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Murong Ling fell into deep thought.

Such a coincidence?In fact, he never believed in coincidences in the world.

He really didn't know Ren Xuying, not even Yan Sheng's boss.Firstly, he has become a hands-off shopkeeper in the business, and Chu Yunxi has long been responsible for it, and secondly, Yansheng is not a top-notch company, but just one of thousands of ordinary companies.Even when he was at the bar, he said that Murong Ling didn't know that their family tried to participate in the Haichuang project, what a trivial company.

As for why they have shares in their bar, I have to ask Yu Yinan about it later.

But with just one sentence, you understand everything that should be understood.

The room was silent for a while, only the sound of Qian Shucheng cracking melon seeds was left, which was clear and rhythmic.

Murong Ling thought for a while, picked up the coat on the sofa, and said while putting it on, "Are you sure there is him?"

When he went to deal with that matter by himself, he just took care of one person, and he just glanced at those followers and didn't take it to heart.There is no need for students with no power and power to waste more time on students with strong backgrounds.It's just that I didn't expect that the time passed and the situation changed, and the person I was trying to protect at the beginning has now become an opponent.

Han Yue nodded firmly.

Murong Ling asked, "Did you find out anything?"

Han Yue shook his head.

Murong Ling: "Where is he now? Have you put him back?"

A gloomy look flashed across Hanyue's eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said, "No, that fat man looked limp, but I didn't expect him to be a tough one."

Murong Ling smiled and said, "He's not stupid, he makes many mistakes. Where is he, do you mind if I take him away?"

Just as Han Yue was about to speak, Qian Shucheng stood up with a bang and poured white water all over the table.

The two people who were still talking just now were a little dazed, and they looked at each other for no reason, and they both saw daze in their eyes.

Panting heavily, Qian Shucheng walked up to Murong Ling aggressively, pulled him back, and led him to his bedroom under Han Yue's shocked gaze.

'Bang! '

Han Yue looked at the tightly closed door with a dazed expression. He turned his mind in a big circle and couldn't figure out how the conversation just now offended him.He could only go to the kitchen resentfully to get a rag, and then went to the coffee table to wipe off the water on the table.

After Qian Shucheng pulled him into the bedroom without saying a word, he directly pushed him against the door.He lowered his head, passing through Qianqian's bedroom, only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.

Murong Ling was a little dazed, he didn't want to understand why he was "door knocked" before he recovered from the shock of being pulled into the bedroom. At this moment, he miraculously felt that he was a little weak.

Weak?Who would think that Mr. Murong is weak?are you crazy?

Murong Ling also thought it was funny that he was looking for trouble. Even though he was much weaker now and his right hand was like a decoration, he was still Mr. Murong, and he was still intimidating.

But the young man in front of him who could be pinched to death several times every minute has never been self-aware, and always comes to him again and again to tease and rub fire, but he has never seen the slightest fear.

Murong Ling looked at the top of his head that was lowered in front of him.He really wanted to raise his hand to rub the black hair in front of him, but he stopped after a slight movement of his hand.

He reminded himself that the person in front of him was no longer a child. For an adult, the gesture of touching the top of his head might not be underestimated, or he might think it was an insult to him, so he couldn't be so reckless.

Qian Shucheng didn't know that the person in front of him was struggling with such a thing, so he took a few deep breaths and looked up, only to realize that the distance between the two was so close.People who are used to being strong outside will be obediently surrounded by him. This kind of knowledge makes him unstoppable.

"you……"

It was only when Qian Shucheng opened his mouth that he felt that his voice was a little hoarse for no apparent reason. He swallowed, trying in vain to moisten his somewhat dry throat, but he remained the same when he spoke again.In the end, he didn't struggle too much here, and he continued: "We haven't finished talking, what are you going to do?"

Murong Ling wondered if he had intermittent amnesia, he remembered that he had clearly said what he was going to do just now.If it were someone else, even if Murong Ling had a good temper and would not care about it, he would not bother.But the other party was Qian Shucheng, and he would always subconsciously accommodate him in his heart, and it didn't matter if he said it one more time.

"I have something to do, I'll go and see Han Yue."

Qian Shucheng didn't move, his hands were still pressed against the door, trapping him firmly between his arms, his body pressed forward at this moment, and the direct space between the two became smaller and smaller.His movements were ambiguous, but his eyes were clear: "Are you still avoiding me?"

Murong Ling was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, Qian Shucheng was puzzled by the laugh.

It took a while for Murong Ling to suppress his smile, cleared his throat and said, "I really didn't hide from you, I have something to do, didn't I often do this before?"

It was only then that Qian Shucheng remembered that it was indeed the case. In the past so many years, he was always away, sometimes missing for ten days and half a month, and sometimes he would take Qian Shuning out with him.Because I have been traveling around for a long time, every time I come back, I will bring myself some novelty gadgets.

Murong Ling's crooked eyes were full of smiles, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a playful arc: "Remember?"

Such a teasing tone made a lot of sense, and Qian Shucheng's morality was not enough to tell how much Murong Ling was acting and how much he was sincere at this time.

Qian Shucheng lowered his arm slowly, and Murong Ling also secretly heaved a sigh of relief at this moment, the distance between the two of them was really too close, so close that they could hear each other's heartbeat.

It's just that the arm was half closed, Qian Shucheng suddenly changed his mind and slapped his hands back on the door panel: "Come back to stay at night after finishing work."

He didn't want to beat around the bush anymore, a person who pretended to be asleep could never wake up.Doesn't Mu Tongling know that she has so many problems because she doesn't want him to leave her side?Why should I make myself unhappy if I pretend to be a fool to this extent.

It was rare for Murong Ling to meet someone who talked to him so straightforwardly. Chatting with twists and turns was already a part of his life, but a sudden straight ball caught him off guard.

Qian Shucheng is very patient, it doesn't matter if his arms are a little sore, he has the posture of not letting go until he gets a satisfactory answer today.After finally tricking the man into his home, is it possible to let him go so easily?dream!

In fact, Murong Ling thought of thousands of reasons for himself to leave here temporarily. It's another matter to go out and not come back.He is not a saint, and he has no character to keep promises. He is already a heinous villain.

He has too many means to deal with people like Qian Shucheng.

"Little Cheng, what exactly do you want to do?"

So what if there are thousands of methods, he won't use them.

Qian Shucheng could not hide the loneliness in his eyes, and his tone was almost pleading: "I won't let you go out, you can do whatever you want, can you come back after finishing?"

Murong Ling: "I don't really understand..."

"I don't understand either." Qian Shucheng decided, he didn't want to hear other words, he only knew that he wanted to hear an affirmative answer, and everything else he said was just an excuse to push himself away.

He smiled wryly and said, "Come back after finishing your work. I know you're in a bad situation recently, and you're afraid of hurting me. But come back anyway. The old house of the Murong family is not even a home for you. In this world, I'm I don’t know what else can make you feel like a home, so can you try to come to me? Maybe you will like this kind of life.”

Murong Ling frowned, always feeling that there was something in his words, but he didn't have time to catch this flash of information.

Qian Shucheng bent his arms, took Murong Ling into his arms, hid his face on his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "A Ling, don't want me, okay?"

'Don't want me. '

Murong Ling immediately stood there like a lightning strike, his mind was full of these words.

'A Ling, don't want me. '

'A Ling, please, don't want me. '

There was no silence around him, and the roar of the explosion filled his ears again. The man lay convulsively in his arms, spitting out blood from his mouth.Before the next wave of ascension surged up, he struggled to grab the hem of his clothes, his eyes full of pleading: "A Ling, don't want me, please."

These words once defeated Murong Ling's last sliver of rationality. He held the person in his arms but couldn't relieve that person's pain. In the end, it was himself who ended the endless pain with a single shot.

"Aling?"

Sensing the stiffness of the person in his arms, Qian Shucheng called out tentatively, and it took him a while to wake Murong Ling up from his nightmare.

"Ah."

Qian Shucheng never thought that there would be daytime nightmares. He thought that his words had finally moved Murong Ling, so he hurriedly chased after the victory and softened his tone: "A Ling, come back at night, please, don't want me."

"it is good."

Almost subconsciously, Murong Ling knew such a word without even thinking about it, and he realized what he had promised after speaking, no matter how regretful he was in his heart, there was no chance of redemption.

The surprise came so quickly, Qian Shucheng thought he had heard it wrong for a moment, so he hurriedly asked, "Really? Come back tonight?"

After asking, he was afraid that Murong Ling would return, so he took the lead in answering his own words: "You can't go back on your promise, otherwise I will print hundreds of leaflets and distribute them on the street, saying that Murong Ling doesn't believe his words and deceives ignorant boys."

Murong Ling wanted to help his forehead helplessly, but just as he was about to touch his forehead, he realized that there was still a sticky spirit hanging on his body, and before reaching his forehead, his hand seemed to be hugging Qian Shucheng back.

Qian Shucheng was stunned by the touch on his back, and then a burst of ecstasy filled his heart instantly. He turned around and trembled with excitement, and picked him up in the air like a fool.

"What are you doing!" Murong Ling was really taken aback, and now he hugged her back firmly.

Qian Shucheng turned around a lot before putting him down, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising: "I didn't do anything, I'm happy."

Murong Ling pushed, although he didn't use all his strength, he didn't expect Qian Shucheng to hug him so tightly.He was really not used to being in such close contact with people, he was unhappy all over his body, and even frowned.

Qian Shucheng pulled out a hand to put on Murong Ling's eyebrows and rubbed it, trying to remove the faint and imperceptible lines.He himself didn't realize that his tone was like coaxing a child: "Don't frown all the time, be careful of wrinkles."

Murong Ling frowned, and said with a crooked smile, "I'm almost thirty, is it normal to have wrinkles?"

Qian Shucheng paused at the unseen fingers, looked at those beautiful eyes that could be painted, and said in a daze: "You think I'm young?"

Murong Ling's smile didn't fade: "I mean, I'm much older than you."

He was rejecting him very implicitly.

As if he didn't understand, Qian Shucheng clenched his hands around his waist, and leaned down in this posture, pecking Murong Ling's thin lips that lacked blood all the year round.

Murong Ling's slender eyes had never been so round, and even his brain, which had been running at high speed all year round, also stopped functioning.

It's just a peck, but it's very different from the hateful lingering between two people.

The kiss in the past was punishment, hatred, plunder, and anger, but what is this peck now?

Murong Ling didn't dare to think about it, he wanted to escape.

Qian Shucheng looked at Murong Ling's constantly changing expression with amused expression, and rubbed his fingers against his lips, his movements were gentle and slow, and he said, "I remember you didn't have a chance to talk about a girlfriend before, did you? I heard from my brother that there seemed to be The company wanted to marry you but you refused."

Murong Ling regained his composure a little bit, he didn't know why, and he didn't understand why he was bringing this matter up at this moment.

Qian Shucheng happily hugged him vigorously, and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, it's nothing."

Just to make sure, you are mine from beginning to end.

Murong Ling is always busy at all times, so busy that he never even thought of falling in love. The people around him respect him far more than they care about this person himself.It is like a lotus that can only be seen from a distance but not played with.

Probably only Qian Shucheng thinks that he is a lotus who emerges from the mud but not stained, at least in his private life.

The two of them hugged each other for an unknown how long, and when they let go, Murong Ling felt that his bones were about to fall apart, and when he moved his stiff body, he remembered that he still had things to do.He actually wasted so much time here, he didn't care about talking nonsense with Qian Shucheng, and hurried to the bedroom door.

As soon as he touched the doorknob, a warm hand covered it.Qian Shucheng pulled him into his arms from behind, and whispered in Murong Ling's ear: "Actually, yesterday was not a coincidence."

Murong Ling took off the twist on the handle.

Qian Shucheng slowly moved his hand to the wrist, rubbed it on the pale gauze, and asked as if deliberately but casually: "What happened to the wrist? Why hasn't it healed for so long?"

"It's nothing." Murong Ling pulled his hand out, pulled his sleeves and didn't say much about it, "So did you go to that bar on purpose yesterday?"

Qian Shucheng's eyes hidden in the dark kept staring at the glaring wrist, and his tone was no different from usual, he said: "I just told my classmates that the bar is fun, and then they decided to go there. It's just in time for the weekend, touch it luck."

Murong Ling smiled, he would only believe it if he was lucky, and he didn't care about how to operate it, and it was time to do it himself next time.

Seeing that the person in his arms was silent, Qian Shucheng tilted his head and kissed Murong Ling's cheek in a mischievous manner. His slightly cool skin was stained red by his fiery lips, and even his ears were completely red.