Flesh and blood

10 minutes later.

An arm suddenly stretched out, and his already cold and stiff body fell into a warm embrace.

"Relax."

Song Wei's low words echoed in his ears, his already tense body gradually relaxed, and he lay on his side next to Song Wei with his red face lowered, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Ji Liang feels that since working with Song Wei, he has become unresponsive, his thoughts are sluggish, his hands and feet are uncomfortable, and Ji Liang is annoyed that he has become abnormal. He also knows that the reason is because of the relationship between the two of them. Without knowing the secret, perhaps he wouldn't have had so many thoughts bothering him.

It was a peaceful night, Ji Liang felt drowsy when leaning on Song Wei before he knew it, and his breath was filled with the smell of Song Wei mixed with a faint smell of smoke, like a high-grade hypnotic.

The next day was already cool and woke up early, secretly glanced at Song Wei who was lying next to him and was still sleeping, and then without paying any attention, he got up lightly, put on his clothes and washed, and immediately took the Use the money to go out to buy food and go early.

Now Ji Liang is really a nanny-type character. He has to consider Song Wei's three meals a day and take responsibility for Song Wei's personal safety... But Ji Liang gave himself a good reason in his heart. Everything is doing things for my father, and there will be a small sense of accomplishment in my heart.

Coming out of the morning market, the morning wind was still a bit cold, and I was carrying the ingredients for today’s cooking in my cold hands. I walked back along the road outside the morning market. After walking for a few minutes, I could clearly feel the food behind me. Someone was following him, and the stalker was not a professional, he followed Ji Liang blatantly, and drove a silver-gray car...

While guessing who the person behind him was in his mind, he detoured into a narrow alley.

The car behind him immediately braked and stopped at the entrance of the narrow alley, and the people in the car also got out of the car and chased in the direction of the cold.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Ji Liang walked towards a place where there were few people, until he entered the depths of the alley and there were no other people around, then he turned around and looked at the people following behind him.

He was dressed in casual clothes, tall and tall, with a pair of black sunglasses on his face, and a familiar smile on the corner of his mouth... Ji Liang stared blankly at the person walking in front of him. The person raised his sunglasses with one hand, his eyes With a smile: "It really is you, you know it when you see the back, does this count as a chance meeting from a thousand miles away?"

Ji Liang frowned slightly and looked at the person in front of him: "Why are you following me?"

The man in the sunglasses was already cold when he approached, and his tone was relaxed: "Little liar, have you forgotten me so quickly?"

Ji Liang's face darkened: "The tracking technology is poor."

Zheng Qing laughed: "I didn't intend to follow you, I just stopped by to see where you live."

Turning around, Ji Liang wanted to bypass Zheng Qing, but the person in front of him insisted on blocking him, not letting him go... Ji Liang was very impatient: "Zheng Twelve...Are you candied haws?"

Zheng Qing smiled and said, "I am Zheng Qing."

"You are stickier than candied haws."

"I just like clinging to you."

"..."

Taking a step back, Ji Liang put the plastic bag in his hand on the ground, then squatted halfway, and quickly stretched out a hand to grab the knee of Zheng Qing's leg, trying to temporarily paralyze his joints, but Zheng Qing seemed to see through it. As he thought, his legs dodged and Ji Liang stood up and swept his legs across. Zheng Qing nimbly turned over with one hand on the spot, and Ji Liang's legs swept away again.

The two fought back and forth in the narrow alley with bare hands, sweating faintly on their already cold backs, but Zheng Qing remained the same, smiling unabated.

Before Ji Liang could make the next move, there was a sudden vibration in his pocket, he stopped talking to the person in front of him, took out his phone and saw the caller ID, and then secretly thought that it was too bad, it took too long to come out...... For breakfast.

Picking up the phone, before Ji Liang could speak, the person on the phone asked, "Where are you?"

Ji Liang raised his eyes and saw Zheng Qing staring at him intently, he immediately turned his body slightly, and replied in a low voice: "I was outside, and I met someone... I know."

Song Wei hummed after hearing this, and then asked, "What's your name?"

Ji Liang looked at the man who was smiling brightly beside her all the time, curled his lips and said, "Zheng Qing."

After two words, there was silence on the phone for a while, Song Wei said: "Don't stay outside for too long to attract attention, come back immediately."

Ji Liang was stunned for a moment, looking at Zheng Qing, he smiled more happily than just now, Ji Liang could only hum softly for a moment, after hanging up the phone, Ji Liang pondered Song Wei's psychology, he didn't say what to do Dodge Zheng Qing, but tell yourself to go back quickly... Does that mean that Zheng Qing follows and does as he pleases?

Ji Liang felt a little upset, and looked at Zheng Qing: "Do you know Mr. Song?"

Zheng Qing shook his head: "It's limited to knowing this person, not knowing him."

After hearing what he said, Ji Liang didn't take it seriously, half of what Zheng Qing said must be false, since Song Wei didn't say what to do to him, Ji Liang didn't bother to spend time with him here, picked up the ground from the morning The things he bought back from the market, he walked back silently all the way.

Until he returned to the downstairs of the rented house, Ji Liang turned around and glanced at the man who had left his car on the side of the road, and then followed him all the way back, and asked casually, "How long are you going to follow?"

Zheng Qing looked up at the house, and answered the question: "Which floor do you live on?"

Has been cold frowned and did not speak.

Zheng Qing saw a piece of A4 paper on the bottom of the building, on which was written information about renting a house, he took it off, smiled and said to Ji Liang: "I'm moving in the afternoon, do you want to help?"

Ji was so cold that he didn't speak, because he saw that the A4 paper happened to be the phone number of the old lady who rented the house for him.

"Why do you always follow me?"

After hearing this, Zheng Qing finally said seriously: "I like you, how about being my wife?"

ah?like……!

These few words startled Ji Liang, and he said in disbelief, "I'm a man."

Zheng Qingyile: "There are many homosexuals in this world. Don't you know that men and women are equal?"

Where is equality between men and women used in this place...

Ji Liang was very puzzled by what Zheng Qing said and did. Originally, the two had only known each other for a few days. To be precise, it might not even exceed three days. With a set of remarks, how could Ji Liang not suspect that he is mentally ill?

In the end, this topic became fruitless, because Ji Liang was in a hurry to go back to cook, and Zheng Qing was also in a hurry to move.

After Zheng Qing and Ji Liang separated, he took a taxi back to his car, then immediately took out the phone and dialed the mobile phone number on the paper, an old lady's voice rang on the other end of the phone, after some inquiries, Zheng Qing With a lot of smiles, they not only got their residence, but also rented their door.

Zheng Qing said loudly into the phone: "Auntie, you will definitely be killed this year, and you will meet Ruyi Langjun by chance!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, and the old lady on the other end shook her head and sighed: Why are young people nowadays all monkey children...

In the afternoon, Zheng Qing's moving move was shocking. He was afraid that the people in the whole building would not know that he had moved in, so he brought a cartful of things early, and directed the people from the moving company to carry them to the second floor. Liang and their rental room are opposite to 201, 202.Not only that, but he also greeted door to door very generously.

Xiong Er, who lived on the first floor, stared at the carload of things in shock. He thought it was a strange thing these two days. There were no people living in the community for five years. The two came yesterday and lived in his own building. Today, another one moved into the upstairs opposite door.

Zheng Qing knocked on the door of 201, Je Liang opened the door and stood at the door, looking at him like a monster.

Zheng Qing still looked the same, then took out a piece of paper from his pocket, saw the copy of the ID card below, put it in front of Ji Liang and said with a smile: "Ji Liang?"

Looking at the paper with a copy of her ID card printed on it, Ji Liang realized that it must be Zheng Qing who was given by the old lady, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Zheng Qing nodded as a matter of course: "I just moved in, how about coming to Xiaoliang's place for dinner in the future?"

Ji Liang looked down at the apron he hadn't taken off, and was about to say no, when Zheng Qing preempted him. He passed Ji Liang and saw the living room and suddenly called: "Mr. Song, long time no see."

It’s getting cold now, there’s nothing I can do… I can only turn around and let Zheng Qing enter the room. Song Wei, who was sitting in front of the computer in the living room, frowned slightly and raised his eyes to look over. After seeing Zheng Qing, he obviously didn’t show concern mean to speak.

Zheng Qing didn't feel embarrassed, and sat directly on a chair in the living room, and said with a smile: "My father often said that he hasn't cooperated with the Song Group for a long time, and he is looking forward to when he will have the opportunity."

Song Wei turned his gaze back to the computer screen, and said expressionlessly, "There will be a chance."

"I felt relieved for my father when I heard Mr. Song say that. He also told me yesterday that he would not interfere in this matter."

After Zheng Qing finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Ji Liang who was changing his apron in the room, and began to enjoy himself.

Ji Liang came out of the room, and in this place with poor sound insulation, he naturally listened to the conversation between the two outside, went to the living room, ignored the line of sight glued to his body, and took out the teapot and tea, hot water He made a pot of tea and poured it into two glasses. One was placed next to Song Wei's computer, and the other was placed next to Zheng Qing.

"Xiaoliang is so caring." Zheng Qing took a sip of tea and said, "Xiaoliang, I'm hungry."

Ji Liang looked at Zheng Qing's thick skin, and said: "There is no food, you go out and buy it yourself."

Zheng Qing thickened his face by another centimeter, and said with a smile: "I want to eat something made by Xiao Liang himself, anything is fine."

Goosebumps covered Ji Liang's body, and Song Wei, who was not speaking at the side, took out a bag of things from somewhere, and threw it directly to Zheng Qing, saying, "Be quiet."

Zheng Qing caught the package with one hand, took a closer look in his hand, and there were a few eye-catching characters written on it: Little Raccoon Crispy Noodles.

Seeing Zheng Qing's expression of holding crisp noodles, Ji Liang snickered softly.

"If I can win Xiao Liang's smile, I'm willing to eat the crispy noodles." Zheng Qing opened the crispy noodles and ate them with relish.

His face turned dark, and he had the urge to fight with him, and hated Zheng Qing's mouth to a certain extent...

Always at critical moments, Song Wei's deep voice sounded from the side: "Tomorrow, we will wholesale a box of crispy noodles."

……

The whole afternoon was spent under the entanglement of Zheng Qing who insisted on staying in 201, and when Ji Liang was preparing to cook at night, he also made troubles for Ji Liang everywhere in the kitchen, and then Talking nonsense, Ji Liang may not have been annoyed so much since he was a child, and his head became big all of a sudden.

Finally, as a last resort, I made dinner for three people, and then squeezed three men to eat at the same table on the small dining table.

Zheng Qing's mouth was not idle during the meal, and he pointed out while eating: "This dish is my favorite. Xiaoliang knows my preferences too well, so he chooses what I like to cook."

Jiliang told the truth: "I have always cooked according to Mr. Song's preferences."

Zheng Qing looked surprised, and said familiarly: "It seems that Mr. Song and I have very similar tastes. Xiao Liang can also cook for me in the future."

Ji Liang glanced at Zheng Qing, and said casually, "Your surname is not Song."

After hearing Ji Liang's words, Zheng Qing solemnly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said solemnly: "If Xiao Liang cooks for me every day, I don't care if I change my surname to Song."

Ji Liang once again had goosebumps all over his body, he looked at Zheng Qing suspiciously, wondering what the hell this man was having today, what he said was so disgusting.

"Song Qing, send love..." Ji Liang suppressed a smile, and continued to eat silently.

After dinner was almost finished, Ji Liang was thinking of a reason to use words to drive away this sticky thing like Zheng Qing... Then Song Wei said in a low voice: "Tomorrow, a box of crispy noodles, don't forget."

Jiliang immediately nodded, and ruined Zheng Qing's beautiful imagination with one sentence...

In the evening, after Zheng Qing came out of Room 201 after eating, he stopped and did not go back to Room 202. Instead, he went out of the building and walked outside the community. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. After several beeps in his ear, the other party finally When I picked up the phone, it was a woman's voice: "Hello, Brother Qing?"

Zheng Qing put his hands in his pockets, with a smile on his lips: "Feng Qian, is the medicine you mentioned last time ready? I'm in a hurry to get it."

The woman on the phone also laughed: "Brother Qing, who can make you so anxious? The medicine was ready yesterday, can you let me follow to see, which child is it for?"

Zheng Qing shook his head: "That's not okay, the baby can't leak out, send the medicine to the old building near the city."

"Brother Qing, you are such a sweetheart!" Feng Qian sighed, "How many people's hearts must be broken."

Zheng Qing smiled at the phone: "Okay baby, go to bed early."

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Qing turned around and looked at the place where the lights were on on the second floor of the building. In his mind, he imagined Ji Liang's appearance after taking the medicine, and the smile on his mouth expanded countless times.

Then this night, Zheng Qing was shameful and had a wet dream.