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Living expenses, private detective expenses, air tickets, rents, various miscellaneous expenses... I waved the bill in my hand angrily and said loudly, "You have a good idea, why do you have to bear your expenses for the past three years? You are not my son!"
And these! Basement modification fee, video surveillance equipment, a wheelchair, a refrigerator... He became more and more angry as he looked at it, and shouted, "You locked me up and even asked me to pay for these things!"
Qingxiao said coldly: I think this is reasonable. You shouldn’t pay for food and board when you live here?
Hold on to control your emotions and said: Is it okay to reason? I don’t plan to go here for a vacation. If you want to live in my modified basement, I will definitely not charge you a penny.
Qingxiao raised his eyebrows and showed a sense of resentment, saying: Didn’t you use Xiaoyu’s money to train him into a slave? Don’t tell me that he was voluntarily trained by you! I just want you to pay the one you owe me, I’m very polite.
Ren was silent for a few minutes, let out a long breath and said: It seems that even if I don’t agree, I can’t do it?
Qingxiao snorted and said: Of course, it is best if you are willing to cooperate. I don’t like violence.
He said, turning on the laptop computer and asked without raising his head: Which bank? What is the account number and password?
Ren said coldly: That money seems to be mine? Even if it is transferred, it is my right to transfer it, right?
Qingxiao smiled and pushed the computer over and said: OK, according to you
Ren did not take it and said: Since I was paying the bill, I certainly have the right to make myself feel comfortable. How much does this computer cost? I bought your TV with just a few broken channels, what's the best thing to watch?
Qingxiao Xin's thoughts were teleported and said: Are you afraid that I will steal your password? Humph, I am asking for debt openly, why bother to do these tricks!
Seeing that Ninja was not in touch, he shrugged and said: It's good to see for money. Let's just let you block other websites and install two stand-alone games for you. I've bought this computer for several years. I forgot the price. With the labor cost, it's a sloppy $2,000
Resist the urge to scold him and rob, snorted, and wrote him the bank website
Qingxiao smiled and put it away. He glanced at the surveillance screen opposite Ninja. Seeing that A Ling was practicing standing upright inside, Kiyoshi couldn't help but feel a little proud. He smiled and said: Didn't you say you wanted to see A Ling all day long? I thought you were just watching him, why would you still be bored?
He was so angry that he said: What's so good about it? It's your level! He also learns to be a S and is fascinated by slaves all day long. It's really embarrassing!
Qingxiao blushed and defended: But no matter what, he has made great progress. You see, he can stand up now!
Ren said with contempt: That's because he is smart, but not your ability. If it weren't for his strong vitality, he would have been killed by you several times.
Qingxiao said calmly: That won’t I stare at him all day now
Ren said coldly: Yes, why is that still happening? Now should be the time for him to practice standing upright?
Qingxiao looked closer and saw that A Ling felt tired after not standing for two minutes. She climbed onto the couch, kneeling but not kneeling, and nestled there playing with her toes.
Qingxiao smiled bitterly and said to herself: This guy is becoming more and more arrogant, it’s time to take good care of his compassion.
But he would never say this in front of his stool, and he still argued: What's wrong? Is it okay to massage his feet when he is tired of standing? The body is the most important thing. I just encourage him not to listen to me, which proves that he is slowly starting to think independently.
I was speechless for a moment and shook my head and said: I have never seen you be a master like this, and I have learned to steal food.
Qingxiao was stunned, but saw A Lingbai getting up from the sofa boredly, touching around, suddenly remembering something, climbing into the kitchen to wash his hands, putting on plastic gloves to get the biscuits, he probably liked eating that kind of biscuit. He just started practicing holding it with his hands, and then he opened his mouth and took a big bite. The white powdered sugar fell everywhere, and even the tip of his nose was covered with a little powder.
Qingxiao smiled and said: I asked him to find something to eat when he was hungry. If you were hungry, you would know to go through the refrigerator. Why couldn’t he? Look, how happy he was eating?
A strange color flashed in Nin's eyes and said: He is naturally happy now, he doesn't have to think about anything, he is as happy as a pig...
The powdered sugar fell down with the biscuit residue. A Ling stopped chewing and was stunned for a while. He slowly drew a word from the powdered sugar.
After a while, he cut the word away and rewrite it: Sanada Kiyoto
For a moment, Qingxiao felt that his heart seemed to be pounding for half a beat. He held his breath, looked at the image on the screen in fascinated, suddenly jumped up, and shouted: Look, he is writing my name!
I couldn't bear it anymore and gritted my teeth and said: Are you crazy enough? How did you know that the owner he wrote was you? It's really... It's such a single-celled animal with straight thinking!
Qingxiao smiled happily and said: I am in a good mood now. If I don’t care about this progress, Xiaoyu will soon remember everything. Why don’t you ask him yourself?
He held his hands tightly, let out a long sigh, and said: Do you really want him to remember everything?
Qingxiao was slightly shocked, and her smile suddenly froze on her face
He stared at the screen and murmured: Do you think he is not good at this? He is carefree, and he doesn't have to worry about a small matter, which can make him really happy for a long time...
Qingxiao was speechless, staring at A Ling on the screen from this angle, the young man was bathed in the golden sunshine, enjoying the delicious cookies, smiling so simply and satisfiedly, with clear black and white eyes clear on that day, they ended the crazy sex, A Ling lay on the carpet, and turned his head so much and smiled at him with his face in his face.
There is no trace of haze, no pressure, just a smile
Smiling for him
He still remembered his heartbeat at that time, and wished that time would stop at this moment, and he would always look at the smile so brightly and brightly
The expression of snail was a little dazed, and seemed to be attracted by A Ling's smile. He whispered: A person's life is like a circle. The more he possesses, the greater the contact with the world, the more he is, the more he is, the more he is, the more he is, the more he is, the more he is hurt. When you remind him to remember happiness, you will inevitably remember pain. Why don't you be a responsible man, cover up all the wind and rain for him, let him live in a simple and pure world, and no longer be harmed by the outside world?
Qingxiao's fingertips trembled and he said resolutely: No, this is not his wish, nor the life he wants to live. I have promised Xiaoyu and will never interfere with his choice...
Ren angrily said: How long ago did that happen? How do you know what he is thinking now? Look at A Ling, is he unhappy now?
Qingxiao said coldly: That's A Ling, I only care about Xiaoyu's thoughts
He looked at A Ling with complicated eyes: I don't deny that he has cute places, but it's not Xiaoyu, I just need Xiaoyu to come back
Ninja said: A Ling is Yu!
Qingxiao said decisively: No, of course he is not! Xiaoyu is strong, sensitive, proud, and stubborn. He would rather resist anything by himself. What do you have in common with this slave?
He breathed out and said: Why do you say that? Do you really understand Asami Yu?
He smiled, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes, and said lightly: How do you know that deep down he doesn't want others to take responsibility for him? How do you know that he has no fragile side, longing to be attached to others, and longing to let go completely? Moreover, after so many things, do you think he can still go back to the past?
He lowered his head, looked at his abandoned legs, and whispered: Time cannot go back. The past is not something that can really eliminate a car accident or a rape. It can make an independent and confident person become timid and nervous. How can you think he can live happily and healthily like no one?
He spoke in a simple manner, but there was an indescribable sadness in his words, so that Qingxiao actually forgot to accuse him of being the culprit of all this. He just listened in a daze and forgot to speak for a moment.
Let him belong to you completely and forget everything in the past... He doesn't have to be afraid anymore, and you don't have to worry about losing again...
The voice of the sir has become deep, and the velvety voice flows quietly in the room. It is a strange way to hear it in my ears.
Qingxiao murmured: But he is so smart and capable, and it is not a pity to live his life like this?
Ren said slowly: I told you that I first accepted this commission for money, and later to prove my own ability, but in the end, I did do it for his own good. When you see a person lying in front of you with wounds, every wound is constantly bleeding. The only thing you can help him is to let him dry the blood quickly and completely relieve him. You can think this is a quibble, but I tell you that the pain in your body is that others can't help but say a thousand and ten thousand words of comfort. It's nonsense. Apart from being patient, there is nothing you can do.
He smiled miserably, as if he was telling Qingxiao, and as if he was talking to himself: Pain is a person's pain, death is a person's death, who can help you? No one should not treat himself as God
Qingxiao was silent, looking at A Ling on the screen without any constraints of his identity, no longer having the ties of the past, A Ling, playing in the sun, showed the most authentic side of his life, he should be twenty-five years old, but it looks like a child without thinking, it is indeed the best way to stay in youth.
Or you will have no trouble living like this in your own world, not being bound by secular barriers, and experience eternity in a pure two-person world...
But in this way, what is the difference between yourself and toddler?
He took a deep breath and said lightly, don't treat yourself as God. This is said very well. If that's the case, what right do I have to take away his memories, his thinking, and arrange his life for him according to his own wishes? People will suffer from pain. Do children strangle him to death when they are born?
He looked straight at Ren, smiled and said: You said I am a single-celled animal who only knows linear thinking. Maybe I am such a person. Once you have determined your goal, few people can change my mind. At least, this person is definitely not you.
He looked down at Shinobu, with a trace of contempt in his eyes and smiled: I have worked hard to find Xiaoyu in the past three years, not a puppet
After saying this, he was ready to finish the topic, packed up his things, and walked straight to the door.
However, a sigh of silence came from behind, as if there was infinite sadness: Resurrection of the dead and reshaping the soul is naturally a very fulfilling thing for the creator. But have you ever thought that if a puppet has a heart, will he be happy or sad?
Qingxiao's body stagnated, but he did not turn around, but instead accelerated his pace and walked out.
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Qingxiao left the basement almost like a escaping. No matter how many evil things he had done in the past, Qingxiao could feel that the words he said had a real or even sincere element, but this was the more painful it was.
Yes, the closer the truth, the closer the pain will be. Those smiles will eventually be lost, and those simple happiness will never come back.
Between him and him, there is a thick blood scab, if he insists on retrieving the lost feather
He suddenly pushed open the door and saw A Ling standing with his furniture in front of him. Just like when he left, he saw him come in. A Ling smiled and showed his white teeth: Master, A Ling is practicing standing
While speaking, he walked a few steps with his furniture, then stopped, tilted his head and looked at him, as if waiting for his praise,
Qingxiao calmed down, and A Ling, who was smiling carefully, stood with her back facing the sun. Behind her was a half-open French glass window, the breeze was blowing from outside the window. The dark green leaves swayed against the backdrop of the sunshine and the shadows of the trees, A Ling's figure looked extremely slender and delicate, and she felt like she was wandering outside the world.
Qingxiao let out a sigh of relief. It should be the time to admit the reality. This pastoral scroll is just a figment. The ice layer is cracking. The cold and surging torrent below is the real life. Is he blinded by the joy of victory or subconsciously refusing to observe carefully. Why do you only see A Ling's little progress, but ignore the fact that the other party's attachment to himself is gradually deepening?
He was just blindly optimistic, thinking that A Ling was showing some kind of awakening against his wishes. Why couldn't he see that this was just a way for A Ling to please him, because he realized that doing so would make him happy, just as strictly observing the precepts would make his son happy?
Qingxiao smiled bitterly. When he realized his powerlessness towards reality, he always liked to smile carefully to cover up all the wounds and pretend that everything could be saved.
He smiled and bent down and looked into A Ling's eyes: Have you been practicing standing? After I left?
A Ling's smile was a little stiff and his eyelids were hanging down. After all, he was still unavailable to lying: Master...
Qingxiao gently spread his hands and hands, cleaned them, and wore gloves, without any food residue, but he obviously forgot to look in the mirror, and there was still white powdered sugar at the tip of his nose.
Qingxiao wiped him clean and said: I'm asking you, have you been practicing standing after I left?
A Ling whispered: After practicing for a while... Master, A Ling's feet hurt very much!
Qingxiao was silent for a moment, ignored A Ling's obvious coquettishness, and slowly said: Actually, you don't like to practice standing upright, and you don't like to stand up and walk, right?
A Ling said aggrievedly: That's very hard, A Ling did a good job while kneeling...
Qingxiao suddenly stood up, and the large movements scared A Ling. He looked at Qingxiao's cold face in panic, and suddenly threw himself into Qingxiao's arms and shouted: Master, are you angry? You won't want A Ling, right?
The warm and soft body in my arms brings an indescribable feeling of intimacy. It is said that it is so happy to have an embrace to rely on. Does anyone know that being relied on wholeheartedly is also a kind of happiness?
Qingxiao sighed and pushed him away with all his might. Seeing him sitting on the floor at a loss, he didn't even have the intention to comfort him.
Just feel tired
The fatigue that penetrated deep into his bones made him lack the strength to get angry, and he said lightly: I am very angry, you should learn to take care of yourself. If one day I really don’t want you anymore, what will you do? If I die, will you die too?
Living expenses, private detective expenses, air tickets, rents, various miscellaneous expenses... I waved the bill in my hand angrily and said loudly, "You have a good idea, why do you have to bear your expenses for the past three years? You are not my son!"
And these! Basement modification fee, video surveillance equipment, a wheelchair, a refrigerator... He became more and more angry as he looked at it, and shouted, "You locked me up and even asked me to pay for these things!"
Qingxiao said coldly: I think this is reasonable. You shouldn’t pay for food and board when you live here?
Hold on to control your emotions and said: Is it okay to reason? I don’t plan to go here for a vacation. If you want to live in my modified basement, I will definitely not charge you a penny.
Qingxiao raised his eyebrows and showed a sense of resentment, saying: Didn’t you use Xiaoyu’s money to train him into a slave? Don’t tell me that he was voluntarily trained by you! I just want you to pay the one you owe me, I’m very polite.
Ren was silent for a few minutes, let out a long breath and said: It seems that even if I don’t agree, I can’t do it?
Qingxiao snorted and said: Of course, it is best if you are willing to cooperate. I don’t like violence.
He said, turning on the laptop computer and asked without raising his head: Which bank? What is the account number and password?
Ren said coldly: That money seems to be mine? Even if it is transferred, it is my right to transfer it, right?
Qingxiao smiled and pushed the computer over and said: OK, according to you
Ren did not take it and said: Since I was paying the bill, I certainly have the right to make myself feel comfortable. How much does this computer cost? I bought your TV with just a few broken channels, what's the best thing to watch?
Qingxiao Xin's thoughts were teleported and said: Are you afraid that I will steal your password? Humph, I am asking for debt openly, why bother to do these tricks!
Seeing that Ninja was not in touch, he shrugged and said: It's good to see for money. Let's just let you block other websites and install two stand-alone games for you. I've bought this computer for several years. I forgot the price. With the labor cost, it's a sloppy $2,000
Resist the urge to scold him and rob, snorted, and wrote him the bank website
Qingxiao smiled and put it away. He glanced at the surveillance screen opposite Ninja. Seeing that A Ling was practicing standing upright inside, Kiyoshi couldn't help but feel a little proud. He smiled and said: Didn't you say you wanted to see A Ling all day long? I thought you were just watching him, why would you still be bored?
He was so angry that he said: What's so good about it? It's your level! He also learns to be a S and is fascinated by slaves all day long. It's really embarrassing!
Qingxiao blushed and defended: But no matter what, he has made great progress. You see, he can stand up now!
Ren said with contempt: That's because he is smart, but not your ability. If it weren't for his strong vitality, he would have been killed by you several times.
Qingxiao said calmly: That won’t I stare at him all day now
Ren said coldly: Yes, why is that still happening? Now should be the time for him to practice standing upright?
Qingxiao looked closer and saw that A Ling felt tired after not standing for two minutes. She climbed onto the couch, kneeling but not kneeling, and nestled there playing with her toes.
Qingxiao smiled bitterly and said to herself: This guy is becoming more and more arrogant, it’s time to take good care of his compassion.
But he would never say this in front of his stool, and he still argued: What's wrong? Is it okay to massage his feet when he is tired of standing? The body is the most important thing. I just encourage him not to listen to me, which proves that he is slowly starting to think independently.
I was speechless for a moment and shook my head and said: I have never seen you be a master like this, and I have learned to steal food.
Qingxiao was stunned, but saw A Lingbai getting up from the sofa boredly, touching around, suddenly remembering something, climbing into the kitchen to wash his hands, putting on plastic gloves to get the biscuits, he probably liked eating that kind of biscuit. He just started practicing holding it with his hands, and then he opened his mouth and took a big bite. The white powdered sugar fell everywhere, and even the tip of his nose was covered with a little powder.
Qingxiao smiled and said: I asked him to find something to eat when he was hungry. If you were hungry, you would know to go through the refrigerator. Why couldn’t he? Look, how happy he was eating?
A strange color flashed in Nin's eyes and said: He is naturally happy now, he doesn't have to think about anything, he is as happy as a pig...
The powdered sugar fell down with the biscuit residue. A Ling stopped chewing and was stunned for a while. He slowly drew a word from the powdered sugar.
After a while, he cut the word away and rewrite it: Sanada Kiyoto
For a moment, Qingxiao felt that his heart seemed to be pounding for half a beat. He held his breath, looked at the image on the screen in fascinated, suddenly jumped up, and shouted: Look, he is writing my name!
I couldn't bear it anymore and gritted my teeth and said: Are you crazy enough? How did you know that the owner he wrote was you? It's really... It's such a single-celled animal with straight thinking!
Qingxiao smiled happily and said: I am in a good mood now. If I don’t care about this progress, Xiaoyu will soon remember everything. Why don’t you ask him yourself?
He held his hands tightly, let out a long sigh, and said: Do you really want him to remember everything?
Qingxiao was slightly shocked, and her smile suddenly froze on her face
He stared at the screen and murmured: Do you think he is not good at this? He is carefree, and he doesn't have to worry about a small matter, which can make him really happy for a long time...
Qingxiao was speechless, staring at A Ling on the screen from this angle, the young man was bathed in the golden sunshine, enjoying the delicious cookies, smiling so simply and satisfiedly, with clear black and white eyes clear on that day, they ended the crazy sex, A Ling lay on the carpet, and turned his head so much and smiled at him with his face in his face.
There is no trace of haze, no pressure, just a smile
Smiling for him
He still remembered his heartbeat at that time, and wished that time would stop at this moment, and he would always look at the smile so brightly and brightly
The expression of snail was a little dazed, and seemed to be attracted by A Ling's smile. He whispered: A person's life is like a circle. The more he possesses, the greater the contact with the world, the more he is, the more he is, the more he is, the more he is, the more he is, the more he is hurt. When you remind him to remember happiness, you will inevitably remember pain. Why don't you be a responsible man, cover up all the wind and rain for him, let him live in a simple and pure world, and no longer be harmed by the outside world?
Qingxiao's fingertips trembled and he said resolutely: No, this is not his wish, nor the life he wants to live. I have promised Xiaoyu and will never interfere with his choice...
Ren angrily said: How long ago did that happen? How do you know what he is thinking now? Look at A Ling, is he unhappy now?
Qingxiao said coldly: That's A Ling, I only care about Xiaoyu's thoughts
He looked at A Ling with complicated eyes: I don't deny that he has cute places, but it's not Xiaoyu, I just need Xiaoyu to come back
Ninja said: A Ling is Yu!
Qingxiao said decisively: No, of course he is not! Xiaoyu is strong, sensitive, proud, and stubborn. He would rather resist anything by himself. What do you have in common with this slave?
He breathed out and said: Why do you say that? Do you really understand Asami Yu?
He smiled, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes, and said lightly: How do you know that deep down he doesn't want others to take responsibility for him? How do you know that he has no fragile side, longing to be attached to others, and longing to let go completely? Moreover, after so many things, do you think he can still go back to the past?
He lowered his head, looked at his abandoned legs, and whispered: Time cannot go back. The past is not something that can really eliminate a car accident or a rape. It can make an independent and confident person become timid and nervous. How can you think he can live happily and healthily like no one?
He spoke in a simple manner, but there was an indescribable sadness in his words, so that Qingxiao actually forgot to accuse him of being the culprit of all this. He just listened in a daze and forgot to speak for a moment.
Let him belong to you completely and forget everything in the past... He doesn't have to be afraid anymore, and you don't have to worry about losing again...
The voice of the sir has become deep, and the velvety voice flows quietly in the room. It is a strange way to hear it in my ears.
Qingxiao murmured: But he is so smart and capable, and it is not a pity to live his life like this?
Ren said slowly: I told you that I first accepted this commission for money, and later to prove my own ability, but in the end, I did do it for his own good. When you see a person lying in front of you with wounds, every wound is constantly bleeding. The only thing you can help him is to let him dry the blood quickly and completely relieve him. You can think this is a quibble, but I tell you that the pain in your body is that others can't help but say a thousand and ten thousand words of comfort. It's nonsense. Apart from being patient, there is nothing you can do.
He smiled miserably, as if he was telling Qingxiao, and as if he was talking to himself: Pain is a person's pain, death is a person's death, who can help you? No one should not treat himself as God
Qingxiao was silent, looking at A Ling on the screen without any constraints of his identity, no longer having the ties of the past, A Ling, playing in the sun, showed the most authentic side of his life, he should be twenty-five years old, but it looks like a child without thinking, it is indeed the best way to stay in youth.
Or you will have no trouble living like this in your own world, not being bound by secular barriers, and experience eternity in a pure two-person world...
But in this way, what is the difference between yourself and toddler?
He took a deep breath and said lightly, don't treat yourself as God. This is said very well. If that's the case, what right do I have to take away his memories, his thinking, and arrange his life for him according to his own wishes? People will suffer from pain. Do children strangle him to death when they are born?
He looked straight at Ren, smiled and said: You said I am a single-celled animal who only knows linear thinking. Maybe I am such a person. Once you have determined your goal, few people can change my mind. At least, this person is definitely not you.
He looked down at Shinobu, with a trace of contempt in his eyes and smiled: I have worked hard to find Xiaoyu in the past three years, not a puppet
After saying this, he was ready to finish the topic, packed up his things, and walked straight to the door.
However, a sigh of silence came from behind, as if there was infinite sadness: Resurrection of the dead and reshaping the soul is naturally a very fulfilling thing for the creator. But have you ever thought that if a puppet has a heart, will he be happy or sad?
Qingxiao's body stagnated, but he did not turn around, but instead accelerated his pace and walked out.
********************
Qingxiao left the basement almost like a escaping. No matter how many evil things he had done in the past, Qingxiao could feel that the words he said had a real or even sincere element, but this was the more painful it was.
Yes, the closer the truth, the closer the pain will be. Those smiles will eventually be lost, and those simple happiness will never come back.
Between him and him, there is a thick blood scab, if he insists on retrieving the lost feather
He suddenly pushed open the door and saw A Ling standing with his furniture in front of him. Just like when he left, he saw him come in. A Ling smiled and showed his white teeth: Master, A Ling is practicing standing
While speaking, he walked a few steps with his furniture, then stopped, tilted his head and looked at him, as if waiting for his praise,
Qingxiao calmed down, and A Ling, who was smiling carefully, stood with her back facing the sun. Behind her was a half-open French glass window, the breeze was blowing from outside the window. The dark green leaves swayed against the backdrop of the sunshine and the shadows of the trees, A Ling's figure looked extremely slender and delicate, and she felt like she was wandering outside the world.
Qingxiao let out a sigh of relief. It should be the time to admit the reality. This pastoral scroll is just a figment. The ice layer is cracking. The cold and surging torrent below is the real life. Is he blinded by the joy of victory or subconsciously refusing to observe carefully. Why do you only see A Ling's little progress, but ignore the fact that the other party's attachment to himself is gradually deepening?
He was just blindly optimistic, thinking that A Ling was showing some kind of awakening against his wishes. Why couldn't he see that this was just a way for A Ling to please him, because he realized that doing so would make him happy, just as strictly observing the precepts would make his son happy?
Qingxiao smiled bitterly. When he realized his powerlessness towards reality, he always liked to smile carefully to cover up all the wounds and pretend that everything could be saved.
He smiled and bent down and looked into A Ling's eyes: Have you been practicing standing? After I left?
A Ling's smile was a little stiff and his eyelids were hanging down. After all, he was still unavailable to lying: Master...
Qingxiao gently spread his hands and hands, cleaned them, and wore gloves, without any food residue, but he obviously forgot to look in the mirror, and there was still white powdered sugar at the tip of his nose.
Qingxiao wiped him clean and said: I'm asking you, have you been practicing standing after I left?
A Ling whispered: After practicing for a while... Master, A Ling's feet hurt very much!
Qingxiao was silent for a moment, ignored A Ling's obvious coquettishness, and slowly said: Actually, you don't like to practice standing upright, and you don't like to stand up and walk, right?
A Ling said aggrievedly: That's very hard, A Ling did a good job while kneeling...
Qingxiao suddenly stood up, and the large movements scared A Ling. He looked at Qingxiao's cold face in panic, and suddenly threw himself into Qingxiao's arms and shouted: Master, are you angry? You won't want A Ling, right?
The warm and soft body in my arms brings an indescribable feeling of intimacy. It is said that it is so happy to have an embrace to rely on. Does anyone know that being relied on wholeheartedly is also a kind of happiness?
Qingxiao sighed and pushed him away with all his might. Seeing him sitting on the floor at a loss, he didn't even have the intention to comfort him.
Just feel tired
The fatigue that penetrated deep into his bones made him lack the strength to get angry, and he said lightly: I am very angry, you should learn to take care of yourself. If one day I really don’t want you anymore, what will you do? If I die, will you die too?
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