Chapter 28 I'm Ready

Liang Pin's crying gradually became weaker, his tears soaked the pillow, and he finally fell asleep after crying himself to exhaustion. Lan Song listened to the crying slowly disappearing, feeling mixed emotions in his heart, but he did not do anything to disturb him.

A Lansong slowly looked away and looked out the window. The dim moonlight pouring in from the window was reflected in the man's eyes, and his heart was filled with an indescribable complex emotion. He gently got up and sat down on the bed, staring quietly at Liang Pin's tear-stained, exhausted face, his eyes intertwined with heartache, anger, unwillingness, and a twisted possessiveness.

After a long while, the man slowly spoke, his voice was low and soft, but it seemed to carry a kind of morbid obsession, and he murmured to himself: "You are mine, you can only be mine."

The night was as dark as water, and Liang Pin was awakened by the smell of rice. At this time, Alan Song had just served dinner and left the table. Liang Pin looked at the man with moving eyes and complicated feelings.

"Song...Brother Song." Liang Pin called out Alan Song cautiously.

"Um."

Liang Pin raised his eyes cautiously and saw that A Lansong looked calm, as calm as usual. His tightly gripped heart finally relaxed a little, as if the rope that had been tightening around his throat had loosened a little, allowing him to breathe smoothly. He put on his slippers, walked to the dining table, sat down, and started to eat the delicious dinner.

After a long while, the man opened his thin lips and asked without a trace of warmth in his voice, "Have you made up your mind?" His face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were like cold iron as he stared straight at Liang Pin. The air around him seemed to freeze because of his sudden cold aura.

The tone was like a cold winter wind, whistling through the silent space and straight into Liang Pin's ears.

Liang Pin's body trembled slightly, and his hands unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes. After a moment's hesitation, he stammered timidly in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "...I won't go." There was a hint of uneasiness and determination in the weak voice, which echoed softly in the quiet atmosphere, like a small stone thrown into a calm lake, causing circles of tiny but clear ripples.

Lan Song slowly approached Liang Pin's ear and spoke in a deep and stubborn voice: "You're not leaving? From this moment on, you are mine. You must be obedient, little thing."

“.....Yeah.” Liang Pinxin trembled slightly, lowered his eyes and answered obediently.

I really didn't want to leave Song Ge, but I felt a little scared. Liang Pin thought

As Alan Song looked at Liang Pin who responded obediently, his mind moved slightly, and there was a faint undercurrent in his eyes. The hot emotions that he had tried hard to restrain gradually surged up.

"You won't betray me, right?" Lan Song suppressed his emotions and asked coldly.

The man's voice was low and hoarse, and he tried hard to suppress the surging desire. There was a hint of danger in his cold tone, as if all the passion and madness were about to pour out in the next second.

"Of course...Brother Song, what's wrong with you?" Liang Pin's tone was full of worry.

"Then you should get ready after dinner. I'll go take a shower first."

......?

What does it mean? Is it what I thought it meant? What's going on? I'd better run away.

Liang Pin bent over and stood on tiptoe, like a thief on a secret mission, afraid to make any noise. He finally reached the door, and when his hand lightly touched the cold door handle, his heart instantly rose to his throat.

When my hand touched the door handle, the scenes with the man suddenly flashed through my mind, and my feet seemed to be frozen in place, and I hesitated for a moment before pressing the door handle.

It's only a matter of time, and I really like it, so why should I run? Although Song Ge was a little scary just now, I can feel that Song Ge doesn't want to hurt me, otherwise he would definitely not care about my thoughts, um! No running.

Liang Pin was filled with thoughts. He let go of the door handle and sneaked back upstairs.

At this moment, Alan Song, who was in the bathroom, was watching the surveillance video on his mobile phone with his fists clenched. When he saw Liang Pin returning the same way, his expression softened a bit.

Little thing, don't even think about running away in this life!

......

After taking a shower, Alan Song looked at Liang Pin lying on the bed, curled up like a well-behaved kitten, and raised his hand to fiddle with the cute Song Ge doll that looked somewhat like himself. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly uncontrollably, but when he realized something, his face immediately returned to its cold expression. He tightened the bath towel around his body with an indifferent expression and walked towards the bed step by step. Every step was carried out with a deliberate calmness, but the slightly trembling fingertips exposed the man's complicated emotions at this moment.

Liang Pin inadvertently raised his eyes and happened to see Alan Song walking towards him slowly in a bath towel. The muscular lines and stern face faintly visible under the bath towel made his heart suddenly "skip". In an instant, he jumped up from the bed like a frightened rabbit, his face full of panic and helplessness.

"Song...Song...Brother Song, I-I'm going to take a shower too." He was so nervous that his tongue seemed to be tied. After a long time, he managed to force out these words. He didn't dare to look at Aransong's expression at all. He passed by him like a gust of wind and ran towards the bathroom as if there was some ferocious beast chasing him from behind. Only a series of hurried footsteps echoed in the room.

A Lansong stood where he was, watching Liang Pin's back as he hurried towards the bathroom without trying to stop him. However, there was a hint of imperceptible disappointment in his eyes.

He turned around slowly and walked to the bed with heavy steps. He gently lifted a corner of the quilt, slowly lay down, and then adjusted his posture to lean against the head of the bed comfortably.

When his eyes touched the Songge doll on the bed, they paused slightly, and his eyes revealed a complex emotion. His slender fingers gently picked up the doll and held it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully. His thoughts involuntarily drifted back to that day. Because of his own misunderstanding, Liang Pin stayed in the heavy rain for a long time, and was finally soaked by the cold rain and developed a high fever.

This doll was made by Liang Pin after he stayed up all night that day, and was given to him as a token of love with all his heart. Thinking of this, Alan Song felt an indescribable sadness and helplessness in his heart, and his fingers tightened unconsciously, holding the doll tightly in his hand, as if he could grasp that precious feeling in this way.

Could it be...that I misunderstood this time too?

Impossible, I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be fake? Could it be that there are two Liang Pins in the world?

But...the two men in black beside Wei Yijue look very similar.

Never mind, just let it be the past.

Alan Song took a deep breath, as if to expel all the troubles in his heart. He shook his head slowly, trying to get rid of those unbearable pictures and his own messy guesses from his mind.

The moment Liang Pin made it clear that he wanted to stay, Alan Song swore in his heart that it no longer mattered whether the scene really happened or was just a misunderstanding caused by his own groundless imagination.

From now on, everything will be reset to zero, as if that incident had never happened. He will start over with Liang Pin and hide Liang Pin in his villa. That thing belongs to him, only to him, and from now on it can only be his little thing! Alan Song thought obsessively.

Meanwhile, behind the closed bathroom door, Liang Pin had already finished his shower. The warm water vapor condensed into fine water droplets on the mirror, blurring his face and seeming to reflect his confused and misty state of mind. He grasped the edge of the sink tightly with both hands, his knuckles slightly whitened from the force, and his lowered eyes were full of entanglement and anxiety.

In fact, he had been in this small space for a long time, repeatedly cheering himself up in his heart, trying to muster up the courage to face what was about to happen. Every deep breath he took made his heart beat faster and his cheeks more and more hot.

I've already thought about it, no worries! Go!

Liang Pin finally pressed down the door handle of the bathroom slowly. With trepidation in his heart, he walked towards the bed step by step. Liang Pin stood by the bed wrapped in a bath towel, trembling slightly.

He sat down gently on the bed, and then slowly lay down on his side. He closed his eyes tightly, and his hands unconsciously grasped the corners of the quilt, trying to calm his nervous emotions. However, the panic in his heart was like a tide, one wave after another, and it was difficult to calm down. His nervous heart seemed to jump to his throat.

Anyway, I have already thought about it. Liang Pin secretly encouraged himself again. Thinking back to Alan Song's stubborn and bloodshot eyes, Liang Pin felt a little distressed. What happened to Brother Song?

Thinking of this, Liang Pin took a deep breath, as if summoning up all his courage, and slowly approached Alison. His movements were gentle and cautious, and he gently slipped into the man's hot embrace.

At this time, Liang Pin's cheeks had already been dyed red with shame. He pursed his lips slightly, pressed tightly against the man, hesitated for a long time, and then whispered in a voice as light as a mosquito: "Song...Brother, I, I'm ready..."

Liang Pin's voice was filled with a hint of tension and anticipation, floating gently in this quiet atmosphere, like a soft feather, stirring the heartstrings of the two people.

Aranematsu, who wanted to pretend to be asleep, heard the little thing in his arms say those soft and cute words. His heart suddenly started beating violently and his adrenaline surged, instantly overwhelmed all his reason and restraint.

Almost subconsciously, the man turned over and pressed Liang Pin tightly under him. His eyes were burning with affection, desire and a hint of inexplicable panic.

At this moment, the man just wanted to hug this person who made his heart beat fast in his arms, integrate her into his own blood and life, and express his unspeakable love and possession in his own way, so that Liang Pin would belong to him completely and totally.

......

It was a wonderful night, with sweetness and warmth filling the air. Liang Pin, who was tired after a night of sleep, did not have the energy to speak in the morning. He just felt sore and weak all over, especially in his lower body, which was particularly sore and swollen. On the other hand, Alan Song was refreshed and in a good mood, he stretched his waist lazily.

The little thing tastes really sweet.

All the bad emotions were swept away, and the little thing belonged to him, forever.

Alan Song specially hired a very professional housekeeper online with complete information to manage the daily life of the villa, who could take care of Liang Pin's daily life when he went to work.

The man put on his suit, leaned over to Liang Pin who was still lying on the bed, gently pinched his red ear, leaned in and chuckled, "Little thing, I know you're awake. If you have anything, you can go to Butler Zhao. I have to go to the company today."

Feeling the man's cool and pleasant pine scent blowing against his nose, a low and slightly smiling voice reached Liang Pin's ears. Liang Pin closed his eyes and slowly pulled the quilt up with both hands to cover his head.

A Lansong looked at Liang Pin's little action and couldn't help but curled his lips and shook his head.

If Vergil hadn't come today, I really wouldn't want to leave Xiaodong even a step.

Since the last discussion with Vergil about cooperation, the products jointly produced with Vergil Jewelry Store have been selling well and both parties have made a lot of money. This time, Vergil came to Aramatsu specifically to talk about it.

A city street six star hotel private room

Vergil's Mandarin became much more fluent and he no longer had an interpreter with him. When he saw Alansong coming, he warmly invited him to take a seat.

"Mr. Aramatsu, working with you is the best thing I have ever done. I have to thank Victoria for that."

"You're welcome, Mr. Vergil. How do you thank Victoria?"

"It was Mr. Victoria who saw the live broadcast and persuaded me to come."

"Then I also have to thank Mr. Victoria for allowing us to have such a pleasant cooperation." Aranematsu said with a smile.

"By the way, Mr. Aranematsu, to tell you the truth, Victoria has a batch of raw materials that are colorless and odorless. Adding them to food can enhance the taste of the product. I have tested them and there is nothing wrong with them. I came here today to ask if you want to cooperate with us on raw materials."

What?

Alan Song's heart was filled with turmoil, but his expression remained normal. He smiled politely and said, "Thank you, Mr. Vergil, for your kindness. However, I still want to stick to my own ideas."

"Hahahahaha, okay, Mr. Aranematsu, I don't understand the rules."

"Oh, where, where."

....

After a round of business flattery, Aramatsu sent Vergil away and fell into deep thought on his way home.

Things seem to be far from as simple as imagined.

I guess Wei Yijue wanted to get Vergil's snack products directly into my company from the beginning, but he didn't expect that our cooperation was not on snack products but jewelry, so he wanted to squeeze the raw materials in instead.

He hasn't given up on the idea of ​​resuscitation.

Not to mention Liang Pin, even I was almost fooled by him. Wei Yijue is not to be underestimated, A Lansong thought secretly.

Oh, and strawberry cake! It's the antidote to the original powder. Go back and eat it quickly to avoid any trouble in the future.

Liang Pin in the villa was reluctant to get out of bed.

My back aches, and Brother Song is gone! What a cruel man, he won't recognize me when he pulls up his pants!

Liang Pin cursed Alan Song crazily in his heart.

Butler Zhao came to ask many times, but Liang Pin didn't want to get out of bed.

Butler Zhao was helpless and had to clean the villa himself, hoping that his boss would return soon.

This thing won’t die of hunger in its bed, right?