight, and his rarely exposed feet seem to be shining even his toes. The white, white and tender lotus root is a tender lotus root dug out in advance. It seems that if a person approaches it, as long as he breathes harder, he will melt the foot.

Zhou Yun frowned deeply. Han also said, "I have something for you. You can go later, or I don't know when I can see you next time."

Finish not wait for Zhou Yunshen to answer to turn to run upstairs, Zhou Yunshen hesitated for a moment, lift foot to enter.

Han also ran down with a file bag and walked barefoot on the floor. Sometimes it sounded like stepping on the water, and his soft soles beat against the cold floor.

"Put on your shoes."

The man smoking on the sofa arrived before Han Yidong handed it to him.

Han also looks down at the sole of Bai Nen's foot, like barefoot also want to manage? In my mind, or obedient to put on the shoes, just like a primary school student to hand in the paper bag to Zhou Yunshen.

"This is the account of the Marquis of the Song Dynasty, and there are some materials you can use," he said slowly, as if deliberately lengthening the time.

Zhou Yunshen did not speak. He was hidden in the dark. He leaned forward slightly, his head slightly lowered, and he smoked in silence.

The smell of smoke soon diffuses around them. Zhou Yunshen smokes and his cigarette ends will shine fiercely. Han Yi's heart seems to twitch.

"This is what you got when you were around the Marquis of Song Dynasty?"

"Yes."

"Hard to collect, isn't it?"

Han also felt that something was wrong. Although he could not see the man's expression clearly, his whole body spirit became low, like a day brewing a storm. When the storm came, Han would also be destroyed.

"Was it the same when I was by my side? Well? "

He looked up at him, his sharp eyes splitting him in half like a sharp sword.

"No, I didn't betray you."

He said eagerly: "I just want to revenge song Hou, I have not done anything sorry for you."

"Revenge on the Marquis of Song Dynasty?"

Zhou Yun laughed deeply. He leaned back on the sofa. He showed a relaxed posture, as if Han also said it was a ridiculous thing. "Do you want to revenge him because you have found a good family?"

"This time," he quipped, "is it on the road or in business or politics? I hold you up as the film emperor, and the Marquis of Song Dynasty helps you develop. This time, it's going to the international market, isn't it? "

"The springboard is higher than the other time. If you follow me now, will it hinder you to climb up? Well? "

His eyes narrowed slightly, sending a dangerous signal to Han.

"No, it's not."

Han also repeated this sentence twice. In addition to this sentence, he did not know what to say at this moment. Under such a hammer like assertion, whatever he said seemed powerless.

"No, what is it like? Well? "Zhou Yunshen's cigarette was broken, and the cigarette end was toward the door, like an arrow pointing to their future direction.

"You think I'm the same person as the Marquis of Song Dynasty, don't you? You think I'm vulnerable. I can't compare with Marquis song. You think that my brother and he need to send someone to climb the bed to work as an undercover for him. You need a person who is sincere and gentle. Take the opportunity to check my things and put a locator on me, right

Zhou Yunshen is out of control and roars. The smoke in his hand is pinched out by him. The spark flashes faintly and finally dies.

"That's what you think, isn't it?"

Han also sneered, "you think so, so no matter what I say, you feel that I am cheating you and defending myself. So what do you want me to say?"

"I tell you, it's just the calculation of marquis song. You and I are all in his calculation. Li Jieqiang also joined in that day's affairs, and the Zhao family also intervened. He wanted to start with you for a long time."

"I said," just now excited, my voice turned smooth, even choked. "I was forced that day. He used your life to force me, but he repented. I said that I always wanted to die with you. I have lived in pain all the time for two years. Can you believe it?"

"I said," he looked straight at him, tears rolling out of his eyes, "I love you, miss you, I ache like you, you are afraid that you hate me, and you are afraid that you do not hate me, do you believe it?"

"Zhou Yunshen," Han also wrung pain out, "you believe me."

There was a long silence in the room, the air seemed to be frozen, and there were cracks and pieces.

"If it was before, I would have believed you, for no reason."

Zhou Yunshen looked at him and said, "but now, I don't believe it."

"A man who has died once, and who has been saved by his brother's life, is qualified to believe it again? What's more, a man who killed his brother? "

"Han Yi," he said softly, as if falling snow, "I won't believe you again."

In the quiet living room, this sentence is like a heavy hammer falling to the ground, and the whole world trembles with it.