The Rogue Remains

You, you just died!

For a moment, the whole body was hugged and turned around, facing the front door, looking at the bleak white cloth and satin in front of his own door, Li Yanming was stunned, "Who died?"

Boss Song let go of his mouth a long time ago. Seeing his appearance, he obviously didn't know.

Thinking about it, he was so ruthless yesterday afternoon, it's no wonder that this weak and weak official son can stand up, even hanged himself, maybe it would be difficult to move a small bench for kicking, "It is said that a son died. "

Li Yanming stomped on him hard. Boss Song was caught off guard for a moment, and was stepped on unexpectedly, holding his foot and breathing hard.

"Tell me, is it you?" Li Yanming looked at him bitterly, as if he wanted to cut him to pieces.

"What is it me?" Boss Song didn't understand.

Li Yanming frowned, and asked coldly: "Is it you, you told my father about... what happened yesterday?"

Boss Song joked: "Hey, how could my father-in-law know about such a secret affair?"

"You fart!" Li Yanming was so angry that he swears, "If you didn't tell the secret, why would Dad prefer to treat me as dead rather than embarrassing me?!"

"..." Boss Song understood it this time. Li Yanming thought he had told his father that he had been put to sleep. At this moment, the city lord would pretend that he didn't have this son... It's really associative.

"I really don't have that much free time." Song Lao said.

Li Yanming was about to say something when there was movement from the other side.The two couldn't help but looked at the past together.

What came out was a man in his fifties, dressed in a Confucian shirt, Li Yanming naturally recognized him.The steward next to the city lord, Ying Feng.Butler Ying wore a white cloth belt around his waist, with a dignified expression. As soon as he came out, the people around the mansion fell silent.Butler Ying cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Li unfortunately passed away last night. Today, the city lord is hosting a banquet. We sincerely invite all the young and old in the city to see you off together."

Li Yanming was shocked, and looked at Boss Song who was also puzzled beside him in bewilderment: "I, am I living a good life?"

Boss Song patted him and signaled, "Listen again."

Ying Feng's voice was mournful at first, but suddenly his tone changed, becoming filled with righteous indignation: "Here, the city lord also hopes that talented people and strangers will stand up together to avenge Mr. Li's revenge and kill the robber to leave a mark!"

"Ahem..." Boss Song was caught off guard for a moment, choking on his own saliva.He glanced complicatedly at Mr. Li who "died because the robber left a bright spot".

The crowd also became restless in response to the butler's words.

"Butler Ying, didn't Mr. Li hang himself?"

Ying Feng lowered his head and clenched his fists: "I did an inspection last night, only to find that the young master was strangled by a rope and suffocated to death. The murderer deliberately pretended to commit suicide."

"What does that have to do with the thief Liu Yiming?"

Ying Feng raised his head and said bitterly: "What kind of thieves are just fugitives! I heard that every time Liu Yiming commits a crime, he engraves the word 'Ming' on the doorpost in front of the house, so Liu Yiming is called Liu Yiming. Today, in the Fuzhong The servants found that the word 'Ming' was engraved on the front of the Young Master's room!"

The crowd erupted again.

Li Yanming frowned, and just wanted to rush out to ask what happened, what was left for a night, what was hanged for murder, his mind was a mess, and his usual shrewdness had long been disturbed by this series of messy things.

Boss Song grabbed him, "Are you going to break in like this?"

Li Yanming got angry when he saw him: "What does it have to do with you?"

Boss Song thought about it, yes, what does it have to do with him?

Li Yanming thought about it, but felt that something was wrong, so he turned around and went to the back door.

Seeing Young Master Li enter the house, Boss Song pouted secretly behind him, he was really bewitched, he actually cared about this little girl's life and death!

but……

He raised his eyebrows with interest, even Liu Yiming came out, it seems that the days to come will not be boring.

☆, a good night's dream

When Boss Song saw Li Yanming alive and kicking, the knot in his heart was gone, and he was in a good mood to eat and drink again.So joyously, he went to the vegetarian feast, eating and drinking for free.

The vegetarian feast at the owner's house is different from ordinary restaurants, and the taste is a bit more delicious than usual.

Those at the table with him also ate with gusto, leaving half their mouths to chat with others.

"The owner of the city is usually very stingy, why is he so generous this time, asking everyone in the city to eat and drink for free?"

A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks glanced at the servant of the city lord who was far away, and whispered: "I heard that the young master who died this time has a lot of background."

Boss Song's hand that was about to attack Bai Zhanji stopped immediately, leaned over and asked, "What's the origin, isn't he the son of the city lord's family?"

The sharp-billed monkey cheeks became more energetic when they heard the words. Just about to say something to Hu Tianhaidi, when he looked up and saw that it was Boss Song, he immediately put on a flattering face: "Isn't this Boss Song? Disrespectful, disrespectful."

Boss Song had an expression of "Who are you?"

The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked brother wiped his mouth, "The young one is from a small street in the west of the city, his name is Hou San, come here for a delicious meal."

Then he said seriously: "You don't know yet, I heard... that Mr. Li who died just came to Ningcheng three days ago. It is said that he is the cousin of the owner of the city and came from the capital."

"..." Boss Song glanced at him silently, "Isn't it Li Yanming?"

Hou San was taken aback, and said blankly, "What does it have to do with Li Yanming?"

Boss Song suddenly felt that his fame had collapsed.After thinking about it carefully, no one really said that it was Li Yanming who hanged himself.He touched his nose, "It's nothing, go eat your food!"

After a meal, Boss Song learned from other people's conversations that the dead son's brother was named Li Lian, the only seedling of a wealthy family in the capital, who wandered to Ningcheng on a whim, and immediately lived in the city lord's house.Now that he was killed in Ningcheng, the city lord was afraid of being angered by Li Lian's senior official father, but he tried his best to express his grief and regret in front of the Li family in the capital, and decided to arrest Liu Yiming within a month, so that he could confess to others .

Boss Song was half full after eating, and felt that people were too noisy and bored.Shun down a pot of wine and went back.

On the road, I passed the old tree with a crooked neck, and there was no tofu stand underneath, which looked very awkward.After thinking about it, he decided to visit Xiao Taoxian's house.

When he thought of Xiao Taoxian, he thought of Li Yanming's immoral things, and secretly scolded himself for worrying about this bastard just now.After passing two peach trees, go a few steps forward and you will arrive.He was about to knock on the door when it opened by itself.

Meeting the white-haired and bow-backed grandmother, Boss Song hurriedly said, "Grandmother, where are you going?"

Everything inside has been tidied up, as if preparing to leave the building empty.

The Ruan family's mother-in-law had bad eyesight, and looked at him warily: "I live alone here, the old woman, who are you looking for?"

Song Lao said: "I'm looking for Xiuxiu."

"Bah, you can call me Xiuxiu, a little bastard!"

Boss Song, who was scolded as a bastard, was not annoyed: "Grandmother, I..."

"Brother, why are you here?" Xiao Taoxian's voice came over.

The Ruan family's mother-in-law finally came to her senses: "You are the benefactor who saved Xiuxiu last time? The old lady is confused, she has committed a crime."

Boss Song hurriedly helped her up and comforted her with kind words.

After finally entering the room and sitting down, I learned that the mother-in-law and grandson were going to escape the limelight outside the city.

"I'm old, it's okay if half of my foot is buried in the soil, but Xiuxiu, a good girl, can't be ruined like this!"

Boss Song hurriedly persuaded: "Don't worry, that guy doesn't dare to come again."

After talking for a long time, Xiao Taoxian said: "Brother, are you hungry? I'll go and finish the tofu flower for you."

"Hey, don't, don't, I just finished the vegetarian feast at the city lord's house, and I'm full this time!"

"Su Yan? Who's dead?"

"Oh, it's the young master who came from the capital, what's his name Li Lian." Boss Song said casually.

Xiao Taoxian's eyes widened, and she said in surprise, "That bastard is dead?!"

Feeling so happy and disrespectful to the deceased, he hurriedly covered it up again.

"you recognize?"

Xiao Taoxian nodded, with an angry look on her face: "He is the one who took me into the kiln!"

This time it was Boss Song's turn to be surprised: "You said Li Lian harmed you?"

Xiao Taoxian said slowly: "That day I was selling tofu flowers on the street, and a man with a pink hair and oily noodles came to meet me. When he saw me, he behaved dishonestly. I was angry and threw tofu on his forehead, but the man Just let my followers drag me to Yan Qunfang, if not, it’s not Big Brother..."

Boss Song secretly thought it was bad, so Li Yanming hadn't had anything to do from the beginning to the end!

Xiao Taoxian originally planned to go out with her grandma to avoid the limelight, but now that Li Lian is dead, there is no need to hide anymore.

Coming out of Xiaotaoxian's house, Boss Song was very preoccupied.He usually does too many things, but this time it made him panic.Thinking of Li Yanming's appearance of wanting to eat his flesh raw, tsk tsk, it's quite exciting... Bah, bah, bah, what are you thinking?This time, I was really annoyed by myself, and I may not know how to retaliate.Oh, what an annoyance!

After a few days, Boss Song tossed and turned restlessly, so he simply got up and started wandering around at night.Thinking of the news I heard in the restaurant in broad daylight, I felt even more headache.Liu Yiming committed another crime, and this time the one who died was a tyrant in the north of the city, Wang Jinwang, a wealthy businessman. Not only did he die, but most of his life savings were embezzled, and those that could not be embezzled were also burned.

He shook his head and sighed lazily.Not long after, I found myself in front of the city lord's mansion, and couldn't help being happy.OK, we're all at the door, sneak in and see you!

So he rubbed his hands, stomped his feet, and climbed over the wall and went in.

While admiring the beauty and delicacy of the City Lord's Mansion, he feels that the powerful and rich are different, and the houses they live in are a hundred times that of ordinary people.While slowly thinking about which house Li Yanming lives in.

Dedicated to dig into the luxurious and luxurious house, jumped on the roof and lifted the tiles to look one by one. When he saw Li Yanming wiping his hair in front of the bathtub, Boss Song was overjoyed, and he finally caught him.

He slipped in through the window neatly, closed the window lightly and entered the house, thinking of scaring that idiot, Boss Song laughed so hard.As soon as he approached, Boss Song was dumbfounded.

Seen from above, there was nothing wrong with it, but looking at it from such a close distance, Boss Song only felt a shock in his heart, and all the blood in his body was rushing.

Li Yanming should have just taken a shower and wiped his long black hair. Right now, he is picking up the pure white underwear on the side and putting it on his body. The boss's eyes flickered.

Immediately swallowed his saliva, Boss Song who found himself stupid scolded him for his virtue.

"Who is it?" Li Yanming said coldly, fastened his robe and turned around, "Song!"

Boss Song smiled embarrassingly, but he failed to scare people, but was arrested.

Li Yanming frowned: "What are you doing here?"

A pair of pure black eyes rolled half a circle, and his expression became complicated and gloomy, "You, you..." You froze for a long time, but didn't say a complete sentence.

Boss Song was originally a very thick-skinned person, but the embarrassment on his face was swept away, and he returned to his original unscrupulous appearance.

"Me, what's wrong with me? What do you think I came here for without sleeping at night?" He said while approaching him step by step.

Li Yanming's face was flushed red, and he looked ashamed and angry, "This is the city lord's mansion, don't mess around."

Boss Song let out a happy voice: "What are you messing around with, Li Caobao, what kind of dirty things are in your head, what are you thinking about?"

Hearing what he said, Li Yanming's expression relaxed, and after recollecting it, he turned his brows coldly, snorted half-heartedly, and opened his mouth to call someone.Boss Song immediately rushed forward and covered his mouth, "What are you yelling for, be honest."

Li Yanming yelled a few times, his eyes were angry and anxious, staring so hard that his heart fluttered.Boss Song curled his lips: "It's done, I'm not kidding you. I'm here because of that shitty thing last time."

Li Yanming was taken aback for a moment, then stopped for a moment.

Looking at his black and white eyes, Boss Song rarely felt guilty, "Well, I didn't figure out what happened last time..." He looked left at the table and at the beams, "It's my fault."

Li Yanming's eyes widened, and he didn't react in a daze.

Boss Song saw that his head was hot, he slapped the man's face with a chirp, and then fled away quickly.

Faintly heard the angry voice from behind: "Bastard!"

Then there was the sound of "pinging, bang bang" and heavy objects hitting the ground.

Boss Song clicked his tongue, his temper is going to be exposed to the house.

Back home, Boss Song had a good night's sleep.

In the dream, I saw those slender and long white thighs, and saw the slender eyebrows. They looked so beautiful when they stared and raised their eyebrows, and so did the voice.Thinking about it, the scene in the dream quietly turned into a private room in a restaurant, and it also looked like a city lord's mansion, with a bathtub vaguely, steaming like a fairyland.Li Yanming's hair was loose, dripping at the ends, wearing a thin white underwear, leaning softly, sometimes scolding and sometimes laughing, it's hard to see the truth.

When he woke up, Boss Song was silent in front of his wet underpants.

He wiped his face and snorted twice.I just feel like I'm done cooking and I'm going to make a big fuss.

In just a few days, Li Yanming has changed from a domineering idiot to an unforgettable darling in his heart... Bah, what is a darling?People always want to take out their hearts and livers and feed them to dogs!

Thinking of this, Boss Song made a bitter face.

He has always been a casual and domineering master, and when he encounters rare things, he will try his best to get them.But who is Li Yanming?It's not that he has a noble status, but he is not worthy of others as a ruffian. When did Boss Song struggle with this?Rather, before that, what he liked were fluffy and delicate girls!

Then Li Yanming looked like a big man from both sides and verticals, and his temper was very bad. What kind of vision did he have? !

It's too late to lament these.

Boss Song lowered his head and sighed.

He raised his head again with a swish, his eyes glistened, and he took a fancy to it anyway, and recognized it.

Li Yanming on the other side got up with dark circles under his eyes, his air pressure was low, and he looked like he hadn't slept well.He really didn't know that someone was thinking about him early in the morning, and he was still secretly angry.When eating breakfast, he poked at the porridge so hard that he completely vented his anger on Boss Song's face.

Li Chengyao, City Lord Li couldn't stand it any longer, "Eat well!"

Those grains are all money, the prodigal son.

Li Yanming didn't even look at him, picked up the bowl, and poured it all into his stomach with a few whimpers. "Peng" put the bowl back on the table, leaving a sentence: "I'm full."

"Ah." The woman with heavy makeup beside her pretended to be surprised, and cast a reproachful look at Li Chengyao: "Master..."

Li Chengyao's heart sank immediately, and he immediately turned to his son with a straight face: "What's the matter?"

Li Yanming squinted at the woman on the side, his eyes were full of disdain, "A maiko can serve on the table, what kind of dignity can our family have."

After all, he left the table without looking back.

It was a terrible meal.

Li Yanming wanted to go for a walk in the backyard. When he passed the lobby, he saw the coffin in the middle, and lost all mood for a moment.

"Yan Wu, when will this coffin be placed?"

The servant who was named hurriedly greeted him, "Go back to the young master, the master ordered that until the Li family in the capital comes, you must keep offering."

Li Yanming frowned in disgust: "If the body stinks, you have to put it at home?"

Yan Wu knew that the young master's obsession with cleanliness was serious, so he said anxiously: "Already, someone has already ordered someone to transport ice cubes to freeze."

Li Yanming didn't want to stay here any longer, knowing that he couldn't find any satisfactory results, so he waved his sleeves and left.After walking a few steps, I heard the noise outside. This group of people came early in the morning to eat for free.

"How long will the vegetarian banquet be held?"

"Master, today is the last day."

Li Yanming went straight out the door with a cold face.

Who would have thought that as soon as they went out, they would hear an untidy voice shouting: "Hey, isn't this Ayan?"

Li Yanming didn't turn his head because he felt someone calling him, but the voice was so familiar that it was difficult not to recognize it.Turning around, sure enough, Boss Song's glaring face appeared in sight, with porridge still smeared around his mouth, and he was looking at him with a grin.

"What Ayan?!" This is the city lord's mansion, and in the presence of the public, it is expected that this hooligan will not do anything out of the ordinary. Li Yanming's tone is unabashedly aggressive, smelly, and ruthless.

Boss Song was not annoyed, wiped his mouth, and walked towards him, "Who else but you?"

Boss Song was secretly happy, as soon as he realized what he wanted, this person appeared, wasn't it just fate.

He probably forgot that this was Li Yanming's home, and it was normal for him to show up at his home early in the morning.

The mentality has changed, and the attitude has also changed. Boss Song is thinking about how to get along with each other, "Have you eaten yet?"

"..." Li Yanming gave him a gouged look with complicated eyes, with "boring" written all over his face, he snorted coldly, and stopped talking to him.

Seeing Li Yanming's relentless back, Boss Song was stunned, slapped his face, and thought: This little bastard just needs to be dealt with!You should be tough on him.

☆, Liu Yiming's own handwriting

Boss Song idly finished his breakfast, lunch and dinner at the city lord's house, but he didn't wait for Li Yanming to come back, instead he waited for a group of extravagant lords to come.

A long time ago, I saw Housekeeper Ying Feng Ying rushing in to make an announcement. Not long after, I heard from afar that the city lord inside seemed to be dead... Bah, bah, what a silly metaphor, Boss Song cursed inwardly, like killing a pig There was a sound of howling, and then a bloated middle-aged man covered in plain clothes rushed out, followed by a well-built woman covered in white clothes, her face was also stained with tears, so miserable.

The two rushed to the door and fell directly on the head of a middle-aged man with a beard. The city lord burst into tears, "Vice General Fang, Li is sorry for the general, Li failed to take good care of Lian'er, and unexpectedly Let that thief... woo woo..." After speaking, he was choked with sobs.

The expression on the face of the man called Lieutenant Fang did not change, and he helped Li Chengyao up with a decent manner: "What is Li Chengzhu saying, there is a grievance and a debt, and the general will deal with the enmity of Young Master Lian. You get up first."

Li Chengyao saw that the man had no intention of blaming him, so he put down the boulder in his heart, and hurriedly got up: "Vice General Fang, Master Lian...his body is in the lobby."

Vice General Fang nodded, and all the people were ushered into the house.

After watching the good show, Boss Song clicked his lips.

Ningcheng is not a big or small place, and it is rare for a dead person to be silent for a few days.What they didn't know was that the capital far away in the sky was greatly shaken by Li Lian's death.There is nothing unusual about Li Lian himself. The dudes in the capital are good at whoring and gambling, and it is commonplace to rob people's daughters.What is Ning Cheng's son, he is a gangster in the capital.

The reason why Li Lian is so domineering is all due to his father Li Guang, the general of Zhenyuan.Li Guang was born in a humble family, and his position on the battlefield was extremely high in the court. The loss of his only son this time was a huge blow.

Almost the next day after hearing the news of Er'er's death, he sent his subordinates to Ningcheng. Vice-General Fang was his confidant, and he was just the first batch to arrive.

Boss Song shook his head, and thought of Liu Yiming who appeared out of nowhere and caused a storm all over the city recently, and felt dizzy.It seemed that Ning Cheng was restless.

Boss Song walked out of the city lord's mansion, still sad for the spring and autumn, suddenly thought, what did Li Yanming do if he didn't return to the mansion so late.

As soon as this idea came up, I saw a swaying figure walking towards here.Take a closer look, isn't it Li Yanming, Mr. Li!

He seemed to be drunk, and his walking steps were unsteady. He leaned on the wall and stared at the front in a daze.

Boss Song wanted to take the opportunity to play him well, and then thought, maybe he went to drink flower wine? !

In an instant, the yin fire came up, stepped over, grabbed the man's sleeve: "What are you doing?"

Li Yanming seemed to be wondering why he couldn't make it through, and squinted his eyes in confusion, looking at him.

Boss Song was really not used to seeing him like this, so he rushed up and sniffed, but he didn't smell any fragrance of makeup powder, so he smiled, "Do you still recognize who I am?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him.

"Crack", Li Yanming opened his dangling hand and rushed over: "Song's bastard!"

It's a pity that Mr. Li in normal condition couldn't beat him, let alone Mr. Li who was drunk, he sent himself up instead of beating anyone.

Boss Song took Mr. Li who was "throwing himself into his arms" and said, "Oh, you're so drunk, you still recognize me!"

The tone was protracted and raised, and it was frustrating.

Li Yanming in his arms didn't move. Boss Song realized something was wrong after holding him for a long time, so he hurriedly moved him away a little, revealing a sleeping face with closed eyes and red nose.

Boss Song put away his playful thoughts, stretched out his hand to touch that skinny and tender face, and moved it to the corner of his eyes. He had never seen Li Yanming like this before, and he was not cold-eyed to him on weekdays. Just guarding against anger, how have you ever been so docile?

"Why are you still crying?"

His tone was helpless, and there was a distress that he didn't even realize.

The corners of Li Yanming's eyes were wet, and there was a tangled sadness between his brows, which couldn't be removed no matter how much he wiped.

Boss Song glanced at the gate of the city lord's mansion behind him, then at Mr. Li, who was drunk in his arms, and took him away from the gate as if nothing had happened.

He was the last one to come out, and the rest of the loafers went home early after their stomachs were full, their wives and children were hot on the kang, and the only one left was Boss Song, an idler.As soon as he stepped out of the gate with his front foot, the person in charge on his back foot immediately closed the gate tightly, like sending out a plague, he didn't even light the two white cloth lanterns in front of the gate.He shrugged his shoulders and didn't care about this kind of snob. He was just surprised that the young master of the Li family didn't return home, and he didn't see anyone worried about waiting for the door. Looking at Li Yanming's drunken and pitiful appearance, he felt that the rich people always have a lot of confusion account.

The city lord's mansion was far away from Boss Song's small dilapidated nest, and he didn't mind the trouble. He carried the man back home in a hurry, and threw him directly on his creaking wooden bed.Li Yanming seemed to be knocked down, hummed, turned over and pointed at the wall.

Boss Song chuckled and consciously lay down on the outside of the bed.

I thought I could eat tofu, have a good time with my hands, and sleep well, but I didn't realize it. When Boss Song thought of the things that happened to the person next to him and himself, his mind fluttered, and the more he lay down, the more energetic he became. No drowsiness.

He got up lightly and went down to the ground, and turned into a more shabby and smaller room, where a pile of sundries were placed in a mess, and a cabinet with a half-broken door was crookedly placed in the corner.He smiled, groped in the darkness, opened another cabinet door that was intact, squatted down, and lifted the wooden board at the bottom of the cabinet, revealing a dark hole in the ground.

Boss Song sneaked in nimbly, and after a while, with a gray face on the top of his head, he crawled out with a small box in his hand, and he couldn't help but smile.

Back in the room again, Li Yanming was lying on his back and fast asleep.Boss Song lit a candle, and there was a faint light in the room, which was dim and soft, and it illuminated Mr. Li in his sleep completely without his usual arrogance, and still had a little bit of cuteness.

Boss Song opened the small box in his hand, and there was an inkstone lying inside, with exquisite workmanship and excellent color.He huffed and fiddled for a long time, took out a bamboo chopstick, and dipped it in the prepared ink.I wondered where to write better.

This treasure is a spiritual ink that never fades for ten years, and it can't be washed off with one stroke, no matter how white water lard is.

Where can you not worry about being seen by outsiders, but also not be discovered by the Lord himself?

back?Shaking his head, it's not uncommon for a man to be shirtless. What if Mr. Li shows his back one day for others to see?thigh?Shaking his head, Li Yanming found out as soon as he took a shower and lowered his head. Why don't you fight yourself desperately?

After thinking about it for a long time, Boss Song frowned.

Got it!

He suddenly showed a satisfied expression.Leaning over, he turned Li Yanming, who was sleeping soundly, on his stomach with his head down and his butt up.

The big hand rubbed the round buttocks obscenely, and pulled off the man's pants in two or three strokes, revealing the white buttocks.Boss Song clicked his lips, pondered for a moment, then returned to his senses and picked up the pen, brushing a few strokes on the right buttocks, flying like a dragon and flying around with a pen.In the end, he breathed a few breaths at the wet handwriting before nodding in satisfaction.

Reflecting the dim candlelight, Mr. Li's snow-white buttocks are covered with a small "Ming" word crookedly. The brushwork is soft and disorderly. It looks like children's graffiti, like pigs splashed on white paper The blood, the violent waste of things, is too horrible to look at.

The instigator still had a look of admiration and complacency on his face, he was really shameless and scoundrel.

"This is Liu Yiming's handwriting. Look at the style of the brush, look at the handwriting. Can ordinary people compare to it?"

Finally satisfied, Boss Song casually threw Lingmo under the bed, slipped into the bed, and deliberately refused to help others put his pants back on.

A good night's dream.

The next day, from afar, I heard a howl like a pig being killed from Boss Song's room.

Boss Song was having a sweet dream, and when he didn't pay attention, he felt the world spinning, his whole body seemed to be run over by a wheel, and he woke up from the dream screaming.As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Li Yanming's face was cold, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was about to eat him alive.

"Ayan, the murder in the early morning?"

He rubbed his back and got up from the ground as if nothing had happened.

"Where is this?" Li Yanming's voice was cool, and his eyes were filled with undisguised disgust.The greasy sheets, the dusty walls, and the musty smell challenged his limits.

"My family." Boss Song replied honestly, his eyes couldn't help but peek at the baggy pants in front of him, especially the soft flesh that was exposed at the waist.

"Why am I here?"

Boss Song twitched: "Last night, you... were drunk."

"What's with you?"

Boss Song acted like a little girl who had been taken advantage of: "You are holding on to her sleeves, and you will follow me desperately."

"Impossible!" Li Yanming immediately vetoed, "I will never go with you even if I go with a sow!"

"..." Boss Song held his heart together.

"You, what did you do to me?" Li Yanming pointed at him with trembling fingers, gritted his teeth, and pulled up his pants forcefully.

The soft flesh on the waist disappeared, and Boss Song was a little disappointed, "What can I do to you, haven't we done everything we should or shouldn't do?"

"Rogue... surnamed Song, you are simply..."

"What is it, Ayan, didn't you sleep soundly in my bed last night, why did you turn your face and deny anyone so early in the morning?"

"Who is your name, Ayan?!"

"Of course it's you!"

"Shut up, don't call that!"

"All right, all right, I won't call or call. Is this the head office, Ayan?"

"..." Li Yanming's chest rose and fell, obviously shocked by Boss Song's thick skin, and he thought about his words: "If I offended you before, please let Boss Song forget the past and just be passers-by from now on, we... two Qing, how is it?"

"Okay." Boss Song's face was full of joy, "It's great that we are in love with each other!"

"Get out of here!" Mr. Li yelled angrily, and kicked him over.

Boss Song stretched out his hand and caught it with a smile: "Ayan, are your legs sore?"

Facing such a shameless person, Li Yanming was angry and impatient, and he said loudly: "My surname is Song, I think I have never provoked you, you first beat me repeatedly, and then humiliated me on the street. , even..." At this point, I still felt that it was hard to say, I just gritted my teeth, "Why are you bullying everywhere, so unreasonable?"

Boss Song was stunned for a moment, his eyes fluttered, and his mouth was still a foolish tone: "Are you still wronged?"

After finishing speaking, he saw Li Yanming's black and white eyes looking straight at him, the light in his eyes was extremely complex.Under such gaze, Boss Song accidentally let him go.

Li Yanming turned and left without stopping.

Before leaving, he slammed the door, and heard the sound of "Peng", which shook Boss Song's heart.

☆, Mr. Li leaves home

For the next few days, Boss Song didn't see Li Yanming again.

Whether it was Yunhe Tower, which he often went to, or the City Lord's Mansion, Boss Song never bumped into him.

After a few days, I heard someone on the road talking about a happy event: City Lord Li is old enough to have a son.

He recalled the round middle-aged man he saw at the Vegetarian Banquet last time and the woman with a good figure beside him, thinking that he could have children at this age.

Li Chengyao is nearly fifty years old, and has only had one son, Li Yanming, for decades.No matter how many women there are in the family, they will never be able to give birth to a second one.Therefore, no matter how stinky Li Yanming's reputation was or how violent his temper was, he could keep his eyes open and bear it.Now, there are nearly half a hundred people, and the aunt at home is happy to turn around. According to the doctor's diagnosis, it has been more than two months at least, and I have calculated it with a secret method. Ten out of ten sons can make City Master Li happy and quarrel She clamored to straighten her aunt who was a maiko.

Boss Song sounded very unhappy.It's not that I haven't had a son, so why are you so happy?

I also thought, is it related to this matter that Li Yanming's absence these days has something to do with it?

Just when I was about to go to investigate, I heard people talking about another major event, first Master Shen and Wu Yuanwai were stolen, then Li Lian's death, and now another person died in the city, Wu Zitai.

He had seen this Wu Zitai before, and he was very close to Li Yanming on weekdays. He was the one who was thrown out of the box when he rushed into the Yunhe Tower.

Wu Zitai was tied up with a boulder and thrown into the river to drown.A small tree by the river innocently had the words "Ming" engraved on his body.

Two people died in a row, Ning Cheng panicked for a while, and he didn't dare to go out at night.However, some people also said that the chivalrous thief Liu Yiming has always only robbed the rich and dog officials, killed villains and thieves, and would not implicate ordinary people.Rumors abounded in all directions.

Boss Song still looked like he had nothing to do with these things, but his steps had already automatically walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.Once acquainted with each other, this time he climbed over the wall neatly, just about to walk towards Li Yanming's room, but learned from the maid's conversation that Li Yanming had a big fight with Li Chengyao after learning that his aunt was happy, and left The mansion has not returned for many days.

Boss Song frowned and thought, where did Ayan go?

She curled her lips, her posture of looking for a wife all over the street is really cowardly.

However, thinking of the behavior of "Liu Yiming", those who died were all well-known playboys in the city.Ning Cheng said that it is not big, there are only a handful of people with reputation, and there are even fewer people with reputation and bad reputation.He was a little worried that Li Yanming might be missed.

Gathered a bunch of young people and told them to report to Li Yanming when they saw him.

The younger brother was very excited and asked, "Boss, why are you punishing him this time?"

Boss Song looked at him deeply for a while, and found that it was Quan Zi who was taught by Li Yanming last time.

Quanzi laughed like a dog, seeing that the boss had a wrong expression, he hurriedly sneered a few times, and slipped away with an excuse.

In the end, a beggar squatting near the restaurant sent the news that Mr. Li had entered the Guangyuan Inn two days ago and hadn't seen him come out.Boss Song hurried over immediately.It was rare not to kick the door or turn over the window, he knocked on the door a few times politely, but there was no response for a long time.Shaking his head, he was determined again, as expected he should be tough.

After thinking about it, he kicked it away without hesitation.

As soon as I entered, I could smell the strong smell of alcohol, the house was in a mess, and I could vaguely see a human figure protruding from the quilt on the bed.

Closing the door behind his back, Boss Song strode forward, seeing the "big bag" that was tightly wrapped in the quilt on the bed without leaving a single seam, he put his hands on it and rubbed it politely.

"Big Bao" twisted and grunted impatiently, and then loosened the quilt, revealing half a pair of narrowed eyes, as if he hadn't woken up, "Who is it?"

Xu Shi was still in a daze, and the ending sound was so coquettish that it made Boss Song's heart flutter.

He leaned forward and sniffed it. Li Yanming didn't smell too much of alcohol, he didn't seem drunk, but rather sleepy.

"Ayan, are you waiting for your husband on the bed in broad daylight?"

Hearing Boss Song's voice, Li Yanming's eyelids twitched, but his face was still confused, "My surname is Song...why are you here?"

Tsk tsk, it's all the same word, but the tone is different, so the whole thing is different.Listen to this soft-spoken voice while sleepy and drowsy!

Boss Song became malicious again, and his hands on the quilt didn't move.