Chapter 65

Song Yin was taken back reluctantly. Originally, because his legs suddenly recovered, he could finally try to walk like a baby.

Mu Qingliu gave an order and directly commissioned a private plane to intercept his wife from her trip overnight.

Song Yin had a plan. If the villain Mu asked him about his physical recovery and his legs were gradually returning to normal, he would play dumb.

[Don't think I don't know why he suddenly wants to see my legs.]

[I said my legs don't feel anything yet.] [

I said my legs don't feel anything yet.] 999+

Mu Qingliu waited for the stewardess to open the plane's door. Countless bubbles with flaming red lips engraved with this sentence slowly rose into the air, and he saw them all.

Mu Qingliu crossed his arms and waited calmly for Song Yin to walk down the stairs with the help of the stewardess, one step after another, at the speed of a snail, as if he was a toddler who had just learned to walk and could not do without anyone's help.

The stewardess felt very embarrassed, standing between the Mu couple, as if she was a bad person.

Mu Qingliu waited for Song Yin to walk down the stairs, slowly sat in the wheelchair, and then pretended to be just arrived, and hugged Song Yin's neck very affectionately, and carefully sniffed the scent of his wife between the neck of the little vegetable.

"You've had a hard time on the journey," and, "Welcome home."

Song Yin's little complaints and emotions were instantly warmed up by someone's high fever, and he felt dizzy by the cool body fragrance like the sea breeze. No matter

how good your colleagues are, they can't hold you to sleep at night, right? No matter how beautiful the scenery outside is, it's not as handsome as the person waiting for you at home, right?

[At night, no one teaches me "Discussion on Calculus" to coax me to sleep. ]

[The food I eat every day is not good either, all of which are hard goods like steak and coffee, which even my stomach can't digest. ]

[It's not scientific to sleep alone in a double bed. I have poor eyesight and I'm so scared that I don't dare to turn over. ]

[It's not that Mu Qingliu is so good that he is the best in the world. Anyway... no one can take better care of me than him. 】

【o(*////▽////*)q】999+

It is said that a short separation is better than a new marriage. Song Yin's 999+ voice soon exceeded the limit. Mu Qingliu actually liked the bubbles of flaming red lips, but such bubbles would also fly to other people.

So he kissed Song Yin's mouth and controlled the chaotic atrium of the little vegetative man, making the bubble frame of complaints turn into his favorite pink heart style.

Perfect.

Mu Qingliu simply kicked the wheelchair away and lifted the little vegetative man's hips with his big hands, causing Song Yin's legs to unconsciously clamp his waist.

He also said that his legs had not recovered consciousness.

Clamped so tightly.

The two practiced kissing shamelessly in the car cabin for a while.

Song Yin is no longer a vegetative person. His hands and mouth can move, and his legs are gradually regaining consciousness.

Currently, only his eyes are left.

The vegetative person sat on Mu Qingliu's abdominal muscles, feeling like he was sitting on a piece of meaty iron plate, with his back being rubbed fiercely by the other party.

[Has he completely discovered that my legs are completely healed! You stinky villain, are you acting with me? ! ]

[┗|｀O′|┛嗷~~]999+

Mu Qingliu was afraid that his wife would be too shy, so he triggered other shapes of 999+ complaining bubble frames.

He continued to kiss the vegetative person's lips, and used his tongue to hook all over the place without any dead corners, to prevent the vegetative person from having any loopholes in his mind.

Mu Qingliu was originally a frigid boss with a strong sense of propriety. As a driver for many years, Master Zhang has always believed that Mr. Mu's car is the most dignified, cleanest and unpolluted holy land.

It seems that Master Zhang was wrong. He blushed and raised the partition in the car. He turned on the Bluetooth and connected a heart-clearing mantra, chanting silently.

Mu Qingliu had satisfied his appetite. His wife's bubble frame of complaints was still perfectly maintained in the pink little heart, spraying at him in clusters.

Mu Qingliu was very happy. Even though the little vegetative person hid the secret of his legs, his wife could not control all the body organs freely.

Mu Qingliu helped wipe the edges and corners of the leather sofa, opened the window for the little vegetative person to ventilate, and his slender fingers kept stroking his wife's wet hair.

Song Yin's heart was pounding with fear, [Are your hands clean? You just touched my head

casually. Although I don't mind throwing away my things, please don't touch my head! ! It will get dirty! ! ! ] It's a good thing that they just got home.

Song Yin's legs were really numb this time, and he carried him out of the car, just in time to meet Long Zhuo, who was entangled with Mu Yuanqiu with a look of disappointment on his face.

Long Zhuo repeatedly opened his hands and shouted, "Teacher, this time I really don't have a father or a mother, you don't have to pity me at all, I'm going to get out right now."

Mu Yuanqiu actually didn't mean to keep him at all, and stood straight in place, watching the green tea bitch indifferently.

Because Mu Qingliu's wife came home, he didn't think the fake young master was a bitch anymore, and even planned to learn a few tricks.

Mu Yuanqiu said, "Don't be unreasonable."

Long Zhuo bit his lip, "How am I unreasonable!"

Mu Yuanqiu rolled his eyes, "You are totally irrational and unreasonable."

Long Zhuo burst into tears, "How am I irrational? How am I unreasonable!"

"Mu Qingliu, who turned up the volume of the TV series "Love in the Rain" so loudly?" Song Yin's eyesight is good, otherwise he would have been stimulated by the mad man and had stye.

Mu Qingliu shouted sternly, "Auntie Wang, turn off the TV, it's disturbing Xiaoyin's ears." He carried his well-behaved wife upstairs and was affectionate with her.

Finally, the nameless mother Wang appeared, turned off the TV screen, and snorted at Long Zhuo, "Teacher, what you hate most is someone with a loud voice in the family."

Long Zhuo turned to a low voice of resistance, "Teacher, I really won't compete with Wen Yancheng for the family property. In fact, I also felt strange before, why I don't look like my parents, I even thought that nephews look like uncles, and I look like my uncle." "

I'm not greedy for the Long family's property, nor do I want to compete with Wen Yancheng for my parents' love. It's just that there is still a piece of lead blocking my heart, which is hard and heavy, making it hard for me to breathe."

"Teacher, are you listening to me?"

Long Zhuo opened his hazy eyes and saw that Mu Yuanqiu's gaze had completely followed the backs of Mu Qingliu and his wife as they left.

That sight was very unusual, very unusual.

When Long Zhuo was bitten by the little snake on the teacher's neck for the first time, his whole body was dry and his blood was hard to cool down. He rubbed Mu Yuanqiu's hand and kept begging.

Mu Yuanqiu was busy making a long-distance phone call with Mu Qingliu, stepping on his legs with his shiny leather shoes, using the force to make jokes with his own brother.

Long Zhuo's lines were really not going to continue.

Especially when Mu Yuanqiu's eyes continued to pursue another person, making Long Zhuo's heartfelt words become a joke.

Long Zhuo also has the blood of a villain with a rebellious heart in his bones, although it is not obvious enough.

He was so angry that he cried for a long time, and the tears disappeared at once, and he showed the vicious mood of a villain.

"Since there is no place to accommodate me, I will leave."

The man who had never been strong-willed suddenly became very strong-willed, but it was a pity that the shock was not enough.

Until Mu Yuanqiu smiled at the people standing in the upper corridor, "I knew that you had been spying on me with bad intentions since you came in. Why are you suddenly interested in your brother's private life?"

Mu Qingliu just came out to get some fruit for his wife, and his arms naturally rested on the railings, with a leisurely posture.

"Is this the way you said to control the fake young master?" It

was completely reasonable for Wen Yancheng to confess to him.

Mu Yuanqiu tugged at the collar of his shirt that was torn apart by a crying kid, and stroked the frame of his gold-rimmed glasses, saying, "Don't think your brother is too cheap. It's not necessary for your kid's matter."

Mu Qingliu wanted to ask him why he knew about Wen Yancheng. Did his eldest brother tell him? He also wanted to ask why he could be Long Zhuo's mentor accurately. How much of it was coincidence and how much of it was deliberate?

His second brother suddenly became mysterious, exuding an aura of hidden secrets.

Mu Yuanqiu didn't give him any chance to ask. He stood up, stretched lazily, waved his hand and said, "I'm very tired now. We can talk after I wake up."

He didn't care about the whereabouts of the fake young master at all. He stroked his beloved little snake and went back to the bedroom to catch up on sleep.

The two brothers were in a turbulent situation.

After Long Zhuo ran out angrily, he studied like crazy in the library for several hours before he felt extremely frustrated.

Long Zhicheng and his wife took Wen Yancheng home and called him several times during the period, hoping to sit down and talk together.

Long Zhuo had no intention of discussing the issue of staying or leaving.

Now the truth is out. His life is fake, his parents' love is fake, and so many clothes, toys and traces of life in the house are fake.

If he still has the audacity to return to the Long family and accept the compensation from his former parents, then his miserable life is really deplorable.

Long Zhuo didn't know if it was because someone was always by his side, but the thoughts in his head were very clear, and it could be said that he was rational to the point of cruelty.

He called back and apologized to Long Zhicheng and his wife, and also expressed that there was no need to meet again, including all the things in the house, which could be handed over to Wen Yancheng to deal with at will.

He also apologized to Wen Yancheng, at least this time his apology was sincere and incomparable.

He hoped that Wen Yancheng could live well in the Long family, enjoy the love of his parents, the luxurious life and the bright future that originally belonged to him.

As for Long Zhuo himself, he thought much more simply.

He wanted to take advantage of this heavy blow to have a good talk with someone about their future.

Alas.

Long Zhuo found the shabbiest bar and guzzled more than a dozen bottles of beer. The drunken male college student thought while burping drunkenly.

The teacher only has his brother in his heart and doesn't care about a spineless guy like him at all. He

had an excellent family background before, but now he has lost his family background and his backing. He is all alone and poor.

Long Zhuo dipped his finger in the wine, leaned on the table and wrote the man's name in a daze.

Mu Yuanqiu.

Yuanqiu.

Qiuqiu.

I like you so much.

Long Zhuo has always been a good boy. Except for the occasional bitch tactics, he is essentially a very obedient big dog. Apart from studying, he chases after the people he likes. He

has never drunk much wine.

Alcohol makes people

feel sad. Long Zhuo was suddenly attacked by dizziness. He looked at the screen of his mobile phone in a daze, and the mailbox was blank.

I really, I really have nothing.

Long Zhuo lay on the wine table and sobbed softly.

Suddenly someone approached, first tentatively pressed his shoulder, and asked coquettishly, "Little brother, why did you drink so much? Are you sad?"

Long Zhuo is not ugly, and he is a typical tall and handsome sunny man. He was spotted as soon as he entered the dirty bar.

Long Zhuo squinted his eyes and roughly saw that the other person was a very cute little boy. Perhaps drinking alcohol acted as a filter, and he did not notice that the powder on the boy's face was so thick that it was like a hard shell.

Long Zhuo muttered, "I don't know you."

The boy came over and said enthusiastically, "It doesn't matter. I see that you are depressed and unhappy alone. I will take you to a very happy place. How about it, do you want to go?"

Long Zhuo was drunk and dazed. He stood up slowly, but because of the unstable gravity, he sat down again and said, "Really? Can it really make me happy?"

The boy finally found a girl with a face and figure that met his sexual fetish. How could he let her go so easily? He held the handsome boy's hand affectionately and coaxed him, "Get up, I'll take you to see, and you'll know."

Long Zhuo stared at him blankly for a long time, his neck seemed like an easily broken reed, and his head hit the greasy table with a "bang", exhaling the last bit of his strength.

"You are not him, I don't want to go."

The boy didn't care about anything, he lifted Long Zhuo's arm and put it on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "What's his or not? When you have tasted the taste, you will have forgotten the names of your parents, so why would you care about other people?"

......

"Really?"

The boy looked up and looked at the beautiful woman in a suit who came in in confusion.

His mouth was watering.

How come there is a little wolfdog in front and a man with gold-rimmed glasses behind? What kind of delicacy is this? They all gathered in this bar famous for dating.

Mu Yuanqiu had a sharp look in his eyes. He could see the stickiness in the little boy's eyes at a glance, and said unhappily, "I'll count to three, and you'll get out immediately."

"I guess you should be a student from a nearby school?"

Mu Yuanqiu pretended to take out his mobile phone, "Is your teacher's surname Zhang?"

The child's face changed, and he immediately spat, "Don't scare me with my teacher. I didn't do anything. Are you sick?"

Kazilan's big eyes immediately saw that the other party was a handsome man with a dignified appearance and a poisonous snake around his neck. She was immediately scared and ran away with a pale face.

It's really unlucky.

The two of them complained from the bottom of their hearts.

Mu Yuanqiu kicked Long Zhuo's foot with his leather shoes and said with a look of disdain, "It's not that you can't afford it, why did you come to such a cheap bar that even smells so bad."

His words completely offended everyone in the bar.

Mu Yuanqiu didn't care about other people's feelings and kicked Long Zhuo a few more times.

"Get up, I'll count to three, if you don't get up, I'll abandon you immediately."

"Three, two, one!!"

Count three times per second.

Long Zhuo subconsciously raised his hand to grab his sleeve, and he didn't even have the energy to speak.

"You are such a clingy person."

Well, there is really nothing I can do about you.

Mu Yuanqiu put Douglas into his suit pocket, and then, in full view of everyone, he carried Long Zhuo horizontally on his shoulders, as calmly as if he was carrying a drunk pig.

He turned around and warned the drunk pig, "If you dare to vomit on my suit, I will kill you, do you understand!"

Long Zhuo was carried out of the shabby bar by him. He could only hear himself saying, "Okay, teacher."