Canary pretends to be good and runs away wearing books

It was Jian Ling and Gong Qiyan who came.

Gong Qiyan looked at the boys and girls lying down together and couldn't help laughing, "Qian, don't pull them a little bit. The Americans can only drink alcohol at the age of 21. You children are too shameful."

Gong Qi'an shrugged, "So they opened the booth with the identity of brother, right? Did you say hello?"

"En." Gong Qiyan smiled gently, "Forget it, nothing will happen—"

While talking, he caught a glimpse of the two people hugging tightly from the corner of his eye, and said with a smile: "Hey, the relationship between the fiancé and husband is so good?"

Jian Ling lowered her eyes, feeling that her neck was being bitten unconsciously by something small, so she didn't reply to Gong Qiyan's words.

Gong Qi'an stood with his brother, and when he turned around, he was stunned by Ji Luo's appearance in front of him, and said, "Wow... this Ji Luo?"

"What?" Gong Qiyan asked.

Even Gong Qi'an, who has seen the world, couldn't help but take another sip of ice wine to calm down, and then roughly told his brother about Ji Luo's experience from a gloomy, autistic, social waste to a sunny little wolf dog.

Gong Qiyan was very interested: "It sounds like he's a different person, but now this...cute and coquettish appearance doesn't seem to match the little wolf dog you're talking about."

Clingy enough.

"...That's why I was stunned too. What's going on with Ji Luo?"

The pure boy Gong Qi'an covered his eyes.

Jian Ling's eyes were locked on Ji Luo all the time, and he didn't intend to explain.

One arm firmly wrapped around the boy's thin and narrow waist, the other hand reached for his pocket, took out a room card and glanced at the name and address of the hotel.

Then the man asked in a low voice, "Room number?"

Ji Luo was dazed: "...Well, I, how do I know..."

While answering, he hugged Jian Ling's neck even harder, like a koala, unable to break it apart.

Gong Qi'an peeked through his fingers, and said with emotion: "No wonder Ji Luo told me just now that no one can bear the consequences of drinking too much—it's too sticky!"

Jian Ling raised her eyes when she heard him say 'the consequences of Ji Luo drinking too much', and asked, "What did he say? What else did he say?"

Gong Qi'an said: "Oh, let me think about it, I'm dizzy...well, before you guys came, he said...if he does something to me later, don't let me despise him?"

The young man's voice paused, seeing Ji Luo's distorted appearance, he couldn't help trembling, "I refuse, I will throw him in the middle of the road."

Jian Ling: "..."

Based on Jian Ling's understanding of Ji Luo, the child no longer knows where he is and who he is.

Sure enough, Ji Luo was still muttering, "Which room do you live in, don't you know? You expect me to remember this little thing, just dream, it's impossible...Ji Ling..."

"..."

Sighing, Jian Ling held him steady, and asked Gong Qi'an, "Which room does he live in?"

Gong Qi'an said: "1419."

"Thank you." Jian Ling narrowed her eyes, "I'll take him back first."

As soon as he left the bar, Ji Luo was shivered by the night wind, opened his eyes in confusion, but was annoyed by the flashing lights around him, thought he was at home, so he buried his head in Jian Ling's arms even more, "Dazzling... You go turn off the lights."

Jian Ling said 'hmm', stopped the taxi and hugged him in firmly, after fastening the seat belt, he pulled Ji Luo back into his arms, and covered his slightly red eyes with his hand.

Ji Luo was still dissatisfied with the sound of the engine and the noise of the crowd outside the car. He pinched Jian Ling's thigh and said, "Noisy."

Jian Ling's thighs tensed suddenly, but he had no choice but to coax him patiently: "We won't make any noise when we get to the hotel later."

"Hmm. Oh." Ji Luo was a lot more obedient now, but he didn't stay quiet for a while, and his claws were dishonest. He grabbed Jian Ling's hand covering his eyes and realized, "Hotel?"

"Well, we're going to the hotel now."

Ji Luo's reaction is very slow now, "...Why are you going to the hotel?"

Jian Ling didn't care at all about the young man's incoherent words, and was very patient, "Because it's already late, it's time to go to bed."

"Oh……"

Ji Luo pouted.

After a while, he secretly opened his eyes, saw the environment inside the car, and started looking for trouble again.

"What kind of car is this... so broken..."

Jian Ling replied, "Taxi."

Young Master Ji's fault of being picky again, "How can you take me in a taxi, where is my car..."

"This is America, Luoluo."

"America, America, I also have a car, not only do I have a car, I also have a yacht, right here at Santamonica Beach...youforgottheyachtwehave? Yougiftedittome, thenforcedmetomakeoutonthedeck, itwas..."

In the middle of the speech, the English was suddenly cut off, and the American taxi driver driving in front finally understood. Why are the two Asians so open-minded, and they can also play yachts: "... so you two are going to the hotel or an a monica By the way, yacht love sounds interesting, I wish I could afford a day achttoo."

After hearing this, Jian Ling reluctantly told the driver that he was not going to the beach, but to the hotel.

Then pinched Ji Luo's cheek, pressed his fingers against the boy's soft lips, and said, "Now we don't have any cars in the United States, bear with it, and my brother will buy them for you one by one in the future. Also, don't talk nonsense outside. "

Ji Luo closed his eyes and said indiscriminately: "I didn't talk nonsense... Isn't what I said the truth? You ordered that yacht for me, and then took me out to sea. You insist on doing it with me...Ji Ling, you Why don't you admit it?"

Jian Ling's voice became hoarse, "Admit it. Yes."

Only then was the boy satisfied, turned over and lay flat on Jian Ling's lap, half-opened his eyes and looked at the handsome chin above his head for a while.

"Humph……"

Ji Luo whimpered, closed his eyes when he had seen enough, and calmed down.

However, when the taxi stopped in front of the hotel and Jian Ling took Ji Luo out of the car, Ji Luo was unhappy again.

He was drowsy and a little annoyed by being tossed about. If Jian Ling hadn't held his arms tightly and pressed him around his body, he would have scratched him, "What are you doing? I'm about to fall asleep. It's..."

Jian Ling walked towards the hotel with his arms around him, repeating patiently: "Didn't you just get in the car, now that you're at the hotel, it's time to go to bed. 1419, right?"

Hearing the room number, Ji Luo suddenly laughed.

The young man leaned softly on Jian Ling's shoulder, playing with his taste slowly: "Ah, Ji Ling, you want to 419 with me."

Jian Ling: "...I'm asking if your room number is 1419? Forget it."

Anyway, Ji Luo never cared about such trifles.

He hugged Ji Luo out of the elevator and walked to the room.

Ji Luo was stunned, his thoughts changed direction for a while, "Do you know what 419 means?"

Jian Ling: "...Okay, it's here."

The green light on the door flashed, and it was indeed the key card of Room 1419.

However, as soon as the tall man brought Ji Luo in, Ji Luo suddenly picked up his strength, hooked Jian Ling's neck, and pressed him with the strength of his whole body.

Ji Luo pressed Jian Ling against the door, raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes and said, "Didn't you want 419? Then why did you bring me to the hotel?"

Jian Ling lowered his head, and saw that pair of piercing peach blossom eyes glistening with water.

... His breathing was stagnant, and his eyes darkened, "What do you want me to do?"

Ji Luo tilted his head, "I think? What are you asking me for...Ji Ling, don't you just want to have sex with me? 419 is fine, get out when you're done..."

"I'm not going."

Jian Ling answered lightly, pulled Ji Luo's flailing arms off her body, and helped him unbutton his clothes, "I'm taking a bath."

Ji Luo sluggishly stood still, staring down at Jian Ling who was carefully serving his fingers.

The feeling of dizziness hits one after another, and Ji Luo feels chilly all over his body in a short while, and in a short while, it's wet|drenched again.

The man put hot water in the bathtub and threw Ji Luo into it.

The palm with well-defined knuckles massaged the boy's scalp with just the right amount of force, and he carefully cleaned the foam off, avoiding his eyes.

The man is very skilled in how to satisfy Master Ji.

Ji Luo also enjoyed it very much. The end of his eyes was like a kitten. He squinted comfortably and made a purring sound, "The bath liquid... smells good. Which group's hotel is this? I don't think I've stayed in it before. ..."

"Well, we haven't lived in this house before."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Ling was splashed all over by Ji Luo.

Jian Ling frowned, "What are you doing?"

Still squinting his eyes, Ji Luo said lazily: "You don't take me to experience such a good hotel, you hate it... don't you want to let Ji's hotel industry develop?"

Jian Ling: "...Luoluo, don't make trouble, before wearing a book, there was no hotel of this brand there."

Ji Luo was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about what is 'wearing a book'?

Ignoring his words, she splashed him a few more times, staring at the man's looming chest and beautiful pectoral muscles hidden under the white shirt, and said two words to herself: "Wet."

Jian Ling's breathing suddenly became heavy, and for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't invite me."

Ji Luo didn't buy it, tilted his head, deliberately poured water on him again, raised his chin and said, "Take off your clothes. Come in."

Jian Ling took a few deep breaths, and then according to what he said, he unbuttoned his drenched shirt, took off his trousers, stretched his long legs, and stepped into the bathtub that could accommodate two adults.

Then he was very calm and continued to apply bath lotion on Ji Luo's body.

And Ji Luo can't just sit obediently, if he drinks too much, he will turn into a koala coquette, and he can't do without people at all. Let Ji Ling come in to take a bath together so that he can hug something, so the boy hummed a few times, Grab the silver handle of the bathtub and move towards the man.

It's just that his mind was dizzy, and the bottom of the bathtub was a little slippery. He tried to stand up bravely, but he swayed his body and carried him directly into the man's arms.

"..." The whole body of the person being hugged was tense, and he managed to control it with difficulty.

The sound of splashing water sounded, and Jian Ling turned on the shower head directly, wanting to make a quick decision.

"...Ji Ling."

The boy buried his head in the man's neck and called him softly.

Did I fall just now?

...What is it underlaying?

do not know……

Anyway, it's comfortable to hold something.

Jian Ling's eyelashes were wet, and no one could see his thoughts clearly.

After cleaning both of them, Ji Luo felt that his surroundings were empty, and then he was picked up firmly, wrapped in a bath towel, brought to the dressing stool next to him, sat down, and dried his hair.

The boy sat crookedly, unable to support his body at all, so he leaned back softly

, just in time to touch Jian Ling's waist with his back.

Ji Luo paused, feeling the heat from the man, then curled his lips, ignoring him, and wantonly pasted him.

"Don't make trouble." Jian Ling said.

He kept moving his hands, packed himself and Ji Luo, then picked him up again and stuffed him into the bed.

The light gradually dimmed, and Ji Luo rubbed his cheek against the pillow, as if he felt something was wrong, after thinking about it, he turned over and rolled into the arms of the person beside him.

Still skillfully become a little koala.

Jian Ling only put on a cotton bathrobe for him, which was loose and loose. The young man was uncomfortably burned by the alcohol. Fortunately, the temperature of the people around him was lower, so he stuck to them desperately.

He entangled Jian Ling tightly like an octopus, wishing that his whole body would be connected together.

...According to Newton's law of cooling, a large area can dissipate heat well... Ji Luo thought to himself.

... It wasn't until the temperature on Jian Ling's body also rose that Ji Luo opened his eyes slightly and saw Jian Ling's tight lips.

In the silence, Ji Luo asked softly, "Do you want it?"

Jian Ling's fingers gripping the young man's narrow waist tightened suddenly, causing the young man to gasp in a low voice.

But he didn't move or speak.

Ji Luo was very puzzled, yawned, and said, "Didn't you think about it a long time ago? Come on."

As he spoke, he sat up supporting Jian Ling's chest, straddled him, wobbled, flipped his wrists, grabbed the strap of the bathrobe around Jian Ling's waist, and said, "...don't pretend, I'll let you You make..."

Jian Ling grabbed his hand, her deep eyes were dim.

Ji Luo couldn't even move, his head sank even more now, so he simply bent down slowly, and lay on the man's chest in a kneeling position, breathing on the tips of Jian Ling's ears, itching, "Hurry up...Brother ..."

The next moment, Jian Ling suddenly exerted force, and the two of them were upside down.

He suppressed Ji Luo with a very strong posture, and asked in a hoarse voice, "You need to clean up?"

Ji Luo's eyes were empty, and he looked at him: "Ha, you asked me?...Why, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you suddenly started asking for my permission?"

The man's breathing suddenly became heavy, he squeezed Ji Luo's wrist and bent down, biting the boy's sensitive Adam's apple as if punishing him.

There is a small red mole in the middle of Adam's apple.

It belongs to Jiluo.

It belongs to Ji Ling.

"...Ugh."

Ji Luo snorted, grabbed Jian Ling's back, and said unforgivingly, "Pervert, it hurts..."

But after a while, Jian Ling stopped moving, and asked him in a hoarse voice: "Luoluo, is it your intention this time?"

Ji Luo blinked her peach blossom eyes and stared at him in confusion.

Jian Ling was silent for a while, sighed, and his heart temperature dropped a little.

Then he straightened his body, picked up the passport that the teenager put on the bedside table, and opened the identity page.

It was indeed his birthday, unchanged.

a month...

Jian Ling let go of Ji Luo, sat by the bed, and let him go.

Before he could speak, he felt Ji Luomi staring at him and hugging him from behind again.

The boy's chest touched the man's back, and he asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"Luoluo." The voice sounded a little warning.

"Ah, don't come, don't come to sleep..."

Jian Ling was silent for a while, suppressed her lust, changed the subject and said, "As you said, if you can do it all over again, you will consider giving me another chance, right?"

Ji Luo: "...Huh? What are you talking nonsense... If you don't do it, why do you hesitate? Ji Ling, do you really take yourself as a person..."

Jian Ling knew that his young man was drunk and couldn't talk much, and his drinking problem was like this for a while, he could drink and play, but if he drank too much, he would become a coquettish koala, soft and obedient, huh huh Ah, so cute.

...But such a docile appearance will completely disappear the next day.

Because as long as Ji Luo drinks to this extent, when he wakes up the next day, he won't remember anything.

So Jian Ling is in a complicated mood now, hoping that Ji Luo will remember, but also whether he will remember what he said.

Moreover, Jian Ling felt that what the drunk person said... could choose to take it seriously.

or not seriously.

After a while, Ji Luo lay on Jian Ling's shoulder, her breathing gradually became steady, as if she was about to fall asleep.

The man lowered his eyes and clenched his fists.

After a while, he sighed softly, then gently supported the boy to lie flat, and tucked in the quilt.

He went to the bathroom and took another cold shower.

In the middle of the night, Jian Ling sat alone in the living room outside the suite.

There is a pack of cigarettes on the table.

Before wearing books, he was an old smoker.

Ji Luo doesn't like him smoking, so he can only choose the weakest tea flavor.

But the taste is light and the nicotine is low, so he can't suppress the boredom in his heart, so he can smoke a lot of cigarettes a day... Before seeing Ji Luo, he will stop for him for a day or two.

However, anyone who has fasted and quit smoking knows that this kind of temporary depression will lead to a more violent rebound when he relapses. In the long run, he smokes more and more and becomes more and more uncontrollable.

Until the end, the lungs also had problems.

——Now, Jian Ling has a brand new, healthy body.

He sat quietly, skillfully unpacked the cigarette case, took out the lighter, and started to burn a cigarette.

The sparks flickered, but he didn't suck.

Therefore, the cigarette cannot be lit.

The young man has protruding knuckles and well-defined bones. He sits casually leaning against a chair with his legs crossed, and his posture with tea and cigarettes between his fingers is particularly attractive, which can easily attract the attention of others.

He pressed the lighter again and again, and slowly, the gear was burned and turned red, but his fingers were still covering it, repeating the same action stubbornly.

The smell of green tea slowly diffused in the room.

His mind was heavy, and the burn couldn't catch his attention.

Jian Ling recalled in her heart what Ji Luo said just now.

The boy said softly in a lazy and hoarse voice, 'Since when did you start to hesitate?Ji Ling...'

Adam's apple rolling, throat suddenly itchy.

People who are used to using cigarettes to cover up their anxiety will have a great desire for nicotine when they are thinking nervously or when they are sad.

But Jian Ling still held back.

——He thought of Ji Luo.

... His fall.

That's right.

In their last life, every time they did it, they tried their best and exhausted all their physical strength, as if they had only one day left in their lives, presumptuous and intense.

Ji Ling goes too far every time, never letting go of any opportunity to possess or bully Ji Luo.

And he has no scruples, every time he must make Ji Luo cry——

No wonder Ji Luo said him this time, why do you hesitate?Do you still consider yourself human?

……

Because then, I had nothing to look forward to.

I just want to seize the last time to be with you, so that I don't want to worry about other things.

Moreover, I want you to remember me all your life, no matter how you remember me.

but now……

Jian Ling lowered his gaze, and pressed the last burnt cigarette butt into the ashtray.

Then she quietly walked to the bed, sat on the carpet, put her arms on the edge of the bed, pressed one finger on Ji Luo's soft lips, and rubbed them gently for a while.

But Ji Luo didn't wake up, the alcohol made him sleepy and drowsy, and his breathing was still steady.

"Luoluo, if I don't come today, who are you going to hug, Gong Qi'an?"

"Luoluo, do you know who L is and who A is?"

"...Also, according to your personality, it is not necessary, and you will never spend a second to understand. So you don't care who A is, and you don't care who L is, and you don't even bother to check, ask, go Do you understand?"

"I think that's fine, at least I'm different in your heart... isn't it a little bit different."

"But...why can you talk to them so much? Before...you never chatted with me like that."

"What kind of person do you like, tell me?"

"Why... draw the scene of that trip to Hokkaido."

"You know what it's like when I see you draw a hot spring, huh? I want to go to you right away, and be like that at the hot spring... You just want to be like that by me, don't you?"

"...Did you draw that picture because you missed me?"

……

……

Jian Ling said a lot in a low voice, and didn't expect any reply from Ji Luo.

"Luoluo..."

he called him.

no response.

After a while, when he suddenly wanted to let go of the finger pressing Ji Luo's lips, the finger was suddenly bitten by the young man's mouth.

It wasn't light or heavy, but it seemed that a fierce electric current was transmitted from the point of contact, from the fingers to Jian Ling's heart, and the electricity made his scalp numb.

Ji Luo sucked|sucked the man's finger for a while, didn't open his eyes, but was woken up in a daze, frowned, and murmured: "...the smell of green tea."

Jian Ling's breath was stagnant.

Ji Luo: "...are you smoking again?"

The shiny body fluid can be seen even in the dark, Jian Ling withdrew her finger and said, "No."

Ji Luo said 'uh', "Liar."

Jian Ling: "...I don't smoke anymore."

Ji Luo still didn't open his eyes, he was still asleep, "You lied to the doctor, do you think you can fool me...Ji Ling."

The temperature of the boy's mouth still remained on the fingertips, and Jian Ling's eyes moved slightly, "You know?"

Ji Luo stopped talking, as if in a dream.

Before transmigrating the book, Ji Ling didn't tell Ji Luo about his lung cancer.

He didn't take the initiative to seek treatment, muddled along, and didn't expect to live another day.

After a long silence, Jian Ling said, "Luoluo, I don't smoke anymore."

Ji Luo didn't know if he had heard it, so he gave a soft 'hmm'.

Jian Ling stared at him for a while, and laughed at himself.

So what if you listen to it.

When you wake up, you won't remember anything.

The two of them were like this, one fell asleep under the soft quilt, and the other lay on the side of the bed, interlocking fingers with the young man, tilting his head and staring at him without blinking.

Jian Ling thought about many things all night.

The moment he threw the book to the boy.

The scene where he gets the book.

After passing through, I wanted to go directly to him countless times, but was suppressed.

...Luoluo, if everything could be done all over again, would you like me?

If you avoid all irresolvable contradictions.

what will you think of me

Jian Ling was kneeling and lying on the bedside and fell into a deep sleep. In her dream, she entered the childhood before wearing a book.

He had no father since he was a child, and only lived with his mother, but after a few years, his mother also passed away, so he was sent to a children's welfare home.

After showing his astonishing talent in mathematics, he won prizes again and again, became famous step by step, made news, shocked big shots, and was noticed by more people.

Many families proposed to adopt him, but...after seeing him, they all gave up.

He is strange, stubborn, and perverse. He lost his parents since he was a child, which made him eccentric, difficult to get along with, extremely guarded, and vengeful. cry.

He has a high IQ, is difficult to control, and has mild to moderate antisocial personality... This kind of person will become a vicious criminal in the future.

No family dared to take the risk.

At that time, Ji Junde came to the orphanage when he heard about it, and praised him the first time he saw him, 'Jian Ling?He looks like a smart kid at first glance, would you like to go home with me?Your father and I are distant relatives, and my family belongs to our own family.I'm Ji Junde. '

I remember that at that time, Ji Junde was the only elder who looked at him without color or interest.

Others, either looked down on the orphan, or were afraid of his cold temper, or thought there was something to be gained from him, but no one spoke to him in that peaceful tone.

In short, he couldn't develop a good impression of the adults. He wanted to move out of the orphanage after the full year and live independently, but he didn't expect...

The moment he saw Ji Junde's gentle and calm gaze, he was shaken.

At that time, the 17-year-old boy asked Ji Junde coldly: "What do you want?"

Ji Junde smiled kindly, "I don't want anything. It's just that there are only me and my son in my family, and it's a bit deserted. What about you? Do you want a younger brother or a family?"

The young man's Adam's apple rolled, and the sun shone into his indifferent heart for the first time.

"Your father's surname is Ji, which is the same as mine, so you should also be surnamed Ji. From now on, let go of the past and live a new life with me."

At that time, the 17-year-old raised his eyes slightly and asked, "Do you want me to call you Dad?"

Ji Junde smiled: "No, you can do whatever you want, as long as you are happy."

I'm happy?

Later, when Ji Junde was going through the formalities, he was pointed at by a malicious child of the same age in the orphanage as a last chance.

Did you see the one who was adopted and then sent back? What kind of adoptive family is hypocritical!

Especially if you have children at home, you used to be a servant, no one thinks highly of you!

Hahaha wait to be embarrassed by his son!

Disgusting face of the rich, do you think you could end well in the past?

I haven't seen anyone who can get along well with the original family and children after being taken away. The wolf cubs in the wolf den will pinch each other. Do you think you, a foreigner with no blood relationship, can get along well?

That man looks very rich. Have you seen his driver, bodyguard, and motorcade?Tsk!

Another one who thought he could fly up a branch.

After going out, I still have to come back in the end!

The boy was startled for a moment.

When he agreed to Ji Junde, he didn't think so much... It was one of the few decisions he made impulsively without thinking.

After calming down, he immediately hesitated, thinking, why not go, anyway, he can leave the orphanage at the age of 18 and live on his own... Why should there be expectations?

Without expectations, there will be no disappointment and regret.

And when Ji Junde came back to pick him up with the folder, he was yearning for the strong, calm, yet gentle aura around him.

I want to be like this too...

I……

Can I have this chance?

Want to try it?

When the boy and Ji Junde left the orphanage, they had a small wish.

He hoped that this was the decision he would never regret.

Ji Junde led him back to the so-called 'small home', which was the first time Ji Ling saw such a luxurious giant villa.

Linxi Mountain, a well-known rich area, the world's top, everyone knows everyone.

The place that Ji Junde brought him here is simply the biggest place.

In addition to the huge size of the villa, there are many courts he has never seen before on the huge lawn behind, helicopters, helipads, luxury car parking lots, craftsmen, gardeners, maids that he has only seen on TV...

Where is this deserted home?

When they were secretly startled, they walked through the garden corridor, entered the gate amidst the respectful salute of the housekeeper, and then saw a little boy running quickly from the stairs with two juice glasses.

In my teens, I have not yet started to develop, and my peach blossom eyes are still round when I grow up.

There was a light shining inside.

The little boy rushed into Ji Junde's arms and was embraced by the tall elder, "Dad, you are back!!!"

He was very happy, but he didn't hold the two cups of freshly squeezed strawberry juice, and sprinkled a lot of juice on the man's expensive suit.

The teenager at that time tightened his fingers, knowing that he would be blamed and beaten in the orphanage and school for making such a mistake!

But Ji Junde didn't. He just smiled and said, "Dad is back! I've been busy for a long time this time. Don't blame Dad. Have you studied hard at home, trained hard, and prepared to become a man?"

"Yes!" said the child, and handed Ji Junde a glass of juice, smiling like a kitten, "This is the freshly squeezed strawberry juice from the snow-capped beauty that I specially prepared for Dad to come home, please taste it~~~"

This kind of harmonious relationship made the young man at a loss as to what to do. He took a step back and made a soft sound from the soles of his feet.

At this time, Ji Junde turned around with the child in his arms and said, "Luoluo, this is Ji Ling. You should call him brother. When Dad is away, you will accompany each other and get along well, you know?"

Ji Ling held his breath.

... At that time, Ji Luo saw in Ji Ling's eyes. Although he hadn't grown taller, the nobility exuded from his bones was beyond his imagination. It was something he had never seen before, and it made him feel that it was An exquisite existence that I am not qualified to touch.

But Xiao Ji Luo didn't care, just smiled at Ji Ling with his eyes bent, and handed him a glass by the way.

"Hello, brother, I'm Ji Luo, so you can call me Luo Luo. Let me try the juice I made myself!...Hold it! Don't hide! Hey, Ji Ling!"

……

The dream came to an abrupt end.

Jian Ling slowly opened his eyes when the sun came back at five o'clock in the morning in Los Angeles.

The hands of the two were still tightly held, but Jian Ling knew that it was time to leave.

Let's live it again together, shall we?

Don't be so miserable.

You will have everything you want.

You go for it yourself.

I……

I also want to fight for you.

fall down.

can you love me...

At 06:30 in the morning, Jian Ling booked a flight from Los Angeles to San Francisco.

He was interviewed by the investment giant on Saturday night and reached a one-month trial trading agreement. He originally lived near the Silicon Valley in San Francisco, and he was due to take up the post on Monday. He stayed in Los Angeles for an extra day for the end of the season.

In the book, Jian Ling's identity has no sense of existence other than being the illegitimate child of the Jian family and the married person of the Ji family.

Not strong enough, and being squeezed out by the Jian family, it is almost in a state of self-destruction.

——Of course, when Zhen Jian Ling is in place, everything will be completely different.

He happened to be 21 years old. He was studying at Huaiqing University and was exchanged to the United States through a project.

Now no one can restrain his development.

Except... this on the bed.

Jian Ling stared at Ji Luo with downcast eyes, his eyes were deep as if he wanted to suck Ji Luo in.

Some people can be called teenagers at the age of 21, but for Jian Ling, the term teenager is absolutely not applicable.

He exudes a natural sense of coldness in his bones, as well as a powerful aura he cultivated, which makes people daunting, cold and afraid to approach——

At this age, he is already worthy of the word man.

He pursed his lips, picked up Ji Luo's cell phone, and tapped on it.

Then, as if wanting to engrave him in his heart, he watched Ji Luo quietly for a long time, and finally rubbed his hair and left the room.

Ji Luo also had a long dream.

In the dream, he was still the idle 'head' of Ji's family, making Ji Ling run around every day, wandering around with his cronies.

Of course, Ji Ling would send someone to follow him every time he went out to roam.

Then when I drank too much, it fell from the sky...

Enjoy the fruit of drinking too much...

So in the dream, Ji Luo felt that he had drunk too much, and threw himself into Ji Ling's arms.

The dog man's pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, waistline, hips and long legs are not only good-looking, but also feel better to the touch.

Ji Luo was carried home and thrown to bed by him, the lights were turned to the dimmest, and the velvet curtains were tightly closed.

They didn't sleep late, but it wasn't until early in the morning that the lights were completely turned off, and the intermittent sound in the room gradually stopped.

The man first said: "Didn't you promise me that you wouldn't go out to drink without my consent? Why do you go back on your word?"

Halfway through, he said: "Don't go drinking with them anymore. Do you enjoy the feeling of being admired by girls? What are they? How about me? Look at me..."

Finally said: "Drink again, drink so much again, Luoluo, do you wish to be treated like this by me... If you are so disobedient, I will treat you like this, don't even think about going out again..."

In the dream, Ji Luo seemed to see his peach blossom eyes glowing with water, and said impatiently to the man: "You also agreed not to smoke, why do you still smoke behind my back, ah... Who broke the contract first, oh, You can't control me...get out..."

The dreams alternated and repeated, and it was difficult to tell whether these were memories or hallucinations.

Ji Luo was in a dream, but his thoughts wandered outside the dream, watching the farce after another from the indifferent perspective of a third party.

The mood is exceptionally calm, no matter how the protagonist of the story cries and shouts, I can't make any waves in my heart.

——Until Ji Luo opened his eyes, he felt that there was still some warmth in the palm of his hand.

He turned his head abruptly, looking towards the bed.

I always feel that there is a figure in the night, kneeling there...

It coincides with the scene ten years ago.

On a stormy night, that person stubbornly knelt beside the bed, held his hand tightly, and said...

What are you talking about.

It seems to be 'I don't roll'.

……

……

The young man closed his eyes, only feeling that he was not awake and could not tell the difference between dream and reality.

This time when he woke up from the wine, Ji Luo yawned lazily and rolled on the bed before thinking of touching his phone.

It's just that I didn't feel it after touching it for a long time, so I just got up.

When she woke up——, Ji Luo felt that something was wrong.

It's quite refreshing all over.

Not only is it clean and refreshing, but the muscles are no longer sore!

The recovery ability is amazing, it's like having a full-scale soothing massage!

Wow ~

Ji Luo was stunned, could it be that drinking has such an effect hahahaha.

Cough cough, of course it is impossible, it should be the reason why the young body has strong recovery energy, he thought.

Ji Luo stretched comfortably, and let out a comfortable "um~" sound from his throat, but when he moved his body back and forth, he felt that there was something wrong with the touch of the bathrobe.

He frowned and looked down, stunned himself!

There was a little white stain on the hem of the bathrobe, which had now hardened into a small piece, quite out of place with the softness of the bathrobe.

... Ji Luo fell silent.

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