Eternal Burning

I smiled and asked: If there is an ideal country, would you like to go?

go. Fang Qinian said without hesitation, I'm curious whether the Philosopher King can really rule a country well.

Socrates always believed that only philosophers can be good kings, otherwise mankind will never have peace. But the fact is that philosophers are often too idealistic, naive, and habitually miserable in politics, with no good end.

No, philosophers can't be good politicians. I don't like it.

Fang Qinian laughed: So it is an ideal country.

The servant holding the wine bottle wanted to pour me some wine again. Shang Muxiao covered the mouth of the glass with his palm and asked her to replace it with water.

I didn't care, I just didn't know, but I didn't touch the glass of water again.

Aside from the bad opening, the meal was actually good, the dishes were good, the wine was good, and Fang Qinian was also good. However, Shang Muxiao should not feel that much. After the meal, the air pressure on his side was getting lower and lower, and in the end it was almost condensed into a real cloud.

It's not even eight o'clock when I drink tea after my meal. Normally, I should sit down again, but it is very strange for me to come to eat in my capacity. If I can't sit again, how can Shang Yunrou scold me in her heart.

I was thinking about how to go, but the Shang Muxiao started to ask the servants to prepare the guest room.

Preparing the room for what? Shang Yunrou asked.

I drank and couldn't drive. It was so late, and I was worried that the teacher would go back alone. Shang Muxiao looked at me with tenderness in his eyes. He couldn't pick out the slightest fault in his words. He wanted the teacher to live here tonight and leave tomorrow.

No, you are not worried about me, you are just not angry with your dad, you are unwilling, and you want me to stay and continue to perform tomorrow.

Teacher, are you okay? He came over and took my hand, again pretending to be pleading.

He knew that I would take this trick, that I would be used to him and that it would be difficult to refuse, so he became more and more unscrupulous and arrogant.

I could just throw off his hand and leave, or I could throw the words bad on his face to see how he would answer, but I didn't.

Perhaps, wine jīng is not so ineffective for me. I stared at him and suddenly went crazy too.

it is good. I nodded in agreement, wanting to see where things could go.

Shang Yunrou's expression became very bright, Fang Qinian was always calm, but the corners of his lips were full of smirks.

Then live downstairs, downstairs is convenient. Fang Qinian said with a teacup. Fortunately, the items in Mr. Shang's fractured fashion last year were not dismantled. It is also fate.

Shang Yunrou took a deep breath, apparently enduring it to the extreme.

Then I'll stay too. she says.

Later, Fang Qinian proposed to watch a movie and asked if anyone was with him, but no one responded, he shrugged and went to the basement by himself.

The servant quickly tidied up the guest room, and after greeting Shang Yunrou, Shang Muxiao pushed me through the living room, walked a short distance, and entered a large suite.

As Fang Qinian said, next to the soft and tidy big chair, the handrail for getting up easily has not been removed. It seems that Shang Lu injured his leg last year.

All right, you go out. I just ordered an expulsion.

After a long silence behind him, Shang Muxiao didn't go out. Instead, he gently embraced me from behind and said in a sweet and well-behaved tone, Teacher, are you angry?

His lips were right next to my ear, and every word he said made me tingle.

Your family is already so colorful, you really don't need me to add to it. I turned my face away to avoid his entanglement.

He paused, tightened his arms, and persevered and leaned back again: I really wanted to piss my dad off about the two of us, let him know that I'm not a doll in his hands, and would resist, but that's just one of them. Most importantly, I want to show you my family and spend New Year's Eve with you.

Without telling you in advance, I know you will definitely not agree. If you're mad about it, then I apologize to you. I'm sorry, forgive me.

He apologized very quickly every time, and seemed to know that as long as he lowered his body and spit out the words I'm sorry, even the most angry person would not be able to continue to be angry at his face.

And the result of forgiveness is too easy, which makes it difficult for him to feel guilty. Apologizing is just a simple and convenient tool he uses to settle conflicts, he doesn't really feel sorry.

He's only 20 years old, and he has everything anyone else wants at his fingertips, money, looks, attention. It came so easily that he didn't care, including me.

He will only cherish those hard-to-have and hard-won things, such as family affection, such as Shang Yunrou.

This realization left me exhausted from the inside out, and my head hurt.

A bad owl is always a bad owl. How could I have thought that he would be completely transformed after being obedient for a while? There is no way he could be tamed by me.

Sighing secretly, I said: You go out first, your sister will knock on the door later.

I wasn't ready to accept his apology, and I didn't want to quarrel with him here, so I decided to hold the ostrich mentality and put the matter on hold for the time being until tonight.

Mu Xiao, is the room okay? Shang Yunrou really doesn't worry about us, she went outside almost as soon as I finished speaking.

head. But still restrained, did not break in.