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When Ah Po finally moved behind Qiu Lingfu, he let out a long breath of relief.

Grinding on the tip of the knife, the carefree people in the world think that the most difficult suffering in their life is nothing more than this level.

Let him turn his back to him, no longer need to deal with those sweet and venomous eyes.Finally, he could unscrupulously borrow the strength of wine and the glimmer of light, greedily licking Qiu Lingfu's soft hair and fair neck with his eyes.

At this time, the feeling of being so young and contemptuous of himself was completely gone.

He just curled up in this small dark corner, listening to his heart palpitations recklessly.

The madness in the wine tonight, mixed with Qiu Lingfu's clean breath, filled his mouth and nose.

He just looks at it now, but doesn't touch the person in front of him anymore. 01:30mm.

Even if he was pressed by himself, he couldn't move or resist, no matter how small and dark the place was, he could make it so that no one would notice him, and he could find a reasonable excuse for any of his touching actions.

When everything that no one knew under the bed finally calmed down, the movement of the conversation came clearly, which sounded dull and distant in the small space.

A girl sounded childish and kept muttering "Mother, mother".

"Thank you, Shaoxia Xiao...and Ms. Shen for taking care of her, but Ms. Shen is a woman after all, a widow, so it's really inconvenient. From now on, I will take care of my husband." Her hoarse voice exposed her talent Crying, but Shen Xiaoru's blunt, small movements are clearly conveyed to the listener's consciousness.

Xiao Shiliu sneered, not afraid to point it out: "Mrs. Lin, I wasn't alone when I sent you here? We just wanted to help you. Xiaoru hasn't left this room since yesterday, and we just wanted to help you." Save him. People in the Jianghu...there are not so many rules."

"But..." Mrs. Lin was about to speak.

In order to avoid hearing more embarrassing words, Shen Xiaoru interrupted her, and said to Xiao Shiliu: "Mrs. Lin is not from the Jianghu, so it is normal to have such male and female rules in her heart."

The tone was neither humble nor overbearing: "But Mrs. Lin, what I did to take care of Mr. Lin was only what was necessary to save people's lives. You don't need to mind it. Now Mr. Lin's poison has been cured, and he will recover in a few days. I will never set foot in this room again."

Neither did she treat Mrs. Lin completely leniently and offended by her suspicion just now, nor did she confront her aggressively.

To put it bluntly, Madam Lin saved some face, but she was so tough and upright that Madam Lin retreated a little.

Qiu Lingfu, who was lying on the bed like a corpse, couldn't help but feel joy in his eyes.

He also felt relieved when he heard this.

Since he was a child, he got along very well with the girls of Huayuye, and even his childhood sweetheart Hanyan, who had a similar taste and made trouble together, made his heart happy to see women who are impressive.

He teased boredly in his heart: But this couple is quite fond of chewing their tongues, so they are a natural pair.

Mrs. Lin has never dealt with Jianghu women.

The girls I talk to usually speak softly, if I accuse men and women of being different like this, I will be too ashamed to lift my head.

I didn't expect Miss Shen to have such a temper, and the young man would protect her like this.

Regretting that she had said something unpleasant and made the relationship between herself and her savior so stalemate, she stammered: "I, I just..."

But he was awkward and refused to admit his mistake, so he had to change the subject: "Anyway, I would like to thank Ms. Shen. I went out in a hurry and only brought some silver taels. Please accept Ms. Shen and Shaoxia Xiao."

Shen Xiaoru didn't speak, but Xiao Shiliu took the silver taels unceremoniously. He shook the bag of silver taels in his hand: "Since Mrs. Lin wants us to accept it, then you won't be polite."

After saying that, the two went out without looking back.

The door was closed softly and carefully, but the person did not rush over.

The girl looked innocently at the crystal eyes of her mother, and asked, "What's wrong with you, mother?"

Mrs. Lin held the silk in her hand, crying weakly in her voice: "Mother is fine, Yu'er is good, let's go see Daddy."

Under the bed, Wei could watch Mrs. Lin approaching step by step, floating towards her like a lotus in full bloom on her skirt.

The little girl was held in his hands, probably only two or three years old?If you lay down on the ground and walk, and see two people under the bed, will you be frightened and cry?

As stubborn as Qiu Lingfu, but not interested in making crying children.

And the Ah Po behind him is so powerful and wolf-like cunning, I am afraid that he will definitely not let this happen.

Just thinking about the dangerously quiet person behind him, he felt a strange and gentle pressure on his chest, which made his breathing difficult and stagnant again.

The people lurking behind him pressed their hands on his chest like a hug, and someone came close to his ear and whispered, "They are coming, why don't you panic?"

Why panic?Being a grasshopper on the same rope as Ah Po, my heart is surprisingly calm.

The back was tightly pressed against the man's chest because of the man's bullying, and the strong smell of alcohol hit again.

Qiu Lingfu was so calm just now, but he was disturbed by the smell of alcohol and became confused.

Even with the illusion of thin skin, he felt the heart of the powerful man behind him beating like a drum.

He never took delusion to heart.

Mrs. Lin had already come to the front, Qiu Lingfu was observing from a low angle under the bed, and could only see the blooming skirts.

Even the light footsteps amplified when they reached his ears, and the unconscious tension made Qiu Lingfu hold his breath involuntarily.

If I could reach out my hand at this time, I'm afraid I could touch Mrs. Lin's skirt in an offensive manner.

The little girl was put on the bed. After crawling for a while, she said softly, "Mother, Daddy is asleep."

Mrs. Lin sat on the bed and seemed to be shaking the sleeping man: "Mister, Mr...."

There was no movement in the bed. .

"Xianggong..." Mrs. Lin became anxious, she couldn't help raising her voice, and pushed a little harder.

The little girl also helped her mother: "Father!"

I couldn't see what was going on with Mr. Lin, but I heard Mrs. Lin's weeping like a collapse, and the little girl's shrill voice: "Father, don't sleep, wake up, mother is calling you."

Screaming and screaming, seeing Niang shed tears, I couldn't help crying.

The noisy voice intertwined with everything, hearing it made Qiu Lingfu upset, and couldn't help complaining about the person who didn't move on the bed: it was just a little poison, but not fatal, and his wife and daughter didn't wake up to see after they yelled like this.

He propped himself up slightly, and leaned firmly to Qiu Lingfu's ear.

Sure enough, Qiu Lingfu was taken aback. The mother and daughter were so close to the two of them, and he was so adventurous, which finally showed his flaws in his indifferent indifference.

The voice seemed to be contained in the mouth, crushing on Qiu Lingfu's ears: "It's all you."

Pressing his lips against Qiu Lingfu's cold ear without any barriers, the three words seemed to be sent to his ear canal along with the smell of alcohol, spreading to the fluffy hair beside his ear, and he became restless.

Every word rubbed against his ears warmly and softly, this seemingly inadvertent action forced those tender and green ears to turn red.

The bad bastard who always had a thick skin, no matter whether he faced sharp ridicule or overbearing threats, mean taunts or angry reprimands, he turned a blind eye.

This person's heart is like a ball of flexible cotton, no matter how hard you beat it, you can't hurt him.

Like a newborn child, quarreling, tossing wantonly, squandering sorrows and joys, and don't care about others' pain and happiness, and never know what shame is.

It makes people love and anger.

But this ruthless and fearless person is the first time to pay attention to such a strange skin-to-skin relationship.

At this time, the space is crowded, small and dark, and eavesdropping under the eyes of people, and I can't help being sensitive all over my body, and I have become more observant of everything around me.

Like a lonely insect chirping in the silent night sky, he thought he was insignificant and kept his voice low, but even the slight sound of flapping wings breaking the wind was enough for all passers-by under the night sky to hear his secret.

Even the dull ones who have never set foot in the secret realm can detect a thing or two.

This change in the atmosphere made Qiu Lingfu feel more alert.

Uneasy and doubtful in my heart, why did the inexplicable disturbance arise, and what was it for?

It is like a field that I have never touched or noticed, strange and fearful, even a forbidden area is a paradise for people.

This field is a natural temptation for people in the world, both for body and soul.

But he habitually seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages to stay away, even if that area is neither joy nor pain for him, it is still a blank sheet of paper.

He didn't even want to understand it in detail, so he wanted to run away in a hurry, and fled back to his happy world where only one person was at ease.

He was so sad and careless that there was a slight movement on the bed, and Qiu Lingfu's upset stopped there.

Mr. Lin fell asleep, but he was weak and fell into a deep sleep. After being quarreled for a while, he finally woke up slowly.

Seeing the person in front of him regain consciousness amid the crying and excited shouts of his relatives, he said in a daze, "Yu'er, Zhilan..."

Mrs. Lin stopped sobbing, choked up and said, "Master, Mr. Xiang, are you better?"

The child also thumped and tossed on the bed: "Daddy."

Although he was lying on the bed, Mr. Lin kept comforting him, "Okay, I'm healed."

He went to grab Mrs. Lin's hand, trying to comfort her, but Mrs. Lin pulled her hand away and refused to let him hold it.

Although the two people under the bed couldn't see what happened, they could feel the atmosphere freeze.

Mrs. Lin's voice seemed to be stuffy in her chest: "I heard from your friends that this poison will not kill you, but you...you want to die."

Complaints and anger intertwined in the tone.

Seeing his wife's red eyes from crying, Mr. Lin felt pain in his heart, tears were streaked on his face, and he was cut on his body like a knife cut, and he said in shame: "I...it's because the poison is too harsh, my whole body is like peeling off the skin. Usually it's full of blood, I can't hear it, I can't say it, I can only watch it. Zhilan, I really..."

The white and tender child was telling his father to play on his own, seeing his father's haggard appearance, he turned his head to see his mother's serious expression, and stopped the fuss cleverly.

He couldn't understand it, so he stared blankly.

Every time he uttered a word, it seemed to repeat yesterday's tragic situation. Mr. Lin hated and was afraid, and under the heartbroken gaze of his lover, he almost wanted to speak, but he really couldn't continue.

Mrs. Lin had heard other people's descriptions of how bloody and unbearable the scene was, and now she heard it from Mrs. Xiang, the few short sentences were already shocking, and she said softly: "Okay, I don't blame you...but you In the future, if you encounter such a thing again, I just beg you, if you can persist, persist. If you can't persist, you go, and I won't blame you. But when Yu'er grows up, I will follow suit you......"

"Zhilan, don't say that! Next time I'm like this, I'll just grit my teeth and stick to it." Mr. Lin panicked, and finally held his wife's cold and trembling hand. He said eagerly, "Don't be angry. talk."

The lips were pursed into firm lines, resolute as if swearing: "I am not angry, people live a lifetime, their sorrows and joys are their own, and others are just passers-by after all. You are in pain and want to die. I am in pain, why can't I die?"

This is extremely refreshing to hear!Qiu Lingfu liked the ease and ease that seemed to take revenge with sadness and pain.

Ah Po is also secretly admired.Mrs. Lin was so annoyed to hear that Mr. Lin wanted to die, she presumably loved this Mr. Lin deeply, but she endured a lot of pain when she said these words.

But Ah Po dare not agree.Indeed, in this world, it is not easy to just worry about your own emotions, why should you worry about others?

If there is a person who can make him put life and death aside, put suffering and joy aside, he likes me, he hurts me, he mourns me, and a person lives and dies for love and hate. carefree!

But this is not the way he wants to be free.

If you have no love, you will be able to enjoy your life without restraint.If there is love, the confinement of the world is also happy.

However, it cannot be strong enough to protect the one you love to live a peaceful and happy life, and you will not be happy regardless of life or death.

The tip of his nose couldn't help sniffing flowers, piously and pitifully, and moved closer to the hair of the person in front of him. The smell was clean and tickling.

He is only ten years old, and although he has been experienced and seasoned since he was a child, he is too far away from love, hatred, love and hatred, and he is as clumsy as a boy in the world when he first loves.

The hand was restlessly and purposefully put on the man's flexible waist, and the hand that was brought up cautiously slipped from gentleness to the other extreme, curled up possessively, pinched hard, and was satisfied to hear Qiu Lingfu's rapid breathing .