Zha Gong cried bitterly for me after rebirth

Bai Qingjiu can't hide it from him. Instead of being suspicious, it's better to tell the truth: "Mr. Wei invited me to go abroad together. He appreciates my paintings. There are many opportunities abroad. He hopes that I..."

"Hmph, he likes you."

"Do not……"

As soon as Murong Qin raised his eyes, Bai Qingjiu was so frightened that he immediately retorted: "It's not that I like it, it's just that I appreciate it."

"It looks the same to me."

Murong Qin stood up and forced him to the corner of the table: "I didn't realize before that you are so likable."

"Nothing."

"They like to go as long as they like, as long as you are mine."

Bai Qingjiu couldn't help blushing: "I just want to be liked by you, too."

"What did you say? Louder."

Bai Qingjiu shook his head: "Stop talking."

Murong Qin held him in his arms: "Tell me quickly, or I will be rude to you."

Bai Qingjiu pressed against his chest, tiptoed to his left ear: "I like you, Murong Qin."

After he finished speaking, the lower part of his neck was completely red. He had held back the words for five years, and now he couldn't feel enough saying it once. If he could, he would also like to tell the future Murong Qin. He would say it every day until he got tired of it .

Murong Qin threw him on the sofa, and the two of them got down together. What seemed easier to do, Bai Qingjiu was tickled and giggled: "Murong...don't..."

Murong Qin bit his ear: "Don't refuse, do you know that I'm going to die of jealousy."

"Uh……"

"Give back the key tomorrow, and I'll be with you."

Bai Qingjiu was still worried about what he would do to Wei Chengyuan, so he hurriedly explained: "Mr. Wei and I have nothing!"

"I know."

"Neither with anyone else."

Murong Qin proceeded gently and slowly: "Should I say the next sentence, this child is mine."

"You... would you believe it?"

"Believe me, I will believe whatever you say."

Bai Qingjiu gritted his teeth and tried to cooperate, his voice was intermittent: "Actually, I... I know another you, I think, if one day I can meet that you again, we can... very good, very good."

Murong Qin didn't speak. I don't know how much he listened to, and even if he listened, how much he believed. After all, all this is too absurd.

The lingering love at this moment is something that Bai Qingjiu can't even imagine in his dreams.

It doesn't matter who I am.

The next day, Murong Qin said that he would take him to return the key, and he didn't come back until that evening. Before, Bai Qingjiu would never call to ask him where he was, but now that they have such a good relationship, he wouldn't be angry if he asked.

Bai Qingjiu remembered his phone number, and it was more familiar than his own. After connecting, Bai Qingjiu said anxiously: "Murong, are you still at work? I made dinner and sent it to you, okay?"

A contemptuous laugh came from the other side of the phone: "Dinner? Mr. Murong and I have already had dinner, you should save your energy, and don't look at yourself, how could Mr. Murong have a crush on you."

Bai Qingjiu clenched the phone tightly, and said in a blunt tone, "Where's Murong Qin?"

"Of course I don't want to talk to you. Men are outside in a romantic way, and they hate disturbing people who don't care."

"Give him the phone."

"Think beautifully."

Xue Qin ruthlessly hung up the phone. At the project kick-off meeting, Murongqin felt empty after finishing his speech, and told his assistant, "Check where I lost my phone."

Xue Qin walked around from behind: "Mr. Murong, I found a mobile phone in the background, I don't know if it's yours."

Next, Murong Qin, it was already nine o'clock, and he almost forgot what he promised: "Xiao Fan, I leave this place to you, I still have something to do."

"Director, the chairman will be here soon."

Murong Qin paused for a moment: "Tell him I'm leaving."

Assistant Xiao Fan chased him out of the door: "The chairman came here to clarify your identity. If you leave now, wouldn't you be giving up a great opportunity."

"Opportunities are always there, promises are only one."

Murong Qin took the key from the driver's hand, drove away alone, and called Bai Qingjiu on the way, but no one answered.

At the airport in the suburbs, it was close to eleven o'clock when Baishen arrived. Wei Chengyuan said, "I'm really sorry, Xiao Lin's enrollment in France is ahead of schedule, we have to leave early."

Bai Qingjiu left in a hurry, panting slightly: "Mr. Wei, I'm the one who apologizes, I haven't replied to you, and I've delayed you for so long."

"Xiaobai, have you thought about it yet?"

Bai Qingjiu took a breath, with a firm expression on his face: "Mr. Wei, thank you for your kindness. I am willing to stay in China. There are people and things I can't let go of here. I love Chinese painting. I really don't know what to paint when I go abroad."

Wei Chengyuan smiled warmly: "Xiaobai, I respect your choice, and I hope you will be happy. When you come to France in the future, please be sure to contact me."

"Well, good." Bai Qingjiu almost forgot his business, and took out the key: "Mr. Wei, return the key to you, and bring Xiao Lin back to China in the future, this will always be your home."

Wei Chengyuan hesitated for a while and then said, "I'm afraid you don't really need it now, does he treat you well?"

"Ok?"

"Murong Qin, I can see that you rejected me because of him."

"I..." Bai Qingjiu couldn't hide his smile: "He treats me very well."

"It's so late, why didn't he accompany you?"

"Oh, he's still busy."

Wei Chengyuan sighed: "Xiaobai, I hope your choice is right. We are leaving, and we will meet again when we have a chance."

"Goodbye, Xiao Lin, goodbye."

Bai Qingjiu watched the father and son leave, and couldn't help but feel a little blank. When he walked to the exit, he realized that it was raining heavily outside. Bai Qingjiu came by taxi and only brought a mobile phone. It was so late, and Murong Qin even made a phone call. nothing.

He borrowed an umbrella from the service desk, it was difficult to get a taxi late at night, and Bai Qingjiu walked against the rain for a long time, and there was no car to stop waving all the way, he stood at the bus stop, his thin body was blown by the strong wind, and his hair was wet sticking to the face.

You have to find a way. If you spend the night here, the child will definitely not be able to stand it. There is a rest room not far away.

Oops!child……

Bai Qingjiu couldn't do anything to save himself for a moment, so he could only throw away the umbrella and protect his stomach with his hands. He didn't fall to the ground, but was hugged by a strong and powerful body.

In just a few seconds, the clothes of both of them were wet. Murong Qin hugged him and panted heavily, and was very angry: "Bai Qingjiu, what are you doing here at night?"

Bai Qingjiu froze for a moment, then called softly: "Murong Qin, is that you?"

"Who else but me, get in the car first."

Murong Qin picked him up and threw him into the car, returned to the driver and gripped the steering wheel tightly, not a single part of his body was clean.

Bai Qingjiu hugged his knees and shivered: "I'm sorry, the chair is dirty."

Murong Qin turned on the air conditioner to the maximum: "Take off your clothes."

"..."

"Did you hear that, take off your wet clothes, or you'll catch a cold."

Bai Qingjiu took off his clothes slowly, and threw them under his feet, such a bare and sleek appearance was too bad, but his body was finally warmer.

Murong Qin was driving in the wind and rain, and a tree was blown off in the middle of the road, and the road to the airport was cut off.

He was about to make a detour, but Bai Qingjiu grabbed the back of his chair: "It's raining too much, let's stop for a while before leaving."

"Sit down and don't move."

Bai Qingjiu grabbed his clothes: "Murong, have you been drinking?"

Murong Qin slowed down: "A little bit."

"You can't drive at all, let's stop, Shoe!"

Murong Qin drove the car to a flat and open place, got out of the car alone and opened the trunk, Bai Qingjiu lay on the window: "Murong Qin, what are you doing?"

He dug out a blanket from the trunk, although it was worn out, it was clean anyway, Murong Qin opened the rear door and squeezed in, wrapped the blanket around Bai Qingjiu: "Don't move, do you feel better now?"

Bai Qingjiu huddled into a ball, and saw that he was soaked and his clothes were stuck to his body, never had he seen Murong Qin in such a state of embarrassment.

Bai Qingjiu handed out the blanket: "Here you are."

"I do not need."

Murong Qin wiped his hands dry, held his hand tightly, and breathed out: "Seeing that your location is at the airport, I almost thought you were leaving me. You came to find Wei Chengyuan, right? I promise." I stayed with you, but it was a little late, you came here without saying a word, and the phone couldn't get through, are you going to kill me?"

"The phone...maybe there is no signal at the airport."

"What about before?"

Bai Qingjiu clenched the phone tightly: "Didn't you receive my call before?"

"when?"

Bai Qingjiu shook his head: "No, I know I was wrong, and I won't do it next time."

Murong Qin held him into his arms through the blanket: "Jiujiu, I don't want you to apologize, I want you to be by my side all the time, you run out alone at such a late hour, in case... hey, blame me, blame me for not coming sooner Come back, let you wait."

Bai Qingjiu rubbed his nose, couldn't help but sneezed again: "No."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk, let's go home when the rain stops."

Bai Qingjiu insisted on sharing the blanket with him in half, Murong Qin unbuttoned his shirt, and snuggled up to him.

In the dark carriage, both of them were a little sleepy, but how could they sleep in this environment?The air can't circulate, and once you don't speak, the atmosphere becomes extremely awkward.

Bai Qingjiu leaned slightly on his shoulder, unable to restrain himself from asking, "Where are you tonight?"

"It is very important for me to start the company's project."

"Are there many people?"

"Well, a lot of people."

Bai Qingjiu was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand: "Give me your mobile phone."

He has never looked at Murong Qin's cell phone, and lovers still need privacy, let alone when they were taken care of in the past, every word they said had to be cautious.

Murong Qin didn't know what he was going to do, but he gave it anyway, and Bai Qingjiu turned his back while holding it, and easily unlocked the code.Murong Qin probably didn't have time to read the call records, so he didn't know what happened before.

Bai Qingjiu deleted the call log, pretending that nothing happened, it's best not to know about irrelevant things.