Chapter 203 I Love You

"…Some areas are experiencing a second cold spell in late spring, with frequent heavy rain, thunderstorms, snowfall and other weather conditions. Dear audience members, please take precautions in advance."

"On the evening of the 7th of this month, an unknown golden light appeared in the sky above the Mozi Autonomous Region in the southwest. It was an experiment of astronomical prediction technology conducted by Huayue Technology Group..."

"The Wantu system has been launched on various major applications..."

"Fanjin Group announced the restart of the Fanhua project and joined hands with the local tourism department in Mozi to create an integrated eco-tourism project. It will promote the modernization of remote areas through the development of tourism and service industries..."

“…”

Jiang Wu was awakened by a noisy sound coming from afar. He slowly opened his eyes and saw a completely wooden roof. It looked old, with black beams and spider webs in the corners.

He paused for a second, then slowly sat up, his long hair falling over his shoulders. His eyes suddenly changed, and he immediately raised his hand to touch his head, but there was nothing.

At this time, someone pushed the door open and walked in. Jiang Wu looked over expressionlessly, his voice hoarse from not speaking for a long time, "Where are my things?"

"...under the pillow."

Yang Chen was startled, facing the coldness in those amber eyes, he stood at the door and didn't dare to take a step forward.

Jiang Wu reached under the pillow and took out a red hair tie. He skillfully tied his long hair into a ponytail, then got up from the bed and asked, "Where is this?"

"A village near Mozi Mountain, under the jurisdiction of the Mozi Autonomous Region... Where are you going?" Yang Chen saw him walking out the door and hurriedly chased after him, "You're not well yet, don't run around!"

Jiang Wu ignored him and walked out of the room in a few steps. He met Ji Ruoxuan and others who were watching videos in the corridor outside the house, their photographer, and a strange middle-aged man in his forties.

When Ji Ruoxuan saw him wake up, he hurried over to greet him happily. However, before he could say a word, he saw Jiang Wu didn't even look at them. He walked straight into the bedroom opposite, passing by dozens of eyes and a bunch of camera lenses in the yard.

Ji Ruoxuan turned to look at Yang Chen, "Did you tell him that President Han was in that room?"

Yang Chen was also puzzled, "...No."

With the constant ringing of bells in his ears and his soul trembling with excitement, Jiang Wu almost couldn't wait to push open the door, and then met Yao Ping's eyes that changed from surprise to joy, and Rong Anzhou's gloomy face.

"Mr. Jiang."

"Um."

He nodded slightly to Yao Ping, then pushed away the man with a sullen face, walked to the bed and looked at Han Zhong who was sleeping on it. His condition was much better than he had imagined. His body temperature was a little low, but he was still alive.

He lifted the quilt again, lifted up Han Zhong's clothes and took a look, and only felt relieved after confirming that there were no external injuries.

"Come down quickly after you finish watching." Rong Anzhou frowned and shouted.

Even though he knew that the man was checking his brother for injuries, he still felt uncomfortable watching the man riding on his brother, stripping his brother's clothes, and using his hands.

Jiang Wu ignored him. He sat on Han Zhong and stared at his sleeping eyes for a long time. Suddenly, he leaned over and hugged Han Zhong's neck, put his face on Han Zhong's neck, bent his mouth and closed his eyes.

He was only wearing a loose old T-shirt and shorts, with his slender white arms and legs resting on both sides of Han Zhong's body, leaning against him tightly, showing a very affectionate attitude. His long black hair fell from his back to his shoulders, like a dense black spider web, tightly entangling Han Zhong, wrapping him tightly and making them inseparable.

Rong Anzhou and Yao Ping fell silent when they saw this scene. Finally, Rong Anzhou stared at the two people snuggling tightly on the bed, then turned around and left the room.

Yao Ping nodded slightly to the person on the bed and followed him out.

…

The moment Han woke up, he thought he had become Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, who was crushed under the Five Finger Mountain. The weight on his chest made it hard for him to breathe, and his neck was tightly wrapped around by something, making it impossible for him to move. If he hadn't heard another person's breath in his ears, he would have thought he was paralyzed.

He moved his stiff fingers and reached out to touch the "heavy object" pressing on his body. Not surprisingly, he touched a warm body, soft and flexible. Like its owner, it looked docile, but always did things that were unexpected.

The neck's breathing was slow and gentle, the moist and hot breath hit his neck, the smooth and soft skin and lips were almost completely attached to his neck, and a pair of hands were tightly wrapped around his neck.

Han Zhong closed his eyes, a helpless smile appeared on his face, then he stretched out his other hand from under the quilt and hugged the person tightly.

The breath on his neck paused, and then Jiang Wuji's low voice sounded, "Why did you come to me?"

Han closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were still raised, "What do you think?"

He was quiet in his arms for a moment, and then the fluffy head nestled in his neck nudged into his arms again, making a muffled sound, "I really want to see you."

These words made Han Zhong's heart feel like it was being rubbed by a big hand. It felt sour and bitter, and there was also a little bit of anger due to the passage of time. He hugged the person's waist, turned over suddenly and pressed the person under him.

Jiang Wu was caught off guard and was pressed down. When he looked up, he saw Han Zhong's face close to him. His facial features were deep, his eyebrows were sharp, and his black eyes were staring at him intently, like a falcon that has seen its prey, deep and dark.

"You want to see me, but you'll leave me and run away without looking back?" Han Zhong lowered his eyes and looked at him. His dark eyes were emotionless and seemed a little cold and sharp.

If someone else met his gaze like this, they would subconsciously avoid it, but the person in front of him was not someone else, but Jiang Wu, who had been on his nerves since the first time they met, so Jiang Wu just looked back at his gaze seriously, and then replied, "No, I won't turn back."

Han Zhong was already used to his way of thinking, so he didn't mind and continued to speak more bluntly, "This is just an adjective to exaggerate your ruthlessness when you abandoned me and the sadness and sorrow in my heart. The fact is that you hid from me that you were seeking revenge and planned to abandon me."

Jiang Wu narrowed his eyes and said, "I didn't abandon you."

Han frowned, "It's only been a few months, and you've learned to lie with your eyes open? Did you learn it from the monkeys in the mountains?"

Jiang Wu also frowned, "I clearly told you to wait for me to come back."

"When did you tell me that?"

"In the yard of Fang Zhiyuan's villa."

“…”

Han Zhong's face darkened, "I thought you told me not to go over there."

Jiang Wu looked at him without saying anything, but Han Zhong understood what he meant. He was blaming himself for being hard of hearing and not hearing clearly.

He lowered his body, his lips almost touching the lips of the person beneath him, and said in a low voice, "So you can run away alone like this?"

Jiang Wu wanted to say something, but the moment he opened his mouth, his lips touched a little warmth. He paused and subconsciously looked at the lips in front of him. They were a pair of beautiful lips, with a thin upper lip and a slightly plump lower lip. They were pink due to the low body temperature, and they were cool when he touched them just now.

"Do you want to kiss me?"

"You just touched it first."

"That's because you're too close... ugh!"

Jiang Wu groaned, his lips were sealed, and then his lower lip was held and sucked gently, and then bitten lightly when it was released. He frowned slightly, and met the pair of dark eyes in front of him without avoiding.

Han Zhong met his gaze and whispered, "Remember, no matter what he did, it can't erase my feelings for you."

"I love you even if you're not here for me."