What Xiao Cheng could think of, Bai Lu could also think of.
If there's something you don't understand, a single sentence is enough.
The officials are all cunning old foxes; even if the profits aren't confiscated, they will never share them equally with outsiders.
Moreover, Xiao Cheng's criminal record is enough to make both the legitimate and criminal worlds wary of him.
Cooperation is based on equal exchange. After obtaining information, we can cooperate if we can, and we can part ways if we cannot, without any loss to either party.
The joint participation of both parties in planning and action represents a deeper level of cooperation, which must be built on absolute trust.
With his long criminal record, Xiao Cheng was clearly not a trusted candidate by the authorities. The Criminal Investigation Brigade, which could anticipate and mitigate risks in advance, would not allow him to participate in plans and operations.
To gain trust and more benefits, you have to pay a price.
Bai Lu knew that Xiao Cheng's style of doing things was either not to do them at all, or when he did, he was quick, ruthless, and accurate.
Xiao Cheng would not be content with being at a mid-level, much less allow others to ride roughshod over him.
He was always the one who bowed down before others; there was never any possibility of him kneeling down and begging for mercy.
Despite the time and effort required to secure such a position, he would never back down.
Bai Lu didn't know what to say for a moment, so she nestled in his arms without saying a word.
The smell of medicine and blood mingled with her breath, crashing into her heart like a raging storm, causing her great discomfort.
Xiao Cheng rested his chin on the top of the girl's head and gently stroked her long hair with his large hand: "Don't worry, you'll be fully recovered in a couple of days."
"You'll be fully recovered in a couple of days? Do you think you're invincible?" Bai Lu angrily punched him.
Xiao Cheng cooperated and said, "It hurts."
Bai Lu didn't exert any force at all. She looked up from his arms with disbelief and blinked.
Do you want some painkillers?
Xiao Cheng felt that this painkiller... might not be very friendly, judging from her strange and cunning eyes.
I guess they want to give him another whack.
Or, other punishments.
“I want it,” he said.
Under Xiao Cheng's uneasy gaze, Bai Lu wrapped her arms around his neck and slowly traced her left hand down his neck to the edge of his wound.
As he sighed helplessly, "As expected," she suddenly leaned over and kissed him.
Then, to his surprised and stunned gaze, she nestled back into his arms, pursing her lips and secretly smiling.
Shang Chuyao said she had read a storybook where there was a scene where the male protagonist had surgery but no anesthesia, so he asked the female protagonist for a kiss as a painkiller.
It seems the effect is quite good.
"Very good." A comment fell from above, carrying a gentle, warm smile.
“But…” he paused.
A deep, slightly magnetic voice struck her eardrums: "Not enough."
Bai Lu didn't actually think her kiss could relieve the pain, because she hadn't hurt Xiao Cheng at all.
So now, they've finally realized they've shot themselves in the foot.
"Your wound has been dressed and cleaned. Remember not to get it wet, and be careful when you shower... Don't put the medical bandage on the wound anymore. It's easy to get an infection if you tear it off, and it's not good to keep it covered up all the time... Hmm..."
The topic was blocked before it could be successfully turned around.
Xiao Cheng would not let go of the painkillers, from asking for them with tenderness to asking for them with deep ruthlessness.
From the study to the bedroom, from a casual sip to complete fascination and addiction, she always leaves one wanting more.
Like poison corroding the heart, penetrating to the bone, impossible to remove, one willingly sinks into it.
...
The biological clock is most regulated during military training, making it memorable and unforgettable even after it ends.
When Bailu opened her eyes at the appointed time, she quickly got up as usual, only to be pinned down by a large hand around her waist.
"It's the weekend today."
The man's languid, tender voice echoed beside the bed, and with a slight pull, he scooped her back up.
Bai Lu paused for a moment, looked up at the dimly lit sky outside the window, and decided that she could stay in bed a little longer.
I closed my eyes and then opened them again in an instant.
"No! We have important business to attend to, Acheng, get up!"
Xiao Cheng didn't open his eyes: "What is it?"
"The Mid-Autumn Festival is in a few days. We're going to the mall to buy mooncakes, and before we go home, we'll visit the fruit factory to treat our brothers and sisters who are working hard there." Bai Lu forcefully pulled Xiao Cheng to his feet.
"Get up quickly, we agreed on this last night."
She even had the nerve to mention last night.
I fell asleep as soon as I got into bed.
He was more exhausted than someone who had traveled a long distance; even biting her wouldn't wake her, she only whimpered, "Stop it..."
She's a master at using someone else's own methods against them, making her both lovable and infuriating.
Xiao Cheng looked at the girl sitting in front of the dressing table tying her hair and unceremoniously hid her hair clip.
She searched for a long time.
There's a wonton shop downstairs in the apartment building.
When Bai Lu and Xiao Cheng arrived, the restaurant was already packed with people, with no empty seats, indicating that business was booming.
"What should we do? There are no seats left. It's all your fault. If you hadn't hidden the hair clip, we would have come down much earlier. If we had come down earlier, there would definitely have been seats."
Looking at the girl's sullen face, Xiao Cheng offered a reasonable suggestion: "Let's pack it up and take it home to eat."
By the time we finished eating and came downstairs, it was already so late!
He just doesn't like crowded places, but Bailu insists on taking him there.
"Who told him to hide the hair clip? 'There's a table ahead of us who paid their bill and left, let's go sit there.'"
The big boss had a dark expression on his face, and everything in his path seemed to retreat, as if he were in an empty place.
I've been living at school these past few days, and the White Dew solar term hasn't come out yet. I haven't had wontons in ages, and I miss them terribly.
They ate with great relish and were completely satisfied.
In stark contrast to Xiao Cheng, who was chewing wax with a dark expression, this drew curious and gossipy glances from those around them.
But gossip is destined to be short-lived, because Xiao Cheng chews on it very quickly, even if he's just chewing wax.
While the gossipy eyes were still admiring them, the beautiful couple had already finished their meal, paid the bill, and left.
A quiet environment is more suitable for studying, so schools are generally not built in bustling city centers. It is quite a distance to get to a city shopping mall by car.
Bai Lu wanted to take the bus, but that was impossible; Xiao Cheng simply hailed a taxi.
With the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, a tower of mooncakes has been set up in the most prominent location in the shopping mall.
Bai Lu led Xiao Cheng around the mooncake tower, selecting mooncakes that were fragrant and delicious and suited the tastes of the general public.
Expensive food isn't necessarily the best; the best food is what everyone enjoys and that conveys heartfelt sentiment.
Ideally, it should have a touch of hometown flavor.
"Brother Cheng, what a coincidence, are you here to buy mooncakes too?" A gentle and melodious voice rang out from ahead.
"Um."
Cheng Ge still adheres to the same one-word truth.
Despite the fact that the woman opposite him was an intellectual and elegant beauty with a smile that was more beautiful than anyone else in the world, he didn't say much.
After responding to the greeting, I continued looking at the mooncakes.
Bai Lu and Yun Ruolin were left sizing each other up in silence, their smiles as bright as the sun.
It's as if it's etched onto their faces.
"Are you going to buy a lot of mooncakes?" Yun Ruolin asked casually.
Bai Lu smiled convincingly: "That's right, we're going to buy a lot of mooncakes. Do you know any mooncake manufacturers who can give us a friendly price?"
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