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Zhou Heng finished asking some more questions, and seeing that he could not get any more useful information, he scanned the voice introduction code in Copy's memory and took Murong Qing away.

After sending away the cold-faced Hades Zhou Heng, Nan Xiao felt as if he had been fucked in a downpour, his muscles and bones ached, and his whole body was drenched.

A ground wolf is a ground wolf. It is a creature that lives in the dark for a long time. Once it stands in the light, it is more ferocious and cruel than a lion or a tiger.

Nan Xiao felt that he was just a bird, and playing tricks on Zhou Heng and people who moved him here was the wildest thing he did after he became mature.

The eggs were almost scared off.

Returning weakly to his [-]-square-meter big office, Nan Xiao didn't feel any better, but was even more oppressed by the strong fragrance of ylang ylang-ylang in the room.

But he quickly drained the restlessness in his chest to the bottom.

I saw a man stepping out from the corner at the end of the south side. The man was slim and graceful, with a slender waist and hips and long legs. He was only wearing his pink shirt on his upper body. The shirt was a little too big, loose and a little skewed, with a large white collarbone exposed at the neckline. The lower part can barely cover the legs, revealing two straight and slender legs, walking in various postures.

Three points coquettish and three points femininity.

He just walked in front of Nan Xiao and opened his voice, instantly destroying his gentleness and beauty.

Nan Lin rolled up his sleeves, rushed to Nan Xiao aggressively, opened his mouth and cursed: "Are you a fucking pig? I can't even recite the lines I gave you. Repeat his words twice and three times!"

The two buttons under Nan Lin's neck were unfastened, and Nan Xiao lowered his eyes and looked at the honey-colored bulge from the slightly open shirt from a tricky angle.

"Fuck! Look at what I'm talking to you!" Nan Lin swung his slender arms and slapped Nan Xiaotian on the top: "Do you think Brother Heng is an idiot? Let him know what we did, and I won't If you count on him to come to me, you won't have to live!"

"Ah!" Fate is greater than color, Nan Xiao quickly raised his head when he heard it, and looked at Nan Lin's angry face, which was so red that it was so beautiful, but he still couldn't get angry, so he pursed his mouth and pressed in a low voice: "Lin Lin, it was you who said I will protect me if something happens, you can't cross the river and tear down the bridge."

"Then you can't fucking hit the gun!" Nan Lin glared at Nan Xiao, walked around his desk and sat on the big boss chair where the three of them could sit, with his legs up on the table , hooking his heels on the edge of the table and pulling the chair closer to the table, he reached out to pick up the dried yellow peaches in the snack box on the table and stuffed them into his mouth, saying: "Brother Heng hasn't had feelings for me yet, let him know that I'm dead now." Immortality is not guaranteed, don't talk about you, you trash bird!"

"I'm sorry." Nan Xiao said as he tilted his head and lowered his waist. His voice was not in awe of Zhou Heng, but flattery: "I didn't mean it. Zhou Heng is really scary. I don't understand. He What's so good about it!"

"Get lost!" Nan Lin smashed the dried yellow peaches that he had eaten into Nan Xiao's face: "At least he won't peep at other people's insides like an old hooligan. I'm here to hide from the dog's nose, not for you to see, understand!"

"Lin Lin, I only look at yours." Nan Xiao quickly straightened his neck, ran to Nan Lin's side, squeezed onto the leather chair and stretched out his arms to hug Nan Lin: "I like you so much, so you should consider me, I'm tall, handsome, rich, and a big bird, if Zhou Heng and Murong Qing can't get along this time, I..."

"Bah bah bah, they will definitely divide this time!" Nan Lin was about to vomit blood angrily, and directly spit the flesh in his mouth onto Nan Xiao's face, and kicked Nan Xiao off the chair in a fit of anger: "Get out of here, mess up again!" Talk to me and beat you to death!"

Damn it, what a piece of rubbish, the pulp is almost rotten, bad luck!

After getting in the car, Zhou Heng held Murong Qing in his arms and didn't speak for a long time. The drizzle was still lingering outside the window, and he had no intention of stopping at all.

Murong Qing lowered his head and looked at the hands lying flat on his lap, quietly like a painting, letting the light and shadow penetrating into the car rise and fall on his body.

Zhou Heng didn't look at Murong Qing either, he stared at the rain outside the window, thinking about what Nan Xiao said, there were dark golden threads in his black pupils, which was a little frightening.

What he wants is the memory with you, and with you, that's all.

Ever since he knew that Murong Qing had made a copy of his memory in the morning, he never thought of this possibility.

He thought that the past few years were the most brilliant years of Murong Qing's career. The small and big awards, the three-dwelling actor, and the popularity of thousands of people, can be regarded as the pinnacle that an actor can reach at this age.

He thought that Murong Qing was worried that his marriage or age would affect his career, and this kind of grand occasion was no longer there.

He thought that what Murong Qing wanted to remember was these.

Even, since last year, there have been celebrities making memory copies to sell fans to make quick money. He also has guesses about this.

But, neither.

When he thought Murong Qing didn't love him, Murong Qing told him in such a violent way.

He wants to remember every bit of being with him.

Isn't this love?

How could this not be love!

It took Zhou Heng a while to calm down. He let out a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Murong Qing, and then said to Lin Yao who was sitting on Murong Qing's left: "Call your dad and tell him that I will invite him out of the mountain!"

Lin Yao, who thought his father would come to pick up the baby, immediately took out his mobile phone excitedly and called his leopard father.

Zhou Heng asked the leopard spirit Lin Bao to monitor Nan Xiao as soon as possible.

After Zhou Heng talked about the labor fee, Lin Bao asked with trembling hands and excited heart if his wife, Lin Tu, could also work together. The salary would be one-third of his salary. Someone gave him clothes, meals, and peeing during shift shifts.

Said very sincerely.

Zhou Heng was so intrigued by the family's planners, that he threatened to fire the family if he made a mistake, so he hired Lin Tu as well.

After hanging up the phone, profiteer Zhou Heng scorned Lin Yao and said, "Lin Tubao, your mother's salary will be deducted from your salary."

"Come on, okay, no problem." As long as he is not dismissed, Lin Yao, who has 1 people who are willing to do so, is ashamed, he peeked at Murong Qing and whispered: "But, Brother Heng, can we not call him by the old name? "

Lin Yao, when he was hired by Zhou Heng and registered for their family, his father's name was Lin Bao, his mother's name was Lin Tu, and his name was Lin Tubao.

Because Lin Tubao is the protagonist, first give him the household registration, the person who registered was shocked when he heard his name: Lin what, Lin Tubao?

Lin Tubao almost didn't cry, begging Zhou Heng to threaten his parents to change the name that symbolizes the love of Tubao.

At that time, Lin Bao and Lin Tu agreed to change Lin Tubao's name, but Lin Tubao was entangled.

Later, the whole family surrounded Zhou Heng and asked Zhou Heng to help him name it.

Zhou Heng thought for a while and said, "Since he is a bodyguard, Lu Yao knows horsepower and sees people's hearts for a long time, so let's call him Lin Yao."

At that time, Lin Yao was clutching his clothes, looking like a soldier who could be killed and could not be humiliated: "Brother, you, you gave me so much money, don't you really want to rape me, right? I, I have a partner, my brother Leopard is about to become a genius .”

Zhou Heng angrily threw Lin Yao to Qin Zirong for half a year of training.

At this moment, Zhou Heng didn't have time to talk nonsense to Lin Yao. He looked down at Murong Qing's drooping eyes, stretched out his hand to hold his hand on his knee, stretched out his left hand to hold Murong Qing's, and clasped his fingers together. Together, and then pull on his lips, gently kiss the back of his hand.

In the palm of his hand, which is one size smaller than his own, the joints are distinct but extremely soft, white and clean but very fragrant, it is Zhou Heng's favorite fragrance of grass and mint, and this fragrance is even more intense when Murong Qing's hand is trembling nervously.

Brother Qing, who was sick, was so obedient that Zhou Heng was worried.

Zhou Heng couldn't bear to take Murong Qing around on a rainy day, so he asked Wang Zhong to drive back to Liuxiu Lake where he lived.

When they arrived at the community, Zhou Heng told Wang Zhong some of Murong Qing's favorite fruits to buy some fresh ones. After thinking about it, the current Murong Qing might not like these.

Just in case, he still asked: "Brother Qing, what fruit do you like to eat?"

Wang Zhong, who was still in the fog, dropped his jaw a little, and Lin Yao also held his breath nervously.

However, when the car stopped at the entrance of the building, Murong Qing said, "I can do it."

Zhou Heng said in the tone of a domineering president: "Tell me, anyway, you are mine now, and you are short on rations. Wouldn't you make people laugh?"

Wang Zhong grinned, his face flushed with doubts: You don't have to play tricks like this, my actor owes you this little money!

Murong Qing hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I want a durian."

As soon as Wang Zhong heard it, he immediately gave me a look of embarrassment.

Zhou Heng was also obviously shocked. Brother Qing was really not playing with him. He had never eaten durian and knew that he was extremely disgusted with the smell of durian. Maybe Qing brother bought durian for him to kneel while smelling it?

"I'm sorry, the durian taste may be a bit strong." I love this thing very much, but I hate it and walked around. Seeing that Zhou Heng was stunned, Murong Qing quickly changed his words and said, "I can eat apples and oranges."

"Durian, two." Zhou Heng finished speaking to Wang Zhong with a little disappointment, and pulled Murong Qing out of the car: "It's okay, I like it too, I'm just surprised that you like this one too."

Lin Yao had goosebumps all over the ground.

To be honest, he felt that this was the strongest sentence among countless love words that Zhou Heng said to Murong Qing.

You know, Zhou Heng is such a jerk that even the toilets are not allowed to have any fishy or foul smells.

When he got home, Zhou Heng felt that he would no longer use servants for the time being, and Xiaoqing, the butler robot, was also upgraded by the company, so he asked Lin Yao to wipe the floor for him. The table is up.

He went on the phone, contacting hypnotists, memory scientists, psychologists, neurologists, brain surgeons.

When Zhou Heng was on the phone, Lin Yao wiped the floor at his feet and asked, "Brother Heng, I think Brother Qing's accident must have something to do with Time Club."

Zhou Heng ignored him, and Lin Yao continued: "You must have discovered something by asking my father to follow him, Brother Heng, this Baishan City Moyao is your opponent, and you are afraid of him!"

"How much to be afraid of! You know what a fool!" Except for Murong Qing, Zhou Hengtian Wang Laozi was not afraid: "Get lost!"

Lin Yao curled his lips, pouted his buttocks and pushed the rag around a corner.

Although Murong Qing is indifferent to others, he has always been gentle and polite to others outside. Not only did he refuse to shake hands with Nan Xiao today, but Nan Xiao, who had been in contact with Murong Qing, was not surprised at all. This is suspicious point one.

He said that Murong Qing's memory was confused, but he didn't say that Murong Qing couldn't tell who he was, but Nan Xiao directly said that Murong Qing was caused by the confusion of the actor's role. This is the second doubt.

For ordinary people, Nan Xiao was not too surprised and quickly responded to the unbelievable thing. This shows that before he came, Nan Xiao was prepared. He knew why he came and what kind of questions he would ask.

Dare to attack Murong Qing, Nan Xiao should have a stronger pusher behind him.

Not to mention Baishan City, even if you look at the whole country, few would dare to offend Zhou Heng.

Nan Xiao was able to do this with his own head, and he would never confess easily. The most important thing at this stage is Murong Qing's illness. If Nan Xiao was not the only one who could control the memory bird, he would have done Nan Xiao a long time ago.

Since it can't, being too tough will scare the snake away.

Wang Zhong quickly bought back durians, one with the skin on and one with the shell on.

For the unshelled one, he picked the one with the largest, sharpest and hardest thorns.

very bad.

However, he was kicked out after delivering the vegetables and fruits. He was very disappointed that he could not see Zhou Gou kneeling on the durian.

When the durian entered the room, Zhou Heng was dizzy from the smell. As a last resort, he temporarily blocked his sense of smell.

Especially when he saw the unshelled durian lying on the cardboard box with its fried thorns piercing countless big holes, his legs became numb.

But he still hopes that Murong Qing will not eat durian next, but let him kneel down on durian.

If so, this time he will never ask for mercy.

However, he reminded Murong Qing that Durian came back and Murong Qing just shyly said that he would eat after work. Zhou Heng was stunned for a long time before accepting the fact that Murong Qing was really ill again.

Then Lin Yao, who was kneeling on the floor, watched his strong brother Heng open the durian box stubbornly, took a bite with a distorted face, then went to find Murong Qing who was cleaning the TV cabinet with the durian in his mouth like a little wolf dog.

He sat on the TV cabinet, grabbed Murong Qing's neck, and fed him mouth to mouth.

Because he wanted to kiss Murong Qing, Zhou Heng was reluctant to seal his sense of taste. When his tongue touched Murong Qing's, he finally felt alive.

The picture is too beautiful.The suffocated Lin Yao almost knelt through the wooden floor.

"It's delicious." Lin Yao heard Zhou Gou say, "But it's far worse than your taste."

After Zhou Gou showed off his kissing skills, he managed to break free from the fate of eating durian, and let Murong Qing sit on the sofa and eat durian while watching TV. After another call from Wu Chang, he prepared to cook some light dishes himself .

However, Murong Qing was already standing in the dining room, saw him coming, and asked him cautiously if he needed to cook.

Looking at Murong Qing's tense hands that had no place to rest, Zhou Heng felt that he was probably more comfortable now that he was busy, so he let him cook, while he leaned against the kitchen, looking at Murong Qing's skillful and busy figure, clicked smoked a cigarette.

His elder brother Qing cooks and washes by himself during his breaks. He looks like a fairy Jue Jue, with slender fingers as white as spring onions, but he is actually a very smoky person.

After Lin Yao finished wiping the floor, he was hooked by Fan Xiang. He stretched his neck at the kitchen door and asked Zhou Heng: "It smells so good, Brother Heng, what kind of food does Brother Qing cook? It smells so good, it must be delicious."

As he said that, he wanted to arch into the kitchen. Zhou Heng raised his long legs to the opposite door, and said angrily, "The floor is finished."

Lin Yao said, "Yes, 360 degrees without dead ends."

Zhou Heng: "Get lost!"

Lin Yao: "..." Damn it!

As soon as Lin Yao left, Zhou Heng saw that Murong Qing had turned off the fire, then walked into the kitchen, and hugged Murong Qing from behind like in the morning.

This time, Murong Qing didn't have a shovel in his hand, probably knowing that Zhou Heng was behind him, so he didn't panic, but his ears turned red from embarrassment.

Zhou Heng leaned too close, his broad chest was stuck to his back.

Murong Qing couldn't help being beaten on the neck by his scorching hot breath. He slightly lowered his head and pulled away a little distance, his eyes just fell on the thick arms imprisoned around his waist, and his face couldn't help but get hot: "Master Heng, I'll fry two more The food is good..."

"It's called Zhou Heng." Zhou Heng bit Murong Qing's earlobe lightly, and patiently corrected him: "I call you brother, you call me master, wouldn't it be a mess."

Murong Qing hummed, and said, "I, Zhou... Zhou Heng, I cook."

"No need to stir fry, two are enough." Zhou Heng licked Murong Qing's ear with the tip of his tongue, and said, "I still have to save my stomach to eat you."

Murong Qing let out a small gasp, and leaned against the cupboard quietly with his weak knees, a little dry mouth: "I'm going to fry another dish, shredded and loofahs are cut, and they will turn black after a long time."

"What?" Zhou Heng rubbed Murong Qing's waist, his voice was domineering and coquettish: "Brother Qing, don't you want to let him eat?"

Murong Qing took a deep breath, his lips trembled slightly: "Let, let it go."

The author has something to say: Wang Zhong: Well, Zhou Gou is kneeling on the cliff now!

Zhou Heng pulled Murong Qing to sit by the bed, knelt down and kissed Murong Qing... [-] words are omitted here.

Xixi: The performance in the small theater is over.

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