Pillow with You in Black Pride

In just a few days, Qiao Li was invited by the FBI to investigate one after another, and accidents occurred in dozens of venues under his control all over the United States. Either the insiders ran away with money, or someone smashed the venues and caused troubles. In the end, there was even one The death of a young couple who smacked white powder mixed with impurities caused a huge sensation, even the governor was alarmed, and announced that the entertainment venues and law and order in the state would be forcibly rectified... One has two, and the states are panicked. They all began to take corresponding measures to rectify the entertainment industry, and in the end, the business and management of the entire American gangster were affected. Those veterans dared not comment on Qiao Li on the surface, but they complained secretly. One can't wait to work behind his back to get rid of this cancerous tumor in the gang.

On the other hand, Qiao Li, such a big incident in his own place has affected the whole gang. Instead of being in a hurry to get angry, he went out with his newly bought little boy all day long. Today he went to a teahouse for tea. Tomorrow, I will go to the jewelry store to buy jewelry. I live my life more comfortably than anyone else, as if these successive big events have nothing to do with him at all.

"Boss, you are here." Song Wei opened the door for Ji Ting. It was just after noon, and the hired nanny was clearing the dining table, while Xiao Mobai was sitting on the balcony, with his hands resting on the wheelchair The armrest, staring at the distance in a daze, quietly seemed to disappear into the air in the next second, and naturally did not respond to the movement behind him.

Ji Ting glanced at the basically untouched food on the table, and frowned slightly: "Have you eaten?"

Song Wei looked at the motionless back on the balcony, and sighed helplessly: "After a small bite, I'm full..." Song Wei paused, and continued as if he had made a great determination : "After eating a few mouthfuls in the morning, I vomited it all up, even vomited out the yellow bile. It made people feel really uncomfortable, so I didn't dare to force him, for fear that he would feel sick and want to vomit after eating too much... Boss, this President Xiao's illness is getting more and more serious, and now even doctors dare not prescribe medicine, so is it possible that he really wants to sit and wait for death?"

The gaze that glanced at Song Wei suddenly sharpened, Song Wei was so frightened that he quickly fell silent, took a step back and lowered his head, not daring to say another word.

Xiao Mobai, who was sitting in a wheelchair looking at the distance, suddenly felt an extra hand on his shoulder, turned his head and saw that it was Ji Ting, and gave him a stiff smile, then turned his head to look at Yuan. The place is empty, the whole person is caged under the sun, so pale that it can disappear in it at any time.

Ji Ting bent down and stood behind Xiao Mobai, slowly grasping his cold hand: "I'll send someone to do what I want to eat, but I have to eat it."

Xiao Mobai lowered his eyes and smiled, the hand covered by Ji Ting's palm trembled slightly: "I can't eat, so I don't need to bother others."

"Even if you can't eat, you still have to eat." Ji Ting turned to Xiao Mobai, squatted down and looked at him, his face was as calm as water: "Otherwise, what should I do when you recover from your illness and your health fails again?"

Xiao Mobai didn't speak, just looked at Ji Ting and smiled, although his face was pale with shock, he smiled calmly and fearlessly.

A strange light was fleeting in the cold eyes, Ji Ting squeezed Xiao Mobai's hand and put it under the blanket on his knee, "What are you laughing at?"

"Sometimes I'm thinking..." Xiao Mobai leaned his head gently on the back of the chair, and looked at him sideways: "Is it only when I'm sick that you can show a little concern for me?"

"It's nothing, don't talk nonsense." Ji Ting pulled the blanket for him, although his face changed slightly, but there was a flash of panic in his eyes, and his hand holding the wool edge of the blanket slightly increased his strength: "You will be fine."

Xiao Mobai smiled and closed his eyes: "It doesn't matter whether it's good or not... Yan Yan called me in the morning, chattering non-stop, telling me interesting things in their class, saying that he practiced There are many, many things about Qin, and at that time I suddenly felt that death is not terrible."

"Boss Chu's place is almost here, wait a few more days..."

"Ji Ting." Xiao Mobai suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were a little bright, with Ji Ting's face imprinted in his pupils: "When did you start liking me?"

"..."

"I just think you should hate me, after all, you always disliked me at first." Xiao Mobai smiled: "Actually, you don't have to be so nice to me, although I happened in your East District, But in the end, I was careless, and it has nothing to do with you, you don't have to be responsible to me. Even if I die now, I won't blame you. "

"..."

"What happened that day..." The smile on Xiao Mobai's face couldn't hold back, and the disappointment in his eyes couldn't be concealed: "You don't have to take it to heart, just pretend that I didn't ask."

"I answered, but you didn't hear it." Ji Ting stretched out his hand and stroked the hair on Xiao Mobai's forehead, his voice was as simple as saying 'I've already had dinner today', but it was precisely this kind of calmness, But it was enough to show that the man was not calm at the moment. When his heart was occupied by someone, the calmness that was always shocked disappeared.

A trace of surprise flashed across Xiao Mobai's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Don't comfort me."

"To comfort you, I won't bring you to the United States." Ji Ting frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about how to speak, but he was silent for a while, but he couldn't sort out any sentimental sentences, and in the end he choked out expressionlessly Next sentence: "I won't send you flowers either."

"..." Xiao Mobai was stunned, but he didn't react for a long time.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ji Ting frowned even tighter: "Don't you understand?"

It was a lie if he wasn't surprised, Xiao Mobai was at a loss for words to answer Ji Ting's question.

Ji Ting's brows were almost twisted into a line, and after staring at Xiao Mobai for a while, he stood up abruptly, and said in a deep voice to the living room, "Song Wei!"

"Come... Boss is here!" Song Wei who had stood for a long time hurried over, looked at Xiao Mobai who was bewildered, and looked at his own boss who was about to hold back, his heart skipped a beat, and he cautiously Asked: "Boss, what's the matter?"

"Do you understand what I mean!"

"...Boss, what do you understand?"

"Send flowers!"

Who is Song? If you hear this, you still don’t understand the tricks. How can he still be on the road?

"Of course I understand, that's a gift..." Facing Ji Ting's sharp gaze, Song Wei hurriedly changed his words: "The one in love... is a way for couples to express their love! Boss sent flowers to President Xiao, meaning I just want to chase you and make you his lover!"

Xiao Mobai opened his eyes wide in surprise, and the next second he understood, his face turned red.There is red in the white, but it looks extraordinarily beautiful.

Ji Ting frowned and relaxed a little bit, although he was a little dissatisfied with this vulgar explanation, but the main meaning was expressed, barely qualified.

"Then... what I asked you that day..." Xiao Mobai hardly dared to look at Ji Ting, and whispered elsewhere.

"Which day?" Song Wei was overjoyed when he said it comfortably, and immediately took up the conversation before Ji Ting opened his mouth. At first, he didn't understand, but after thinking about it carefully, his thigh was immediately slapped: "That day! You asked such a sentence, "Young Master Ting...are you in love with me", which really scared a group of brothers, but you passed out after you finished speaking, and you didn't hear what our boss said, hiss...I Think about it, what did you say, right! The boss said 'I may not be a good lover, but I will try my best to meet your requirements!' Yes, yes, that's what I said, I remember it clearly!"

"..."

"..."

Inexplicably, Song Wei felt chills running down his spine, and when he looked back at Ji Ting's face darkened, his heart sank, and he quickly backed away while laughing dryly: "Boss, President Xiao, I'll go outside to watch, I'll go outside ..."

After finishing speaking, Song Wei ran out with wind on his feet. The moment he closed the door, it was like a ghost was chasing a fake behind his ass, which made Xiao Mobai laugh out loud.

"Understood now?" Ji Ting looked directly into Xiao Mobai's eyes, his tone was still so stiff, but there was already a change between the two of them.

Xiao Mobai was taken aback for a moment, and stopped laughing, don't turn his head away from looking at him: "What do you understand..."

"Then I'll ask Song Wei to come in and say it again."

"Don't tell him to come in...uh..."

Ji Ting held the back of his head and slowly deepened the kiss. Different from the roughness in the past, this time the kiss was extremely gentle, making Xiao Mobai, who was watching him with his eyes open, slowly blush, and then closed his eyes and sank into it. , When the kiss was over, Xiao Mobai was already struggling to breathe, leaning against Ji Ting's chest, gasping for breath.

"Mo Zhe, wait a little longer." Ji Ting stroked Xiao Mobai's face that was getting thinner day by day, and said in a low voice, "Wait a little longer..."

"Okay." The person in his arms was drowsy, but he didn't forget to give the answer before going to bed.

Ji Ting hugged Xiao Mobai, the arms around him kept tightening.