After crossing, I became a group pet

All the indistinct feelings are gathered in one direction, concentrated, rippling in the heart, scattered, and flowed through the limbs.

Ling Yesheng looked up at him, still holding Su Qingmian's feet in his hands: "Will this make you feel restrained?"

The warmth of Ling Yesheng's palm was all over her feet, Su Qingmian didn't have the rationality to think carefully about the problem: "No, yes, um, no..."

Why can't even say a word.

Unpromising, very unpromising.

"It seems that there is still a sense of restraint."

"No no no, no."

What if he said yes, and listen to the sound of the night to get some cloth to wrap around his feet.

Ling Ye laughed lightly, stood up, took a new cup, poured water and put it in front of Su Qingmian, took a sip from the cup Su Qingmian drank just now.

The edge of the contact is what Su Qingmian just drank.

The old man is really flirting with him all the time.

One cup, two indirect kisses, God!

Clearing his throat in embarrassment, he tried his best to divert his attention: "You touched my feet just now, you don't think it's dirty, why don't you wash your hands?"

"Dirty?"

Ling Yesheng was very surprised. He didn't seem to understand why Su Qingmian had such an idea. He stretched out his slender fingers and put them under his lips to kiss gently, like a butterfly's wings skimming over the lake, with piety in his eyes.

"will not."

Su Qingmian quickly picked up Ling Yesheng and put it in front of him to drink from a new cup, avoiding Ling Yesheng's affectionate eyes, she couldn't look at it, otherwise she would drown in it.

"I know what you're thinking."

The voice of Ling Ye Sheng is not deep and hoarse with subwoofer, but it is very mature and charming, with proper pauses between words and rising tail sounds, showing the laziness and nobility of an emperor.

Su Qingmian swallowed the water in her mouth, thinking that he could see his palpitations, she smiled a little guilty: "What am I thinking?"

"Let homeless people be treated fairly."

Oh oh oh, that's the way it is, it's okay, it's okay.

Su Qingmian breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, it's actually not very accurate." He thought for a while, "I want all those who have been treated unfairly to have fair treatment."

Ling Yesheng nodded: "This is a long way."

"But life is also very long." For such a long time, if you don't do something you want to do, you are sorry for the passing time.

Listening to the Night: "Is this your dream?"

"No, it's an ideal." Su Qingmian's eyes were firm.

A bright star, but destined to be an uneven ideal.

Ling Yesheng smiled: "Have you thought about finding someone to accompany you to realize your ideals? Although I am restrained by law enforcement, I have the greatest rights in the entire Gwanghae. Would you consider letting me join your ideals?"

Su Qingmian wanted to avoid Ling Yesheng's gaze again. It was obviously a sentence of wanting to be his ally, but when Ling Yesheng said "Can I be your boyfriend", it was almost pious. Affectionate, as if confessing to the gods whose faith has been relied on for a long time.

This feeling is definitely not for him, it is definitely for the original owner. How long has he been in this world? The time Ling Yesheng spends with him is just that. Feelings.

"No, I'm fine by myself."

If it doesn't belong to him, you can't touch it.

Even if you like it, it won't work.

If you have stolen something, you will feel panic if you own it.

Disappointment flashed in Ling Yesheng's eyes: "Can I give you a present?"

"No."

Feelings are unacceptable, gifts are also unacceptable, Su Qingmian's heart is terribly uncomfortable, and she can't show it yet, really

Fortunately, he was an actor in his previous life, so he could pretend to be good, pretending not to care, and pretending that he had no desire for the gift of Listening to the Night.

"Can I show you?" Ling Yesheng still smiled, but the smile was full of prayer and loss, as well as the sadness and loneliness that could not be loved.

He retreated again and again, too humble to be worthy of the title of Lord Tianshu.

But Su Qingmian is too clear, he knows that these things are not for him, what Ling Yesheng likes is the original owner, all the humility is for the original owner, not him, he doesn't own these, and he doesn't deserve to enjoy them.

"dont see."

Su Qingmian said this very capriciously. It sounded like the words of a stubborn and ignorant boy who didn't know how to tactfully reject other people's good intentions and take care of others' feelings. Boys, that's how they are, too carefree.

But in fact, he was going to die of discomfort.

Ling Yesheng froze, staring at Su Qingmian in a daze.

Su Qingmian trembled when she saw it.

He... made him sad.

God, he actually hurt him.

"I'm just kidding."

A sentence came out of his mouth, as if it came from the depths of his soul, Su Qingmian was surprised.

So, the sad ink on Ling Ye's voice faded away, and he stretched out his hand: "I'll take you to see it."

Su Qingmian put his hand on the hand of the sound of the night.

It's useless, I can't control myself at all, I know it's wrong, how can I still...

Just once, just once...

It won't happen next time, he will just be greedy once, feel the love of Ling Yesheng for the original owner, and indulge once.

Ling Yesheng held Su Qingmian's hand and led him to the door of a room.

Su Qingmian immediately shook off Ling Yesheng's hand, and returned to the nest rationally.

"I'm not going to your bedroom."

The old man really had bad intentions.

Ling Yesheng laughed out loud: "I lied to you, this is not my bedroom."

Su Qingmian: "..."

Ling Yesheng proved her innocence and opened the door. It turned out that this was the study room...

Walking in, Ling Yesheng took down a brocade box from the bookshelf and handed it to Su Qingmian.

Su Qingmian did not answer.

Ling Yesheng opened the brocade box by herself, and there was a round and crystal clear white bead inside: "This is the sound transmission stone, and I have one too."

She brushed her hair to reveal her ears, and there was a white bead ear clip on her earlobe.

The white pearl is hidden in the black hair like a piece of snow on the black mountain.

Su Qingmian involuntarily touched the ear clip of Ting Yesheng: "It looks good."

Listening to the night voice: "Then how about you accept this, we can chat through sound transmission in the future, any place and any time."

There are great expectations in the words.

Su Qingmian ruthlessly refused and withdrew his hand, but Ling Yesheng grabbed his wrist. There was already a bracelet on his wrist, on which hung Su Mu's starry sky bead, and Ling Yesheng felt Su Mu's heart on it. Spiritual power.

Tap on the white bead to hide the breath remaining on the bead, and embed the bead next to the starry sky bead.

"It's difficult for you to be strong."

Su Qingmian grabbed the beads and wanted to pull them off, but she really didn't know how Ling Yesheng stuffed the beads into the bracelet, and couldn't get it off no matter how fast it was buckled.

It's not his, he doesn't want it.

Ling Yesheng held his wrist and covered the bracelet: "It's just to fulfill my selfishness. Sometimes, I really want to hear your voice, but I can't go to you right away. Can you fulfill me?"

In this deeply affectionate gaze, Su Qingmian couldn't say a word of no.

Wanting to escape from here, Su Qingmian struggled out: "I should go."

"I send you."

The sound of listening to the night sent Su Qingmian to the hollow door cabinet, and opened the cabinet door.

Back in her bedroom, Su Qingmian threw herself on the bed and lay in big characters.

Gege, who was worried about his master, saw Su Qingmian come back in a hurry, and he was so happy that he yelled.

Su Qingmian picked up Gege casually, hugged her in her arms, tears welled up from the corners of her eyes.

Gege's eyes widened in shock, and he stretched out his hoof to hold down Su Qingmian's tears that slid down.

"Unfortunately it's not mine."

Whispering in my own voice, the pain is infinite.

The head of law enforcement came to Shanhe Bieyuan in person, threatening Su Wuhuai openly and secretly not to let the children confront the law enforcement officers, Su Wuhuai saw off the guests with a sneer.

There is a red mole between Su Wuhuai's eyebrows, which is more crimson than blood.

Isn't that still born, it's a vow contract.

The content of the contract is that once his younger brother Su Mu's talent deteriorates and harms Gwanghae, he will kill Su Mu himself.

Full of malice towards Su Mu.

The ridiculous thing is that this contract was made to save Su Mu.

All because of law enforcement.

The rest day passed quickly, and in class, Su Qingmian listened to teacher Bai Shan's lecture with her chin resting on her hands.

"The tree of the atrium gives birth to light, but the root of the atrium transports the light, but the light emitted by the root of the atrium is invisible light. Only when the light hits the sky and is reflected by the sky, can it form a light that illuminates our world. Sky light." Bai Shan summed up the knowledge points, "Simply put, the root of the atrium and the sky are carrying light, which is the carrier of light."

Su Qingmian, who was listening to the lecture with her chin in her hands, instantly straightened her back.

What?

Tianshu?

Where is Tianshu Lord?

Bai Shan called Su Qingmian: "Repeat what I just said."

Su Qingmian stood up: "The Lord Tianshu produces light, and also transports light. It is the carrier of light and illuminates the whole world."

Bai Shan: "..."

So Su Qingmian stood there for nearly an hour and a half.

After class, he was called to the office by Bai Shan for some ideological education.

Seeing that he was absent-minded, Wan Ke'er told him some gossip to cheer him up.

Some gossip is as exciting as the entertainment industry. If there were entertainment journals in this world, they would definitely sell well!

Wait...he seems to have spotted a business opportunity.

Since Gwanghae doesn't have a gossip journal, he should be the first one, which just happens to give the homeless a job. If it develops well, it can also spawn many industries.

Su Qingmian told Wan Ke'er about this idea, and Wan Ke'er's eyes that were shining like autumn water curled up: "Okay, I can contribute gossip ideas to you."

The two hit it off immediately, and when they got home, Su Qingmian told the two brothers that Su Wuhuai directly allocated money to him to start a business.

Su Qingmian had already thought of the journal's name, so it was called Under the Sky.

I tried my best to contact many people, and finally got through the way of publishing journals.

An office area was opened up in the Huanyan Building where the homeless lived, and the homeless worked in it.

Ah no, now that they have a family, they should not be called homeless anymore, they are all employees of Su Qingmian.

I didn't dare to post too much for the first issue, and I didn't expect that once it was sent to major bookstores, it would be sold well.

Su Qingmian felt much better after earning the first sum of money.

Pay employees.

Encourage them to send their children to school. Only by going to school to gain knowledge can they truly change their destiny.

As the main source of information, Wan Ke'er also got some money, and she used the money to buy a Duhan Yuyu.

After accompanying Wan Ke'er to buy Du Hanyu, Su Qingmian folded her hands behind her head: "Do you like Du Hanyu very much?"

I remember that it was after Zhou Xueqi said that Du Hanyu was the reward for winning the first place in the competition, that Wan Ke'er signed up for the competition.

Wan Ke'er lifted Du Hanyu over her head, and looked at the jade's fineness under the skylight. The warm yellow jade beads had no impurities at all, and her hands were smooth, as if she was touching a piece of ointment.

Du Hanyu can purify the spiritual power in the human body, but with the purity of Wan Ke'er's spiritual power, she doesn't need Du Hanyu.

The only possibility is that Wan Keer likes Du Hanyu.

"That's right, look, Du Hanyu seems to have light inside." Wan Ke'er smiled, "How beautiful."

She shook her wrist showing off, there was a string of Du Hanyu bracelets, and she stuffed the newly acquired Du Hanyu into it: "I like to collect high-quality Du Hanyu, if you have one, I can buy it at a high price. "

Wan Ke'er looked serious.

Maybe this is the little girl's obsession with hobbies. Even if she can't eat, hobbies still need to be cultivated.

Su Qingmian noticed that the strings on the bracelet seemed to have a certain characteristic, the beads would be inlaid on the strings when they were close to the strings of the bracelet, and they were so strong that they couldn't even be buckled off.

Alas, Su Qingmian tried her best not to look like the sound transmission stone on the bracelet, but she couldn't help it.

The sound-transmitting stone flashed many times, which meant that the voice of Ling Ye was calling him. Su Qingmian selectively ignored it. It was okay to ignore it once, but after ignoring it for a long time, a certain muscle in his heart ached more and more.

At the end of the day's class, Su Qingmian sat on the bed and counted the money she earned from selling the "Under the Sky" gossip newspaper this time. After the calculation, the white sound transmission stone on the bracelet flashed, and the flashing time this time was longer than all previous ones. It's even longer.

In a flash, Su Qingmian's hard-won account was messed up again.