Please draw your way of death

So they went crazy all night, and when the two got on the train back to Jincheng, Meng Qishu was still drowsy.

Ning Mian finally took a look at Meng Qishu who was leaning on her shoulder, raised her hand to brush his hair, and found that the wound on his forehead was almost healed, and it was estimated that it would be healed in two days.

Fortunately, the healing of this kind of wound has a dungeon bonus, otherwise, it will be injured every once in a while, and in the end, none of them will be healed.

The shattered hair rubbed against his forehead, causing itching. Meng Qishu was disturbed in his sleep, so he couldn't help but raise his hand to slap his hand away, and muttered, "I'll never stop touching you again."

"Don't sleep when you wake up, we're almost at the station." Ning Mian finally smiled and withdrew her hand, and said softly.

Meng Qishu ignored him, buried his forehead a little deeper into his shoulder, and finally sighed: "Tired, still sleepy."

"I told you to catch the car this morning, but I didn't stop last night." Ning Mian finally looked down at the top of his head, and didn't move, letting him lean.

"Shut up!" Meng Qishu stretched out his hand and twisted his waist, he couldn't see his expression, but his tone was fierce, "Who will get angry first?"

"I." Ning Mian finally admitted generously, took out something from his pocket, took his hand, and shook hands with him, "I will make an apology to you, are you willing to accept it?"

Something cold and thin was stuck to the palm, like a piece of paper. On the piece of paper were the warm fingers of the other party, which were clasped along the edge and held together with his hand.

"What is it?" Meng Qishu moved a little away from his shoulder, looked at the palm, and found that it was a very familiar card, he couldn't help laughing, "Ning Mianchu, what is this, prostitution?"

A feature card?

"It's not prostitution, it's the red line." Ning Mian finally bewitched in a low voice, "I agree, no matter where you are, I can find you, are you afraid?"

"Humanoid GPS?" Meng Qishu raised his eyebrows and let out a haha, "Stop fooling around."

"Don't be fooled, try it and you'll know." Ning Mian finally smiled, and stopped talking nonsense, "Actually, it's a team formation card. Do you want to form a team? Instructions?"

"Aren't you looking for your old teammates?" Meng Qishu curled his lips.

"Are you jealous?"

"How could it be?" Meng Qishu raised the hands they had clasped, placed them between them, tilted his head and smiled, "I'll take the prostitution money."

The moment the voice fell, Meng Qishu only felt that his hands were empty. He let go of Ning Mianzhong's hand, only to see that the card that was originally sandwiched between the two disappeared without a trace.

"Successful team formation, the team formation card will disappear by itself." Ning Mian finally explained, "Team formation information can be queried on your card."

"That's it." Meng Qishu looked suddenly enlightened.

After the train arrived at the station, He Yingbai came to pick him up, so he couldn't avoid being greeted by this guy on the way.

"Brother Meng, let me tell you why you left your job in the first place. You don't know that I was scared to death at the time. I finally made a guarantee with my dad to bring you back, but you turned around and ran away..." He Yingbai While driving along the way, while chattering, the mouth never stopped.

Meng Qishu was always a little guilty about this, and it was really not his style to go back and forth, especially when he had just made a promise and ended up running away for the second time without even going back to the company.

But who caused him to be too stimulated at that time, Ning Mian will eventually develop feelings for him, the stimulation is no less than seeing the bathroom with one-sided perspective last night, it can be said that it directly touches his three views up.

"Maybe... the car accident caused a brain failure." Meng Qishu smiled, not wanting to answer this question.

"Really?" He Yingbai was a little skeptical, "I asked Brother Ning, and he said it was because of his problem, and he said he would definitely bring you back. Is that so?"

"..." Meng Qishu smiled, and exerted some strength on the hand pinching Ning Mianzhong's waist.

Really dare to say anything.

"Did you guys quarrel?" The innocent He Yingbai didn't think there was anything wrong, "It's normal for good brothers to have some conflicts. Why don't you just explain it to me? It's really not okay if you fight, it's nothing A fight won't solve it."

In a sense, there was indeed a fight.

"I grew up with Brother Ning when I was young, and I don't know how many fights, but he is still a good brother now." He Yingbai is very proud, and even feels that what he said is very reasonable.

"Who won the fight between the two of you?" Meng Qishu couldn't help asking.

"Most of them are Brother Ning." He Yingbai murmured a little weaker, "But I also won, don't underestimate people."

Meng Qishu nodded inwardly, feeling an unusual sense of satisfaction for some reason.

"Don't listen to his nonsense," Ning Mian finally tore Meng Qishu's hand from his waist without a trace, and held it in his hand, "He never won."

"Wow, brother Ning, can you save me some face?" He Yingbai quit in an instant, "At least give me some achievements!"

"We should respect the facts," Ning Mian finally said ruthlessly, "Also, respect history."

Seeing He Yingbai's sluggish look, Meng Qishu lowered his head and suppressed a smile, which made his whole body tremble.

"Still sleepy?" Ning Mian finally turned her head to look at Meng Qishu, her eyes softened involuntarily, and whispered.

"Go back and sleep again." Meng Qishu also lowered his voice and replied to him, with tears in his eyes that were suppressed from laughing just now.

"Yeah." Ning Mian nodded at the end, raised her head and said to He Yingbai who was in front, "If your company is not in a hurry, give Meng Qishu two more days off."

"Huh? What?" He Yingbai responded, "There is nothing wrong with the company, but what happened to Mr. Meng, is the injury from the car accident still not healed?"

"That's not true, it was just last night..." Ning Mian was about to say something, when Meng Qishu, who was half-heard, felt that something was wrong, rushed forward and covered his mouth, desperately.

"Don't worry about him, I can go to work tomorrow." Meng Qishu was startled into a cold sweat, but he still kept his tone as if nothing had happened. He glanced at Ning Mianzhong, but instead received an innocent look from the other party.

I rely on you, can you show me your innocence?

"...Oh." He Yingbai didn't know what Meng Qishu was going to do all of a sudden, but his intuition told him not to meddle in his own business, "Okay."

Meng Qishu breathed a sigh of relief, left Ning Mian's life, and was about to sit back in his seat when a sudden soreness came from his waist.

The sharp jerk just now seemed to be pulled, it really hurt.

Ning Mian finally noticed his changing expression for a moment, approached him quietly, put her palm on his lower back, and rubbed it skillfully.

"I want you to rest for two more days." Ning Mian finally whispered, defending her behavior just now.

"No need!" Meng Qishu gritted his teeth angrily, closed his eyes slightly and let him press.

"Actually, I wanted to say that you had an accident last night," Ning Mian said with an innocent tone, "I really didn't intend to say more."

"That won't work either!" The ghost knows what his next sentence is, anyway, it scares him enough.

Meng Qishu let him rub his waist for a while, his face finally eased a little, and then he opened the distance between him and him.

"You really... just throw it away when you're done using it." Ning Mian finally looked at Meng Qishu helplessly, and withdrew her hand.

"Then what do you want?" Meng Qishu smiled emotionlessly, "Can I lend you your shoulder as a pillow?"

"Very happy."

"Forget it." Meng Qishu raised his chin at him and leaned against the car window, "I'm not happy."

Ning Mian finally smiled with great interest and didn't say anything.

Really like a tantrum cat.

Maybe it's not bad to keep them at home?

But this cat doesn't seem to be raised obediently.

Since returning that day, their lives seem to be back on track.

Meng Qishu still works as his clerk, and Ning Mian still looks like he doesn't see anyone all day long, probably because he is very busy.

Ning Mian finally abided by his agreement and rarely bothered Meng Qishu, and this was a very good result for Meng Qishu.

He doesn't like being forced to leave, and he doesn't like too formal occasions, probably because he's used to being free, so he's not used to things imposed by others.

Let it be, after all, feelings are such a thing that you can't lie to yourself.

It is rare to live a peaceful life for a period of time. If you remove the increasing trigger probability on the card, who would have thought that he is still a person who may encounter life-threatening problems all the time.

One afternoon, Meng Qishu, who had just got off work, just got out of a taxi, and before he took two steps, he saw a car parked in front of him.

Ning Mian finally rolled down the car window and looked at Meng Qishu who was standing by the side of the road: "Just got off work, how about a ride?"

Meng Qishu calculated the distance from here to the villa, and readily accepted: "Sure."

After opening the door and sitting in the back seat of the car, Ning Mian in front finally started the car, and asked him a question by the way: "Don't you have a car, how did you go to take a taxi?"

"Speaking of which, it's all thanks to you." Meng Qishu stretched his arms and rolled his eyes at him, "The car accident was pulled into the dungeon before, and the car was scrapped directly, so I can only squeeze the bus now. This is not even the bus today. They didn’t make it, so I took a taxi at a fee.”

"..." Ning Mian didn't know what to answer for a while.

Are you having such a hard time these days?

"I still have two cars in He Yingbai's garage..."

"Ning Mian is the end," Meng Qishu leaned forward, with his arms resting on the back of the co-pilot, and there was a little smile in his voice, "You don't get paid for nothing..."

"I didn't say I'd give it to you," Ning Mian finally expected, "I'll lend it to you."

"That's not good."

"Then add another condition?" Ning Mian finally hooked the corners of her lips, "Come here and live with me."

"We live next door, is it necessary to move?" Meng Qishu tilted his head.

"Whether you move or not is naturally different."

We can see each other every day when we move here, unlike now, we don't necessarily see each other for ten days and a half months.

"Then what do I call it? Goats go to the tiger's mouth, or do I throw myself into the snare?" Meng Qishu smiled, "I can't do it."

"That's a pity." The plan didn't work out, and Ning Mian finally could only sigh pretendingly, "Don't be in a hurry to go back later, how about treating you to a meal?"

"Go to your home?"

"Go to my house."

"What's the reason again this time?" Meng Qishu asked.

"I'll give you the car I love, and I'll apologize."

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