Conan: Ke Xue’s daily life in the world of elderly care

"Um……"

Tang Muqing leaned on the sofa, narrowed his eyes and thought for a while before speaking, "Yes, Gin, you have a good personality."

Belmode:......

If you are sick, you must be sick.

Belmode reached out and touched Tang Muqing's forehead, frowning and looking at him, "I don't have a fever either."

"I'm serious." Tang Muqing took the hand that fell on his forehead, held Belmod in his arms like a couple clinging to each other, and explained softly, "Take the money if you give it. If you don't have the money, take it. No need." He secretly attacks my competitors as soon as he opens his mouth. He occasionally takes me out to do quest lines without letting me worry about intelligence docking and security. He comes to see me from time to time, and even helps me carry the takeout upstairs when I go upstairs. .”

Gin has a cold face and a lot of blood in his hands, but he is really comfortable to get along with. He does what he should do. If he is not curious and doesn't explore the other person, he won't have murderous intentions towards him.

Of course, the premise is that there is really no ghost in your heart.

He had spent several years putting himself on Gin's trust list, and he deserved it.

Belmod closed his eyes, "That's how you see him."

Who is a good person who said that an internationally wanted criminal is easy to get along with...

"Maybe." Tang Muqing's lips curved into a slight smile, and his tone was lazy, "Even if I am no longer useful in the future, he will be willing to give me a chance to retire."

Having gotten to this point, he has the authority to contact the core of the organization, but he is too lazy to do so. An ATM only needs to know who is coming to withdraw money to identify the password, and the rest...

What does it have to do with him?

He could just sit back and wait for the elixir of immortality.

As for whether it will be useful in the future...it will still be useful. There are many people who can make money, but there are really not many people who are as generous as him.

"If Gin changes his face, just get up and leave immediately." Bermod disdainfully looked at Tang Muqing looking up and down, "So Vodka is also very obedient and easy to get along with. You don't want to harm Vodka."

Tang Muqing:...

Vodka...

"I am a businessman who is tacky and smells like copper. I cannot appreciate the beauty of the soul." Tang Muqing stretched out his hand to lift Belmode's chin, with a faint smile in his eyes, "I'm just a common man, I only have one pair of eyes." Being able to see beyond superficial appearances.”

He does not pursue the nobility of his soul. Derogatory words such as those who are greedy for profit and those who are unwilling to change things can be placed on him.

In this world, who can not love money, power, and sex?

"Quite frankly." Belmod chuckled, took the cigarette from Tang Muqing's fingertips and threw it into the ashtray, "It's greedy enough."

"Of course." Tang Muqing raised his eyebrows and looked at Belmod's face as if he were looking at some art, "People chase profit like moths chase flames, and I do the same."

After saying this, Tang Muqing let go and stood up, "Okay, it's enough time, I can go home."

Belmode was lying on the sofa, her long legs were half covered by the dark red skirt, and her calves were exposed and rested on the armrest of the sofa.

She leaned on the armrest on the other side and raised her feet on the pillow. Her toes landed on the man's abdomen. She raised her brows and said with a smile, "Are you really not going to stay?"

Tang Muqing lowered his eyes, held Belmode's ankles and placed them on the sofa. He buttoned up his coat silently and said, "Don't think I'm brainless. I know with my toes that you'll kick me out of bed if I stay."

Ah!

Belmod might not mind having sex with someone, but it was definitely not someone he knew but wasn't too familiar with.

Who wouldn't have flirted a little bit before but insisted on asking for gin and distillery?

"How do you know if your guess is accurate if you don't try?" The smile on Belmode's face became more and more playful, and he lay on the sofa with his head propped up, "Or do you dare not?"

Tang Muqing:...

provocative? !

"How will you know if I dare or not if you don't try?" Tang Muqing raised his eyebrows, stopped buttoning his buttons and looked at Belmod, with the same playful smile in his eyes.

Belmode laughed, touched the phone and took a look at it before standing up. He pressed Tang Muqing's shoulders and asked him to sit on the sofa. "I can't leave. The reporters I found gathered around downstairs. I heard that And my fans and your suitors, go down now..."

Belmode raised his chin, "Not only will your private address be exposed, it will also make people think I am unattractive."

After saying this, Belmode turned and walked into the bathroom, grabbing the bottle of expensive red wine he had just purchased.

When it comes to red wine bathing, it’s just a red wine bathing. She, Belmode, also has to spend ATM money!

Enjoy using ATM money and flirting with ATMs by the way. What a wonderful life!

Tang Muqing lowered his eyes and looked at the various entertainment news on his phone, and reminded aloud, "Then remember to cover me with a quilt at night, otherwise I will walk out with a pale face tomorrow, and your reputation will not be good."

Scandal is okay, but scandal about physical weakness is really not okay.

Belmod squatted, stood at the bathroom door and turned to look at Tang Muqing, "I'm trying my best, but can I order room service? I need some fruit."

Tang Muqing:...

"Eat or take a bath?" Tang Muqing couldn't help but frown, "I've never understood how throwing fruit slices in the bathtub is different from stewing soup?"

Don't ask. If you ask, you really don't understand.

Although he is a domineering boss, he also pays attention to rituals and lives an exquisite life, but he really doesn't understand this kind of useless thing and he needs to wash off the sugar on his body after taking a bath.

Belmode thought for a while, "It looks good."

"Then... do you need to find some cinnamon? Stew a pot of mulled wine and add a portion of Bellmode?" Tang Muqing couldn't help but laugh out loud. After sending the message to the bodyguard, he stood up and rolled up his sleeves, "I I won’t let the lady I’m dating prepare her own bath water, so you’d better go outside and wait for me.”

Belmode leaned against the bathroom door and watched the tall man cleaning the bathtub and adjusting the water temperature. The expensive custom-made suit was so wrinkled and he didn't cherish it at all, "Do you want to drink mulled wine?"

"Look for Calvados, he will never leave a drop, and there is no need to clean up after drinking." Tang Muqing was unmoved. The dignified boss squatted next to the bathtub and slowly poured red wine into it, "Although I am lustful, I barely I may be considered a gangster, but I’m really not a pervert, and I don’t drink the bathwater.”

"So that's it..." Belmod chuckled for a lifetime. After hearing the doorbell ring, he walked out to get the bodyguard's delivery, then walked back and threw various spices into the bathtub.

She tested the water temperature and put her hand covered with water drops in front of Tang Muqing's eyes, "What about bath water like this?"

Tang Muqing:...

I hate people who set fires but don't put them out!

I hate seduction without a sense of boundaries!

Tang Muqing lowered his head and rubbed his cheek against Belmode's palm, "I advise you to be careful."