Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Li Nanheng: “Where? ”

Qin Shiting indifferently: “Home. ”

“Yo, just take people home? ”

“No, man in the hospital. ”

Li Nanheng laughed directly and sneered: “In front of people reading songs directly took Ling Xuan. I think you should just take the next dose of ruthless medicine, take Ling Xuan home and go to bed. Anyway, I almost got engaged to you. The little girl's house has now failed like this, and it's not easy to be miserable. You've been alone for years, so why don't you just take her? ”

Qin Shiting did not speak first, then coldly said: “Did you arrange this? ”

“Who are you asking? Ling Xuan or do you read songs? ”

Qin Shiting did not answer, but the silent atmosphere on the phone clearly expressed his dissatisfaction at this moment.

Over the years, Qin Shiting worked in the hospital. He has added a lot of smoothness to the personality of various patients' families and colleagues every day. There are not many times when he really has a tantrum. Even, Li Nanheng and Mo Jingshen can feel some numbness in his bones and a faint feeling that is not the same as others.

Knowing that he was on the verge of getting angry now, Li Nanheng should also take it away, without making fun of him, said directly: “Okay, knowing that you can't ask about Ling Xuan, it is a coincidence that she will appear in Purple Crystal City, but when you sing in front of people, you are hard to take people away. Who is to blame, you have to bucket this knife to be comfortable? ”

“As for reading the song, I owe her a favor in the United States, and she knows it's my birthday in Haicheng today, so come and have a look, and send me a cake.” Li Nanheng also didn't say deeply: “I don't know, you should understand, she knows you will be there, but she's still here. I can't say much about this in your eyes. After all, I can't say much about it after all, but it's been so many years. I don't see the attitude you had when you left, obviously I didn't intend to have anything to do with her at all, so forget it, I see that you've been fine alone for so many years. ”

Qin Shiting never spoke, Li Nanheng quietly said after a while: “Where's Villa Shui? ”

Qin Shiting did not answer.

Li Nanheng's side didn't give a shit, so he hung up.

Twenty minutes later, Li Nanheng drove directly here.

With a small box of beer in his hand, he came in and put it on the coffee table. Then he went to Qin Shiting's wine cabinet to find some red wine or something. He got it on the coffee table and opened every bottle directly.

Qin Shiting looked at him coldly.

“Look at what? My birthday, you ran away before it was over. I don't have to come to you for a drink? How could I let you go so easily?” Li Nanheng said, handing him a can of beer.

Qin Shiting picked it up, looked at the beer in his eyes, didn't speak, but drank it.

“Old Mo will be here soon.” Li Nanheng said.

Qin Shiting turned away his cold gaze for a while. One of the two brothers had been in the United States for many years, and one had been busy not seeing anyone in the company all day after returning home. Tonight, however, he was idle. He saw a lively scene in Zijingcheng, but he came after the villa.

“Are you touched that both of us don't sleep at night and come with you?” Li Nanheng's phone rang. He took it and smiled.

Qin Shiting was indifferent: “Mistaken friends, woe to you. ”

Li Nanheng enjoyed himself directly. He answered the phone and said to Mojing over there: “I thought after you sent Season Warm back, you and your woman were doing a lot of firewood at home, and there was no time to come out. ”

Mo Jingshen: "... Didn't you just have a drink at night, why did you go to Qin Shiting's for a drink? ”

Li Nanheng sat on the sofa of the villa, squinting his eyes and looking at the bright lights in the villa area outside the window. He glanced at Qin Shiting, who was standing in front of the floor window in the shadow and indifference, and said with a smile: “I fear he can't open it, come and see, he has been standing in front of the window like a piece of wood for half an hour. I suspect that he has become a Buddha and can't hear anything. ”

Mo Jing was not warm enough: “Indeed, his affairs should not be interfered with. ”

Li Nanheng said, “I was in America when I owed a song a favor. Otherwise, you think I'd care about her and old Qin? ”

He wasn't really interested in helping anyone, but Qin Shiting's life over the years was too lonely and light. He looked at his life as if a monk had settled in. He couldn't get a good look at it. He found some other excitement for his life as calm as water.

Mojing drives deep down the sidewalk: “You still with him? ”

Li Nanheng: “He has recently added a lot of good wine here. I intend to drink some, I am lazy to walk around. I live here today. Anyway, two grown men, I will not be here to keep that poor Ling Xuan from coming back. Do something while old Qin's in danger. What, are you really coming? ”

Ink depth: “Wait. ”

Fifteen minutes later.

Nanheng held a cigarette and looked back at the man who appeared in the villa.

Ink landscape was dressed in black, as if stained in the night, walked into the door and glanced at Qin Shiting, who was still standing in front of the window.

Qin Shiting single-handedly stuck them in his trouser pocket, suddenly did not intend to ignore them. Even when Mo Jingdeep suddenly came over at this late hour, he just glanced at the door with cold eyes, his eyes retrieved cold, and he did not speak.

“How long has he been standing?” Mo Jingdeep walked in.

Li Nanheng turned his eyes and looked at the man with a strong figure approaching him. His sharp fingers dusted the ashes, and his eyebrows provoked: “Probably stood there since I got back, as he did when I came. ”

“In other words.” Nan Heng laughed and mocked at Mo Jing Deep: “How dare you come here so late, it won't be so warm in the season that you don't recognize who you are that you just kicked you out of bed? ”

Mojing glanced at him with a cold glance: "Are you experienced? How often do women kick you? ”

Nanheng frowned and smiled and picked up the cigarette and poured him a glass of wine from the coffee table.

Mo Jingdeep did not go to pick up the glass, his cold eyes looked in the direction of Qin Shiting, and Qin Shiting looked out the window cold from the beginning to the end.

“The money you brought back, it's gone so fast?” Mo Jing looked deeply at his shady face and asked cool and fresh.

Nanheng sat on the couch smoking and smiled, and glanced over at Qin Shiting: “I clearly had no interest in Ling Xuan. I had to buy people and put such a piece of brown sugar next to me at the cost. I just didn't want to make it too comfortable to sing. Psst, why is this necessary? Injure the enemy 1,000 self damage 800... Oh no, it should be injure the enemy 1,000 self damage 10,000..."

Mo Jingshen did not speak, Nanheng was just about to pass him a cigarette, and he received Mo Jing's deep cold gaze, and remembered that he had quit the cigarette 800 years ago. He immediately hummed and threw the cigarette at the coffee table.

Ink walked deep into the window, lifted his eyelids and looked out.

Qin Shiting stood here in the direction he had been looking at, that villa not far from the other side.