The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

A pillow of yellow beams was bought again. He Qing endured the itching rising from the bottom of his heart and gritted his teeth to ask the system: [What’s going on with Ning Feng, isn’t he the background board for soy sauce? 】

System: [An unknown error occurred. 】

He Qing almost burst into vulgar words when he heard this irresponsible answer.

In the original world, the young doctor still couldn't escape tonight, and Feng Xinyang and Yan Xi together... Still in the face of Zhao He, he became a little mad next day, after more excessive things happened , Ending his own life.

He Qing should have continued to follow this trend, but how could Ning Feng...

"Hmm..." The breathless young man snorted loudly, his eyes closed, his brows locked, obviously suffering from the pain that should not be suffered, Ning Feng sat beside him, watching his painful appearance, The ghost messenger stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkled eyebrow.

When he was about to touch his eyebrows, He Qing suddenly opened his eyes, his tearful eyes met him, and Ning Feng paused, but he saw that these beautiful eyes were full of vigilance and terror, as if frightened. The little beast is scared and struggling to put up all his hair and want to intimidate the enemies away. The young man endured the discomfort and said intermittently: "Mr. Ning...Thank you... save me out, just Just put me down in front..."

Ning Feng looked at him with difficulty in speaking, but still supported his unwillingness to show his timidity. He was quiet for a while, and said in a cold voice, "Xinyang asked me to take care of you."

Hearing Feng Xinyang's name, the young man shivered, as if remembering the fact that they were a gang, the composure calmly disappeared without a trace, he shivered and stood up, "I want to... get off... …"

He didn’t believe him, Ning Feng’s eyebrows were still light, thinking of this sentence for no reason, he didn’t know why he had undesirable thoughts about this young doctor who had only met a few times, but he knew that it was inexplicable The pain can only be relieved by He Qing's side. No, to be precise, it is a radical cure.

Seeing that the man didn’t respond, He Qing felt fear in his heart. He supported the body with one hand, and wanted to pull the door with one hand. His slender fingertips just fell on the door and was covered by the other hand. The young man was shocked and wanted to take it back, but he was caught tightly. He looked at Ning Feng almost desperately, "Mr. Ning..."

Knowing that the spirit of the young doctor had reached the brink of collapse, Ning Feng swallowed the throbbing of pressing him down, covering his dark eyes with his eyes closed, whispering: "Yan Xizhi wants you."

"Even if he hides today, he will still find you." He whispered: "The whole capital, only I can protect you."

He Qing looked at him suspiciously, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to, can he still force me? Xinyang, Xinyang he..." He wanted to say that Xinyang would protect him, but in the moment he spoke He remembered that it was the lovers who indulged Yan Xizhi to him...

"He has forced you." Ning Feng's eyes were light brown, and the slight doubts hidden in the eyes when he looked at the youth, he said quietly: "I bless you, stay with me , Nothing happened."

Let the youth believe in his words again, just like to believe that a wolf said to the rabbit to protect him from eating for other wolves, He Qing pulled out a ridiculous smile, "How do I know, will you hand me over."

After all, are they friends?

After talking and persuading, persuading and persuading, Ning Feng was not a good person. At the moment, patience and explanation was already his limit. He Qing still refused to agree. He lowered his eyes and his voice was still flat: "You don’t Promise, I can only hand you over to Yanxi."

Seeing the youth staring at him staring at him, his eyes were full of struggle. He thought about it and added a sentence, "Relax, I won't do anything to you. I don't look down on your type."

The person he likes should be timid and shy...Ning Feng paused, what he likes...When did he have someone he likes?

He Qing didn't know what the man in front of him was thinking. He paled, thinking of Xinyang pushing him down without hesitation, thinking of Yan Xizhi's hands moving above him, and Zhao He standing tall as if he were a joke. It looked like a scene of scenes flashed through my mind quickly, tears sliding down the corners of his eyes, and he shivered and said, "Okay, I promise."

Even being deceived by Ning Feng is better than being humiliated by those people.

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Feng Xinyang frowned tightly and opened his eyes to see the first picture, which was Yan Xizhi's depressed cup and then a cup of drinking booze. He had a terrible headache and got up from the sofa while rubbing his brow, rubbing and rubbing. The movement in his hand suddenly froze. He looked blankly and looked around. "A Qing, A Qing!!"

"I was last night..." The man stretched out his hands and kept his lips trembling: "What did I do to A Qing..."

The lover's cry of despair, and the cry of his cry for help seem to be still ringing in his ears. With the return of memory, Feng Xinyang's eyes were red, he stumbled up and looked around: "A Qing, where is A Qing!"

The gloomy man came out from the back and handed him a newspaper, "Here, the news that your wild brother of your family hit the dead one year ago."

Putting the news in the arms of a man full of blood and hate watching him, Zhao He said, "Your gift."

He finished on the go, but came behind Feng Xinyang hoarse voice, "Zhao, although I do not know what happened in those days, but will not be Aqing you said!"

"You'll be sorry, you will regret it!"

"I will not!" Gloomy man suddenly turned around, pulled a touch sarcastic sneer, "I will never regret it!"

And then drink a glass of wine drinking Yan Hee's sudden lift eye, and seems happy to see the poor is also deemed to Zhao He, he whispered: "A crane ...... you'll regret it ......"

"You ......" He held out his little finger two, revealing a twisted smile to, "you will regret it, but, useless useless ...... ha ha ha !!"

If someone else made the remarks Zhao He will not think about, but Yan Xi's ......

He turned around and stiff, look to the meandering appearance, mouth evoke a malicious smile beautiful man, warble asked: "? What did you say"

Yan Hee of slanting sitting, "Lin Wan, remember?"

"Oh, no." He gently knocked his head, "you could not remember, after all ......"

Yan Hee's mouth malicious smile widened: "She's your fiancee ah ......"

The author has something to say:

Zhao He: I will never regret it!

He Qing: Oh.

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