Unconventional Raiders [Quick Transmigration]

At night, Qing Lang woke up from a deep sleep, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

After Mu Yufeng asked him about his scars in the morning, he even felt that his soul had gone out of his body at that moment, he couldn't say anything, and in the end he just ran away in a panic.

In the end, Qingqing didn't even know how he got back to the hotel room.

What kind of person is Mu Yufeng?He is rational, and when negotiating, once he grasps the disadvantages of the other party, he will show his fangs and suppress them tightly. Isn't that what he did when we first met?

Because of Mu Yufeng's slight tenderness, he let go of his defenses, and subconsciously forgot his chilling and ruthless style.

He suddenly raised his arm to cover his eyes, and burst out laughing.

Laugh at yourself naive, stupid enough to make people laugh.

"what are you laughing at?"

Qingqing's laughter stopped abruptly, he put down his hand, his eyes squinted at Qingyun on the other side, "Laugh if you want to, do you need any reason?"

Qingyun has already changed into simple pajamas. She is sitting on the bed with her arms around her legs. Her black hair is unkempt and hangs messily beside her. Part of her hair covers her cheeks, her whole face Half of it was covered in the shadow, looking a little gloomy and weird, she nodded, "That's great, it seems like I'm not happy, I can't laugh at all."

Qinglang opened her mouth and wanted to continue talking, but the phone in her pocket rang suddenly, and she took it out to see that it was Mu Yingfeng.

His eyes darkened, and he pressed the connect button, "Hello, Yingfeng?"

"Sunny, I... I'm at the entrance of the hotel, are you free now?" Mu Yingfeng's voice on the other end of the phone was a little nervous.

Qinglang glanced at Qingyun subconsciously, seeing that she was still in a daze, he got up and rubbed her hair, "I'm fine, wait a minute, I'll go down right now."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

After hanging up, Qingqing put on her clothes, opened the room after washing up, and was about to turn around and give Qingyun instructions, when she saw that she had fallen asleep under the quilt, her long black hair covered her face, and she couldn't see her face.

Seeing this, Qinglang didn't say anything, but closed the door cautiously and gently.

The door was closed with a "click", and on Qingyun's covered face, a bloodshot eye suddenly appeared from the gap in the black hair, and the eyeball was fixed on the direction of the door.

As soon as Qinglang went down the stairs, she saw Mu Yingfeng standing at the door chatting with a girl not far away.

Instead of wearing a daytime down jacket, he put on a long windbreaker with a stand collar. A pair of long legs and tight black trousers outline his toned lines. In addition, he is handsome, and he can even see the girl clearly The expression became more and more infatuated.

"Sunny!" Mu Yingfeng spotted him from the corner of his eye, and waved to him with a smile. The deep dimples on his cheeks were also smiling. He was obviously in his 30s, but this smile made him younger than a college student .

Qinglang walked over, and Mu Yingfeng happened to exchange mobile phones with the girl, and the girl left contentedly, he turned around and looked at Qinglan with concern, "Qinglang, you didn't come out of the room after you came back this morning, everyone is very worried, my brother Say you're not feeling well, are you okay now?"

No wonder he was able to sleep so peacefully. Thinking of Mu Yufeng, his heart sank, but he still teased with a smile on his face, "I'm fine, but I didn't seem to come at the right time just now?"

"Where, don't get me wrong, she is an art student, just now she just asked me some painting skills." Mu Yingfeng was a little flustered, and waved his hands quickly.

Qing Qing looked straight at Mu Yingfeng, shrugged his shoulders and chuckled lightly, "I'm kidding you, but you actually took it seriously? Who doesn't know that Master Mu regards art as the only thing and is indifferent to beautiful women?"

Mu Yingfeng also heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, but his expression was also a little helpless. He looked at Qingming with a dazzling light in his eyes, and only heard his magnetic voice ringing beside his ears.

"In my heart, art is not the only one."

Qing Lang's heart moved inexplicably, he could feel that Mu Yingfeng seemed a little different tonight, he seemed not to care about anything in his words, and it was even difficult for people to be perfunctory in a blunt manner.

The corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes avoiding Mu Yingfeng's fiery gaze, "You won't ask me to come down, just stand at the door with you to blow the cold wind, right? The hotel owner said it will snow tonight."

"Of course not, you just come with me." Mu Yingfeng raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and took Qinglang with him to run.

"The time is coming!"

Qinglang was so suddenly stunned by him, his feet were unsteady and he almost slipped, he was dragged to run, Mu Yingfeng's back in front of him was imprinted in his eyes, compared with before, his shoulders were wider, and his head was taller, green Astringency has been replaced by maturity, the only thing that remains unchanged is his free state of mind.

Qingming suddenly felt sad, as if everything had changed, leaving no trace of the past.

Only the scar on the wrist reminds me not to forget the past all the time.

"arrive."

When Mu Yingfeng stopped, Qinglang hadn't reacted yet, and bumped into his back directly, rubbing his sore nose, and before he looked up, he heard a sudden loud noise.

I saw a series of colorful rays of light rising rapidly, until the sky suddenly "popped" into bloom, and the giant fireworks instantly split into countless small light spots, like gems embedded in the night, the beauty of that moment brought great shock to Sunny .

The fireworks were still rising and blooming, Qingming came back to look at Mu Yingfeng, and saw that he looked up at the fireworks, his face restrained his smile for the first time, with an unprecedented seriousness, his hair was dyed by the light of the fireworks. Warm colors, the whole person looks like a dream.

Even at this moment, Qingqing felt that he was in a dream, only the temperature from his hands clearly told him that what was in front of him was real.

His eyelids were lowered, and the moisture at the corners of his eyes was well hidden. He already understood what Mu Yingfeng was going to do.

This is not the first time, it happened many years ago, when he faced Mu Yingfeng, he was full of emotion, and there was a violent heartbeat that was about to come out.

He is no longer the ignorant brat he used to be. He can tell that the liking in Mu Yingfeng's eyes is exactly the same as before, and it's not a fake. He was moved.

"Qingqing, isn't it beautiful?" Mu Yingfeng didn't know when he stopped watching the fireworks, but held Qingqing's hands to cover his cheeks.

Qing Qing could feel the warmth coming from his hands, but the more he did this, the colder his heart became.

Mu Yingfeng didn't notice Qingqing's strangeness, but just smiled shyly, "I think my face is very hot, isn't it embarrassing?"

Qing Qing just shook his head, "There should be no fireworks for sale at this time, where did you buy them?"

"The canteen usually has a small amount of stock. I asked the boss, but he finally agreed to sell it to me." With a smile on his face, Mu Yingfeng pulled Qingqing, "I have another gift for you."

Qingqing followed him to a big tree, he leaned behind the tree, and carefully took out a picture frame wrapped in kraft paper and handed it to him.

Qing Qing took it over, and at this moment his heart was actually shaken.

He could think of what the meaning of the painting was.

"Brother, I love him, you know that."

"Qing Qing, promise me that you will never forgive him."

The words of Qingyun and Fang Ting resounded in Qinglang's mind at the same time, his heart calmed down, and he could even easily raise the corners of his mouth, stretched out his hand and gently tore apart the kraft paper, and a moving picture scroll appeared in front of his eyes.

The white sky, forests and valleys are covered with silvery white snow, a beautiful woman stands in the snow and dances in the wind, the first thing she sees is her long hair like ink, fluttering in the air, which makes Qing Qing a little surprised Unfortunately, that face was a bit weird.

That was his plain face.

"Qing Qing, this is a painting with all my heart for you. I have done some things to hurt you, but my heart for you has never changed."

Qinglang raised his head, Mu Yingfeng's eyes showed his figure, his face was full of expectation, embarrassment and anxiety, "Would you like to give me a chance to make up for it?"

Finally waited for you... waited for this moment.

Qing Lang raised the corner of his mouth, and gradually, his smile spread across his entire face, such an expression had never been seen before.

Just like at your birthday party that day, you smiled gently, but you held Qingyun's hand and said to me.

"Sunny, I'm sorry, I like Qingyun."

"Yinfeng, I'm sorry..." Qinglang looked at Mu Yingfeng's slightly stupefied face, and felt happy in his heart.

"I like your brother."