After Assistant Salted Fish was targeted by President Ba

"I've had someone look at it," Fang Chuli said stubbornly, "these photos don't have any traces of Pruning, not at all!"

Wen Ling also looked down: "I guess there is no trace at all."

"Then what's going on! You still say you haven't been wronged!"

Hurry up and press the "little lion", Wen Ling was afraid that he would go crazy and rush to Yi Lan to beat Chi Lan again, pinched the back of his neck to let him relax a little, his tone was full of thinking: "I probably remembered what happened Yes, but I'm not sure yet, wait a minute, I'll ask someone."

He clicked on Shuwang's dialog box, took a picture and sent it:

- Can you tell if there are traces of photoshopping in such photos?

Shu Wang replied very quickly, probably in front of the computer, and replied in seconds:

-certainly.

-cannot!

- It's impossible for any keyboard hand to see this kind of filming!Is there an electronic version?

Wen Ling turned to look at the young master, Fang Chuli was full of reluctance, and Wen Ling coaxed him several times before taking out his laptop.

Shu Wang was very excited when he received a few cards that Fang Chuli could barely bear to send out:

- Whose pornographic photos do I rely on? !

Young Master Fang frowned when he saw this sentence, and wanted to roar: "Is this person you are looking for reliable? He looks very stern!"

Wen Ling patted his head: "Don't worry, he doesn't look serious, but he knows how to measure it."

After half a quarter of an hour, Shu Wang's news came again:

- There is no trace of P, the person who sent it to you should know when it was received, right?If it is a threat, the time distance will not be too far, and he should also know what happened in his heart.

It's gossip over there:

- what's wrongSomeone in your company has an accident?Internet celebrity or starlet?Some are indeed messy, and your company should be more cautious.

Wen Ling also came back quickly, afraid that he would be too distracted like Wei Xixi:

- Nothing, don't think about it.

Shu Wang:

-It's hard not to think of it!

-They are so beautifully photographed!

-But there is really no trace of repair. It is estimated that when you get the photo, you will accept it when you took it. Be careful if someone does not tell the truth. It will be very troublesome to deal with it.

Assistant Wen couldn't hold back a "tsk", looking at the imported time on the computer, Fang Chuli said: "It was put here after I came back, and it was received two days before I left the museum."

Two days before leaving the museum...

Wen Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, thought about his posture, and calmed down: "One thing really happened that day, but it was just a trivial matter."

Fang Chuli's eyes were burning: "And Chi Lan?"

"No, it has nothing to do with Chi Lan, I didn't even meet him."

Wen Ling likes little milk dogs, the kind that are really newborn, whose fur is as soft as a ball, and whose barking is soft.

He remembered that the grandson of the old man guarding the museum kept several of them, and Wenling couldn't help teasing them when he was free, and he would bring ham sausage or a small portion of canned meat.

So he gradually became acquainted with Grandpa Shouguan's grandson, and learned that he was from the middle school next door, and occasionally asked questions about Wenling's summer homework.

Up to now, Wen Ling can only remember that his handwriting is very beautiful, especially when writing his own name—Tao Siyi, he moved his wrist lightly, and every swipe and swipe was smooth and smooth without losing strength.

His handwriting was not good-looking at the time, and he practiced it.

In the evening when Fang Chuli and Gu Zhenyu went out to play, Wen Ling was reading a book, and Tao Si ran to Wen Ling dripping with sweat.

The boy's teary eyes made the summer afternoon extremely sweltering.

"Something happened to the dog!" said the boy.

The two-story lounge at the back of the museum is where he and his grandfather live. The museum has accumulated the atmosphere of the ancient capital, so the renovation has not been done in a modern style, and there are still small wooden attics around the corners, which complement the furnishings in the museum.

Outside the lounge is surrounded by flowers and plants, which were planted by the grandfather for more than ten years. They are lush in midsummer and the fragrance of flowers is strong.

The little milk dogs happened to be moving, and Tao Siyi didn't notice it while doing his homework. When he heard the call and ran over, they had been trapped in the abandoned pipeline for an unknown amount of time.

"I'm not that tall," Tao Siyi blushed anxiously, kicking on the tube on the next floor, "I'm strong enough to hunch you up."

Wen Ling actually wanted to say that he was old and tall, so he could try to stoop him, but Tao Siyi was a chubby little man, and the width of the waste pipe was too big for him.Wen Ling looked at the milk dog stuck in the tube, and was also anxious: "Okay!"

There are a lot of weeds here, and the pipes are not small from the outside, but Wen Ling can only see clearly when he is lifted up, there is a lot of mud and sand in the pipes, and I don't know how these puppies climbed up with their calves.

Wen Ling didn't realize something was wrong until he pushed the weeds away.

"They seem to have been put in on purpose." He stuck his head into the pipe, and the sound hit the concrete wall. Seeing him, the little milk dog staggered in the mud on its small thick legs, and whimpered even more sharply.

Wen Ling felt a little distressed and worried.

Tao Siyi was surprised: "What's wrong!"

"It's brick and mud on both sides, and there are gaps, but it's not something a dog could get in, it's more like someone threw them in and sealed it up."

"Who is so hateful!" Tao Siyi's anxiety turned into anger.

Wen Ling found that these bricks and mud were quite strange. The gaps and distances seemed to be calculated by someone. Standing on the sides, it was difficult to reach out and could not be easily removed. difficulty.

"At that time, I thought Tao Siyi had an enmity with someone." Wen Ling glanced at Fang Chuli, "I was also very angry, no matter how much enmity there is, you can't make fun of the puppy, as long as those holes are blocked, it will be too late." Suffocate."

Wen Ling's eyes were calm: "It's only now that I realize that Tao Siyi's behavior is also very strange."

Fang Chuli listened quietly, followed his words, without taking his eyes off his face for a moment.

"Tao Siyi was really anxious at the time, but the whole behavior was actually not that urgent. Maybe I couldn't see him in the tube, maybe he was standing outside and pretending to be anxious. In fact..."

Fang Chuli's voice also sank: "He is arranging other things."

Wen Ling silently nodded.

He still remembers the fishy smell of the soil and the tingling sensation of weeds rubbing against his skin. He was already wearing thin clothes in summer, and after rolling around like this, there was nothing good about him.

"This photo," Wen Ling pulled out the photo with his navel exposed, put his arms around Fang Chuli's neck and raised it above his head to look up, "From this angle, doesn't it look more like someone took it under a cement pipe?"

The T-shirt is loose, and there is friction between the mud and the cement pipe wall. The hem of the clothes is rolled into the pipe, and the moon is completely exposed.

Fang Chuli frowned, his tone disgusted, he was disdainful of this kind of behavior: "It was taken by that Tao Siyi."

"may be."

The young master was serious: "It's him!"

Wen Ling is not used to speculating for no reason, but he has to admit it in his heart.

Tao Siyi has major suspicions.

Wen Ling pinched the photo and rubbed it, looking at the wounds on the abdomen, all of them were ground out, because the luminosity and angle are so imaginative, it should have been slightly processed, after a few years, it makes people think in a crooked way .

Fang Chuli's mood has improved a lot. Looking at the remaining photos, he took each one again.

Wen Ling gave a complete context on the side: "The injury on the knee was knocked out at the mouth of the pipe."

"The same goes for the arm and the back. The puppy had been trapped for a long time and was a little irritable. He even scratched my paw."

Fang Chuli hurriedly touched the back of his right hand, Wen Ling turned back: "It was scratched on the back of the left hand."

"Obviously it's the right hand!" Fang Chuli remembered clearly, grabbed him, and took another Wen Ling's blushing, "Where's this one?"

Wen Ling looked at it and smiled: "Obviously I have taken a bath..."

He paused in his hands, and his memories became densely clear. Looking at Fang Chuli, he suddenly realized: "I know why you misunderstood me!"

Fang Chuli's eyes also trembled: "Assistant Wen, do you only know now?"

"..." Wen Ling pinched his face, "I was a little tired that day, and I didn't hear your question clearly, and I didn't pay attention to your emotions."

When I went back to the "dormitory" specially arranged for these students that day, it was already dark, and the white T-shirt in Wenling could not be worn at all. Tao Siyi said that he had suitable clothes, but his grandfather couldn't buy clothes. I bought it too big and didn't want to throw it away. Boys grow up fast, and I think it will be suitable in two years.

Thank Wen Ling for saving the dog, and I want to give him the clothes.

Wen Ling was thinking about a piece of clothing, which was not expensive, so he decided not to take it, so he took a bath there. Tao Siyi was afraid that he would get infected, so he rubbed the medicine before letting him go.

At that time, Fang Chuli was waiting for him at the door, seeing that his clothes were different from those in the daytime and his hair was still damp, she asked him where he had been.

Wen Ling answered vaguely, he just wanted to lie down and relieve the pain from the scratch, but he didn't see the bruise on Young Master Fang's eyes.

Later, when I fell asleep, I felt Fang Chuli walking around, and heard some mumbling words, but I didn't understand a single word, but I was lost in sleep.

Fang Chuli's eyes were red from crying: "I told you that Chi Lan was not a good person, and asked if you could not like him and me."

"You ignored me."

Wen Ling was so moved that he couldn't help but leaned down to kiss him. The force was a bit heavy, and he didn't want to let go, so Fang Chuli couldn't breathe before he found the sense of reality.

"I'm sorry." He apologized.

Fang Chuli grabbed him: "I blamed you."

Everything in front of him is a fateful miss, Wen Ling has nothing to do with it, except that he feels distressed and wants to love the person in front of him even more, to make up for his timidity and stupidity when he was young.

"Before you came back that day, Chi Lan sent me the photo." Fang Chuli blinked, "He said you confessed to him."

Wen Ling: "It's absolutely nothing."

"But he showed me the caller ID, and it was indeed your call."

Fang Chuli's eyes were firm, and Wen Ling patted him: "Are you stupid? He just took anyone's phone number to note my name, do you know?"

"It's your phone number!"

The young master looked like "Do you think I really have a brain problem?": "At that time, Chi Lan was acting like an idiot. Show me that you don't like him running out to play with us all day. He goes back."

Fang Chuli learned the second half of the sentence in a strange way, and curled his lips: "You wouldn't rush me like that. I went back to the museum dormitory, but you were not there, and you looked like that when you came back."

"I had the idea of ​​killing people at that time."

Wen Ling paused, and murmured: "But I haven't saved Chi Lan's phone number, and I don't have any call records in my phone..."

"It must be Chi Lan and that, Tao Siyi! They are in collusion!"

Wen Ling straightened his body, and only now did he fully confirm his guess.

Chi Lan's mind is much more detailed than that of Fang Chuli, and he should have figured out where he goes in his spare time. From today, it can be seen that it is not difficult to make a fuss behind the scenes. Tao Siyi and Chi Lan are definitely related.

Regardless of whether Tao Siyi was willing or not, Chi Lan would find a way to achieve the desired goal.

That call was probably made while Wen Ling was taking a shower.

The boy's heart is undefended, and Wenling's secrets are all in his heart, and he has not even set a screen lock.

"It's not nice to meet people." He shrugged and smiled.

Fang Chuli got up: "It's because they are too bad."

"Hey, if you said we didn't have this misunderstanding," Wen Ling let him sit on his back and raised his head slightly, "will we be together for a long time?"

Because of his emotional agitation, he unbuttoned his collar, sat up and leaned back, and from Fang Chuli's overlooking angle, he could just see the stretched collarbone.

The young master took a bite there with his head sullen, and his voice muffled into his collar: "I will definitely not go abroad."

Wen Ling was picked up by him, put his palm on his back, and laughed very restrainedly: "Forget it, the few years I missed are pretty good."

In Wenling's way of life, you can indulge in beauty, but you can't completely indulge in it. It's good for the young master to come back from studying abroad.

Fang Chuli was annoyed, and pressed his shoulders to make him look up a little higher.

"Are you so willing? It seems that you still don't like me."

Wen Ling felt that the hand that lifted his shirt was dishonest, so he didn't stop him, and also ate a few handfuls of the young master's tofu. He felt this posture clearly, and his breath gradually became moist.

The light and soft kiss made people's hearts flutter, and then turned into a tingling pain under the canine teeth.

"I like you, I like you in my heart and - in action, but I still have to understand the necessary willingness." Wen Ling couldn't help sending Yueyue Kua forward.

Fang Chuli's neck was red again, these two strokes were strong and loud, which made him numb for a moment, and almost lost his center of gravity, so he could only cling to Wenling tightly.

Wen Ling showed his neat teeth, and was about to kiss his mouth when the phone rang.

The word "Shu Wang" came into view.

That kid didn't call often, and many things had to be typed or interviewed. Wen Ling frowned, and answered the phone with Fang Chuli half in his arms.

"Assistant Wen!" The voice over there was very anxious, "Where did you get this photo!"

"???" Wen Ling was stopped by this question, and glanced at Fang Chuli, "... someone else gave it to me, what's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Shu Wang clicked the mouse: "There is a big problem! I feel restless. I want to see if there is no trace of this photo, but it is imported. I have it in my gallery!"

Wen Ling's frown deepened.

Shu Wang said that there are his "pornographic photos" in his gallery?This is really "good news" like a thunderbolt.

Before he could speak, Shu Wang spoke again: "Assistant Wen, I checked the time, and I was still in...primary school at that time, no wonder I didn't remember it at first glance, yes, the time was right, someone asked me to Look, he should be looking for something, he said that only he has these photos!"

Wen Ling's arm stiffened.

"Don't hurt me, where did you get this photo?" Shu Wang was about to cry, "How much has been leaked! There are people as noble as you! That person is probably looking for me all over the city!"

Fang Chuli heard the conversation clearly, "It turned out that the appraiser I found at that time was the one who helped Wenling make fake videos", which made him very unacceptable. Wenling saw it, and hugged him even harder. hug.

"Don't worry, it's okay," he reassured hastily, and after clarifying the reason, he glanced at the person beside him, "If someone asks you, just say my name."

Shu Wang was going crazy.

Before he could hang up the phone, Fang Chuli's cell phone vibrated again.

"Where are you? Why aren't you at the company?" The caller ID turned out to be Fang Nianxi.

Fang Chuli tuned his voice for a long time, holding the air conditioner: "What's wrong?"

"Dad asked you to go home," Fang Nianxi sighed, "Did you say you can't work hard for a day? What are you doing! Dad is losing his temper now."

Sure enough, there was Fang Dong's voice on the opposite side, but he couldn't hear what he said specifically. Anyway, he was very angry, and there was still a bit of noise around him.

Wen Ling's heart suddenly hung up, and his palms became cold.

"What are you talking about first?" Fang Chuli pressed Wen Ling's hand through his clothes.

"I didn't say anything," Fang Nianxi lowered his voice, "Anyway, you should come back quickly, if you are drinking, let the smell go!"

Fang Chuli: "..."

There was another moment of silence over there, and sighed: "You also ask Xiao Wenling to come back with you..."

The whole apartment fell silent for a moment, leaving only Shu Wang's "what's the matter" through the phone, which was cut off by Wen Ling.

The author has something to say:

Thank you zjg for the 10 bottles of nutrient solution!ok~

Several night shifts really made me overwhelmed. I didn't hear the alarm clock ring this morning. It was late! 【Lanzhou Beef Noodle Tears】