"Jin Hua, drink less."

He Qing looked at the lover with a glass of anxiety, and couldn't help but stop his glass. "Leyuan is not an outsider. What do you drink so much."

He hadn't forgotten that Jinhua had been drinking and drinking until he was hospitalized, for fear that he would have another accident.

"Where am I going?" Feng Jinhua displeasedly pushed his hand away and raised the cup to the man who didn't change his face. "Leyuan, come and have another drink."

Le Yuan looked at He Qing, who was worried next to him, and slowly put down his glass. "Jin Hua, you have drunk too much."

"Jin Hua..."

Seeing him flushing and drinking, He Qing couldn't help but stopped the glass again. "You can't drink any more, the doctor said..."

"What happened to my drink!"

Feng Jinhua drank too much wine, and his usual impatience was completely exposed at this moment. He rudely pushed away the people around him and finished drinking by lifting his neck.

He Qing was pushed a bit, hit his hand on the table, and soon turned red. He looked at his lover with some helplessness, "Jin Hua..."

Almost as soon as he was pushed, Leyuan stood up and walked to He Qing in a few steps to check his hand, "A Qing, are you okay?"

The man's big hand with a thin cocoon carefully held He Qing's hand carefully and made him uncomfortably withdrawing his hand, "I'm fine."

"Jinhua drank too much. Let's get here today."

Le Yuan looked at He Qing struggling to lift the man, but after he flung his hand away uncooperatively, his eyebrows grew tighter and tighter.

He clearly remembered that A Qing's body was not as bad as before. In the past few years when he was away, how did Feng Jinhua take care of A Qing!

The man's eyes were getting darker and deeper. He stood behind He Qing and gently supported his shoulders. Without a trace, Feng Jinhua's body was separated from He Qing's hand.

"I will send you back."

The tall man helped the drunk Feng Jinhua out of the hotel, and at the door, Chu Chen, who had been waiting, drove and stopped in front of them.

The door opened, and the handsome young man got out of the car. He naturally took Feng Jinhua from Leyuan and looked at them apologetically.

"It's really embarrassing, we have always troubled you, and I will send him back."

"Come on, Feng Feng, be careful..."

He Qing froze for a moment, seeing that he was supporting Feng Jinhua and was going to get in the car, opening his mouth, waiting for him to say something, but drunk Feng Fenghua stretched out his hand at him.

"A Qing, come here."

His tone was still a command. He stood on the spot and looked at He Qing persistently. When he came over, he took the man directly into his arms and asked him indistinctly, "Where do you want to go?"

"I didn't want to go." He was accustomed to his drunken childishness, and He Qing was obediently in his arms, carefully supporting him.

Chu Chen's face was full of surprises, and he quickly apologized, "Sorry, you are General Feng's partner, I'm so sorry, I just joined the job and haven't seen you yet."

He Qing shook his head with a smile, "It's okay, I haven't been to the company in a long time, it's normal that you don't know me."

"A Qing... I have a headache..."

The drunk man put all his weight on He Qing, and said drunk in a vague manner.

He talked with a scent of alcohol, but He Qing didn't dislike it at all. He reached out and helped the man to gently press the temple, coaxing softly, "When I get home, I will press it for you."

"Well..." Feng Jinhua agreed, and He Qing looked up at the man who had been silent. "Leyuan, I'll take Jinhua back first. When would you like to visit City A and call me directly?" Just do it."

"it is good."

The man looked at him with soft eyes and a soft voice softly, "Then be careful."

Not aware of the implied meaning in his words, He Qing helped Feng Jinhua to sit in the back seat car. Chu Chen looked at Leyuan inadvertently and turned and got into the car.

In the car, He Qing wanted to wear a seat belt to Feng Jinhua, but he didn't cooperate with him to put together on He Qing.

The two had been together for five years, only to feel his burning breath, and He Qing knew what he wanted to do.

Sure enough, Feng Jinhua's hands had already begun to try to unfasten the button on He Qing's shirt, and now in the car, there was someone in front. He Qing took his hand awkwardly and reminded in a small voice: "Jin Hua, in the car."

"What happened in the car!"

Feng Jinhua didn't take it seriously, and he kept pulling his clothes with his hands. Seeing that He Qing was avoiding letting himself touch, the suffocating anger finally broke out, and his hands didn't lighten up.

"Jin Hua!" He Qing, who had just been careful to avoid, suddenly panicked. He didn't want to be intimate with his lover, but someone in front!

The drunk man can't care about anyone at this moment. He touched on He Qing indiscriminately. When he saw him yelling and letting go, his face suddenly became cold.

"No touch today, no touch tomorrow, are you so brittle? The heart bursts with a stab!"

After he spoke, he was stunned.

After getting drunk, the blurred vision gradually became clear, and he saw his lover shrink in the corner of the car, his eyes red and staring at himself.

What did he just say...

Feng Jinhua looked at He Qing stiffly, and the wine woke up completely, reaching out to apologize, "A Qing..."

He Qing's body was tight, and he shrank back to the side of the car, turning his head to face him.

Feng Jinhua knew that he was crying, and He Qing had a good temper, but he was also crying when he was angry. He did not want people to know that he was crying like a girl, so he avoided people every time and didn’t let his face be seen. Tears.

Once every time he was found crying, Feng Jinhua would hug him out of the corner and comfort him, teasing him to break his nose as a smile, but now, watching him try to calm down his shoulders without shaking, Feng Jinhua slowly withdrew Hand, silent.

There was a sudden silence in the carriage. Chu Chen looked at the two through the rearview mirror and drove in silence.

Waiting for the address He Qing told him, he parked the car in the courtyard, "I will leave first with that letter."

Feng Jinhua's voice was slightly hoarse, "Let's go."

Chu Chen glanced at the car, He Qing was still in the car, his mouth seemed to have a smile, and soon disappeared.

When the outsider left, Feng Jinhua opened the door. "A Qing, get off."

He Qing got off the car, he had just wiped away his tears, but his eyes were red but not very embarrassed.

His crying eyes were moist and looked very beautiful. He looked at the man seriously at the moment and said softly, "Jin Hua, let's talk."

His expression was calm, and it could even be said that it was overdone, which was abnormal.

Feng Jinhua's heart grew uneasy, but she nodded when she looked at her lover with red eyes.

As usual, the two sat on the dining table and sat opposite each other.

He Qing's voice was a little hoarse, but the statement was very clear. He kept his eyes down, not letting Feng Jinhua see the look in his eyes.

"Let's divorce."

Feng Jinhua shook his hand violently, and looked at He Qing incredulously, "What are you talking about?"

He Qing did not look at him. He lowered his head slightly, his voice calm, but his voice shook slightly. "We have been getting less and less recently, and I have been reflecting. Until I was in the car, I suddenly thought clearly. "

"What do you want to know?" Feng Jinhua got up suddenly, and the drunken blushing face was still there, making him look more angry.

"Just because I just drank too much and touched you in the car?"

"You also know that my consciousness of drinking too much is unclear, because of this little thing, will you divorce me?!"

He also noticed that his attitude was wrong and exhaled with a dumb voice. "A Qing, I was just bad. I shouldn't be treating you like that in the car. I will drink less in the future. Let’s just forget it, shall we?

Facing the mellow tone of the lover who apologized, He Qing stared blankly and shook his head with tears in his eyes.

"You clearly know where our problem is."

"We haven't shared a bed for a long time. I'm not in good health. I can't satisfy you at all. It's better to be divorced. You go again..."

"I'm going to find another one?! Are you going to find another one who doesn't go to bed?" Feng Jinhua's fist smashed **** the table, making a muffled noise, and the anger that had just been forced down surged again.

"You just want to divorce me because of this shit?"

"I disagree!"

Seeing He Qing still stunned and looked at himself with red eyes, he softened his tone and coaxed him softly, "A Qing, today I was drinking and doing the wrong thing. I won’t be in the future, the company is busy these days, I am I don’t have much time to accompany you to make you cranky, just because the company is busy, I will have more time to accompany you in the future."

"Let's not mention this, believe me, shall we?"

He Qinghong looked at him with his eyes, and finally nodded slowly.

As usual, with tears in his smile, "I believe in you."

The heart that Feng Jinhua kept mentioning finally fell, and He Qing coaxed him to take a bath. He frowned tightly against the chair, his eyes full of irritability.

After sobering, my thoughts gradually became clear, and the memory of drunkenness began to return.

At the dinner table, Le Yuan looked at He Qing's eyes, the laughter and laughter of the two of them, and finally, the hands that fell on He Qing's shoulders.

A Qing and he lived okay for five years. When Leyuan came back, he was in trouble to get a divorce!

The more suspicious in Feng Jinhua's heart, the more firm his belief is that he can never let A Qing leave him!

Recalling that he was just in the car, He Qing struggled not to let himself touch, and he should be angry, but his body gradually became boring.

The man got up and went to another bathroom, taking a shower while solving his problems.

In fact, A Qing just said that he is right, he is good, just because of his poor health, it really makes people...

【Ding! Feng Jinhua's favor: 79】

He Qing wiped the water on his face. [Really, this man is so cheeky, he wants to eat fish, and he wants to eat bear paws. How could there be such a good thing under the sky! 】

Especially when the fish wants to get rid of the bear paw.

The system rarely expresses its opinion, [cheeky. 】

He Qingxi was even happier with the approval vote. What made him happier was that the fragile heart of the body made him not need to spend points to buy a yellow beam.

Today is another saving day.

In the next few days, Feng Jinhua was like what he said, and his attitude was better than a little bit. He also voluntarily told some of the company’s affairs to He Qing when he was eating, and he sipped when he was worried that he should not drink more. Promised.

He Qing is happy every day, and there are more and more smiles on his face, but his condition makes Le Yuan not see the taste.

On the one hand, why is Happiness happy, on the other hand, because of his happiness, he can't stop.

On the sixth day, Le Yuan stood at the door of He Qing's house and smiled, "Okay, thank you host, I will go to work tomorrow."

"Then I will open the flower shop tomorrow!"

"It's embarrassing to hurt you for a few days."

"What's the matter? The flower shop had just opened, and there weren't many guests." He Qing smiled gently, and his eyes were full of happiness. "I've also been very happy these days. I haven't played it for a long time."

Leyuan's eyes paused, "Don't you go out to play before?"

"What is fun for a person, Jinhua is busy again, but now it's okay, I have fun playing, the flower shop is also open, and it will gradually enrich in the future."

He Qing smiled sincerely on his face, not sad because his lover could not accompany himself, because life will become better and happier in the future.

The man looked at him and couldn't help but also smiled. He looked softly at He Qing, his heart was sour and sweet.

This is also good.

A Qing is happy.

The wind blew a leaf down and fell on He Qing's head. Le Yuan reached out and helped him take it off, "Okay, go back."

"Okay, you go back, we will make an appointment next time."

Feng Jinhua stood on the balcony, watching the two separate, and watching He Qing open the door and walk in, holding the hand of the railing slowly.

"Jin Hua?" He Qing entered the door, unexpectedly seeing her lover standing in the living room, with surprise in her eyes, "You didn't go to work today?"

"Well." The man's face was dull and he said, "I got off work early today and I want to come back to see you."

He Qing showed a surprise in his eyes and smiled a little bit happy, but he said embarrassedly, "What's so beautiful about me, Jin Hua, since you come back so early, shall we go out and eat together?"

"I want to eat what you make." Feng Jinhua said with a dark face, "I haven't eaten for a long time."

"Ah?" He Qing realized that his voice was wrong, and looked up at his lover doubtfully, "You can't go home to eat because you are busy with the company?"

"Yes." Feng Jinhua skin smiled flesh, "I went home yesterday, you are not here."

"I'm going home today, you are still away."

He Qing looked at him suspiciously, his eyes full of bewilderment, "Did I not tell you? Le Yuan had just returned to China, and I would accompany him to shop around these days."

"Six days of shopping!" During these six days, Feng Jinhua bit very hard.

Seeing the displeasure in his eyes, He Qing realized that he was not happy, and suddenly he couldn’t help crying or laughing, “Jin Hua, Le Yuan is our friend, he rarely returns to China, I’ll take him to go shopping, let’s just say, yesterday I When you say cooking, you said you wouldn’t go home so you don’t cook."

Feng Jinhua did say so at first, but this does not mean that he still thought so after seeing other men putting his hand on He Qing's head.

"Okay."

Knowing what the lover is awkward about, He Qing couldn't help but have some sweetness in his heart. He stepped forward and leaned gently in the man's arms, whispering apology, "I won't be like this again, what do you want to eat, I will give you do."

Feng Jinhua's face looked better, he reached out and touched He Qing's head, as if to wipe the place where Le Yuan touched.

"Can't you open that flower shop?"

"It's going to open tomorrow, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. I haven't seen you for a few days. I thought you were playing." Feng Jinhua smirked and hugged the man in his arms. He couldn't help but get up again.

But thinking of He Qing’s fragile heart, like pouring it in a pot of cold water, he did not dare to complain. A few days ago He Qing said that the divorce was still stuck in his heart, although after this period of observation, he could not see He Qing and joy What was the original, Feng Jinhua was still not happy.

He refused to admit that it was because of his indifference that his lovers had this idea, but he just pushed the responsibility to He Qing.

He, a person who is enduring, is not very good yet. A Qing has a hard time, which is really arrogant.

Thinking about it this way, Feng Jinhua enjoyed He Qing's care more as he should, and drank his soup with a stinky face. He said, "Tonight's entertainment, you go to bed early."

"Well, I know." He Qing put the rice in front of him, and when he saw the man lifting chopsticks, he could not help but soften his eyes.

"Drink less wine."

Another sentence, Feng Jinhua bowed impatiently, the magnetic voice was faint, "I know."

The goal of the entertainment this time was an old slipper. Although Feng Jinhua took Chu Chen with him, he still filled him with several glasses. When the banquet was gone, he was a little dizzy in front of his eyes.

His alcohol has not been very good. He used to drink himself for stomach bleeding in order to get a list of business. Now he has been drinking for a few years. He drank so much and suddenly he couldn't bear it.

"Feng Zong, let the driver take you back..."

Chu Chen and the driver carried Feng Jinhua together and drank more than twice as much wine. However, Chu Chen's complexion remained fair, only a little blush was added to his cheeks, and his face looked more graceful under the lights.

"No... don't go back..."

Feng Jinhua said with some difficulty, "Going back, he is not happy!"

"Don't you just drink some wine!" With his mouth tight, he complained dumbly, "Don't let me fuck, let me drink!"

Chu Chen still had a gentle smile on his face. He dragged the man and said softly, "How about finding you a hotel?"

"Okay, okay..."

With permission, Chu Chen looked at the driver, "Go to the nearest hotel, and I will put Mr. Feng there."

"it is good!"

Waiting for the door of the hotel, Chu Chen looked at the sky and persuaded, "You should go back first, lest your wife be in a hurry."

The driver looked hesitantly at the man who was standing steadily. "That one?"

"I will be sleeping next to President Feng tonight, so I can take care of it. You go first. I will tell President Feng tomorrow."

"That line, thank Assistant Chu."

Watching the driver leave, Chu Chen dragged Feng Jinhua into the hotel with some effort.

After opening two rooms, he put the man on the bed and thought about it. He took out a pill and put it in the water. He held it in front of Feng Jinhua and held him up. "Feng Zong, drink some water."

Feng Jinhua just had a dry mouth, and the visitors refused to drink cleanly.

Watching him finish drinking, Chu Chen showed a soft smile, placed him back on the bed, and walked out of the room himself.

After a while, he took Feng Jinhua's coat in his hand and walked in again, never coming out again.

This is the monitoring that Feng Jinhua saw the next day. He looked coldly at Chu Chen, who still had some ambiguous marks on his neck, and his expression was full of anger.

"I really came to give you your clothes, but you drink too much and treat me like Mr. He..."

Chu Chen's face was blank, his eyes full of fear, and he looked very pitiful.

Feng Jinhua sneered, "You are an adult man, even if I drink too much to force you, can you still run?"

Chu Chen, who was sitting in front of him, had a paler face, and his lips were shaking, like a collapse after being taken out, "Yes, sorry Feng Feng..."

"I didn't resist because I needed money..." Tears flowed from his red eyes, tears in his eyes, and he looked up at the indifferent man in front of him.

"My brother had a car accident and now needs a lot of money. Last night, when you regarded me as Mr. He, I thought that if you...you might pay me money..."

He said that he knelt down suddenly and begged, "Feng Zong, I was in the car that day. I heard your conversation with Mr. He. Mr. He refused to let you...I will!"

"I will be very obedient, as long as you give me money, I can do anything!"

"You also said last night that I look like Mr. He, you treat me like him, and I beg you, Mr. Feng, I really need money!"

Feng Jinhua's eyes remained cold on him, "As you, do you deserve it?"

"General Feng, Mr. He refuses to let you touch, is it not uncomfortable for you? I am in the company and can satisfy you at any time, and I will not say a word outside, find me when you need it, when you don’t need it. Never mind me!"

The man snorted, "You are a good abacus."

After showing joy in Chu Chen's eyes, he said coldly:

"Unfortunately, I found the wrong person."