Depraved

I stepped through the door, and he let go of the doorknob and backed away involuntarily.

Standing in the center of the room, sweeping his eyebrows and looking around.In a single room, a bed is placed near the window, a wardrobe is placed on the right side of the bed, and a tea table and sofa are placed on the side near the door.Very standard shabby.

Actually, I don't really understand him.I believe he can feel that as long as he agrees, I can treat him almost infinitely.But he just wanted to suffer this kind of hardship—and when I said hardship, I didn't just mean the living conditions.

Don't all the people who cater to you in the entertainment hall pursue a luxurious and comfortable life?

Turning around, looking at his face, his eyes were dull, and he was obviously a little dazed.I raised my eyebrows: "It's a bit crude." He didn't seem to understand what I meant, a mix of bewilderment and bewilderment spread across his face, but he pursed his lips tightly, forcing himself to appear calm and calm , the person is too tense, and the warm lines on the face are a bit stiff: "It's okay."

The sun is in the east, and looking out from this window, you can only see a gloomy sky.

Mu Shen didn't speak anymore, just observed the room silently.There was no obvious pickiness or dislike in his eyes, but pure observation.

However, Fang Ting gradually became impatient. If he hadn't suppressed his temper, he might have been unable to resist asking, "What exactly do you want?"

One hand was in the pocket of the pajamas, and the other hand was pinching the corner of the clothes.He felt awkward no matter what he did, so he had no choice but to stand still on the same spot as Mu Shen, his eyes wandering through the cracks in the floor.

"A Ting." With an unexpected solemnity, it fell to the ground, almost making people mishear a clear and crisp sound.

"Yeah." He answered in a hurry, apparently after being on guard for a long time, finally waited for Mu Shen to speak.

Mu Shen's lips curled up, but no sound came out.

"Do you still remember, I said that I want a real you, and I don't want to see a fake deal—" Mu Shen stared into his eyes, not allowing him to look away, "You still Remember, half a month ago, Hot Spring Manor."

Of course I remember, that day broke up unhappy.

Do you want to be so straight to the point?

Fang Ting hesitated, and said, "I remember. So - what do you want to say?"

"You must have been thinking about this for half a month." Mu Shen smiled, "Now, I will give you a chance to make a new decision. Excluding the transaction factor,"

Fang Ting half-opened his mouth in surprise, but then figured it out in surprise - Mu Shen gave him a chance to reconsider, but this chance was nothing more than choosing yes or no, admitting his mistakes or being stubborn to the end.Don't you think it all over?

"Yes." Fang Ting said clearly under Mu Shen's surprised eyes, "Yes, I can no longer act coquettishly to you, and stop getting along with you like a lover who is taken care of."

"Actually, it's a very simple matter. It's just that I was blindfolded that day. Are you willing to forgive me?"

Actually, I don't like talking like that.

Actually I understand what you mean.You don't want this to be a deal, you want us to get along as if we were truly in love.However, if it is not a transaction, what else can it be?

You and I wouldn't belong in the same world if it weren't for this dirty and rotten deal.You are glamorous and proud, the darling of heaven, and I am a drop of muddy water in the pool, a speck of dust by the corner of the wall, insignificant and worthless.

Mu Shen, do you think I don't know what you want?No, Mu Shen, I know it, from the first time I saw you, I could clearly see the raging, possessive desire in your eyes.

There is a dark fire growing in the soul.

Compassion, care, concession, helplessness... are all appearances, you are the same, you and him.

I actually hate you more than those fat pigs.

Holding the banner of loving me, stuffing me with what you think is good, but cutting off the meaning of my existence - what he didn't accomplish, should you continue?

I know maybe it's just me venting my anger, but I can't control it, and I don't want to control it.

There was a haughty arc at the corner of her lips, her face was indifferent and her expression was gloomy.

Mu Shen's eyes were ignited starting from the first one, but they were extinguished by Fang Ting's ice cubes one after another, until the last sound fell, and they completely returned to normal temperature—they didn't break into ice holes, maybe because they knew it earlier. He couldn't understand himself.

What Fang Ting understands is probably to be a lover who is not so much a lover.

But no, I want you to be my lover.

I like you, I've told you before—maybe I haven't said it yet, but I don't believe you don't understand.

I don't want to be angry with you, but sometimes I really want to tear you apart and eat you.

In fact, you understand, you know, you know everything, but there is a small voice in your heart that keeps telling you, you don’t understand, you can’t understand.

You just don't want to.

I even have an urge, I don't want to hear your answer.You said it to me like saying fuck off, and it hurt my heart.

Mu Shen said with difficulty: "Fang Ting——I don't want to keep you anymore." Are you happy?

——Can we still be friends in the future?

Fang Ting was a little confused.

A man's heart, a seabed needle.The person who was still asking him to choose which way to go off the bridge one second, the next second removed the bridge board under his feet.

What should I say now?No... I'm a little confused now, let me take it easy.

He said, he doesn't want to keep me anymore?This is certainly a good thing, but I can't figure out why.Did he let go so easily?

I was overjoyed, if he wasn't still here, I would have been singing and dancing.However, how to explain to Xia Hua and Zhuang Xiaowei has become a problem - let alone Zhang Chenfei who is eyeing me, I am afraid that I hope that Mu Shen will let me go.Thinking about it this way, I feel a little bit reluctant to have such a big backer as Mu Shen.

Mu Shen is really a perceptive person: "I will help you deal with Zhang Chenfei's matter."

"Okay... okay."

"So, we can be friends." Mu Shen smiled, "Fang Ting, you have no reason to refuse this time."

What's the point of just being friends?Fang Ting was never the kind of person I could classify as a friend.

I can't see him as a friend - as long as he temporarily lists me as a friend is enough.

Fang Ting, you will be mine sooner or later.