i only like your face

Three o'clock in the morning is the time when people sleep most deeply.

Mo Ming stood up from the bed and came to the small balcony again.

Pang Yuanqing is a person he is difficult to get in touch with every day. If he misses tonight, it will be difficult for him to get close to him like tonight in the future.

This kind of person who occupies a high position and easily hides his emotions and anger is obviously different from people like Xia Qing and Shen Qian. If he takes the initiative to deal with them, he will easily expose himself.

The simplest and crudest way is the most effective.

The rain had already stopped, and a round of clear moon hung in the night sky, but the air was still bitingly cold.

Under the bright moonlight, Mo Ming carefully climbed over the stone statue, and took a lot of effort before stepping on the small balcony next door.

The room was dark, and the person lying on the bed could be vaguely seen, breathing evenly and sleeping deeply.

Barefoot, Mo Ming squatted down and slowly moved to the bedside. He groped lightly on the lamp table, but he couldn't find the phone. Just when Mo Ming stretched his hand to the pillow again, there was a buzzing sound of the phone vibrating. There was a sudden sound from beside the pillow, Mo Mingyou withdrew his hand, rolled over and rolled under the bed.

The desk lamp was lightly turned on, and the person on the bed connected to the phone.

Maybe it was because the room was too quiet, and Mo Ming could faintly hear the voice on the other end of the phone, intermittently, as if to say that the old man of the Pang family's condition had suddenly worsened.

It seems that only this kind of thing can be called urgently at three o'clock in the morning...

"Well, I see..." Pang Yuanqing's voice was lazy and indifferent, "I'll go back now, and report to me at any time if there is any situation."

After hanging up the phone, Pang Yuan turned on the lights in the whole bedroom.

Mo Ming lay at the bottom of the bed, watching a pair of feet stepping on the carpet, and there was the rustling sound of getting dressed beside the bed.

Mo Ming frowned, looking at his posture, it was obvious that he had no chance to take away the man's cell phone.

Feeling that the man sat down on the side of the bed after getting dressed, Mo Ming rested his chin on his arms in a somewhat depressed mood, waiting for those feet to leave.

"Hurry up about what you have been told."

Pang Yuanqing's deep voice came from above again, obviously making another phone call.

"Pang Mingshun's time is short, if Han Shaoying cannot be dealt with before he dies, everything will be meaningless..."

Mo Ming, who was lying on the bottom of the bed, trembled.

"If you can't create an accident, go directly to the desperado... He is not very vigilant now, so it is not difficult to get it... Don't make any mistakes in the aftermath..."

Pang Yuanqing hung up the phone and noticed the curtain that was blown by the wind. He frowned slightly, got up and pulled all the curtains open.

Pang Yuanqing squinted his eyes slightly as he looked at the half-hidden crack on the floor-to-ceiling window. He walked up to the small balcony to look around, and finally returned to the room and closed the window.

After calling the driver, Pang Yuanqing turned to wash up.

Mo Ming heard the sound of water, and then slowly crawled out from under the bed.

There was no mobile phone on the table and bed, and Pang Yuanqing had already brought it into the bathroom, so Mo Ming had no choice but to lie down obediently under the bed.

Pang Yuanqing packed up and left the room.

Not far away in the corridor, Pang Yuanqing stopped suddenly, and the half-hidden floor-to-ceiling windows flashed in his mind again... His intuition has always been very accurate.

Two seconds later, Pang Yuanqing immediately turned around and returned to the room, opened the door to the bedroom, and saw that the window had been opened again.

"who?"

Pang Yuanqing rushed up to the balcony, and saw a figure nimbly climbing the bottom edge of the balcony, relying on the inertia of his body swinging, and jumped onto the balcony on the next floor.

Because of some messy things, Han Shaolong didn't fall asleep until after one o'clock in the morning, so when the doorbell rang, it was only three o'clock in the morning, so it was inevitable that he was a little annoyed.

It turned out that the person who came was actually Pang Yuanqing.

Pang Yuanqing stood outside the door in a suit and leather shoes with a cold expression, followed by his bodyguards.

"Excuse me for your rest, Xiao Han." Pang Yuanqing smiled, but his eyes were cold, "A thief sneaked into my room just now, and then escaped into your room from the balcony."

"Uncle is going to bring someone to search my room?" Han Shaohong said with a half-smile, "If you find a thief, just call the police."

"I'm also worried about your safety, Xiao Han."

"I just woke up, confirmed, no one."

"Just waking up, it's naturally more difficult to detect if someone is hiding inside."

"If I go in and search and find that I'm the only one, will my uncle suspect that it's me who sneaked into your room?" Han Shaoyong said with deep meaning.

Pang Changqing didn't suspect Han Shaoyong, he took a quick glance at that figure, the thin figure was obviously not Han Shaoyong...but he suspected that it was Han Shaoyong's subordinate.

"Whether it's just you or not remains to be confirmed."

"Speaking of which, if I don't let my uncle come in to confirm it, it seems like I'm guilty." Han Shaoyun said with a smile, "It's fine to come in, but let's talk about it first. If I'm the only one, uncle will have to apologize to me personally. "

Pang Yuanqing looked at Han Shaoying: "Yes."

Han Shaoyun leaned against the door with folded arms, raised his chin: "Check it out."

The bodyguard behind Pang Yuanqing walked in, and Pang Yuanqing was still standing at the door.

Soon, the bodyguard returned to the door and said to Pang Yuanqing, "Boss, there is someone on the bed."

"En." Pang Yuanqing walked in.

Han Shaoyu was stunned for a moment, and quickly walked in, only to see a raised figure on the bed in the bedroom under the thin snow-white quilt, and a few strands of short black hair protruding from the quilt, and the carpet beside the bed was all over the floor. underwear.

Pang Yuanqing turned his head to look at Han Shaoying, the thin lenses reflected slightly: "Alone?"

Han Shaoyun looked at the bed in a daze.

Two hands stretched out from the quilt, grabbed the edge of the quilt like a cat's paw, and pulled it down little by little. The smooth forehead, eyebrows, and a pair of black eyes blinked with watery eyes, and looked at it uneasily. Several people at the head of the bed.

"end…"

Han Shaoyun opened his eyes wide, his voice choked in his throat.

"Brother Han, why did you let someone come in..." Mo Ming pouted his eyes, frowned and said in a low voice, "I haven't got any clothes on yet."

Han Shaoyun: "..."

Pang Yuanqing said directly to the bodyguard: "Go and test the temperature of the soles of his feet."

"Yes."

The bodyguard stepped forward, and was about to lift the quilt with his hand, but the quick-sighted Han Shaoying grabbed his wrist.

Han Shaoying's eyes flickered coldly: "Try to touch him!"

The bodyguard slowly withdrew his hand and turned to look at his boss.

"I just need to confirm whether this person has just entered this room." Pang Yuanqing said expressionlessly.

"Can't Uncle see the relationship between me and the man on the bed?" Han Shaoying said calmly, "He has been with me all night, and we just finished work half an hour before you came, how can he have the time and energy to go over you? balcony."

The quilt in Mo Ming's hand slid down a bit, revealing his snow-white shoulders, Han Shaoying directly picked up the quilt and covered Mo Ming's entire head.

"He's not wearing anything now, and lifting his quilt is hitting me in the face." Han Shaoyun looked at Pang Yuanqing, "I don't think I won't save this bit of face for my uncle, right?"

"You just said that you alone..."

"Mo Ming and I are about to get engaged." Han Shaoyong interrupted indifferently, and said in a leisurely manner, "Grandpa has been expecting me to bring my grandson-in-law back to show him, and I am planning to bring Mo Ming there in the next two days. To see him."

The air was silent for a few seconds...

Pang Yuanqing pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose and smiled slightly: "Really, it turned out to be my niece and daughter-in-law."

Han Shaoyong also showed a faint smile, and said, "I can use my personality as a guarantee for Mo Ming, don't uncle believe me?"

"How could it be?" Pang Yuanqing's eyes stayed on the bulge on the bed for a few seconds, "Mo Ming...is that right?"

Han Shaoyun sat down by the bed, raised his hand and patted lightly across the quilt, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, little boy, uncle is not an outsider, come to say hello to uncle, and when we get married in the future, I still hope that uncle can make a big wedding What about the red envelope?"

Grabbing the quilt like a kitten's claws, he tore it off bit by bit, revealing a pair of eyes with trembling eyelashes, and said timidly, "Uncle... Uncle."

Han Shaoyun pinched Mo Ming's face and smiled, "Good boy."

Pang Yuanqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally said nothing, turned around and left the room with the bodyguards.

"Find someone to check this Mo Ming." In the corridor, Pang Yuanqing said to the bodyguard.

"Yes."

Han Shaoyun closed the door, and flashed back into the room like the wind.

Standing at the end of the bed, Han Shaoyong wiped his sleeves and stretched his hands under the quilt, Mo Ming shrank his feet in fright, and said anxiously: "I, I didn't mean to..."

Han Shaohong turned a deaf ear with a sullen face, and when Mo Ming tried to kick his hand under the quilt, he grabbed Mo Ming's foot neatly.

With a bang, Mo Ming was dragged to the end of the bed.

"It's as cold as ice, and the soles of the feet seem to be covered with dust." Han Shaoyun held Mo Ming's foot and looked down at him, "You wouldn't really climb in from the balcony, would you?"

Mo Ming grabbed the quilt and covered his head, choosing to avoid answering.

Han Shaoyun: "..."

A thin bed can't do any defense, Han Shaoyun easily got into the quilt and pressed Mo Ming, and when he was about to question him, he found that the people under him were cold all over.

Han Shaoyun squeezed Mo Ming's face hard, gritted his teeth and said, "You wait for me."

After getting out of bed, Han Shaoyong went to the bathroom to put hot water on it.

Han Shaoyun left the bed, and Mo Ming revealed his furry head from under the quilt. When he thought about picking up the clothes on the floor by the bed, he found that all his clothes were gone.

It's over, I can't go...

"I picked up the clothes." Han Shaoyong leaned against the door of the bathroom, crossed his chest and looked at Mo Ming, "I even got my personality because of you just now, if you don't give me a reasonable explanation, don't think about it anywhere today go."

Looking at the words "Confessions are lenient" on the man's forehead, Mo Ming pursed his lips, and slowly drew his eyebrows closer.

"This trick is useless now." Han Shaoyong said in a deep voice, "Crying is useless."

After the bath water was put away, Han Shaoyu forcibly removed the last thing under Mo Ming's body, and directly carried him into the bathtub filled with warm water.

The surface of the water did not reach the bottom of the neck, and the warm feeling was like a stream of heat rushing into the limbs. Mo Ming comfortably bent his knees, and squatted obediently in the bathtub. His eyes floated above like a cold current.

"You slipped into my uncle's room from the balcony of your own room, and after being discovered by my uncle, you fled to my place." Han Shaoyong said in a deep voice, "Is that so?"

Mo Ming shrunk his body down, exposing only a pair of eyes above the water.

This kind of silence is also tantamount to acquiescence.

Han Shaoyun's heart was on fire, and his internal organs were shaking: "Are you crazy, are you the reincarnation of a gecko spirit? This is a 30-storey building, and even a whole body will die if you fall down!" will not have!"

Mo Ming looked at the distorted face with anger, pursed his lips under the water, and finally slowly emerged from the water, and said in a low voice, "Next time, it won't happen..."