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Ren Kuan felt that he had no position, and he shouldn't get angry at Liu'er, especially after hearing Liu'er's random flattery, he frowned and looked at Liu'er in front of him. My son is bald.

"Afraid of cars?" Ren Kuan grabbed Jiu'er's two fingers to prevent him from scratching, "Then do you dare to ride in a car?"

It would be best if he could change the topic, Jiu'er was very afraid of dealing with Ren Kuan's angry scene, Ren Kuan was an angry lion to him, how could he, a little sheep, calm down the lion's emotions.

The simple question also stumped Jiuer, "I don't know, I rarely take a car."

Delicate fingers squirmed restlessly in Ren Kuan's hands, rubbing his fingertips against Ren Kuan's palms, seeming to have nothing, like a beauty behind a layer of veil, it was unbearably itchy, and he couldn't bear to let go.

Ren Kuan moved closer to Jiu'er calmly, and whispered, "I'll drive you, are you afraid? Dare to sit?"

The sudden heat made Jiu'er shiver, instinctively resisting, thinking it was Ren Kuan, he quickly calmed down and asked, "What car?"

Not expecting Jiuer to have research on cars, Ren Kuan continued: "Motorcycles."

Ren Kuan held Jiu'er's hand, but Jiu'er didn't break away, and the two were very close, and they didn't change their positions for a long time.

Facing Ren Kuan, Jiu'er couldn't tell whether he was afraid or not in his blank eyes, and said in a tone of exchanging secrets: "The motorcycle...goes so fast...I'm quite scared..."

He only replied that he was afraid, but he didn't answer that he didn't dare. This kind of reserved answer made Ren Kuan a little proud, "You will be fine if you put your arms around me."

"How do you hug?" Jiu'er's small face is innocent, and his dull expression makes people unable to see his inner thoughts clearly. Ren Kuan has to think carefully about those invitations that he wants to refuse but still welcome, for fear that he will be wrong.

But after thinking about it, Ren Kuan knew what he wanted, he turned his back to Jiu'er, and with a force on his hands, separated Jiu'er's hands from his waist to his abdomen.

Their chests were pressed against their backs, and Jiu'er was like a soft little rabbit, clinging to his back, Ren Kuan twisted his neck and looked down at Jiu'er, "Just hug like this, just hold it tight, that's fine."

Hitting Ren Kuan's strong back with his head, Jiu'er tightened his arms, rubbed his cheeks on Ren Kuan's spine with a satisfied expression, and licked his lips with reminiscence when he was done.

Could this little thing be unable to control his expression?Ren Kuan was curious and amused, and Jiu'er's cleverness seemed to be satisfied after succeeding, Ren Kuan was in a daze for a moment, thinking that Jiu'er was pretending not to see him?I still deceive myself when I think I won't find out.

Happiness and sadness are so obvious here in Jiu'er.

The arm on his waist was not willing to let go, Ren Kuan covered the back of Jiu'er's hand and asked, "Do you dare to sit?" It's not just Jiu'er who succeeded alone, he also teased the little cat to take the initiative to embrace him rub it?

If it was Ren Kuan, he didn't seem to be so afraid, Jiu'er's big eyes almost narrowed, "Dare."

Ren Kuan quietly opened Jiu'er's palm, squeezed it in his palm and played with it, "Then take you out sometime, can you go out?" Ren Kuan began to worry about Jiu'er's freedom, after all, this black shop doesn't even provide food full.

Jiu'er nodded vigorously, "Yes, but if you ask for leave, you have to tell in advance."

"Do you want to ask for leave or let me take you out of the store?" Ren Kuan thought of Wang Rui's naughty woman with a headache, "Can you do it at night, just as you are off work, do you have to watch over here?"

A blind man, with him or without him, is night really that important?The answer is self-evident, Jiu'er broke free from Ren Kuan's shackles, and groped Ren Kuan's fingerprints with delicate fingers, "It's fine at night, but is it too late?"

Jiu'er is not sensitive to time, he is just afraid of causing trouble to Ren Kuan, but it has another meaning to Ren Kuan's ears, "I won't come back when it's too late, can I send it back to you early the next morning?"

"Ah?" Jiu'er, who seldom leaves here even during the day, let alone the night, hesitated. Ren Kuan gave him a hope, as if to lead him out of this swamp, but Jiu'er didn't have the courage to face giving up. .

Ren Kuan could guess the uneasiness in Jiu'er's heart, but he couldn't guess the deeper reason. He talked to Jiu'er in a way that was almost rubbing hands with each other, "Go to my house when it's too late, and we will be together early the next morning."

Words like an agreement made Jiuer inexplicably yearn for it, just like his yearning for Ren Kuan, that kind of heartbeat, blood boiling, something called hope beckoned to him.

Chiu'er couldn't refuse, he couldn't open that mouth at all, under the flesh, the slender blood vessels hid restless blood, driving the heartbeat to the point of thumping, Chiu'er never imagined how he looked at Ren Kuan with red face now.

But Ren Kuan had a panoramic view of things that Jiu'er couldn't see. In his pale and blank eyes, Ren Kuan still saw traces of shining light. There is no one who does not enjoy freedom, and no one wants to be trapped in the same place for the rest of his life.

The canary in the cage is always envious of the little quail flying in the sky, besides, the leek can't be a canary, the canary is peaceful, and the leek is clearly a lively little quail.

Ren Kuan gently pinched Jiu'er's face, as if coaxing or inducing, "Go if you want to go, tell me if you want to go, eh? Want to?"

An almost bewitching voice sounded in Jiu'er's ears, and he couldn't help thinking in his mind that Ren Kuan was his premise without thinking, "Think."

In this "thinking", Ren Kuan could still hear a trace of aggrieved, he smiled lowly, "Well, we will go this Friday, it happens to be lively."

After making an agreement with Ren Kuan, Jiu'er seemed to be alive, speaking and doing things more quickly than usual, as if he moved faster and time ran faster.

Ever since Xu Maolin was taught a lesson by Ren Kuan, he seemed to have disappeared. One of the few regular customers of Jiu'er was missing, but he didn't care too much.

On this day, the fortune teller from across the street came to the store to ask him for a massage. The fortune teller's surname was Wu, named Wu Xiang. He said he had cataracts, but he himself said that his eyes were opened.

In fact, Blind Wu is not really blind, but his eyes are scary, and he pretends to be blind just to make the fortune-telling business better.

Luckily, Jiu’er couldn’t see it. Blind Wu was a serious massager, so he ordered Jiu’er every time. When there were a lot of people, he would spend some money to enter a small private room, and when there were few people, he would make do in the lobby.

Blind Wu's greatest pleasure is to squint his eyes to enjoy, telling Jiu'er fresh gossip on this street from time to time.

There were not many people today, and there were a few massage beds standing alone in the lobby. Occasionally, there was an ambiguous noise from the small private room. Blind Wu found a place with a good view to lie down.

"Jiuer, I'm glad to see you, did you find the money?"

Isn't it nonsense for blind people to pick up money?Blind Wu is also a good person, Jiu'er is cheerful, and doesn't know that he is being silly, "No."

"No?" Blind Wu turned his head to look at Jiu'er, and asked suspiciously, "If you smile so happily, tell me no, who are you lying to?"

Jiu'er rubbed his cheeks unnaturally, "I didn't smile." He obviously didn't smile, what's the fun, even though he can ride Ren Kuan's motorcycle tonight, it's still the one with his arms around his waist, But he has been happy for several days, and it can be seen today that he is not that stupid.

It’s not that there is no silver 300 taels here, blind Wu didn’t bother with Jiu’er, he changed the subject, and talked about things on the street, “Jiu’er, don’t just eat what others give you.”

The mysterious tone made Jiu'er shudder, "Why?"

"Why?" Blind Wu said in a tone of resentment, "Three-year-olds know not to eat what strangers give them."

Obviously there was something in the words, but it was hard for Jiuer to think too much, he had accepted Ren Kuan's things, so did Ren Kuan count as someone else?Can Ren Kuan be casual?

I don't know what was going on in Jiu'er's mind, but blind Wu said again: "Just the open space above your massage shop, behind the wall of the Tengfei Hotel, there are so many needles, you can't blindly pick up other people's things. without?"

Jiu'er still doesn't understand, what does the needle have to do with him?As soon as I thought about it, my hands began to feel light and heavy, and Wu blind man screamed, "Easy! Lighten!"

He bowed his back, tried to avoid Jiu'er's strength, and complained: "You look so weak, why are you so strong in your hands, I can't bear you to clean up like this with my old bones."

Seeing that Jiu'er still looked ignorant, Blind Wu sighed, this little thing forced him to open the skylight to speak out, "Someone takes drugs, it seems that the amount is quite a lot."

Hearing the smoking/drug leek, Ren Kuan was definitely not that kind of person. After thinking about it, he felt worried. Sure enough, there is nothing good on this street. I don’t know if Ren Kuan knows it or not. If Ren Kuan is not careful What should I do.

Concerned about the confusion, Jiu'er forgot the weight of his hand, and Wu blind man's shoulder blades creaked when he pressed it, Wu blind man jumped up from the bed in pain, "Oh, forget it, you want to torture me to death, Your bones are going to be crushed."

He just likes to chatter, and Wu Xiazi babbled, "Look, I spent 30 yuan on group buying and it's in vain again."

"Or I'll pay you the money." Jiu'er was quite embarrassed, after all, Blind Wu was kind to him.

Blind Wu pursed his mouth and said in disgust: "Just the ten or so yuan in your pocket, you've been carrying it for half a year, you wait for it to give birth, I don't want it, come back next time, I'll go back first."

After sending away the only regular customer, Jiu'er had no business for a whole day, and was reprimanded by Wang Rui in the afternoon, saying that he only went in and out, and was only busy eating, so the business in the store could not be expected at all.

Jiu'er just added fuel to the flames, and after Wang Rui finished scolding, she brought up the matter of not staying in the store at night, "Madam, I want to ask for leave tonight. I won't be in the store at night. I'm afraid I won't be able to open the door tomorrow morning."

Here, Wang Rui's anger has not subsided, and Jiu'er kicked the door panel again, "Jiu'er, your wings are really stiff, where do you want to go in the middle of the night?"

Jiu'er didn't answer, he didn't want to tell Wang Rui that he was going to Ren Kuan's house, he would definitely be scolded badly.

With Wang Rui's pungent temper, it is most difficult for Jiu'er to pretend to be dumb with her, "Where do you want to die? You can't see the road, and the soles of your feet are still smoking."

When Jiuer was stubborn, he was also a stone in the latrine. It was smelly and hard, but he refused to speak. Wang Rui gave up. He was already off work anyway. It didn’t matter whether Jiuer guarded the shop or not. I won't go to the street to pick you up."

He agreed even if he didn't agree, and Jiu'er secretly heaved a sigh of relief.