Jiu Ling

It doesn't matter to others, Ling Zixun wants to follow the past to have a look, after all, if Jiu Ling has any request, he still has to go through himself.As for Ling Zixun, Shen Yao, who had always regarded him as an imaginary enemy, naturally went.

There were only two cars in the garage. Originally, Ling Zixun planned to drive them by himself. The car he brought had a better performance. But Shen Yao said that Jiuling was used to Mercedes-Benz, so he must take a Mercedes-Benz. , In Mo Weiming's disgusted eyes, he drove off Ling Zixun and left first.

Ling Zixun was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, this young master of the Shen family really dared to offend the leader like this, thanks to his good temper!

When Shen Yao drove people to the door of Mo Weiming's house, Ling Zixun was sitting on the motorcycle and was cleaning his helmet leisurely. Seeing that the person finally came, he jumped off the car neatly, walked over, and told Shen Yao He smiled, "Deputy Shen, the speed is not good!"

Shen Yao looked at his car and paused, then pointed at Ling Zixun and Mo Weiming in disbelief, "Your car..."

Mo Weiming didn't pay attention to him at all, and said to Jiu Ling: "We're home, let's go in and have a look?" Jiu Ling also understood Shen Yao's character during this time, and ignored him, and nodded politely to Mo Weiming , "Yeah." The two of them went in like that.

"You..." Shen Yao looked like an abandoned daughter-in-law.Ling Zixun patted him on the shoulder, and said sympathetically, "Mo Weiming knows my eldest brother, and he designed this car. Third young master, I can't just airborne from nothing!" The two went in, leaving only Shen Yao with a shocked face. It turned out that his good brother had long been secretly colluding with his airborne boss, bah, secretly colluding, and now because other men abandoned him, Boom, no more love! (Mo Weiming, with a sneer: I didn’t have it in the first place, I always love my family Lingling.)

Mo Weiming's house is very simple, except for some necessities of life, there are almost no superfluous things.He took someone to introduce the structure of the room, explaining that everything except his bedroom can be moved at will, and let Jiuling see what needs to be filled.

Jiu Ling was alone, the only luggage was the few pieces of clothes that Shen Yao bought and put in the sleeves of Mo Weiming Qiankun.However, he himself didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and said with a smile: "There is nothing missing, as long as it can accommodate people."

Ling Zixun frowned, saw the house that was going to be Jiuling's bedroom, and said seriously: "Is this still a place for people to live? It's so deserted! Weiming, it's okay for you to live alone, senior Jiuling is here , no matter how you say it, you can be regarded as a partner to live together, at least it feels a bit like home."

"Oh, then tell me, what should I do?" Mo Weiming folded his arms and asked.

"Get some photos and decorate with green plants. Our big house is full of family portraits, third child's trophies and some small objects made by Yiyi. You can try it too." Ling Zixun suggested.

Mo Weiming glanced at Jiuling, "I don't care, anyway, my sense of territory is only my bedroom, what about you?"

Jiu Ling thought about it seriously before saying: "I can do it too. But if you live here for a long time, it is indeed a bit simple."

Mo Weiming nodded, and said to Ling Zixun: "That's okay, please help the Fourth Young Master clean it up according to Jiuling's wishes, and the fee will be deducted directly from my card."

Ling Zixun gave a "hmm" and added, "I'll pay the money, so it's the price of hiring Jiuling consultants."

Jiu Ling was a little embarrassed, "Is this okay? Your, um, yes, salary, is it very high?"

Ling Zixun laughed "haha", "The wages of the country are definitely not enough, and the bonuses are all used for those who perform tasks. If I only rely on this salary, I guess I can invite friends to dinner and go out. I can’t afford to invite you for entertainment or anything. But I’m the same as Young Master Shen, the rich second generation. The second brother’s company has dividends every year, and he also gives a lot of pocket money. So seniors, don’t worry, our department lacks everything. It’s just that there’s no shortage of money.”

In fact, listening to Ling Zixun say these words, Jiuling felt a little disillusioned. At first, I felt that Ling Zixun was a serious and rigorous person with a deep heart, especially when some things were still under control with Mo Yuzhi. It feels a bit like in.The head of the special management department who is so calm and trustworthy suddenly said that he is a rich second generation, and he also has a vague sense of dandyism, which really makes people...

But there is still a smile that should be maintained, "Then trouble Minister Ling."

Ling Zixun nodded, and suddenly Shen Yao interjected, "Hey, that's not right, Mo Weiming, I've advised you to renovate many times but you didn't listen, why did you agree as soon as Ling Zixun opened his mouth, can we still have a good time? Be friends!"

Mo Weiming sneered, "That's because your EQ is low, I'm afraid you'll insult my house. Also, who admits that you're your good friend!"

Ling Zixun let out a "puchi" laugh, only to be greeted with an angry glaring from Shen Yao, who coughed twice to cover it up, and said to Jiuling solemnly: "Senior, what style do you like? Tell me roughly, I'll find someone to give it to you." design."

Jiu Ling thought about it again, and said with a light smile: "I like to be more natural and lively. Other things just need to be unobtrusive and pleasing to the eye."

Ling Zixun was a little helpless, "Senior, the scope is really wide! When I go back, I will ask someone to get you a few design drafts, and then senior will choose by himself."

"Is it troublesome?" Jiu Ling didn't know how mortals tidy up the house, and didn't want to trouble others, "If it's troublesome, you don't have to..."

"No trouble." Ling Zixun said: "Senior, you can ask whatever you want. Weiming is our Dinghaishenzhen. I don't know the strength of the senior, but if Weiming recognizes it, it is at least better than our Deputy Shen. All of you It is the treasure of our special management department, and it is not a problem that can be solved with money."

Jiu Ling smiled, and his tone became more familiar, "Minister is not the same as he was just now, but now he looks a little like Xiao Yao."

"Who looks like him!" Shen Yao immediately retorted.

Ling Zixun actually laughed out loud, and the two brothers, who were very invisible, hugged Shen Yao's shoulders, "That's natural, those humans and non-humans in the department don't recognize me very much, if I am like this, I don't have spiritual power , How can we keep the place! As for Young Master Shen and I, we are both wealthy second generations who have no worries about food and clothing, occasionally worry about the affairs of the public, and live a very relaxed life, so there are naturally some similarities."

Shen Yao struggled to grab his hand, but as a cultivator, he didn't break free, just about to exert more strength, Ling Zixun let go of his arm in advance, took two steps, and said to Mo Weiming: "Okay, I will send some daily necessities over tomorrow, it is getting late now, our Ling family has access control, and we cannot go back after twelve o'clock, I have to go to my second brother's place to make do for the night, the road is a bit far, so let's go first."

Just as Jiu Ling wanted to keep him for a while, he suddenly realized that although Mo Weiming asked him to be the owner of this place, the owner is not himself, so he looked over.Mo Weiming obviously knew what he was thinking, and said lightly: "Okay! You don't need to stay with others, the room conditions here are not as comfortable as the place of the second young master of the Ling family. And the fourth young master should have some things to do, right?" .”

Ling Zixun nodded, smiled and waved his hands to the two, "Weiming is right, I will see you tomorrow, Senior Jiuling." While talking, he walked out, and when he passed by Shen Yao, he molested, "The third brother of the Shen family, in the future Listen to the boss. Brother Shen even sent me a picture of you peeing your pants when you were a child!"

"You!" Shen Yao was in a hurry, but Ling Zixun dodged Shen Yao's hand that wanted to hold him, whistled and turned the car keys and walked out.

When the sound of the motorcycle went away, Mo Weiming said in distaste: "Si Shao Ling is gone, why don't you go?" It was really ruthless.

Shen Yao had a heartbroken expression on his face, "Weiming, if you have a new love, you will forget your old love, ah, no, I am so heartbroken! Jiu Ling, don't be fooled by this bad guy, when he has me Still flirting with Ling Zixun, come on, let's stay away from him."

Jiuling pulled his outstretched hand in a funny way, "Xiaoyao, although I really want to go with you, the house is here, and whether I can live in it depends on Weiming's words! You don't behave well. , shall we go out and sleep on the street together?"

Shen Yao, who had nothing to fall in love with for a second, looked at Mo Weiming with a bright smile, "Weiming, I know you are the best, I must be reluctant to let your good brother, I go to sleep in the cold weather Let's go to the street!"

Mo Weiming glanced at him indifferently, and said mercilessly: "It's midsummer now, it's still cool to go out!"

"That's not okay, the strong ultraviolet rays will burn my delicate skin!" Shen Yao continued to speak, and even touched his face pretendingly.

Mo Weiming felt goose bumps all over his body, "Enough, hot eyes! What's wrong with the ultraviolet rays at night, you can use the moonlight essence to practice!"

"Hey!" Shen Yao bit his finger with an aggrieved expression on his face.

Jiuling couldn't stand it anymore, "Okay, Weiming, don't tease Xiaoyao anymore, it's getting late, hurry up and go to sleep!"

Mo Weiming nodded like alms. "Okay, let's go to your room!"

Shen Yao jumped three feet high, "Thank you Senior Jiu Ling, I have never seen Wei Ming talk so easily. If Senior is not a boy, it would be good to marry Wei Ming, but he just needs someone to discipline him!"

Jiuling is innocent, "Huh?"

"Heh!" Mo Weiming sneered, a cluster of small dark blue flames appeared on the tip of his right index finger, "I think you need someone to discipline you!"

Shen Yao hurriedly waved his hands. "No, no." After finishing speaking, he rushed to his room and locked the door tightly.

"How does this idiot look like Ling Zixun!" After the door closed, Mo Weiming said disdainfully: "Except that he is also a man, how can Shen Yao compare to Ling Zixun."

"Don't say that," Jiu Ling said, "Xiao Yao is already very good. It's rare for you to praise someone. How high do you think Ling Zixun is?"

Mo Weiming was also frank, "The Ling family is really powerful, especially the children of their generation. Ling Zixun said that he is a rich second generation, but in fact, if something happens to their company, any of them can immediately get started. Control a company that accounts for almost half of the domestic market."

Jiu Ling was a little surprised. "Is it so powerful? I thought he had a very easy life, similar to Xiaoyao."

Mo Weiming shook his head, "One is silly and sweet, and the other is someone who can control his mind and relax himself. The difference is huge. To be honest, it is understandable that Shen Yao did not become a regular."

Jiu Ling nodded half-understood, Mo Weiming saw that he was a bit obedient, subconsciously stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, and when he came back to his senses, he froze for a moment, then put his hands away as if nothing had happened, "Okay, it's time to sleep, I have something to say tomorrow, good night." Then, he turned and went upstairs, couldn't help but pick the palm of his hand, although his hair was no longer like a waterfall, but it was still very soft.It's a damn familiar touch!

And Jiuling, who was on the spot, couldn't help touching his head, it felt so familiar.For the first time, there was a little exploration of Mo Weiming's identity.