After crossing, I became a group pet

The moss at the foot of the wall was covered with moss and spread on the wall, a thick layer, probably due to the lack of water and the bright sky, the moss withered into a yellow patch, which looked thick and dry.

Su Qingmian hugged Gege and sat on the moss, the moss was as soft as he thought, and the touch was the same as a straw pile.

In the narrow corner, there is very little light from the sky, and the light from the moss side is the only light in the darkness, like a spotlight on the stage. Su Qingmian is sitting there, like the protagonist of the stage.

"Sit down."

Su Qingmian glanced at the sound of the night beside her, and said casually.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yesheng really sat down, hugged her curled up legs with both hands, tilted her head and smiled at Su Qingmian.

Su Qingmian was surprised: "You, a person whose hands are even dirty with a little dirt, actually sit here with me."

"You don't invite me too many times." Ling Yesheng put her cheek against her knee, looking a little cute, "There are even less chances to sit next to you."

His eyes are full of water, and his pulse is full of affection.

Su Qingmian's heart went numb, wow, this person, can you stop being angry, an old man who has lived for billions of years, and he still learns from others to generate electricity, he has no points.

Looking away, the corner of his mouth raised a happy arc, then this person should be cherished, maybe this will be the last time, and there will be no more in the future.

Su Qingmian changed the subject to avoid ambiguity: "Didn't the law enforcers tell you the washing policy in advance, and they implemented it themselves?"

Ling Yesheng hummed, and was very aggrieved. The children and their parents complained: "Never, when I knew it, it had already started."

Su Qingmian's head hurts. Will this person be a king? How can he let his subordinates be bullied like this? Unable to bear Ling Yesheng's pitiful eyes, Su Qingmian stretched out his hand awkwardly and patted him on the shoulder: "Mr. Chen Junjun, you can't let the law enforcers ride on your neck, is the country yours or theirs?"

Listening to the Night: "When they existed, I was still young, and I gave them too much power. The longer it takes, the harder it will be to take it back, and I don't want to."

Su Qingmian hated that iron could not be made into steel, and poked Ling Yesheng's forehead: "There are many ways, law enforcers have existed for so many years, don't you have a handle on law enforcers, just take out one to restrict They. Or, set up an organization with a management scope similar to that of law enforcement officers, and restrict each other."

Ling Yesheng touched the place where Su Qingmian poked, and the corners of his eyes curled up: "Okay, I will remember."

"...laundry policy... are you going to manage it?"

It doesn't matter how these people above fight for power, what matters is how the vulnerable groups survive.

If the law enforcement can control the homeless people in Fuguang, they will be able to control Quan Guanghai. Will they drive out all the homeless people in Quan Guanghai by then?

Inhuman.

Ling Yesheng turned his head, stood up, and gave Su Qingmian a silent back.

Well, listening to the sound of the night without speaking means to ignore it.

Gege arched in Su Qingmian's arms, her wet nose fluttering.

Su Qingmian clicked her tongue: "Co-authoring what I just said is all in vain? I don't know how you and the law enforcement have been in conflict over the past billions of years, but you... have to take power, centralize power Do you understand, that is, you are the center of power..."

Ling Ye turned around and smiled ambiguously: "Have you ever been to the crown of the tree in the atrium?"

Su Qingmian was stunned, smiling, her face was like a moon in the water, a hazy, illusory beauty that could easily be broken.

"No……"

Can the crown of the tree in the atrium still go up?

With a lot of knowledge, your circle will know how to play.

"Then shall I take you there?" a demagogic voice.

Su Qingmian almost nodded: "I didn't tell my brother when I came out."

Ling Yesheng frowned: "Then will you come tomorrow?"

"do not know."

"I will come."

"I really do not know."

Ling Yesheng had a sad expression on the verge of tears: "Aren't you coming?"

"Come, come!"

I'm really convinced, I'm so old, what are you doing with so many bells and whistles, be a qualified old man, be more stable, more mature, and more generous!

As if afraid of Su Qingmian's repentance, Ling Yesheng quickly said: "Tomorrow is still this time, I will wait for you here."

Without giving Su Qingmian a chance to repent, Ling Yesheng clicked on the formation on the wall, golden light spots floated and flickered in the dim alley, Ling Yesheng walked into the formation, looked back and smiled, and disappeared into the formation.

Su Qingmian scratched her hair in annoyance, he was obsessed with ghosts and there was no way to save him.

As long as Ling Yesheng was a little unhappy, he would disarm and surrender, or the kind where he unloaded the bullet himself and offered the gun with both hands.

Covering his face with one hand, he is really spineless!

Just as he stood up and was about to leave, the formation on the wall flickered for a moment. In such a short period of time, Ling Yesheng actually changed his clothes, white with gold trim, and spinels fixed the rolled up corners.

"do not forget."

Su Qingmian put Gege on the ground, and pressed people back into the formation: "So many words!"

Ling Yesheng pulled Su Qingmian along the way, and Su Qingmian half of his body entered the formation. He saw the clothes that had been taken off scattered on the floor of Ling Yesheng's room.

Ling Yesheng held his face: "You must come."

Su Qingmian pushed him away: "Are you annoying!"

Ling Yesheng laughed loudly, let go of Su Qingmian, and quickly kissed Su Qingmian on the face.

Su Qingmian was startled, retreated abruptly, and retreated from the formation.

He was underestimated by the old man!

Can't bear it, he has to slap back!

Su Qingmian leaned against the wall, but the formation didn't work.

The old man turned off the formation!

more angry.

Su Qingmian patted her hot cheeks, her spirit soared, and she couldn't get down for a long time.

Seeing that Su Qingmian hadn't picked it up for a long time, Gege was a little anxious, and rubbed against Su Qingmian's trouser leg.

Why did this happen? Something went wrong in any link, so that things went off track and out of control.

It must not be because of the sound of listening to the night, yes, not because of the sound of listening to the night.

Anyone who kissed him suddenly like this would make him blush.

Su Qingmian thought about his sexual orientation. It's normal for his heart to speed up when he is kissed by a girl, but when he is kissed by a man...

This question was too philosophical, and Su Qingmian's thoughts went back and forth, turning into a maze, unable to get out.

Picking up Gege who had been waiting for a long time, he returned to Shanhe Bieyuan, just in time to bump into Wanmingxu who was sending off his ministers with a smile.

Su Qingmian grabbed Wan Mingxu's hand: "Give me a kiss."

Wanmingxu backed away, with a frightened expression on his face: "What did you say, my lord?"

"You kiss me."

Su Qingmian had an expression of "I'm not joking with you". If Wan Mingxu kissed him and he also felt it, it means that he didn't fully understand his own sexual orientation. He is actually bisexual. If he didn't feel it , that is...he is still heterosexual, but he has feelings for the sound of listening to the night.

Preferably the first case.

"My lord, I will go to the doctor now, you hold on for a while."

Wanmingxu ran away in fright.

Su Qingmian: "..."

ha?

It's just an experiment, right?

On the way back to the bedroom, I met Zhiwu, who had seductive red makeup on the corners of her eyes, and smiled like a charming little fairy.

Su Qingmian went up to meet her happily: "Zhiwu, how about giving me a kiss?"

After all, Zhiwu is a vixen, with a natural charm in his bones, he does not reject Su Qingmian's request, he covers his lips and smiles: "Okay."

Zhiwu slowly leaned over, and when he was about to kiss, his body suddenly flew up, turned into a little fox cub in mid-air, and fell to the ground.

Zhiwu looked back, his master was watching him coldly.

"Zhiwu, come here."

Zhiwu felt bad on the spot: "My lord, it was Master Xiaosu who took the initiative, you understand me, beauty comes first, I can't..."

Su Wuhuai's face became colder: "Shut up."

His younger brother is still so young, he knows how to take the initiative.

Zhiwu stopped talking, drooped his head, and lay on the ground with his paws up, refusing to go back with Su Wuhuai.

He knows his master too well, if he follows, the body will be in the mass grave tomorrow.

Su Qingmian was quite righteous, picked up Zhiwu, and curiously raised his horse's hoof to touch Zhiwu tentatively.

Zhiwu didn't want to be rua by a horse, so he bared his teeth and yelled at it.

Grid was startled, with tears in his eyes, he shrank.

"Brother, you misunderstood, I got sand in my eyes, Zhiwu helped me blow it." Su Qingmian looked sincere.

What Su Qingmian said Su Wuhuai didn't have any doubts: "Let brother see, is it uncomfortable, let Zhiwu find a doctor?"

Hastily waved his hands: "No, no, I came out early."

Zhiwu: "..."

Ah.

Obviously what he said was the truth, but Su Wuhuai wanted to believe a lie.

People's hearts are so complicated.

Zhiwu felt that he was hurt, he lay in Su Qingmian's arms, unless Su Wuhuai apologized to him, otherwise he would not go back.

Su Wuhuai's casual smile is full of flair: "Your third brother built your building, let's take a look."

"It's been built?" Su Qingmian shouldn't be too surprised, it's only been a day, so fast, his third brother must be an octopus, otherwise how could it be so fast!

Putting down Gege and Zhiwu, Su Qingmian frantically followed Su Wuhuai to see the building.

Zhiwu:? ? ?

Lord Tianming, didn't you see that he was angry? Did he really not apologize?

He wanted to leave this inhospitable mountain and river courtyard.

What was given to him here was nothing more than psychological trauma, without any good memories.

Goodbye.

Seeing that the deacon didn't catch up, Su Wuhuai said in a cold voice, "Zhiwu, don't you come to help?"

Zhiwu groaned, ran for a while with his calves, turned into a human and walked in front, and opened the door for the two of them: "My lord, be careful of the steps."

Su Wuhuai opened the secret compartment in the study, took out a package from it, and put it on the table.

"open to take a look."

Looking around, the package is no more than the size of a palm. Is this a building?

A building that can accommodate more than a thousand people?

Did the third brother have a misunderstanding?

Su Qingmian was skeptical, and opened the package with disgust. The building is a curved surface, layered on top of each other. The floors start at least [-] floors, which are very dense. They are gathered on a small building, and the floors and floors are not visible. the connection between.

"This one……"

It was so different from what he imagined.

It is a building that can live in people, not the tower of Tota Li Tianwang!