Is it worth falling out with your best brother for a woman?

He has been thinking about this issue for a long time, but he has not come to any conclusion to this day.

Man is really a selfish creature. He can't hurt Xia jingnian or give up Tang Qing. If three people live together, they don't need to think about other complicated problems.

But it still won't work.

It won't last long. Love is possessive and can't give up. The male's instinct of struggle will still fight for a partner, even if that person is his best brother.

Gong Heng thought of these miscellaneous things, heard Xia jingnian gently shaking his head at him and said, "no way."

He ran a smile, it seems not unexpected, from the dining chair to stand up, to the summer jingnian way: "I'm full."

Carelessly drift away.

Xia jingnian sat in the same place, his fingers hanging on his knees slowly clenched into a fist. His jaw line was tight and his eyes were slightly sunk.

In the dark, it seems that there is some change between him and Gong Heng. Xia jingnian slowly closes his eyes and takes a breath gently. There is an irreconcilable depression in his chest.

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Gong Heng walked slowly to Xia jingnian's laboratory. He pushed the door in and picked up a scalpel from it. Then he took the knife and walked leisurely to Tang Qing's room.

He was very polite to stand at her door and knocked on the door. Tang leaned over and opened the door. When he saw his face cold, "what are you doing here?"

"I want to play with you." Gong Heng's matchless face showed a disgusting smile and took a step forward, "don't let me go in and sit down?"

Tang Qing blocked in the door, "I'm going to have a rest."

This is the truth. She didn't sleep last night, but now she is really sleepy. Just about to go to bed, she was interrupted by Gong Heng.

Gong Heng blinked his eyes, looked at Tang Qing's face, and suddenly asked, "do you really hate me so much?"

Tang Qing was stunned and raised her eyes to look at his face. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. It seemed that he was trying to figure out what he wanted and why he suddenly asked this question.

Finally, she just pursed her lips and said coldly, "are you drunk again?"

"I don't drink." Gong Heng laughed and suddenly put the scalpel on her hand. "Come on, tie it here."

He pointed his knife to his chest.

Tang Qing opened his eyes and looked at him as if he was a little confused. Gong Heng, who was making a scene, blinked at him and stabbed him without hesitation.

"Sleeping trough." Gong Heng thought, "she really hates me."

He put his hand on her wrist, fixed the tip of the knife to his chest a millimeter away. His face was full of charming smile, and he said: "so cruel, I like you like this."

Tang Qing reluctantly pursed his lips and tried hard to send the tip of the knife forward, hoping to stab the disaster to death.

Gong Heng pulled the sharp scalpel out of her hand and threw it in the garbage can beside her. "OK, girls don't fight all day long, and dance with knives and guns."

“……” Tang Qing raised his eyes and glared at him.

Gong Heng's face with a smile, eyes on her face, there is no special mood on her face, but in the heart still can't help thinking, she can really special.