Wei Lang Seducer's Handbook

"you……"

Song Da didn't expect this simple brother to say such words.

"If you don't kill him, tomorrow he will ruin my reputation and make me have to marry him. I might as well die now. If you don't want to help, just stay away, as long as you don't see me today. Brother Qing will solve it by himself."

Wei Ziqing closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were clear. He picked up the blood-stained stone, and his fingers turned white.

It was only then that Song Da looked at this gentleman seriously. Not everyone could have such courage and cruelty. The average gentleman would probably faint from fright, so how could he think so much? Forget it, he couldn't just stand by and watch.

He broke off the stone in Wei Ziqing's hand, thought about it and put it on his body, so as not to cause more trouble, opened the door and went in, took out the rope that was just placed at the door today, tied him up, and threw him into the cowshed in the yard .

After finishing a series of things, seeing Wei Ziqing still kneeling straight on the spot, he sighed. Under the moonlight, Lang Jun's clothes were disheveled, most of his shoulders were exposed, and his pale and thin face was red and swollen like blood. But his eyes are cool, and he doesn't know where he is staring in the distance.

He turned his back, and in a gentle tone that he had never heard in his life, he was afraid of irritating this gentleman again, and said: "Leave it to me, you don't care about it, you are still young, you are not worth taking your life and destroying yourself. "

The mask that had been well disguised was suddenly shattered, and Wei Ziqing's tears flowed down silently. He silently arranged his clothes and stood upright against the wall. His memory seemed to be revived, remembering the disgusting touch and With a disgusting breath, his face turned pale, he bent over and retched.

"It's getting late, shall I take you home?"

Wei Ziqing shook his head, "I look like this, how can I tell when I go back?"

His clothes were torn and tattered, his arms were covered with bruises, and it was conceivable that his face was not much better.

It felt like the person behind him hesitated for a long time before making this request, "Can I take a bath at your house?"

He doesn't want to bear it anymore, he wants to take a bath, if he spends the night with that person's disgusting breath, he will go crazy!

Song Da was silent. He had no choice but to be alone with him in the middle of the night. In special circumstances, if Brother Qing took a bath at his house now, what would it be? With the education he had received, it was really outrageous.But Brother Qing had just experienced this, and he was too embarrassed to refuse him.

"There is no firewood at home, and there is no way to heat hot water."

This is the truth, in order to avoid flooding when no one is at home, he cleaned up the firewood.

"Cold water is fine too."

Wei Ziqing lowered his head, his face was not good-looking, he could feel Song Da's resistance, he was not a thick-skinned person, Song Da probably hated him, also, he was being helped by him again and again, he was too troublesome, and even more so What's more, this troublesome man was also done by someone. Although he didn't succeed, he didn't think he was clean.

Brother Qing didn't realize it at all, and of course no one could have imagined that this tall, strong and rough man was an old man with a strict etiquette in his heart.

"Brother Song saved my life again. After tonight, Brother Qing won't trouble Brother Song anymore."

Song Da was stunned for a while, and after thinking for a while, he replied: "Come with me."

Song Da turned around and locked the courtyard door, not afraid that Song Laolai would escape, after all, he knew the severity of his attack, and he would not wake up for a while.

Song Da was walking in front, Wei Ziqing was two meters behind, the two of them were one in front of the other, neither talking, Wei Ziqing didn't know where to take her, he was not afraid, Song Da didn't need to hurt him.

Unconsciously, Wei Ziqing didn't realize that his trust in Song Da had exceeded some vague definitions.