The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

Almost the entire body leaned on the man and left the company. Just after he came out, the pale-faced man couldn't help but fall down softly. Le Yuan quickly raised him and was more worried about the handsome foreign face.

"A Qing..."

Although the whole body was uncomfortable, He Qing still barely supported his body, unable to wave the man to hold his hand.

The gentle man raised his eyes and his face was full of worried Yoshihara, squeezed out a smile, "Thank you for helping me today, I’m fine, you go back first."

Le Yuan stunned, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after seeing the tiredness in He Qing's eyes, he swallowed what he wanted to say, his hands thrown away by He Qing were slightly squeezed, and looked at the gentle man's eyes. Distressed.

If he knew this would happen in five years, he would never have watched A Qing being taken away by Feng Jinhua.

However, at first, he had no ability to protect A Qing, and some were only in danger.

In the final analysis, it was because he was too incompetent at the time, so Aqing became the way he is now!

Once Le Yuan thought that A Qing would be happy to leave Feng Jinhua, but when it really became like this, he was full of A Qing's condition in his eyes.

No matter what he thought in his mind, Le Yuan was always in a stable and reliable appearance in front of He Qing. He didn't support the gentle man anymore, he still supported his body with gentlemanly manner in the back, and his voice was still magnetically gentle.

"A Qing, I will send you back."

"You don't have to worry, I know many authoritative doctors, they will definitely be able to cure you!"

He Qing shook his head in a trance, "Home, where can I go home."

What's more, his current situation, no matter where he went, was wrong.

Le Yuan's bluish eyes lighted up slightly, suggesting, "A Qing, why don't you come to live with me first..."

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Feng Jinhua finally calmed down, didn't have time to care for Chu Chen, and drove back home. He is now full of what He Qing said. He said that he was with Leyuan.

He doesn't believe it!

Maybe others Feng Jinhua dare not guarantee, but they have been together for five years, what kind of person is He Qing Feng Jinhua is very clear, if he is said to be sad because he derailed, it is easier to believe, but because He followed Lewon?

Although thinking this way, the man's face was full of gloom, and the speed of the car was getting faster and faster. After not knowing how many red lights broke through, he finally arrived home.

It was dark now, and he stood at the door, looking at the dark light outside the door, clenching his fists.

If He Qing is at home, as long as the sky is dark, the lights outside the door will light up, so that Feng Jinhua will not be discredited when he returns, and the lights are not lit at the moment, that is to say...

No, it's impossible!

A Qing loves him so much, how could he not be, he must be angry!

Correct! That's it. A Qing didn't turn on the light because he was angry. He must now be hiding in the corner and crying like before, as long as he went in to coax.

Thinking in this way, Feng Jinhua tried to squeeze out a smile and gently opened the door, "A Qing, I'm back..."

-Silence.

The man stood stunned in the dark. After a long time, he walked across the living room with a blank face and came straight to the room.

The neat big bed was folded and warm quilt. He turned on the light, and there was only an empty room in front of him. The beautiful flowers on the table were bright, but Feng Jinhua felt its color was dazzling.

Where is A Qing, where is A Qing?

What He Qing said in the afternoon seemed to be still in his ears, and there was an answer in his heart, but Feng Jinhua couldn't believe it.

He barely maintained the smile on his face in the open, shouting in awkward voice, "A Qing, don't hide, come out, I know you are at home!"

Like a neuropathy, he searched almost the whole house, the cabinet, behind the door, and the most unlikely place.

But no, nothing!

A Qing did not go home, so where can he go?

Do you go to Leyuan's house?

A Qing said before that it was because Leyuan was his friend that he would only associate with him. Why is this now the case?

Feng Jinhua didn't want to believe it was because he found someone else. This was his second time. The previous time was an accident. A Qing didn't let him touch him. What happened to him looking for someone!

Defending himself in his heart, Feng Jinhua's heart was getting deeper and deeper. The reason why he had no fear before was that A Qing loved him and A Qing could not leave him.

But now, A Qing left him.

The man was standing in the dark living room, almost stiff, so he didn't know how long he stood, and he fell slowly against the wall.

One day when the grass was flying, and in the sunshine, Feng Jinhua asked the handsome young man beside him who was watering the flowers and plants, "A Qing, will you leave me?"

The young man looked back, the fair skin color was almost beautiful to transparent under his eyes, he almost did not hesitate, he replied, "No, I will never leave Jinhua."

Feng Jinhua smiled with satisfaction at the answer, with joy and complacency in his heart, he said: "I won't leave A Qing either."

At that time, the young man smiled shyly, a pair of gentle eyes smiled at him, nodded and said, "I believe you!"

At this moment, Feng Jinhua, who had lost his lover, leaned against the wall and ignored the white gray behind him, staring blankly at the light coming in from outside.

In the darkness, an obscure voice sounded softly.

"con man."

He wouldn't let He Qing leave like this. In this life, He Qing don't want to leave him again!

Leyuan, it is all because of Leyuan!

【Ding! Feng Jinhua's favor: 85】

He Qing lay on the warm bed, looked at the scenery outside the window, and slowly turned over.

[Stay quiet for a few days, Feng Jinhua will slowly increase his favorability. 】

He touched the pale lips on his face, his eyes full of irony.

[Feng Jinhua loves him, but he can’t throw away what he wants, so in the end, he gets nothing. 】

[You are right. 】The system meets the requirements of one board at a time, [the mission goal did not get anything at the end. 】

He Qing's hand was still on his pale lips. He nodded and slowly closed his eyes.

Feng Jinhua's ending is not worse than this body, but unfortunately, he has no time to see it.

He Qing hid in the house provided by Le Yuan for seven days. During these seven days, Le Yuan always wanted to take him to treatment, but they were rejected by gentle men one by one. Le Yuan was anxious in his heart, but he couldn't take him again. Watching He Qing lose weight a little bit, he became so angry that Feng Jinhua hated him more and more.

He never mentioned Feng Jinhua in front of He Qing. He was not afraid of gentle men thinking of him, but because the man seemed to be broken, and now he walked everywhere with Chu Chen. His gestures were intimate and not shy, like he wanted to Tell the world in general.

The ups and downs now circulating in the circle are all about Feng Jinhua and Chu Chen. Of course, there are more things to mention. Does the partner in Feng Jinhua's family know about it?

It must be known, so much trouble, how could it not be known!

Feng Jinhua also wanted to know about this issue. He had been looking for He Qing during this time, but Le Yuan was naturally prepared to take people away. He couldn’t reach by phone, there was no address at all, and he lived together for five years. Lovers, but can disappear like nothing.

He went to find Leyuan, but what he got was closed, but Feng Jinhua had no way to take him. Don’t see that he is now outside and everyone is given thin noodles, relying on his own hard work, but in the second ancestor In front of Le Yuan, he is still nothing.

Feng Jinhua announced his high-profile romance with Chu Chen more and more, wanting to force the man out, even if he appeared for divorce, he really, really wanted to see He Qing too much!

"Mr. Feng, your favorite spicy dish." Chu Chen was energetic and full of self-confidence. He brought the specially-purchased dish to the man.

He did not forget to see Feng Jinhua buying spicy dishes every day, eating only a little each time, and now he put the dishes on the table with a smile on his face, looking at the man with anticipation.

Apparently it was his favorite dish, but Feng Jinhua had no desire to eat at all. He took a bite of the dish without expression, chewed a few bites, and quickly filled the whole mouth with spicy taste.

In front of him, it seemed to be a gentle man with a little worry, "Jin Hua, why are you eating spicy food again, you are not forbidden to eat it, but you eat too much, the doctor said that your stomach disease relapses, it's true It’s not so curable..."

The man was sullen, a little bit, and he was eating, eating a plate of spicy dishes in front of him, and Chu Chen looked at it, his eyes showing joy.

"Feng, you just like it. I will buy it for you next time."

"I send this down, do you have anything else to order?"

"Yes." Feng Jinhua looked up at him expressionlessly, his voice slightly hoarse, "Buy me some wine."

"Eh!" Chu Chen responded excitedly and went out to buy wine without hesitation.

Feng Jinhua looked at his back and smiled silently, still different.

This night, the man finished drinking all the wine that Chu Chen bought. He was afraid that Feng Jinhua would not drink enough. The degree of buying was very large. The wine volume of Feng Jinhua was not high. After drinking these wines, it was the whole. Everyone fainted.

His ears were red, and he stood up and wobbled, and Chu Chen, who had been staying outside, heard the movement and greeted him quickly, "Feng Zong, let's go to rest..."

Feng Jinhua was blindfolded and looked at him for a few seconds. When the young man's face was full of smiles, he pushed him away and dangled and pointed at him, "You get me off!"

"It's all you! It's you that A Qing will ignore me!"

Chu Chen was white, listening to the man walking swaying and walking out.

"If you haven't appeared, how good it should be, my A Qing will not leave..."

Feng Jinhua went out, leaving only Chu Chen standing in the bright office with his head down.

Half an hour later, Feng Jinhua returned home.

Sure enough, it was dark again.

His eyes were full of blood, and he looked up at the lamp that was not lit. His stomach hurt, and the man fell slowly.

"A Qing...I want to drink your soup..."

"I miss..."