: Chapter 31

This evening, not only Yu Fu was not very happy, but Shen Wan Tian Si was not very happy either.
He squirmed the deck sofa, and said with a loud voice: "I think it's too much for you to tie the living Buddha, do you still have a little awe of the Buddha?"
Li Hu folded her hands together, her face was merciful, and she was wearing a low-cut tight-fitting mini skirt as if it were a spotless white lotus: "Amitabha-Donor, look at us here, Zhou, the Great Northern Wei Dynasty, the Buddha, the Fengsi rebellion, the Tao The third is the zombie repair, I am the nine-tailed fox demon; even Yu Fudu smokes and drinks six unclean, and takes time to take a small gun with a relative, how do you think we respect you?"
Yu Fu said angrily: "I didn't go on a blind date to shoot artillery!"
"..." Shen Wantian struggling to call for help: "Mama! Mama save me--!"
"You are so happy to go home with you," Li Hu said lovingly. "By the way, Feng Si is not your mother. It was just that when the mother's love burst out and took you back to feed you for a few days, the lamas in the Tibetan area. I sent you back when I was asked for it-the milk powder is still purchased by Australia and I love him for three dollars."
God Wan Tiansi said angrily: "Don't plant hard hard at this time!" said twisting desperately trying to drill the rope.
It's a pity that a 17-year-old little living Buddha can't resist the 3,000-year-old nine-tailed fox's demon power. Shen Wantian can only lie on the sofa and mourn his true love that has been suppressed by power before he even started. Li Hu turned around and threw a wink at Yu Fu, who was sitting on the side of drinking, and said with pride: "How about, I said I am on your side of the middle-aged uncle, remember to praise me to Zhou Bo what."
Yu Jingzhong couldn't help crying: "I really didn't go on a blind date and shoot guns..."
"I can't even think about it. Besides, as a 30-year-old mature uncle, it's okay to occasionally shoot a cannon." Li Hu said sharply: "Long-term life without X is prone to prostatitis. Do you want prostatitis? If you just get sick, you will die."
"I don't think there is any direct connection between cleansing yourself and being ill..."
"You are dead, Zhou Hui will not stay in Guoan anymore. Zhou Hui will not be there either in Fengsi or Fengsi. If both of them are gone, the second child, the third, the fifth and I will also leave." Li Hu said: " In this way, the country is far inferior to the little devil and the stick in terms of the strength of the war, so for national security, you still occasionally go for a cannon. Ah? Right, Brother Yan?"
Yan Lanyu didn't answer, sitting on the edge and drinking water.
Yu Fu looked at Li Hu desperately and Yan Lanyu again, and seemed to want to say something, but Jiuwei Fox did not give him a chance.
"Oh wait, I forgot you still have a'scavenger'." Li Hu blinked slyly and said, "Although the scavenger is a little solitary, he's more reliable than a weekly boss who makes winds from time to time. He helped to finish the birth of the fetus in City H and the last national security turmoil. Mr. Zhou also said that if the scavenger can grow up like this, there will be no problem in sweeping Southeast Asia alone."
"I want to explain..."
"Speaking of that, thanks to the fact that you rescued the scavenger from the prison before the death penalty, otherwise where can you find such a loyal and loyal man. Hey, in fact, he is good, but his personality is too lonely, I never Having heard him speak to someone other than you, I thought he was a dumb..."
Yan Lanyu stood up and apologized: "I'm going to the bathroom."
Mr. Yu kept busy and put down his glass: "I will go with you--"
"Go around the dance floor and walk through the end of the corridor," Li Hu pointed out enthusiastically.
Yan Lanyu nodded, bypassed Yu Jingzhong and walked out of the deck, disappearing on the bustling dance floor in a flash.
Yu Jingzhong sat down very depressed, lit a cigarette and asked Li Hu: "What the do you want to do? He is sensitive and you don't know!" said the little living Buddha who kicked the mess and almost fell off the sofa. go back.
"Psychological sensitivity and ability to bear are two different things..." Li Hu smiled and picked up the remaining bottle of whiskey that Zhou Hui had opened. It fell into the wine glass in front of his deputy, and suddenly turned around without waiting for the other party's answer: "--but, Today I finally understand Feng Si a little bit."
"what?"
Li Hu smiled and said nothing, and put the glass in front of his deputy.
She remembered that when she was a little fox, she stabbed in the middle of the year and lay down under the tree, looking at the dark and poisonous sky above the forest, and shivering with a weak voice. With the passage of time one minute and one second, its body temperature is getting lower and lower, and its cry is getting weaker and weaker, and its vision is gradually blurred because life is gradually losing; when death is about to come, it is suddenly embraced by a pair of warm hands .
It tried to open its eyes, and saw a pair of soft eyes drooping dimly.
Many years later, the Nine-tailed Fox, who has been trained as the top demon of the animal life, has countless times guessed how the Phoenix Ming King who stood above the sky noticed how to mourn and wait for his death under a tree, and in what mood he stopped. , Holding a humble, dirty, dirty little demon fox in his arms.
It doesn't know.
But when he saw Yan Lanyu sitting quietly and drinking water, she suddenly felt a little bit of it.
It should be that kind of indescribable mood.
"Amitabha, little beauty, the poor demon can only help you get here..." Li Hu watched Yu Fu's head up and drank his whiskey, his heart filled with moving thoughts.
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Yan Lanyu washed her face, turned off the faucet, and drew two tissues to wipe her face.
He opened his eyes and saw a man behind him in the bathroom mirror, staring at him with his eyes gleaming as he wiped his hands.
"I'm sorry," the man saw Yan Lanyu's eyes in the mirror and smiled: "I thought you had makeup on when you came in, and at least I also applied foundation, so I saw you washed your face... well, just curious."
"It's okay." Yan Lanyu put down the tissue and walked out.
Unexpectedly, the man suddenly turned to block his footsteps and smiled: "That, what's your name? How about I ask you to have a drink?"
This man is actually not unsightly. He is about thirty years old, tall and tall. He doesn’t see the brand properly but wears a watch famous for his expensive. Yan Lanyu looked down and noticed that he built clean nails and spotless leather shoes.
This type of man generally has a high success rate in chatting at bars, both men and women.
"No, I don't drink."
"Then go for a cup of tea, I know there is a very famous teahouse nearby..."
"I came with my friend," Yan Lanyu refused, and walked around the man. However, after two steps he stopped again and turned back: "Sir, there is someone behind you, be careful."
The man was horrified, but turned and saw that Yan Lanyu pointed to his back. What he couldn't see was a blood-stained face protruding silently behind him. His resentful gaze jumped over his shoulder and stared coldly at the young Onmyoji.
Yan Lanyu didn't care, turned and walked out of the bathroom.
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Yan Xiaomei returned to her seat and was horrified immediately.
"He just drank two glasses and that's it..." I don't know why Li Hu's expression was a little subtle, and he was trying to hide some kind of unknown guilty conscience: "I was only going to give him a drink. After falling off the sofa, I beat him a few times, and when I turned around, I saw Yu Fu drank the entire bottom of the bottle..."
Yu Fu collapsed on the sofa with a flushed face and unconscious personnel. Yan Lanyu tried to help, but the drunk man was terribly heavy. Yan Lanyu stood on the side with a bit of a headache, ignoring the wringing God Wan Tiansi ("Don't worry about him! True love! What's so good about middle-aged uncle! Come and save me, true love!"), ask Li Hu: "Can you help me move him to the car?"
"Call Zhang Shunqiang, I'm a delicate girl." Li Hu kicked Zhang Shun's foot. The latter was about to bore a bird on his boring head. Wen Yan pulled Yu Jingzhong, "Humph!" He half-carried him on his shoulders: "I'm really good at rubbing this man... will you drive? Would you like to call a taxi for you two?"
"It's okay, I'll drive." Yan Lanyu said, waving to Li Hu and Shen Wantiansi politely: "Then let's go first, see you later."
"Go home and give him cold water!" Li Hu chased behind and told him, "It's not cold this day! Washing cold water is good for your health!"
Yan Lanyu waved his hand to show that he knew it, and carried Yu Jingzhong out of the bar with Zhang Shun, and stuffed it into the second-hand big Ben that was specially modified.
After all, it was a life-and-death relationship together. Zhang Shun was more concerned. When he saw Yan Lanyu sitting in the car and caught fire, he was a little uneasy and asked, "Are you going to drive? Or will I send you back and take a taxi back?" Come on."
"I really will open. Do you all regard me as a petite flower that does not eat fireworks on earth?" Yan Lanyu smiled. "I still do software engineering, I can't think of it."
Zhang Shun was stunned to see Yan Lanyu's skillful reversing, spinning, waving from the car window, and driving into the flashing torrent of bar lights at night.
"...Just kidding," Zhang Ershao twitched at the corner of his mouth.
Yan Lanyu stopped at the red light and inadvertently fell into the side-view mirror and froze.
I saw that outside the back door of the bar, the man who had just talked to him in the restroom was walking around a teenager. The teenager dyed his hair, the weather was very heavy, and his clothes were exposed and drunk, not knowing how much wine was drunk.
Yan Lanyu hesitated a little.
But the green light was on and the car behind honked, so he had to step on the accelerator and drive away.
The traffic in Beijing at night is not covered either. It was blocked all the way, and it drove almost an hour to get home. Yan Lanyu parked the car in the apartment building, extinguished the fire, and turned to help Yu Jingzhong in the passenger seat.
But Yu Fu seemed to be awake, and mumbled, "...Who?"
"Got home."
Yu Jingzhong did not make a sound for a while, and did not move. Yan Lanyu stretched out his hand to help, but only to see that the deputy suddenly opened his eyes and looked at himself irritably, his eyes slightly faint.
Yan Lanyu frowned slightly, walked out of the car to open the door of the co-pilot, and asked, "Can you come down by yourself?"
Yu Jingzhong tilted his head and looked at him, as if thinking about something carefully. After a while, he helped the car door and wobbled down. The landing almost stumbled and was caught by Yan Lanyu.
"……Ok?"
Yan Lanyu was a bit dazed.
Yu Jingzhong was an expatriate agent in his early years-it was really a top-notch among the agents, not to mention all outstanding in every aspect, but also very comprehensive and excellent, without shortcomings. In terms of physical fitness, he is much better than the average person. Although it is not obvious to wear clothes, the muscle fibers are very very tight, especially in the area of ​​the back and arms. There is almost no fat.
In general, such people are strong and strong, but they don't look too stretched.
However, at this time, when Yan Lanyu helped him, he could feel that his body temperature was extremely high, and his muscles were very tight, even a bit rocky.
…No problem, he secretly thought, Jiuwei fox did not put anything inexplicably in the wine?
"Who are you?" Yu Jingzhong stumbled and asked hoarsely again.
"Passerman." Yan Lanyu said casually and helped him to the elevator. Just after pressing the key, Yu Jingzhong was suddenly pushed hard: "...Go away!"
This was unexpected and Yan Lanyu almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, after a few steps, she leaned against the wall. Without recovering, I saw Jing Zhong still gasping and said, "Go away! You walk away!"
The next second the elevator door opened and Yu Fu immediately fell in.
"..." Yan Lanyu's mouth twitched, and he slowly walked into the elevator room with his shoulders. I saw that Jingzhong had stumbled on himself and was leaning against the elevator wall and rubbing his head. Under the light, the man's body parts exposed to the clothes began to redden, especially around the neck and ears. If the weather is colder, it is estimated that it will be steaming at this time, and it looks like a bit of a male grimace.
This is so unusual.
Yu Fu is the kind of man who is very firm inside but has a very fleshy appearance. You said that he is a gentleman with tender bones, and that he is sloppy, in short, he is the kind of person who sees a dead bird while driving on the road and will deliberately go around.
His strength does not lie on the surface, but is hidden in his heart. Such people should not have too much sense of oppression.
The elevator ascended slowly, stopped at the designated floor, and opened again with a ding. Yu Jingzhong staggered and walked out, seeming to look left and right blankly. After a while, he barely recognized that his door was the one on the left, and walked over to the wall and began to take the key in his trouser pocket.
However, the bottom of Li Hu's whiskey bottle was too great. Yu Jingzhong was so drunk that he couldn't pull out the key for a long time. After a few minutes, Yan Lanyu finally couldn't help it. He stepped forward and felt the key in his trouser pocket. The moment he just pulled it out, he suddenly froze.
This time he was really a little short-circuited, but reality didn't give him much time to react.
Yu Jingzhong grabbed him, his eyes loose but full of anger, shouting: "Why are you still here?"
Yan Lanyu's first reaction was: Where can I go?
But then he was grabbed by Yu Jingzhong's arm, and the force of it made him instantly feel that his elbow might be dislocated: "Yu... Yu Jingzhong!"
Yu Jingzhong turned a deaf ear. He held the key in the other hand to the keyhole, and it took a long time to go. He opened the door with a click, and then pushed Yan Lanyu indiscriminately indiscriminately!
Yan Lanyu fell silently on the carpet.
The carpet was thick and he didn't feel pain, but he heard the door closing in the dark. Yan Lanyu turned over and sat on the ground, only to see Jing Zhong staggering and kneeling, grabbing his shoulders on both sides.
The next second, breath of alcohol and tobacco breathed against his neck, followed by a hot and urgent kiss.
Yan Lanyu's expression was somewhat stunned, he didn't know how to react.
Should I obey or resist, or pretend not to know?
"Don't move, don't move..." Yu Jingzhong's voice was hoarse and unconscious, tearing his clothes indiscriminately, the action was so rude that even the clothes buttons were stretched out a few. In the confusion, Yan Lanyu felt a little regret. I don’t know if an old man living alone will have a sewing box at home. If not, what should I do? If I don’t buy new clothes, I have to throw it away?
Or just plug in a corner and pretend nothing happened?
He didn't know how to distract himself. When he was in a trance, he was suddenly pushed down. He lay on his back on the carpet, and Yu Jingzhong propped up his upper body to look at him.
The two looked at each other for a long time. The lights were not turned on in the living room, and it was dim. Only the light of the street lamp outside the window reflected from the floor-to-ceiling windows. Farther away, the road roared as vehicles passed by.
"..." Yan Lanyu finally reached out and pressed Yu Jingzhong's neck toward him.
Between breathing, he slowly put a kiss on the man's lips.
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For Yu Jingzhong, the situation after waking up the next morning seemed to be very complicated.
He opened his eyes on a messy bed, and the sun tingled. He closed his eyes, rubbed his temples and sat up, feeling that the headache caused by the hangover tortured every nerve like a saw.
What happened last night?
Oh yes, go to the bar to check out Zhou Hui's escaping bill. He was drunk by Li Hu and fell in the bar deck.
How did you come back later?
Yu Jingzhong opened his eyes, took a breath, and suddenly felt something wrong next second.
He turned his head around because his neck was so stiff that the simple movement was like a slow frame by frame in the movie.
There is another person on the bed.
It is Yan Lanyu.
The teenager slept in the morning light, and his soft black hair was scattered on the snow-white pillows, and he didn't need to look at it to know that the body under the messy bedding was just as much as him
not hanging. What is even more shocking is that Yan Lanyu's neck, chest, and even a piece of back skin that has come out have red or purple traces, most of which are blood spots, which are particularly obvious on fair to transparent skin, and some places have already begun Pan-green.
Yu Jingzhong sat for a few minutes with nothing left in his mind.
After a while, he finally found the courage to open the quilt, glanced inside, then immediately closed it, turned over and got out of bed.
He trembles to start looking for clothes. Scattered clothes extend all the way from the living room to the bedroom door. After turning for a long time, I didn’t find a coat. I just found a pair of pants in an anxiety. It’s so bare. He slipped out of the bedroom like a thief and closed the door at the study on the other side of the hall.
After confirming that the motion could not reach the bedroom, he grabbed his mobile phone and dialed Zhou Hui's number.
At the same time, in a duplex apartment in the neighboring community, Chuhe stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a coffee, and heard Zhou Hui's cell phone ringing on the dining table.
Zhou Hui took a shower in the bathroom, and the sound of water was mixed with his high singing voice-today is the opera "Turandot". If he ran to the 33rd Heaven to hold a personal concert, he might attract a condemnation like a peacock swallowing Buddha, but Chu He’s temperament has been smoothed out in thousands of years of marriage. He didn't change his face in the magic sound, picked up the phone to connect, calmly said: "Hey?"
Yu Jingzhong's voice sounded very strange: "How about Zhou Hui?"
"Bath. What's wrong?"
Ten minutes later, Zhou Hui walked out of the bathroom while wiping her hair, and saw Chu He sitting at the breakfast table, spreading butter on the bread, and laughing.
Zhou Hui thought he was wrong, suddenly stopped and took a closer look, wondering: "... what's wrong?"
"Just called you to find you."
"...Aha?"
"It's nothing," Chu He blinked at him with a smile, and said, "I just told him that there is no such thing as a time machine in the world."
The author has something to say:
I saw many adults saying that the deputy CP is too stealing. In fact, the deputy CP is only more content at this stage. Soon the following events will focus on the main CP. After all, the plot and contradictions of the main CP are at the following time points. ~