Liang Qing never came out.

The water in the bathroom was running all the time.

Little 8: "He didn't drown in the bathroom, did he?" ”

Qin Gong: "......" may have been drunk to death.

She walked outside the bathroom and knocked on the door: "Liang Qing, have you finished washing?" ”

No response.

She opened the door directly.

Liang Qing took off his clothes and threw them on the ground, but his pants were only half off, and he slept very deeply under the shower, even if the water kept rushing on his body, he was indifferent.

The little 8 who followed was dumbfounded: "It's a ruthless person." ”

She turned off the shower with an expressionless face, pulled down his half-taken pants, and stripped him clean with shoes and socks, before wrapping him in a bath towel and carrying him to the bed.

Helping him cover the quilt, Qin Gong walked to the balcony and blew the cold wind: "Little 8, go get me a cigarette." ”

Little 8: "??? ”

She remembered the scene of Twilight Chen standing on the balcony and smoking, and her voice was soft: "I want to smoke." ”

Little 8: "......"

Little 8 jumped from one balcony to another with vicissitudes of life, and continued to jump to another balcony after a scan...... Until, when it jumped again, it met a cold face.

Little 8: "Frightened! ”

Liang Yisheng extinguished the cigarette in his hand, stared at the puppy that wanted to turn around and jump away, and scooped it into his arms with his big hand, looked around and didn't see anyone, and dragged it into the room despite its struggle.

Little 8: ", is this going to kill a dog?" Woo-woo-"

He reached out and covered her mouth: "Shhhh ”

It's not like the usual cold appearance at all, but it's still a little helpless.

Xiao 8 closed his mouth quietly in confusion, and his suspicious gaze pestered Liang Yisheng, this guy is not acting right, could it be...... Worn right?

He carried it into the room, reached out and stroked its head, then its back, and finally rolled over and buried his face in its belly.

Little 8: "??? ”

Later, he seemed to come back to his senses and put it on the ground with a cold face: "You go." ”

It took two tentative steps, and was grabbed back again.

Little 8: "......"

After three or four times like this, it couldn't stand it anymore and bit his arm with a whining when he picked it up.

Liang Yisheng didn't care, and stroked its back: "Okay, I know you're in a hurry, don't be angry, I'll send you back." ”

Little 8: "Really? ”

He put it down, walked over and opened the door: "Let's go, I'll see you." ”

Xiao 8 saw the cigarette case on the coffee table with sharp eyes, jumped on it and took it away.

Liang Yisheng: "Go back to your master, if you don't go back, I'll take you away." ”

Little 8 was so frightened that it ran out, and it could detect that his gaze had been staring at it until it rushed around the corner, and the stared eyes disappeared, and it replied to 728 with tears in its eyes, clawing at the door.

Qin Gong quickly opened the door.

It put the cigarette case on the ground and cried miserably: "I'll talk to you about the service, that Liang Yisheng is sick, really, we don't want this broken soul, you and Liang Qing are okay, Liang Yisheng seems to have changed. State. ”

Seeing that it seemed to be frightened, she picked it up and comforted it: "What's wrong?" Did you meet him? Did he abuse the dog? ”

Little 8 didn't know what to say, so he could only cry in the end: "He hugged me, stroked me, said he wanted me to go and wouldn't let me, teasing me ......"

Qin Gong: "......" This will change. Status?

She mused, "He probably just likes dogs." ”

"Impossible!" Little 8 sighed, "His eyes are so cold, and he has to bury my belly, woo woo, it's terrible." ”

Qin Gong: "......"

It cried for a long time, hiccuped, and then stopped, calmed down, and picked up the cigarette case that had fallen to the ground: "Now, servant, I brought you the cigarette." ”

She laughed for a moment and rubbed its head: "No need, I don't want to smoke again, it's just ...... Forget it, leave it to the protagonist to smoke. ”

I just remembered the way someone smoked, and suddenly I thought about it.