[GL] Get a wife and send a "bun"

Jing Weiyi didn't know who took Yang Chuxin away, so he had to settle Guoguo with Aunt Huang. Aunt Huang didn't ask much when she saw Guoguo, although she loved Jing Weiyi like her own child, But the most basic distinction between master and servant is also understood, and what should be asked and what should not be asked is also very clear. Moreover, when she saw Jing Weiyi's face was livid and his eyes were piercing, some words rolled on her lips. Son went back again.

At this moment in Mu Qingqing's house, Aunt Huang hugged the overly frightened Guoguo and carefully comforted her. The little person was coaxed to sleep. It's tear stains, no matter how hard you wipe them off, Aunt Huang's heart feels aching, and she can't help but think of Jing Weiwei, who would cry in her arms every time he was injured when he was a child, begging for comfort. But at this moment, that person exuded an aura of not being close to strangers, he frowned, picked up the phone and listened quietly, as if growing up was just a matter of a moment.

And Jing Weiyi, who was listening to the phone with a troubled face, was Zhong Zhenglin whom he had seen yesterday.

"Hello, I heard that something bad happened to Miss Jing." Zhong Zhenglin's voice on the other end of the phone was tinged with teasing.

"How do you know?" Jing Weiyi suddenly asked suspiciously.

"Oh ~ Ms. Jing, don't get me wrong. I just heard about it. I just came to condolences when I thought that Ms. Jing was in a bad mood." Zhong Zhenglin's tone was not affected by Jing Weiyi at all, and he continued: "It's just about Ms. Jing's friend. I probably know something about it."

Jing Weiyi's first reaction when he heard this sentence was: "Say."

"Don't worry, Ms. Jing promises me one thing, and I promise to tell you everything I know." Zhong Zhenglin still spoke slowly.

Jing Weiwei went down first and didn't want to know why Zhong Zhenglin knew about it almost immediately, and before the people he sent had found Yang Chuxin, he would bargain with him in a tone of mastery, and even bring With such a confident and undeniable tone, she could tell that this person definitely knew the whereabouts of Yang Chuxin.

"You did it?" Jing Weiwei's voice came out of the microphone, as if he wanted to turn into an ice knife and stab Zhong Zhenglin directly.

Zhong Zhenglin chuckled lightly over there, as if laughing at the only innocence in the scene, he paused before saying: "I won't do such a dirty thing."

"Since you know, let's talk quickly and stop talking nonsense." Jing Weiyi didn't want to talk too much with him, and she was worried about Yang Chuxin's safety at the moment.

"As long as Ms. Jing promises me, after ensuring your friend's safety, you can have dinner with me..." Zhong Zhenglin said leisurely, drawing out the ending.

"Okay." Jing Weiyi agreed without thinking.

Yang Chuxin was awakened by thirst, and fell asleep in a daze that night. Her throat was dry and itchy because of exhaustion. It seems that this is just an ordinary residential house, but because it is too dark, there are bursts of incense smells mixed with a strong rotten smell in the tip of the nose, which makes it especially weird.

She tried to move, but found that she was still imprisoned. Her shoulders, arms, hands, and legs were sore and numb. It seemed that she would not feel anything after being amputated...

The neck was the only part that could move. Yang Chu turned his head with great effort, but saw a pair of blood-red eyes that widened!

"Ah——" Yang Chuxin's voice was very weak because of her hoarseness, even though she was really screaming with all her strength, because the scene in front of her was the scariest scene she had ever seen...

The rotting corpse was sprinkled with crumbled red incense, the contours of the face had collapsed, and there were faintly crawling bugs, but a pair of eyes were wide open, looking at Yang Chuxin as if he was dying. It was so close that Yang Chuxin could almost feel her breath gushing on the face of the corpse. She was so frightened that she closed her eyes that she couldn't move, so that after a while, she couldn't even tell if the breath she felt was her own. It's the dead body beside me...

"Are you awake?" The twisted and perverted but pretendingly gentle voice reached Yang Chuxin's ears.

Yang Chuxin slowly opened his eyes, but saw the young man looking down at him from above, the light was too dim, his smile was a bit weird...

"I knew you two would get along well..." The young man squatted beside Yang Chuxin's corpse, leaned up slowly, and said with a satisfied smile, "The speaker is very nice, as beautiful as you And kind."

As he spoke, he gently kissed the face of the corpse called Yanyan. A worm crawled past, and the man squeezed it into his mouth and swallowed it. The sour water in her body was churning, and she was about to spit it out if she didn't pay attention. She forced herself to turn her head away, trying not to think about the perverted behavior of that person...

"Are you... are you jealous?" The man said to Yang Chuxin with a bit of resentment.

Yang Chuxin closed her eyes and her mouth tightly, not wanting to answer him.

"Then I'll just kiss you too." A strange blush appeared on the perverted boy's face, and there was a hint of shyness in his tone.

Yang Chuxin struggled, she was really about to vomit, the nausea in her heart had already taken over her sense of fear...

And when the man saw Yang Chuxin's actions, an inexplicable anger burst into his forehead. He pulled Yang Chuxin and shook him fiercely, and he was also roaring, but in the second half of the sentence, he gradually turned to crying: "Do you dislike me, don't you!!! What's wrong with me? You can say, I can change, I can also be nice to you all, don't abandon me, don't abandon me..."

Yang Chuxin was dizzy from being shaken by that person, but the person in front of her suddenly burst into tears, and fell powerlessly into Yang Chuxin's arms, sobbing...

"Only one, where are you?" Yang Chuxin also cried out from the bottom of her heart, she didn't dare to speak out, she was really afraid that what she did or said would anger the moody person in front of her.

After Jing Weiyi got the information from Zhong Zhenglin, he couldn't stay for a moment, and he was worried that someone else would go for him. He didn't even say hello to Aunt Huang, and ran out the door like a gust of wind. After receiving the information found by the person she entrusted, it was no different from what Zhong Zhenglin provided, but it was slower than Zhong Zhenglin. She didn't know what expression she had on her face at the moment...

Driving like crazy, she was afraid, she didn't want to lose any more, Yang Chuxin's dignified, off-line or warm appearance was filled in Jing Weiyi's mind at the moment, and only one picture was frozen in the end, that is the first sight At that time, she thought that the picture, that throbbing, must have been given back to her by the gods who felt too ashamed...