The Surrogate Bride of the Colonel He

Chapter 271 - He Said No

“I'm sick. If you ignore me, I'll go crazy,” Geramine responded as if it were the most natural thing. Then, he hugged Rosen's waist tightly and died in his arms.

Rosen felt a wave of discomfort from being held. He looked at Geramine with a dangerous gaze and said, “I'll say it again, let go.”

“Not letting go,” Geramine insisted stubbornly.

This must have made Rosen extremely angry. “You're not a child! I was just changing my clothes. Didn't Lao Jiu turn around? What the hell are you doing? Do you think everyone likes men the same way you do?”

The more Rosen spoke, the angrier he became. However, this was the first time he had explained so much to Geramine. It was as if he feared Geramine might misunderstand or get into trouble.

From the start, Geramine had decided that no matter what Rosen said or how much violence he used, he wouldn't let go. But after hearing Rosen's words, Geramine blinked in surprise because he hadn't expected Rosen to explain things to him.

However, he continued, “Lao Jiu's wife is also a man, which is why I told you to be more careful around him. But you actually changed your clothes in front of him. What if he gets attracted to you?”

Geramine looked genuinely worried. Lao Jiu, however, smirked and replied, “XII, if your words reach my wife's ears, I'll have to sleep outside again. Don't cause trouble for me.”

Lao Jiu sighed helplessly and said, “Even though I'm gay, I only like men like my wife. Other men are just like monkeys to me, so you can rest assured, XII, I won't do anything to Rosen.”

Besides, even if Lao Jiu wanted to make a move, he couldn't! Firstly, Rosen would definitely beat him to death, and secondly, his own wife would beat him to death.

Speaking of Lao Jiu's wife, he was just like Lao Jiu—they were both special forces, and he used to be Lao Jiu's subordinate.

Naturally, coming from a special forces background, his skills were exceptional! That was why Lao Jiu never dared to act without permission, fearing his wife would break his ribs.

And as he said, he only loved his wife. For decades, that had never changed.

Despite Lao Jiu's mischievous appearance, he was very loyal to his wife. In the past, many men had tried to get close to him, but he always rejected them, saying his mother was jealous and would get angry.

“Who knows when you'll go crazy. You've taken a liking to Rosen. Rosen is so outstanding, and his voice is very nice. Most importantly, he has a good figure.”

Geramine remained wary of Lao Jiu after finishing his sentence.

However, he didn't know what effect his words had on Rosen.

“Geramine,” Rosen said, his face flushed with shame and anger. He elbowed Geramine in the stomach, and as Geramine let go due to the pain, Rosen threw him over his shoulder, looking at him dangerously.

Geramine didn't know what was happening. Suddenly put down by Rosen, he looked at him blankly. Then, as if understanding, he touched the back of his hurting head and innocently said, “What I said was all true! It's not like you haven't heard your own voice. Normally, if you don't want it, why don't you just wrap your waist around your waist and come up?”

That expression was truly innocent, as if he were only speaking the truth. Rosen wanted to bury himself; he wanted to jump into a pit because he felt too embarrassed to face anyone.