BE Crazy Demon Survival System

his voice.

Extending from the pinna to the brain, floating like a cloud of fireworks.

But it exploded in the chest.

The most tender weapon, powerfully destroys the ability to think and speak.

Xu Qichen gently opened the distance, walked away from his shoulder, looked into his eyes, seemed to be waiting for Song Yuanyan's answer, even though he felt that it didn't matter if he got the answer or not.

I don't know who has infected the bad habit, looking at Song Yuanyan who was stunned and silent, Xu Qichen suddenly wanted to continue with evil intentions.

He clamped the cane between his elbows, climbed his hands to his chest, pinched the buttons that he had deliberately torn open just now with his fingertips, and helped him fasten them one by one.

Eyes lowered, voice soft, "You don't talk, because you don't like it?"

I don't know why, but the action of buttoning is obviously more tempting to Song Yuanyan than undressing.

He was probably dizzy.

He grabbed Xu Qichen's hand.

"I'm hi... Cough cough cough! Cough cough!" Maybe it was because I was too nervous, or maybe it was because the weather was too cold, and I couldn't stop coughing as soon as I opened my mouth.

No matter what, I can't stop.

Xu Qichen couldn't help laughing out loud, and returned the big clothes on his body to their original owners.

Song Yuanyan felt very ashamed. At this time, he should have pressed the person in front of him against the wall and kissed him fiercely, but he coughed so nervously that his face flushed.

"I... cough cough! cough cough cough!"

Xu Qichen put on his coat for him, and wrapped his arms around his back under the coat, completing their first hug.

"I know." Gently patted him on the back, once and for all, "I know."

Hugs are the best tranquilizer.

Song Yuanyan, who slowly stopped coughing, buried his head in the crescent of Xu Qichen's neck, smelled his own scent from him, felt a subtle sense of satisfaction, and couldn't help but let out a pleasant sigh.

"You know I still want to say it." He kissed Xu Qichen's pulse on the side of his neck, "I like you."

Even though he knew the answer in his heart, Xu Qichen still felt moved when he actually heard him say it.

As if thinking of something, Song Yuanyan who was immersed in the hug suddenly raised his head, "What about you?"

Xu Qichen tilted his head, "Me?"

"You haven't said whether you like me or not."

Seeing the childish person in front of him like a competitive child, Xu Qichen suppressed a smile, "I don't like you, why kiss you?"

Song Yuanyan was still trying to be brave, "That might be... a courtesy kiss."

Xu Qichen pretended to be angry, and squeezed Song Yuanyan's chin forcefully, "So you also had this kind of polite kiss with others?"

Song Yuanyan quickly explained, "No! I didn't. I'm talking about those foreigners. They hug when they meet. The French also like to kiss. This is their etiquette."

"Oh~" Xu Qichen deliberately lengthened the ending.

For some reason, seeing Xu Qichen like this, Song Yuanyan felt that his authority had been challenged, and wanted to bully him.

Xu Qichen was still immersed in teasing him, but he was hugged around his waist unsuspectingly.

"The French are not just as simple as meeting and kissing." Song Yuanyan approached a little bit, and raised the corners of his mouth, "I can teach you."

His voice was very deep, just like the glass of wine that Xu Qichen drank just now, it immediately ignited the fire in his heart.

Xu Qichen was a little nervous, the person in front of him seemed to have changed again, he was not at all the big boy who was so nervous that he coughed just now, "...What do you teach?"

"French kisses."

Before he could react, Song Yuanyan had already kissed him.To be honest, even though Xu Qichen had shaken off his cowardice as much as possible, his courage only stopped at a superficial kiss.

But Song Yuanyan is different, he can quickly become a leader, an aggressor.

Song Yuanyan's lips were pressed against his, and the two people's noses were intertwined, with a hint of wine aroma, the cold perfume had faintly revealed its aftertone, it was a tobacco smell mixed with lemon aroma, under the moonlight Stirring is delirious.

The wet tip of his tongue licked Xu Qichen's originally dry lower lip, dyeing it a crystal-clear color, and then gliding over the smooth teeth, just like his slender hands brushing over the keys of a piano, deft and light.

Fingers entered from the hem of the shirt and followed the raised marks on the spine, causing Xu Qichen to lose all his strength in an instant, and could only choose to lean against the cold wall or his arms.The tip of the tongue took this opportunity to break through the barrier and entered the moist and warm mouth, stirring gently and ambiguously, disturbing a pool of still water.

Feeling that the person in his arms lost strength and began to slide down, Song Yuanyan's arms tightened, his knees squeezed between Xu Qichen's legs, and the tip of his tongue gently touched his soft palate.

The sound of water is infinitely amplified under the quiet moonlit night.

Xu Qichen's hand tugged at the clothes on his back, feeling that his last breath was about to be taken away by him, so he pushed hard on his shoulder, but the other party didn't intend to let it go so easily, the feeling of suffocation and out of breath made him He didn't know what to do, so he picked up the cane in his hand and hit Song Yuanyan's leg hard.

The other party finally let go of him, and rubbed his leg painfully, "It hurts...You must have struck too hard."

Xu Qichen pressed his back against the wall, gasping for breath, thinking of his initial teasing, he said angrily, "This is your tuition fee."

Song Yuanyan laughed out loud, "Then I'll check and check, have you learned it?"

Xu Qichen raised his cane, silently threatening him.

Song Yuanyan raised his eyebrows, raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but couldn't stop talking.

"You look good when you're angry."

Xu Qichen turned his face away, feeling his whole body was soft and hot, and he didn't want to speak anymore.

The chest is noisy and cannot be calmed down.

"We go home."

"Go back so early?"

Song Yuanyan had a displeased expression, "Why, do you still want to stay there and flirt with someone?"

Xu Qichen regained his strength, stood up straight, and said with a soft smile, "Isn't it nice? You dance, and I flirt."

Song Yuanyan squeezed Xu Qichen's face, "You've really improved recently. I don't want to dance anymore. I put all my heart on you and keep stepping on the young lady's feet. Who would dare to dance with me after word spreads?"

"You are also not allowed to talk to other women, or I will hide you at home from now on." He grabbed Xu Qichen's hand, "Come home with me."

Xu Qichen suppressed his laughter, and let him leave the alley holding his hand.

It feels all too familiar.

It's like this person in front of me, although I haven't been with him for many days, but I feel that I have passed several lifetimes with him, the last life, the last life...

We met again and held his hand.

Walking out of the dark place, the lights of the banquet broke the ambiguous silence, the two of them let go of their hands tacitly, and walked one after the other, but the shadows on the ground were tightly attached to each other.

The driver didn't expect the two of them to come out so soon, "Master, the dance isn't over yet..."

Song Yuanyan put his hands in his coat pockets, "Well, I'm hungry and want to eat noodles."

Hearing what my young master said, even with his wife's explanation, the driver didn't say much, opened the door and got into the driver's seat.

Xu Qichen and Song Yuanyan sat in the back, Song Yuanyan's toes couldn't rest, bumping into his toes one after another, like a bored child, while Xu Qichen poked his leather shoe tip with his cane to stop him from being bored the behavior of.

After the window paper was punctured, the relationship between the two people changed wonderfully, and the sneaky little moves became extremely interesting.

"Just stop there, you can go back first." Song Yuanyan got out of the car, "This place is quite close to home, we will walk back by ourselves later."

The two of them came to a small noodle stall, this noodle stall often appeared in the original text, and Xu Qichen also had some impressions.

"Sister Liu, two bowls of Yangchun noodles."

The proprietress of the noodle stall laughed from ear to ear when she saw Song Yuanyan, "The young master is here, eh? A Lin is also dressed so nicely today, where did he go?"

Song Yuanyan found an empty table and sat down, "Don't mention it, I went to a boring banquet, but I was so hungry."

"Okay~ I'll leave it to you guys now." The proprietress wiped her hands on her apron, opened another small pot, added two bowls of warm red bean paste from it, and served them both, "Drink some of this first." , warm up your body."

Xu Qichen likes to drink red bean paste very much, it's sweet and warms up his stomach immediately.

He suddenly thought of a question and felt a little puzzled.

"Just now... why did you suddenly pretend to be drunk to block me?"

Although he felt that it was not good to ask like this, and Song Yuanyan could be said to be the only person he could trust in this world, he still felt a little strange.

Song Yuanyan glanced at him, "I was looking for you. I walked around for a long time. I saw you hiding there from behind that alley. I wanted to scare you, so I quietly stood behind you."

The proprietress came with the noodles, and Song Yuanyan scooped a large spoonful of chili oil for him, then took the spoon and carefully skimmed the chopped green onion in his bowl, "Then I heard the conversation between the mother and son of the Liu family, it was so heartless , Brothers of the same mother can do it, if I hadn’t done that at that time, both of us would have been discovered.”

"Originally, the person surnamed Liu didn't like me. If we found out that their scandal was exposed by us, I'm afraid they would kill them." He took a big mouthful of noodles, "Nowadays, lives are worthless."

Xu Qichen watched his every move silently, almost without any flaws.Feeling a little guilty in my heart, I felt that I shouldn't doubt him, so I lowered my head and ate the noodles quietly.

Song Yuanyan only likes plain noodles with clear soup and little water. This setting also comes from Xu Qichen's selfishness.

"Then what..." Song Yuanyan suddenly said in the middle of eating, "Call me by my name again."

"Song Yuanyan."

"No, it's a word."

Xu Qichen raised his eyes, "No."

"Why?" Song Yuanyan kicked Xu Qichen's foot under the table, "I just screamed."

Xu Qichen remained silent.

Seeing him pretending to be dead, Song Yuanyan sighed heavily, "Oh, why do you think father gave me such a name?"

Xu Qichen looked at Song Yuanyan's expression, put down the chopsticks in his hand and said, "Is this not a good word?"

Song Yuanyan shook his head, "Okay, why didn't you call?" He put his hands on the table, with a half-smile, "Brother's name is Mude, which means advocating morality. Then tell me, what does my Muru mean? "

Xu Qichen said solemnly, "If you don't admire glory and wealth, you will be successful. The master hopes that you can be polished like a jade in the rough, not chasing fame and fortune, and become a pillar of talent."

"Oh~" Song Yuanyan smiled, picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat noodles, "Your literary attainment has been getting higher and higher recently, which really makes me ashamed."

Xu Qichen resisted the desire to step on him, and ate the last bite of noodles.

By the time the two returned to the Song Mansion, it was already late.Mrs. Song seemed to have been guarding the living room, and Song Yuanyan was caught straight when she entered the door, "How is it?"

Song Yuanyan laughed dryly, "It's good, it's good."

"Did you dance with Ms. He? How does she feel about you?" Mrs. Song looked concerned, and beckoned Song Yuanyan to sit down.

"It's a jump, but Miss He doesn't like me very much." Song Yuanyan replied, leaning on the sofa.

"You take it for granted. Could it be that you asked Miss He?"

Song Yuanyan shook his head, not knowing how to explain, Master Song came down from upstairs, glanced at Song Yuanyan and Xu Qichen who was standing beside him, and said, "Where have you been today, you cleaned up pretty well."

"Father," Song Yuanyan stood up, Master Song patted him on the shoulder, "Sit."

"Today, Elder He held a homecoming dance for his daughter, so I'll let Xiaoyan join in the fun and make friends along the way."

Hearing what Mrs. Song said, Master Song nodded, "Well, it's a good thing to get in touch more." He lit a cigar for himself, "By the way, there is something I want to tell you. Mr. Wen will go to the department store, and he intends to invest a sum of money in us, and I will leave this matter to you."

Song Yuanyan leaned back on the sofa again, "Why don't you leave it to the eldest brother? He is much more familiar with the company than I am."

Mrs. Song poked Song Yuanyan's head with her finger, "You unworthy thing."

Master Song breathed out, "Your elder brother's foreign language is not as good as yours, and you have to hire an interpreter. You must treat Mr. Steven well when you go, understand?"

Song Yuanyan hummed and stood up, "It's really too cold today. I sweated after dancing and was blown by the cold wind. I have a headache right now. I'll go up and rest first." After speaking, he stood up and got on the bed. When they reached the top of the stairs, Xu Qichen blinked at Xu Qichen, Xu Qichen pretended not to see him, greeted Mrs. Song, Mr. Song, and left the front house.

On the morning of the third day, Xu Qichen helped the housekeeper and Zhang's mother to check the warehouse of the mansion. From a distance, he saw the driver Xiao Fang who had been following Song Yuanyan standing at the side door of the front house, walking around with his hands folded, as if he was waiting for someone.

A few guys carrying new year's goods entered the warehouse. Xu Qichen counted the number, crossed out the items on the ledger, and glanced at it again. There was a girl with braids next to Xiao Fang, whose back looked familiar. But these girls were all wearing the clothes uniformly distributed by the Song Mansion, and Xu Qichen couldn't tell them apart for a while.

Xiao Fang seemed to have taken a piece of food wrapped in oil paper from the girl's hand, he laughed so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes, and he ate it in two or three strokes.

The girl said a few more words, and left in a hurry. The blue cloth shoes walked quickly, and Xiao Fang watched from a distance for a while before leaving.

It looks like it's an object.

Xu Qichen looked around and didn't pay much attention.

Before lunch, Xu Qichen went to the front hall to clear the dining table. Several young girls were carrying the tableware. It was cold, so the chef in the kitchen used the lamb scorpions he bought for the stove and stewed the elbows with gingko.A little girl was holding a copper pot, her hands were unsteady, and she almost splashed it on the tablecloth. Xu Qichen stepped forward to help her, "Be careful."

Only then did the girl stabilize herself, put the pot on the table, lowered her head and said shyly, "Thank you Brother Lin."

Xu Qichen shook his head, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the blue cloth shoes on her feet, so he deliberately said, "The pot is too hot, you, a little girl, can't handle it well, just leave it to me, and you can just do the things in your room. "

"I've already done everything about Eldest Young Master." She grabbed Xu Qichen's cuff, "Brother Lin, I, I'll just stay here and help you."

Xu Qichen frowned slightly, then smiled, "Okay, then help me arrange the dishes."

After a while Song Yuanyan went downstairs, "There are so many delicious foods today, I just happen to be hungry."

Xu Qichen walked in front of him calmly, "Young Master, eat less meat today, and you will be taking a car later, be careful of overeating."

Song Yuanyan raised his eyes to look at Xu Qichen, the two exchanged glances, and Song Yuanyan said again: "I told you I'm very hungry, let's talk about things later."

Xu Qichen nodded, and silently backed away.

Mrs. Song's family made a phone call before dinner, and Xu Qichen listened for a while before realizing that the call was for Mrs. He's family.

"That's right, that's what I said. Let them handle the matter of the two children by themselves. It's okay to make friends... Yes... Is it? The first dance? Oh, Xiaoyan, this kid is still embarrassed, I didn’t want to talk about it when I came back yesterday. That’s good, we Xiaoyan also like her very much, these two children are educated in Western style, and they have common topics..."

Mrs. Song's tone was very attentive, "Okay, then I'll be waiting for you at home in the afternoon, you have to come here early, I've got all the cards. Okay, goodbye."

The whole family was present except for Song Yuanfeng, but only the eldest sister asked about his absence, and the others didn't care.

During the meal, Mrs. Song talked about Ms. He again at the dinner table. Song Yuanyan looked reluctant to listen, and ate meat in silence, eating a meal slowly.When it was time to remove the dishes, it was almost the time agreed with Mr. Steven. Song Yuanyan took a sip of tea and collapsed on the sofa.

Wearing pearl earrings, Mrs. Song urged, "Hurry up, Mr. Steven is coming soon."

Song Yuanyan hummed and stood up.

At this time, the butler hurried in, "Madam, Xiao Fang has diarrhea, and I'm afraid he won't be able to drive for a while."

Mrs. Song cursed, "Unlucky."

It was a coincidence that Song Yuanfeng had just returned home when the housekeeper came in. He put his coat on the hand of the girl at the door and asked lightly, "Is Yuanyan's driver sick?"

The butler bowed, "Yes, young master."

"Use my car." Song Yuanfeng waved his hand outside, and his driver trotted up, "I just came back from the pier, just in time, you are taking the young master out now."

Song Yuanyan responded with a smile, "Thank you, brother." Just as he was about to put on his clothes, he retched for no reason, Xu Qichen immediately came forward with tea, "Young Master, are you okay?"

Song Yuanyan had a bitter face, took a sip of the tea, and then kept patting his chest, "Mother, I want to vomit."

Mrs. Song glared at him, "I ate so much like a starving ghost at noon, and it was all big meat. It's no wonder I don't feel sick now."

Seeing that Song Yuanyan was about to vomit, Mrs. Song was distressed and wanted to curse, "How can you ride in a car? Once you get in and smell the gasoline, you have to vomit. Lao Li, go and call a rickshaw." After speaking, she rushed Xu Qichen said, "Follow the young master."

"Yes." Xu Qichen nodded.

"Eat an orange and press it, and see if you will eat so much meat next time." Mrs. Song stuffed an orange to Song Yuanyan, "Your health is not good, and you still don't take it seriously every day. Go quickly."

Song Yuanyan hummed, walked out quickly, and smiled when he reached Song Yuanfeng's side.

"Brother, the lunch kitchen is reserved for you. The sheep and scorpion hot pot is delicious."

Song Yuanfeng smiled slightly, "Okay. Go quickly, be careful on the road."

Xu Qichen followed Song Yuanyan into the rickshaw, and Song Yuanyan put the orange in Xu Qichen's hand, "Peel one for me."

The rickshaw swayed, Xu Qichen peeled the orange, put the orange petals into his mouth, and then stuffed the orange peel into Song Yuanyan's hand.

"Huh? I want to eat oranges."

Xu Qichen laughed very happily, "If you're disgusting, smelling the orange peel is the most effective."

Song Yuanyan snatched Xu Qichen's hand secretly by grabbing the oranges, and felt satisfied even if he didn't eat or look for them.

When they arrived at the department store, Song Yuanyan met several employees of the company at the door. Xu Qichen was inconvenient to follow, so he sat and waited for him in a cafe opposite the department store.

Watching Song Yuanyan enter the department store through the glass window, Xu Qichen heaved a sigh of relief, ordered a cup of coffee, took a sip, and frowned so bitterly that he opened the jar of cube sugar on the table, took two of them and threw them in, stirring After stirring, he took another sip, but it was still bitter.

Just about to put two more, I heard a familiar voice.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Sun is so addicted to sweets."

Xu Qichen raised his head, "Miss He, what a coincidence."

Ms. He was very straightforward, "Unfortunately, this is the coffee shop opened by my second brother, and I often come here."

Xu Qichen nodded and took another sugar cube, but Miss He stopped him.

"Eating too much sugar is bad for your health."

Xu Qichen put down his hand and smiled at Miss He, "Thank you for your concern."

"Is Mr. Sun here to read the book today?"

"No, I'm just waiting for my young master, he's in the department store across the road."

Ms. He took off her leather gloves and said straight to the point, "Mr. Sun is very insightful. It's a pity to be a domestic servant. You should have your own ideals and aspirations. Are you going to follow Young Master Song for the rest of your life? ?”

Xu Qichen took a sip of coffee, looked out the window, and did not answer.

Seeing Xu Qichen like this, Ms. He pointed it out directly, "Song Yuanyan...he thinks about you more than a master and a servant, do you know that?"

Xu Qichen nodded.

"Could it be that you acquiesced?" Ms. He was a little surprised, and frowned slightly, "I don't believe it, he must have forced it..."

"No." Xu Qichen said softly, "Miss He, he didn't force me."

Miss He leaned on the back of the chair, with hesitation on her face, she was silent for a while before speaking.

"Mr. Sun, I like you. I don't think I need to repeat this point. You are a smart person, and you must have seen it." She pinched the silver coffee spoon with her fingers and stirred it gently, "So... I asked someone Investigated your background."

Xu Qichen's eyes showed a trace of astonishment.

"I know this is not an aboveboard approach. But I want to be with you. I must be clear about everything in order to plan better."

"Miss He, you do this..."

"Listen to me first. Your family is very complicated. I believe you also know that the days of the Xie family are numbered."

Her hand paused, and the spoon and cup made a crisp sound, "If you marry me, we can go abroad and live a truly free life. You don't have to be a dog, and you don't have to be trapped in family disputes."

Miss He was a little agitated, Xu Qichen looked at him quietly, and was silent for a while before speaking.

The voice was calm and calm: "Miss He, I like Song Yuanyan."

Seeing Miss He's hands trembling, he continued: "You have planned so much, you must not have guessed that we are in love with each other."

"But...but you..." Ms. He worked hard to calm herself down, "You will not go well. I have met similar people abroad, and their lives are very..."

"Yes. I know it's difficult." Xu Qichen's tone was still indifferent, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"But it doesn't matter, because being able to meet people who like each other is already the most difficult and difficult thing in this world."

After saying this, he smiled.

"In comparison, it's not too difficult to figure out a way to get the best of both worlds in order to be with the one you love."

Miss He's hands froze, she stared blankly at Xu Qichen's smile, at this moment, she suddenly realized that this was the only smile from the heart she had seen Xu Qichen show since they met.

There is no pretense.