Mr. Wood is in the North Pole, I am in the South

It was past midnight when we arrived at Nanjiang, and Mu Nancheng woke up when the plane started to land. He looked very tired and kept rubbing his temples. Seeing his frowning, Xiao Ran seemed very uncomfortable, so he said:

"Why don't we go to Xiaoshan mansion to sleep, it's not good to wake up the old lady so late." The airport is indeed closer to Xiaoshan mansion, Mu Nancheng was about to nod, but Xiao Ran said, "Let's go back to our respective homes."

Without saying a word, Mu Nancheng pinched Xiao Ran by the neck and pushed him into the car, and drove for half an hour back to Lihu Manor.

The street lights in the manor were all on, and even the small dim light was left in the living room of the main building. The two went upstairs silently. Mu Nancheng asked Xiao Ran to take a bath first. upright safe.

The cabinet door that was almost integrated with the wall was opened, and what was inside was not a real estate certificate, nor cash jewelry, but glass bottles of different colors. He took out one of the black bottles and poured out a A white pill, without even water, just swallowed it.

Mu Nancheng closed his eyes and leaned against the wall to breathe slowly. The pain in his brain, which was like an electric drill, made him bite his lips tightly. It seemed that thousands of insects and ants were biting his body, and his veins and blood seemed to be boiled. Generally speaking, it is bulging and clamoring.

Familiar, years of pain, endless, each attack is like crawling back from the gate of hell.

Mu Nancheng leaned against the wall, his body slipped down bit by bit, cold sweat rushed out from every pore, and soon wet his forehead hair and thin clothes.

His eyes went black for a while, like countless phantoms floating in a psychedelic way, his consciousness collapsed like a gossamer, the light in the study was not turned on, only the light from the corridor streaming in through the half-closed door. , dragging his lonely and painful figure on the ground, with nowhere to hide.

The pain became more and more severe every time. He was panting, enduring it, vaguely, feeling that the pain was going on like this, and he felt a little hopeless...

The light suddenly widened, bringing another slender figure, as if another ray of light suddenly split from the shadow, the young man's clear voice hovered above his head:

"Mr. Mu, are you there?"

Mu Nancheng was shocked.

As soon as Xiao Ran entered the bathroom, he thought that Mu Nancheng had been pressing his temples on the way back, his brows were furrowed, and he looked very uncomfortable, so he took off half of his clothes and went out, went downstairs to make a glass of honey water.

At the door of the open study room, Xiao Ran was standing there holding a glass. He saw Mu Nancheng sitting on the ground at a glance. He walked in quickly and put the tray on the tea table, "Mr. Mu, are you feeling unwell?"

Xiao Ran was not familiar with the layout here, he was groping on the wall to find the headlight switch, Mu Nancheng stretched out his hand to him, his voice was weak, but there was an inexplicable pleasure faintly:

"I'm a little dizzy, Xiao Ran, help me up."

Xiao Ran helped Mu Nancheng to sit on the sofa, Mu Nancheng's body temperature was very high, and Xiao Ran felt the blue veins on the back of his hand beating abnormally:

"Mr. Mu, you are sick. Let me call a doctor for you. There should be a family doctor here, right?"

"It's okay," Mu Nancheng said hoarsely, "I drank a little too much at night, and I was blown by the cold wind for a while...Did you pour me some water?"

"Well, I made honey, you can drink some."

Mu Nancheng leaned almost all his body weight on Xiao Ran's body, resting his head on his shoulder, looking at him with moist eyes, like countless shadows of sky and moon passing by in a quiet lake.

Xiao Ran picked up the cup, Mu Nancheng feebly raised his hand, then lowered it again, Xiao Ran had no choice but to hold his shoulder with one hand and feed him the honey water with the other.

Mu Nancheng took a sip of honey water with excitement and excitement:

"...!"

In Mu Nancheng's mind, the fiery trees and silver flowers were crackling for a moment, and he asked Xiao Ran with difficulty,

"How much honey did you put?"

"I don't know, I'll just pour a little." Xiao Ran said uncertainly.

Mu Nancheng had no choice but to teach him:

"Usually one spoon is enough, but here... you may have poured the whole bottle down."

"Oh, isn't it good?" Xiao Ran said and was about to put the cup back.

Mu Nancheng grabbed his wrist:

"It's delicious. It's rare for you to make honey water like this for the first time."

Mu Nancheng drank the glass of honey water without hesitation with the righteousness of being sweetened to death. After drinking it, he felt that his taste buds were all blown away.

For the first time in his life, he knew that if it was too sweet, it could make people cry!

But Mu Nancheng knew that his moist eye sockets were not just being slapped at the moment, Xiao Ran's little kindness towards him, even if it was just out of kindness, was like the gentlest knife, easily piercing his heart.

"Are you feeling better?" Xiao Ran asked, "Can you go? I'll take you back to your room to rest."

"No," Mu Nancheng buried his face into Xiao Ran's neck. Like a person suffering from skin hunger, he rubbed his cheeks against Xiao Ran's skin in different directions without any dead ends, then Said, "I don't have any strength at all, Xiao Ran, can you hug me?"

"Ah?" Xiao Ran was completely dumbfounded, "Hug, hug you?"

"Well, can you hug me?"

Mu Nancheng acted like a baby weakly, while taking a deep breath, absorbing the breath of the young man, he only felt that the chest and lungs were wide open, and all the pain was evaporated by the sun like oozing water droplets, disappearing without a trace.

Xiao Ran stammered and asked:

"You, how much do you weigh?"

"I'm 189 cm, 80 kg, and 10% body fat."

Such a perfect combination of numbers failed to arouse any wonderful fantasies in Xiao Ran, but only made him feel dizzy:

"I've never held such a heavy thing..."

"Then try it, there must be a first time," Mu Nancheng said persuasively, "I don't blame you even if I fall."

Originally, Xiao Ran was sitting beside Mu Nancheng. After Mu Nancheng said the last sentence, he pulled him behind him. Then he turned his upper body around, wrapped his hands around Xiao Ran's neck, and encouraged him affectionately, " Come on, try it."

"No, no, no... No way..."

Poor Xiao Ran's tongue is tied, he is a spoiled little prince, the heaviest thing he has ever hugged in his life is probably the schoolbag with the laptop in it, and... and the idea of ​​hugging Princess Mu Nancheng is just a thought, It made goosebumps all over his body, this is really weird!

Xiao Ran didn't realize that the eyes of Mu Nancheng, who was sitting in his arms at the moment, were shining abnormally, not like a patient who was so weak that he couldn't walk. He also didn't realize that there was almost nothing between Mu Nancheng and him. There was no gap, Mu Nancheng even pressed his lips against his ear when he spoke, he was almost crying because of Mu Nancheng's "begging for a hug", "Otherwise you sleep on this sofa, I'll get you a Come here with the quilt..."

"Is it really not possible?" Mu Nancheng couldn't hide his disappointment in his tone, "You are a boy after all..."

Xiao Ran's ears were so hot that they were about to burn, he was so ashamed that he wished he could rush to the gym now to develop rock-like three-pack brachialis and eight-pack abs, he said with a bitter face:

"I, I'll help you go back..."

Mu Nancheng sighed, reluctantly put down an arm, and said very "accommodatingly":

"Ok."

So Xiao Ran put one of Mu Nancheng's arms on his shoulder, and walked hard step by step towards the bedroom. When he finally moved Mr. Mu who was "half paralyzed" back to the bedroom, Xiao Ran felt his hands and feet went limp.

"Huh, huh...Mr. Mu, do you still want to take a bath?"

Lying on the bed, Mu Nancheng lazily looked at Xiao Ran under the pale yellow light of the floor lamp, and said very pretentiously:

"I'm not very strong, how about...you wash it for me?"

Xiao Ran waved his hand:

"Then don't wash it, it's the same when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Mu Nancheng was not very happy: "...that's fine."

Xiao Ran turned around to go to the locker room:

"Then I'll go to the guest room or the study to sleep. Is there a quilt in the closet?"

Mu Nancheng sat up straight suddenly:

"You go to sleep in another room, what if a servant finds out tomorrow morning?"

Standing at the door of the locker room, Xiao Ran turned around and said:

"Tell me the truth."

Mu Nancheng's thin lips pursed into a straight line:

"How to tell the truth?"

"You don't take a bath, it stinks, of course I have to sleep somewhere else!"

"..."

Mu Nancheng squinted, and the veins on his forehead seemed to be dancing with seaweed.

Xiao Ran looked back at him confidently.

The wall clock on the wall of the bedroom circled every minute.

"Who said I won't wash anymore?" Mu Nancheng jumped up from the bed, and he was so agile that he could roll forward a few times. He didn't look like he was paralyzed just now. He walked to the bathroom without looking back. He ordered, "Song Xiaoran! You bring in my pajamas!"

"Eh?" Xiao Ran shouted, "You don't know how to bring your clothes in?"

Mu Nancheng's voice came from the bathroom:

"This is your duty, hurry up! Children, don't be too lazy!"

……

It wasn't until the two of them lay down on the bed that Xiao Ran faintly felt that he seemed to have been raped by Mu Nancheng again.

And this trick is very familiar, even a stupid mule would not fall into the same pit in such a short time!

Why is he so stupid?angry.

The bedroom was pitch black except for the child next to him tossing and turning like a pancake.

Mu Nancheng stretched out his arms, hugged Xiao Ran's pillow vaguely, and asked in a low voice:

"Can't sleep? Huh?"

Xiao Ran immediately complained:

"You just messed with me again, didn't you?"

Mu Nancheng almost didn't laugh out loud, but he held back his laughter and said seriously:

"You made two mistakes in one sentence."

"what?"

"One, I didn't fuck you just now, and two, I never fucked you, so there is no 'again'."

"Mr. Mu."

"I'm here."

"Did anyone tell you that you have a very, very thick skin!"

"Really? No one has ever said that. What is your basis? Let me touch your face..."

As Mu Nancheng spoke, he touched Xiao Ran's cheek. Although his pig's trotter was slapped away in an instant, the short but extremely soft and smooth touch still made his heart skip a beat.

"Well, if it is compared with you, I admit that my skin is several times thicker than yours."

"You, you are really..."

Xiao Ran muttered resentfully, "You really have no morals, let me tell you!"

Mu Nancheng's laughter was meaningful:

"That's immoral? What if I have more immoral things to do?"

Although Xiao Ran didn't get the deep meaning of this sentence, he still said angrily:

"Then hold back!"

I don't know where this little guy learned a rough accent, which made Mu Nancheng laugh again and again. He hung his forehead above Xiao Ran, and said solemnly:

"At first I wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but what I got in exchange was alienation. Well, I won't pretend, I'll show my cards, ①Actually, I didn't tease you just now, I just liked you."

Now Xiao Ran was really happy, he turned over in the thin silk quilt, and yawned:

"Mr. Mu, have you seen this movie? Oh, by the way, although you are not the richest man in Xihong City, you will soon be the richest man in Nanjiang City!"

The chicken talks with the duck.

Play the piano on the cow.

If you don’t ask for such a blunt and straightforward love story, you should at least be a little shy and timid to refuse it, right?

Mu Nancheng was frustrated for a while. When he encountered such a puzzling little wood, the love saint would also be pressed to the ground and rubbed.

There was silence everywhere, Mu Nancheng just fell asleep in a daze, and Xiao Ran was already asleep. Also, he was really tired today.

Mu Nancheng stretched out his hand carefully, and put his baby in his arms including the quilt.

There are strands of fresh apple fragrance in his nostrils, which is the smell of shower gel from a child. Xiao Ran turned his back to Mu Nancheng, like a silkworm baby wrapped in a chrysalis. But it was so strong, so strong that it aroused Mu Nancheng's menacing, majestic desire.

The darkness provides the best outlet for all the hot and piquant emotions. Mu Nancheng propped up his body and looked greedily and passionately at the person in his arms. His deep and dark eyes merged with the dark night, even though there was no light in the room , he was also able to describe every inch of li xuan's face.

It was also in such a late night when he realized that he was thinking about this child. He was tormented by all kinds of bizarre, humid and hot dreams and couldn't sleep at night.

In countless dark and deep nights, he stood at the window and smoked one cigarette after another, the smoke made his tired and bewildered eye sockets scarlet.

So a person who is arrogant and unscrupulous, who regards worldly morality as dung, is ashamed and embarrassed for such a dirty and obscure mind.

He couldn't, he didn't deserve it, he was filled with self-ashamedness.

The humble embarrassment engraved in his bones made him dare not take a step into the capital, and he felt it was sacrilegious to even look at the child more.

Those feelings can't see the light of day, they can only be buried deep in the ground, raging and growing in a messy way, day after day.

But he wanted it so much, the longing was like the tarsal poison, rushing and rushing through the limbs and bones every second, the peacock was so red, and the heart-broken grass pulled the machine medicine, it was nothing compared to this heart poison.

Either wait for the poison to die, or seek an antidote.

Since he was in the mud and he was in the cloud, he climbed up desperately.

But he didn't expect that the bright moon and stars enshrined in his heart would be easily taken away by others.

Something that has never been obtained, but is so profoundly lost, as if the muscles and bones were dismantled, and the flesh and blood were stripped from the body, the pain was excruciating.

Sitting in the car on the path covered with ginkgo leaves at Kyoto University, he watched the pair of Bi people slowly approaching, filled with gritted hatred in his heart.

He could fight and plunder anyone by any means, but he didn't dare to make trouble in front of that child.

He has no shortage of direction and means, and he hesitates only because of the deep affection on his back.

He secretly hoped that he would have a bad life, only in this way would he have a reason to take him over, but seeing that he had a bad life, he couldn't stand it.

For so many days and nights, he was tormented in the cycle of love and hate, fulfillment and destruction, expectation and despair, until his fate was finally finalized.

No one knows, when Xiao Ran was sitting in the hall of Wutuo Castle, how many emotions rushed through Mu Nancheng's heart at that moment:

I staggered 99 steps, but I didn't think that this last step was stepped in by yourself.

……

Mu Nancheng kissed Xiao Ran's hair lightly, and sighed deeply and silently.

The trip to Hong Kong exposed all the hidden worries that Mu Nancheng had worried about.

Whether it is Xiao Ran or Mu Nancheng, they have always known each other as people in two worlds, but the appearance of Jiang Yingzhe and the existence of people like Li Mingheng today made Xiao Ran more deeply aware of the huge gap between them .

It is impossible for their value orientation and social relationship to match from the past to the future. Xiao Ran has been cold-faced since Jiang Yingzhe appeared, how could Mu Nancheng not notice it.

It's not like Xiao Ran couldn't understand Mu Nancheng's almost declarative gesture in front of Jiang Yingzhe.

If a scum like Li Mingheng wasn't because of Mu Nancheng, Xiao Ran wouldn't be at the same table with him at all.

In order to safeguard the family's self-interest, the old Hong Kong family with Jiang Dongxian as the center was about to disturb this pearl city with a population of several million. Xiao Ran was disgusted in his heart, and Mu Nancheng, who was in the same rank as them, made Xiao Ran deeply jealous.

The ninth and sixteenth innings are eyeing.

They are all in the center of the vortex of the violent wind and waves, they are both involuntary, and they all have to act on the occasion.

They are observing each other, probing, gaming, and compromising, and there may be a victory or defeat in the end.

Mu Nancheng knew from a long time ago that the biggest obstacle between him and Xiao Ran was not Fu Yuxing, but that the two of them were fundamentally incompatible.

But what to do, Mu Nancheng thought lightly, the future road, whether it is the Kangzhuang Avenue or the Netherworld, the two of us can only walk together.

The author has something to say:

①Yes, we, Mr. Mu, also watched "The Richest Man in Xihong City"!

Mu Duoyu: Why, look down on the domineering president?The author of Xiao Yaomo, I, Mu Duoyu, voted for your work!

感谢在2020-05-0523:27:53~2020-05-0709:43:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Lin Xin 8;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!