The heartthrob green tea took the revenge abuse script

Lu Qingjiu's palm was very cold, and Song Xiao snatched the invitation letter in his hand before he could hide it.

The one that was taken away had Song Xiao's name written on it.In the pocket there is another sheet of Lu Sake's own.

Lu Qingjiu didn't want him to see the word "Song Xiao", so he said softly, "A Xiao, give it back to me."

"Don't go."

Song Xiao directly put away the invitation letter, seeing that Lu Qingjiu was very anxious, so he had to reach out to grab it, but Song Xiao's hands were too long, so he raised his arm casually, and he jumped into nothing and fell directly into the opponent's arms.

The heartbeat in his chest was abnormally fast, and as soon as Lu Qingjiu looked up, he met a pair of eyes full of anger.

"Brother, what is your relationship with him? Why does Jiang Lianchuan always pester you?"

"Is this the kind of person I am in your eyes? Even the son of the enemy?" Lu Qingjiu was almost laughed at by him, but he was more impatient than the heartache, "Whatever you think, return it to me quickly .”

"It's not allowed to go anyway."

Lu Qingjiu didn't dare to conflict with him, for fear that he would open the invitation letter out of curiosity and see whose name was written on it: "Forget it, my name is Jiang Er, just prepare one for me."

Song Xiao blinked suddenly: "If the invitation letter can be resent for you alone, why are you so afraid that I will take it away?"

Lu Qingjiu murmured that it was not good, and before he could explain, Song Xiao already opened the invitation letter with sharp eyesight and quick hands.The usually good-tempered person finally turned gloomy: "Oh, brother doesn't want me to go, for fear that I will disturb your relationship."

"..."

Got it, all you have on your mind is love.

Lu Qingjiu had just experienced a confrontation with Duanmutang on the verge of danger, and was caught off guard by an invitation letter from Jiang Lianchuan, asking him to match up and call Song Xiao to Jiang's next ferry dinner.

He hasn't figured out Jiang Lianchuan's real purpose yet, so how could he let Song Xiao go into danger?

Even if he went alone, the chances of encountering danger were much higher than Song Xiao's.

Looking at Song Xiao again, he felt very at ease, and felt that it was not bad to simply misunderstand like this.

Anyway, it is better for Song Xiao to be afraid that he loves the wrong person than to be afraid of his life and death.

"Okay, Duanmutang will go, Jiang Lianchuan will go, even Gu Chenfei and Zeng An will go." Lu Qingjiu hugged his chest, smiled and tilted his head to look at him, "Who do you think my brother should fall in love with?"

Song Xiao's chest rose and fell, and he didn't listen to his joke, but just took a deep look at him, which made Lu Qingjiu flustered.

"Even Jiang Lianchuan can be by your side, am I the only one who can't?"

Yes, anyone can fall into the quagmire, anyone can be involved in the vortex of power struggle, and anyone can be polluted by this pool of muddy water.

Only you can't.

"It doesn't matter what you think, don't follow me, okay?" Lu Qingjiu looked at him with a gentle smile, not begging him to understand his heart, just begging him not to ask further, and not to use that invitation letter.

However, the anger in Song Xiao's eyes seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, and finally turned into trembling of fingertips, which slowly touched Lu Qingjiu's cheek, making earlobes itchy.

"Does my brother like my role in the script?"

The play has already finished, so it is really abrupt to ask this.

"How can it be so smooth in reality? The Jiang family can't be easily shaken by three moves or two. In reality, there will be no such selfless feelings. In order to avenge someone, I have kept a low profile for so many years."

Lu Qingjiu denied it, and recalled the shooting scene, but his voice softened, falling into ignorant fantasy.

Song Xiao's hand stroked his temples, pulling him back to reality, his cheeks were slowly getting closer, and the two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.Lu Qingjiu was suddenly hugged tightly by him, biting his lips until his lips turned red, and he almost couldn't breathe.

"Brother, I will prove it to you..."

Lu Qingjiu didn't dare to let himself sink in the sweet atmosphere, so he quickly pushed away: "Don't push yourself too hard!"

"But I haven't kissed enough yet, you can't refuse me before I feel tired."

"Who knows when you'll get tired?!"

Song Xiao hugged the person in his arms until Lu Qingjiu lost his temper while being kissed by him, and finally his whole body became limp.

"Stop kissing... Do you want to drive home..."

Lu Qingjiu was still disgusted, but his arms were on Song Xiao's shoulders, and his fingers were hooked on the back of his neck, so sticky that he refused to let go.

"Brother is so dissatisfied?"

Song Xiao smiled, but at this moment, he distanced himself from him. Looking at Lu Qingjiu's big dazed eyes and his gaze, his fingers were reluctantly separated from his body, and he muttered unconvinced: "The lips will be crushed." You bite through, do you want relatives or cannibals?"

Song Xiao smiled brighter and brighter, touched his head rebelliously, and licked his lips contentedly.

He used to not be able to figure out why his elder brother was gentle to others, but often violent to himself?

Now I feel that it is because my brother can only relax so much in front of me.

……

Burnt fiery red clouds shrouded the sky, seabirds fluttered their wings, and flocks of white wings swooped towards a medium-sized cruise ship, passing a tall figure quickly.

Jiang Lianchuan leaned on the railing with one hand, enjoying the moment of tranquility before the cruise ship set sail.However, from the corner of the eye, he glanced into the porthole, and saw a thin figure on the wheelchair being strangled by the broad arms again, with bruises pinched out, he couldn't help frowning in disgust, and pushed open the cabin door to go in: "Brother, Duanmu Tang is still waiting for you to negotiate, can you take a break and do something serious?"

"You want you to talk too much?" Jiang Lianze's face similar to his turned his faint eyes to him, and the movements of his hands finally stopped.

"Let's be reasonable, okay? It's not that I want to be idle. You and my father only give me property but not a job. I have no place to help my family if I want to help..."

Before the words fell, he was slapped on the face suddenly, and the burning pain came, and the pain made his heart tighten, but his emotions seemed to be separated by a thick layer of fog. There was no fluctuation at all, but a little more peace of mind.

Jiang Lianchuan smiled contentedly, "Don't your hands itch? Don't embarrass him."

Finally, when Jiang Lianze left, Jiang Lianchuan took a few ice packs and handed them to the person in the wheelchair: "Feng Yu, it's all right, he's gone."

The silent person in the wheelchair finally raised his head.

Feng Yu was one year younger than Jiang Lianchuan, and his eyes were dark, reflecting the precipitation that his short life should not have brought to him, as if the jade stone that had been polished off its edges and corners exuded a faint brilliance.

Feng Yu smiled indifferently, without the timidity and cowardice when he was suppressed by Jiang Lianze just now on his face, and he spoke like a clear spring: "What do you need my help for tonight?"

"What else do you want to help with?"

"Losing the help of Duanmu's family is a great loss to Jiang's family. Your elder brother is still hesitating whether to break up with Duanmutang... If he is really reluctant to break up, he can always listen to the provocations of the people next to him. A word or two?"

"What reason are you looking for to talk to him? He just ignores you except when he wants to hit you..."

"Who said that? If you just want to hit someone, you can just hit you." Feng Yu smiled brightly, "Of course there are other benefits to keeping me. My leg is just broken, but it's not impossible to use it."

"...Sister-in-law, can you say something that children can listen to?"

"I'm younger than you."

"..."

Half an hour later, when the guests were seated, someone knocked on the door of this cabin, and a petite white hand stretched out from the rear porthole, making a signal gesture that they had discussed in advance.

Jiang Lianchuan understood at a glance.

Feng Yu also understood at a glance, his eyes lit up: "Is this the Lu Sake you talk about every day? Open the door and let me see how good-looking he is!"

Jiang Lianchuan: "..."

In the end, Lu Qingjiu didn't stop Song Xiao from coming to the banquet, but also slept in the same room with him, following him all the time.

Finally, taking advantage of Song Xiao being entangled by other guests, he sent a text message to Jiang Lianchuan and sneaked out to meet him.

It's not to introduce Jiang Lianchuan to Song Xiao, but to ask Jiang Lianchuan not to disclose any news to Song Xiao.

As soon as I opened the door, I found that there was still a person in a wheelchair in the room.Jiang Lianchuan pointed at him: "Oh, let me introduce, this is my sister-in-law, Feng Yu."

Feng Yu was still sitting upright in the wheelchair, with his gestures, he could see his elegant dancing figure before he became disabled.His temperament is very special, as if he can merge with the sea behind him to form a calm painting, his eyes even contain the compassion of looking down on the boundless sentient beings, even Lu Qingjiu, who has seen many big names in shopping malls since he was a child, can't help but get nervous.

Even such a person was ruined by the Jiang family.

Lu Qingjiu was in a heavy heart, but he saw Feng Yu sizing up his face, looking back and forth between him and Jiang Lianchuan, then his eyes became brighter and brighter, he covered his mouth and smiled, "I'll go first, you two talk alone. "

Jiang Lianchuan was puzzled: "Sister-in-law, where can you go in a wheelchair?"

"I just have a broken leg, and it's not that I don't have hands. I can go wherever I want."

Jiang Lianchuan still insisted: "No, at least I have to push you in."

"The wheelchair is electric, and it's faster than you can walk." Feng Yu looked disgusted, and smiled when he saw Lu Qingjiu, "You talk alone, you talk alone."

Lu Qingjiu: "..." The painting styles of these two people are different from what he imagined.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

He was very familiar with Feng Yu's expression.

Because the fans who chased him to the scene saw the same expressions on him and Song Xiao.

Lu Qingjiu always felt that Feng Yu had misunderstood something, so he quickly explained: "Sister-in-law... no, Mr. Feng, I just wanted to say something, and then I left..."

Feng Yu restrained his smile, folded his hands gracefully in front of him, but still couldn't help but bend his eyes: "Is it because I'm here, are you embarrassed to say a few more words? I'm fine, you guys talk slowly and have a good time chat."

"I have nothing to do with him, I really don't need to trouble you to avoid it..."

Lu Qingjiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, his eyes frantically hinted at Jiang Lianchuan: Can't you explain a few words? ? ?

However, Jiang Lianchuan didn't speak, only Feng Yu really pressed the button of the wheelchair and left around a specific aisle, and waved his hand before parting: "Aren't you from the entertainment industry? Just think I'm eating CP, I laughed."

Lu Qingjiu: "..."

But what you are drinking is not the official match! ! !

There were only two people left, Lu Qingjiu was extremely embarrassed, cleared his throat, and said straight to the point: "I'm sorry, Second Young Master Jiang, I'm here today, I just hope you can find a way to contact Uncle Song directly, and don't let Ah Xiao know about it."

"Then why are you still here?" Jiang Lianchuan smirked again, "Are you here on purpose to reject me?"

"I'm just a little star, I'm weak, I dare not not come."

"But Song Xiao is here too. He must be very worried about you, right? Instead of letting him worry in vain, I think you guys should be more honest."

Just as Lu Qingjiu was about to refute, Jiang Lianchuan looked at his expression carefully again, and smiled knowingly: "Do you think Song Xiao is very simple, and you want to protect him and keep him away from these disputes?"

The words paused at the point where the meaning was still unfinished, a bad feeling surged in Lu Qingjiu's heart, and he suddenly didn't want to listen to the next words.

"Lu Qingjiu, do you really understand the person you like? Have you ever thought that what you always want to protect is a wolf that grinds its teeth and sucks blood?"