My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

The media and fans speculated this way.

Su Wen said expressionlessly: "No."

Reporter Liu kept up his efforts: "That's——"

Before he finished asking, Su Wen replied bluntly: "It's a private matter."

Obviously, he didn't want to say any more.

Su Wen's temper is well known to everyone in the media, he is willful and famous, but fans say that is his true temperament, there is nothing he can do about it, he is beautiful and has great acting skills, what can he do, just let him get used to it.

Reporter Liu wisely stopped asking, and changed the direction and continued to dig deeper: "Can you tell me the reason why you signed a contract with Tianyu Media?"

In fact, he just wanted to ask Su Wen and Yu Wen about their affair.

Su Wen raised his eyelashes and raised the corners of his slender eyes slightly. His expression was like a satiated and lazy fox. He opened his thin lips and said slowly: "No."

"..."

I don’t want to lose face by refusing so bluntly!

Reporter Liu's mentality was a bit broken. He held it back. The road to discovering adultery was long and arduous. He had to be cautious and step-by-step: "Can you give a brief evaluation of your new employer?"

I mean, hurry up and reveal your relationship with Yuwen Ting!

Su Wen wiped the blood stains on the corners of his lips with his fingertips: "I will sign a contract with Tianyu. I have already demonstrated their strength. What more evaluation is needed?"

Full marks for this wave of advertising placement!

Reporter Liu was also driven into panic and went straight to the point: "What about your new boss Yuwen Ting? How are you getting along with her?" What an adultery! Let’s have some adultery!

Su Wen changed his posture and leaned on the back of the chair, lazily holding his chin with one hand, and glanced at Reporter Liu: "I am her fan. Do you need me to explain in detail the feelings between fans and idols?"

"..."

Who said Su Wen's gossip was easy to pry? Who said his ancestor didn't do Tai Chi? Who said he was straightforward and did not hide things?

Bullshit!

Reporter Liu gave up his struggle completely and concluded: "Finally, I want to ask my fans a question: Will you open Weibo again?"

Su Wen casually brushed the wide sleeves of the costume: "Maybe."

This open answer always makes people want to delve deeper: "When was that?"

This time, Su Wen answered simply: "When I announce my relationship."

"..."

I can imagine how the fans felt at that time. On the day of universal celebration...weeping in our arms.

Probably because Su Wen was not in a good mood, during the filming, his aura was fully activated and he didn't hold it back at all. The second male lead was suppressed and frightened to death, and he kept having sex until it got dark.

Su Wen did not go back to his original residence, but went directly to his 'new home', just as Liu Chong had just finished moving his things.

"Is the man surnamed Song here?" He was wearing a mask. He might have arrived in a hurry, his hair was messy, and there was a manic and depressed look between his brows, and he was also a bit decadent and coquettish.

"I've been here a long time ago." Liu Chong looked at the time and said, "It's been an hour."

Su Wen frowned: "You can leave."

Liu Chong: "..."

Just throw it away after use, you inhumane guy!

Liu Chong threw the key to him, rolled his eyes, and headed back home. After walking a few steps, he remembered something and turned around and said, "Oh, the water heater in the bathroom is broken——"

He was speechless, stunned.

"What are you doing?"

Su Wen ignored him and continued to open the door of Yuwen Ting's house. He bent down and put his ear to the door to listen to what was going on inside.

Liu Chong said: "This is a high-end community, and all sound insulation materials are used."

Su Wen turned a deaf ear.

He couldn't hear the sound, so he put his ear closer to the crack of the door, squinted his eyes, and concentrated on... eavesdropping.

As a top-notch agent, Liu Chong couldn't bear it anymore: "You are a public figure after all. In a place where there is surveillance, can you restrain your overflowing love?"

What does it look like when it’s posted on someone’s door?

Su Wen turned around, stared with death, and silently said one word: "Get out."

Liu Chong: "..."

Get out!

Su Wen used a little force and pushed his ear into the crack of the door, but still couldn't hear a word.

A man and a woman alone live in the same room...

He grabbed a handful of hair irritably, and his hairstyle was messed up by him. Unable to wait any longer, he took off his mask, took out his cell phone and dialed Yuwen Ting's number.

Before it was connected, the door opened without warning.

"I will read the information at night. Before the meeting tomorrow, I -" Halfway through his words, Yuwen Ting was stunned for a moment and looked at the person outside the door, "Why are you here?"

After a brief silence, Su Wen shook his phone: "Look for it." He pointed to the ground, "I dropped it here." After saying that, he cooled his eyes and looked at Song Rong indifferently.

They are all men, so they naturally understand what they are thinking. Song Rong was amused. He looked past Su Wen and said to Yuwen: "I'm going back first. Give me an answer tomorrow."

"good."

After Song Rong took the elevator to leave, Yuwen Ting asked Su Wen, "Do you live here?"

He looked very surprised: "You live here too?" Then he smiled calmly, "What a coincidence, I just moved here today, right across from you."

This acting is just like the real thing.

Yuwen Ting looked at the door opposite. This new 'neighbor' caught her off guard.

Su Wen changed the subject very naturally: "Were you and Director Song just discussing business?"

He checked that the man named Song was an old fox who had been hanging out on Wall Street for many years. No matter how human-like he looked, he could not be a kind person. His risk index was five stars, so he should not be careless.

"Well, we are discussing an investment project."

She had just taken over Tianyu and had to learn many things. Song Rong had a good business acumen, but within a month, she had benefited a lot.

Su Wen frowned tightly: "It's so late, it's not safe." After saying that, he immediately explained, "I don't mean anything else. What I mean is that men are animals, don't trust them too much."

The corners of her mouth curved, with a faint smile in her eyes: "You too?"

"..."

This pit brought him into it, and Su Wen didn't know how to explain it.

"Then," she was taciturn and said after a moment of silence, "good night."

Su Wen stood at her door and looked at her three times before returning to his home: "Good night."

Snap.

Yuwen Ting closed the door.

Su Wen stood at the door, exhaled in frustration, and went back to the house with a bleak look. It was a second-hand house, and the decoration was pretty good. Because he moved in temporarily, there was no time to add furniture. The house was empty, except for a bed in the bedroom. There was nothing but a bed and a nightstand, and six suitcases in the middle of the living room.

Liu Chong was quite considerate and put all the toiletries in the bathroom for him. In the bathroom, he even prepared a hot water bottle and a box of mineral water on the floor.

There was no sofa. Su Wen sat on the suitcase for a while, feeling a little anxious. He took his clothes and went to take a shower. His hair was only halfway washed, and the foam was not rinsed away. The water suddenly stopped.

He turned the switch and turned it back and forth several times, but no water came out.

Su asked: "..."

Taking a deep breath, he wiped off the water, put on his bathrobe, and came out to make a call with a head of foam on his head.

Liu Chong was driving: "What's wrong? My ancestor!"

"The water heater is broken."

His voice was cold enough to kill.

Liu Chong shrank his neck reflexively: "I told you."

Through the phone, one could sense Su Wen's gloomy aura: "When?"

"When you posted on Yuwen Ting's door and eavesdropped."

Su asked: "..."

Damn it!

He hung up the phone, put on pajamas, squatted on the ground and opened the mineral water. As soon as he unscrewed the bottle, his movements suddenly stopped. He was in a daze for a while. He touched his hair. The foam had almost disappeared, but when he touched it, Slippery and sticky, the corners of his mouth curled up, he got up and went to the bathroom, squeezed out a large amount of shampoo, and then rubbed it into bubbles. Finally, he brought a towel and knocked on Yuwen Ting's door.

Yuwen Ting opened the door and glanced at him doubtfully: "Is something wrong?"

Su Wen was wearing a bathrobe with loose straps. His eyes were filled with moisture, and he looked at her mistily: "My water heater is broken, and I haven't finished washing my hair yet."

The tone is a bit pitiful.

The temperature was very low at night, so she relented: "If you don't mind, you can use mine first."

His tone drifted upward: "I don't mind!"

Yuwen Ting turned sideways and let him in: "Go inside, there's a bathroom on the left."

"good."

There was joy in his brows and eyes, and he felt extremely comfortable. He walked briskly to her bathroom, closed the door, and squatted under the shower head. He was not in a hurry to wash his hair. He first took a look at his house to hear what brand of shampoo he used. It was a headache, and he wanted to buy the same thing later.

He touched all the bottles and cans on the shelf before boiling the water.

Yu Wenting sat on the sofa with his laptop on his lap and continued to process work emails.

The bathroom door opened, and Su Wen came out and said, "Listen."

"Huh?" She turned back.

He looked at her with innocent eyes and said in a serious tone: "Can I use your shampoo?"

"Can."

She could see his exposed collarbone from the door, and she looked away unnaturally, her ears slightly red. When Su Wen closed the door, she continued to deal with the email, feeling uneasy for no reason. The words on the computer screen were unexpectedly... I couldn’t see it, so I simply turned off the computer.

While Su Wen was washing his hair, the takeaway she ordered arrived. When he came out, she was eating.

Su Wen had his towel on his head, his pupils were wet, and he looked more casual and lazy at home than usual. He walked over and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Yuwen Ting spent 90% of her time in the gymnasium in the past fifteen years. She couldn't cook, so she ordered a lot of takeaways, including staple dishes and desserts.

Su Wen said casually and naturally: "I haven't eaten yet."

The meal the director invited me to tonight was for feeding the dog.

Out of politeness, Yuwen Ting asked, "Would you like to eat together?"

"want."

She thought to herself that it was better to scream more.

Su Wen consciously moved a stool next to her, then wiped his hair dry, and waited for her to get him dishes and chopsticks. At this time, Liu Chong's phone called, and he pressed it down.

Liu Chong fought again.

Su Wen turned off his phone immediately.

Yuwen came back from the kitchen and put clean dishes in front of him: "Do you eat pasta?"

"eat."

"Can you eat spicy food?"

"Yes." Su Wen specifically added, "I'm not picky about food."

He's easy to feed, she thought, and pushed him the untouched spaghetti and dumplings, adding a piece of ribs and a shrimp to his plate.

Su Wen moved his chopsticks and ate whatever she gave him.

So good, she thought.

She didn't like to talk while eating, and Su Wen also ate quietly. He had good table manners and slow movements. In addition, he had an excellent appearance. The warm lamp on the dining table was turned down, making it look like a painting, which was pleasing to the eye. .

After the meal, Yuwen Ting made a pot of tea. The blue and white porcelain cup was very delicate.

"Do you drink lemon tea?" she asked him.

"drink."

His hair was almost dry, and his bangs were thin and soft, covering his forehead. He looked much softer and somewhat boyish.

She poured him a glass and her eyes couldn't help but fall on his hands. The fingertips were holding the rim of the blue and white porcelain cup. Her skin was fairer and more delicate than that of a girl. She was indeed a pair of pampered hands.

Su Wen took a sip, and there was a hint of sweet and sour taste on the tip of his tongue: "It tastes good."

"My former teammates brewed it themselves."

teammate?

Su Wen immediately became alert: "Zeng Xishui?"

She has an introverted temperament, and among her good teammates, there is only one male, Zeng Xishui. The most important thing is that she has a small number of CP fans of these two people on the Internet.

"You know him too?"

Can you not know? Her official cp, his number one love rival!

"Do you still keep in touch?" Su Wen's face remained calm, but his heart was agitated.

"Relatively little." She added a little hot water to the teapot, and then added tea to him. "Professional athletes have very intense training, and most of the time they don't have contact with the outside world."

Su Wen's frown relaxed slightly and he lowered his head to drink tea. The collar of his bathrobe slid down a little, exposing his right collarbone.

It turns out that ice, muscle and jade bones can also describe men.

Her eyes were fixed, and she stared at his collarbone with a flash of light in her eyes.

Su Wen's Adam's apple rolled up, his mouth went dry when she saw it, and he licked his lips. He picked up the tea cup and took a big sip. His movements were a little big, and the collar slid down a little.

She suddenly reached out and pulled the hem of his bathrobe outward with her fingertips.

Boom.

The empty cup in Su Wen's hand fell on the carpet, and his face under the light showed a thin red color. His voice was hoarse and he shouted in a low voice: "Listen." He swallowed and his Adam's apple moved, " I have no clothes on underneath.”

Even so, he remained motionless, letting her cool fingertips touch the hot skin, making him feel itchy and uncomfortable.

Yuwen Ting raised his eyes: "Sorry, I'm offended." However, he didn't reach back and pushed the collar of his bathrobe aside, "How did you get this scar?"

Under his collarbone, there was a scar the size of a thumb.

He immediately panicked, the charm in his eyes disappeared, and he immediately pulled up his collar: "It was an accident."

Yuwen Ting retracted her hand in embarrassment: "When?"

"I don't remember." He lowered his head and leaned over to pick up the cup, "A long time ago."

She didn't ask again.

Su Wen sat there for a while, and after he left, she made a call.

"Brother." She sat on the sofa and hugged her with a pillow. She thought for a while as if she was unsure, "Can you help me check something?"

"you say."

Her eyes fell on the carpet. Su Wen's towel fell down. She picked it up, folded it and put it on the coffee table: "Help me investigate the kidnapping case eight years ago."

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I have no other thoughts about a young child like Su Wen, I just want to sleep.