He fell in love with the brain in the revenge script

"Give me a hug." His eyes were deep, and his emotions were obscured by the night. He was gentle, vague, and a little unreal. He said, "Give me a hug. You have to get used to me."

Ms. Su Nanzhi said that in an intimate relationship, hugging makes it easier than kissing to let people put down their guard and become dependent and deeply in love.

After he asked, he waited, waiting for Wen Changling to take the initiative.

She reacted, walked over, raised both hands at the same time, her movements were obviously unskilled, awkwardly wrapped around his waist, and weakly hugged him.

She was used to being alone and was unfamiliar with being intimate with others.

Xie Shang sighed helplessly, grabbed her hand and placed it close to his waist: "Everyone is yours, what are you afraid of if you touch her."

He was wearing thin clothes, and her fingers could feel the texture of his waist and abdomen, giving her an absolutely suppressed sense of power.He had always felt like this to her, like she was in the center of thousands of troops, very safe but also very dangerous.

She leaned her face against him to let herself get used to such closeness. His body temperature was very hot and kept interfering with her thoughts. She felt that she should say something.

The tip of her nose touched her collar and she said, "The fragrance on your body smells very good, every scent smells good."

"I got it on when I was making perfume."

The perfumer is Xie Qingze’s dream. It is slightly different from the modern perfumer. The word perfumer is even more ancient.Perfumers focus on making incense, while incense masters in the old days focused on palm incense and offering incense.

Compared with developing incense, Xie Qingze prefers the process of selecting incense for people. Burning incense for every mood is his passion.

Xie Shang didn’t have a dream that he couldn’t do, and then Xie Qingze’s dream became what he had been doing.

Wen Changling was suddenly curious: "You didn't even tell me about your side job."

She tilted her head, wanting to hear.

Hetang Street is full of old houses, and some of the old houses still retain their thresholds. Grandma Zhu’s house has a threshold.Xie Shang picked up Wen Changling and put her feet on the threshold. At such a height, she didn't need to raise her head.

His grandmother was the daughter of a traditional family, so there were many rules in the family.When I was a kid, my grandmother said it was rude to step on the threshold.

Wen Changling could be rude to him, after all, it was he who had bad intentions and was rude in the first place.

"I have a friend named He Dongzhou. He is very good at business and has opened a company that specializes in making fragrances. He is responsible for the operation, and I occasionally mix the fragrances."

Wen Changling only knows one domestic perfume company: "Is it Wudu?"

"Ah."

Jiahui likes perfume, so Wen Changling has heard about it from her. It is said that Wudu's perfumes are all top-notch products. Many big-name perfumes abroad want to imitate them, but they can't produce similar scents at all.

Jiahui also said that Wudu's bottles are also very beautiful. The bottles are all painted with intangible cultural heritage, which is difficult to collect. A complete set of classic bottles is worth an apartment in a second-tier city.

It is not difficult to see that He Dongzhou is very good at making money.

Wen Changling sincerely praised: "Your friend is so amazing."

Xie Shang hummed and agreed: "What about me?"

She smiled: "You are awesome too."

Because Wen Changling was standing right under the lantern, and the apricot-yellow light fell right on them, she could see clearly the small mole on Xie Shang's collarbone when she lowered her head slightly.

The Creator really cared for him, and every stroke on him was just right.

"You have a mole here."

Wen Changling touched it with her fingers, without thinking much in her mind, she just touched him by accident. It was clear that she didn't dare to hug him hard just now.

She was still staring.

Xie Shang didn't pull his collar and let her see: "Do you like it?"

She was always honest: "Yeah."

I want to bite, but it bleeds.Xie Shang responded with a smile, with an almost conniving obedience: "Oh, I understand."

She looked up.

What do you know?Do you know what she really thinks?

She reached out again and touched the mole on his collarbone. She wanted to show her teeth and bite it.

"cough."

The sudden sound of coughing suppressed Wen Changling's nascent sadistic desire.She immediately let go, let go of Xie Shang's waist, and got down from the threshold.

"I went first."

She hurried into the house, closed the door, and left Xie Shang behind.

Inside the house, Granny Zhu pretended to be pacing near the door to eat with her hands behind her back.But this point has long passed the point of digestion.

"Mother-in-law."

Grandma Zhu asked: "Have you had dinner?"

"Eat in the hospital cafeteria."

Granny Zhu waved her hands, meaning to go to bed quickly. She walked into her room and walked to the door. She couldn't help but asked one more question: "Are you and Boss Xie talking about being friends?"

This old house is not soundproof either, and Granny Zhu has very good ears.In fact, I had already seen some signs. After all, Boss Xie had a strong sense of distance from everyone, but he was close to Wen Changling.

Wen Changling nodded: "Yes, we are talking."

Granny Zhu couldn't help but worry: "Boss Xie is a nice guy, but... he's so extraordinary."

Sometimes being ordinary and ordinary is a blessing.

Xie Shang's family background is widely known in Hetang Street. His grandfather's side is a big law firm and his maternal grandfather's side is a bank. There are few such family backgrounds in the entire imperial capital.And Wen Changling was just a nurse. At least in Granny Zhu's view, their family backgrounds were too different.

Wen Changling just smiled, not caring at all: "Mother-in-law, I am not ordinary either."

Granny Zhu thought about Sun Zheng again. Yes, how could he be ordinary at such a long age?Grandma Zhu felt relieved and fanned the cattail leaf to drive away mosquitoes: "Have a good talk with him. I think he values ​​you very much."

Granny Zhu went back to the house.

Wen Changling also returned to her house. She used the two floors in the backyard and rented them together. Granny Zhu would never come to her house without permission.

There was some dust on the steps of the second floor. She climbed up the stairs, making almost no sound of her footsteps.The light bulbs in the hallway were old, dim, and covered in bugs and moths.

Wen Changling unlocked a door with a key, an old-fashioned lock, and she pushed the door open and went in.

There were no lights on inside, but there was a faint light coming from the computer screen.There is almost no furniture in the room, with six computers, a large trash can, and a pushable whiteboard wall covered with photos.

On the computer screen, a group of people are partying and reveling.

"Taishi, the wine is gone, bring me the wine."

The wine bottle shook, and with a pop, the bottle was opened, and the wine sprayed out instantly.

Wen Changling walked to the photo wall. The protagonist who was already having fun on the screen was now framed in the photo, with a pair of eyes slashed by a razor blade.

I haven’t checked the typos yet, so I’ll have a meal first, and the second update will be around [-]pm.

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