Lord, please don't touch my tail!

"Of course I won't be friends with him again."

Lu Ting's expression froze on his face, and it took him a long time to speak again. He suppressed his uneven breath and asked, "Why..."

"Because he lied to me."

Cheng Jingzhi gently pulled the hair around his ear, as if he was talking about something he didn't care about at all.

"I don't care about people's past, but whether he will deceive me. I will not forgive those who deceive and hide me. Lu Ting, do you understand?"

Lu Ting was taken aback by Cheng Jingzhi's sudden call, and then explained in a panic: "I, I mean, I'm a friend, not me."

Cheng Jingzhi just said "um" lightly, as if he didn't care.

Lu Ting never dared to look into the man's eyes, he avoided the man's hand.

"Sir, I'm a little sleepy, I, I'll go back to my room to rest first."

Lu Ting almost ran away as if he had to leave, he really couldn't bear the filth he was hiding under Cheng Jingzhi's gentle gaze.

But he had to.

Because Lu Ting would not allow such a self to appear in front of the husband.

He glanced at the information on the phone, and it was less than two hours before five o'clock in the afternoon, and the strength of holding the phone became stronger unconsciously.

Ding--

A message pops up.

[Didn't receive the message? ]

Lu Ting bit her lips tightly, her lips turned white due to the force.

:Ok.

[I need to call back when I receive a message later, understand? ]

Lu Ting's typing hand paused, and even trembled slightly because of too much force.

:knew.

[That's good.Oh yes, I forgot to tell you one thing. ]

:whats the matter?

……

The door of the guest room opened, and Lu Ting, who hadn't slept all this time, came out. He carefully observed the situation outside.

Cheng Jingzhi is not in the living room at the moment.

Lu Ting came out, he came to the piano room, and then searched for the manuscript he wrote a few days ago.

The desktop is very tidy, not as messy as it was a few days ago, as if it has been deliberately organized, it is neatly classified and stacked on the desktop.

But at this moment, Lu Ting didn't think about it. He was looking for a certain thing, but he didn't know where it was put.

Think about the purpose of something.

Lu Ting searched more and more urgently, and became more and more anxious.

Even the idea of ​​giving up came up halfway.

Just when Lu Ting was about to explode, a blank piece of paper was accidentally thrown on the ground.

Lu Ting rummaged for a while, he looked along the fallen piece of paper, and then stretched out his hand.

At just the right time, another big hand with well-articulated bones picked up the sheet of music faster than him.

Lu Ting raised his head, and instantly bumped into Cheng Jingzhi's dark pupils.

"Is this this one?" Cheng Jingzhi put the score on the table and asked.

Lu Ting got up in a hurry, and because he was too flustered, he knocked the back of his head hard on the solid wooden table.

The crisp sound is painful to listen to.

"Are you okay?" Cheng Jingzhi lifted his covered head, and then held Lu Ting's head to check.

"It's okay..." Lu Ting lowered his head, unable to calm down for a short time.

"Why are you so careless? Do things recklessly." The words were obviously reproachful, but the tone was so gentle.

"Sorry……"

Cheng Jingzhi sighed, more helpless: "Don't apologize, you are right, just be more careful in the future."

Lu Ting did not speak, and acquiesced.

"Does it still hurt?" Cheng Jingzhi asked him.

Lu Ting shook his head.

Even so, Cheng Jingzhi still wrapped his hands around the place where he was bumped just now, and stroked it gently.

In this way, Lu Ting no longer felt the pain, but all his thoughts were on the warm touch on his head.

This warmth is peace of mind, dependence, and a treasure that does not want to let go.

But the warmth didn't last long.

The phone in his pocket vibrated again, and Lu Ting woke up from the warmth.

He quickly got out of Cheng Jingzhi's arms, and then sorted out his emotions.

He took the sheet of music, and it was the one he was looking for.

"Why did you suddenly think of looking for music scores? Aren't you going to go out soon?"

"Ah..." Lu Ting paused for a moment, and then made up: "Zhou Ning said he wanted to hear it, so I just..."

Cheng Jingzhi nodded: "It sounds very good."

"Huh?" Lu Ting didn't understand this sentence.

He has hardly played this piece of music, so why does Cheng Jingzhi say it sounds good?

He was a little puzzled.

But doubts are doubts, and time reminds him that it is time to go.

Lu Ting took the paper, "Sir, I should go."

"Well, Uncle Zhang is already outside."

"Then, then I'll go and find a friend." In fact, Lu Ting has a habit of always stuttering when he is lying.

However, he didn't even notice this habit.

Cheng Jingzhi didn't speak, he looked at Lu Ting silently for half a quarter of an hour, and then said with a smile: "Go."

Lu Ting's tensed heart instantly relaxed a little, and then he went out with his things.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Cheng Jingzhi knew that he was lying to him.

As soon as this idea popped up, Lu Ting couldn't help shivering.

"Of course I won't be friends with him again."

"I will not forgive anyone who cheats on me."

The magic sound lingered in his ears, and Lu Ting's breathing became short of breath.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Jingzhi noticed something strange and asked worriedly.

"No, nothing!" Lu Ting ran out as if evading.

This urgency only lasted until the moment he got into the car.

I don't know if it's the reassuring fragrance in the car or the change in the environment.Lu Ting calmed down miraculously, but he was just in a daze quietly.

The whole process was dull, until Lu Ting took the music score and stood at the agreed Qingcheng Hotel.

The towering buildings in front of him made him feel scared.

Finally, he took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to step in.

I didn't notice a car that stopped on the side of the road at all.

……

925

Lu Ting held the room card in his hand, and after a slight sound, the door opened.

The light seemed to be off, and the room was pitch black.

An extremely ambiguous voice came from inside unexpectedly.

Lu Ting paused when he opened the door, and stopped in his tracks.

The familiar panting and suppressed moans brought his memory back to the previous nightmare.

He knows what they're doing.

Cui Bian has an unreasonable quirk, that is, he likes the thrill of being watched and peeped.

At that time, he would always let Lu Ting kneel in the master bedroom, and let him witness the whole process.

The strong smell always made him feel extremely sick and vomited continuously.

But he could only kneel on the ground, and it lasted all night.

Lu Ting resisted the desire to vomit, and then closed the door.

He shrank himself into a corner and closed his eyes tightly.

"You...well, you are here..." Cui Bi'an's voice came over, with a deliberate tease.

Lu Ting didn't speak.

But Cui Bi'an didn't mind.

As if knowing that he was coming, Cui Bi'an's voice became louder.Even though there is a wall separating the living room and the bedroom, the sound came through very clearly.

The other side became unscrupulous, and everyone was red-faced.

But Lu Ting was only disgusted.

I don't know how long this mental torture lasted, and the two finally enjoyed themselves.

All the clouds and smoke dissipated.

The lights in the house were also turned on at this moment, and the environment was instantly illuminated.

Lu Ting, who was used to the darkness, subconsciously closed his eyes to block the dazzling light.

Cui Bian put on a bathrobe loosely, and then appeared in front of him with a cigarette between his hands.

"Yo, that's right, I'm not late." Cui Bi'an's voice still had a trace of lust.

Lu Ting opened his eyes that were stabbed to tears, and then said expressionlessly: "I brought the things, according to the promise, give me the photos."

"What's the hurry?" Cui Bi'an exhaled.

"I find that you are very rude now. You dare to stand up and tell me when you speak. Shouldn't you show a little sincerity if you want to ask someone?"

Lu Ting squeezed the things in his hand, the corners of his eyes were red.

"Huh?" Cui Bi'an spread his hands, showing a very innocent look.

Lu Ting took a step forward, then gritted his teeth, "Okay..."

He slowly lowered his body, then raised the music score, "Please... accept..."

"That's it..." Cui Bi'an paused: "No, you should..."

Cui Bian suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked Lu Ting's knee. The person who was kicked was already unstable. With such a kick, Lu Ting fell to the ground without paying attention.

"This is the right level." Cui Bi'an sneered: "I still need to teach you."

Cui Bian took out the score in his hand, and scanned it.

"Are you sure it's a new one? You haven't shown it to others, have you?"

"No……"

Cui Bian curled his lips: "You only have this little use, alas—"

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but Lu Ting grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Give me the picture."

If it weren't for the photos, he wouldn't kneel on the ground in humiliation, and he wouldn't have endured so much torture.

"Oh—photo." The man suddenly realized.

"Where is the photo? Let me think about it."

While pretending to be stupid, he took out what Lu Ting wanted, "Do you want this? A puppy?"

He made a sound like he was calling for a dog, and threw the photo in his hand into the air.

"Here you are."

Immediately, the pornographic photos scattered all over the sky hit Lu Ting's face one by one, like blunt knives that were not sharp enough, not enough to kill, but cut them painfully.

Too dirty.

Lu Ting stretched out his hand tremblingly, but was stopped by Cui Bian.

"You said you would give me the photo if you did something for you."

Cui Bian said indifferently: "Yes, but who allowed you to pick things up with your hands?"

"Dogs don't pick up things with their paws."

Lu Ting stared fiercely at the disgusting face of this evil ghost, he couldn't bear it so much that this person would jump from here and disappear completely in this world.

"Pick it up!" Cui Bi'an urged him, kicking him.

Lu Ting didn't move.

"Honey..." someone shouted in the room, "Honey, are you okay?

Cui Bi'an replied impatiently: "Tsk, here we come."

He glanced at Lu Ting, "Why are you looking? Keep picking!"

"My dear, why haven't you come yet?"

Cui Bian cursed secretly, then walked into the bedroom.

Lu Ting quickly picked up the photos on the ground, and when he went out in a panic, he always felt that the voice from the room just now was extremely familiar...