After crossing, I became a group pet

It's not that Mu Ziyang didn't feel bad when he saw Su Qingmian lying on the bed dying, but the disappointment in his heart was greater than his concern, and it was impossible for a young man to act rationally.

Su Qingmian closed his eyes, he finally understood the whole story.

Co-author, he missed an appointment on an important matter, that's why Mu Ziyang treated him like this.

He owes him a promise.

"Do not publish this manuscript."

Bad reputation for Mu Ziyang.

Wei Jihe raised the orchid and pointed: "Boss, don't worry, people still have a sense of proportion, and know what to post and what not to post."

"Also, contact the author and give the author some hush money."

"Don't worry about it," Wei Jihe said sweetly, "Xizhou Tianming loves his younger brother Mu Ziyang very much. As soon as this happened, Xizhou Tianming blocked the news. No one will go against a Tianming. This The author probably wants to use our journal to make things happen because he doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement."

"it is good."

Back in Shanhe Bieyuan, Su Qingmian thought about how to apologize to Mu Ziyang.

The responsibility for this matter lies with him. He broke the appointment.

After much deliberation, I can't think of one, two, three. Seeing that the time flower has bloomed No. 11 petals, if you don't sleep, you will be "staying up late".

In Su Qingmian's modern life, he doesn't have many close friends, let alone confidantes. In his limited memory, he can't find a suitable way to ask for peace with Mu Ziyang.

Forget it, there will always be a way.

Maybe Mu Ziyang thought about it on his own and came to him to ask for peace.

Uh... After thinking about Mu Ziyang's youthful arrogance, and then thinking about who the wrong person was, Su Qingmian gave up this unrealistic idea.

Wanmingxu opened the door and came in, Su Qingmian sat up from the bed.

Ge Ge didn't welcome this powerless man who came in without knocking, and bit Wan Mingxu's trouser leg with his milk teeth. Wan Mingxu lifted the back of Ge Ge's neck, and a milk tooth fell off.

Grid's baby teeth were all bitten off.

Probably because of the pain, Ge Ge struggled in Wan Mingxu's hands.

Su Qingmian took Gege with a dark face, opened Gege's mouth to look at the teeth inside.

Wanmingxu was really innocent this time, and put the kit in his hand on the table: "Seeing that you haven't drawn the curtains to sleep, Lord City Master asked me to bring this to you."

Having not slept so late, Su Mu knew that it was Mu Ziyang's matter that made Su Qingmian insomnia.

"what is this?"

"The beads made of regretful thorns mean that I was wrong, please forgive me." Wan Mingxu whispered, "Master Su Mu is stupid, and he can't say a lot, so let me, the deacon, say what Master Su Mu means. It's actually very simple, I just hope you give the beads to Mu Xiaotianming, it's not easy to have a friend, there's no need to be incompatible because of a little thing."

Su Qingmian picked up the kit: "I'll give it away tomorrow."

Wan Mingxu brought the words, turned and left.

Su Qingmian sat at the table, easier said than done.

There was something flickering on the table, and Su Qingmian took a look and found that it was the bracelet he had put on the table more than ten days ago and hadn't put it on.

The flashing thing is the sound transmission stone given to him by the voice of the night.

In the past ten days, the sound transmission stone flashed countless times, but the upset Su Qingmian didn't notice it.

Stretching out her hand and then retracting it, Su Qingmian finally put on the bracelet, the white beads glistened, she was very tenacious and very persistent.

Ge Ge made a humming sound, and blood dripped from the missing teeth in his mouth.

Su Qingmian washed it, and the bleeding was much less.

The sound transmission stone is still flashing.

Su Qingmian clicked, and the voice of Ling Yesheng came over: "I miss you."

After not picking up the sound transmission for so long, the first sentence of the sound of listening to the night was not a complaining "Why did I wait so long", but an affectionate "I miss you".

Su Qingmian: "Don't be nasty, talk about things directly."

"Missing you is what I want to say." Ling Yesheng chuckled happily.

Su Qingmian could even imagine the upward arc of the mouth of Ling Yesheng over there.

"Oh, then you've finished speaking, and I've finished listening, so that's it, goodbye."

He is used to speaking in this tone in front of the sound of the night, it is too difficult to make him change into a look that he likes the sound of the night but can't be liked.

Emotions are also inertial.

But deep down he didn't want to say that.

Want to chat again, even meet the sound of the night.

"Ok."

Another aggrieved tone.

"Wait, can your giving be treated?"

Su Qingmian looked at Gege.

"Giving health is the most basic intermediary technique." The tone over there was a little anxious, "Are you injured?"

"No, my Pegasus has lost its teeth and is bleeding all the time."

"I am going now."

"no need."

Su Qingmian's facial features were distorted when he said this sentence, why did he say this sentence!

It should be okay, it should be said, come now, I need you very much.

This is the embodiment of high emotional intelligence.

"I'll go find you."

People are like this, after saying a wrong sentence, they have to use more words to make up for it, and make up for themselves by making up for it.

Su Qingmian regretted saying this sentence more seriously than the previous sentence.

Ling Yesheng was surprised, and said for a long time, "I'll wait for you."

The light on the sound transmission stone disappeared.

Ling Yesheng probably stopped the sound transmission because he was afraid that Su Qingmian would regret what he said next.

Su Qingmian threw herself on the bed and rolled several times on the bed, the flesh all over her body was tense and throbbing.

He is going to find Listening to the Night?

Now?

Su Qingmian sat up suddenly, stood in front of the mirror and combed her messy hair. She wanted to change her hairstyle, so she combed her hair back to reveal her full forehead.

Alas!

That forehead was bald like a peeled egg, so ugly, Su Qingmian shook her head, and her hair fell down again.

Look left and right, arrange your clothes.

After activating the formation, just after passing it on, he saw Ling Yesheng walking over with a smile through the flower gate, and suddenly found that something was missing from his hand.

Ah, he didn't bring Grid over here!

No grid!

brain...

As soon as Ling Yesheng opened the door, she saw Su Qingmian disappearing into the white light.

Listening to the Night: ...

Feeling hurt.

Su Qingmian hurriedly picked up Gege and activated the formation again, appearing in the cabinet.

The sound of listening to the night has not left yet.

Su Qingmian stuck out her tongue: "I'm sorry, Gege ran away suddenly during the teleportation just now."

There was blood on the white hair around Gege's mouth, Ling Yesheng pinched Gege's head and looked around: "It's okay."

With a little finger, the corner of Gege's mouth stopped bleeding.

Su Qingmian put Ge Ge down, and thanked earnestly: "Thank you."

When he bent down to put Gege, he found that there was a layer of brocade fur on the floor of the room of the sound of listening to the night.

It must be soft and warm to step on with bare feet.

Is Listening to the Night just for him?

Someone knocked on the door, and the sound of listening to the night said to enter.

The man opened the door and saluted: "Master Tianshu, the servant who removed the carpet is here, do you want him to come in now?"

Listening to the night voice: "No, let him go."

"Yes."

The servants closed the door and left.

Su Qingmian closed the corners of her eyes, her face full of embarrassment.

Did Ling Yesheng just want to tear down the brocade fur?

If he hadn't been here, there would have been no worries about listening to the sound of the night, and let the servants dismantle it.

The emotion just now suddenly became very ridiculous.

Ling Yesheng sat on the carpet, and pulled Lasu Qingmian to signal him to sit down too.

Su Qingmian did sit down, but it was far away from the sound of the night.

Ling Yesheng touched the white brocade fur under her body: "This is for you."

"I guessed it, but you want someone to dismantle it." Su Qingmian pursed her lips, "If Lord Tianshu doesn't want to put extra things in the room, there is no need to force yourself."

Ling Yesheng looked at his face carefully, realized that he was angry because of this, and instead smiled: "When the blanket was laid, I wanted you to take a look, but the sound transmission stone didn't respond at all. I would also be angry Yes, what you see is the seventh blanket, and the blanket has been disassembled and spread, many times."

Su Qingmian gripped the brocade blanket tightly.

The blanket was dismantled and paved many times, but after each dismantling, the sound of listening to the night would soon be paved, and then try to contact him with the sound transmission stone again.

"I'm sorry." Su Qingmian lowered her head.

"There's nothing to say sorry about." Ling Yesheng said with some self-deprecating meaning, "You don't like me, I understand, I'm self-indulgent."

Su Qingmian suddenly raised her head, it's not like this, he likes it.

"No……"

Ling Yesheng narrowed his eyes: "Nothing?"

Su Qingmian pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Listening to the night sound: "It seems that I am indeed being sentimental, you don't have to force yourself to make me happy."

A look of loneliness.

However, there shouldn't be such emotions on that pretty face.

He should be ostentatious, noble, self-confident to the point of being conceited, turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain, using the world as a chessboard and all living beings as a flag, and compose an all-powerful song with eloquent schemes.

Su Qingmian's brain surged with hot blood, and he moved closer to the lips of Ling Yesheng.

Separate soon.

Ling Yesheng touched his lips, looked at Su Qingmian in disbelief, and sighed: "You really don't need to force yourself."

Su Qingmian glared at him, forced?Does he look forced?

So in order to prove that she wasn't forced, Su Qingmian kissed her again, this time the kiss was longer and it was posted for a long time.

After parting, Su Qingmian's face turned red.

Ling Yesheng's eyes were blurred and affectionate: "You..."

How embarrassing!

Su Qingmian couldn't stand this kind of atmosphere, she got up and wanted to escape, but Ling Yesheng grabbed her into her arms, and hugged him tightly without doing anything: "Don't go, don't go, let me hold you for a while."

"Yeah." Su Qingmian was surprisingly well-behaved.

Anyway, it's all like this, let me give you a hug.

"I'm so happy."

Hmm, he felt it, his heartbeat was beating like a drum, and it brought his heartbeat up, could he not know that you were very happy?

"Qing Mian, Su Er...Su Er..."

Here, here, stop screaming, he didn't leave, he is really in your arms, he didn't go anywhere.

"Give it to me, don't take it back, okay?"

Okay, okay, he gave you all his love, if you don't take it back, love, once you hand it over, there is no reason to take it back easily.