The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

"A Qing." Just when the teenager was confused, a soft voice sounded from behind. He Qing stiffened and turned a little bit. Sure enough, he saw Lu Linguan sitting behind the bed and holding the book in his hand.

Under the stunned sight of the teenager, the young man stood up with a smile, put down the book in his hand and replaced it with a small bowl of soup.

The jade hue scooped a spoonful in the bowl and was tenderly handed by the youth to the cracked lips of the teenager. "Hungry, please drink this bowl of soup first and warm your stomach."

He said, handing the spoon forward, the ruddy no longer, the lips that were still beautiful did not move at all, Lu Linguan raised his eyebrows slightly, and met the youngster's eyes.

He Qing was in pain all over. He seemed to have tears in his eyes, so he looked at Lin Guan in red, "What are you doing."

"Hey you to drink soup." The Sven youth didn't seem to understand what he wanted to ask. The spoon in his hand moved forward and reached the lips of the teenager. The gentleness seemed to appease his tempered little boyfriend. "Hurry up Drink it, if the time is good, it will not taste good after a while."

"If you don't drink your stomach anymore, it's okay."

The familiar gentleness and familiar movements that once made He Qing feel sweet at the moment made him uncomfortable. He shook his thin iron chain with red eyes, "I ask you what this is! What is this!"

"A Qing." The smile on Lu Linguan's face closed.

He gently stroked the young man’s smooth and white face, and said softly, "Don’t you like me? I like you too. You will be here in the future and stay with me forever, okay?"

He was reminded that the teenager looked around. It was a white room. The windows, doors, blankets, and even the bed under him were all white.

He looked incredulously at the tall windows, not the glass windows, but the old-fashioned wire bed, and the small windows were distributed at the highest point of the room, eliminating all the possibility of people in the house to escape.

Seeing him looking through the window, Lu Linguan also looked up and explained, "A Qing don't worry, the room is heated 24 hours, even if these windows are open, it won't be cold."

"Are you imprisoning me now."

The slender silver-white iron chain was attached to his wrist, and He Qing looked desperately at the person he liked. "Why?"

"Because I like A Qing." Lu Linguan smiled softly and said this smoothly.

He didn't seem to see the self-deprecating look of the teenager, and said to himself, "Does Aqing want to die? Is it because no one will bless you anymore, can't you survive?"

He thought of knowing from other populations how the person in front of him almost succeeded in suicide. The hand holding the spoon was tightened. "Why are you cruelly leaving me? Don't you like me? Don't you want to be with me all your life?" ?A Qing has forgotten these."

The teenager looked at the gentle smile in front of him, but the person he no longer knew completely shook his head with a white face, "I didn't forget..."

"You forgot..."

Lu Linguan froze for a moment, thinking that he was betraying him and Mo Chuyu together, "It doesn't matter, anyway, now we can still be together for a lifetime."

He said, putting down the bowl in his hand, "A Qing doesn't drink, isn't he hungry yet? Let's do some exercise and we will be hungry after a while."

The young man's hand fell on the cuff of the teenager's clothes, the tinkling iron chain sounded, and his hand was hit hard.

Strike down his hand, the teenager red eyes his hands around his shoulders, "What are you doing!"

Lu Linguan smiled, no longer pretending to be gentle, but to get what he wanted, "Fuck you."

Pushing people down on the bed, the people shaking and panicking, and the fragrance in the hair, make Lu Linguan addicted.

The Sven youth seriously thought that he should have done this long ago, but it is not too late now.

Pleasantly holding the young boy's struggling hands, pressing on him, and slowly unbuttoning in his desperate cry.

The delicate and tender skin exposed some of the struggling teenagers, which was obviously just a small piece. In Lu Lin's eyes, he seemed to see the most precious treasure.

He was so hot that he could not help but exert some force.

"Go away!!"

"go away!"

"Lin Guan! Lu Linguan!!"

From stern rebuke to panic and pleading, the proud He Qing lowered his head, crying and begging him to let himself go.

He loves Lu Linguan, but it is better to die by the people he likes.

"Let me go... let me go..." Lu Linguan, who has been physically weak and resisted all the years of exercise, no matter how he cried and struggled hard, the silver chain, the last of the boy The dress was still untied.

Looking at the white and tender smooth skin under his hands, Lu Lin watched, and he looked at the crying choking boy, who was always fragile with a proud face at the moment.

Seeing him coming, hope appeared in the red, swollen eyes of the teenager crying, "Lin Guan... Please..."

"A Qing..." Lu Linguan's hands clasped the young man's hands tightly. He leaned down and said softly, "I love you."

He wanted to kiss on the lips, but the teenager leaned his head desperately to avoid it, so the kiss fell into the hairline, Lu Linguan did not make trouble, smiled and looked down.

"You said you want to protect me." A crying cry of despair sounded.

Lu Linguan's movement paused, and then continued, "Yes, I lied to you."

I lied to you……

The boy's eyes were full of blood and tears fell. He closed his eyes desperately, and the person on him was completely crushed.

[A pillow of yellow beams comes! 】

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"Sorry, the license plate is fake, we are looking at the monitoring, I believe the result will be available within an hour."

The man's face was cold, his whole body was suppressed to a terrible state, his slender slender fingers tapped anxiously on the table, and he said coldly, "Go."

Watching the man leave, Zheng Shenke just stood up. When he stood up, his eyes were dark. He was held by the worried butler next to him.

"Zheng Shao, you should have something to eat."

"It's okay." Zheng Shenke stood firm, rubbing his eyebrows and leaning his head toward the housekeeper. "How is the investigation going?"

"The young master hasn't had any wicked people in school, only one classmate has a holiday with him, called Wang Yuecheng, does Zheng Shao want to see him?"

The man nodded in silence, his footsteps suddenly came out when he went out, "You said, He Qing hasn't eaten anything since Uncle He died, should he have a stomach problem?"

The housekeeper had a distressed look in his eyes. "The young master was abused too much when he was a child. Now he feels terrible if he doesn't eat his stomach. He must drink soup before meals, otherwise it will still hurt, and I don't know if the young master has eaten. "

Zheng Shenke frowned suddenly, "Abusive?!"

The gray-haired butler nodded, "It was before Zheng Shao didn't come. At that time, the young master was only a few years old, and he didn't talk much, and his wife had a mental problem. She said that she took the young master to travel. The young master was wounded all over, and his stomach was already broken. Although he had been keeping it carefully all these years, he was still hungry."

Zheng Shenke has never heard of it. In his eyes, He Qing has always been a spoiled, high-ranking young master. Although he never bullied others and did not bubble women, but the kind of boss every day I am old The second attitude is enough to dislike him.

He never thought that the arrogant boy would have such a miserable childhood.

"My wife had a mental problem at that time. I was playing when I was unhappy, and I also played when I was happy. They had traveled for three months at the time. The old man did not care when the company was the most important. I found this matter because of my wife. After committing suicide, the body rotted, and the smell caused the neighbor to call the police. When I heard that the police opened the door, the young master was sitting next to the rotten lady, eating a little raw rice."

"Such a young boy, he called me the grandfather of the housekeeper when he left. He laughed in his wife's arms. When he came back, he was thin and boned. When his voice was louder, he was terrified. I went to see the room one night. He found that he had turned off all the lights and hid in the cupboard crying, saying that his mother would not find him..."

"Zheng Shao..." the steward said with tears on his face, he knelt slowly, and the old tears were vertical and horizontal, "I know the young master has a bad relationship with you, but he is really bitter...please You, I beg you, for the sake of the old man, don’t be so unsympathetic, at least let him stay at home, so as not to be bullied outside..."

"Since I was retrieved, the old man has even spoiled the young man, but he has never bullied anyone because of this. Now that the old man leaves, you will drive him out. The young man will not do anything. This is not to let him Are you going to die!!"

Hearing the last sentence, Zheng Shenke held back his motion.

The scene where the teenager stood by the bridge and wanted to jump flashed through his mind. He slowly lifted up the housekeeper. In the end, he still said his heart. "I will think of my parents when I see him."

"Sorry, I will move out when I get the people back this time."

He still couldn't let it go, even though He Qing was only a child at the time of the accident, but how could the life of his parents be overshadowed by such a light reason.

He could not let He Qing be bullied outside, nor could he be kind to him. What Zheng Shenke could do was only avoid it from afar.

The weeping butler froze for a moment, "Your parents? What does this have to do with young master?"

"I have found out that the reason why my parents died was because He Qing ran into the car secretly, and the injured car was out of control. My parents died on the spot and he was rescued. He knows all these."

Zheng Shenke clenched his hands, "In short, after finding him this time, I will move out."

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" The housekeeper wiped away his tears and cut the railroad. "Zheng Zheng's time when they had an accident has not been fully recovered. The master is busy working and I don't know. Those of us who care for us are clear. Chu, as long as no one asks him to do one thing, he can sit quietly for a day, how could it be possible to secretly run into the car!"

"There is definitely something wrong here!"

Zheng Shenke's pupils squeezed violently, and his hands were so hard that they burst into blue muscles. If the housekeeper said this, what was going on?

He was stiff for a long time before he said, "He Qing he..."

As soon as the words started, someone stood outside and knocked.

"Zheng Zheng! We have found that car!"