The Secret of Misfortune and Love

Pei Yilin introduced that this is his family's old house, and Cheng Shang and the others are all living here.

After entering the door, a woman who looked like a nanny brought a one-year-old child over, and Pei Yilin quickly took it, "Oh, baby Xiao Xi, grandpa is back, come and kiss, ouch, you are so cute."

Nangongxue raised her eyebrows, "Is this your grandson?"

"Ang, let me introduce you, haha, this is our Xiaoshang's son, Cheng Xi."

This relationship is complicated enough, isn't that Cheng Shang gay, how could he have a son?Is it also bisexual?Fucked with a woman? "Ang Ang, hi, Xiao Xi."

Pei Yilin looked at the nanny, "Young Master and the others haven't come back?"

"Master Shang and Master Han haven't come back yet, but it should be soon, and dinner is ready, master."

Pei Yilin took Nangong Xue to the living room and sat down, ordered someone to serve tea, "I'll probably be back soon."

Nangongxue nodded very politely. This middle-aged man is very charming and vicious. For Nangongxue, she was naturally wary when she first met her, but she was surprised when she saw the pink diamond in Nangongxue's hand, " This is the ring that Xiao Han always wears, right?"

"Ang, you made a bet with me once, and you lost to me." Nangong Xue was quite proud.

After chatting for a long time, the nanny walked in quickly, "Master, the young master and the others are back."

Nangongxue stood up directly from the sofa, and saw that longing figure walking in with another handsome man whom she already knew.

The man's face was a little pale, which was obviously caused by illness, but it didn't affect his beauty. His skin was very fair, his eyes were big, and there were two deep dimples between his smiles. He was also very tall, 1.7 meters eight. It should be, what makes Nangongxue unacceptable is that the scene of Han Ling standing with this person has no sense of disobedience, and even a sense of powerlessness as it should be.

"Nangongxue?" Seeing Nangongxue, Han Ling was also stunned, "Why are you here?" Then he looked for something, probably thinking that Bill or Xilan brought him here.

But it turns out that only Nangong Xue is here.

"Uncle, I have been looking for you for several days. You have been back to China for so long, and you haven't contacted Canada for half a month. I am very worried about you, so..." Nangongxue was full of grievances.

"You came here by yourself?" Han Ling helped the sickly handsome man to sit on the sofa, and then came to interrogate Nangong Xue. Seeing Nangong Xue nodded, his face turned darker, "Nonsense, what if something happened? "

Although Nangong Xue was aggrieved, she was sweet in her heart. At least Han Ling was worried about him. It was the person on the sofa who spoke. The voice was sweet and slightly tired, "Zero, why don't you introduce me?"

Han Ling's eyes immediately became gentle, extremely gentle, Nangongxue thought so, at least he had never seen Han Ling have such a gentle expression on anyone.

"Ye Zi, this is a little kid I met in Canada, named Nangong Xue, who I recognized as my younger brother, and unexpectedly came here without saying a word."

"Well, hello Xiaoxue, my name is Cheng Shang, you can also call me brother." Cheng Shang smiled politely and kindly.

Nangong Xue didn't appreciate it, and said coldly, "Mr. Cheng."

Han Ling gave Nangongxue a hard look, and then Pei Yilin urged to start dinner.

We had dinner together, and Han Ling took care of Cheng Shang meticulously during the whole time, seeing that Nangongxue had thorns in his eyes and grass in his heart.

That person seemed to occupy all of Han Ling's eyes and mind.

"You can sleep in this room." Han Ling also seemed to be very tired, and didn't have much thought to greet Nangongxue.

Originally thought that Han Ling would be surprised to see him, but would be happy, but obviously, he received a cold reception here, Han Ling didn't seem happy to see him, Nangongxue felt that he was acting too self-indulgent.

Lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, he put on his clothes and wanted to go out to get some air, but when he went out, he found that the door of Cheng Shang's room was ajar, and Han Ling's voice came from it.

In the middle of the night, why did they actually sleep in the same room?

"Yezi, are you feeling better?" Through the crack of the door, I saw Han Ling sitting by the bed with a worried look on his face.

"After taking the medicine, it doesn't hurt so much, Ling, you should go to bed earlier, you've been tired all day."

"I'm not tired, I'm not sleepy, sleep when you're sleepy, I'll see you sleep before you leave, you've been having nightmares recently."

Nangongxue's nose was a little sore, such a gentle Han Ling... He still remembered that he wanted to sleep with him, but was forced out.

"No, I'm just... well, that's all."

"leaf."

"Ling, I miss him so much, so much." Cheng Shang suddenly sobbed, and Han Ling took him into his arms.

"Yezi, don't think too much, I will definitely help you find him back, don't worry."

Nangongxue didn't want to look any further, turned around and left, but accidentally scraped a potted plant outside the door and tripped over it.

Han Ling had a big head and asked who it was, but he guessed it was Nangongxue from the humming sound.Softly comforting Cheng Shang to sleep first, the man strode out and closed the door carefully before looking at Nangongxue who was as unlucky as he had eaten Xiang with a dark face.

"What are you doing sneaking around this door without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Nangongxue curled her lips, "I wanted to go to the toilet, but I just came here, saw you were here, and wanted to go in to say hello, but it didn't feel right, so I was about to leave, and I was tripped."

He thought he would be reprimanded, but Han Ling didn't lose his temper. Instead, he turned his jaw and signaled him to follow him back to his bedroom.

"Does it hurt to trip?"

Nangongxue was a little surprised by the man's words. She was already prepared to be scolded, but then she remembered that her feet really hurt. She took off her slippers and saw that the nails of her big toes were all turned out.

Han Ling sighed, turned around and went out. After a while, he came back with a medicine box in his hand, and carefully wrapped Nangongxue with medicine.

The original unhappy mood has long since dissipated. Who said that Mr. Han will only be gentle with that sick ghost, but he still cares about himself, and he even bandaged his toes himself. Hey, the value of this toe in his heart doubles instantly. Gold is still precious.

It's just that Mr. Han's face is still stinky, he pointed at Nangongxue's nose, "Don't think it's all right, I haven't settled for you yet by sneaking here from Canada alone."

Nangongxue lay down on the bed with her hands in large characters, "Forget it."

"Okay, go to bed quickly, I don't have time to talk to you."

"Uncle, I'm not familiar with the place where I live here, so I can't sleep, I'll sleep in bed, and I'll have nightmares." He was also worried about Han Ling wanting to watch the sick man fall asleep for fear that he would have nightmares.

"Then fly back to Canada tomorrow." Han Ling said with a cold snort.

Nangongxue fell silent, and shut her mouth obediently.

Han Ling didn't leave immediately, but sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his temples, obviously very tired.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Nangong Xue hurried up.

"It's okay, you go to sleep, I have a headache, sit down for a while."

Nangongxue's eyes lit up, and her heart ached, she quickly got out of the bed and pulled Han Ling to lie down, but the other party refused to obey him, so she pulled him down with all her strength, "I'll help you massage your head, uncle."

"Need not."

"Uncle, lie down. I'm a good crafter. Pressing and pressing will definitely relieve your headache, just for a while."

"Then... alright." Han Ling really felt a little tired.

The soft fingertips ran across the smooth short black hair. Nangongxue felt a little throbbing in her heart. She carefully massaged her scalp next to her. When she did that before, she naturally learned this skill, because she can better please customers and make them satisfied. Only then can he make more money. He used to think it was a means of making money, but now he feels that the massage skills he learned so hard at the beginning were all for this moment, "How is it, is it comfortable?"

"Yeah!" Han Ling closed his eyes, obviously enjoying it, and hummed softly.

Nangongxue increased her strength, carefully massaged his scalp, tapped acupuncture points, squeezed his shoulders from time to time, and after a short while, even breathing sounds came from his ears, and he fell asleep...

Nangongxue seemed to have a hint of honey in his heart, and he pressed the big meeting again until the man fell into a deep sleep. Then he stopped, turned off the ceiling light in the room and replaced it with a weak wall lamp on the wall, and pulled the quilt to the side. Lying down, Han Ling put the cover on, and then carefully put his chin in his hands and leaned beside the man, carefully looking at his face.

Everyone longs for a love in the bottom of their hearts. When many people lose love or have no love, they will always say that they will never believe in love again. But when love knocks on the door, people will always fall into it without any scruples. .

Han Ling woke up in the middle of the night and saw Nangong Xue sitting beside him, so he got up apologetically and pinched the area between his eyebrows, "Sorry, I fell asleep, what time is it?" He looked at the watch on his wrist, "Du San It's too late, go to sleep, Xiaoxue, I'll go and see Ye Zi."

Well, Nangongxue got into bed, feeling a little uncomfortable. The first thing a man does when he wakes up is thinking about that man, and he is inevitably disappointed.

Early the next morning, the nanny knocked on the door and called her up to have breakfast. Although Nangongxue was a little angry, she was a guest after all, and she couldn't be too rude in other people's homes, although others probably didn't think of him as educated. people.

After washing up, I went downstairs. There was only the sick handsome man sitting there quietly eating toast with blueberry sauce at the dining table. The handsome uncle and Mr. Han were not there, and the sick gave him a friendly smile.

Nangongxue with a grim expression approached her and asked in half-baked Chinese, "Where's Brother Ling?"

"Ang, he went out to do some errands. He said that you slept late last night and let you sleep a little longer. Hurry up and have breakfast. Do you like Chinese food or Western food?" Cheng Shang asked.

"Just toast milk is fine." Nangongxue sat down without a temper, drank a cup of fresh warm milk, but didn't eat a piece of toast, and wanted to ask Han Ling what he was going to do, but felt that he was so Talking too much is not good.

"Do you like Zero?" Suddenly, Cheng Shang put down his cup and asked.

Nangongxue was startled, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the pale and unbelievably beautiful person in front of her, "What are you talking about?"

"I can see it, ha, it's pretty good."

For this kind of evaluation, Nangong Xue only felt an unknown fire in her heart, leaned back in the chair, "yes, I just like him, can't I?"

"Of course. Zero is so good. Not only do you like him, but I also like him."

Nangongxue was dumb for a moment, and then her nose smoked, "Don't you have a boyfriend? And you even have a son, you are not worthy of uncle at all, not worthy of him."