He was teasing brightly. When Feng Rong heard this, he suddenly said, "Do you like Gu Wenzhi?"

"Eh?" Lin Yingkong was stunned by the question.

Feng Rong looked at him quietly. Although Gu Wenzhi was just an illusion played, he was introverted, cowardly, inferior, pathological, insecure, and insecure. He was not very similar to the real Feng Rong, but he had subtle similarities.

Lin Yingkong became serious when he saw him. He said sternly: "I don't like Gu Wenzhi, but I like your Minister, Gu Wenzhi."

Feng Rong raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the tongue twister, "Hmm?"

Lin Yingkong adjusted his position and wrapped Feng Rong in his arms better. "Although the saying that if you love someone, you have to love everything about him is a bit nonsense, but I think since I love you, even if I don't like a certain part, I still accept everything about you. Isn't this normal? If you like someone, you have to make everything about him who you like, such a relationship is meaningful? Will the minister change because I say I don't like you?"

Feng Rong was silent for a moment and said confidently: "No." In fact, this was also the reason why he rejected Lin Yingkong at the beginning - he was unwilling to go with the flow for anyone anymore. He was Feng Rong and a dark figure, but he would not become a puppet of someone again.

"So, your question is meaningless, Minister," Lin Yingkong blinked, "Even if you have Gu Wenzhi's personality, you will not become Gu Wenzhi."

Feng Rong couldn't help thinking. Even though Lin Yingkong knew a lot of his past, in Lin Yingkong's eyes, he seemed to be the same Feng Rong who had known him for seven years, rather than the dark leash that hid in the shadow of others. Perhaps Lin Yingkong was right. Even if he was Gu Wenzhi, he would not make Gu Wenzhi's decision. The dark leash could wait for death, but now he could be inferior and cowardly, but he would not sit back and wait for death.

Lin Yingkong seemed to see what he was thinking and said, "Minister, I love you."

"...Hmm." Feng Rong couldn't react at once, so he could only respond in a hurry.

Lin Yingkong looked at him with deep and gentle eyes, "I love you, but you don't need to change too much for this relationship. In fact, I have not changed my nature for you. We are two independent individuals. I chose you. You don't need to bear any price for this relationship, and worry about any bad consequences. Those are things I have to be responsible for. You just need to love me well."

Feng Rong asked softly: "Is your feelings enough to bear any price?"

"I can't," said Lin Yingkong, "at least, I don't think I can bear the fact that I will lose you one day."

Feng Rong almost wanted to smile bitterly, so you would also be worried about losing me? I thought I was the only one who was afraid of losing me if I got it.

Lin Yingkong saw his bitter smile and was a little confused, but he continued: "I didn't think about what to do if you don't want me one day, but I can't choose to be shorter than long pain because of this, so I might just leave you with my own initiative, right? Feelings cannot represent everything, but having feelings is a very happy thing. The you in my eyes may be different from the real you, but I love you, I accept the you in the past, cherish the you now, and accompany the you in the future. No matter what you look like, what you will become, it will not be a trouble for me, because - nothing is more important than the fact that I love you, and I have no reason to refuse you of any appearance."

Tao Youjing also said to Lin Yingkong-You love him, so he has no reason to refuse you.

"You told me that you have never taken the initiative to let go of anyone's hand. Then, Minister, you don't need to change anything or worry about anything for me. You just need to be yourself forever. No matter how time and space change us, you must remember that I will not take the initiative to let go of your hand, because in my eyes, no one is better than you..." Lin Yingkong smiled softly, held his hand, put it on his lips and kissed gently, "I don't love you without principles, but I want to love you without principles."

Feng Rong stared at him in a daze, as if he was shocked and hadn't spoken for a long time.

Lin Yingkong couldn't help but kiss his phoenix eyes that had no charm. Perhaps others would think that his eyes were too sharp and cold, but he liked the way he looked when he was - it was the warmth that belonged to him, Lin Yingkong, and no one could understand it.

After a long time, Feng Rong sighed, "Actually, I want to say you are quite stupid, but when I think that your stupid partner is me, I don't know what to say."

Lin Yingkong smiled badly, "The minister doesn't know what to say, but he can do something~"

"Ah?" Feng Rong was still a little moved because of what he said just now, and he didn't understand it for a moment.

Lin Yingkong suddenly pushed away the laptop on the dining table, stood up with Feng Rong in his arms, and then...uh, put him on the dining table, and Feng Rong suddenly said: "…?!"

Lin Yingkong smiled and said, "Minister, have you noticed that the four legs under this dining table are fixed to the ground?"

"...It seems like it." Feng Rong thought blankly, is there any problem with whether it is fixed or not?

Lin Yingkong said again: "Minister, have you noticed that it is actually a bit strange to have a dining table in this room?"

"…Oh." There is nothing strange about this room, okay?

"Actually, this dining table has another purpose..." Lin Yingkong lowered his voice, and at the same time he also pressed down on Feng Rong with a calm look on the table, with a confused look on his face, slowly pressing him down on the pure black dining table. "Why, Minister, please test this purpose?"

One! No! No! Good!

After a few dozen minutes, Feng Rong, who had collapsed on the dining table, thought gritting his teeth.

"Minister..." Lin Yingkong followed his sweaty neck and looked upwards with his lips. He smiled and murmured: "Do you think this table is particularly solid? Why don't we change one at home after we go back?"

"..." No! Feng Rong looked at him with a paralysis, and his eyes were red and these two words were revealed.

Lin Yingkong immediately laughed, his chest vibrated, and even the bottom was trembling. Feng Rong immediately took a breath of air conditioning and curled up unnaturally. Lin Yingkong's eyes darkened by him, so he simply helped him sit up, then hugged him and walked towards the side of the carriage lathe. When Feng Rong didn't come back to his senses, he threw him onto the bed, and then rushed over to press it.

Feng Rong quickly said, "It's getting late, we..." Why not take a break early!

Lin Yingkong said happily: "We might as well unlock a few more positions~ After all, this is the hotel you designated by the Minister, how can we waste it?"

"..." Feng Rong regretted so much that his intestines were blue.

Lin Yingkong's eyes were lit and chewing on his chest, and said, "We have never played with the sofa and the bathroom yet~"

Feng Rong covered her eyes in pain and moaned, "You kill me..."

Lin Yingkong smiled and said, "Are you in bed? Minister, you are so enthusiastic~"

Who is enthusiastic? Feng Rong wanted to refute it, but Lin Yingkong didn't know where he pressed it, and the lathe began to sway slowly, as if there were really horses pulling a cart. It was frightened and Feng Rong was so scared that he subconsciously grabbed the handrail. Lin Yingkong moved happily when he found that the scorching heat source was coming in, it was too late to stop it.

"Lin! Ying! Kong!"
Chapter completed!