After crossing, I became a group pet

The joy of making money disappeared in no time. Su Qingmian dropped the pen, took off the bracelet and put it on the table, and then returned to the bed to continue to settle accounts.

The more the accounts are calculated, the more chaotic, full of irritability.

I want to pull a Tianshu Lord over to give me a blast, to vent my depression.

In the next second, a certain Tianshu Lord really appeared in front of his eyes.

The teleportation formation on the bookshelf flashed white light, and Ling Yesheng was wearing white clothes, with feather decorations on her hair, and the feathers fluttered and fluttered like a free elf.

Turning his head to see the lonely flashing sound transmission stone on the table, Ling Yesheng walked over with long legs and sat on the edge of the bed: "Are you busy?"

Without raising her head, Su Qingmian stubbornly calculated the already messed up accounts: "Well, Master Tianshu came at a bad time, please come back."

"It's okay, I can wait."

What are you waiting for, don't wait, you won't be able to wait.

Su Qingmian tossed her hair, the broken hair hung down to cover her eyes, she didn't want Ling Yesheng to see his eyes, he was afraid that her hesitation and feelings would be seen by Ling Yesheng.

If Ling Yesheng grasps this point, he will not let him go, and pull him into the abyss with all his strength.

"The complexion is so bad," Ling Yesheng lifted up his broken hair, and a face that fascinated all living beings came over, "Are you uncomfortable?"

The ending sound rises, and the bewitching feeling comes again.

Su Qingmian closed her eyes in pain, why did she have to do this? Could it be that he wasn't showing it clearly enough?

Rejection is rejection, there is no room for negotiation, so stop talking, stop saying ambiguous words in front of him, let him beg.

He was really afraid that he would follow the direction of his heart.

As long as the person Ling Yesheng likes is him, not the original owner, that would be great.

Unfortunately, no.

"I'll show you, okay?"

Ling Yesheng leaned forward, "My talent can help you."

Su Qingmian clenched the pen tightly, her knuckles turned white, but she still pretended to be calm in her heart, because he didn't have time to listen to the voice of the night because he had to settle accounts: "No, I'm fine, please stay away from me to block the light." , I can’t even read the numbers.”

Ling Yesheng was still obedient, she turned her body, went around to the back, and gave Su Qingmian enough light to look at the account book, and glanced at the account book: "The first issue of the periodical income under the sky... I have read your periodical, the Some of the content of the . . . is interesting."

"Oh." It's all gossip that you like to hear, isn't it interesting?

Su Qingmian suppressed her heartbeat and calmed down.

"For example, the relationship between the tenth-ranked ministers, how to say, according to my understanding, Feng Yuan should not like Xizhou Tianming, Xizhou Tianming is serious and old-fashioned, not the type that Feng Yuan likes."

The sound of listening to the night refuted the rumors with a face of ridicule.

Su Qingmian couldn't help laughing: "Yes."

Ling Yesheng took the opportunity to rest her chin on Su Qingmian's shoulder, and blow into her earlobe: "I also know a lot of wild stories, maybe I can also help you write manuscripts."

The hot air blowing over the earlobe was very clear, hot and numb, Su Qingmian shook her shoulders, and quickly got out of bed: "Master Tianshu, please respect yourself."

Ling Yesheng pulled Su Qingmian's wrist and pulled him over, holding his hands in his arms: "Self-respect? Is this about self-respect?"

An old man is an old man, he knows what to do at the right time, and playing hooligans properly can make people feel ashamed and annoyed, wanting to refuse but still reluctant to interrupt the ambiguous ambiguity that makes people think.

However, this will only make Su Qingmian more painful.

"Let go of me." Su Qingmian struggled.

"Don't move." Ling Yesheng hugged him tightly, possessive in her voice, "just for a while."

"Get out." The corners of Su Qingmian's eyes were red, and she lowered her head as if exhausted, without struggling again, "Master doesn't like you, do you understand, it's useless if you like me, you are too hypocritical and arrogant, I still like Zhou Xueqi, modest and gentle, the key is still the type I like. If you are not in love with you, you are not in love, sorry, don't waste each other's time anymore."

Oh my gosh.

Su Qingmian herself wants to award herself an Oscar statuette. A wayward young man, regardless of other people's feelings, rejects other people's pursuit with hurtful words.

But he was in pain, never in such pain.

After saying this, he and Ling Yesheng are completely finished, and there will be no more chances.

In two lifetimes, I met such a heart-moving person, but he pushed him away with indifferent words, maybe I couldn't even be a friend.

But Ling Yesheng chuckled happily in his ear: "Zhou Xueqi just wants to teach you how to practice swords and you will refuse, like Zhou Xueqi? Huh?"

Just chuckling, Su Qingmian's three souls and seven souls are flying high, not knowing where the east, west, north, south are.

He couldn't answer and chose to remain silent.

"Don't like me?" Ling Yesheng lowered his head and rubbed Su Qingmian's neck, "Then why are my eyes so bright."

"You read wrong..."

Ling Yesheng turned Su Qingmian's body and asked him to look at her: "Look into my eyes, and say it again."

With trembling fingers, Su Qingmian looked at Ling Yesheng's purple-gold eyes: "I don't... like..."

The last word "you" was missing, but he couldn't say it with all his strength.

How could it be possible to say it, the eyes of Ling Yesheng are all about him.

"you like me."

A child's joyful and sweet smile, like a child who got candy, melted into Ling Ye's voice, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards greatly. Su Qingmian had never seen him so happy, without any impurities, purely happy.

"I do not."

Su Qingmian pursed her lips.

Ling Ye laughed out loud, hugging him tightly: "I am very happy, can you feel it?"

Yes, you are happy, but he is going to die of pain.

He knew it was misplaced love, but he still couldn't stop the loss in time. His soul was divided into two halves, and the other half was sensual and selfless. He ran hard towards the sound of the night with his toes.

Half rational and indifferent, clearly knowing what is okay and what is not.

Sensibility always prevails, so the rational soul folds its arms and watches him fall coldly.

With a tsk-tsk sound in his mouth, he laughed at him.

Very annoying.

Ling Yesheng suddenly let go of Su Qingmian, looked at it for a while, and kissed Su Qingmian's forehead with a slap, and quickly ran away with the teleportation formation before the person could react.

Su Qingmian rubbed her forehead and smiled bitterly.

Listening to the sound of the night doesn't understand anything.

Ling Yesheng didn't appear again for many days, Xiao Aojiao was not there, Su Qingmian was in a bad state of mind, and didn't even want to go to class.

I asked for leave and lay in bed every day to read idle books.

Su Mu is not good at words, Su Qingmian is like this, he is in a hurry every day, and he is restrained in doing things. He has to think about talking to Su Qingmian every day, worrying that what he says will not sound good, which will make Su Qingmian even more depressed.

He didn't even dare to say anything, let alone ask Su Qingmian what happened.

Su Wuhuai asked once, but Su Qingmian didn't say anything, just looked at Su Wuhuai in a daze, and cried after watching.

After that, no one dared to ask.

Time has spent the first petals, and it is already midnight when converted to the time of the modern world.

Su Qingmian couldn't sleep, and leaned against the corner with her legs crossed.

Tianma is a very sensitive creature, Su Qingmian doesn't sleep, and Gege doesn't sleep either, they stare sleepily at the side and guard their master.

The time petals fell again, and Su Qingmian knocked on Su Wuhuai's door with her pillow in her arms.

Su Wuhuai was still dealing with government affairs and did not sleep. When he opened the door, he saw Su Qingmian standing at the door with red eyes, and hurriedly pulled someone in.

Su Qingmian's clothes were thin, and Su Wuhuai asked him to lie on the bed, and after thinking about it, he also lay down on it.

Taking advantage of the situation, she huddled in Su Wuhuai's arms: "If brother finds out one day that I am not me, will he still treat me like this?"

"Why isn't Qingmian Qingmian?" Su Wuhuai's voice was as soft as a whisper, "Even if one day, Qingmian appears in front of my brother with another identity, my brother will recognize the person in front of me at first sight as Qingmian." sleep."

Su Qingmian's arms tightened, hugged Su Wuhuai's waist, and gritted her teeth: "I'm not Su Qingmian, I came from another world. I died in that world, and when I woke up, I was in this body."

"It turns out that Qingmian still has such an experience." Su Wuhuai rubbed his chin, as if he wasn't surprised at all.

It shouldn't be, he took over his brother's body, did he react in various ways?

It's as if such a thing should happen.

Shouldn't he have kicked him out of the bed, scolded him for occupying his younger brother's body, cheating his feelings, and trying to pull out his soul and put him down under the light of the sky for a soul-stirring escape?

"Why..." Su Qingmian, "I'm not your brother, why do you..."

"Qingmian is the younger brother." Su Wuhuai snorted and patted Su Qingmian's hand, "Don't pinch me, itches."

It turned out that Su Qingmian unconsciously tightened his hands and pinched Su Wuhuai's itchy flesh.

Su Qingmian let go of her hand.

Su Wuhuai continued: "After you fell into a coma, we invited many people to heal you. A gentleman who was gifted with the soul said that your soul has gone to other places. As long as the soul returns to its place, there is a chance to wake up. We are everywhere Looking for your soul, it is because of this that your third elder brother Su Xian set off to travel again, looking for your soul all over the world, but after he knew you woke up, he felt relieved and continued to travel."

Speaking of this, Su Wuhuai is also very helpless.

You say that Su Xian hurts Su Qingmian, it really hurts, otherwise he would not have embarked on a journey that is more difficult than before in order to find the soul, if it does not hurt, it seems reasonable, Qingmian has been awake for so long, Su Xian Never said to come back and see him.

Even when he sent him a letter saying that Qingmian missed him and wanted him to come back, Su Xian didn't come back.

There was a buzzing in Su Qingmian's head, and she really wanted to hear Su Wuhuai continue talking.

"No wonder we couldn't find it, so you went to another world." Su Wuhuai rubbed Su Qingmian's hairy head, "It's really hard work, the other world is not good without us."

Su Qingmian burst into tears instantly.

Su Wuhuai's heart twitched, and he quickly hugged him and carried him into his arms: "It's okay, it's okay, don't feel wronged, be good."