magic stick labor contract

As soon as Feng Mang's hand was raised, Cui Luli squinted his eyes suddenly, his hand didn't move, he just rested it on the armrest easily, but a black leaf had already lit up at the vein gate of Feng Mang's right wrist, Suddenly it exploded.

Feng Mang's right hand seemed to be scalded, and there was a "ho..." sound in his throat, and he almost fell to the ground. He bumped the table next to him with a "boom", and barely stood up while supporting the table.

At the position of the vein gate of Feng Mang's right hand, the hidden black leaf emerged again, emitting a dazzling light. Feng Mang held his right hand, his face was sweating from the pain, and his face became even paler.

Cui Luli moved his fingers, and the black leaf on Feng Mang's right hand gradually faded, and finally disappeared.

Cui Luli said softly, "What I want is your loyalty, not your eyes."

Feng Mang's face was covered with sweat, he stood up slowly while supporting the table, and said, "Yes."

Cui Luli's face suddenly turned gentle again, and he waved, "Feng Mang, come here."

Feng Mang's body was still trembling, he left the table, and walked slowly over. Cui Luli was beckoning, he walked over, bent down, squatted on the ground, and was at the same height as Cui Luli.

Cui Luli stretched out his hand, stroked his cheek lightly, and said in a soft voice, "Good boy, are you frightened? Why is foster father willing to take your eyes?"

Feng Mang breathed a little fast. He knew that Cui Luli was a businessman. When he was first adopted by his adoptive father, Feng Mang didn't understand this at all. If his adoptive father would speak to him gently, Feng Mang would be very happy. Later, he gradually discovered , the foster father spoke to himself so gently, just because he still has things to do by himself, this is a kind of comfort.

However, for Feng Mang, who has been in various orphanages and hospitals since he was a child, such comforting tenderness is unattainable. For Feng Mang, he has tried everything.

Feng Mang's throat trembled, and he nodded.

Cui Luli held his face, kissed Feng Mang lightly on the forehead, and said, "Good boy, you've been absent-minded lately, tell foster father, what's wrong?"

Feng Mang's throat trembled again, but he didn't dare to speak.

Feng Mang has lived in hospitals and orphanages since he can remember, but Feng Mang's luck is not good, all the adoptions have no money to support them and closed their doors, some were annexed, and went around many times. Feng Mang was cute and beautiful when he was a child, especially It's his big eyes, and there seems to be an ocean in them.

With his appearance, there are many people who want to adopt Feng Mang. Feng Mang was adopted twice before and after, but there were no good results. The first time was less than half a year, and Feng Mang was beaten with many scars. The husband and wife liked it. After quarreling, beat the children to see who beats hard, and throw Feng Mang down the stairs.

Later, Feng Mang ran away, and the second adopter treated him very well, because the couple couldn't have children, so Feng Mang was the only child, but not long after, the woman had an affair and got pregnant unexpectedly.

The family fell apart. The man didn't want to see Feng Mang, and the woman didn't want to take Feng Mang with her own child. Feng Mang will always remember that he was standing under the bridge hole, and the woman took his hand and said, "Mom is going there." While shopping, don’t leave, you know, no one can leave, wait for mother to come back.”

Feng Mang was very young at that time, so he nodded and replied to the woman that he would be obedient.

The woman threw him away and left alone. One summer, Feng Mang stood under the bridge hole, waiting from daytime to dusk. The woman only bought one thing, but never came back.

Because he experienced a lot of things when he was a child, Feng Mang had already matured very early at that time, he vaguely knew what it was, but Feng Mang didn't want to believe it, he was standing there all the time, when suddenly it started to rain heavily.

Feng Mang stood at the bridge hole and looked at the people in the distance. Some of them were in a hurry, some were in a panic, and some were strolling around with umbrellas, but no one saw Feng Mang.

Feng Mang will never forget that day, his adoptive father walked past him with a long black umbrella, and then backed away, half bent over, and asked him with a smile why he was here alone.

The adoptive father was not disabled at that time. Feng Mang's height could only see his long legs, and he raised his small face vigorously to see his face, which was half covered by the umbrella. His eyes were so gentle that they almost touched Feng Mang. Mans drowned.

Feng Mang cried so hard that day that he told his adoptive father that he was waiting for his mother, but her mother didn't want him anymore.

In the end, the man gently hugged him, let Feng Mang lean on his arms, kissed Feng Mang's eyes full of tears, and said softly: "Come with me, okay? I won't throw you away, never."

Feng Mang blinked his big eyes, and hugged the man's neck tightly. Feng Mang could always dream of what happened at that time, and it was the happiest thing in his life.

Cui Luli really didn't abandon him, didn't beat him, and didn't scold him. Before Feng Mang went to school, he actually called Cui Luli's father, but later Cui Luli asked him to choose, call him adoptive father, or call him Mr. Cui, At that time, Feng Mang was terrified.

Feng Mang didn't know why, maybe his adoptive father got a strange disease, his health became worse and worse, and later he couldn't move his legs, and sat in a wheelchair, his temper became more and more cold, and he was very indifferent to everyone , and it gradually became the same for Feng Mang.

Sometimes Feng Mang would comfort himself that his adoptive father was only in a bad mood because of his illness, but he never beat or scolded himself.

But Feng Mang felt that the cold words and indifferent eyes of his foster father sometimes were more terrifying than beating and scolding. Feng Mang could hardly bear it. He had been working hard and never wanted to see his foster father show that kind of expression.

Feng Mang knew that his adoptive father was the first person to be kind to him, and maybe the last person who was kind to him. He could not let his foster father down, and he could not let his foster father down in anything.

However, Feng Mang was a little hesitant at this time. In his heart, his adoptive father was the only one, and now, a man named Zhang Jiu suddenly popped up, who didn't understand himself at all, and even tried to help him over and over again.

Although Duanmu Jinyang looked cold-faced, he was actually a very gentle and considerate person. Feng Mang was a little confused for a while. Apart from his adoptive father, suddenly there were so many good people Feng Mang had never seen before.

Feng Mang didn't know what his adoptive father was going to do, but his adoptive father asked him to get close to Zhang Jiu and Duanmu Jinyang, Feng Mang hesitated a little, he felt that he was repaying his favor with revenge.

Seeing that Feng Mang was silent, Cui Luli gently stroked Feng Mang's hair, and said, "Feng Mang, foster father, to tell you the truth, Zhang Jiu and Duanmu Jinyang have something that can restore my legs... ..."

When he said this, Feng Mang was taken aback for a moment, and raised his head. Cui Luli's eyes were very gentle, and he said, "Do you still remember when you were young, when your adoptive father held you high?"

Feng Mang's eyes fluctuated rapidly, Cui Luli's words almost pierced Feng Mang's heart, Feng Mang nodded.

Cui Luli kissed him on the forehead again, and said: "Good boy, you will always be my good boy, listen to my words, foster father will be very happy."

"Xiao Jiu? Xiao Jiu?"

Zhang Jiu heard someone calling him, and when he looked up, he saw Duanmu Jinyang's handsome face. Before Zhang Jiu could react, he was immersed in his sleep, and suddenly stretched out his hand, hooked Duanmu Jinyang's neck, and then Sending her own lips, gently kissing Duanmu Jinyang's lips, and said with a smile: "Jin Yang, so sweet..."

Duanmu Jinyang: "..."

There were many people beside him. Although they didn't look at this side blatantly, they all looked at this side secretly from the corner of their eyes. Duanmu Jinyang didn't expect that Zhang Jiu would "sleepwalk", and the scale was relatively large. The people next to him showed shocked eyes.

The anger in Duanmu Jinyang's heart was "bassing" up. Zhang Jiu usually called himself Mr. Duanmu, and it was the same when he went to bed. In fact, Duanmu Jinyang thought it was quite interesting, especially when he saw Zhang Jiu trembling. When calling Mr. Duanmu in a crying voice, Duanmu Jinyang felt a great sense of accomplishment and conquest.

But just now Zhang Jiu squinted his eyes, showing a sexy and lazy expression, and called his own name, which sounded kind and sweet, Duanmu Jinyang could hardly bear it anymore, and really wanted to kill him on the spot!

With a gentleman's face on his face, Duanmu Jinyang put one arm around Zhang Jiu's neck, and slammed his lips into his mouth, entangled with Zhang Jiu's lips and tongue fiercely. When they woke up, they were dumbfounded. Many people around them watched them kiss!

Zhang Jiu's head turned red in an instant, and Duanmu Jinyang licked his lips lightly, saying, "Xiao Jiu is also very sweet."

Zhang Jiu: "..."

Duanmu Jinyang licked his lips just now, which instantly killed a group of celebrities. Everyone who watched was in a turbulent mood. He himself is outstanding. Zhang Jiu once said that his master is the best-looking, and then Duanmu Jinyang, In fact, I am embarrassed to say that, in fact, Duanmu Jinyang's appearance is almost the same as that of Wanqi Jinghou.

In particular, Duanmu Jinyang always looks like a suit and leather shoes, which gives him a lot of points. Even if he doesn't wear a suit, Duanmu Jinyang's clothes are also very particular. The casual clothes are all custom-made, which shows his figure very well and is simply coquettish It's exposed, unlike Wan Cheng Jinghou's casual clothes, which are black all year round...

In addition, Duanmu Jinyang always reveals his exuberant yang energy. This kind of hormones, let alone the opposite sex, can't resist even the same sex.

Zhang Jiu's face was flushed, and Duanmu Jinyang deliberately raised his left hand to let everyone see the ring on his left ring finger, and said with a smile: "Let's go, Xiao Jiu, it's late, let's go home, see if you're sleepy .”

The tone of Duanmu Jinyang's speech was so doting, and the yang energy in his body was so coquettish that he would die. Zhang Jiu shuddered, and was shocked severely. He really wanted to fall in love with Duanmu Jinyang, the little goblin!

Zhang Jiu stood up, looked around, and said, "Huh? Where did Feng Mang go? He said he went to the bathroom, and he has been there for so long?"

Duanmu Jinyang scraped the bridge of his nose helplessly, and said, "You have been asleep for more than an hour, Feng Mang should have gone back long ago."

Zhang Jiu raised his watch and looked at it. He realized that it was past one o'clock. He had slept for a long time. Others came to the reception to chat with others and expand his social network. As a result, Zhang Jiu was full. sleep.

At this time, Cui Luli walked over in his wheelchair, and said with a smile, "It's getting late, you two might as well stay and tidy up, the guest room has already been tidied up."

Duanmu Jinyang said: "No, I have to go to work tomorrow, it's more convenient for us to go back."

Cui Luli didn't stop them either, and sent the two of them to the door. The driver opened the car door for Duanmu Jinyang and Zhang Jiu, and the two of them got in, and the car started quickly.

Zhang Jiu and Duanmu Jinyang sat side by side, sniffed their noses vigorously, and sniffed Duanmu Jinyang's neck, and said disgustedly: "It smells like perfume. When I was sleeping, where did you go? ?”

Duanmu Jinyang smiled, and said: "How is it possible, I was rubbed when we were chatting just now, or...Xiao Jiu will help me disinfect?"

Zhang Jiu rolled his eyes and said, "Go away, it smells so bad, I don't like the smell of perfume."

Duanmu Jinyang stretched out his arms to hug him, and pressed him into his arms. Zhang Jiu struggled quickly and whispered, "The driver is still ahead!"

Duanmu Jinyang smiled and said in a threatening tone: "Xiao Jiu dislikes me? Then I will kiss you in front of the driver?"

Zhang Jiu was so nervous that Duanmu Jinyang was so shameless and thick-skinned that he turned straight. There was no way to compare with him.

Zhang Jiu had no choice but to lean on Duanmu Jinyang's shoulder. Although it was a bit stiff, it was quite comfortable.

Zhang Jiu was already sleepy, staring blankly at the scenery outside the window, the car shook and was about to fall asleep.

At this moment, Zhang Jiu suddenly saw something dark on the side of the road. He blinked subconsciously, but didn't see it clearly at all.

Duanmu Jinyang suddenly said: "Stop."

The driver in front braked to a stop, Zhang Jiu said in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Duanmu Jinyang pushed open the door and said, "Is that Feng Mang?"

Zhang Jiu was taken aback. It turned out that the black thing he saw on the side of the road turned out to be a person. Feng Mang fell face down on the ground, curled up.

There is no station near Mr. Cui's villa, and it takes two kilometers to get to the subway. Feng Mang seems to be going to take the subway, but he fell to the ground for some reason.

Zhang Jiu and Duanmu Jinyang hurried down, and the driver also ran down to help.

Sure enough, it was Feng Mang, who fell face down on the ground, his cheek was scratched, his face was pale, his right forearm was swollen, and the wound from last time started to repeat again, with a deep black scar appearing on it.

Zhang Jiu took a closer look at his scar, which showed signs of infection, but this time there were no black leaves on the veins on Feng Mang's wrist.

The scar was even scarier than the last time I saw it, Duanmu Jinyang said: "There is no way, take him back."

Zhang Jiu nodded and said, "Feng Mang is alone, his sister doesn't care about him."

Zhang Jiu helped Feng Mang into the car, and the driver hurried to Duanmu Jinyang's villa.

On the road, Zhang Jiu used the yellow talisman to suppress the scar on Feng Mang's wrist. The scar was so cunning that Zhang Jiu wanted to pull it out, but the infected Yin Xie suddenly shrank back and took advantage of Feng Mang's body to hide. But now that Feng Mang's health is extremely poor, it is impossible to forcibly get rid of him.

When they entered the house, they were a little confused, all shikigami woke up, came down from upstairs, hugged Er Mao who was rubbing his eyes in his arms, and said, "My lord, what happened?"

Everyone dealt with Feng Mang, and then went back to their rooms to sleep.

Zhang Jiu was so tired that he had completely forgotten about the little fairy Duanmu Jinyang. When he woke up the next morning, he found himself held in Duanmu Jinyang's arms. It felt pretty good.

As soon as Zhang Jiu moved, Duanmu Jinyang woke up immediately, kissed him on the forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you awake? It's still early, do you want to be lazy on the bed?"

Zhang Jiu turned to get up and said, "I'm going to take a bath."

As soon as he sat up, Duanmu Jinyang stretched out his hand and pushed Zhang Jiu back on the bed, saying: "Xiao Jiu hasn't sweated yet, let's wash together later." He said, hitting Zhang Jiu's waist with his lower body.

Zhang Jiu blushed and said, "Da Da Da... You will feel spring when you wake up in the morning!"

Duanmu Jinyang chuckled lightly and said, "Who told Xiao Jiu to say that I'm so sweet yesterday?"

Zhang Jiu shook and said, "Bah, it's impossible, how could I say that about you, you're so sweet from top to bottom?!"

Duanmu Jinyang raised his eyebrows and said, "Where is it sweet, Xiao Jiu needs to taste it himself to know."

Zhang Jiu wanted to run, but was dragged by Duanmu Jinyang, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't make it to the end. I'm going to work right away. I know you're not feeling well."

Zhang Jiu didn't know whether Duanmu Jinyang was being considerate or a beast.

When Zhang Jiu walked downstairs in a daze, everyone had already sat around the table and started eating, Feng Mang also got up, his face turned a little red.

San Fen smiled and said, "My lord, if you don't eat anymore, you will be late for work."

Zhang Jiu ran down, and Duanmu Jinyang followed behind, saying: "Xiao Jiu, don't run, be careful of falling."

Zhang Jiu didn't pay attention to him, and sat at the table to eat angrily. When he opened his mouth, he made a "hiss...", and the corner of his mouth was sore.

Er Mao slurped and gnawed on the big sausage, blinked his big eyes at Zhang Jiu, and said with a pure face, "My lord, the corners of your mouth are so red!"

Zhang Jiu's face turned red immediately, and he reached under the table, and squeezed Duanmu Jinyang hard. Duanmu Jinyang didn't feel any pain, but instead pinched Zhang Jiu's hand, scratched it lightly, and turned his head Come over and say with a smile, "Xiao Jiu, is mine sweet?"

Ermao didn't know why, so he said: "What is sweet?"

Tu Lu obviously understood and smiled, while Bai Bai shook his head helplessly, wanting to cover his face.

My lord used to be the prison master of Fengquan among the prison masters of Jiuquan, the famous Jiuquan killing god, and Mr. Duanmu was an invincible celestial demon, who caused headaches in the Three Realms back then. However, their morning routine turned out to be Such……

Zhang Jiu was so angry that he kicked Duanmu Jinyang hard.

Feng Mang watched their family's interaction, and suddenly felt a little envious. Ever since his adoptive father's legs couldn't walk, his adoptive father had hardly ever smiled at him. That kind of gentle smile has been buried in the past...