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Looking at the small medicine bottle handed by the person opposite, Xia Mo asked knowingly: "This is it?"

"A potent hallucinogenic potion."

"Brother Du, what do you mean?"

Du Jingling smiled and said, "Mix him into Gu Cheng's wine and find a way to make him drink it." Although it's a pity, Gu Cheng is Du Yunchen's only weakness.

At this moment, the dark emotions in Xia Mo's chest rose rapidly, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his lowered eyes.

It's really disgusting, how can I let my brother smell like other people, I wanted you to live for a while, since you are always playing with my brother's ideas, then I will send you on your way first.

Xia Mo raised her head, bent her beautiful eyes and said, "Brother Du, do you know that Xiao Mo has always wanted to tell you something."

"Huh?" Du Jingling was puzzled.

Xia Mo approached with his hands behind his back, the scalpel hidden in his sleeve appeared in his hand, and the soft moonlight shone on it with a piercing cold light.

Standing still in front of him, the smile on Mo Xia's face was as sweet as honey.

"Actually, Xiao Mo..." Xia Mo raised his right hand violently.

The moonlight is cold and bloody.

"I really like my brother."

Under the bright moonlight, the corners of Xia Mo's lips curled up, his face was splashed with dark red, and he smiled like an angel ignorant of the world.

……

The graceful music lingers in the whole manor like flowing water, and under the dazzling open-air manor, the formally dressed successful people smile and talk softly, exchanging cups, and the upturned arcs between the smiles are like a mold carved out, Full of formulaic commercial taste.

Although there were many people coming and going in the manor, there was no clutter at any point. You could see people scattered in the manor chatting, talking and laughing weakly, raising glasses and sipping wine. The atmosphere of the whole manor was just as it was before.

As for why it is just like?Everyone's open and aboveboard, or dark eyes all show the fact that they are secretly peeping somewhere at this time.

In the corner of the manor full of people, Du Yunchen squatted halfway in front of the sofa for the guests to take a break, softening his cold eyes, holding a delicate porcelain bowl in one hand, and holding a small spoon in the other, preparing to give a drink to someone who is already drunk. Some people in a daze were fed hangover soup.

"Come on, open your mouth."

"No." Gu Cheng, who was leaning on the sofa, half-closed his misty eyes, pursed his seductive red lips soaked in wine juice, and turned his head aside angrily.

Seeing his childish and angry actions, while Du Yunchen sighed in his heart, he couldn't help showing helpless pampering on his face. Although he knew that this person was already drunk and had no IQ, but Wen Sheng apologized first. .

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, I shouldn't have disturbed Xiao Cheng to sleep, Xiao Cheng is good, drink the sober soup first, or I will have a headache again when I wake up tomorrow."

Hearing the word pain, Gu Cheng's exquisite facial features, which are extremely sensitive to pain, immediately wrinkled into a ball. He unconsciously fluttered the sides of his nostrils, and turned the corners of his mouth lightly to block his breath, looking aggrieved and pitiful.

Seeing this kind of expression, Du Yunchen immediately felt distressed, and coaxed: "It won't hurt after drinking it, come on, Xiao Cheng opens his mouth."

But no matter how Du Yunchen coaxed and persuaded him, the drunk-eyed Gu Cheng just kept his teeth shut and didn't cooperate with his feeding and throwing at all.

For a while, Du Yunchen had no choice but to order someone to prepare the painkillers that this person would need when he woke up tomorrow, when Gu Cheng uttered a word that made Du Yunchen dumbfounded.

"bitter."

A short word with the aggrieved tone of the master's nasal voice, matched with his wrinkled facial features, at this moment it seems that Du Yunchen, who is feeding sober soup, is heinous.

Du Yunchen knew that this person was afraid of pain and suffering, he would add a few spoonfuls of sugar even to his coffee, and the hangover soup specially prepared by someone would not be bitter. Aggrieved, he had to explain in a gentle voice: "Sweet, not bitter, if you don't believe me, Xiao Cheng will try it first."

"Liar, it's bitter." As he spoke, Gu Cheng turned his deeply wrinkled facial features aside, and the look of avoiding him almost wrote the word 'bad guy' on the other party's face.

"Then I'll take a big sip first, and Xiao Cheng will take a small sip to taste how it tastes?"

Gu Cheng was obviously a little moved, he opened his eyelids with great effort, turned his head slightly, and his rippling eyes just hit the bottom of Du Yunchen's eyes opposite him.

Like obsidian hidden in the ground and cultivated for tens of millions of years, those eyes are charming and deep, shining like stars, filled with the pampering and tenderness he is very familiar with.

"En." A voice filled with the master's inner satisfaction floated out of Gu Cheng's nasal cavity, brisk and satisfied.

After taking a sip by himself, Du Yunchen scooped up another spoonful, and after blowing it on his lips for a while, carefully sent it to the lips of the person opposite him, saying: "Open your mouth."

Like a good baby, Gu Cheng finally opened his mouth and took the first sip of hangover soup.

Watching the hangover soup in his mouth being slowly swallowed down his throat, watching his wrinkled facial features slowly unwind, watching him smacking his mouth childishly, watching him open his mouth to ask for feed... The corners of Du Yunchen's lips, who were obsessed with the spoon, couldn't help but turn up slightly until they drew a beautiful arc.

People peeping openly: Hey, what is this?Crunchy and crisp, the taste is surprisingly good.

Under the moonlight not far away, Xia Mo, who had finished dealing with the matter, held her gloomy face slightly, staring closely at the extremely harmonious and warm picture not far away, her eyes filled with extreme coldness and cruelty.

Those who covet brother, you are the second!

Gu Cheng's sleep was a bit dead, and he didn't wake up until noon the next day. After washing up, he went downstairs, and saw the steaming dishes on the table at a glance.

The company is temporarily busy, so I can’t accompany you to dinner today. I drank wine last night. Remember to drink a bowl of porridge before meals. The porridge is still warm in the kitchen. Be careful not to burn your hands when scooping up the porridge

—— Yun Chen

The handwriting on the small card is strong and powerful, and Gu Cheng can almost outline all the subtleties and tenderness on the face of the man when he wrote this small note in his mind.

Helpless, worried, indulgent, reluctant.

Thinking about it, Gu Cheng suddenly burst out laughing, his dizzy smiling face was filled with inexplicable satisfaction and pride.

At the same time, in Du's meeting room with a cold and handsome atmosphere, Du Yunchen sat at the head with frosty eyes, with his arms lightly resting on the high-quality mahogany conference table, looking at the middle-aged man belonging to Du Jingling's faction below who said nothing. hair.

Facing Du Yunchen's cold eyes and silence, the middle-aged man, who was already lacking confidence due to Du Jingling's absence, was sweating on his forehead, and his entire back was drenched in a short time.

Noticing the cold sweat dripping from the temples of the middle-aged man and Du Yunchen's expression on the top, the expressions of the people sitting on the two sides of the bottom are different, worried, regretful, gloating, and bowing their heads in silence... It can be said to be colorful .

At this moment when the silent needle drop could be heard, Du Yunchen's cell phone, which had been kept by the conference table, vibrated slightly, and the screen lit up.

Xiao Cheng.

"Yun Chen." Gu Cheng looked at the table full of dishes with smiles on his face.

"Well, I got up so soon, why don't you sleep more." A man's mellow and whispering voice came from the other end of the phone.

Gu Cheng curled his lips in dissatisfaction: "The sun is drying my butt, and I'm still sleeping. I'm not a piggy."

"Heh, no one compares himself with the little piggy." A chuckle mixed with joy and magnetism came from the other end of the phone, and Gu Cheng's ears were instantly irritated by Su's unsightly voice.

"Do you have a headache?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"Well, I drank wine last night, remember to drink porridge first to nourish my stomach."

"Ah."

……

After finishing the call with the other party, looking at the two short words on the screen, Gu Cheng felt as if his heart had been dipped in honey, which was so sweet.

"Brother." A sudden soft call interrupted all Gu Cheng's thoughts.

Turning his eyes slightly sideways, Gu Cheng saw Xia Mo who was not far away behind the sofa with only a small head showing a bright smile.

Seeing his younger brother, Gu Cheng smiled gently on his face, and greeted him, "Xiao Mo put on his shoes and come over to eat."

Seeing the expression of happiness and satisfaction that he hated most faded away from the face of the person not far away, the gloomy look in Mo Xia's lowered eyes flashed away.

Brother, are you leaving Xiaomo too?

When he looked up again, Xia Mo's face had returned to his usual peaceful smile, and he pursed his lips and said aggrievedly to Gu Cheng who was not far away: "Brother, Xiao Mo's leg hurts."

"Huh? Why does your leg hurt?" Gu Cheng came out puzzled.

Xia Mo didn't reply, sitting on the sofa with a puckered mouth looked pitiful. Seeing his expression, Gu Cheng didn't dare to touch his leg. After carefully asking which leg it was, he rolled up Checking his trousers, his eyes were bruised.

Gu Cheng frowned and said, "Why did you get hurt like this?"

"I accidentally bumped into it in the bathroom yesterday, it hurts so much." Xia Mo, with her head down halfway, replied with a nasal voice.

Seeing how wronged he was, Gu Cheng immediately said with distress: "Brother, help you apply the medicine, and the pain will be gone in two days."

After speaking, Gu Cheng got up and dug out the medicine box from the cupboard at home, and took out the medicinal wine to help him prescribe the medicine.

His normally pretty eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the distress in his slightly narrowed eyes was palpable, and his beautiful lips were pursed lightly, blowing the wound for him from time to time, and the force of applying the medicine in his hand was careful and gentle, for fear that his movements would hurt too much A person who is already wronged.

Xia Mo just looked straight at him, watching all his movements without blinking.

Brother, brother, brother... That's it, just keep looking at me like this, don't laugh at others, don't be nice to others, just like Xiaomo forever and ever.