There is a crematorium, I won't say who it is

After saying this, he realized that his actions were a bit extreme, so he slightly loosened the shackles on Xie Wen, leaned against the door with folded arms and said, "You are too kind to him."

Xie Wen nodded and agreed with his words: "Xiao Ming is indeed not a child anymore, but he is different from others."

What's different, Jiang Zhiye looked at him quietly, a storm was brewing under the peaceful surface: "He is very special to you."

That's not what it meant, Xie Wen was silent, and explained: "This child is more sensitive and needs someone to take care of his emotions."

"is it?"

Jiang Zhiye forced himself to be a little more patient: "Is he your cousin? Cousin?"

Xie Wen said: "Cousin, my little aunt seldom took care of him after she remarried, so I always took care of him."

It sounds like Zhuo Yiming must have had an imperfect childhood.

But this made Jiang Zhiye even more jealous. Compared with such a poor background, he cared more about Zhuo Yiming meeting such a gentle parent as Xie Wen.After all, not everyone can have such good luck.

"Then what are you going to do, raise him for the rest of your life, and make him more and more dependent on you?" Jiang Zhiye looked at Xie Wen with slightly lowered eyes, "Don't tell me that you haven't found that he likes you for so many years."

"..." Xie Wen was speechless.

How to explain this matter, in fact, he really didn't notice it.

Zhuo Yiming moved to live with Xie Wen only in the third year of high school. At that time, his grades were poor and he didn't like to talk much.

Xie Wen patiently brought him up to what he is now, but most of the time, it is still difficult for him to distinguish whether Zhuo Yiming's affection for him is family affection or other affection.

After all, this child always pretends to have something on his mind, and he looks very sentimental on weekdays, and he is not willing to speak his mind to Xie Wen.

From what Jiang Zhiye said, he felt that the child might indeed develop a little crookedly in terms of emotions. If Xiao Ming really had some unreasonable thoughts about his cousin... then this is a very serious problem.

But no matter what, Xie Wen never put the unhappiness between the two brothers to the next day to resolve. Even in the previous concert, Zhuo Yiming had a conflict with him and left in anger. He was willing to sit down and have a good chat that night. Talk, explain the problem clearly and clearly.

"I'll go and see Xiao Ming first," Xie Wen decided, "As for the problem you mentioned, I will find time to talk to him."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiye couldn't express what he felt, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.But now that his name is not right and his words are not right, he can't show it, so he can only open the door and let Xie Wen out.

Seeing the man enter Zhuo Yiming's room, Jiang Zhiye paced back and forth a little restlessly.

No matter how you think about it, you feel that he was swayed by the little kid.

The waiting time was a bit long, Jiang Zhiye looked up at the clock on the wall from time to time, it was more than a quarter of an hour until the minute hand moved, he finally couldn't hold back, opened the door and entered the living room.

Zhuo Yiming's room was at the end of the corridor, the door was ajar, and Xie Wen could be vaguely seen sitting by the bed talking to Zhuo Yiming.

Jiang Zhiye stared at the man's back for a while, then pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache.

What is he doing? After living thirty-four years, he got into a fight with a kid who hasn't graduated from college yet.

After another 5 minutes, the door was opened by Xie Wen.

Jiang Zhiye watched him gently turn off the lights in the house, and then closed the door gently.

Xie Wen turned around and saw Jiang Zhiye, walked to the stairs beside him and called, "Come down with me."

Jiang Zhiye raised his eyebrows when he heard him calling him, and deliberately teased: "Why, after comforting my brother, do you want to send him away?"

Xie Wen glared at him.

The two walked down the stairs and entered the exhibition hall on the first floor. Xie Wen said, "You got rid of the little slave who showed me the store. You will be responsible for closing the store tonight."

Jiang Zhiye followed his words and said, "Then if I show you the shop every day, can I give him the upper hand?"

Xie Wen only said: "It's really interesting, your attitude towards Xiao Ming was not like this before."

Isn't he still caring to drive people home on rainy days? Now it's also rainy, but his attitude is a thousand miles away.

Jiang Zhiye sneered silently, without saying a word, went to the door where He Rijun came again to turn off the switch.

At this time, the street lights on Huaxie Avenue were still on, and almost all the shops on the street were closed. Occasionally, one or two cars would speed by, splashing a large amount of water.

Approaching the glass door, you can vaguely hear the whistling wind and rain outside, and the golden maple leaves under the steps are all wet by the rain, falling heavily on the ground and crowding together.

Jiang Zhiye felt a little cold, he bypassed the pianos and harps in the exhibition hall, and went to the piano making room to find Xie Wen.

The piano making room has also been tidied up and the lights are turned off.They saw each other by the moonlight shining in from outside the store, and they met successfully.

Returning to the third floor, Xie Wen led Jiang Zhiye towards the guest room. When he came to the door, he stopped and turned the doorknob.

"Go in and have a look first. If you need any toiletries, you can get them from the drawer in the wardrobe."

Jiang Zhiye didn't have high demands on these things. The only thing he was disappointed was that he couldn't live in the same room with Xie Wen. He opened the door and went in to take a quick glance and said, "This is very good."

Xie Wen nodded reassuringly: "At that time, I have something to solve by myself, and you are not allowed to knock on my door in the middle of the night."

After that, he turned and left without hesitation, and even closed the door of the guest room behind him.

Jiang Zhiye took out his mobile phone and replied to Xue Tezhu about a few work matters, then he put the mobile phone in the bedside table and went to bed.

This quilt should be new, dry and warm, without the damp moisture that is typical of the rainy season.

It is not the first time for Jiang Zhiye to know that Xie Wen is good at taking care of others, but he is still a little surprised—he can make everyone around him feel comfortable.

Especially in the details of life.

It was late at night, and the inside of the door was isolated from the outside world, forming two separate spaces.The raindrops outside the window pattered on the glass, forming a chaotic and continuous white noise.

Jiang Zhiye sat leaning against the head of the bed for a while, watching the night and the storm outside the window, without feeling sleepy at all.

The nerves in my mind were active, and Xie Wen's figure couldn't stop echoing. It didn't take long before my body reacted before my reason.

He frowned at himself, disappointed that his self-control couldn't stand any test.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Zhiye's fiery eyes moved over, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by something suddenly, so he said in a low voice, "Come in."

It turned out that Xie Wen went and returned.

Still holding the previous water glass and medicine in his hand, he walked up to Jiang Zhiye and put them on the table of the bedside table.

"These are left in my room, remember to eat before going to bed."

Xie Wen's tone was casual and ordinary, and he made a gesture to leave after speaking.

Jiang Zhiye grabbed his wrist, pulled Xie Wen towards him, and forced him to get closer to him.

"Wait, don't go yet."

Even the voice is hoarse, I don't know if it's because of illness or something else.

The temperature of the fingertips is slightly hot, which makes people subconsciously want to flinch.

Xie Wen supported the head of the bed, leaned down slightly, saw Jiang Zhiye's not so clear eyes, and was a little puzzled.

Isn't it right? It's just a bit of wind blowing down the stairs, and you have a fever so soon?

"You..." Xie Wen said hesitantly.

Jiang Zhiye looked up at him, showing a smooth and sharp jaw line.

"Do you want to fall in love?" he asked.

The dim and ambiguous bedside lamp illuminated that half of his face, and Jiang Zhiye's expression was a little absent-minded.

Xie Wen didn't expect that he interrupted himself to say this.

"I'm serious," Jiang Zhiye narrowed his eyes, "It's not for fun, it's not for foster care, and it's not for a one-night stand."

"Talk about love, can you?"

The author has something to say:

International practice, thanks to the bosses first:

Thank you for updating soon~ The nutrient solution irrigated by the boss!

Thanks to the boss of Yijige for the nutrient solution irrigated!

Thanks to boss Ayasegawa for throwing 1 mine! !

-3- Love the boss! ! ! !

Secondly, congratulations on reading the treasure here, 99% of the full text is basically written before entering v, and tomorrow will enter v spicy.

Mr. Jiang and Xiao Xie will confirm their relationship soon, love = crematorium reserve, the good and bad of the dog man will be directly pulled out for public execution.

He didn't cheat, he didn't have the same wife, he was really in love, but Mr. Jiang was so stupid, not sending him to the crematorium couldn't cure his brain at all.

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"I want to talk about love in the underworld"←The title of the article is tentative and may be changed.

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He Yunzhi is well-known in the underworld as rich and handsome, and holds an important position in the administration.

At a Heaven and Earth Federation meeting, he beat up a clergyman and even ripped off his pants. Many ghosts and gods wrote to him and demanded severe punishment!

It is rumored that he uses his fists to enforce the law, and he can move his hands without moving his mouth. When the suspects see him, they are frightened and turn around.

Hell ghosts pass on: Please, is there anyone in the sky and on earth who can control him? !

It really does.

He Yunzhi has a deadly enemy known to ghosts and gods, the director of the Department of Yin Law, An Rushan.

As long as two people are present at the same time, a strong smell of gunpowder can erupt in such a cold hell!

Coincidentally, the chairman of the Underworld King sent An Rushan to supervise He Yunzhi to go to the world to work hard and save crimes;

If they want to die, the two of them will be strangled from the underworld to the world, and no one will look down on the other.

Just when He Yunzhi thought that he had no hope of going back to the underworld, he saw that always rigorous, steady, and deep-minded enemy push him down, tore off his unruffled tie, and threw a thick stack of complaint letters to him.

Taking it apart, it was all written by him to complain about An Rushan's incompetence.

"If you want to go back to the underworld, don't sleep tonight. When you finish your faith, I will let you go back."

He Yunzhi didn't fall asleep all night, whenever he felt sleepy while reading, An Rushan would gently pinch the back of his neck.

"Good, keep reading."

Polite He Yunzhi: Are you.

#攻给结果在80s, a bit old cadre style of painting

#前生今生, dog blood, but a little sweet!