Chapter 1591

Seeing that Chen Haoqing was thin, haggard and his eyes were slightly red, he burst into tears silently.

His heart ached.

Zhou Mohan stood in place, with a more gentle face and a relieved smile.

He threw his crutch aside and stretched out his arms to Chen Haoqing, "don't cry, I can't come to you."

Chen Haoqing wiped the tears on his face, and his cold face returned to expressionless.

But his dark deep eyes stared at Zhou Mohan with an affectionate and gentle light.

Hearing each other's words, he was heartache, but he also knew that this was an unchangeable fact.

He raised his feet and walked step by step to his sweetheart.

Zhou Mohan, who is nearly 40 years old, saw Chen Haoqing coming and his eyes were red.

The man who came was the sweetest part of his youth.

It's a cinnabar mole of his youth.

It is his lover who is now dependent on each other.

How many hardships have they gone through before they come to this day.

Only when he survived the disaster did he know that he was reluctant to give up and heartache in his heart.

Seeing Zhou Mohan crying, there was no peace on Chen Haoqing's face.

He strode to the other side and hugged them.

"Don't cry, I'm coming."

A cold tone of voice, but confided in a gentle tone.

This made Zhou Mohan cry more and more in his eyes.

He hugged the man who was ten years younger than him and had no less feelings than him.

"I thought I was really dead and would never see you again."

"No! Don't say that word. You're fine. We're all fine."

Chen Haoqing's efforts to hold the person in his arms have been stepped up.

Zhou Mohan closed his eyes and leaned on Chen Haoqing's shoulder, "take me back."

For more than a year, he didn't want to go back all the time.

But the place was too remote, there was no doctor, and his leg injury was delayed.

"OK, let's go home."

Chen Haoqing bent to pick him up and turned to leave.

Of course, before leaving, the guards around him left a heavy thank you to the family who saved Zhou Mohan.

……

At night, Chen Haoqing held the man in his arms tightly.

He played with Zhou Mohan's fingers gently and treasure.

These hands are full of gun cocoons, especially in recent years.

It has been more than a month since he came back, but Chen Haoqing still has no sense of security.

No matter what you do, you will stick to Zhou Mohan.

At this moment, even if they are lying in a bed, they are like conjoined dolls.

"It's not very comfortable. You can relax." after enduring it again and again, Zhou Mohan decided to speak.

Hearing the speech, Chen Haoqing immediately let go and turned the man over. His eyes showed a nervous look, "what's wrong?"

Seeing his nervous appearance, Zhou Mo smiled, "you hold it too tight."

In a word, let Chen Haoqing show a sad look.

He held the person in front of him in his arms again, but the strength was very loose.

Thinking of the scene of the two now, Zhou Mohan asked, "what are your plans in the future?"

Chen Haoqing was stunned, "huh?"

"If you win, you must make a marriage report in the future, or the leaders above will pull the red line, and I'm a man..."

"Stop talking!" Chen Haoqing interrupted him.

He knows what that means.

Now he has a different identity and always affects something.

When you are with a man, you have to face the contempt of others, or even more embarrassing scenes.

If he is not in this position, he may really be able to stay together for a lifetime.

But this is not the case.

Fortunately, Chen Haoqing has already thought of the future.

He gently and carefully hugged the person in his arms, lowered his head, gently approached each other's lips and kissed them carefully.

Chen Haoqing didn't stop until the person in his arms blushed and began to refuse.

His voice gasped: "the third master wrote some time ago. I thought we would leave Shanghai for Hong Kong. What do you think?"

"Really?!" came the surprised voice.

Hearing the excited voice with changed tone, Chen Haoqing knew that it was settled.

Thinking of what he wanted to give up, Chen Haoqing didn't give up.

But also a rare want to compensate.

He turned over and pressed Zhou Mo Han under him.

"Really."

Then the room cried all night and begged for mercy.