Qiu Ren is always very tired [Comprehensive]

It was past nine o'clock when we returned to the hotel, and Qiu Ren took Hong to report to their homeroom teacher that they were safe, and the young female teacher scolded them for a long time before letting them go.

The boy was so sleepy that he could barely keep his eyes open, and he barely relied on the last sliver of shaky sobriety to support him to move his steps.

Qiuren's room was on the second floor, and the boy's room was on the third floor. When Qiuren took out his key card to open the door, the boy had to drag his semi-sleeping body to continue climbing the stairs.

"Frozen."

Looking at the shaky figure of the boy, Qiu Ren waved the room card in his hand, and extended an invitation to him with a smile.

"Do you want to sleep with me tonight?"

"..."

Although the boy's eyes were filled with sleepiness, his face was still expressionless.

"I'm just kidding."

Qiu Ren smiled. He raised his hand to smooth the sticky hair on the boy's head, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly, "Good night, Jiao Dong."

After saying good night, Qiu Ren turned around to go back to the room, when the young man behind him suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

"what happened?"

Qiuren looked back at him.

The boy didn't speak, but just stretched out his hand to signal him to squat down. Although Qiuren didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the boy's gourd, he still squatted down according to his request.

"Close your eyes."

The boy looked into his eyes and said.

Qiu Ren obediently closed his eyes.

There was a soft touch on the left cheek, but it was only for a short moment. When Qiuren opened his eyes, the boy was already standing there looking at him expressionlessly, as if something happened just now. Nothing ever happened.

Qiu Ren stroked his left cheek, staring blankly at the peaceful young man opposite.

"You've just……"

"Good night."

The boy didn't wait for him to finish his sentence, and said "good night" lightly, then turned around and left quickly.

Qiu Ren looked at the back of the young man leaving, the speed as if he was fleeing did not reveal the shadow of sleepiness at all, he touched a certain position on the left cheek, and smiled helplessly.

"Boom classmate?"

When Mitsuhiko came out of the bathroom, he saw Hong standing outside the door taking off his shoes.

"You're finally back! Where have you been before? We searched all the toilets nearby but couldn't find you, so we almost went to inform Teacher Xiaolin."

If it wasn't for being severely reprimanded by Mr. Xiao Lin during the day, they probably would have gone to see Mr. Xiao Lin an hour ago.

"Going outside for a while, I'm sorry to trouble you."

The boy apologized to him solemnly.

"Um, since you're fine..."

Mitsuhiko touched the back of his head uncomfortably. He was still not very good at getting along with the boy opposite him. He was trying to think about what topics to talk to the boy opposite him, and then he noticed something wrong with the boy...

"Boom, are you hot?"

Mitsuhiko looked at Hong's face suspiciously.

"Your face is so blushing. Could it be that you have a fever? Do you need me to ask the teacher to come over and take you to see a doctor... Eh? Why are you getting under the quilt, classmate, you haven't taken off your clothes yet. What are you doing with your head covered? Isn't it uncomfortable... After all, you don't seem to have taken a shower yet..."

……

That night.

The transparent floor-to-ceiling windows made a slight "click", and the closed window was slowly opened to a gap. The night breeze blew the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows along this gap, and cold and hard objects peeked out from behind the heavy curtains. When he came out, the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at the sleeping young man on the bed.

The silver-gray bullet was like a shooting star piercing the night sky, silently moving the still air in the room, and landed precisely where the young man's heart should be.

The quiet room was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder. The night wind penetrated into the room along the gap of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and quickly dissipated the smell of gunpowder.

A short figure appeared in the room, holding a black pistol that was extremely inconsistent with his size and appearance in a small hand the size of a daifukudanzi.

He raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at a certain position in the room, a cold expression flashed across his immature face.

"Come out, I know you are there, or you would rather be found out by the gun in my hand."

The cute childish voice with a baby voice is not cute at all.

Qiu Ren slowly stood up from a hidden corner of the room, "I don't think I've done anything that would make people hate me enough to hire the world's top killer to assassinate me recently."

He walked from the corner to the center of the room pretending to be relaxed, and when he saw the yellow pacifier hanging around the neck of the baby in a black suit on the opposite side, a rare dignified expression appeared on his face.

"It seems you know a lot."

Hearing the young man's words, the young baby raised his eyebrows. Originally, this should be a handsome posture, but it felt a strong sense of disobedience when placed on his body.

Qiu Ren smiled, "I'm still very confident in my intelligence network."

"But sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing."

"For example, the ten-year rocket launcher."

"Click."

There was a sound of a bullet being loaded from the gun held in the baby's hand.

As if he didn't hear the voice, Qiuren continued without changing his expression, "Although I've heard about it before, I didn't expect that the tenth generation heir of Pengo Lie was really just an ordinary junior high school student. I always thought this It's just a cover for the outside world..."

"If even the identity of the heir has to be falsified, then Pengo Lie is finished."

The little baby in a black suit raised the gun in his hand and aimed it at the heart of the young man opposite him. His stubby fingers rested on the trigger of the gun, as if he was going to pull the metal ring in the next second.

"Although Ah Gang's identity is not a secret, the other thing is not something that can be casually revealed to others. It's a pity that I want to get rid of you here. With the training of a professional killer, I will try my best not to let you know." You died in pain, so do you have any last words?"

"How about working with me?"

Even after being pronounced dead, Qiu Ren still looked calm and unhurried.

"If you really wanted to kill me, you wouldn't stand here and tell me so much. I would have been a corpse as early as when you appeared in the room."

Li Baoen raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue talking.

"You didn't kill me right away, which means I'm useful to you, at least to Vongola. Although Vengley's scale and influence in Italy are huge, this is Japan after all. Vongola No matter how long the hand is, it can't reach here completely. Peng Gelie's next heir is Japanese, but Peng Gelie's foundation in Japan is not stable after all. If you want to add an insurance to the identity of the heir, you must Find a solid platform in Japan to support behind the scenes, but I think your purpose should not be as simple as stabilizing the position of the heir..."

Qiu Ren paused and glanced at the little baby opposite, but he couldn't tell anything from that immature face, so he continued talking.

"Although the Feng family has tried to invest a lot of money in other fields over the years, the most important and most important thing is the medical field. The achievements of the Feng family in the medical field are unmatched in the entire Japanese industry. It is impossible to abandon the old line of work that has been accumulated through years of hard work and divert to other things, so you don’t have to worry about our partner crossing the river and tearing down the bridge.”

He calmly explained his thoughts to the little baby opposite. Although there was still a formulaic smile on his face, there was only seriousness and seriousness in his eyes, as if standing in front of him was a major business cooperation. A partner, not a two- or three-year-old baby.

"What you said is very reasonable, but I heard that the next successor of the Feng family seems to be your elder brother. As far as I know, your elder brother doesn't seem to have a good impression of us mafia."

Li Baoen unhurriedly told the news he had found out.

"Brother Youyi is just not very good at getting along with people in the underworld."

Qiu Ren pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"What's more, the identity of the head of the Feng family is still my father, I believe he will be very happy to cooperate with Pengo Lie."

"But once something happens to your father and your eldest brother takes over your father's position, then..."

"Please rest assured about this."

On Qiu Ren's face, there was no trace of the anger that the other party should have had when he slandered his father, and he still calmly denied the possibility of him.

"Even if the time comes as you said, the father passed away unfortunately, and the elder brother takes over the Feng family, the Feng family will not become the elder brother's family, and there are all the uncles and elders on his head. If there is no problem, the great interests in the future will be given up in vain.”

"Do you think there is no risk in cooperating with Pengo Lie?"

"The Feng family is still a business in essence, and naturally understands that behind the benefits there are always risks. But if the benefits are far greater than the risks, then it is very worthwhile to pay some price to take this risk."

"Oh? Then what price are you going to pay?"

Li Baoen narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked with interest.

"It's not me who wants to cooperate with Pengo Lie, but the Feng family. I can't make any promises on behalf of the Feng family."

Qiuren spread his hands in a helpless look.

"Humph."

Li Baoen snorted softly, the black gist in his hand suddenly turned into a green lizard, and climbed up to the brim of his hat along his fingers.

Before Qiuren was amazed at the scene in front of him, a phenomenon that cannot be explained by science, the baby in front of him spoke again.

"In the future, I hope to cooperate with you more than with your big brother who is not good at getting along with the underworld."

Qiu Ren smiled, "Then let me say in advance that we have a happy cooperation."

The response the other party left him was a floor-to-ceiling window that had been pulled open, and the cool night breeze was blowing into the room along the wide open window, and the light gray curtains in front of the window were gently shaking under the blowing of the night wind.

Qiuren stretched his limbs and fell on the bed, the sweat on his back was blown cool by the wind. He turned his head to look at the moonlight pouring into the room along the floor-to-ceiling windows, and suddenly remembered that when he was at the stairs, he was a boy from a young age. The faintly invisible look caught in his eyes.

Just as soft as the moonlight.

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It's so cute to take the initiative once but be bombarded by my own tits? (???ω???)?