Chapter 32: The third villain (3) (1)

Hang Qing has been waiting for this moment for a long time. He looked at Ai Yu: "Do you know what to do?"
Ai Yu trembled even more: "Little master, my sister and I are different. I just made this mistake. You can't ... can't ..." Ai Yu trembled too much, and it wasn't clear when it came to speaking Already.
"Go to the police station."
"What?" Ai Yu looked at Hang Qing in disbelief, she never thought that the word would come out of Hang Qing's mouth.
"Go and surrender, you killed that English teacher, didn't you?" Hang Qing smiled.
"But, but ... you ..."
"What? Are you going to the police station to confess me?"
"No! Of course not." Ai Yu said firmly, but this spit gradually recovered. "Are you sure you want me to go to the police station?" After that, Ai Yu gave a vague glance at Song Puzheng, his eyes were cold .
Song Xunzhi looked back ironically. These perpetrators, I am afraid, did not expect that one day they would also become meat on the cutting board, let them be slaughtered?
Hang Qing's face showed a disappointed look: "Aren't you willing? If you don't, then there is only ..."
Ai Yu was afraid that he would say more cruel words, and busyly said, "Will!"
The hall suddenly fell silent.
After Ai Yu passed her head, she lowered her head and said, "For you, I'm willing."
Although Ai Yu also looked good on the surface, she was dark inside. I don't know how many children have been tortured, but she is better than Ai Feier. Besides the English teacher, she hasn't killed anyone yet. In this case, there is no need for Hang Qing to necessarily kill her. And the handling of the corpses is really troublesome. Even if the police here are offline again, his frequent actions are still not good, and it is bad to attract Gong Tian's attention.
So the best way is to let the law decide him.
Although a pervert villain would send his men to the police station, it would be ridiculous for the law to rule.
Of course, if you dare to send Ai Yu to the police station, Hang Qing is sure. Ai Yu's admiration for Bianyu became sick in his bones, just as Bianyu's mother loved Bianfu and even wanted to collect girls for him. The same is true of Ai Yu. She never decides on the frontier. No matter how perverted the frontier is, she will cooperate side by side with due diligence.
Jin Yan on the side was already stunned.
The look on Song Quanzhi's face looked inexplicable.
Hang glanced at them, then bent down slightly, and helped Ai Yu tenderly: "Good girl, go to rest. Go back tomorrow morning."
Ai Yu nodded, staring at Hang Qing for a moment, then filled with deep admiration: "Okay." She answered softly, and really went upstairs obediently. The wound on her was still bleeding, but she didn't feel the same.
Wait until Ai Yu leaves. Hang Qingcai set his eyes on Song Jianzhi again: "Follow me." The gentleness on his face receded into apathy.
Song Xunzhi looked at his face and thought unconsciously. When will the gentleness on a man's face come from sincerity? Song Xunzhi lowered his head and followed Hang Qing upstairs.
Jin Min glanced nervously at their back, as if worried that Hangzhou Qing had started to punish Song Song.
After entering Hangqing's bedroom, Song Xunzhi blurted out unconsciously: "What have you been doing these days?"
Hang Qing took out the medicine box, then looked for the chair and sat down. He lifted his eyelids and gave a lazily glance at Song punishment: "This is not what you should do."
Song Xunzhi's heart was a little sullen, but he didn't show anything at all. Song Xunzhi stepped forward, then sat down on his knees in front of Hang Qing. Hang Zhan raised his chin with his hand, and turned to look at it twice: "Boy, why is the skin so thin?"
Song Xunzhi didn't know what was happening to him, but his cheeks couldn't help turning red. But his half of his face was so purple that he couldn't even see the blush.
Hang Qing released his hand, picked up the medicine bottle, and took out the medical cotton: "He raised his head."
Song Xunzhi responded lowly, then raised his head. After doing this, Song Xunzhi himself was a little surprised. Because before he changed, he would definitely feel humiliated, but at this time, his heart was completely gone.
Am I changed?
Song punished him for a moment.
Because of the backlight, Hang Qing could not see the wound on Song's face. Hang Qing frowned, and couldn't bother to get up to turn on the lights, because Song Quanzhi was still leaning on his knee, if he wanted to get up, he had to push Song Quanzhi away.
Hang Qing just got closer.
Song Xunzhi suddenly faced the close face of the opponent and almost instinctively wanted to step back. But he restrained himself alive.
A little light outside the window fell on the man's face, so that Song Xunzhi saw a bit of shiny taste like jade. Song Guanzhi's eyes slowly and unconsciously described the men's features. When he was rescued by a man and brought to the villa before, he was shocked by the man's good looks. At the time, he was inferior, and with the cowardlyness of the small village in his bones, he did not dare to look up directly at the man's face. Later, he hated the man so much that he didn't want to see the man's face. So it's been so long ... He's never been this close, so clear, look at the man's face.
So lovely.
Song Xunzhi thought unconsciously.
Why can a devil in the world have such a deceptively beautiful face?
Oh, maybe because of the devil, you need a deceptive face.
Song Xunzhi slowly lowered his eyes.
"Okay." Hang Qing retracted his hand, not knowing what was in the mind of the villain.
Song Xunzhi was a little at a loss, as if he had only been working for a while, is that all right?
Song Quanzhi also rested on Hang Qing's knee.
Hang Qing raised an eyebrow: "How?"
Song Xunzhi shook his head and immediately stood up.
"You study well at home these days, I will leave for a few days." Hang Qing said while packing the medicine box at hand.
The expression on Song Jianzhi's face changed slightly.
"Don't let me down." Hang Qing looked at him.
Song Xunzhi felt a little bit uncomfortable, and he nodded dullly.
Hang Qing glanced at him in surprise, did the villain attack like someone who would be so quiet, was he scared by Ai Yu today? It's not right. Ai Yu is not as fierce as Ai Feier. How could a villain attack be scared?
Hang Qing wanted to ask him what was wrong, but considering his own identity, Hang Qing still said nothing, and even said indifferently, "You can go."
Song Xunzhi nodded and went out without a word.
Has puberty arrived? Hang Qing thought of looking at his back. But will puberty come too early?
Hang Qing shook his head without thinking further.
After Song Xunzhi went out, Jin Yan immediately greeted him, and both returned to their room in silence. After sitting down, Song Quanzhi suddenly said: "He has to go out."
"What?" Jin Yi failed to respond for a moment.
"I don't know when he will be back. He just let us study hard just now."
Jin Yi said: "What else did you say?" With Bibian's personality, it's impossible to say just such things.
"He said we don't let him down."
Jin Yan listened and then went silent.
At that moment, their moods were incomprehensible, like it was suddenly discovered that the person you originally hated actually treated you as a fly, and you were insignificant in his heart, just like a toy.
But, didn't they find it out long ago? Why do you still feel unhappy now?
Jin Min broke down the complex emotions in his heart and whispered, "Why did he send Ai Yu to the police station, is he crazy?"
Song Xunzhi shook his head: "He just didn't want to dirty his hands."
"... too."
The two looked at each other silently, then turned away in embarrassment, quickly pretending to be fine, and went to bed to rest.
It was just that the two did not sleep well tonight.
When they got up early the next morning, they found that Ai Yu was no longer in the villa, and even the side figure was missing.
Hang Qing returned to the neighborhood with a car. Just when the car stopped outside the villa, Hang Qing heard a surprise: "The villain's favorability increased by five points."
Hang Ching-ton was there, and even the steps forgot to move.
At that moment, Hang Qing almost thought he had heard it wrong.
Song punished him so favorably?
"Master?" The men behind him looked at him in surprise and called out carefully.
Hang Qing returned to God: "Go in."
His men snorted immediately.
After entering the door, Hang Qing received the previously ordered book. Hang Qinggai took the book to the small pavilion. As soon as he set foot, Hang Qing found a figure inside. Quite familiar. A long and thin man in loose sportswear, bowing his waist and doing homework in the pavilion.
It's Gong Chengmin.
This time, Gong Chengxi immediately turned his head when he heard the footsteps.
"It really is you." Gong Cheng said with a smile.
"Hmm." Hang Qing didn't show much interest in the offensive attack, so he only said a lightly, then picked a place to sit down.
"Don't bring a notebook this time?" Gong Chengzhang watched as he took out the book and asked in a low voice.
"No."
Gong Chengxuan seemed to have a strong interest in him. He even put down his pen and looked at Hang Qing and asked, "Are you a college student?"
Hang Qing shook his head, his attitude remained cold.
"High school student?"
Hang Qing was a bit annoyed, why was he so noisy when attacking the boy in the genuine game? Hang Qing looked up at him: "Child, I'm twenty-six."
Gong Chengxi couldn't hide the surprise on his face: "Impossible!" He blurted out.
Hang Qing did not respond to him.
Gong Chengzhang also noticed the coldness of Hang Qing, smiled happily, and said, "You look very young ..." Hang Qing still ignored him, Gong Chengzhao could only scratch his nose and hold the pen Continue doing homework.
But he couldn't help whispering, "It looks like he's as big as me."
The thought of the other person saying that he was twenty-six, Gong Chengxi felt that everything was broken. But even so ... Gong Chengxi still couldn't help looking up and peeked at the other side many times.
Hang Qing finished reading a book with satisfaction, and when he returned, he found that Gong Chengxi was still in the pavilion.
Why is he still there?
Gong Chengxi saw the other person look at him, and said with a smile: "Saturday today."
Oh, no wonder he didn't see him leave for school.
"The weather is good outside. I like to do homework outside."
Hang Qing: "..." I don't care why you do your homework here.
Gong Chengxi didn't mind his coldness at all, he put away his homework, and instead sat on the stone bench aside, his two long legs straightened and grinned. "Why do you always come here? Since you are twenty-six, don't you need to go to work?"
"The same reason as you."
"Oh, because the scenery is good here, isn't it?" Gong Cheng paused, and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"
Hang Qing didn't even look at him.
Gong Chengyi would find the steps himself: "Sorry, it's my fault."
After that, Gong Chengxi didn't ask much more interestingly. He took out his mobile phone, and soon there was a sound of games from the other end. Although Gong Chengxi has turned down his voice, Hang Qing is still a little bit tickled by this movement.
It's better that he bring his mobile phone tomorrow.
After playing for a while, Gong Chengyi raised his head suddenly, before Hang Qing had time to retract his eyes, he collided with Gong Chengyi.
Gong Chengxi smiled at Hang Qing: "Sorry, did your voice disturb you?"
Seeing that the other party was polite and considerate, Hang spit out two words lightly: "No."
Seeing that Hang Qing finally agreed to take care of himself, Gong Chengxi squeezed the mobile phone in the palm of his hand and whispered: "Every time I see you, you are alone, do you live here alone?"
Hang Qing glanced at his men outside the pavilion.
Was Gong Chengyi eating the bodyguards of these two guys?
Hang Qing turned his head and asked Gong Chengxi: "Every time ...?"
"Well, I can go through the window every day ..." At the halfway point, Gong Cheng paused suddenly, probably finding out that he had unknowingly said something he shouldn't say.
"From the window every day?" Hang Qing looked at him coldly.
Gong Chengxi smiled embarrassedly: "You just happened to be sitting in the pavilion, so striking again, I saw it at a glance."
Hang Qing did not embarrass him.
Gong Chengyi is looking at him not so much every day, but Gong Tian is looking at him. His strange behavior that day still caught Gong Tian's attention and precautions.
Hang Qing lowered her head and flipped the book on her leg.
Gong Chengxi said busyly: "I am not a ..."
"Ok."
Gong Chengyi touched his nose.
Hang Qing suddenly heard a "Defeat".
He glanced up and found that Gong Chengxi looked at himself with apology. He would like to remind the other party that you lost the game ...
When Gong Cheng was young, he was a very sunny boy. And he should be very outgoing at this time. Because Gong Chengxi also smirked at him twice.
Hang Qing stood up: "I'm leaving."
"Uh ... uh! Goodbye tomorrow."
As soon as Hang Qing walked outside the pavilion, he heard Gong Chengxi shouting, "Oh fuck, lose ..."
Hang Qing raised an eyebrow, and suddenly felt quite interesting. He can see the young hero's main character attack, genuine attack and villain attack ... How interesting.
This morning, Hang returned to the villa early in the morning without waiting for Gong Tian to come back from work and watch him enter the house.
Because of a series of stupidity in front of Gong Chengxi, Hang Qing finally turned his eyes and suddenly felt that giving it to Gong Chengxi was a better choice than Gong Tian. First, Gong Chengzhang seemed to be very impressed with him, and wanted to contact him intentionally or unintentionally; second, Gong Chengzhang was still a teenager, not the keen and smart police captain in the future; finally, Gong Chengzhang would bring a schoolbag and jam it It should be easier than going to Gongjiasai.
Now that you have selected a new goal, you don't need to care about Gong Tian.
Hang Qing used some fruits with satisfaction, and then went upstairs to rest.
He is still satisfied with the status quo.
Bianjia has a lot of money. The industry has a professional manager who takes care of it. He just sits at home and is responsible for counting money. It's no wonder that Bian Neng can stay at home every day, just to satisfy his pervert.
Hang Qing leaned on the bedside, flipping the black book with one hand.
The maid carefully placed the food and black tea on the side table. She glanced at the black book in Hang Qing's hand, and then stepped out in awe.
In fact, Hang Qing has this romance novel in his hand.
After all, love each other.
Hang Qing felt that he should learn more routines.
Only after watching it for less than half an hour, Hang Qing fell asleep holding the quilt.
...
As usual, Gong Tian returned to the door with the setting sun. Just when he was about to enter the door, Gong Tian instinctively turned to look at the pavilion.
The pavilion was empty and there was no one.
Did Mr. Bien change places today?
Or can't I come because of something? sick?
The door in front suddenly opened, revealing Gong Chengxi's happy face: "Dad, are you back?"
"Did you go to the kiosk to do your homework today?" Gong Tian whispered.
"Yeah." Gong Chengxi responded, and then said, "I see that person again."
Gong Tian put his hand down. "See you again?"
"Um." Gong Chengzhen didn't notice the complicated look on Gong Tian's face, and said down to himself: "I just said two things to him by the way. He said he was twenty-six, dad, do you believe it ? "
"He told me that too." Gong Tian threw an apple to him: "Take it and wash it."
Gong Chengxuan held the apple and did not move: "Dad, I don't think he came from Beijing. He was too cold to me, it was the kind of ... that ..." Gong Chengxuan racked his brains and thought about it Er: "It's the kind of looking at me that looks like something disgusting. I don't want to care about me at all. I tried my best and didn't ask a few words from his mouth."
Gong Tian's mouth could not help but hesitated, thinking of the day when Mr. Bian looked at him for a long time, smiled and said that when he watched him on TV ...
Different attitudes. Gong Tian said in his heart. He has a different attitude towards them.
"I see." Gong Tian said.
"That's over?"
"It's over." Gong Tian rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen. "What to eat tonight."
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The next day was Sunday. Hang Qing estimated that Gong Chengxi was going to pass, and he passed lightly. It was just a small table on his shoulders, black tea and snacks in his hands. The other man squeezed the fan in his hand.
It's a bit hot today.
They looked so funny, they attracted a lot of attention along the way.
When Hang Qing arrived in the pavilion, Gong Chengxi had not yet come.
The men set the table and the food and black tea. The man holding the fan stood behind Hang Qing, like the little girl who served in ancient times, and fanned the fan in his hand.
About an hour passed.
Gong Chengzhang has not yet appeared, but there are quite a few people passing by outside the pavilion, and everyone who walks by will look back in surprise.
Thanks to Hang Qing's ability to be immune to these eyes, he was able to sit there and play games with headphones ...
It's a pity that Bian Biao is smart enough to have some perverted skills, but he is a gamer cancer alone.
Hang Qing lost a few games.
Hang Qing just proudly put away his mobile phone.
Let's change romance novels.
Hang Qing felt it for a while and felt sleepy.
Hang Qing yawned lazily, took a teacup and took a sip, then raised his eyes. Just happened to see two figures.
It's Gong's father and son.
Two people appeared together?
If Hang Qing had expected Gong Tian to appear in sight before, now he is extremely reluctant to see him. He also plans to find a chance to stuff the booklet today ...
"Mr. Bian." Gong Tian stepped into the pavilion, and the tall figure stood directly in front of Hang Qing.
"Director Gong is good." Bian Yan smiled slightly.
Gong Chengxi glanced at this scene in the back, and couldn't help whispering in his heart, how could he just ignore him when he saw him.
"Meet again." Gong Tian glanced, "Mr. Bian is reading here?"
Hang Qing calmly put away the book in his hand: "Um."
Gong Tian sat down beside him, glancing at Hang Qing's hands behind Fan Fan, and smiled: "The bodyguards around Mr. Bian are very interested."
The one who looked at Gong Tian didn't even look at Gong Tian, ​​only waving the fan intently.
But the wind seemed to be a little stronger, Hang Qing's hair flew slightly, and the tail of his hair flew directly to Gong Tian's face.
Itchy……
Gong Tian did not move.
At this moment, Hang Qing remembered something. He held up the cup and whispered: "It's rare to see Director Gong once. I'm curious what it looks like in the police station. Does Director Gong mind telling me?"
Gong Tianxin said that it is rare to see it once.
I look at you every day.
But what he said, "What do you want to hear?"
On the other side, Gong Chengzhuang could not get in, but he just took out the work and rolled away.
"Talk about the murders."
"You actually like to listen to this?" Gong Tian was surprised.
After all, Hang Qing's appearance seemed to make people instinctively want to isolate darkness and filth from him.
"Well, I like it." Hang Qing smiled softly again. "I like watching thriller movies and murder stories."
"... the taste is unique."
"Thank you for your compliment."
Although Gong Tian felt that those things were not very compatible with the people in front of him, he really spoke to Hang Qing. All the homicides that Jingshi passed on are amazing. From the perspective of Gong Tian, ​​of course, there is a lot of mystery missing, but it is not as interesting as the folk.
"It's boring," Hang Qing said.
Gong Tian laughed: "These aren't interesting at all ..." Speaking of which, he suddenly said: "But there was an interesting girl in the bureau these two days."
"How interesting?" Hang Qing turned to stare at him.
Suddenly staring at each other's green eyes, Gong Tian suddenly felt as if precious stones were put in his palm. Gong Tian's throat was tight, and his voice was low. "It was just a girl who came to the police and said that she had killed someone ..."
Hang Qing finally heard what he wanted to hear, and suddenly he became interested: "self-confidence? Is anyone still coming?"
"Of course, when some people commit murders, they are mostly murders with passion. Some people will simply embark on the road of crime, while others will surrender their inner suffering and choose to surrender."
"Oh, so is this commonplace?"
"Not counting it." Gon Tim felt the energy in the eyes of the other party. He adjusted his sitting posture and continued: "This time the killer is unusual. Because she came from the first At that time, it was clear that there was no sense of guilt. Listening to her described the crime process, she was not panicked, and she was not guilty. She was clear-cut and calm, as if she was telling how she cut off a piece of pork today and how A piece of pork is cooked to taste. "
Hang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly: "It sounds cold to the back."
"Most of these people have a natural anti-social personality." Gong Tim paused. "And this kind of people will not confess their sins. They regard human life as grass and mustard, and social law as rotten mud. Most of them are inferior and mad. Pride, they like to show off IQ, but they don't like to vote automatically. "
Hang Qing slightly surprised, "... Oh, this kind of person is like this."
Ah, the one sitting opposite you is the anti-social personality in your mouth.
"So, this girl is weird."
"So what's wrong with her when describing the crime? Was she surrendering on her behalf?"
"No," Gong Tian said firmly. "She's the murderer. It's just weird. Why did she take the initiative? And there's something weird."
"What?" Hang Qing looked at him slightly.
It seemed that Hang Qing was closer to him, and the hair flew to Gong Tian's face again. Gong Tian raised his head involuntarily and made a swallowing incident.
Gong Tim paused and then continued: "This is the specific case ..."
Hang Qing blinked, making those green eyes clearer and more touching: "So can't we go down?"
"Neither," Gong Tian whispered, "I can tell you what you want to hear."
Hang Qing's inner complex: ………………
The deputy commissioner of police simply abandoned the principle so easily?
Of course, Hang Qing really wanted to continue listening, after all, he had to confirm that Ai Yu did not say anything that should not be said.
"She described her motive as seeing the man indecent to the elementary school student." Speaking of this, Gong Tian paused unconsciously.
Because it seems that when the word "obscene" is spoken in front of this person, there will be a feeling of blasphemy.
At this moment, Hang Qing was almost laughing dead.
Elementary school student?
Do you mean Jin Yan?
Gong Tian quickly cleared up his emotions: "In fact, we observed that this girl belongs to the category of empathy. Such people, lacking compassion, cannot kill people for this reason. She Lied. Combined with the weird behavior from her front, we speculate that she should be instructed. "
Hang Qing: "..."
As the father of a genuine attack, Gong Tian's IQ is still very online.
"... That would be terrible." Hang Qing whispered.
"Yes, because it may represent that her behavior is organized. Although such people are terrible, they are a minority in the society, but if an organization is formed ... it is terrible."
"Because they are likely to plan some terrorist activities?" Hang Qing asked back.
"Yes."
"Then you have to investigate her well?"
"of course."
Hang Qing sighed in his heart. But it doesn't matter. After Gong Tian got the booklet, Ai Yu's strange behavior could not be ranked for the time being. After all, what was hidden in that booklet was more shocking and intuitive. It's not like it's just speculation.
"The person who can direct this girl is terrible." Although it said so, Gong Tian's tone did not seem dignified, but relaxed. After all, there are few things that are truly terrible for a man of his origin.
Hang Qing nodded in his heart.
Yeah, this terrible person is sitting next to you right now.
"People like her can make themselves firm, slumped, and refuse to reveal his slightest message. It can be described in one word-faith. Many organizations use this to brainwash members."
Hang Qingxin said, this time you guessed wrong.
Why are the people under Bian Biao so desperate, because Bian Biao just gathered a group of perverts instead of brainwashing ordinary people into perverts. Ai Yu was so dead-hearted that she just looked at Bian's face.
Seeing that Hang Qing suddenly stopped speaking, Gong Tian immediately stopped his voice and whispered, "Scared you?"
"No, no," Hang Qing said immediately.
Which eye of Gong Tian saw that he was scared?
"Stop this." Gong Tian firmly believes that what he said just scared the other side: "You don't have to worry about it, the police are not furnishing it. If such an organization really exists ... I won't let you see it To their day. "
At the bottom of Hang Qing's heart, he replied with a complicated voice: "Um."
"Do you live here alone?" Gong Tian asked suddenly.
"Yes."
"Are there no other family members?" Gong Tian asked in surprise.
Hang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, took the black tea in his hand and sent it to his mouth. After taking a sip, he whispered: "No, my father has already committed a crime early in prison. My mother also died early."
"Sorry." Gong Tian apologized immediately.
"It doesn't matter." Hang Qing's face softened again: "Although they are gone, they left me a lot of wealth. Well, including the house here. At least I don't have to worry about wearing it in the future."
Gong Chengyi finally plugged in: "No wonder you don't have to go to work."
"Yeah." What kind of work does the villain have? In which murder movie have you seen that boss has a serious job at work? The villain's job is to spare no effort to cause you trouble.
Gong Tian looked at the gentle look on Hang Qing's face, and couldn't help but smile softly: "It's a good thing to enjoy life."
Gong Chengyi whispered over there, "Dad, it's eleven o'clock."
Gong Tian glanced down at his watch: "It's a bit late, it's time to unknowingly. What does Mr. Bian usually eat?"
His topic turned too abruptly, and Hang Qing froze a bit: "Um? Usually ... the chef you asked to cook." He also ate fast food.
The second half of the sentence can't be said, it's too out of place.
"I always meet Mr. Bian, and I have a lot of fate. Why not have a meal together?" Gong Tian asked.
"Okay, you just told me that hard story for so long. I ask you."
"No, I'm going to cook, please." Gong Tian's tone gave a strong taste. But this should only be his habit.
"Well." Hang Qing stood up. "Gather things back." Hang Qing said to his opponent.
Immediately began to pack things.
Hang Qing took nothing but the black book.
Gong Tian glanced and asked, "Mr. Bian likes reading?"
"Nothing to learn, just take a look."
"So you like this book a lot?"
Hang Qing smiled suddenly: "Yes, I like it very much."
The smile on the other side's face was too dazzling, Gong Tian unconsciously looked away. Gong Chengyi packed his homework in dissatisfaction there ... I didn't write a word in the morning. Just listening to his father and Mr. Bian go.
Hang Qing did not expect Gong Tian to cook, but he really did cook in person.
Gong Tian took him to Gong's house.
I did not expect to squat for such a long time, but finally stood so easily at the door of Gong's house.
Gong Tian advanced the door, then bent over and took the slippers and put them at Hang Qing's feet: "New."
Hang Qing nodded his head, reached out and wanted to support the next door post to change shoes, who knew that when he reached out, he just hit the shoulder of Gong Chengyu.
Gong Tian reached out and supported Hang Qing: "Come on."
Hang Qing concealed his embarrassment, quickly changed his shoes, and then stepped into the door of the Gong family.
The decoration is very simple because all the men live in it. But there were no signs of littering inside, and everything was clean. After discovering this, Hang Qing was relieved.
Gong Chengxi took him aside and sat down, then got up and diligently poured tea for him.
Hang Qing touched the black book in his arms.
The booklet is inside.
Would you like to let it go at this time? No ... the police are very alert, maybe they have something like a camera in their house. Let's take a closer look.
Hang Qing temporarily set aside the black book.
Gong Tian went into the kitchen and didn't see it.
Gong Chengyi came over with tea, and said with a smile, "Mr. Bian is the first person to visit our house."
Hang Qing: "... shall I say that I am honored?"
Gong Chengyi smiled even more brilliantly: "No, no, it's a great honor for us to have such beautiful people for the first time."
Hang Qing: "..." So is the real attack really a face control?
Seeing that Hang Qing was still a little ignorant, Gong Chengxi was also very frustrated. To him and his dad, really two attitudes.
"Do you want to watch TV?" Gong Chengxi asked more and more frustrated.
"dont see."
"Then I cut some fruit for you?"
"..." Hang Qing sincerely felt that if one day Gong Chengsong found out that when he was young and ignorant, he would earnestly say that he would cut fruit for the villain boss, and he would be anxious to go back and kill him.
"No need," Hang Qing said.
Gong Chengxuan failed diligently, and didn't feel embarrassed. He took out the homework by himself, and squatted down on the table to do it.
Hang Qing: "..."
Do your homework without saying a word ... it's an honest attack with integrity.
Gong Tian was fast, and the meal was served on the table shortly after.
"Well, Mr. Bian, come here soon," Gong Tian whispered.
Hang Qing got up from the sofa and turned around to see Gong Tian wearing an apron. The seriousness on his face faded away, and it seemed a bit more tenderness of the iron man.
Hang Qing didn't know what happened, and suddenly thought of Jiang Moyang.
Jiang Moyang also always likes to cook in person, especially since Song Yong set a precedent, Jiang Moyang has hardly stopped. but……
They are different.
Jiang Moyang's temper is very different from Gong Tian's temper.
Hang Qing smiled slightly and walked slowly to the table.
Gong Tian personally gave him rice, soup, and an apron. He just sat down on the theme and whispered to Hangzhou Qing what it was.
"Tasty?"
"It's delicious, thank you." Hang Qing smiled.
Gong Tian put down his heart, and there was still a bit of unspeakable satisfaction in his heart. After all, I made it for Gong Chengzhang's kid every day, and I didn't see him boasting. But the people in front praised it, and suddenly brought a very strong sense of satisfaction.
Hang Qing finished his meal soon.
During this time, he did find the camera from Gong's house.
Fortunately, the booklet was not rushed out before. Hang Qing breathed a sigh of relief.
Gong has a camera, what should I do?
Hang Qing frowned secretly.
If it wasn't for the villain's favorable progress, Hang Qing would have liked to smash that booklet out.
"I'll take you home." After Hang Qing wiped his mouth, Gong Tian stood up.
"Ah good."
Gong Tian took off his apron, and restored the temperament of Gao Taiying Wu before. He sent Hang Qing out the door, but never meant to leave. It wasn't until he sent, oh no, following Hang Qing to the villa where Hang Qing lived, Gong Tian said goodbye.