Even until Death, the Scum Gong Thought I was a White Lotus

Xie Mu didn't know that the man was a glorious man until he left the strange villa with white face and wearing painful clothing brought in by strangers.

After learning his name, he knew that this time, he couldn't escape.

Rong Jing is well-known in the entertainment industry. Although he has never shown his face in front of the public, but because he is a direct boss of Tianyu Group, plus a playboy, his name does not appear in the circle.

But all the time, the news that Xie Mu heard is that Rong Jing likes to play the business you like, and every little star who followed him didn't say that he was bad until they broke up.

But why this time, I found him ...

Rong Jing's threat of suppressing Wen Mingquan without signing a contract is indeed very useful. Xie Mu signed the contract before leaving.

He is no longer a free man, but a glorious one-year pet.

Xie Mu was born in an orphanage. Being bullied as a child did not make his character weak, but made him grow up and face everything like a weed.

Even when he was just in this circle, he was forced to bury the rules, he could directly hit the pig's head with a stick and break his head.

With this momentum, he has never been wronged.

Xie Mu's character is like this. He would rather be broken than jade. If time goes back a few years ago, Rong Jing would ask him to sign a maintenance contract after he started. Even if he does n’t have a reputation, he has absolutely nothing Will make that man wish.

But ... Rong Jing threatened with Mingquan.

The boy got into the car, his clothes were a bit big and uncomfortable, especially when he was tossed and turned up all night last night. Now he just sits in position and his eyes seem to be unable to open.

Guests who wore beautiful dresses at the banquet last night, Mingquan handed over a glass of wine, sitting on the sofa and feeling helped to stand up.

These broken memories are constantly flashing.

Eventually, the car stopped.

"Mr. Xie, here it is," the driver reminded.

Xie Mu opened the car window and saw his place.

He laughed at himself, "You're clear."

He knew where he lived, and said it was not a long-planned effort.

The driver didn't speak, and Xie Mu didn't care. He opened the door. Although he was sore everywhere, he still gritted his teeth and refused to make a weak voice.

The driver followed, and respectfully reminded, "I will come to meet you at eight tomorrow night."

In other words, he still has to see Rong Jing tomorrow night.

Just like the concubine who was going to sleep in the ancient times was carried to look for the emperor, thinking of this, Xie Mu looked colder, "I see."

After watching the teenager in the first-large dress seem to be walking normally, he slowly got on the elevator. Then the driver returned to the car and called Rong Jing.

"Mr. Rong, Mr. Xie has been home."

Rong Jing was looking at the documents in his hand and heard the driver's report. There was a boy's unscrupulous look in front of him, and he couldn't help looking at the documents.

"How did he say?"

"Mr. Xie got it."

Alas.

Such an indifferent response really turned out to be a young man, and he had to adjust his training.

The man's slender fingertips slid over the document unconsciously, touching the document, but thinking of the smooth skin on Xie Mu's body.

Speaking of which, he has played a lot of little stars, all of them look at the skin on the lens can be broken, but in reality the makeup is just plain.

This is the first one. In reality, the skin is better than the lens.

Moreover, it was also the first one who was reluctant to follow him.

This gives Rongjing a fresh feel.

In fact, at the beginning, when the only young master from a hundred schools came to ask him, Wen Mingquan just looked at his good looks and spoke casually.

After all, he has always loved to play, and any kind of beauty wants to try it once, but after playing for so many years, like the little master who was held in the palm of his hand from birth, he has never played.

Now that the young master is in trouble, Rong Jing realizes that this is a good time to take advantage of people's danger, so he makes a request.

Of course, it doesn't matter if he doesn't agree, he cares most about your affection.

Rong Jing originally thought that there were only two options for this matter.

One, promise, two, do not promise.

Unexpectedly, Wen Mingquan came to the door and gave him a third answer.

He actually pushed his little boyfriend out.

Rong Jing could not help laughing at the table.

When he was young, the gap between the Rong family and the Wen family had not been so wide, and Wen Mingquan had not left the family alone. At that time, one Rong Shao and one Wen Shao, everyone said that Wen Mingquan was good in morals and good in popularity. On the other hand, Rong Jing has loved to tease little girls and boys since kindergarten, and began to fall in love in junior high school.

Rong Jing didn't care how others thought of himself, but every time he met Wen Mingquan, the kind of high and scornful glance he looked at made him very upset.

They all grew up in a circle. Who doesn't know who? They have black ink in their stomachs and a piece of white paper.

Rong Jing's personality has been strange since he was a child. The more people do n’t let him do anything, the more he wants to do. After the first junior high school romance was stopped by the elder and the teacher, he intensified and became the current playboy. Look like.

Wen Mingquan likes Master Baijia. Rongjing always knew that when Wen Mingquan failed to confess, Master Baijia went abroad and he was happy for several days.

When the Rong family began to accept the family business, and gradually brought the entire Rong family to a high place, he had little interest and time to watch Wen Mingquan's miserable love.

Of course, because he is also involved in the entertainment industry, Rong Jing is very clear about Wen Mingquan raising a boy who looks like a hundred masters to be a boyfriend.

He just thought it was funny and ironic. At that time, he was so noble in character and despised him, a man who played with men and women everywhere, but now he hasn't lied to a teenager for his own selfish desire.

A man who is a man of his own integrity, is qualified to give him pointers.

Of course, that was a young thing, and after more than ten years, he would definitely not avenge it, it was just turning it out and despising it.

Rong Jing admits that when Master Baijia asked to come to his door, he was more or less the one who wanted to get angry with Mingquan.

Unexpectedly, it was Wen Mingquan, who was wearing a mild mask every day. This time, he was willing to tear off the mask and push out Xie Mu without knowing anything.

Isn't this the funniest joke of the year?

And the thing that most interested him was the little guy's admiration for Wen Mingquan, who was pushed by his own boyfriend to others. If he knew, what kind of expression would appear on that beautiful little face?

Someone knocked on the door outside, and the secretary with slender legs came in. "Mr. Rong, Miss Zhao invites you to play golf tomorrow."

Rong Jing closed the document in his hand and waved his hand without raising his eyes, "No."

During this time, he only wanted to be in touch with that cute little animal for the time being.

***

Wen Mingquan did not sleep well last night.

When he woke up, he felt strange. Obviously, after deciding to push Xiaomu out, he didn't have a wave in his heart, only to be happy to think of a way to save Yuxiu.

One is Yu Xiu, who has been silently guarding for many years, and the other is Xie Mu who is just to solve loneliness.

Is n’t it easy to see what is important?

What's more, no matter how good Xiaomu is, he can't replace Yu Xiu. No matter how he teaches, he is still a fun-loving character. The piano will always only play one song, no matter how many times, he has to be in trouble. clothes.

He is like a child. Where can he compare with Yu Xiu.

Wen Mingquan was quick to make a decision, and until now he hasn't felt any guilt.

Although he pushed Xiaomu out, it was only good for him to follow Rong Jing. After all, Rong Jing always treats the people around him generously, but Xie Mu has no foundation in the circle, Rong Jing just leaks a little to him, both Enough for Xie Mu to take another step.

Wen Mingquan quickly persuaded himself, and in accordance with the plan, Xie Mu was brought to Rong Jing.

But when I got home, I couldn't help but think of the teenager in a bright red dress holding his arm and smiling softly.

Xie Mu didn't want to drink when he handed over the wine.

He was an adult when he first entered the circle, and was forced to drink. The purpose of the fight was to drunk him so that he could get started. At that time, he was too old, and he refused to take a sip.

Wen Mingquan knew all these things. He also knew that Xie Mu could not drink a lot of alcohol, and he could faint with a glass of drink, so he would never touch the wine outside. The fear was that he would be slaughtered after drinking.

But because this glass was handed over by himself, Xie Mu hesitated and drank it.

Because he believed that Wen Mingquan would protect him well.

Wen Mingquan set up the chessboard and played with himself.

The black and white pieces on the chessboard gradually fell into his eyes.

Xie Mu will find out that it is his hands and feet?

Wen Mingquan himself was not sure.

In fact, even if he found it, there is nothing. Although Xie Mu is still in a certain position in the circle, but it is not comparable to Wen Mingquan, who has occupied a high position for many years. .

But anyway, it is also a lover, if it is not a last resort, he does not want to make it so ugly.

——Om

When the phone vibrated, the man sitting in front of the chessboard suddenly returned to his senses, only to find that he had never dropped the chess piece.

He put down the black **** and saw the name of the person displayed on the phone, his eyes were a little more real and soft.

"Yu Xiu, what's wrong?"

Listening to Bai Yuxiu's grateful voice over there, Wen Mingquan's eyes were full of pampering, and Wen said, "Nothing, shouldn't I help you?"

"Since the company is okay, take good care of your uncle, and you will get better after he is discharged."

His soft voice stopped abruptly when he heard the sound of the keys outside.

Wen Mingquan frowned subconsciously, glanced at the direction of the living room outside, and coaxed softly, "Yu Xiu, there is something wrong with me, let me talk next time."

"OK, bye."

He hung up the phone, opened the door, and sure enough he saw the boy standing in the entrance.

Except for Wen Mingquan, the key to this house was only Xie Mu.

The boy stood there, watching him from a distance but didn't come, a pair of eyes that were always bright and smiling now filled with sadness.

Wen Mingquan gave a questioning tone, "Little wood?"

It is still as intimate as it once was, like the gentle and good boyfriend.

Almost immediately, the boy who heard his voice flushed his eyes, and his tears couldn't help sliding over his white cheeks.

Wen Mingquan stepped forward, and patted his head as gently as before, "Xiao Mu, what's the matter with you?"

The boy rushed into his arms and hugged the man, sobbing into the man's ear.

It was as if the aggrieved child outside saw his relatives finally couldn't hold back the grievance, Wen Mingquan's hand stiffened for a moment, and eventually it was slow, dropping his hand on Xie Mu's waist.

"Mingquan ... Mingquan ..."

Xie Mu's voice was full of helplessness, and Wen Mingquan patted him on the back, completely convinced that he didn't even know himself.

"What happened?"

Wen Mingquan put on a gentle mask again. He gently pulled the boy's body from his arms, staring directly at his crying eyes, reaching out his hand, and gently wiping away his tears.

"Did someone bully you? Tell me, OK?"

With that said, he completely ignored the ambiguous red traces on the boy's neck, just watching the person in front of him quietly with a pair of warm eyes.

He knew that Xie Mu would never say.

Teenagers really don't say.

In his mind, his boyfriend loves him and hurts him. If Rong Jing knows that he will attack him, he will avenge him.

People like Ke Rongjing can't shake Wen Mingquan without saying a word, and may be retaliated against.

and……

He also signed the contract.

That one-year contract.

The teenager was helpless to the extreme, but in the end, he stared at the lover in front of him with red eyes, opened his mouth, and his eyes were full of perseverance.

"Mingquan ..."

The newly dried cheeks were covered with tears.

"let's break up."

Wen Mingquan froze.

How much Xie Mu loves him, he knows it all, but only one night has passed, how can he say a breakup?

If it was a phone call or a text message break up, Wen Mingquan may also have to think about whether Rong Jing gave more and let Xie Mu choose to leave him.

But now, the boy was standing in front of him. Among those beautiful eyes that were filled with the entire starry sky by fans, some only had pain and perseverance.

He also likes him, and Wen Mingquan is quite sure of it.

The man gently touched the boy's head, "Xiao Mu, can you tell me why?"

Xie Mu shook her head in tears, her eyes were covered with tears before she could see the figure, but she kept choking and repeated, "Let's break up, break up ..."

Even if he said something about breaking up, every move he made revealed his love for Wen Mingquan everywhere.

Wen Mingquan's face was still full of tenderness, and his eyes were full of pity. He gently stroked Xie Mu's hand, "OK, I promise you."

The teenager cried for a second, then began to cry more uncomfortably.

Losing Wen Mingquan is like losing his half body.

Xie Mu felt like he was in pain all over. He leaned against Wen Mingquan weakly and said clearly that when he broke up, a pair of cold hands pulled the man's sleeves unwillingly.

In his ear was a gentle and nice voice from her boyfriend. "Xiao Mu, I don't know what happened to you. I respect your choice. Although we broke up, we are still friends and I will protect you as before."

"Mingquan ..."

His words made Xie Mu even more determined to like him.

Wen Mingquan followed the boy's will, hugged him again, and patted him gently, as if coaxing a child, "Good, all right, don't cry ..."

There was still a gentleness on his face, but there was a trace of guilt in his heart when he looked at the crying young man who couldn't stand.

After all, Xie Mu worshiped him as an idol at the beginning, and he deliberately guided him to the present.

Even at this point, the teenager still trusted and depended on him, which Wen Mingquan did not expect.

After all, since they broke up, they will take care of Xie Mu in the future, and it will be regarded as compensation.

【Ding! Wen Mingquan favors: 45】

Xie Mu cried and wiped his nose and tears on the man holding himself. [Seeing it, this is called a successful scum man's cultivation, which makes you feel bored, lets you take the initiative to break up, and finally creates a Respect the perfect look you choose, alas. 】

The system hated, "Why is he so bad! 】

[Did I tell you that he was bad? I ask you to take notes, highlight in red, and wait for me to study at night. 】

Hearing the host's careless tone, the system waited for a while before grieving and begging, [Host, don't you learn bad? 】

Xie Muzheng was crying, and he was almost not laughed at by this big baby.

If he is not bad, how could he be selected as the host.

But in view of the system's innocence, Xie Mu simply coaxed the child's tone, [I don't study, I just want to study the scum man's routine. 】

Sure enough, the naive system believed stupidly, obediently marked red and took notes in bold.

After teasing the lovely system, Xie Mu also lost his desire to continue crying. He closed his eyes and fell directly on Wen Mingquan.

Wen Mingquan was coaxing, and found that the man in Huai fell down, he quickly caught it, and after a few calls, had to admit that Xie Mu fell asleep.

He has just finished setting up a gentle boyfriend. Even if he is reluctant, he still lifts him up and puts him on the bed.

Originally thinking whether to call a doctor, but after seeing the red marks on Xie Mu's neck, the man changed his attention again.

When the teenager was placed on the bed, his coat was slightly lifted up, exposing his white waist, half covered by clothes, half exposed, but looking more attractive than being naked.

Wen Mingquan's eyes also stayed on the whiteness, his eyes moved downwards, and he easily saw the half of the red mark covered up.

Since he fell in love with Xie Mu, Wen Mingquan insisted that even if he and Bai Yuxiu were impossible, he could not be close to other people.

Therefore, after spending time with the teenager, he would hug or pull at most, and the two have never gone to bed.

Once Xie Mu thought that this was her boyfriend cherishing his performance, and was happy for a long time, but never thought that he was guarding himself like a jade who was replaced by himself.

Wen Mingquan is not indifferent. As a normal man, of course, he also has sexual impulses, but he always solves them by hand, but today, looking at the whiteness exposed by Xie Mu, he suddenly felt that his throat was dry.

Xie Mu had just cried. Although he closed his eyes, he could see that the eyes were red and swollen. His lips were red and bright. He wriggled uneasily at this moment, just lying there quietly as if to seduce him.

The restlessness and fiery body that had been rejected by Bai Yuxiu seemed to be driving Wen Mingquan, giving him other ideas.

Wen Mingquan had the desire to explore this little boyfriend for the first time.

He told himself, just checking Xie Mu's body.

After all, Rong Jing is a famous game in the circle, but Xie Mu had not even given his first kiss before that.

In the end, he pushed people out, he thought.

Wen Mingquan held out his hand and slowly lifted the boy's shirt.

The waist is very thin, the skin is very white, and there are large and large red marks that were just covered, so you can see how intense last night was.

Wen Mingquan's hands look very good. As a popular male god, the highest rating given by fans is that he has beautiful hair, but when these slender hands fall on the skin of a teenager, they can only serve as a foil.

He touched that place, tender and soft, and when he touched it, Wen Mingquan could not tell the feeling in his heart.

In the past, he just regarded Xie Mu as a good-looking decoration, or a very similar high imitation. When he missed Bai Yuxiu, he would imagine that the boy who was smiling at him was him.

Even though Xie Mu did not like him to play the piano and had no music cells, Wen Mingquan persisted in teaching him to learn a song.

And when the boy put on a white shirt and sat in front of the piano, playing a piece of music, he would get a gentle smile from Wen Mingquan.

It was for that laughter that he would obviously forget every time, and the teenager would have to force himself to remember it again, all of which Wen Mingquan knew.

His hand fell to the edge of the pants, and after a few seconds of pause, he slipped in.

Does Yu Xiu's body look like this?

Wen Mingquan rarely looked at the boy with eyes closed in bed hesitantly. When he fell asleep quietly, he looked more like Bai Yuxiu.

Without the vitality that makes people headache, and won't hold their arms slimy and coquettish, let alone the joy of a trivial matter.

Wen Mingquan has been a bit stunned recently. Although Bai Yuxiu promised to associate with him, he was shy and he felt embarrassed when he touched his hands, let alone kissing or doing deeper things.

Once Wen Mingquan can solve it by hand, but when someone who likes it for many years appears in front of himself, how can he bear it.

He refused to hurt the person he loved, but now, looking at Xie Mu who was quietly asleep on the bed, Wen Mingquan suddenly got a sense of exploration.

He reached into the teenager's jacket, slowly raised it, and eventually fell somewhere.

"Well……"

The boy with closed eyes stumbled with a shattered protest, and his handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

This was an uncomfortable performance, but it made Wen Mingquan excited.

Too much like Yuxiu.

This made him unable to bear the illusion, and now lying in bed, the person who was playing with his hands was Yu Xiu.

By the time Wen Mingquan was awake, the teenager's entire body had turned a faint red, his clothes were half faded, and he was breathing slightly as if seeking asylum.

It's beautiful and seductive.

But not Yuxiu.

Wen Mingquan seemed to be splashed with cold water, and straightened up and sat up.

How could he do this.

How can I get close to people other than Yu Xiu.

"Mingquan ..."

The boy on the bed suddenly murmured, Wen Mingquan looked over with a complex look, but saw the boy closed his eyes, his face full of pain.

"Save me, save me Mingquan ..."

"Don't leave ..."

His hands were cluttered, as if chasing something in a dream.

Wen Mingquan's eyes are more complicated.

He sat back to the bed again, handed his hand over, and watched the boy grasp like a straw to find a life-saving straw, holding it tightly in his arms like guarding the treasure.

Immediately, the uneasy look on Xie Mu's face faded, and a quiet sleeping face appeared again.

Is it just so easy to just hold a hand?

Wen Mingquan looked at the teenager's sleeping face, and the guilt in his heart seemed to be more and more chaotic as the vines were entangled.

He thought he would not care about a stand-in.

But Xie Mu is so obedient. From the moment I realized it, it was incredible.

What Wen Mingquan said, what Xie Mu would listen to, even now, he still believed in him with all his heart.

The man himself didn't know. He looked at the boy on the bed gradually softened.

He reached out his other hand and touched Xie Mu's hair lightly.

Forget it, he couldn't help him.

In the future, he was taken care of as a younger brother.

【Ding! Wen Mingquan favors: 51]

***

Mr. Rong Jingrong didn't know what baby was new recently. In these days, he never visited the place he liked the most before. Li Yan, disappointed many boys and girls who were looking forward to sleep and become famous Endlessly.

After all, Rong Jing is well-known for his lover's generosity. Now in this circle, if you want to succeed, you have to give up, sell yourself, sell others, and use whatever means to exchange resources.

Now that the optimistic Jinzhu doesn't come, many entertainers who have tried hard to dress up have inquired why for a long time.

The answer I got was that sentence, Rong Zong got a baby, it was fresh and he didn't want to find a new one.

What kind of baby can make Rong Rong come all the way to the heart, this time they inquired for a long time, they can not find out.

Rong Jing is teaching his baby to feed himself to drink while the person in question is asking around.

"French pandan."

Rong Jing leaned on the sofa and watched the boy with the black cloth on his opposite eyes stretched out his hand and carefully touched the front. When he reached the four bottles, he lowered his head slowly, sniffed gently, and finally hesitated to choose A bottle.

He was well-groomed, with only chains in his hands, a small silver-white chain, and he saw no restraint, but Rong Jing bought it for a large price.

Not only his hands, but also a pair of white and tender feet of the boy were also naked, and a silvery white chain was also worn on the slender ankle, so that he could only move forward in small steps.

Blindfolded eyes have no sense of security. Both hands and feet have to be restrained. The teenager is extremely anxious. When a bottle of wine is selected, he carefully holds the bottle, while trying to reach out and touch the front. East and West, slowly moving in the direction of Rong Jing.

The man was sitting on the sofa like this, watching Xie Mu move towards himself like a snail, he was not in a hurry, so he watched leisurely as the teenager finally came to himself.

He glanced at the label on the bottle and chuckled, "Baby, I made the wrong choice again."

Xie Mu grasped the bottle's fingertips and immediately whitened nervously. He took a step back subconsciously, and his whiter face lined with black cloth was white again.

"I, I reselect ..."

"What's the matter? Just drink this bottle."

Rong Jing stretched out his hand and pulled the teenager who wanted to leave directly into his arms. He took the wine bottle with one hand and poured it into his mouth.

"Cough ... cough ... don't ..."

The teenager caught off guard and struggled with a cough, so the red wine flowed onto his body, making him shiver coldly.

Nothing can be seen, and his hands cannot be opened. Xie Mu can only lean on the man's arms, coughing and begging.

"I can't drink ..."

Rong Jing chuckled, put her lips in the teenager's ears, and almost kissed them.

"I'll help you drink, how about it?"

"No, no ... um ..."

The boy's rejection has always been ineffective, and Rong Jing pushed him almost soaked directly onto the sofa, leaning down and pressing down.

I was about to eat in the abdomen, and there was a knock on the door.

"Sir, Mr. Bai is here."