Rebirth's Special Habit

"Who's outside?" Xie Shuling asked eagerly in the lounge.

Xiao Mo frowned, and said slowly, "Fu Jun."

Xie Shuling took two steps anxiously, and asked, "Does he have a camera?"

Xiao Mo shook his head, Xie Shuling heaved a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "That's good, maybe I'm overthinking..."

There was a trace of worry in Xiao Mo's eyes, he always felt that this incident was not just a coincidence.

On the crew's last night in Tranquility, the atmosphere was as harmonious and peaceful as ever, but below it was turbulent unknown waves, with intentional and unintentional threads intertwined, like a huge and dark beast, ready to choose and devour at any time.

Xiao Mo had some insomnia and slept very restlessly.

At the same time, in Jiangdu hundreds of kilometers away, Xiao Ting left Fange and went back to Xiao's old house after a long absence.Of course, due to helplessness, he had to take along Pei Wang who was becoming more and more annoying.

The Xiao family has a manor on the outskirts of the city, which covers a large area and is surrounded by a garden area specially planned by the government. It can be called low-key luxury, and it is a testament to the wealth accumulated by generations of the Xiao family.Before Xiao Ting took over as the head of the family, this house was always crowded with people coming and going.

Until the death of Xiao's father, the Xiao family was in turmoil, and all the forces were reshuffled. The three brothers of the Xiao family chose different paths and moved out at the same time. The old house also lost its former glory.

Xiao Ting seldom comes back here. There are too many memories of the past in the old house, especially about his father... If possible, Xiao Ting does not want to recall those scenes with warm colors and radiance, which will make him vulnerable .

Xiao Yu, the father of the three brothers of the Xiao family, is an elegant man.He is obviously the head of the Xiao family, but his favorite thing is to practice brush calligraphy and make kung fu tea.Xiao Yu has an amiable and friendly personality, and he has a lot of friends on weekdays, so Xiao's house has become crowded with people, and it is very lively every day.

Xiao Yu actually didn't like being the head of the family, so during the time he was in charge of the family, he ignored the objections of the family elders and insisted on whitewashing most of the Xiao family's property.He told the three sons that the Xiao family in the future will no longer need a patriarch with a blade in hand, and the children of the Xiao family will no longer have to devote their entire lives to the family. Xiao Ting, Xiao Mo and Xiao Yan can choose their own lives and walk their own paths. want to go the way.

Xiao Ting has always believed in his father's promise, until that day five years ago, when he saw his father's slender and straight back bent, twitched, struggled, and then fell down suddenly, completely stopped breathing.

Not everyone wants to leave the road of licking blood with a sharp knife and making a lot of money. After all, Xiao Yu blocked the way of most people.

Xiao Ting parked the car in front of the old house, turned off the lights, quietly looked at the door that was no longer glamorous, tapped the steering wheel with his fingers rhythmically, a little lost in thought.

It wasn't until there was a rustling sound from the passenger seat beside him that he came back to his senses and turned his head to look.

Pei Wang probably got impatient with waiting, he was wriggling on the seat, wanting to get out of the car.The man's beautiful face was blurred under the dim light, and his lips, which were slightly pursed because of dissatisfaction, were rosy and gorgeous, and when they were occasionally exposed to the light, Xiao Ting left a glimpse of surprise in his eyes.

Beautiful and thin lips, soft and beautiful jawline, fair and smooth skin...

Xiao Ting's heart, which had always been quiet, thumped, and the familiar scene flew in his mind. He subconsciously raised his hand and pinched Pei Wang's chin, hesitating to speak.

Pei Wang honestly stopped moving around, looked at Xiao Ting curiously, and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Ting, can we go down? It's so dark here..."

Where did I see it... Xiao Ting frowned and looked at this childlike and innocent man in front of him, the doubts in his heart deepened layer by layer.

Why did Pei Wang pester him, and why did he give him such a strange sense of familiarity at a certain moment...

Xiao Ting is very convinced that in the past 27 years, it is absolutely impossible for him to deal with an anti-narcotics policeman, not to mention that this person is the eldest grandson of the Pei family, and he has a special status. impression……

Moreover, what the master of the Pei family said, what does Pei Wang's top-secret mission five years ago have to do with the Xiao family and Xiao Yu?

Xiao Ting hates the feeling that this kind of thing is out of his control, but Pei Wang... makes him uncontrollably attracted.

His fingers subconsciously stroked the smooth and delicate skin of the man, Pei Wang was a little itchy when he touched him, and he laughed.

His smile turned into a pure and childlike face, Xiao Ting frowned slightly, unable to stop, he could only cough lowly, opened the car door, and said in a low voice: "Get out of the car."

Although the Xiao family's old house was bleak, there were still three or five servants living there. Xiao Ting opened the door and entered the house. The old butler stood tremblingly at the porch, bowed respectfully, and said hello: "Young master."

Xiao Ting stepped forward to help him up, a three-point smile appeared on his usual cold face, and blamed: "Uncle Sun, didn't you say that I will be late today, you don't have to wait for me."

The old housekeeper patted Xiao Ting's hand with a smile, and said stubbornly: "It's rare for the young master to come back once, so you should wait." As the old man said, he looked at Pei Wang who was looking around curiously with his cloudy eyes, doubtfully Ask, "This is...?"

Xiao Ting hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "This is my friend, let Xiao Yang arrange a room for him." He paused, and added, "Just next to my room."

Pei Wang is afraid of the dark, and sometimes he wakes up in the middle of the night, and has to run to his bed to fall asleep. The closer the arrangement, the easier it is to take care of him.

Uncle Sun was obviously startled, and looked at Xiao Ting in surprise.Xiao Ting was inexplicably guilty, coughed lowly, and changed the subject: "It's so late, is Uncle Sun tired? You go to rest first, and we can talk tomorrow if you have anything to say."

Uncle Sun nodded with a smile, walked a few steps, looked back at Pei Wang carefully, and then went back to rest.

Xiao Yang is Uncle Sun's adopted son. If there is no accident, he will take over Uncle Sun's position in the future and continue to take care of this huge property for the Xiao family.Xiao Ting called him, gave him some instructions in a low voice, Xiao Yang nodded repeatedly, and quickly tidied up the room next to Xiao Ting's bedroom.

Xiao Ting originally thought that Pei Wang would resist the idea of ​​sleeping separately, but who knew that although Pei Wang was not happy, he did not pester him like before, only made a fuss for a while, and obediently entered the room.

Xiao Ting went back to his room and lay on the bed. It had been a long time since there was another person grabbing a place. He could finally stretch his limbs comfortably. It was obviously a good thing, but he felt strangely uncomfortable and couldn't sleep well.

Half asleep and half awake, he heard a barely audible light noise from the next room, followed by the thin creaking of the wooden floor.

He woke up instantly, took out the gun hidden under the pillow, opened the door silently, and chased him out.