Slag Gong accuses Bai Yueguang of being chaotic and abandoned

Mo Xiaofeng hung up the phone in a few words, and when he heard the busy tone from inside, Xiang Ranliang also put the phone in his pocket with an indifferent expression on his face.

He glanced at Hong Jintang who was smoking a cigarette on the sofa beside him, and then at the wild dog sitting on his desk playing with a knife. Although he scolded these two people a hundred or eighty times in his heart, his face But no emotion at all.

Although this guy was his target, it was always a chilling thing to be in the same room with him.

Hong Jintang is like a scorpion, every pore of his body is poisonous.

Just like now, he blatantly used the person Hong Tingyun liked to plot against him, without any scruples about being soft-hearted and respectful.

It has to be said that the blood in the wealthy family is really dirty.

Xiang Ranliang didn't care if he was a boy or not, this was his plan.

But it was not his intention to use Mo Xiaofeng as a raft. He didn't really want to drag irrelevant people into the water, but Mo Xiaofeng stepped in by himself, so he really couldn't blame him.

"Young master, if there is nothing wrong, I will go out."

Xiang Ranliang suddenly felt that Mo Xiaofeng's indifferent face was actually quite useful, at least at this moment he could smile at this guy without flattering him.

Hong Jintang smoked a cigarette, nodded in satisfaction, watched him go out, and watched him close the door, he was in a very good mood.

The wild dog was not so scrupulous, he played with the knife in his hand, and grinned heartlessly.

"I didn't expect that the second young master cared about people. Sure enough, everyone is not blind. Mo Feng is so interesting, I can't wait to have a fight with him."

Hong Jintang raised the corner of his mouth and laughed.

"Maybe fighting on the bed will taste better!"

Xiang Ranliang, who had just returned to Hong Tingyun's room, just received such a sentence from the monitor in his ears. Seeing the person who had taken cold medicine and lay down on the bed, sweating profusely on his forehead and sleeping very restlessly, he was really shocked for a moment. I don't know whether what I did is right or wrong.

Mo Xiaofeng hung up the phone, leaned against the head of the bed, stroked his forehead with his palm, sweated all over and even his hair was wet.He looked up at the screen, it was just after twelve o'clock, so he didn't sleep for a few hours after doing the math.

"Ms. Mo, are you awake?"

There was a soft call from outside, it was Heliu's voice.Mo Xiaofeng responded, and the other party opened the door and came in.

Today's Heliu is wearing a simple Song-made Hanfu, a pair of Xizi-colored Song trousers under the jade-colored trousers, and a random bun on his head, fixed with a sandalwood hairpin. Graceful and beautiful.

As soon as He Liu came in, he saw Mo Xiaofeng leaning on the head of the bed, and he was much more awake, and his heart suddenly became more relaxed.

It was just that Shao Mo's appearance was too scary, she hadn't seen him get sick for a long time.

She hurried forward to pour a glass of water for Mo Xiaofeng, and moved the stool beside the bed back to its original position, then knelt by the bed and gave Mo Xiaofeng his pulse.

"Ms. Mo, are you still feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to eat something before going to bed, and I'll ask the small kitchen to make something for you?"

Mo Xiaofeng drank a glass of water in one gulp, he was really thirsty.He was not hungry, but he was sweating and his body was sticky and uncomfortable. After a while, he regained some energy, and now he has the strength to say a few words to He Liu.

"Uncle Nan?"

He Liu paused for a few seconds and felt the strength of Mo Xiaofeng's pulse, which was much better than before, so he calmed down and answered softly.

"My lord has been guarding you for a while, and I just left not long ago."

Mo Xiaofeng was taken aback for a moment, and pulled his hand away from under the other's finger, with a strange expression on his face, it turned out that what was in the dream just now was not all hallucinations.

"Uncle Master is guarding me? Isn't he..." Isn't he rushing out?

He Liu withdrew his hands, and raised the quilt on the bed for Mo Xiaofeng, fearing that it would be uncomfortable for him to raise his head, so he didn't dare to get up and just knelt down on the spot and replied respectfully.

"Yes. My master personally gave you some soothing incense, and stayed by your bedside for an hour. He left with Mr. Wang after seeing that your condition was stable. He ordered the garden to be closed tomorrow so that you can sleep more. Calling outside disturbs your silence."

Mo Xiaofeng was slightly taken aback, this was the first time he heard his uncle change the plan for him.

You must know that Uncle Shi has a severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, maybe he is a mechanical engineer, and there is no room for error. I didn't expect to be so worried because of his illness.

It seems that I am always causing trouble for my uncle every day, but the other party is always pampering him.Mo Xiaofeng felt a little guilty, pursed his lips and couldn't help asking.

"Uncle... didn't you say anything?"

"No."

He Liu bowed his head respectfully, and answered firmly.But Mo Xiaofeng felt that Mrs. Heliu was only suitable for being an honest person, her acting skills were really bad.

Mo Xiaofeng was a little sullen. He is in a bad state now, but he shouldn't be deceived by the people below.

His voice was a little hoarse, but there was a chill in his eyes.

"Heliu, I don't like it when you only talk in half. Tell me directly if you have anything to say, aren't you afraid that this will make me unhappy?"

With my master at one end and the young master at the other, He Liu felt that being caught in the middle was not flattering, but after thinking about what her master had said, he didn't tell him not to say it.

"Young master, when you were in a daze...you talked a lot of nonsense."

Mo Xiaofeng thought he shouldn't know what happened, but he didn't expect this sentence after waiting for a long time. He was a little at a loss.

"What did I say?"

Lady Heliu raised her eyes and glanced at the indifferent person above, then quickly lowered her head again.

"You talked about a lot of things, and called a lot of people's names. There are masters, the two ladies of the Ren family, and your father. The most you call is Mr. Hong. You hold my master's hand and call others Mr. Hong. Name, I see that Grandpa's face is not very good..."

The young master's face is very shallow. When the second young master of the Hong family came over, the two of them were fighting in the room. He Liu bumped into him accidentally once, and his young master even changed his voice in embarrassment.

But at that time, He Liu heard that the young master of his family treats people differently, otherwise how could people run away with him and not allow them to follow?It's just that she didn't expect that they had developed such a relationship.

He Liu didn't dare to gossip, it's a good thing for her young master to have someone he likes.But this good thing happened to Grandpa and he was not happy, no matter how good it was, it turned into a bad thing, all she could do was remind her.

Mo Xiaofeng was depressed for a while, and the picture of himself pulling his uncle to call Hong Tingyun immediately appeared in his mind, maybe he was still crying like a dog in front of people, the scene in his mind was even more dizzy than the scene of the society's death.

When he and Hong Tingyun stayed out at the hotel at night before, the uncle asked him once.It's just that at that time, the uncle probably only thought that he was playing around, and he was perfunctory, so the uncle didn't take action to clean up Hong Tingyun.

But right now, not only did he really care about others, but he also turned himself into what he is now. Mo Xiaofeng just thought about it, and he knew how angry his uncle should be.

If the uncle knew that he had sworn an oath to the other party last night, he would not dare to think about that expression.

Mo Xiaofeng said that he really needed to be quiet for a while, and quickly waved his hand to send Miss Heliu away.

"You go down."

He was alone in the room again, Mo Xiaofeng recalled the little things that happened in the past few days, and he was really at a loss.

With a glance, he saw two flowers that were about to wither lying on his desk.

One red rose, one white rose, it was like overturning the seasoning bottle in my heart, the five flavors were so mixed.

How did he bring this thing back!

Could it be that they were stuffed in the pocket of the coat before, and they were brought back by accident?

The clothes seemed to be packed up by He Liu and washed, but why didn't she throw them away as garbage, instead, she carefully put them on the table for him?

Mo Xiaofeng was very confused, slowly got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom.

Hot water was poured on his body, washing away his exhaustion, and gradually clearing up his chaotic thoughts.

He kept thinking about that person, his thoughts flooded, and his body gradually became hot and dry.

At first Mo Xiaofeng wanted to ignore the heat and try to cool down.But when his body and familiar body temperature kept appearing in his mind, his desire gradually expanded accordingly.

The temperature of the water seemed to be unable to keep up with the blazing heat of his body. He continued to comfort himself until his skin was numb, but there was still no way to cool down his desire.

He always thought of the image of Hong Tingyun's fiery palm caressing his high spirits when he was in the car, pulling his desperate thoughts back from the edge of the cliff.Hong Tingyun's eyes, his demands, his words, everything about him...

It was obviously exciting, but his heart was in pain.

Those messy things occupied all his emotions, just like right now, everything has not changed, but he finds that he can no longer go back to the past.

Coming out of the bathroom, Mo Xiaofeng was holding a simple glazed cup with a glass of water in it.He just casually placed it on the table, and casually inserted two wilting, out-of-shape roses into it.

Sitting at the table, Mo Xiaofeng leaned his head on his arms, quietly looking at the two roses that were about to wither, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Some people say that if you smile less, life and death are unpredictable.

He could probably have given himself the death sentence by now.

In his mind, the cemetery full of corpses is full of ruins, stones, swords, blood, tears, but there are green shoots protruding from the gaps, it sucks blood and tears, it holds the soil tightly, and is growing wildly, A mandala can grow out of a dry bone, and a forest grows out of a desert.

His uncle said something, and he remembered it very clearly.

No matter what decision you make, think about it for a minute first, and if you still insist on going your own way, then never regret it.

He spent three days thinking about the matter between him and Hong Tingyun in the falling snow in Longchi.

He has been sober, watching his sinking soberly, and even feels that the world is black and white except for him.

Even Gu Chen and He Liu could see how much they cared about Hong Tingyun, there was no reason why they didn't understand, so it didn't seem to make much sense to think about other things.

Naturally, he could only comfort himself in this way.

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