cohabitation contract

Nie Changsheng stopped at a safe distance one step away from Zhuang Lingxiao, his brows were slightly frowned, he didn't know if he was dissatisfied that he was smoking again, or he appeared in front of him in the attitude of provoking a teacher and questioning him.The spiritual Xiaobai in his arms also seemed to smell the danger, the hair on his neck stood up, and he barked twice at the calm Zhuang Lingxiao.

Xiaobai's bark successfully attracted the attention of the dangerous man. Zhuang Lingxiao glanced at it with frosty eyes, and Xiaobai, who had been showing off his power, immediately languished, shrunk his neck, whimpered a few times, and turned around. Two soft little paws lay on Nie Changsheng's chest, sticking out his little tongue, seeking his protection.

Probably enraged by the lifeless little creature, Zhuang Lingxiao squinted his eyes, flicked away the long ashes that had accumulated on the cigarette between his fingers, took a deep breath, pinched out the cigarette butt with both fingers mercilessly, and went straight to the cigarette. It threw it at the foot, straddled its long legs, and immediately narrowed the distance with Nie Changsheng. He lowered his head slightly, and slowly sprayed all the smoke in his mouth on Nie Changsheng's ancient and calm face.

"Don't go too far!" Nie Changsheng frowned and warned, even though he turned his face away, he still couldn't bear the stimulation of the smoke in his nostrils and coughed lightly.The little guy in his arms was smoked by the irritating gas for the first time in his life, his ears stood up straight, he moved around in fear, his mouth murmured, he couldn't bear it anymore, and barked at Zhuang Lingxiao again A few times.

"Aren't you the one who goes too far!" Zhuang Lingxiao sneered, leaning over his face, trying to shut up the mouth that made him angry again, Nie Changsheng seemed to have grasped his intentions, and rushed forward preemptively, like a superficial touch He pressed a light kiss on Zhuang Lingxiao's dry lips, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Before Zhuang Lingxiao could react, Nie Changsheng quickly walked around him, turned to the other side of the car, opened the rear door, bent down and got into the back seat with Xiaobai in his arms, and lowered the window , and said to Zhuang Lingxiao, who was still in astonishment: "Get in the car and go to the pet shop opposite Huanyu Road Mall."

Zhuang Lingxiao was stunned a little unrealistically, the breath of Nie Changsheng still remained on his lips, but now he was "in front of the public", although there was only a security guard who was not looking at the closed gate of the experimental middle school. , but there is still a camera hanging at the door. Of course, there are usually no accidents, and it is impossible for someone to call out the video tape to watch it. But after all, it is "bright day", and Nie Changsheng's sudden initiative caught Zhuang Lingxiao by surprise. .

The astonishment is the astonishment, but the joy that spread in the bottom of my heart was displayed on the face without any concealment. Zhuang Lingxiao knocked on the rear window, knowingly asked: "Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for Hongwu's matter." Nie Changsheng had already fastened his seat belt, and looked back at Zhuang Lingxiao with a smile. He has experienced He Hongwu's troubles too many times, and there has never been such a dramatic reversal as now. , if it wasn't for Zhuang Lingxiao's interference, how could the other party have a 180-degree change?

"Tsk! If it wasn't for you, who would care about that brat?" Zhuang Lingxiao didn't deny that the person surnamed Wu did have business dealings with Lingsheng Group, but the funds were not much, and his subordinates were in charge. This time he called in person Calling the man surnamed Wu, he only said that He Hongwu was the son of his classmate. The businessman surnamed Wu promised to drop the accusation immediately, and even apologized to him obediently.

Zhuang Lingxiao really doesn't bother to say a word to this kind of unprincipled guy who bullies the good and fears the evil.

Maybe it was Nie Changsheng's soft kiss that pleased him, Zhuang Lingxiao snorted a few times, sat in the driver's seat, and while slowly fastening the seat belt, said displeasedly: "Since you want to thank me , you should sit on it, and at least some benefits should be given, right? Just a kiss is too foolish..."

"Zhuang Lingxiao!" Nie Changsheng couldn't bear to scold him for making trouble for no reason.

"Tsk!" Thinking about how to get back the principal and interest from Nie Changsheng tonight, Zhuang Lingxiao didn't have much entanglement, but his mouth was still unforgiving, and he snorted coldly, "Brother must sit in the back seat." If you are a seat, don't blame me if you regret it!"

You will regret it if you take the co-pilot position!Nie Changsheng remained unmoved, being too close to Zhuang Lingxiao also meant it was too dangerous, who knew if he would run amok again at the next traffic light?

Because the distance between the front and rear seats ensured safety, nothing happened along the way. It was only after entering the pet shop that Zhuang Lingxiao frowned, not hiding the anger on his face at all: "Old Ke?" Turning around, he asked Nie Changsheng, " When did you contact him?"

A bewitching voice sneered and said: "What old Ke? Damn kid! The senior didn't even yell!" A man with long hair reaching his shoulders spoke a pretentious Hong Kong accent, and walked towards Zhuang Lingxiao with beautiful peach blossom eyes. Laishu put his hands on his shoulders, "What's wrong with contacting me? Why don't you just lock Nie Changsheng in the golden room, so he won't have to contact anyone!"

Zhuang Lingxiao pushed him away in disgust, but his heart moved, as if he felt that his suggestion was very feasible.

"Ouch!" Zhuang Lingxiao is a barometer in front of Nie Changsheng, but others can't see through him at all, except for those who are familiar with him. Unfortunately, Ye Junke is their old friend, and the friendship is not bad. .Seeing that Zhuang Lingxiao was meditating now, Ye Junke blinked his beautiful eyes, continued to cling to his shoulder, and said in surprise, "Isn't it? You kid really think so?" The disgusting Hong Kong accent was missing from the words, Obviously asked him seriously.

"It's none of your business!" Zhuang Lingxiao raised his fist angrily, and cursed, "Didn't you stay in New York, you dead monster? You have the nerve to go back to China and harm the Chinese people?"

"Zhuang Lingxiao!" After entrusting Xiaobai to the pet doctor for examination, Nie Changsheng frowned to stop Zhuang Lingxiao from speaking rudely. Although they were old acquaintances, a nickname of "ladyboy" was still very hurtful.

However, Ye Junke didn't take it seriously, and looked at Nie Changsheng who hadn't changed, and then looked at Zhuang Lingxiao who had restrained himself, sighing "tsk tsk", he had already walked to Nie Changsheng's side, nearly 1.8 meters tall His stature was the same as Nie Changsheng's, but he leaned on Nie Changsheng's shoulder like a little bird, and said sadly: "It's still little Nie who knows how to love others..."

Nie Changsheng looked helpless. How come Senior Ye hasn't changed at all after so many years?

"Let go of him, you dead monster!" Zhuang Lingxiao pulled away Ye Junke who continued to be a monster with a stride.

"Damn kid, you care too much!" Ye Junke narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you want to fight?"

"Okay!" Zhuang Lingxiao raised his eyebrows, ready to accept the challenge, his fingers crossed and his knuckles creaked, as if he couldn't wait to knock him down.

Unexpectedly, Ye Junke showed disdain, and said with a sneer, "Why are you acting so cool? You are defeated!"

Ye Junke's light words "I'm defeated" evoked Zhuang Lingxiao's painful memories. At that time, the competition for the field was very fierce. Whoever went first would be the owner of the field. Of course, there were some people who relied on strength to squeeze away and occupy the field. Zhuang Lingxiao was the latter. , often one-on-two, three-on-one, or even four-on-one to squeeze people away, so more people were offended, but no matter whether it was ball skills or force, those people who were squeezed away were not Zhuang Lingxiao's opponents, so I had to ask for help from the more experienced Zhuang Lingxiao. Ye Junke is popular.

That was the first person of quality Zhuang Lingxiao met on the court. Because the incident got a little big, the professors in the courtyard also got involved and ended the fruitless game.

So the private duel was scheduled for another time, but one-on-one turned into two-on-two. He led Nie Changsheng to the battle, and Ye Junke led Helan Mountain to the battle. The four of them did not know each other without fighting.

That game ended with Zhuang Nie losing a goal.

In fact, the two of them are not considered to be lost. For the last ball, the four of them fought together. Nie Changsheng accidentally sprained his foot during the fierce fight and fell to the ground in pain. Zhuang Lingxiao was concerned, and the ball in his hand was caught He Lanshan copied away, and he didn't have the heart to stop those two points. He went straight to help Nie Changsheng, and lost the crucial points.

And He Lanshan was He Hongwu's biological father.

"Victory is not martial arts!" Zhuang Lingxiao snorted, he still has it in his heart, in terms of skill, how could he and Nie Changsheng lose to this sissy and that half-baked Helan Mountain?

It is probably impossible to just make up for this regret, because one of the four people has already bid farewell to this world.

Ye Junke seemed to be thinking of the person who passed away, and there was a look of sadness in his eyes. The close relationship between him and He Lanshan was no less than that of Zhuang Nie, but when He Lanshan had an accident, he was in New York, and there was no news at all. I didn't hear it, and when the bad news came, I couldn't do anything.

The two arguing suddenly fell silent. Nie Changsheng, who was helping the veterinarian over there, glanced at the two curiously, gave up his position to the veterinarian's assistant, walked over, and said with a smile: "Senior Ye, today's meeting Let's have dinner together tonight? I'll wash the dust for you."

"Little Nie, your reflex arc is too slow!" Ye Junke quickly cleared up his sad emotions. In fact, he has not been back to China for a week, and many things have not been settled. When Nie Changsheng contacted him earlier, it was him. I haven't been free all the time, so I dragged the "dust cleaning banquet" until now.

"Then let's eat hot pot tonight." Zhuang Lingxiao agreed in a rare way, but his gaze was fixed on Xiaobai who was getting an injection, and a smirk appeared on his mouth. Although the little milk dog has little meat, it is more tender than it should be. Suitable for hot pot.

Xiaobai, who was being pressed for vaccination, suddenly became uneasy, his ears pricked up, and he barked twice, as if he was resisting something.

It's a pity that no one could understand its protest. Nie Changsheng, who didn't understand it, felt that it was a good season to play hot pot, so he nodded in agreement.

Ye Junke pondered for a while, reluctantly nodded his agreement, but added a condition: "It's okay, but let's call that kid."

The "that child" in his mouth is of course He Hongwu, the orphan of He Lanshan. Ye Junke didn't know that Nie Changsheng had just met He Hongwu, and he didn't know that the little white that Nie Changsheng carried was provoked by He Hongwu. He just wanted to see the child, and hoped to see a familiar shadow from the child's outline...