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Chapter 68 Give You a Chance to Kill Me

"Lan Xiaojing, what will happen to you if you find out that I have lied to you in the future?" Cong Lang asked suddenly, his tone was very casual, like a joke.

Lan Jing frowned slightly, and looked at him with open eyes, "Generally, people who ask this question have either already cheated or are about to cheat. Tell me, what did you lie to me?"

"So sensitive?" Cong Lang laughed.

Lan Jing smiled but said nothing.

Cong Lang, "I don't know how to say it yet, I'll tell you when I think it over."

"Yo, there are things that Young Master Cong dare not say." Lan Jing patted his face, "It's okay, be thick-skinned, and tell the truth, I promise I won't smack you."

Cong Lang stopped moving and looked at him, without words for a long time, his eyes seemed to have a lot of thoughtful words to say, but in the end, he just kissed him lightly, and said in a low breathless voice , "Lan Xiaojing, if one day I make you sad, I will give you a chance to kill me with my own hands."

Lan Jing was slightly surprised, put away his joking thoughts, and stared seriously into Cong Lang's eyes, he knew what the other party said was true.

After a long while, Lan Jing curled his lips, and by cleverness, he turned his body and pressed Cong Lang under him, and then took the initiative to straddle his waist for a while, and then opened his mouth casually.

"Why, Young Master Cong went out to find other wild men behind my back?"

Cong Lang smiled and touched his sweaty back, "No."

"That's fine, as long as you don't run away with others, I will definitely not kill you," Lan Jing said, "So do you want to confess now?"

Cong Lang shook his head.

Lan Jing smiled, he had never seen a situation that made Cong Lang so embarrassed that he couldn't open his mouth. It seemed that what the other party was hiding would indeed directly affect the relationship between the two of them.

But what can Cong Lang hide from him?

Lan Jing frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out why.

But Cong Lang suddenly burst into laughter, the cloud between his brows dissipated, he pinched Lan Jing's waist and straightened his hips a few times, then smiled and said, "I'm kidding you, Lan Xiaojing, you are so easy to lie Now, I will sell you in the future, what can you do."

"Get out!" Lan Jing roared angrily, and punched Cong Lang hard twice, but he didn't relax in his heart. He believed even more that what Cong Lang just said was not a lie.

Just looking at the man under him who had become boundless again, he didn't ask anything in the end.

The days that followed gradually became more stable and comfortable.

Because Lin Shao was pregnant with a second child, Shang Shaodong put all the burden on him and left it to Cong Lang.

Young Master Cong, who didn't have to go to the company for a whole month, had to find time to report when he fished for three days and posted on the net for two days.

For the rest of the time, he stayed with Lan Jing.

The second uncle asked him if he did any ideological work for Lan Jing.

Cong Lang said no, he knew that the wound in the man's heart could only be healed slowly by waiting for time.

Lan Jing still has nightmares at night, but every time he wakes up, he lies in a firm embrace, and some hands will gently pat his back, coaxing him softly, "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here Woolen cloth."

Whenever this time, his trembling heart will slowly settle down in such tenderness.

When Lan Jing suffers from insomnia, Cong Lang will take the initiative to drag Lan Jing and pester him frantically on the bed to accompany him through this difficult time.

After a long time, every time Lan Jing sat up startled in the dark alone, he couldn't help but miss these days.

It was the happiest time in his rough and tumbled life.

"Brother Cong, Mr. Lei asked me to have dinner today." Lan Jing stood at the door of the bar and looked at the car that came to pick him up and said to Cong Lang on the phone.

Cong Lang pinched his phone and looked at the time, "I'll be off work soon, wait for me to go with you."

"Farewell, isn't it provocative for us to go?" Lan Jing quacked happily.

Cong Lang was also happy when he heard that, "I don't worry about you going alone."

"There is nothing to worry about. If I go, he won't eat me. If you go, you might be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks."

Lan Jingle had enough, his voice paused, and then he said, "Let me go, I'll talk to him."

Since telling Lei Shao that he and Cong Lang are in a relationship, Lei Shao has not made any movement during this period, and seems to have let go.

But no one knows what he thinks in his heart.

Today the other party came to call, Lan Jing didn't know what to do, but after all, he was a kind person to him, so it was a bit unreasonable not to go.

Cong Lang seemed more confident than him, Lan Jing didn't want him to go, he thought about it and didn't insist, he just said, "I'll pick you up later."

As Lan Jing said, Lei Shao is going to deal with him, and he won't really do anything to Lan Jing.

After hanging up the phone, Lan Jing got into the car and saw Mu Zixing sitting in the driver's seat.

"How have you been?" he asked casually.

Mu Zixing looked at him and said with a smile, "Fortunately, you look good."

"I'm in a good mood." Lan Jing gritted his teeth.

Mu Zixing also smiled, "Is it because you are dating that person?"

Lan Jing nodded generously, then he leaned back in the chair, put his hands on his forehead and asked, "By the way, what is Mr. Lei's attitude, tonight is not going to be a grand feast, right?"

"Are you afraid that he will detain you or kill you?" Mu Zixing asked.

"Who knows," Lan Jing curled his lips together, "What if someone comes who would rather be broken jade than whole tiles."

"No," Mu Zixing said, looking at the road ahead, "he is not willing to kill you, and he will not kill you because he is concerned about Cong Shao's influence. There is no point in detaining you."

Hearing this, Lan Jing shrugged his shoulders, turned his head to look at the road view outside the window and didn't make another sound.

When he arrived at Lei's house, Lei Shao asked his servants to prepare a table of Lan Jing's favorite dishes as usual.

Seeing Lan Jing, he said the same as before, "Here we come."

Lan Jingjing nodded, called Mr. Shenglei, and took his seat.

During the dinner, Lei Shao still gave him vegetables.

Lan Jing was eating in silence, he was waiting for Lei Shao to speak, but Lei Shao was worthy of being the boss, he was very calm.

After a meal, the two moved to the tea room, and then Lei Shao asked a few innocuous questions about what happened recently.

Lan Jing answered one by one, until a cup of tea was served, Lei Shao said, "Xiao Jing."

Lan Jing put down the teacup, he knew it was time to come and still came.

Mu Zixing, who was kneeling next to him, wanted to buy new tea for the two of them. Lei Shao raised his hand to stop him, then looked at Lan Jing and said in a low voice, "Do you remember, you promised me that if one day you want to stop, You can only find me."

Lan Jing and Mu Zixing raised their heads at the same time.

Of course Lan Jing remembered these words, but it was a strategy to deal with Lei Shao's interests at that time, and he thought he would be alone for the rest of his life, but he never expected that his life force would kill a young master Cong.

Lei Shao asked without any emotion. Lan Jing couldn't figure out what he wanted to do, so he nodded, "I remember."

"But you broke your promise," Lei Shao said unhurriedly.

Lan Jing pursed his lips, stared at the bright tea in front of him, and said nothing.