There's a point in the team

Xing Zui stared at the familiar face in the photo, the temperature on his face was gradually receding...

"The puppy in this photo...is that you?"

The criminal asked with a calm face, but his heart seemed to have overturned the seasoning box, with mixed flavors.

Knowingly asking the question, he actually already had the answer in his heart, but he couldn't find an emotion to show on his face for a moment, so he deliberately asked this sentence, as if to spare a moment for his own mood to buffer...

Looking at the immature face of Xiao Shitou in the photo.

——Why should he be surprised?surprise?Or angry?

No matter which word it is, it seems pale and weak when it is taken out at this time.

Qingming rested her head on his broad shoulders, the fire fueled by passion | desire burned all the way to the base of her neck, and the blood rushed to her head, which did not fade for a long time.He said quietly:

"Will you talk... how? Was I very kawaii when I was a kid?"

A rush of blood surged into his heart, fighting between his teeth, Xing Gui had the urge to blow his head off!After careful consideration, but really reluctant, I could only suppress the unbridled anger in my heart, and smiled embarrassingly:

"Cute as hell..."

Obviously a poisonous sweet talk.

Xing Zui tightened his hands around Qing Ming's body calmly, and a complex emotion swelled in his chest, like hot magma surging underground, ready to go, and might burst the flesh of his chest at any time. Burn this rare treasure in his arms.He has always been too deep in his thoughts and thought he would lose control, but at this moment there is a strong blood in his eyes, and he doesn't even know that he is too strong.

In such a short few tens of seconds, Xing Zuo's inner world has undergone earth-shaking changes, while Qing Ming is so relaxed in his arms, not knowing what he is thinking, and completely unaware of his reaction.It wasn't until a suffocation stimulated her senses that Qingming realized it later.

"Brother, take it easy, I'm almost out of breath..."

Xing Gui remained unmoved, only then did Qingming feel the strong sense of oppression shrouded in the sky above his head.

"Ahem...Are you trying to murder your husband? You didn't strangle me to death if you hugged me tightly. Besides...Are you going to just hug me like this?"

Qingming's tone was flat, and he, who was obsessed with sex, pecked lightly on Xing Zui's chest.

Criminal crimes are clearly out of interest, and he usually wears the skin of a gentleman, and he has worked hard every time in bed, and he is unmoved by Qingming's teasing.Even though the lower body is still high-spirited at this time, it is only suppressing the physical desire.Xing Zui is not a creature that thinks from the bottom half of his body, he understands his state of mind at this moment-is Qingming playing with him with amnesia?

"Stop it"

Qingming was disturbed by his abnormal indifference today, Xing Zui's eyes were no longer the soft color just now, but changed into a coldness at some point, did those eyes want to stare at his own face? ?

Qingming, who was originally hiding it, was obviously a little guilty by his sharp gaze, and secretly terrified.

"...What's wrong?"

Criminal frowned and asked tentatively, "When were these photos taken?"

Qingming is like a two-zhang monk, "When I was seven or eight years old, it was all my mother's masterpiece. The pixels were not high, and it was all supported by my foundation."

Xing Zui asked further: "Why are there no photos from when I was five or six years old?"

"That meeting was too young to remember, I don't remember."

He does not mean that.

Criminal eyes tightened, "I don't remember..."

Seeing that his face darkened a bit, Qingming restored all the details in his mind just now, trying to find out the reason for the sudden abnormality of the crime.Responding on his mouth: "Well, I guess there are..." He said, he took a deep breath, and continued:

"In my memory, when my mother was still there, she followed me with her camera all day long, but..." Qingming stopped speaking suddenly, and a trace of imperceptible pain flashed across his face, which was fleeting. Covered with a touch of regret:

"It's probably been too long, and many photos have been lost, so just keep these, you can just make do with it."

Xing Zui had a panoramic view of all the expressions on his face, and every blink of Qingming, he could convert it into slow motion in his heart and analyze it for a long time.

"Besides, there isn't a 'mature version' of Qingming in front of me, why are you thinking about Xiaoming?"

After finishing speaking, Qingming's expression froze suddenly, and then he raised his eyelids, squinted slightly, and looked at Xing Zui's face again.

Qingming suddenly realized that in the short conversation between the two just now, Xing Gui repeatedly mentioned photos, and it seemed that he had some kind of attachment to his own photos.

The two had their own ghosts, and under each other's overly probing gazes, a tug-of-war of "staring and small eyes" began... In the end, it was Xingguo who took the lead in breaking the weird peaceful atmosphere, and stretched out his hand towards Qingming and frowned slightly. There was a light flick between the eyebrows.

"what to see"

Criminal raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "I'm going back to Dangcheng tomorrow morning, go to sleep."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Qingming's reaction, he picked up the clothes thrown on the ground by the two of them in the passion just now, shook off the dust, and dressed Qingming, his movements were very gentle, but he no longer looked at him.

Qingming looked bewildered.

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Although the two were lying on the same bed, they had their own concerns and pretended to sleep without saying a word.This is the first "cold war" since the two were together.Rather than saying it was a cold war between the two, it would be better to say that it was a unilateral conjecture of the crime.

At this time, he was lying on his back, with one arm pillowed behind his head in a manly manner, his deep eyes mixed with the air in the room, hiding in the darkness.

Recalling that he took Qingming to the "Starlight Homeland" before, all his reactions at that time are still vivid in his mind-obviously, the Starlight Homeland is a new continent for Qingming.Including when she mentioned "Little Stone" in front of him, Qingming behaved like a bystander at that time.

Not a party?

There are only two possibilities.

First, blindly admitting the wrong person.Criminal crime directly rejected this possibility in his heart.

That face occupied his entire youth.Even though he hadn't seen him for decades, even if he was just looking at an old photo, the memory of him and Xiaoshi was imprinted in his body when he was young, and as the years passed, it was entangled with the meridians and took root in his body. In the flesh and blood, grow together with him.At this moment, the face that would only exist in the memory suddenly became a real thing, reflected in the eyes, causing Xing Zuo to have an illusion... the meridians of the whole body seemed to be pulled by a cruel hand All of a sudden, my whole body hurts.

"I don't remember..." These words were like a poisonous thorn, piercing | deeply into his heart.

Second: Qingming pretends not to know herself.As for the reason, the crime is unknown.

If Qingming has been acting all the time, it would be an insult to call him the best actor in Houston.But Qingming's reaction was obviously a slap in the face, and the possibility of this is also very slim.

If the above two points are not guessed correctly, then there is only the last possibility - Qingming forgot that memory, forgot the Starlight Homeland, and forgot a boy named "Xiaofei".

Just like Qingming said: "That meeting was too young to remember, I don't remember."

Criminal crime was once again stabbed in the heart by this sentence.

If the little stone is not Qingming, then this sentence is irrelevant to the crime, it is just a simple dialogue composed of a few ordinary Chinese characters.However, Qingming is a small stone, but it is not the small stone that he was back then.

Reality and cruelty can always come together, and Xing Zui smiled wryly in his heart... To be honest, he would rather Qingming be Qingming.

Xing Zui pulled out his arm, and pulled Qing Ming, who was lying on the side with his back to him, into his arms.It doesn't matter whether he is asleep or not, in fact, he knows that Qingming is not asleep just like himself.

Seeing his sudden movement, Qingming, who was thinking about something, was terrified all over his body.Putting his head on Xing Zui's chest, he blinked and asked:

"Brother?"

"Ah."

"You scared me..."

Xing Zui put his other hand on his back calmly, patting rhythmically as if coaxing a child.

"Brother?"

"Ah."

Qingming's Adam's apple moved up and down, "Do you... have something to say to me?"

Xing Zui said in a deep voice: "No, it's just that there are some things I can't figure out."

"What's the matter?" Qingming slowed down her breathing.

Xing Zui was silent for a few seconds, and when he was about to speak, Qing Ming's cell phone rang untimely, tearing up the moment of tranquility.He immediately got up from the criminal's arms, turned on the bedside lamp, took the mobile phone and looked at the caller ID on it, his eyes sank obviously.Then he looked at the crime calmly:

"Brother, I'm going out to answer the phone, you sleep first."

Xing Zui nodded, "Put on some clothes, don't catch a cold."

Qingming simply put on his coat and walked out of the room.A few minutes later, when Qingming returned to the room again, he saw that Xing Zui had his eyes closed, thinking that he had fallen asleep, so he lightly lay back on the bed.As a result, as soon as he lay down, the same crime was repeated, and he was pulled into his arms again.

"It's so late, who's calling?"

Qingming didn't think too much, and said a name: "Qinglang, he has something to ask me to find him tomorrow."

Criminal still closed his eyes and remained silent.Just when Qingming thought he would ask something inquisitively, unexpectedly, Xing Zui didn't ask any more questions, but just told himself to go to bed early.

Lying in Xing Zui's arms, Qingming was hypnotized by the warmth of his body, and her breathing quickly became even.

The two got up early the next day, and since they had to return to the office before nine o'clock, the crime did not waste time, so they drove away by themselves.However, before the car got on the expressway, he veered in a different direction, turned around and headed straight for the villa.

In the car, he dialed Cui Jingfeng's phone number,

"Hey Fengzi, I'm not in the city today, call me anytime if you need anything."

When he returned to the villa, Qingming had already gone out.He Haide was trimming the wintersweet in the garden, saw him come back, thought he had dropped something.

The crime is straightforward, straight to the point:

"Uncle De, can I ask a question?"

He Haide stopped what he was doing, and said kindly: "If you have any questions, just ask them directly, don't be polite to me."

The criminal tone became serious. "Qingming is not the biological son of old president Qingming, is he?"

He Haide's heart trembled violently, he raised his head in astonishment, "Who did you listen to say this?"

Xing Gui didn't answer, but he could see the desired answer from He Haide's expression.It is also an answer that has long been expected.

Seeing that he didn't speak, He Haide suddenly had a terrible idea in his heart. The scissors slipped from his hands. He Haide bent his legs and was about to kneel on the ground...but he was stopped by criminals before his knees touched the ground .

"Xiao Xing, Uncle De begs you, I beg you, old man, no matter where you heard this, please don't let the young master know."

Sure enough, Qingming didn't know her own life experience.

Xing Zui felt cold, he helped He Haide up, "I won't say..."

"But he'll find out sooner or later..."