[Rebirth] Messiah of the Nightingale

The long night continues.

He Qianming looked at the young man leaning on his shoulder and scratched his hair in annoyance.

The young man's cheeks still have a little baby fat, because he just cried, his eyes and nose are red and moist, and his lips are opened and closed, with the color of jelly.

In the dim light of the bar, it is extremely charming and charming.

He Qianming looked away, picked up the Tang knife and walked out.The young man's footsteps were crooked and he almost fell to the ground.He couldn't stand it anymore, bent down to pick up the person, and left the bar silently.

Tang Dao was still murmuring in a daze: "More..."

"Yes, I want your head! You want a hair when you're drunk!"

Tang Dao smirked, and suddenly kissed him on the back of the neck.

He Qianming was in a bad mood, he slapped back and said, "Be honest, or else I'll throw you in the garbage and feed it to the dogs!"

Tang Dao understood the word "throwing", wrapped his limbs around He Qianming and cried loudly, "Brother! Brother! Don't leave me! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"It's so noisy." With him on his back, He Qianming managed to walk through the noisy crowd and onto the street.There were not many pedestrians on the road in the middle of the night. Occasionally, a stray dog ​​ran past. He stopped, took out his mobile phone to call his assistant, and then stood on the side of the road waiting for the bus.

Tang Dao was still crying behind his back. He Qianming hated drunks the most, but he couldn't leave it alone.He couldn't help but began to sigh again, how did it become like this?

At first it was just drinking, but Tang Dao kept complaining that his brother ignored him, and that the better his father treated him, the colder his brother would be to him.

He also gradually understood.

Tang Yunhua wanted to get his youngest son into the board of directors, but Tang Dao sneaked away and ran to participate in the sailing competition.Then the conflict broke out until tonight. Tang Yunhua lost his temper with Tang Dao at first, but after a few quarrels, the flames of war shifted to Tang Yue.

Tang Dao contradicted his father angrily, but in the end Tang Yue didn't look him straight.

The little boy Tang Dao felt that his sincerity was being trampled by his elder brother, and he was suddenly very sad, so he came out to drink to relieve his sorrow.He couldn't find anyone, so he dragged out He Qianming who was at the same banquet.

He Qianming felt that he was really the king of lying guns. Your Tang family's house is restless. Why did I come to deal with the aftermath?

Lin Lin and the driver arrived very quickly, and they wanted to help Tang Dao down, but the kid clung to He Qianming like an octopus.

He Qianming had no choice but to let him pester him all the way back to the hotel, and quietly returned to the room through the staff passage.

Tang Dao still clung to him, Lin Lin and another assistant tried to pull him away, but they were sweating profusely in the end.He Qianming couldn't see it, and lay on the bed waving his hands, with a face of resignation, "Forget it, let's leave it at that. Don't tell anyone about this, ah."

Lin Lin nodded with a half-smile, and was glared at by He Qianming, "If I see similar rumors on Weibo, I will fire you!"

Lin Lin looked aggrieved: "Boss, it's unreasonable."

He Qianming snorted coldly, raised his chin arrogantly, "I'm right!"

Lin Lin was blinded by Queen Ming's arrogance, and then He Qianming roared again, "Don't pull my hair, brat, are you itchy!"

Lin Lin closed the door and sighed softly.

It's one thing to joke about selling corruption, but it's not good to play it for real.

He Qianming obviously didn't realize that although the second young master's mother passed away early, he was still spoiled and spoiled since he was a child and never served anyone.

Now he undresses Tang Dao clumsily, delivers water for a while, and helps him to vomit in the bathroom for a while.In the middle, Lin Lin came to deliver hangover soup, but Tang Dao only drank half of it, and sprinkled the rest on He Qianming.

After tossing until the boy fell asleep peacefully, He Qianming took a shower and changed out of his messy clothes.

I am truly the Holy Father.He Qianming touched his face full of emotions, and lay back on the bed, thinking that he could consider taking some pictures of this kind of characters in the future.

Two-thirds of the double bed was taken up by Tang Dao, his clothes had been stripped off, and the air conditioner was fully turned on. As soon as he sensed that the heat source was approaching, he automatically rolled over and hugged He Qianming tightly again.

He Qianming was still immersed in the compassionate and holy light of being the Holy Father, so he gently stroked the young man's soft hair.

"That pervert Tang Yue is not good enough for you," he patted Tang Dao's head, speaking earnestly, regardless of whether the kid could hear him or not, "selfish, insidious, shameless, heartless and ruthless, if you like brother so much, I'll be your brother gone."

After he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, and immediately shook his head, "No, no, no, I don't want to be your brother, so I'll give you my brother."

Tang Dao didn't wake up, and continued talking in his sleep in the dark, "I still have to..."

Then He Qianming roared in a low voice, "Food! That's my finger... The saliva is coming out... Hey, don't bite! Get out!!"

This morning in New York came with mixed feelings.

After Qu Hai woke up, he saw the eye-catching news of "Qu Hai suffered a cold reception" on countless websites, and lost his temper again, smashing everything in the room that could be smashed.If it weren't for the sponsor's sake, the hotel would have invited the Buddha out long ago.

When He Qianming woke up, he was greeted with a punch in the face.

Du Feng was miserable. He was woken up by the stench outside the motel. It turned out that a drunkard vomited outside his window.

When Tang Yue woke up, his face was a little grim, and he had slept all night defenselessly.

Ouyang Fan curled up in a chair beside him, with a faint smile on his mouth.

He sat up slowly, thinking of the little singer who actually sang a lullaby in his ear, and instead of interrupting him, he fell asleep just like that. This kind of thing was unprecedented, which made the man confused for a moment.

Ouyang Fan heard the movement and got up quickly, "Mr. Tang, you are awake, do you want breakfast?"

"Well. When did Qi Yan leave?"

"Last night, you left after falling asleep." Ouyang Fan told the truth, carefully looking at Tang Yue's face.

Tang Yue didn't speak, his eyes fell on the wine glass on the bedside table, the ice had already melted, and the remaining half glass of rum was still reminding him of the absurdity of last night.

For Tang Yue, it was normal for him to have sex with the little singer overnight.

There is nothing more absurd than falling asleep to a lullaby.

"Send those two glasses over for inspection," he ordered, and went into the bathroom, running cold water over his head.

Of course, the final test results were disappointing, and neither the wine nor the glass showed any abnormalities.

When Qi Yan woke up, his eye circles were blue, and he lay on the bed weakly in a daze.

Luo Yiping was also a little sloppy, but he still came to urge him to get up with dedication.

"Hey, you're not used to it either?" Qi Yan felt comforted, although it wasn't because of jet lag.

After returning to the room, his mind has been in a mess, thinking about a lot of things, and he fell asleep almost at dawn.

When Tang Yue was with him, it was not without fond memories.

That man is born a saint of love, he doesn't need sweet words, and he doesn't need much enthusiasm, just a simple look or a word can make people think that he is deeply loved.

The more this is the case, the more difficult it is for people to accept his ruthlessness.

Human emotions are not pencil drawings, which disappear when erased.Even if it is a pencil drawing, using an eraser will leave marks.It is so clean and neat, it is simply not human.

Qi Yan didn't realize that he had inadvertently penetrated the truth, and his thoughts had already shifted to He Qianqiu.

He can start a new relationship in order to forget the past.But no matter what, I can't bear to be tossed like this again.

Qi Yan tried to imagine the scene where He Qianqiu suddenly turned ruthless and left him behind.

Then I fell asleep until dawn, and felt at that moment that the world should be destroyed.

Luo Yiping opened the curtains, and he also trembled in his heart. In fact, it wasn't all because of his biological clock not being adjusted, but He Qianqiu said not to mention it, so naturally he didn't dare to mention it.

After Qi Yan finished washing lazily, Luo Yiping confirmed the itinerary with him and said, "Don't order room service, go to the restaurant for breakfast. I heard that there are Fijian milk and Irish raspberries flown in this morning."

"...no meat?"

"Recent subject matter restrictions... Ah no, eat lightly early in the morning, and I ordered Kobe steak for you at noon."

Only then was Qi Yan satisfied, and followed Luo Yiping to the restaurant.

The restaurant matching the hotel was quiet and elegant, and He Qianqiu was sitting alone, drinking fruit juice.He is tall and tall, and his plaid shirt sets off a leisurely and gentle temperament. He has both the mysterious beauty influenced by oriental civilization and the masculinity and calmness that crosses races.Someone even tried to secretly take pictures, but was discouraged by the staff in the restaurant.

When Qi Yan saw He Qianqiu, his footsteps froze, "I still think it's better to have breakfast in the room."

How could Luo Yiping let him escape? He dragged and pushed him to the opposite side of He Qianqiu, sat down with his shoulders pressed, and said with a smile: "Mr.

He Qianqiu hummed and called the waiter to order.

Qi Yan inexplicably felt guilty, held up the menu to cover his face, and the illusion that his husband cheated on him and his wife caught him in bed spontaneously arose.

He Qianqiu even ordered his share, combined the two menus and handed them to the waiter, "What, did you do something bad last night?"

Qi Yan had no cover, so he could only lower his head and shake desperately, "Absolutely, absolutely not!"

"look up."

Qi Yan gave up pretending to be an ostrich, and continued to lower his head and close his eyes without looking at him.

After a while, He Qianqiu's voice sounded again, a little low and slow.

"Xiao Yan..."

A word suddenly flashed in Qi Yan's mind, that person looked at him with indifferent eyes, and said to him: "Xiao Yan, I'm really disappointed in you." Holding the napkin, trembling a little.

He Qianqiu continued: "Do you want to go out with me this afternoon? I want to take you to see someone."

Qi Yan was stunned, as if something cold and hard had been melted deep in his heart, gathering into water vapor and blurring his eyes.He rubbed his eyes vigorously, nodded again and again, "Okay, who is it?"

He Qianqiu looked at him pretending to look up as if nothing had happened, but couldn't hide the red circles under his eyes, and finally smiled again.The words that Messiah 2.0 had persuaded him seemed to still ring in his ears.

No matter as customer service or as He Qianqiu, it is impossible for him to hug Qi Yan all the time and walk his own path instead of him.These are tests that Qi Yan must face alone, even if the means Qi Yan chooses are not so satisfactory.

These small details can be adjusted slowly.

He Qianqiu put down the white porcelain cup exuding the fragrance of tea, and smiled even more cheerfully, "I'm going to meet a very important woman."

After the tortured breakfast, Qi Yan went back to the room with a sullen face.

He really regretted agreeing to He Qianqiu to accompany him to see some important woman.

He Qianqiu said: "Because she is your fan, knowing that you are in New York, she wants to meet no matter what."

Forget it, but there are actually two people coming to visit together, this woman is so arrogant!

Qi Yan was sullen for a while, and decided to get down to business first.He searched the record company and Wang Dacheng on the Internet, and there didn't seem to be anything strange on the surface.

Extraordinary information must be obtained by extraordinary means, and Qi Yan deeply regrets that he has too few resources now.

Qi Yan finally decided to take a risk.He temporarily registered an email address, and sent an email to Wang Dacheng according to the address on the business card, with the title: "I have news about Pandora's box."

Within a few minutes, Wang Dacheng replied: "Pandora's box? The one in Greek mythology?"

Tell you to pretend.

Qi Yan sneered, and typed lightly: "M that." Melody, at least on Earth, must be pronounced with the beginning of M.

It took Wang Dacheng a long time before he replied, "Which one?"

Qi Yan grabbed the phone and stared at it with wide eyes. There is more than one Pandora's box?

The author has something to say:

System: 150 energy points, at least 15 kisses.

Qi Yan: Mouth will be swollen! !

System: How about another way, 20 points for this and that, 50 points for that and that, etc.

Qi Yan: Like, if Mr. He doesn't object.

He Qianqiu: Although I don't object, I always feel that it is being used as a tool...