Secondary disease of rebirth

Leave him alone and continue to deepen the kiss. Feng Yi's slender hands even lifted the hem of Lian Ye's shirt, and drove straight in, touching and kneading the slippery skin.

The slightly cool palm caressed the hot back, and the temperature difference made Lian Ye heave a long sigh of relief. It couldn't be said whether it was uncomfortable or comfortable, and the closer they hugged each other, the tighter they were.

The knock on the door did not stop, but the other party seemed to be very patient, knocking steadily and rhythmically.

Feng Yi frowned, got up and floated out towards the door, trying to scare away the troublemaker.

How did you know that before you reached the door, there was a voice from outside the door: "Brother Lian, are you right inside?"

This voice made Lian Ye's hairs stand on end, and the hoarse voice seemed to be deliberately suppressed to be friendly, which made people shudder even more.

"Why did he come?" Feng Yi frowned, and looked back at Lian Ye, who still shook his head blankly.

Pretending not to be there?It's unrealistic, Li Deyou is the landlord's younger brother, if he wants to come in, he can break in with the key, but in desperation, Lian Ye pulled his clothes, got up and opened the door.

"I was wearing earphones just now. I didn't hear you knocking on the door. What's the matter?" Lian Ye opened the door with a smile on his face, but when he saw Li Deyou's attire, he was inevitably taken aback.

Li Deyou didn't dress casually like last time. Today he was wearing a very high-end suit, and today he was wearing only GUCCI sunglasses. The most obvious logo was engraved on the frame, so as to show off.With a curly hair combed back, at first glance, he thought he was the boss of a certain underworld.

Li Deyou didn't speak, all the applications were hidden under the big sunglasses, Lian Ye felt a little nervous instead.But the more flustered he is, the more he tends to go crazy. He raised his hand and brushed the broken hair on his forehead, and leaned against the door frame in a posture that he thought was inverting all living beings, "Could it be that the last time I showed off my skills, I just fell in love with you?" Have you been deeply impressed by me? Sorry, I don’t accept interviews, and I don’t accept apprentices. Don’t spread the word about my supernatural powers.”

Li Deyou was silent for a while, completely ignoring Lian Ye's silly words, but took out an envelope from his handbag. This cowhide envelope contained a thick stack of things, and Lian Ye immediately thought of something, money.

He stared straight at it, almost staring right through it.

Such an obvious greed Li Deyou grinned instead, "Even if my brother didn't have you last time, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to return safely. This is the promised commission, double."

Maybe people who have been really poor know the value of money. Even Ye Ye who had a green light in his eyes did not forget to put on a gesture, coughing lightly, "That's right, there must be nothing wrong with asking me." He willingly put on Li Deyou and gave it to him. top hat.

Li Deyou handed the kraft paper bag to Lian Ye, who took it and stuffed it into his arms, "Can I go in and sit down?"

Uh, how could someone refuse someone who came to give money on purpose? Even if he didn't like it, he could only make way for Li Deyou to come in.

"Hmph, haven't you seen money in your previous life?" Feng Yi said sarcastically, and sat down on the sofa angrily. Li Deyou was the one he didn't like the most.

Of course, Li Deyou didn't know that someone rejected him so much, striding towards the room, looking around, he was secretly surprised.

The small two rooms and one living room were tidied up in an orderly manner, the cushions, cups and bowls were neatly placed, there were no extra objects on the coffee table, and the tiles in the living room were even more radiant.

Unexpectedly, Lian Jue, who was not doing business properly, and Lian Ye, who was doing nothing, turned out to have such a scene in their home. If you look at a person's personality and living habits, you can roughly understand the decoration and tidiness of their home.It's not that he came here uninvited, Lian Ye naturally didn't have time to clean up in advance, could it be that his prediction of the uncle and nephew was wrong?

Li Deyou's mind was spinning a thousand times, how could he know that all the results were due to the masterpiece of Feng Yi who was half leaning on the sofa.He couldn't see the mess, and directed Lian Ye to clean up this and that, and he would not stop until everything was spotless and orderly.

His eyes moved to the notebook placed in the living room, and the screen was displaying a picture about the hotel's public relations introduction, "Brother Lian is really short of money?"

Embarrassed, Xiaoxiao hurriedly went over to close the screen, "I don't know what kind of pop-up advertisement it is, how could I be short of money, hehehehe..."

Li Deyou was noncommittal, but walked to the side of the sofa, and was about to sit down, Lian Ye couldn't help but widen his eyes, and it was too late to stop him.

Because Feng Yi was sitting there...

Just when Li Deyou was about to sit on Feng Yi's body, he felt a numb pain in his rear hip, as if he was sitting on an iron nail, and his buttocks were stabbed in an instant so painful that he jumped up immediately.

"Your sofa..." Li Deyou looked back in shock, but saw nothing on the leather sofa. The soft red cowhide was soft and gentle. How could it look like it would hurt him?

"Uh, my sofa is a bit special, I'm a stranger, you can sit here." The way Li Deyou jumped up with his butt in his arms was really funny, Lian Ye resisted the urge to burst out laughing, and brought him a small bench.

Li Deyou sat down helplessly, thinking of all the strange things that happened to Lian Ye before, they didn't change, but looked at the empty sofa with concern.

At this time, Feng Yi was leaning back on the sofa enchantingly, while Li Deyou, who was dressed like a mafia boss, sat on the small bench aggrievedly, and Lian Ye stood between the two, quite embarrassed.

"If it's okay..." When Lian Ye wanted to issue an order to evict the guest, Li Deyou took the call.

"Brother Lian, I need you to help again this time..."

"It's absolutely impossible." Feng Yi spoke before Li Deyou finished speaking this time.

Although Lian Ye didn't understand, but he knew it must be nothing good, he followed Feng Yi's words and said: "I'm very busy recently, I'm afraid I don't have time."

Li Deyou was silent for a while, then took off his sunglasses, his slightly drooping eyes were lacquered pupils, bottomless, "The commission will definitely be the highest for you."

Waving his hand, Lian Ye touched the thick stack of kraft paper bags in his arms, and wondered if Li Deyou was stupid. If he really wanted to ask him for help, why did he give him the previous commission first? Why not say something about coming back next time? Checkout together.Based on his hunger for money, he might give in.

Besides, this is in the past. Although he is still so poor now, Lian Ye knows that he can use his own labor to realize his own value, so there is really no need to risk his life.

Lian Ye lacked interest, so he buckled his neck indecently, and said weakly: "I remember I have something to do, I have to go out later, you can find someone else."

It was obvious that he wanted to drive people away, but Li Deyou sat quietly on the bench without bothering him.

As time passed by, Lian Ye really couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and was looking at Xiang Fengyi for advice.The ear-piercing phone rang in vain, very abrupt in the quiet room.

Lian Ye was taken aback by the sudden ringing, and walked over to pick it up, "Who is it? Immortal? What..."

I saw the expression on Lian Ye's face changed, and his eyes moved to Li Deyou's face, and continued: "I understand, I still have some points here, I will call you later..."

After finishing the words, he put down the phone with a solemn expression, took two deep breaths, and said coldly to Li Deyou, "You did it?"

Li Deyou shrugged, and replied innocently: "I don't understand what you are talking about?"

Lian Ye approached step by step, looked at Li Deyou from top to bottom, and said word by word: "Lian Jue owes a huge amount of gambling money, but you did it?"

Li Deyou stood up and looked directly at Lian Ye, without avoiding his gaze, "I didn't force him to go to my casino."

The implication was that he definitely knew about Lian Jue's situation. Lian Ye took a deep breath, resisting the urge to hit Li Deyou, and squeezed out the words through his teeth, "When will you leave..."

"Lian Ye?" Feng was puzzled and called out.

Lian Ye shook the hand tightly behind his back almost invisible, signaling him to be calm.

Li Deyou laughed loudly, with a smug look on his face, "Next Monday, I will come downstairs to pick you up, Brother Lian, use the commission I gave you, and prepare well."

The word "good" was accentuated, and after finishing speaking, he put on his flamboyant sunglasses and walked out in a swaggering manner.

"Lian Ye, what's the matter?" Feng Yi couldn't help but float in front of Lian Ye and asked.

Seeing that Feng Yiruhua's eyebrows and eyes were stained with worry, his anger subsided a little, "Li Deyou used some method to trick Lianjue into the casino, and now he owes a lot of money."

"Gambling shop?" Feng Yi frowned slightly, and was about to go in the direction of Li Deyou, but was stopped by Lian Ye.

"Forget it, spare his life." Feng Yi snorted coldly and floated back again.

"How to do it?" Seeing that Lian Ye changed from his usual crazy personality and became very silent, Feng Yi was not used to it, so he asked again.

Lian Ye looked down at the money and things wrapped in the brown paper bag in his hand, and said after a long time: "Don't worry about his old age, let's have fun for a few days first!"

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Feng Yi was speechless for a while, and then saw that Lian Ye was already humming a ditty and took out the money from the paper bag, counting them one by one.

There is a full [-], which is enough for him to eat a lot, buy a lot of domestic handicrafts, and care about that old guy Lianjue's life and death. Besides, as long as he is still here, Li Deyou will not do anything to him.

Perhaps several people have forgotten that Lian Ye is a patient with secondary illness, who knows if the continuous life and death can hold him back?

As night fell quietly, a few elderly people walking with their dogs occasionally walked by on the green belt in the quiet community, and who would have thought that in a window on the third floor, a person and a ghost were entangled fiercely.

"Hmm... no, I was wrong, okay... ah..." The barely audible panting was mixed with a low moan, as if someone was begging for mercy.

The lights in the bedroom were not turned on, and the moonlight sprinkled in from the half-covered window sill, reflecting on a sweaty and naked body.