I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]

Guan Ling stood in a corner, watching the drama without gunpowder expressionlessly, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, but it was of great importance, until Zhao Yihuan's figure who left in shame and anger disappeared outside the door, Liang Ze still lingered with a mocking tone in the ear.

And I hate people who take shortcuts.

Perhaps this sentence was just a line that Liang Ze said without any thought following Zhao Yihuan's question in order to show the strength of rejection, but Zhao Yihuan turned pale and at the same time unintentionally stabbed Guan Ling in the chest .

"Good performance." Liang Ze's voice hit the eardrum again and hit his ear, bringing the somewhat distracted Guan Ling back to reality.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Liang Ze frowned displeasedly, "Why are you in a daze?"

Guan Ling stared at Liang Ze, and after a while asked in a low voice, "You say I'm different from her?"

Surprise flashed across Liang Ze's slightly frowned brows, and then he smiled, "Why, you're so deeply involved in the play, and you're still immersed in it even after the curtain call?"

Guan Ling was stunned for a moment, and seemed to feel that his question was a bit abrupt, and turned his face away in embarrassment. When his eyes fell on the red wine in his hand, the confusion just now was swept away, and the anger that was finally calmed down by himself Coming towards his face, he held on to the wine bottle and carefully looked at the strings of foreign words on it by the light. His tone was a little gnashing of teeth because of the suppressed anger, "French Romani, Mr. Liang is so generous."

Liang Ze was startled when he heard his words, and then he said nonchalantly, "It's not as generous as the service fee I gave you today."

It's okay not to mention this issue, but once this issue is mentioned, the anger that Guan Ling just suppressed sparks burst into flames. He unconsciously tightened his five fingers holding the bottleneck, and looked at Liang Ze with determination. , "I'm a little drunk, but my mind is still clear. In fact, you knew that Zhao Yihuan was outside the door, and you deliberately made such a play for her to let her retreat in spite of difficulties."

Liang Ze did not deny his words, but rather calmly said, "Are you stating the facts or are you questioning me?"

Liang Ze's tone seemed to be saying in a disguised form, "You don't have the right to ask me what I do", which made Guan Ling very upset, so he stopped suppressing his anger and said very bluntly, "I was bitten by a dog for some reason. You have to know the reason after taking a sip, right?"

Liang Ze's expression darkened instantly, "Dog?"

Guan Ling's impulsive brakes were caused by Liang Ze's instantly cold face, compared to losing the chance to make friends with Liang Ze because of a sudden kiss, it was more headache for Guan Ling.

He forced himself to calm down quickly, tried not to entangle with the other party on the word 'dog', and refocused the topic on the incident itself, "If you want to reject her, you can tell her directly why you have to take this way Guan Ling paused, seeing that Liang Ze's face seemed to have softened a bit, and then continued, "Yes, I was hired by you, but I'm not a doll you can do whatever you want, right? Do you know what kind of play you are going to act in?"

"Do not violate the law and do not cross the line." Liang Ze seemed to think that Guan Ling's seriousness was ridiculous, and a sneer flashed across his face, "If a hug and a kiss are also called crossing the line, then the orders you received before are not Do you have to get a refund?"

"I..." Guan Ling took a deep breath, but was stuck because of the strange memories flooding up in his mind.

"I never need to explain to outsiders what I do, but since you are questioning me as a victim, then I will take the time to explain to you," Liang Ze walked up to him, staring condescendingly. Looking at him, "Which woman do you think would invite a man to her room for a drink and business talk in the middle of the night?"

Guan Ling moved his lips, and before he could speak, Liang Ze continued, "Or, do you think it's normal for a woman dressed like this to come to a man's room to drink and discuss business in the middle of the night?" Liang Ze leaned over, He almost whispered into Guan Ling's ear, "I forgot to check your ID card, are you an adult?"

Liang Ze's voice was very soft, as if he was speaking in an ulterior whisper, and the second half of the sentence was almost breathless, with a deep and mellow ending, spraying heat into Guan Ling's ears Suddenly, it spread like a fungus, burning his entire auricle into a faint crimson color.

This sense of oppression made Guan Ling lose his mind for a moment, followed by endless shame and embarrassment after being teased.He supported the sofa with both hands, leaned his upper body slightly and stepped back, keeping some distance from Liang Ze, trying not to look so flustered, "This...does this have something to do with your performance? "

"It doesn't matter." Liang Ze clicked his tongue and stood up straight, "But wouldn't it be better to show sincerity by retaliating against others in the same way?"

The fart shows sincerity, and Guan Ling's heart is full of contempt, which is more likely to achieve the purpose of making the other party feel ashamed.But he only said these words in his heart, naturally it is impossible to say them in front of Liang Ze.

"You don't have to feel that I've taken advantage of you." Liang Ze glanced at him lightly, turned around and walked slowly towards the bathroom. , "It's not a big girl with yellow flowers, a kiss and a hug won't lose a piece of meat, not to mention I gave you double the service fee."

You are right, but you are my fucking love rival in my previous life, being hugged by a love rival is no different from being bitten by a dog, both are unbearable!

However, after comparing Liang Ze to a 'dog' before and being warned by the other party with a cold face, Guan Ling felt that in order to avoid her current situation and future relationship with Liang Ze, she should keep these words in her heart several times to enjoy the fun. up.

Cannibal's mouth is soft, but his hands are short. It's okay to tell him to swallow this unpleasant mouth back, but Guan Ling has no objection, but before swallowing it, he has to respond to the other party.

"You don't like men, do you?" Guan Ling stared at Liang Ze's back, and teased with a relaxed tone.

Although he said it easily, he was actually a little nervous. You know, Zhou Jinhang has loved Liang Ze silently for so many years. When I was drinking tonight, Zhou Jinhang stared at Zhao Yihuan as if he was about to burst into flames. If Liang Ze is really crooked , Zhou Jinhang only needs to give a little hint, maybe the two hit it off!

Wouldn't he die even more unjustly!

Liang Ze stopped walking forward, and the officer immediately added fuel to the fire when he heard the situation, "That's right, Zhao Yihuan wants to have a figure, a face, and a face, and such a beautiful woman is so rejected when she throws herself into your arms." No face, I'm afraid after thinking about it, the only option is that you don't like women."

Liang Ze turned around. He had already unbuttoned all the shirt buttons on his body. His firm chest and abdomen were exposed. He met Guan Ling's gaze unexpectedly. Guan Ling turned his face away almost by reflex. Afterwards, he felt that his behavior was too pretentious, so he had to turn his face back in embarrassment.

Liang Ze stared at Guan Ling leisurely, seeing the embarrassment and embarrassment that flashed across his face, and joked after a while, "Do you think you look good?"

"Master, I am a man, and good-looking is a description of a woman." Perhaps because of embarrassment, or perhaps because of guilty conscience, Guan Ling's voice was unconsciously louder, and he emphasized, "I am handsome."

"It's pretty handsome," Liang Ze nodded in agreement, "Zhao Yihuan is also pretty, but I don't like it either, neither men nor women, so am I hopeless in this life?"

Guan Ling: "..."

Seems to make sense...

But that's not what I want to express!

Guan Ling was almost entangled by Liang Ze's fallacy, he shook his head and cleared his throat, "How could a straight man talk to a man without blinking his eyes?" I'm sorry, the voice also lowered down, "It's still very exciting to kiss..."

"I think you seemed to be enjoying it at the time." Liang Ze asked without answering, "Then according to your logic, do you also like men?"

Which of your eyes can see that I am enjoying it?

I'm obviously stupid!

Liang Ze's sloppy answer made Guan Ling unable to answer for a moment. He opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't form a complete sentence. The original owner's previous methods of dealing with different people when accepting orders disappeared from his mind almost instantly. Now, only Cheng Fei, who is dull and not good at words, is left in this body in a daze.

"Before inquiring about others, first reflect on yourself," Liang Ze said pointedly, "I hired you to solve my troubles, not to let you create problems for me."

Liang Ze's knowledge is too deep, and his skill of throwing pots is also first-class. He heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and then he thought of what to say to Liang Ze who was full of complacency just now, but the timing was over. However, even though Guan Ling's mouth is full of mouths now, it won't help.

Guan Ling sat on the sofa bored and waited for a long time before Liang Ze came out, his black hair was still dripping, he was wiping with a white towel in his hand, and he was wearing a dark blue bathing suit. The belt around the waist is loose and loose, and the firm texture of the chest and abdomen can be seen through the gaps that are not closed when walking.

Guan Ling cursed dejectedly in her heart, and subconsciously shifted her gaze to the window grille on one side.

Liang Ze glanced at the window grilles following his gaze, and said, "Have you ever been to the Forbidden City?"

"Huh?" Guan Ling turned back in doubt.

Liang Ze pointed to the window grilles, "It's a high imitation of the three-crossed and six-bowl Linghua style in the Hall of Supreme Harmony."

Guan Ling gave a low-interest voice in response to Liang Ze's explanation. Liang Ze gave him a funny look, "I've been watching you for a long time, and I thought you were interested."

Guan Ling thought, I'm not interested in this thing, okay, the reason why I stared at it was because I didn't want you to pollute my pure and peaceful soul window with your frugal appearance.

However, after Liang Ze's introduction, Guan Ling really took a second look curiously. The window frame is the same as the appearance of this house. The frame is made of mahogany. Hexagonal snowflakes, next to the snowflakes are hollowed out regular hexagons, and the hollowed out parts are inlaid with glass, which is retro and elegant.

"High imitation?" Guan Ling got up and approached, "Your house is not just imitated from the Forbidden City, is it?"

"Do you know how big the Forbidden City is?" Liang Ze looked at him amusedly, "The old man likes some retro things, but he thinks that Eastern European architecture is too exotic, so he imitated the things left by his ancestors, but Made some minor revisions," Liang Ze pointed at the window grilles, "there is still a big difference in style."

Guan Ling didn't know much about these things, so naturally he couldn't tell the difference, but thought the style was quite pleasing to the eye, "However, when you get close, you lose the sense of visual impact from a distance."

"Not necessarily." Liang Ze said as he walked to the door, and under Guan Ling's suspicious eyes, he turned off the lights in the room.

Guan Ling: "...why do you close it... I'll do it!"

The glass inlaid in the hexagons hollowed out on the window grilles is of different colors, and the light from the courtyard downstairs refracts on the glass, as if paint has been painted into the hexagons, colorful and dazzling.

"What kind of black technology is this?" Guan Ling couldn't help but raised his hand to touch it, but he didn't touch anything on the glass.

"A very thin sticker with different colors," Liang Ze explained, "it's similar to the film on your mobile phone. When exposed to light, the color will appear."

"You're quite romantic." Guan Ling couldn't help but exclaimed.

"My mother is more romantic." Liang Ze's voice came from the darkness, with a bit of coolness, "She likes to make some fancy things when she has nothing to do."

Guan Ling nodded appreciatively, wanted to take out his phone to take a picture but felt that this kind of behavior was too stupid, so he had to suppress this impulse, thinking of what Liang Ze said just now, he couldn't help but curiously said, "Hey, it's not your grandpa today Seventieth birthday? Why haven't you seen your parents?"

The smile in Liang Ze's eyes faded a bit, he turned around and turned on the lights in the room, and said expressionlessly, "They're gone."

Guan Ling was stunned, with embarrassment and bewilderment written all over his face, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." After Liang Ze finished speaking, he lay down on the bed, pointed to the bathroom with the door open, "There are clean towels and bathrobes inside."

"En," Guan Ling responded subconsciously, and Ying Wan was stunned, "Huh?"

"Smelly of alcohol, wash off quickly." Liang Ze said concisely.

"No..." Guan Ling didn't understand the situation, "Then what, is today's task completed? Then I'll take my leave first."

"I remember that half an hour ago you and I staged a scene of close lips and teeth and heart-to-heart in front of Zhao Yihuan..."

This sentence seemed to have a sense of imagery, and it rushed to Guan Ling's eyes, and it was shamelessly magnified, so that Guan Ling, who had already put on the doorknob, was stunned.

He turned around and looked at Liang Ze, his originally calm expression was a little distorted by Liang Ze's two exaggerated adjectives, his cheeks unconsciously became warm, and he interrupted very unhappily, "Did you stay abroad? Have you forgotten Chinese culture for too long? Do you abuse idioms like this?"

Liang Ze, who was leaning on the head of the bed with his head bowed and scratching his phone, raised his face, his black eyes were a little dazed, and he said in a rather helpless tone, "I thought I was just stating the facts."

"Did you say that?" Guan Ling shouted angrily.

"Zhao Yihuan is a very strong woman. For the sake of the Zhao family, he would rather use the happiness of the rest of his life as a bargaining chip. Do you think such a woman will be repelled by my sarcasm?" Liang Ze put the phone aside, his black eyes It was nailed tightly to Guan Ling's face, "If she finds out that you are not in this house tomorrow morning, then the scene between you and me will be for nothing."

Guan Ling doesn't care whether Zhao Yihuan is advancing or retreating, he only cares about when this employment relationship with his former love rival will end.

"In addition to the service fee, do I have to settle my salary today?" Guan Ling shook his phone expressionlessly, "I've cooperated with you one by one according to your needs. Do you have to improve your efficiency? baby?"

Liang Ze glanced at him and said calmly, "The account has been transferred."

Guan Ling immediately turned on the phone and looked through the text messages, "I didn't receive the text message notification!"

"Look at what time it is now." Liang Ze said.

Guan Ling looked down at the time on the phone again, "Eleven o'clock."

"Day or night?" Liang Ze asked again.

Guan Ling felt that the water on Liang Ze's head might have not been wiped clean and flowed into his ear holes, washing away the structure of his brain. He rolled his eyes and pointed out the window, "The sky in your house is dark during the day and there are stars hanging on it. Up there?"

Liang Ze replied blankly, "Your bank still goes to work at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night?"

Guan Ling: "..." It seems to make sense.

"No..." Guan Ling wanted to say something, but Liang Ze interrupted him impatiently as soon as he opened his mouth, "Hurry up and wash it off, the smell of alcohol is deadly."

Guan Ling: "..."

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