Look good

"Remember, I will only take you into the manor for a while. If Wen Changrong doesn't let you in at the door, it's the two of you's business. It has nothing to do with me. I will never say a word for you. Also, the two of us It was a coincidence, don't mention the perfume."

About 200 meters away from the gate of Wen's Manor, Qiao Xing stopped the car, and once again emphasized the bottom line of this transaction with Qi Da.

He really wanted that bottle of perfume, but not to the point of dying.

Bringing people to the manor is already the best that can be done.

"Got it." Qi Da urged him impatiently, "Let's go."

"Give me the perfume as soon as you enter the manor."

"Good good."

After getting the guarantee, Qiao Xing drove to the manor again.

When the car arrived at the gate, the bodyguards on both sides of the gate came forward for routine inspection.

Qiao Xing rolled down the car window, the bodyguard glanced at him, and then his eyes fell on Qi Da who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Qiao Xing took out the cigar box in his pocket, took out one and handed it to the bodyguard, and said with a smile: "This is the kid who was with Mr. Wen last month, and Mr. Wen went to his new song conference specially." .”

"..." The bodyguard didn't pick up the cigar, but said, "We don't seem to have received any notice that this little gentleman is coming to our house."

This means that I don't want to let go.

The agreement made by Qiao Xing and Qi Da was to give perfume only after arriving in the manor, and now they are still at the gate of the manor, so the deal is not countable.

Qiao Xing gritted his teeth, and simply closed the cigarette box, enduring the pain of bleeding in his heart, and handed over the whole box of cigars.

"Brother, you have worked hard."

"..." The bodyguard looked at Qi Da, then at the cigar box in Qiao Xing's hand, finally took the box, took a step back, and made a gesture of invitation.

at last.

Qiao Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you."

……

The car drove about ten meters into the manor, and Qiao Xing stopped on the spot with one foot on the brakes, and then took out the perfume in Qi Da's pocket with lightning speed.

"????" Qi Da didn't even react. He was stunned for more than ten seconds before realizing what happened. He was angry and funny at the same time: "It's not that I won't give it to you! As for it?"

"Heh." Qiao Xing sneered, "The last time you used my key to steal my music score, you brat, there is obviously something wrong with your character."

"..." Qi Da was momentarily at a loss for words.

Qiao Xing didn't bother to pay attention to him, just tightly holding the bottle of hard-won perfume, and said, "I'll inspect the product."

After all, Qiao Xing gently unscrewed the bottle cap.

A familiar scent of snow grass wafted out.

The faint fragrance passed through the nasal cavity and reached the brain, and then permeated all the limbs. Qiao Xing remembered the temperature of the fingers when the man stroked his temples back then, as if he had glimpsed the tenderness that he had not seen for many years.

——The so-called dream come true, probably so.

"...Why do you have such a disgusting expression?" Qi Da on the side suddenly made a sound of disgust, moved to the side with lingering fear, and looked him up and down: "Is this perfume made of contraband? Why do you take drugs? It's the same..."

Qiao Xing: "..."

What is spoiling the scenery, this is it.

He looked at Qi Da speechlessly for a while, and finally screwed up the perfume expressionlessly, put it in his pocket, and said to Qi Da.

"From now on, if you say a word in the car, I will kick you down immediately."

Qi Da: "?!"

……

The car soon arrived in front of Wen's mansion.

Wen's mansion is in the European architectural style of the last century, and it looks like an old-fashioned European aristocratic majesty from the outside.

Uncle Wu stood in front of the opened wooden door, obviously waiting for him for a long time.

Qiao Xing drove the car to the corresponding location, handed the key to the doorman, and took Qi Da out of the car.

"Uncle Wu, this is Qi Da." Qiao Xing looked for Wen Changrong through the open door, and pulled Qi Da forward to introduce him, "His car broke down on the way, and I just want to come here too. By the way, I will take a ride."

What Qiao Xing said was very skillful.

encountered on the road.

The kid said he was coming here.

I took a ride along the way.

It can be said that he picked himself up clean.

Hearing what he said, Uncle Wu didn't ask any questions, just had the usual smile on his face, then bowed slightly to Qi Da, and made a gesture of please in the other direction.

"Mr. Qi, please go to the small building over there."

Obviously, this is the refusal of Qi Da to enter the main house.

"I won't go!" Qi Da refused without thinking, and said sonorously, "I want to see Mr. Wen!"

Uncle Wu smiled and didn't answer. Two tall bodyguards came over.

"Mr. Qi, I'll take you there, please follow me."

He said please, but the two bodyguards surrounded Qi Da oppressively, one on the left and one on the right.

"..." Qiao Xing fell silent for a moment, and quietly stood a little further away.

"I want to see Mr. Wen!" The so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and he is not at all shy when facing bodyguards Qi Da who are two as big as himself. "Let me see him! Otherwise I'll...I'll...I'll just let this go!"

"..."

Listen.

What kind of words would only be said by kindergarten children when they are in trouble?

Qiao Xing's teeth were sore.

Wen Changrong, Wen Changrong, why do you old bastard always like these silly things?

"Mr. Qi, please come with us." The bodyguard didn't care about this, and put Qi Da's arms on the left and right, as if to drag him away.

Unexpectedly, Qi Da didn't hesitate at all, his arms were clamped, so he immediately moved his legs.

One left foot and one right foot, the strength is unambiguous at all, it seems that today I can't let it go.

"Mr. Qi! If you get hurt for a while, you will be at your own risk!" The bodyguard raised his voice to warn.

"Put me down!"

Seeing that punching and kicking failed, Qi Da opened his mouth to bite.

Wen Changrong's bodyguards really know how to take action if the commotion continues like this.

Qiao Xing moved her fingers and was about to open her mouth when Uncle Wu said:

"Mr. Wen is waiting for you in the small building over there."

"?" Qi Da stopped struggling, "Really?"

Uncle Wu nodded: "Yes."

"..." Qi Da pondered for a few seconds suspiciously, and said, "Then why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Sir wants to surprise you."

"..." The expression on Qi Da's face became a bit shy: "Let go of me! I'll go by myself!"

Qiao Xing: "..."

This kid is really silly and sweet.

Seeing Qi Da and the two bodyguards going away, Qiao Xing sighed silently in his heart, then turned his head and said to Uncle Wu pretending to be emotional: "The children of today are really..."

Uncle Wu smiled: "Mr. Qiao, please come in."

"Ok."

After tidying up his clothes, Qiao Xing stepped into the room.

As soon as he stepped into the gate, his ears were caught.

"Aw!" The strength was not small, and Qiao Xing howled immediately regardless of his image.

"Keep your voice down," Wen Changrong's cold voice came from diagonally above him, "It's like a dog howling, I'm deaf from your ears."

"Mr. Wen Wenwen..." Qiao Xing's voice suddenly dropped.

But Wen Changrong pulled his ear hard enough.

Qiao Xing could only maintain an awkward posture, trying to put his ears in the direction of the man's hand. He tried to turn his head and move his eyes, but unfortunately he could only see the toe of the man's boot.

He said pitifully: "You, you are here..."

"This is my home, why am I here?"

"I, I, I... that's not what I meant..." The feeling of being pulled by someone's ear was not good, Qiao Xing endured the pain and said, "My ear hurts so much from you pulling it, and my brain froze..."

It's okay not to say it, but when Wen Changrong said it, he pulled it up even harder.

"Do you still know the pain?"

"It hurts!!!" Qiao Xing almost couldn't control himself and howled like a dog.

"Knowing the pain and still having the guts to bring outsiders? Have you forgotten all the rules?"

"He said you invited him! I just took a ride..."

Wen Changrong looked at him coldly: "When we met on the road, did we drop by? To bring him in with cigars? Qiao Xing, when did you become so kind and generous, huh?"

"..." Feelings Wen Changrong knew about the cigars he gave just now.

Qiao Xing swallowed her saliva, trying to get away with it: "The so-called farewell for three days, you should be impressed..."

Wen Changrong twisted his hands and ears.

"I was wrong!!" Qiao Xing howled, "Sir, I know I was wrong! Really wrong!!!"

The sound was deafening, and Wen Changrong frowned.

"I was wrong...I'm sorry..." Qiao Xing is really a person who is very afraid of pain, his eyes are red with pain at this moment, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Sir, please forgive me..."

Wen Changrong still twisted his ear, but did not answer.

"Sir... I was wrong, really..."

Wen Changrong's eyes fell on the slightly red corners of his eyes, he was silent for a few seconds, and then let go.

Qiao Xing quickly covered his burning ears, and jumped three meters away from Wen Changrong.

"come over."

"……Oh."

Qiao Xing covered his ears tightly, and reluctantly returned to the man.

"We've only met three times recently, and two of them you said sorry to me." Wen Changrong turned his head to look at him with a cold face: "I'm sorry you say three words the fastest every time, but next time you make a mistake It’s not ambiguous at all.”

"..." Qiao Xing lowered his head, with a low eyebrow and a pleasing look.

"Why, are you dissatisfied with me?"

"...don't dare."

"What is that?"

"I didn't lose that ring on purpose, and I don't want to..."

"What about Qi Da?" Wen Changrong's gray pupils reflected his face, as cold as metal. "I told you the rule that you are not allowed to bring outsiders, have you forgotten?"

"I didn't!" Qiao Xing quickly denied, and then tried to explain: "I just think he is too pitiful..."

"Look at him too pitiful?"

"...Well... maybe... maybe... right." Qiao Xing felt guilty.

"You lie to ghosts and ghosts and don't believe it."

"..." Qiao Xing also knew that this lie was too clumsy, and with the fact that he gave the bodyguard cigars at the door earlier, Wen Changrong, even an idiot, would have seen something.

"How much did he pay you?" Wen Changrong asked.

"I didn't give me any money." Qiao Xing didn't lie about this.

"Really?" Wen Changrong obviously didn't believe it.

"I really didn't." Qiao Xing raised his eyes to look at Wen Changrong: "I swear to God..."

Before the words fell, a few footsteps came from the stairs on the second floor.

Shen Qinlan's voice came from above: "Evergreen."

Qiao Xing stopped talking for a moment, while Wen Changrong raised his head and looked up.

"Have you washed it?"

"Ah."

A few more footsteps came from behind, and Shen Qinlan quickly walked to Wen Changrong's side.

Wen Changrong naturally took the towel from Shen Qinlan's hand to wipe away the drops of hair from his temples. Then Shen Qinlan glanced at Qiao Xing who had been standing there all the time, as if he had just seen him:

"Qiao Xing is here too."

Ha ha.

It's strange to be able to pretend.

Qiao Xing smiled: "Yes."

Shen Qinlan's eyes fell on his red skin: "Why are the ears so red?"

"allergy."

As a "three-good lover", in front of the person whom the gold master likes, of course he doesn't need to say that the gold master's finger has just made intimate contact with his ear, so as not to add unnecessary trouble.

"That's it."

"Go and sit on the sofa." Wen Changrong took Shen Qinlan's shoulder and walked to the sofa.

Qiao Xing didn't even catch a glance, just continued rubbing his right ear, and silently followed behind the two.

Walking to the living room, Wen Changrong sat down with Shen Qinlan in his arms, while Qiao Xing found an inconspicuous corner to stand.

According to the usual practice, he made Wen Changrong angry, and if Wen Changrong didn't ask him to sit down, then he couldn't sit down.

Don't ask why, anyway, they have been like this for six years.

Shen Qinlan was not surprised by this, and talked with Wen Changrong about the current affairs on the sofa as if no one else was there, and the two chatted happily.

Qiao Xing stood in the corner of the living room, with his head hanging slightly, rubbing his swollen right ear with one hand.

His eyes fell on the marble floor tiles that reflected the tall and straight figure of the man in the shirt and black trousers.

thought.

A beast in clothes, a gentle scum, a pervert, an old beast.

When he becomes rich in his next life, he must find Wen Changrong and pull his ears viciously a hundred times!