The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

"Lin Guan..." the teenager asked timidly, "Can you accompany me to Uncle Zheng's house? I don't want to go alone..."

Lu Linguan's expression stiffened. He glanced at Zheng Shenke, who looked ugly, "Ah, Aqing... what are you talking about..."

The teenager raised his head somewhat unclearly, and his beautiful eyes were full of clear, "Did you forget Lin Guan? Dad said, Uncle Zheng's brother's birthday, let's go play..."

He was deflated, and he was aggrieved, leaning into the stiff body of the youth, complaining in a low voice, "I don't want to go to that brother to play, I just want to be with you."

The teenager had some small expectations, "Lin Guan, you said yesterday that you would play a fun game with me, what is it? Can we play now?"

"A Qing, what are you talking about, what yesterday!" Lu Linguan's eyes flashed with confusion, reaching for the young man's shoulder, and staring at his confused eyes, he asked anxiously, "What the **** is wrong with you?!"

He Qing didn't know what he was talking about, he was shaking his shoulders, afraid and wronged, "Lin Guan, what's wrong with you..."

The pajamas on his shoulders fell a little, revealing a bluish ambiguity mark. Lu Lin froze when he saw the mark, his hand stopped, and there was a tickle in his heart. He exhaled and let the nervous brain Relax and spin at high speed.

Soon, the youth asked some innocent teenager with uncertainty, "A Qing, do you know how old you are?"

"I'm five years old..." said the young man with a sturdy face.

Lu Lin Guanmei bounced, five years old, why is it five years old!

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"Look!" The butler did not have the usual kindness to Lu Linguan, and threw the picture on his hand with a cold face on the table in front of the youth.

Lu Linguan picked up the photo, the expression on his face did not change, he showed a gentle smile as usual, "You asked me to see this, what do you want to say?"

The butler looked at him coldly, facing the person who once thought he was a friend of the young master, the old man's eyes were full of hate, "If you dare to play any tricks during this time, I dare to guarantee that you will also be in the rest of your life. Spend here."

After saying this, the old man turned around and left, leaving Lu Lin to watch his back. After a while, he suddenly chuckled and threw the photo into the trash can.

If so scared, he is not Lu Linguan.

The photos discarded in the trash can face up, revealing Wang Yuecheng's swollen face in a prison uniform with a bruised nose, and he would spend all his life in it unexpectedly.

Lu Linguan, who should have been revenge together, escaped because of his youth's dependence. During the five-year-old period, He Qing's trust and dependence on young people reached their peak during this period, which has caused the phenomenon of being inseparable from him.

"At that time, the young master opened his eyes to find Lu Linguan. Before going to bed, he had to call him before going to sleep. Later, the master simply let him live in He's house until there was a car accident... The young master lived in the hospital for a long time. , He just moved back to his home."

The butler recalled the scene at that time and sighed, "The young master was very dependent on Lu Linguan after he was rescued, and eventually became anxious when he couldn't see him. The psychologist said that it was because in his eyes , Lu Linguan has become a protector. As he grows older, this idea will become more and more weak until it disappears..."

I am afraid that the psychologist could not have imagined that as he grew older, He Qing not only lost his feelings for Lu Linguan, but also evolved into love.

Zheng Shenke sat straight, but his eyes were full of exhaustion. "If the five-year-old A Qing is like this now, the reason why he went to my parent's car was definitely someone."

He looked downstairs, looking at the young man who was playing with the teenager on the surface, his eyes sinking, and this man... Ninety percent was Lu Linguan.

Only now, he cannot be moved.

"A Qing..." Looking at a young man who was thinking about digging sand, Lu Linguan helped him with a shovel and asked him gently, "Do you remember, did I say anything to you yesterday?"

"Remember." The teenager's face stained with sand smiled and showed two sweet dimples, sweetly said, "Lin Guan said that he will accompany me to play a very fun game today."

Lu Lin's eyes deepened, and his face remained quiet. He asked him softly, "Does A Qing still remember what this game is?"

"Aren't we yet to start playing?" The teenager looked confused.

The young man let out a sigh of relief, smiled and reached out to help him brush the sand on his cheek, "A Qing, shall we come to play the escape game?"

"Just the two of us, quietly ran out from here, to a beautiful paradise, to live together, is it possible?"

Although he didn't quite understand the meaning in his words, he looked at the tenderness in the eyes of the young man, and the teenager agreed with a silly smile. His eyes were full of trust, "Well! I listen to Lin Guan!"

Looking at such a teenager, Lu Linguan tranced for a moment, as if returning to that afternoon, the cute-looking little boy looked at him in such a trust, his beautiful big eyes were full of joy and joy to do the game, no Hesitantly climbed into the car.

"Lin Guan! You must remember to come to see me!" The boy's immature voice was extremely trusting. Lu Linguan at the time nodded with a smile, his eyes full of indifference.

As long as he did this, his father would recognize his identity, and he could finally stand in front of the man, no longer being ridiculed by a group of childish children, and no longer humiliated by a person smaller than himself.

Yes, it is humiliation.

In the view of Lu Lin, who was protected by He Qing countless times, being ignorant, only knowing to cry, and obviously possessing all the waste protection that would not even be sued is humiliation!

His illusions countless times, if he is the young master of the He family, he will not be as weak as the stupid He Qing!

Therefore, in order to become such a person, there is no use, only the crying young master He Qing is so easily sacrificed.

Although the final outcome was a bit unexpected, He Qing, who should have died with the Zheng family and his wife, survived and grew up a little bit. For Lu Linguan, he did not dare to speak loudly into the present arrogance. Until Lu Linguan had his own abilities.

Obviously, I once enjoyed peace of mind and would still scold He Qing idiot in my heart, but now, looking at the quiet dredging, from time to time, I looked up nervously and glanced at the teenager who was still there. Lu Linguan was really grateful for the original car accident. Did not take the life of Xiao Heqing.

He patted the young man's head gently, with real warmth in his eyes, "A Qing, let's live together after we escape, okay?"

The teenager didn't quite understand what he was talking about, but he still focused on trust and laughed at the lovely dimple, "Okay!"

"Does Qing Qing like me?"

"Like! A Qing likes Lin Guan the most!"

[Lu Linguan's goodwill: 95, victory, this is victory~]

[Not yet, victory is still behind, you are ready to spread flowers! 】

He Qing can be described as having a pretty face covered by a furry bib. He is obviously so cold, and he still insists on being wrapped in a ball to play with sand. It is too cute.

The young man appeared naked in front of him when he was crying and moaning on the bed. Lu Linguan's eyes crossed a little lust, leaning slightly, his lips close to the slightly pale lips of the young man.

He Qing looked at him close with confusion, Lu Linguan's lips were getting closer and closer, and his face was getting whiter.

The scene after scene appeared as if it were a movie.

The pure white room, the silver-white shackles, is obviously a young man who is laughing, but it makes people feel cold all over.

Hold both hands, take off a little bit of clothing representing dignity.

Struggling, crying, being violated by the person you love most.

Finally, the burned body was hot, and the pain was unbearable, and he barely opened his eyes, but saw the back of the young man leaving.

"A Qing..." The familiar soft voice rang right in the ear, Lu Linguan kissed with soft love, "I love you..."

The teenager stood up suddenly and pushed Lu Linguan to the ground. Before he could react, he saw He Qing holding his chest, bowing his head in pain and retching.

It was clear that he had already practiced in the morning, but he could not be surprised, but when he saw that the young man was choking because of one of his kisses, the smile on the corner of Lu Linguan’s mouth could no longer be maintained as before.

He tried to control his body not to tremble, but his trembling voice betrayed him, "A Qing... Are you uncomfortable?"

The hands that he wanted to help were patted mercilessly by the teenager. The loud slaps made both of them stunned. From the first time I saw them, this is the first time He Qing has started to work on Lu Linguan.

"A Qing..."

Lu Linguan was stunned, just when he had just decided to go with the teenager, he was slapped.

He Qing shivered, with beautiful red eyes. The look in Lu Linguan was full of terror and fear. He tried hard to suppress it, but he still couldn't control his nausea.

Lu Linguan heard the young man shaking his voice and crying, "Don't come over! Seeing you...I want to vomit!"

He was stunned. In front of him was the young man crying out of breath crying over his chest. "I have... remembered it, I remembered it all... Lu Linguan, you have been using me..."

"From start to finish!"

"Why...so disgusting..."