The little milk dragon raised by the boss is acting like a baby again

After it was over, Long Shengling was already muddy, the man kissed him, carried him into the bathroom, and cleaned him carefully.

Tired all over, he didn't think much, leaned in the man's arms, closed his eyes and rested.

While washing and washing, the man's hands suddenly changed meaning, and they were always touching, intentionally or unintentionally.

Long Shengling frowned slightly, "Don't make trouble."

"Ah."

He only heard a chuckle from above his head, and then, his chin was pinched and lifted, and his warm lips pressed against him.

Long Shengling had long been used to this person's touch, and fell into it without knowing it. When he recovered, the territory had already been lost.

"Don't..." He subconsciously wanted to escape, but his body was weak and limp, and the tails of his eyes were red, which was extremely attractive.

At this moment, he is no longer the high, cold and ruthless Dragon Lord, but a seductive goblin.

Only at this moment can he feel that this person really belongs to him.

At this moment, a golden butterfly flew in from the half-closed door.

It landed on the man's tight back and suddenly shattered, and Long Yunchi's voice came out of the air: Uncle Ling, the time has come, hurry up.

Because it was so sudden, Long Shengling shrank back in fright.

The man behind him snorted, cursed Long Yunchi inwardly, and sped up his movements.

After a while, in the humid bathroom, the air was filled with an aura that made people blush and heartbeat.

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On the other side, Gu Nanshan and the two had nothing to do, so they had a simple meal.

As soon as he finished eating, Zhang Boyi ran in panting, stuffed his ID card into Gu Nanshan's hand, and gasped, "No, it's not good, come out, something serious happened."

Gu Nanshan quickly fetched him a glass of water: "Talk slowly first."

He took the water, raised his head and drank it all. After a while, he said, "You, you turn on the TV."

Although Gu Nanshan didn't understand, he did it anyway.

Zhang Boyi grabbed the remote control and quickly tuned to the S city news channel.

As soon as I opened it, I heard the hostess say in a straight voice: "Today's financial report, Gu Jingming, the founder of the Gu Group, passed away at eleven o'clock last night. According to the description of Gu Jingming's son, Gu Xiongwen, Gu Jingming had been unwell before. In April, I wanted to go to the United States for medical treatment, but was stopped by Gu Nanshan, the president of the Gu Group, and placed under house arrest, resulting in Gu Jingming being ill and without medical treatment, and eventually died tragically at home."

As soon as the words fell, the male host next to him continued to report: "The front-line reporters learned that during Gu Jingming's illness, Gu Nanshan rarely visited, and it was Gu Yuan, the second young master of the Gu family, who took care of him. This directly caused Mr. Gu to change his will before his death. All the inheritance that I originally wanted to give to Gu Nanshan was transferred to Gu Yuan. At present, Gu Yuan's shares in Gu's Group have surpassed Gu Nanshan's, and he has become the largest shareholder. Then, how will Gu Yuan deal with the shares in his hand? Is it selling? , or take over the group? How will Gu Nanshan respond? Let us wait and see."

Hearing the end, Gu Nanshan felt dizzy and fell straight down.

Long Yunchi's expression changed, and he quickly caught it: "Ah Shan, cheer up."

The moment he fell.

Long Yunchi's expression changed, and he quickly reached out to embrace him in his arms: "Ah Shan, cheer up."

Seeing that Gu Nanshan's lips were getting whiter and whiter, Zhang Boyi was taken aback, and quickly stepped forward to pinch Gu Nanshan's people with his fingernails.

Long Yunchi, who had lived for a thousand years, naturally knew that he was saving Gu Nanshan, so he didn't stop him.

After pinching for about a minute, Gu Nanshan suddenly took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes and saw Long Yunchi and Zhang Boyi anxiously looking at him, Gu Nanshan realized that what happened just now was not a dream.

Thinking that the only person who was kind to him had passed away, he couldn't breathe in pain, opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, only tears fell down uncontrollably, and his whole body kept twitching.

Long Yunchi hugged him distressedly, and gently stroked his back with his big hand.

He knew very well that no matter what he said at this moment, Gu Nanshan would not listen to him, he only hoped that his hug would give him some strength to keep going.

After crying for about ten minutes, Gu Nanshan's mood gradually eased down.

Seeing Zhang Boyi, he quickly handed him a glass of water.

Gu Nanshan took it without a word, raised his head and drank it all.

Zhang Boyi was about to go over to catch the empty glass, but Gu Nanshan crushed the glass with a 'bang'.

Glass shards from the cup pierced his palm, and the dark red blood dripped onto the floor.

Zhang Boyi frowned, but didn't say anything, sighed, stepped forward and gently opened his hand, carefully pulled out the glass shards in his palm one by one, then tore off a piece of cloth and made a simple bandage for him .

He was earnestly tying the bow when a sudden sentence came from above his head: "Yunchi, I want to go back and see grandpa."?

"Okay, I'll take you back."

Before he had time to react, Long Yunchi had already agreed.

He quickly got up to persuade: "Why don't you go? My old man has already been there just now. It is said that Gu Yuan sent people to surround Gu's house, and no one was allowed to enter, saying that he was afraid of disturbing the old man's safety..."

boom--

Gu Nanshan kicked the glass coffee table next to him, shattered the glass, and roared angrily, "Fart! Fucking shit!"

Zhang Boyi shivered in fright.

"He must have concealed something, he must have done something!" At this time, Gu Nanshan was on the verge of collapse, he grabbed the clothes on Long Yunchi's chest, his eyes were red: "Yunchi, take me back, I must If I find out the cause of Grandpa's death, I can't just sit and watch others kill him!"

Long Yunchi took a deep look at him: "Okay."

"No, even if you go back now, you won't be able to get in..."

Before finishing speaking, a huge golden magic circle suddenly appeared under Long Yunchi, and immediately, a burst of golden light burst out, covering Long Yunchi and the two of them.

In the next second, people and magic circles disappeared into the hall in an instant.

Zhang Boyi was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time.

See, what the hell?

On the other side, Long Yunchi took Gu Nanshan and teleported directly back to Gu's study.

As soon as he entered, his pupils trembled, and when he looked up, Gu Jingming's daily necessities in the study had been emptied out, there were a few scattered books on the bookshelf, and a layer of dust had fallen on the desk and the reclining chair.

It can be seen that no one has come to clean the study room for several days.

Gu Nanshan involuntarily clenched his hands into fists, and tears fell on the floor uncontrollably.

At the same time, Long Yunchi made a quick tactic, and then the golden pupils on his forehead slowly opened, and a ray of golden light shot out from the eyes on his forehead, quickly swept around, and locked his eyes on a courtyard in the southeast.

A trace of joy climbed up his cheeks, he hurriedly put away his golden pupils, and shook Gu Nanshan's shoulders: "Now is not the time to cry, Grandpa's soul has not gone far, go and meet."

Gu Nanshan was stunned for a moment: "Can I see you?"

Long Yunchi chuckled, wrapped his arms around his waist, and teleported directly to the courtyard in the southeast.

As soon as it landed, Gu Nanshan recognized it.

This is the mourning hall that Gu Jingming renovated two years ago. He said that it was a place for him to prepare for a hundred years later. He said that he didn't want to go to the remote cemetery alone, because it was too cold.

Looking at it now, this place is not much more lively than the cemetery.

Probably because Gu Yuan prevented other relatives and friends from coming in to offer incense, the huge mourning hall was deserted, the scarlet door was closed tightly, and there was no one inside.

Gu Nanshan walked towards the mourning hall step by step with heavy steps.

When he saw the black and white photo frame and the huge coffin, he couldn't restrain himself anymore, ran over quickly, threw himself beside the coffin, and howled loudly.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him: "Nanshan, Nanshan."

Gu Nanshan was startled, and looked back in disbelief.

I saw Gu Jingming standing behind him at some point.

"grandfather!"

He turned around and rushed over, but he didn't expect to pass directly through Gu Jingming's body.

Only then did Gu Nanshan realize that Gu Jingming's body in front of him was emitting a faint white light, and Gu Jingming in front of him was just a ray of soul.

Gu Nanshan knelt on the ground in pain, sobbing softly.

Seeing his appearance, Gu Jingming was heartbroken, and he squatted down slowly, stroking Gu Nanshan's back with his hands: "They are all fathers soon, why do they still cry so much?"

However, Gu Nanshan's tears really couldn't be stopped no matter what, even if he kept wiping them, they still kept falling.

Gu Jingming glanced at him, then raised his eyes to look at the gloomy sky, and sighed: "Nanshan, it is Grandpa who is sorry for you and lost what was originally given to you."

He shook his head vigorously: "I don't care about those things, I only want grandpa, and I only want you to live!"

"Say something capricious." Gu Jingming sat beside him casually, and said softly, "People are born, old, sick and die. Grandpa has to leave when the time limit is up."

At this time, the wooden floor under Gu Nanshan was already wet.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Gu Jingming said to himself: "Don't be sad, you will go on a trip as a grandfather, but this time, you are going to a far, far place."

"Nanshan, you can take back everything that belongs to you, you can turn against those two people, you can take revenge, you can resent, but, promise grandpa, don't let hatred follow you for the rest of your life, vent your inner emotions, live a good life, grandpa is fine Wish, I just hope you can be happy."

After that, he turned his head to look at Gu Nanshan: "Can I promise Grandpa?"

Gu Nanshan buried his head deeply in his knees, and nodded when he heard Gu Jingming's words.

Gu Jingming smiled lightly, patted his buttocks and stood up, stretching his waist: "Nanshan, grandpa is leaving, come, say goodbye to grandpa."

Hearing this, Gu Nanshan quickly wiped his eyes, got up and looked at Gu Jingming reluctantly, after a while, his eyes were filled with tears again, and after a while, he finally managed to say: "Grandpa, goodbye."

Hearing this, Gu Jingming's eyes flashed with relief, and he raised his hand to touch his head: "Our Nanshan is really good."

The wind was still blowing, the incense was still burning, but Gu Jingming's soul disappeared completely in the mourning hall as if he had never been there before.

I don't know if he had dried up his tears, but after Gu Jingming left, Gu Nanshan stopped crying.

Burning paper, burning incense, and wiping the coffin for him in front of the mourning hall with a blank face.

It seems that he wants to make up for all the filial piety that has not been fulfilled.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sound of opening the door of the mourning hall, and Gu Nanshan looked up dully.

Yan Kuan came in from the outside.

Seeing Gu Nanshan inside, Yan Kuan was also taken aback, but soon he came back to his senses, hurriedly blocked the door with a latch, and ran into the mourning hall quickly.

"Master, why are you here?"

Seeing that Gu Nanshan was only burning the paper blankly, Yan Kuan stomped his feet anxiously: "Hurry up, they are coming,"

The word "they" made Gu Nanshan's eyes flash a wave, and a hint of hatred flashed through his eyes.

However, he didn't get up in a hurry, but continued to burn the paper: "Grandpa is gone, I will see him off for the last time."

Hearing this, Yan Kuan's eyes couldn't help turning red, he pressed his tears with his cuff sideways, took a deep breath, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, he turned to Gu Nanshan and said, "Master, although I know that some The words should not be said by a servant like me, but the matter has come to this point, and there is nothing to hide."

As if he mustered up his courage, he gritted his teeth and said, "My ancestor didn't die of illness."

Gu Nanshan glanced at him in astonishment, then lowered his head: "I know."

"You know?"

Gu Nanshan burned the last handful of gold ingots on his own: "There is not a single truth in the news report now. I guess it should be fabricated by Gu Yuan for the sake of inheritance. The so-called temporary change of doctor's order should also be forced by him. .”

"However, thank you for being willing to tell me this."

After all, it is Gu Yuan who is in charge of the family now, and if he wants to continue staying in the Gu family, he must obey his orders.

Yan Kuan's ability to defy Gu Yuan's protector shows that he has put Gu Jingming's interests ahead of his own.

Grandpa was right.

As soon as the contents of the brazier were finished burning, there was a burst of hearty laughter outside.

"Father, you are right. Those reporters are like fools. They believe everything we say. Next, as long as we prevent Gu Nanshan from coming back and act like a filial son for a few more days, those old men on the board of directors will definitely stand by us." Bian, when the time comes, the group will be ours."

"Your method is really good, but I'm sorry for the old man."

"What's your apology? The old man is not in good health. Even if we don't do anything, he won't live long."

Gu Nanshan's fists were crackling, his eyes were full of hatred.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of opening the door.

The door has been bolted by Yan Kuan from the inside just now, and no one outside can open it at all.

After opening it for a long time, Gu Yuan couldn't push the door open, a trace of irritability flashed in his eyes: "What's going on, who's inside?"

Gu Xiongwen rolled his eyes, as if thinking of something, he patted the door vigorously: "Yan Kuan, are you inside, open the door!"