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"Sit." Nan Lin put down his wine glass heavily, not hiding his displeasure, and when Nan Xiao sat down tremblingly, he took the lead and said, "Tell me, what is it that you insist on talking to me face to face."

Since Zhou Heng went to the time club last time, Nan Lin made it very clear to Nan Xiao that Zhou Heng and Murong Qing should not meet before breaking up. Zhou Heng's suspicion is inevitable, but he doesn't want Zhou Heng to suspect him .

If there is a mistake in Nanxiao Company, this will be the end of the matter, but it will not be so simple if he is involved.

After all, he has been stalking Zhou Heng for several years, not to mention kneeling on his knees in vain, and he has given aphrodisiacs to his mother.

With Zhou Heng's temperament, he didn't kill him because of his grandfather, and he dared to be so presumptuous because his grandfather was Zhou Heng's half-master.

But he did a lot of presumptuous things, and he stopped talking about his anger. Zhou Heng was dazzled by Murong Qing, so he stripped him naked and gave it to him, but he didn't touch him at all.

What a few good men!

Huh~

Nan Lin's face became more and more ugly, and the hostility seemed to emanate from his whole body, making the air heavy and oppressive.

Nan Xiao glanced at him, fearful and loving at the same time, as if he hated and licked Nan Rui, almost going crazy: "Lin Lin, I haven't seen you for 20 days, I want to..."

"Stop!" Nan Lin sternly said, and seeing Nan Xiao's face turned ugly, she seemed to realize her conscience, and nodded her chin: "Here, sit down first."

A little gift from Nanlin can make Nan Xiao happy. He bared his teeth and jumped to the side of Nanlin like a puppy. After being glared at by Nanlin, he sat down on the sofa next to him with his mouth shrugged.

But after he sat down, he leaned over to Nan Lin with his natural length advantage, his nose was instantly pleased by the unique sweetness of Nan Lin's body, and he spoke with a blunt ecstasy: "Lin Lin, I seem to be attracted Master Heng sent someone to follow me, what should I do, I'm so panicked."

"..." Nan Lin looked at Shang Nan Xiao with a face of enjoyment, and lazily moved towards him in the opposite direction, his eyes became more and more cold, and he said unceremoniously: "Then you still come to me, you want to die and drag me be made a scapegoat?"

"It's not bad, you can't share the same bed, share the same acupuncture point after death or something." After being 'fucked' by Nan Lin, Nan Xiao touched the tip of his nose aggrievedly: "Lin Lin, I'm so panicked, look at Master Heng..."

That's a rival in love, and he can't boost his ambitions. Nan Xiao gritted his teeth and changed his words: "Zhou Heng is really not easy to mess with. If you mess with him, it's like stepping into the coffin with one foot. If it wasn't for you, I, hey, I went up and down the mountain of swords for you." It doesn't matter to the sea of ​​fire, isn't it because I'm afraid that you will be implicated?"

Nan Lin narrowed his eyes coldly, leaned over and reached for the wine bottle, Nan Xiao quickly took the red wine bottle with a wink and filled Nan Lin with half a glass of red wine.

Nan Lin's white, soft and boneless hands were pinched on the slender and bright stem of the goblet, which was not too irritating.

Nan Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and swallowed, Lin Lin's hands and even a fingernail made people's index fingers twitch.

Nan Lin took a sip of his wine, his eyes narrowed a bit: "You go back first, don't worry, as long as you stay steady and don't show any tricks, Brother Heng won't do anything to you."

"Lin Lin, I..."

Nan Xiao wanted to say something more, but Tang Lian came in with a pastry. Nan Lin quickly interrupted him: "Nan Xiao, I need to think about financing. You should go back first. I will give you an answer in two days."

Nan Xiao was taken aback for a moment, but when he heard the sound of footsteps, he reacted and touched his nose.

He was a little unwilling to say a few words after finally seeing each other. After being glared at by Nan Lin, he got up and gave Nan Lin a deep look before turning around and leaving.

Tang Lian put the cake in front of Nan Lin, and said in a cold voice, "Eat it. From now on, don't hang out with Nan Xiao."

Nan Lin lazily raised his eyes and glanced at the plate of lemon cheesecake, and he also lost his appetite when facing his favorite food.

When Tang Lian turned around, Nan Lin bared his teeth and made a grimace at his back, instantly different from the gloomy and vicious one just now.

Like a harmless and innocent child.

Early the next morning, it was seven minutes wrong again.

Murong Qing still woke up from Zhou Heng's arms.

After waking up for a few seconds, when he was about to get up and get out of bed, Zhou Heng suddenly hugged his waist and dragged him back, his back was pressed even tighter in front of Zhou Heng.

The back was burned a bit.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a hot and moist breath hit the back of his neck, and then Zhou Heng used the tip of his nose to rub against the hairline of the back of his neck, back and forth, twice. Finally, Zhou Heng's slightly lazy, scorching lips It hit his glands.

The back of Murong Qing's neck instantly paralyzed his body, limbs and heart like an electric shock.

After his waist was trembling violently, he became still, his sleepy eyes widened to the maximum, he held his breath, his desperate eyes showed urgent desire.

in case……

If Zhou Heng bites him, then...

Murong Qing's teeth clenched against each other, so no matter how he will be treated by this person in the future, whether it is heaven or hell, he will be willing.

Zhou Heng put his lips under Murong Qing's back hairline and rubbed gently. After one time, he saw that Murong Qing didn't dodge, his sleepy eyes that were originally sleepy instantly became clear and instantly turned red.

The morning when the lover is pregnant is very suitable for a lingering exercise.

Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes and opened his lips tentatively. The burning lips and the moisture in his mouth lightly flattered Murong Qing's sensitive parts.

He pressed his nose against Murong Qing's hair, and his nose was filled with the lavender aroma of shampoo.

However, soon, under his intimacy, because of Murong Qing's nervousness and emotion, the tiny pores on the nape of his neck gradually opened, and strands of Murong Qing's original peppermint body fragrance leaked out from the inside.

It smells so good.

Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes into slits and stuck out his tongue to lick Murong Qing's place enjoying himself, greedily sucking all the sweat that didn't come out in time, feeling the refreshing fragrance melt on his tongue, constantly pleasing his taste buds .

Murong Qing clenched his palms tightly to sink his dantian, and tried his best to release the pheromone to Zhou Heng.

After pregnancy, it is difficult for Omega to release pheromones because it supplies the needs of the fetus. It was not until he smelled a faint scent of lavender that he felt relieved, but he didn't realize that he was so nervous that even his hair was sweating.

Then, Murong Qing felt that Zhou Heng opened his mouth, and his teeth lightly touched his skin. His heart trembled, his eyelashes fluttered and he closed his eyes. In the gentle morning light, he welcomed the moment when he completely belonged to Zhou Heng.

Murong Qing waited and waited, and when his heart almost stopped due to holding his breath, Zhou Heng's teeth gently scraped his skin, and then left his glands.

He was slowly turned over by Zhou Heng in a daze. Zhou Heng's lips never left his skin, but moved from his glands to the front of his neck.

Zhou Heng didn't intend to mark him at all.

He's just flirting.

When Murong Qing realized this, Zhou Heng suddenly used his teeth to bite Murong Qing's slightly sharp Adam's apple lightly. As if Murong Qing was stimulated, he pushed him away violently, with great strength, As for Zhou Heng who was defenseless, he was pushed out quite a distance.

The enthusiastic Zhou Heng was suddenly violently pushed away by Murong Qing, but the irritable and fierce Master Heng looked at Murong Qing in a daze, without a word of swearing in his mind, without any cruelty in his eyes, he just licked his lower lip, feeling a little wronged , I feel that I have been rejected again.

very dog.

Then he looked for the reason in himself, it must be that he was too rough and hurt Murong Qing before, leaving a shadow.

Ah no, it's that scumbag in Brother Qing's memory.

"I..." Murong Qing, who pushed people, was also annoyed and frightened. He looked at Zhou Heng who was not angry at him, and his eyes rolled. What qualifications!

Murong Qing closed his eyes in pain, and changed his words: "I'll cook."

"Ah Qing, don't be busy." Zhou Heng hugged the man who was about to get up again. This time, he didn't try to get close to him, and kept a distance of one foot from him, giving Murong Qing enough leeway: "Lie down for a while. In an hour, I will take you to the hospital and have a blood test to check your stomach, and you need to be fasting."

Murong Qing, who had just calmed down, was dumbfounded when he heard it. After shrinking and narrowing his eyes, he couldn't hide the panic on his face anymore. He even stretched out his arms and pushed Zhou Heng a little crazy, and then put his hands behind his back to grab Zhou Heng. Heng hugged his arm: "I won't go, I won't go, I'm not sick!"

"Qing..." Zhou Heng was taken aback by Murong Qing's sudden abnormal reaction, he almost called Brother Qing, "Ah Qing, listen to me."

Zhou Heng grabbed Murong Qing's wrist, his brows sank: "I just went to the hospital for a checkup..."

Before Zhou Heng finished speaking, he was interrupted by Murong Qing. Murong Qing's eyes were red and he almost shouted, "I told you I'm not sick."

After shouting, Murong Qing disregarded Zhou Heng's stop, and slid down with force, almost sliding his head to the middle of the bed before getting out of bed.

Of course, Zhou Heng was not willing to forcibly stop it.

"Ah Qing!" Seeing Murong Qing who jumped off the bed and was about to run without his shoes on, Zhou Heng hurriedly chased him out of bed, "Listen to me."

Denying that he was not sick, Murong Qing ran to the door impatiently, leaving a last sentence: "My stomach hurts, I need to go to the bathroom."

Zhou Heng: "..."

Zhou Heng looked at Murong Qing who rushed out of the door, rubbed the aching brows, and bent down to pick up the pair of blue slippers at the end of the bed that Murong Qing had kicked in a panic.

As soon as Zhou Heng went out with his shoes on, he heard the door of Murong Qing's second bedroom slam shut.

Zhou Heng frowned and walked to the door, hesitating for a moment when his hands reached the doorknob, now that Murong Qing repulsed him, it might irritate him if he went in now.

Zhou Heng put the slippers on the door of the second bedroom, quickly returned to the master bedroom, turned on the monitoring system of the mobile phone, and checked the situation of Murong Qing after returning to the room.

Murong Qing was paralyzed on the carpet beside the bed, Zhou Heng could clearly see the shivering in that place through the screen on his shoulders, tears were falling down, and he was extremely emotional.

Zhou Heng's heart suddenly suffocated, and he subconsciously took his mobile phone to find Murong Qing. For a while, countless conjectures were formed in Zhou Heng's mind.

Murong Qing didn't let him touch...

He was very calm about his marriage...

As a foster object but not greedy for a house...

Desperate to leave him...

refused to go to the hospital...

There was a woman outside, and secretly told Chen Cang to have a child with that woman...

Do not!no!

It doesn't make sense!Even if the author does not plan to rely on code words for a living, it is impossible to leave so many bugs.

Well, the biggest possibility is...

Murong Qing likes him! ?

Yes, Murong Qing liked him, but Murong Qing was sick, terminally ill or something, so he didn't want his house, overreacted to going to the hospital, and found a surrogate while he was still alive to leave a descendant for his own blood.

Even eating too much can be explained. I want to eat more delicious food while I am alive, or I give up on myself.

This is in line with the plot that the boss should have.

Fuck, I deserve to live for more than 2000 years, and I can feel this bloody plot when my eyes are darkened.

Hold!Brain cells are dying!

However, the swearing Master Heng soon suffered a second slap in the face!