But he said he loves me [Entertainment]

"I'm going to rinse my mouth."

Ji Pingyu never thought that Liang Buyuan would think so.

While he couldn't laugh or cry, he also had a weird pleasure.

So Ji Pingyu didn't say anything else, just asked Liang not complaining: "Want to hear a story?"

Liang Buyuan responded without hesitation: "En."

He wondered what the hell was going on.

"The specifics were actually only a few days ago that we fully figured out."

Ji Pingyu said slowly: "I think about where to start..."

"My dad has an assistant named Wei. I call him Uncle Wei."

Uncle Wei and Father Ji are college classmates, brothers and friends who have a very good relationship, and they have been working partners for many years.

Ji's father trusted him very much, so Ji Tingwan and Ji Pingyu also trusted him. After all, they had seen him when they were young and heard their father say that Uncle Wei was like their own uncle.

Even in the mudslide accident that year, Uncle Wei was the first to stand up and push Ji Tingwan up, preventing Tianji from falling apart, and preventing the things that the two families have struggled for so many years from being taken away by outsiders.

So they didn't guard against him.

And Uncle Wei didn't want to attack Tian Ji at first.

Maybe it might be provoked by someone, or maybe it might be because people's hearts change, but these are not important anymore.

The important thing is that when Ji Pingyu was studying abroad at the age of 19, Uncle Wei tried to get him into some things that would be difficult to quit in his life.

At that time, they didn't know who it was, and Ji Pingyu almost fell for it. It was his cleanliness that saved him.

It was a box of cookies.

It was still a box of biscuits that Ji Pingyu exchanged with kindness.

He was abroad and met a little boy who was being bullied, so he helped.

The little boy and the little boy's parents are very grateful to him and always ask him to bring a bottle of milk to Ji Pingyu who goes out in the morning.

Ji Pingyu couldn't refuse, so he could only accept it.

The milk has not been opened, so he drank it all. Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with the milk.

But one morning, the little boy brought not only milk, but biscuits that his mother supposedly baked herself.

The biscuit was dusted with powder, and it was white. Ji Pingyu looked at the transparent box and asked, "What is it sprinkled on?"

His idea at the time was very simple, because he was going to school, and he would bring a box of biscuits to his classmates, and he would definitely share it with his classmates, but the foreign friend he had a good time with was allergic to many things, so he had to ask.

But the little boy obviously hesitated, and finally said to him in a foreign language: "Milk powder."

Ji Pingyu didn't think much about it at this time, he also ate biscuits in this way, and they tasted okay, so he didn't say anything, just patted the little boy's head, and said helplessly, "Wait a minute. "

Because the other party would always bring him milk, Ji Pingyu also prepared a gift for the little boy.

He put the toy he bought into the little boy's arms, and joked with him, saying, "I gave it in a lottery when I bought something, and I don't need it. You can play with it."

The little boy hugged the precious model toy in his arms, pursed his lips and looked at Ji Pingyu, but finally said nothing.

Ji Pingyu put the biscuits at home instead of taking them to school.

Later, because I saw that the "milk powder" was mixed with a little gray, it looked a little dirty, so I didn't eat it——

And he suddenly noticed something the next day.

Is the "milk powder" of that biscuit too white?

After that, Ji Pingyu happened to come across some things, for example, the parents of the little boy seemed to be chatting and talking with some strange people.

For example, when they see him looking at them, they will show a little nervousness, and other people will also subconsciously make a movement of avoiding and not wanting others to see their faces.

For example, Ji Pingyu found out about his brother's friend named Rong Xun through his brother. When the person he called Rong Xun was catching drug dealers, some people fled abroad.

Even if it was dealt with later, some things remained.

Ji Pingyu is a very keen and intelligent person by nature.

In addition, the matter of the biscuits that day was too wrong and abrupt in retrospect.

These things were intertwined, and he realized something was wrong, so he chose to throw away the box of biscuits—he didn't throw them away at the time.

But I didn't eat it either. I didn't eat it because of my cleanliness. I didn't throw it away because it was someone else's wish.

So he vacuum bagged it and put it in the refrigerator. He hasn't figured out how to solve it yet—he took the biscuit to the police station to report it.

And then followed the vines to find out a huge drug-related group.

Because of this, Ji Pingyu was targeted by that criminal group.

That shot was not a warning, they really wanted Ji Pingyu's life.

After all, he had met several leaders among them.They all underestimated Ji Pingyu's ability to never forget, and they never thought that he could retell it completely.

"I basically lost consciousness after I was shot, and when I woke up, my brother was next to me."

Ji Pingyu said in a low voice: "He said that I have been in a coma for a long time, maybe three or four months, and I was suspended by medicine."

In fact, in the past three or four months, Ji Pingyu's heartbeat monitor had been calling the police several times, and he really almost entered the gate of hell and never came back.

But there's no need to tell Liang Bu complain about these things, and speaking out will only increase negative emotions.

"He also told me that you were looking for me and wanted to see me." Ji Pingyu paused, deliberately blurring the timeline: "I know you won the Golden Melody Award, but the situation was too tense at that time, and I was surrounded by Plainclothes protected me, and I was directly admitted to a foreign police hospital... so I can only ask my brother to convey it for me, and tell you to wait for me to find you."

It was for this reason that Ji Pingyu changed his phone number for the second time.

And because of this, Liang Buyuan couldn't find any trace of Ji Pingyu.

Because Ji Pingyu was an important witness and witness, the Interpol Joint Embassy helped him hide a lot.

Liang Bu complained that just listening, he was almost out of breath.

He hugged Ji Pingyu, opened his mouth several times, managed to find his own voice, and asked awkwardly, "Does it hurt?"

Ji Pingyu paused for a moment.

His originally peaceful tone inexplicably changed in Liang Bukuan's questioning.

Ji Pingyu's nose was slightly sore, and his voice was a little stern: "It doesn't hurt."

At this time, he can still joke: "It's not as painful as seeing you just now."

Hearing this, Liang Buyuan's arms suddenly tightened.

Ji Pingyu let him hug him tightly, then changed the subject, and asked leisurely: "Speaking of... I wanted to ask you just now."

He smiled lowly: "I don't complain, what's the matter with your cell phone ringtone?"

During this period of time I stayed with Liang Buyuan, Liang Buyuan basically didn't have any phone calls, and sometimes his assistant or manager made free ding-dong calls, the ringtone was the most original, nothing special.

But just now when the police called Liang Buyuan, it was the phone number they dialed, and the phone rang...

Ji Pingyu expressed sincere doubts: "When did you play the guitar so badly?"

What Liang Buyuan was about to say was blocked by his words.

Seeing that he was silent, Ji Pingyu touched his ribs with his elbow: "Huh?"

Liang Buyuan was silent for a while: "You better stop asking."

Ji Pingyu: "?"

He stared at him suspiciously: "What? There are secrets I can't know?"

Having said that, Ji Pingyu's tone became dangerous.

Liang Buyuan sighed: "No."

He said truthfully: "You played it."

Ji Pingyu: "..."

He was incredible: "How could you have..."

"No." Ji Pingyu was at a loss: "When did you record it?"

Liang Buyuan didn't hide it: "I used to record it every time I taught you."

At that time, Liangbuyuan hid the most unspeakable thoughts of a young man, secretive and dark.

And he didn't expect that for a long time later, he had been relying on these to get by.

Ji Pingyu choked up: "Then can't you choose a good paragraph?"

"But I like this one."

Liang Buyuan said softly: "This is the second piece you learned, it's no longer "Little Star". You were very happy after playing it, hugged me and kissed me, and then said to me—"

Ji Pingyu had successfully recalled it, so he covered Liang Buyu's mouth.

He blushed a little uncomfortably, secretly cursing why his former self was so unrestrained.

But it's useless to cover Liang Buyu's mouth.

Because they all remember it.

Liang Buyuan grabbed Ji Pingyu's wrist, and placed light kisses on his fingers one after another: "Ji Pingyu, I love you."

Listening to these six words thousands of times can't make people get used to it, let alone calm.

Ji Pingyu took a deep breath, and directly changed to grabbing Liang Buyuan by the collar, pulling him down and grabbing the back of his head to kiss him.

Sometimes it was always like this, he was the one who started, but he was the one who lost all initiative in the end.

As the kiss went down, Ji Pingyu tilted his head slightly, and subconsciously raised his back slightly after being stimulated: "I don't complain about the coolness."

He gritted his teeth lightly, trying not to make his voice strange: "No, there will be an announcement tomorrow."

Liang Buyuan's voice was hoarse: "I know."

He put his hand on Ji Pingyu's ribs, and pressed his thumb lightly: "I'll help you."

……

There was rain falling outside the window, which was quite rare in Fengbei.

After all, the north is dry.

The raindrops fell on the window, making a crisp, natural movement, and the sound of the rain seemed viscous.

Ji Pingyu's five fingers sank into Liang Buyuan's hair, and he grabbed Liang Buyuan's hair uncontrollably.

He raised his head slightly, his protruding Adam's apple was beautiful and eye-catching, of course the most eye-catching thing was the scarlet tooth marks outside.

Ji Pingyu covered his eyes with the arm of his other hand, covering the reddish end of the eyes and the instinctive moisture.

He scolded dirty in his heart, but his thoughts collapsed without being able to condense at all.

Going crazy.

When the rain finally stopped, Ji Pingyu's ears were as hot as ripe.

He didn't dare to see the cold without complaining, but subconsciously wanted to see the cool without complaining.

But it turns out he shouldn't have seen it.

Because he clearly saw that Liang Buyuan's Adam's apple slipped.

Ji Pingyu widened Nan Feng's eyes in disbelief: "You..."

Liang Buyuan paused for a while, seeing Ji Pingyu's rare appearance, wanted to kiss him, but couldn't, so he could only whisper first: "I'll go wash my mouth."

Ji Pingyu: "??"

Cool or not? ?

He swallowed it? ?

Ji Pingyu got up and took a disposable paper cup into the bathroom completely in a daze.

He couldn't utter a complete sentence, and Ji Pingyu managed to recover a little thinking ability when he heard the faint sound of brushing his teeth not far away.

— How dirty is this? !

When Liang Buyuan came back, Ji Pingyu was still in a daze.

Liang Buyuan leaned down in front of him, and Chong Ji parted his lips slightly: "I brushed it three times and drank two sips of toothpaste water, it's not dirty anymore."

His tone was calm, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with this behavior: "Can I kiss you?"

Ji Pingyu: "..."

He didn't speak, and Liang Bukuan got up to brush his teeth again: "Then I'll brush it a few more times."

Ji Pingyu quickly grabbed his hand first: "That's not what I meant."

He pulled Liang Buyuan down, and kissed his cold lips soaked in peppermint toothpaste: "I'm just a little..."

It was a huge blow to the mind.

Starting from the way Liangbuyuan helped him.

Liang Buyuan took advantage of the situation and sat down, but still couldn't restrain himself, first he took Ji Pingyu into his arms and kissed him.

Such Ji Pingyu is also very cute.

So cute that people want to rub him into their own flesh and blood and hide them.

The author says:

Hee hee hee;

Cherish it (smoke);

In the afternoon, there is 63 at three o'clock and 64 at six o'clock. Do you understand what I mean?understand?

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!