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The next day, Fang Tinglan woke up first. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Hai Lian who was still asleep. Evenly sprinkled on the ears, Fang Tinglan hardly noticed that there was someone lying beside him.
Although he had seen Hai Lian in his sleep on the deserted island, and last night he personally disarmed Hai Lian of all his defenses, but this was the first time Fang Tinglan could clearly see the face of the other party who took the initiative to let go of his defenses. The little pirate's lips are thin and light-colored, and the red hidden underneath can only be revealed after excessive rubbing; his neck is also very slender, and when he can't bear it, he will raise it high, revealing the most fragile voice while trembling; A body, whether it's the tight straight line when stretching or the weakness after orgasm...
Something is wrong. Fang Tinglan took a short breath, and suddenly looked away. At this moment, the eyelashes of the person in front of him trembled slightly, and he also opened his eyes suddenly.
"... woke you up?" Fang Tinglan smiled.
Hai Lian didn't reply, the others seemed a little dazed, opening his eyes was just an instinctive reaction of his vigilance for many years, when the shadow of Fang Tinglan was indeed imprinted in his pupils, the young man wrinkled his nose, turned over and was about to continue sleeping.
He wanted to sleep, but Fang Tinglan didn't want him to lie still. "Oh, look at other people's little lovers, there are always endless sweet things to say the next day after a night of spring festival," Mrs. Fang complained, while rubbing Hailian's neck, "Your Excellency, it's good to turn your face away." people."
"How can I turn my face and deny..." Hailian's muttering was caught by the other party. Seeing that the weight of Fang Tinglan's body had been pressed down, the hand that always held the firecracker also held a certain energetic gun. "Gun", Hai Lian's eyes widened instantly, "What do you want to do in broad daylight?"
Fang Tinglan laughed: "Hey, why are you more serious than me?"
"I'm so tired that I'm too lazy to mess with you."
"Then just lie down and enjoy."
Helian was completely speechless. Although he doesn't care about the matter of going to bed, he is not someone who indulges in it - being able to live in this ghost place for three years is the best proof. Yesterday he had already paid a heavy price for the Haikou that he once boasted about. Now Hailian's whole body is as limp as when he was stretched by the bastard master a few years ago, and he really doesn't have the energy to fight another round. He glanced at Fang Tinglan, but it was a pity that the corners of his eyes were red, and he didn't have much momentum when squinting at people, "Fang Tinglan, have you ever grown up and never had sex?"
The man smiled but didn't answer: "Well... guess what?"
Hailian couldn't guess, and didn't have the energy to guess. He felt that a small piece of skin on the side of his neck was being finely run over by his teeth, and it was a little tingling. He also heard the sound of girls getting up in twos and threes in the brothel. There is no taboo in this place. Yali told a dirty joke, and then there were crisp laughter outside the door, like a flock of chirping birds. I couldn't help laughing.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Huh? Didn't you hear, just now Yali was talking about yesterday..."
"No distractions."
Fang Tinglan interrupted him, exerting more force on his waist, forcing Hailian to be unable to utter other syllables except for a short urgent sound.
"Don't be distracted." He emphasized so much, dragging Hailian back into the whirlpool.
It wasn't until the girls outside the door made an appointment to go out for a spring outing in the countryside, and the sound of happy footsteps gradually disappeared, that the climax in this small room slowly faded away. Fang Tinglan kissed Hailian's sweaty ears, "They are going out, let's get up too, go take a shower in the backyard, and I will take you to see my new residence in Bainiao District."
Yesterday evening, Hai Lian did hear the other party say that he was going to move, and he couldn't help but frowned: "Why do you want to move all of a sudden?"
"I have to do some business in Shiratori District, so I want to make it easier to come and go."
Hai Lian turned around and looked at Fang Tinglan who was bending over to search for his clothes in the mess: "Fecona is dead."
"I know, it's because he's dead that there's a lot of finishing work to be done." Fang Tinglan found his own and threw Hailian's clothes to him, "When I'm done, I'll take you back home. Dongzhou."
"About what time?"
"It depends on the situation, before June."
"Can we wait until the Sea God Festival?" Helen paused, then added, "Didn't you say last year that you wanted to see the festival here?"
He actually remembered this. Fang Tinglan's heart suddenly softened, and he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth: "Of course. I'm going to fetch water, do you want to take a bath together?"
Seeing that there is something wrong with this fox-like smile, Hailian said righteously: "Forget it."
Walk across the street from the direction of the embassy in the Bainiao District, and you will arrive at Fang Tinglan's new residence after bypassing a remote alley. This attic probably used to be the hiding place of a dignified golden house in the Shiratori District. The feminine ornate decoration inside was hurriedly sold before it could be replaced. I don't know what happened to the previous owner.
Zhou Buyi's hands and feet are really nimble, and he even hired servants for Fang Tinglan - an old man who is the gatekeeper, and a young man from Xilu who only understands simple southern dialect. Curiously, the boy helped his new owner take the luggage. He thought that another equally elegant hostess would come down from the carriage, but in the next second he saw a young man in a gray sailor jacket jumping out of the carriage as well. .
In Jiumeng City, the best way to judge which district a person belongs to is to look at the other person's feet. The little manservant subconsciously glanced at the young man's old leather boots with mud splashes.
"What do you think?" Fang Tinglan opened the curtains of the living room and asked.
"Tsk," the little pirate said sourly, "It's nice to have money."
"Then you want to move in and live with me?"
Hailian shook her head: "I don't like it here."
"The decoration will be changed." Fang Tinglan glanced at the golden flowers on the wall.
"Not this." With the keenness of an assassin, how could he fail to notice the startled expression of the little servant just now, he thought for a while before saying, "I have a natural horoscope disagreement with Shiratori District, and I basically came here to kill people."
Fang Tinglan smiled clearly, "It's fine if you prefer to stay in Huajie, but..." He said, throwing the key in his hand to Hailian, "It's yours, take it."
"I told you—" Hai Lian stopped talking suddenly.
He is not a kid in his teens, even if he is a kid, he should know what this key means after spending so many years in the mud area of Sand Ghost Bay. He can resist Fang Tinglan's rhetoric, but this handful of copper products in his palm is worth countless passionate promises and affectionate vows.
The uneven lines fit perfectly with the palm of the hand, and the coldness quickly took over the temperature of the skin. He slowly clenched it a little more, as if he wanted to hold a "home" firmly.
After a long time, two very soft words were squeezed out from the mouth of the young pirate.
"… thanks."
Fang Tinglan's smile deepened, he took that hand, wrapped the key in the palms of the two of them, then clasped the gap between his fingers, and pulled Hai Lian to walk forward leisurely: "Let's go, there is still room upstairs. Didn't visit."
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Fang Tinglan and Hailian are at ease now, but the atmosphere in the Tisu embassy two hundred steps away is different. Qin Weiyu read the letter from beginning to end three times before raising his eyes to the sender: "That's it?"
"Otherwise?" The messenger Zhou Buyi cocked his legs and pouted at His Royal Highness Chen Wang. Since the first day he came to monitor Qin Weiyu, he has been acting like this, and Qin Weiyu is used to it. He put down the letter and pondered for a while, before continuing: "Since when have you been the person who stopped the flames?"
"Since he came here."
"why?"
"Your Fa Xiao is much more generous than King Liang's." Zhou Buyi made a gesture of money, "generous enough for me to turn against you."
Qin Weiyu sneered. Now that the words have been spoken, there are only him and Zhou Buyi in the room now, so he doesn't have to put on his usual cautious appearance, the young man looks at Zhou Buyi fixedly: "He knows that I am doing things in Tisu. What is it?"
"That's right."
"Doesn't he blame me?"
"Why does he blame you?" Zhou Buyi looked puzzled.
"I'm the one with blood," Qin Weiyu glanced at his fingers, which were fair and slender, "I used to always hide behind him and dare not do anything..."
Zhou Buyi let out a sigh, very disapproving: "The color on Fang Tinglan's hands is much brighter than yours. Anyway, he will bathe in the pool of blood in the future. Is it even darker than the pool?"
"He really doesn't mind?" Qin Weiyu asked again.
"It seems that you don't mind, maybe you are quite happy that your methods are so straightforward and vicious."
Qin Weiyu muttered something, but Zhou Buyi didn't catch it. The frivolous libertine can't understand that the other party is entangled in such trivial matters after the showdown. He still has an appointment with the beautiful woman at night, and his heart has already flown into the beauty's arms. Yes, Fang Tinglan and I are willing to join this thief ship, you just need to give me a definite answer."
Qin Weiyu pursed her lips. In the past six months, Fang Tinglan has been in contact with him by letter, and he has also asked about the progress of the matter, but except for the fact that Fang Tinglan asked him to help inquire about the old Viscount at the beginning, after that, his tone was gentle so that he did not have to. Worrying—it seems that since then, Fang Tinglan has found Zhou Buyi, a more convenient partner. He has been worrying about gains and losses for so long, and Qin Weiyu didn't know that Fang Tinglan had done so many things until Zhou Buyi handed over the letter to him today. He should have been furious, but all his emotions were dispelled by the few words in Fang Tinglan's letter.
He didn't blame me for not writing to him when he was desperate, he understood my difficulty.
He already knew that I was not the Qin Weiyu I used to be, but he didn't mind.
He arranged everything and paved the way for me so as not to worry me.
He promised to introduce Count Simona to me, and he also promised to share his influence in the Eastern State. He is not using me, I am his partner.
He called me Weiyu.
Call me Your Majesty.
He needs me now.
"I see." Chen Wang finally raised his head and smiled slightly, "Please tell Tinglan not to worry, I will help."