When Mingzhe asked He Qing to check whether he moved the woman at first, He Qing refused, but couldn't bear to be curious, and finally, with red eyes, touched it gently and slowly.

At first, the thing was soft, and later it became swollen after touching his hand.

The teenager widened his eyes, nervous and timidly wanting to withdraw his hand, but was grabbed by the man's long, slender hand, and Ming Zhe whispered softly in his ear, "A Qing, did you check it?"

He Qing's face burst into red, "How to check this."

He has lost his temper by the previous kiss, and his voice has softened, especially now that when he looks at the man with ripples in his eyes, he can't help but lean down to kiss.

When the inspection was over, He Qing was crying and yelling not to inspect.

It was already night when they came back. The thirty-five-year-old man was so excited that the young man could not resist it. When the next day was bright, He Qing had already cried and murmured, and he hugged him pitifully. Man's hand.

"I am sleepy……"

Mingzhe actually wanted to continue, but when he saw the young man's eyes in horror and cowardice, his heart softened and he bowed his head and kissed him.

"Good boy, go to sleep, your uncle won't move you."

He Qing, who was always tense, only relaxed after hearing this sentence. He slowly closed his eyes softly, sobbing and falling asleep.

The man got up and took out the ointment that had been prepared long ago to help him want to smear him.

The teenager who had just fallen asleep was frowning, grieved with grievances, and hid back, "No, I don't need it."

"Good boy, it's just medicine."

As Mingzhe coaxed, he gently helped him get the medicine. The cool ointment touched the redness and swelling. The person in sleep also felt comfortable. He no longer evaded. He grieved and grievously re-indented the man’s arms. in.

Mingzhe hugged the teenager, and only felt that his heart was hot, and finally got his baby, how unreasonable is it.

So although he didn't sleep all night, he didn't feel sleepy. He sat next to the teenager with a smile on his lips and started to deal with the company's affairs.

He Qing slept deeply, and seemed to be uneasy. He still hummed from time to time. At this time, Mingzhe would put down the documents in his hand and coaxed it softly, and then watched the teenager continue to sleep soundly before resuming. Start office.

He looked at the documents for a while, and looked down at the teenagers, looked at the documents, and looked at the teenagers.

Just when the sky was dark from Tianmengmengliang, the housekeeper could no longer hold back to knock on the door to let them go down to dinner, then Mingzhe called him.

He Qing was sleeping deeply, her pretty little face was red, and she looked so cute. The man called him softly, "A Qing..."

The teenager did not move, but his eyebrows deepened.

"A Qing, get up and eat."

Although he didn't really want to interrupt him to sleep, he thought that He Qing hadn't eaten anything from last night to now, and the man's voice softened a little, coaxing him gently.

"Do you want your uncle to bring the meal up, and you continue to sleep after eating?"

He finished, but got no response.

Mingzhe paused, looking at the young boy's closed eyes, and suddenly a bad hunch rose in his heart. His slender hand stretched out and fell gently on He Qing's forehead.

It's hot.

I have a fever.

The man stood up sharply, pushed the door open and said quickly, "Go and call Dr. Bai."

When Dr. Bai rushed over, Ming Zhezheng was blaming himself and worried, sitting beside the teenager's bed and changing the towel on his forehead.

Seeing him like this, Dr. Bai felt a little angry in his heart, and stepped forward to open the medicine chest. "Come, let me check."

"Don't you tell you? A Qing is not in good health, especially during this season change, you must stare firmly, or else..."

His nagging voice came to a halt after seeing the delicate collarbone of the teenager.

He Qing's collarbone is very beautiful, like butterfly wings, delicate and beautiful, but at the moment fair skin, there are several ambiguous kiss marks printed on it.

The most important thing is that those mottled traces meander down and get caught in the clothes, but you can imagine how many landscapes are printed inside.

Dr. Bai is not the kind of old man who doesn't understand anything. He has been seeing doctors for power. Those who shouldn't see the sun, he sees more and sees more.

But he never thought that such a thing would happen to He Qing who was held in the palm of Mingzhe.

For Doctor Bai who grew up watching the teenager, it was no less than a thunderbolt on the sunny day, and his face was almost immediately irritated with anger. He was shaking and looked at the man.

"who is it?"

He would love other answers from Mingzhe.

For example, A Qing grew up and has someone she likes, and that person happens to be a possessive.

But in the end, the man took the boy's hand and his voice was full of firmness, "I and A Qing are together."

The housekeeper hurriedly walked to the door with the chicken soup requested by Dr. Bai. He was about to go in, but heard the voice of the old man's anger coming from inside.

"I beat you to death!!!"

He was shocked in his heart and hurriedly pushed in. When he saw what he saw, it was the old man with a white beard holding a cane in his hand and hitting the man. Mingzhe was motionless and let him beat him.

"Dr. Bai, what are you doing, sir, are you okay!"

The butler was startled and hurried up to stop the old man.

"He was raised from childhood!!!" Doctor Bai's whole body was shaking, he tremblingly leaned on a cane and pointed at the man, "You, are you worthy of his parents?"

"Are you worthy of Zhiwen!"

"Eh, eh, Doctor Bai, don't fight, don't fight."

The butler didn't know what the situation was, so he could stop it as much as possible. He was anxious, worried and helpless, but he was wise and unavoidable, so he let the cane stop him with all kinds of crutches.

"Beat! Kill you!"

The teenager was uncomfortable, but the old man shouted angrily in his ear. He frowned and opened his eyes discontentedly, thinking in his small head why the uncle didn't drive the noisy guy away.

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw that Dr. Bai was hitting the man with his cane. He was surprised, and he sat up conditionedly to protect the man.

"Grandpa Bai, what are you doing!!"

The teenager turned anxiously and anxiously to check the wound on the man's body. A small face was full of worry, "Are you uncle, are you okay? Does it hurt?"

Doctor Bai's eyes widened, "A Qing, what are you doing!"

It’s okay not to hear his voice. As soon as he heard his voice, the teenager couldn’t help but get angry. He turned his head violently and asked, “I’m going to ask you what you are doing! Why do you want to fight?” uncle!"

"He He……"

Dr. Bai was angrily speechless by this little boy in the den, holding back for a long time, holding out a sentence, "You still know that he is your uncle!"

"You ask him what he has done! You are so young, he is a crime like this!!!"

With that, he raised his crutches angrily, "A Qing, you were stopped by me, let me beat him up and send him to prison!"

"I'm not small anymore!!"

When he heard that Mingzhe was going to be sent to prison, the angry teenager had just exploded. He also reflected what Dr. Bai said at the moment, and he hurriedly retorted.

"I am eighteen years old and grown up. I know what I am doing!"

"You know what you know, give me back!"

If you encounter this kind of thing in someone else's house, Dr. Bai may think it's gone, but He Qing is different!

The child grew up watching him, so obedient and so obedient, in his heart, it was almost like his own grandson.

He is so young, he knows what he must have taught him!

Thinking about it in his heart, Doctor Bai rushed over aimlessly.

Then, under the watchful eye of the young man, because he was too angry to soften his foot, he almost did not fall, but the housekeeper helped him in time.

Mingzhe, who had been silent and allowed him to fight, saw that the young man was trembling and his whole body was shaking, but still insisting on protecting him, his eyes softened.

He stood up slowly and said softly, "Dr. Bai, let's go out and say."

Don't be here, scared A Qing.

Under the worried eyes of the teenager, the man reached out and touched his head, coaxing softly, "It's okay, I will come back immediately."

"Well." The young boy responded obediently, and gave a pair of beautiful eyes to look at Doctor Bai with vigilance.

The old man who had just been lifted up suddenly choked, this little unconscience, he is not for him like this!

Angrily shook off the housekeeper to hold his hand, and Dr. Bai took the lead out.

In the sight of the teenager, Mingzhe also went out.

Although the housekeeper still didn't understand what they were arguing about, he saw the boy's pitiful look covering his waist with a bitter face, and quickly put himself over the chicken soup on the table beside the door.

"Master, drink soup."

Doctor Bai and Mingzhe talked quite quickly. After the teenager slowly sipped the soup, the two returned.

This time, Dr. Bai did not shout at Mingzhe again, of course, his attitude was not much better.

After a simple diagnosis, he opened the prescription expressionlessly.

"Don't shoot in next time."

After talking, seeing the boy blush, he looked at the man shyly and timidly. The old man who had almost lost his teeth only felt his false teeth hurt.

He sneered at Mingzhe and said, "Go out, I have to check."

The man touched the teenager's head and went straight out.

The teenager looked at Dr. Bai complicitly, "Where to check?"

"A Qing..."

Dr. Bai looked at him seriously, "Is that the old and disrespectful man pushing you?"

"what?"

The boy was stunned for a while before he responded that he was talking about Mingzhe, and he suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, "Grandpa Bai, uncle is only thirty-five years old."

"Yeah, you are only eighteen." Dr. Bai responded coolly.

"Let's say, is he really forcing you? If it is, you can rest assured that I will be able to save..."

"No." He Qing was a bit crying and laughing, and a little touched. He raised his mouth happily and whispered, "I like Uncle's."

He spoke to the old man for the first time, "I grew up spoiled by my uncle. I can't imagine what it would be like to leave him."

After talking, the teenager showed a soft smile that made Dr. Bai's dentures even more painful, "I really like him."

Doctor Bai: "..."

He stood up expressionless, hearing his numb voice saying, "I regret telling me."

No, he still believes.

It must be that Ming Zhe kidnapped the teenager.

definitely is!

Even if Mingzhe said he would transfer all industries to He Qing's name, that would be abduction!

He must live long and long, looking at the poor, brainwashed little Aqing, so that when he is bullied, there is not even a person who comes out to support him.

Dr. Bai walked out of the door, and the man stood by the door, but there was a silly smile on a handsome face.

A Qing said, I really like him.

Turns out, did A Qing like him so much?

The man tried hard to restrain the smile that could not help but lifted up, and slowly walked in. The teenager was looking at something in his clothes. When he came in, he smiled softly at him.

"Uncle, help me apply the medicine, I can't reach it."

"it is good."

Mingzhe had just been beaten by crutches, was drugged again last night, and was beaten by a teenager, and now he was in pain all over his body.

He felt very relaxed, sitting next to the teenager with a smile, a little bit of medicine under his trusted eyes.

The years are good on both sides, and Song Chuanjin is not so good on the other side.

He looked at the two police officers who came in, and with a gentle smile on his lips, he slowly lowered his pen.

As long as the little boy left his life, he should have known such a day.

When he went to the car, the couple was really happy when they looked at him with horrified eyes.

When the little boy was born, when did the man look at him.

Even now, when his life is in danger, he still protects the little fat man in his arms.

"Chuanjin, save..."

Under the man's begging eyes, Song Chuanjin slowly took out the lighter.

This is the section he carefully selected for the couple. The vehicles are scarce and there is no monitoring. The car has started to leak oil, which is beyond his expectations.

Although I have already prepared myself to do it myself, the car is quite good.

Song Chuanjin Junxiu's face is still a gentle smile, he said, "Father, go all the way."

The woman could not move, she could not speak, so she could only look at him with those ugly eyes. After he said this, the woman's anxious and worried eyes fell on being hugged by the man Children.

Are you worried about him?

Don't want your child to die?

Have you ever thought about this moment when you take away everything from other people's children step by step?

Song Chuanjin was not afraid of fear, but only excited, excited, and finally trapped these two disgusting guys here.

They were about to die, and they took the obscure little boy. Later, the Song family was still his!

The smile on the lips gradually widened, and Song Chuanjin moved the lighter, deliberately moved to the **** boy under the frightened sight of the two.

"Or, start with him?"

"no no……"

The man struggled to protect the boy, vaguely pleading.

Yes, he is a father, he wants to protect his children!

The smile on Song Chuanjin's face fell for the first time. He looked at the man coldly and dropped the lighter.

The flame burned slowly.

However, this man forgot, he is not a father, or Song Chuanjin!

He stepped back slowly, stepping back to the back step by step under the eyes of the two.

The child in the man's arms moved, and his face was full of blood, but his eyes were full of desire to survive.

"Got... Got..."

He didn't want to die, so he only begged to the murderer.

Song Chuanjin's footsteps froze.

The little cub has been unable to speak clearly, but is struggling, calling him, "Get, get..."

A Qing, shouted at him like this.

Song Chuanjin looked at the boy through the car window, and the obese facial features were a bit similar to the teenager.

A Qing, A Qing...

He quickly stepped forward and hugged the boy out with both hands.

Under the sigh of relief of the man, he hugged the fat child and ran away.

"boom!!"

The sound of the car exploding came, Song Chuanjin stood expressionless in the distance, holding the boy's hand in his hands and never relaxed.

It is too late to put people back now.

So be it.

Anyway, he bleed so much blood and he couldn't save it.

"No regrets."

Song Chuanjin looked at the anxious teenager across the glass window, and when he saw his doubts, he slowly put down the phone.

He Qing doesn't believe that his gentle and cousin-like cousin will kill, and the killer is still his aunt and uncle.

He asked Song Chuanjin anxiously, telling him that as long as he said he didn't kill, he would find the best lawyer to help him.

But in the end, the man who grew up with him stared at him for a while, left these three words, and left the window.

"Brother!!! Brother!!!"

The young man was anxious and helpless. He couldn’t believe it. It was Song Chuanjin who killed the family.

Song Chuanjin was wearing shackles in his hand. He turned his head to look at the young boy. He saw the worry and helplessness in his eyes, and suddenly smiled at He Qing.

Gentle, sincere, and smiling.

He knew that He Qing could not hear himself, but he said it anyway.

"A Qing, I love you, and I'm sorry."

I'm sorry I wanted to use you, and I'm sorry, in this way, I want to separate your happiness.

I'm sorry you have always believed, whether it was before or now.

【Ding! Song Chuanjin's favor: 99】

Watching his back completely disappeared, the teenager dropped his hand in a state of sadness.

[According to my experience, this is only available after his death. 】

He Qing left here and begged Mingzhe to help him.

Of course, because Song Chuanjin confessed to the murder, even if Mingzhe intervened, he was only sentenced to life imprisonment, and the death penalty was not immediately executed.

He Qing is very sad and sad.

[System, it seems that I have to stay in this world until Song Chuanjin is dead, do you have anything to say? 】

System: [No. 】

After Mingzhe announced that he was with He Qing and received the certificate, Dr. Bai had been conscientiously alive.

He vowed to help He Qing after he was abandoned.

Until Dr. Bai died, Mingzhe took He Qing to worship at his tomb. He didn't wait until the day when he was so powerful.

As promised by Ming Zhe and Dr. Bai, he pampered the lover who was 18 years younger than he could.

It also made others envious for a long time.

Although He Qing was younger than Mingzhe, he was in poor health. Although he was spoiled and carefree, he left in his fifties.

On the day after he left, the obviously healthy man also followed.

The two were buried together and all property was donated to the country.

【Ding! Song Chuanjin favors: 100, please host out of the world. 】

He Qing opened his eyes and saw that a group of people were holding wine glasses to toast each other. He had a terrible headache, so he had to lean on and lean on the side.

"Mr. He? Are you okay?"

Seeing the man beside him, he asked with a low head of concern.

He Qing frowned and shook his head gently, "It's okay, just drinking too much."

After talking, he rubbed his eyebrows and stood straight again with a cold face. The straight spine made it impossible to see how uncomfortable he was.

A glance at the man with concern in his side, He Qing Ruo Rushuang.