tearful attack

Chapter 4

Um?ha?ah?

Wait, wait, what is this situation?

At this moment, Wen Lin was in a daze. He felt that he probably didn't understand Mr. Xia's meaning at all.

But facing Xia Qian's gaze, that playful expression, seeing Xia Qian's finger pointing at Xia Qian all the time, Wen Lin couldn't continue to deceive himself and others.

"What?" Xia Qian asked him, "Is there anything else you don't understand?"

Wen Lin took a step back.

No, he understands, in fact he understands, there is nothing incomprehensible about the situation in front of him.

The request made by Mr. Xia is not very different from what he understood before, it's just the other way around.

……

Inverted!It's the other way around!

He obviously practiced the little movie in his head for so long, but the result was all reversed. Three days of hard work were in vain!The little movie in my head is reversed!What I imagined for three days was completely reversed!

This kind of subversion was so exciting that Wen Lin couldn't adjust at once.

"Mr. Xia Xiaxia..." Wen Lin said tremblingly, "No, no, no, me, me, no, no, no, okay..."

"What," Xia Qian raised his eyebrows, "You can't?"

"No, no, no," Wen Lin hurriedly explained, "I can, I can, it's not because I can't do it physically."

Xia Qian couldn't help shaking his head and laughing when he saw his repeated and frightened appearance, "So can you do it?"

Wen Lin swallowed, nodded, "OK."

He knew that he had no room to struggle any longer.If he wanted to settle the 500 million debt, he had no other way but to listen to Mr. Xia.

He was just a little scared.

Boss Xia originally wanted to sleep with him, but this incident had already made him very frightened, and he dared to come after mustering up his courage.In the end, instead of asking him to be slept by Mr. Xia, he was asked to sleep with Mr. Xia?This is terrible, Wen Lincounty.

What should I do?

Wen Lin took a deep breath, picked up the half bottle of red wine left on the table, and poured it down his throat.

Jiu Zhuang was cowardly, so he fought hard.

A bottle of red wine was completely wiped out by Wen Lin in the blink of an eye, and Mr. Xia on the bed was stunned.

Wen Lin shook his head, took a look at Mr. Xia, and felt that he was still not courageous enough, so he quickly picked up the second bottle of red wine from the ground, uncapped the bottle, tons, tons, tons...

"Wait," Xia Qian felt that the development in front of him was not good, "Can you still drink? Are you okay?"

Wen Lin didn't pay attention to him. He drank in a drinking posture that was once familiar with the second time. He finished the second bottle at a faster speed than before, and picked up the third bottle without any hassle.

As a result, the third bottle was just half ton to ton, and the wine bottle was snatched away.

"You don't drink well, don't drink." Xia Qian got off the bed at some point, and looked at him with a slight frown. "You are not made to drink these wines like this. If you drink something wrong, it will not end well."

Wen Lin wanted to grab the wine bottle, but Xia Qian guarded him strictly.

As a result, Wen Lin stopped grabbing the wine bottle, and grabbed Xia Qian's arms with both hands, glaring at him fiercely as if he was facing a life-and-death enemy on the battlefield.

Xia Qian was helpless, "You really can't drink anymore..."

Before he could say a word, he suddenly let out a muffled snort, and was pushed to the ground by Wen Lin.

After Wen Lin was completely drunk, he became really different.Not only did he push Mr. Xia down, but he also dared to press Mr. Xia to prevent people from getting up, and he always looked at him with that straight look.

The wine bottle also fell to the other side, the glass shards were shattered all over the place, and the red wine flowed everywhere.

Xia Qian wanted to clean up, but was tripped back by Wen Lin.

"Mr. Xia," Wen Lin, smelling of alcohol all over, stretched out his hand to caress Xia Qian's face, "Mr. Xia... Mr. Xia."

"Oh." Xia Qian sighed, almost lost his temper after being tormented by this drunk.

He called Wen Lin over tonight with a very clear purpose. At most, he saw that Wen Lin's reaction was exaggerated and funny, and he thought of teasing him, but he never planned to push it too far, let alone thought that things would change. In this way, what are these things.

Xia Qian thought he was unlucky, and now he just wanted Wen Lin to get up quickly.

However, at this moment, in Wen Lin's mind that has been filled with alcohol, he actually still remembers one thing very clearly, remembering the purpose of drinking.

"Mr. Xia, has anyone told you," Wen Lin said vaguely, "You're also pretty."

Xia Qian was taken aback, "You... um!"

When Wen Lin was still slightly awake at the end, the last image that remained in his mind was the slightly bewildered expression on Xia Qian's face.

It's indescribable that Mr. Xia, who has always been so easy-going, will show such an expression.

Wen Lin's memory after that was a little fuzzy.

After being destroyed by alcohol, the specific feeling seems to be fragmented. It is all fragments, white, flexible, and warm. It is difficult to piece together the voice of the man who was hoarse at first and then gradually became high-pitched. a specific picture.

He just remembers being cool, very cool.

……

This refreshing feeling lasted until the next morning, when Wen Lin woke up.

Wen Lin found himself still in the hotel, lying on the double bed.

He rubbed his hangover head, noticed that his whole body was clean and smooth, turned his head again, saw Xia Qian lying beside him, and almost rolled to the ground in fright on the spot.

Soon, he remembered what happened last night.

He felt like he was done.

"Xia, Mr. Xia?" Wen Lin lowered his voice and called out in fear.

Xia Qian was curled up under the quilt, only the upper half of his face was exposed, his eyebrows and eyes looked obedient, and he looked very quiet. He would not wake up from a deep sleep for a while.

This made Wen Lin heave a sigh of relief, at least it wasn't a decisive decision, and there was still room for reprieve.

He sneaked under the quilt, secretly picked up the clothes scattered on the ground, and secretly put them on.

At this moment, a sudden burst of music sounded.

Wen Lin's face turned green: This is his ringtone!Who is calling him at this time, trying to kill him!

Fortunately, the mobile phone fell not far away. He picked it up from the ground with lightning speed, hung up quickly, and looked back carefully, seeing that Xia Qian was still asleep. .

As a result, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the phone rang again.

who!Who is it!Wen Lin was on the verge of crying.However, when he looked down, it wasn't his own phone that rang this time, but it was exactly the same as his ringtone for some reason.

Xia Qian was finally woken up.His eyelashes trembled, an arm stretched out from under the quilt, he took out the mobile phone from the pillow, put it next to his ear, and said indistinctly, "Hello?"

Wen Lin held his breath, not daring to let out the air.

"Well, okay, I see." Xia Qian said vaguely, "If there is no major event today, I won't go there, you guys look at the arrangements."

After about half a minute, but Wen Lin felt like half a year had passed, Xia Qian finally hung up the phone.

Then Xia Qian yawned and retracted into the quilt again.

Do you feel like returning to the cage?

Wen Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to put on his clothes lightly, and then he didn't know what to do. He wanted to run but didn't dare, so he could only quietly walk around in front of Xia Qian again, wanting to take a sneaky look again , trying not to make a sound during this period.

"What are you doing?" Xia Qian didn't sleep at all, and kept looking at him, "Pretend that you don't exist?"

Wen Lin was so frightened that he jumped back, and quickly asked nonsense, "Xia, Mr. Xia, are you awake?"

Xia Qian nodded, his voice hoarse, "Bring me a glass of water."

This voice reminded Wen Lin of those fragmentary memory fragments from last night, and he couldn't help but blush, his heart was beating wildly in his chest, and his hands were shaking when pouring water.

Xia Qian got up to drink water, and the quilt slipped off his body at this moment.

At first glance, Wen Lin saw the obvious tooth marks on Xia Qian's neck.Looking down, I saw the marks on Mr. Xia's body, all made by Wen Lin himself last night.

"Mr. Xia," Wen Lin swallowed, his whole body flustered, his eyes didn't know where to put it, "Are you okay..."

"Now I know how to ask this question," Xia Qian smiled, "It was quite fierce last night, wasn't it?"

Wen Lin blushed like a crayfish, and he didn't dare to answer for a long time.

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to be so fierce. It's just that the smell of alcohol is too strong, so don't drink so much next time." Xia Qian said calmly, "Could it be that you can't do it without drinking?"

This was a proposition question, and Wen Lin was sweating all over when he was asked, feeling that his answer would lead to a dead end.

Fortunately, Xia Qian quickly said, "But it's not bad to mess around like this once in a while."

So Mr. Xia didn't want to hack him to death?

Wen Lin was very moved as if he had escaped from death.

He lowered his head and looked at Xia Qian's sip of water at this moment, and suddenly felt that this person was not that scary.Seeing the messy marks on the other party's body again, Wen Lin even felt a little guilty.

"President Xia," Wen Lin said in a low voice, "I will take responsibility for you."

Xia Qian raised his head and looked at him inexplicably, "I asked you to do it, what are you responsible for?"

"..." What he said was so reasonable that Wen Lin was speechless.

"It's getting late." Xia Qian put the finished cup on the bedside table, "There should be a lot of things to do in your company, so you should go back first."

Wait, is this an eviction order?Wen Lin didn't even know what to say, what is this called ruthless?

"Of course, if you want to do it again," Xia Qian smiled and reached out to stroke Wen Lin's chin, "I won't mind either."

Wen Lin blushed, and left with inexplicable annoyance, even tripping over the scattered clothes on the ground.

Xia Qian let out an undisguised laugh.

When Wen Lin's back completely disappeared, the smile on Xia Qian's face also disappeared.

"Hiss..." He retracted himself into the quilt, curled up into a ball, frowned slightly, and whispered a word, "It hurts..."

He couldn't say this word just now, because he didn't want to show weakness in front of Wen Lin.

But just as he said this word, the door was suddenly opened.

Xia Qian looked up and saw that it was Wen Lin who had gone and returned for some reason.