tease you willingly

An Lun looked at Channing, who was smiling but not smiling, and then replied solemnly: "Taught."

It was originally a joke, but Qian Ning was still a little surprised when he heard the affirmative answer, and asked uncomfortably, "Have you had an internship?"

An Lun looked into Channing's eyes, nodded naturally, and then said, "No."

What are you doing without your nodding, Qian Ning cursed in his heart.

"Everyone's conditions are different. Most of them are lurkers, ordinary people, living a normal life, and you won't find out. I'm a minority." An Lun explained for a while, and continued: "There will be no special circumstances in the future. I will find me again, and I can live an ordinary life with you."

Because of the conversation just now, Chan Ning's consciousness fluctuated ups and downs. For a while, he felt that the person in front of him was nothingness beyond the galaxy, and for a while he returned to his eyes.

With a handsome and domineering face in front of him, Qian Ning waited for a long time, wondering if he wanted to confirm whether the person in front of him was real or couldn't control his hand, so he just touched An Lun's face.

An Lun's face was a little cold, and the temperature from his palm made Channing feel at ease.

Channing moved his hands from his face to An Lun's chest, and replied warmly, "Whoever wants to live with you, stay away from me."

Seeing An Lun's facial muscles about to smile, Channing quickly withdrew his hand covering An Lun's chest muscles, and changed the subject awkwardly, "Well, when we first met, did you just finish your mission? ? How could you be so weak at that time? Could it be that you encountered something life-threatening? No, you are just dehydrated, nothing else, what's going on?"

An Lun grabbed Chan Ning's hand, put it back on his face, and said with a smile, "I'll ask after I sort out the questions after speaking."

Qian Ning waved his hand violently, didn't he become confused when he met you, but he couldn't say that: "Don't talk nonsense, answer quickly."

An Lun's face was ashen, and he said softly: "It's not a mission, it's a private matter. At that time, if I hadn't met you, I really didn't want to live."

Qian Ning's head buzzed, and images of lurkers on TV appeared in his mind. They hid their emotions, endured enormous psychological pressure, and resolved the suspiciousness and clues in the external environment. A split personality within oneself.They calmly control their performance at any time, judge the situation, adapt to the situation, even if their father is dead, they will not show any emotional waves, and their heartbeat will not speed up.

However, what makes such a powerful male creature and such a professional practitioner have a difficult knot in his heart.This matter must be fatal, and no amount of mental strength can bear it.

A wave of worry made Channing cough.

An Lun sighed, and this sigh made Qian Ning shiver immediately.

An Lun put his hand on Qian Ning's chest and breathed, "Don't worry, I won't seek death anymore with you."

Is the actor's safety mode turned on?He's such a good actor, he plays east and west, passer-by A and passer-by B, after so many roles, none of them is himself, I'm afraid he has already forgotten who he is.

But Channing subconsciously believed that An Lun hadn't lied to him, and trusted him for no reason.

"I shouldn't have cared about you back then, I should have starved you to death, and saved myself from such horrible things." Chan Ning seemed to be complaining and flirting with it.

An Lun squeezed Qian Ning's mouth, and turned Qian Ning's face in front of his eyes, "It was you who provoked me, and now it's impossible to ignore it."

An Lun looked at the clear eyes in front of him, thinking about Channing's cough, resisted the urge to kiss, and will never let you go when you recover.

During the half month that Channing was hospitalized, An Lun regularly disappeared for two hours every day.Except for Channing, no one would think deeply about what An Lun did during these two hours.

Ever since he found out An Lun's identity, Chan Ning has been terrified of An Lun's disappearance every time. Maybe there is a new mission, what is it?Why?How about it?A series of questions lingered in Channing's mind.

Every time An Lun sat beside Qian Ning as if nothing had happened, Qian Ning always seemed to be alive again.

Regarding An Lun's behavior, Qian Ning would not understand it even if he wanted to. How could he understand that business.He didn't want to understand this business. Without this person, it would have nothing to do with him if all the agents in the world were dead.

He just worried about this person, thinking that he would no longer be hurt, no longer in danger, no longer suffering, no longer confused, he could not be unhappy, he could not be unhappy.

But all of this must be buried in the bottom of my heart. The particularity of this business requires Qian Ning to understand and also requires Qian Ning to endure.You can't ask An Lun, let alone others; you can't tell outsiders, and you can't show yourself too much.

On the day she was discharged from the hospital, Channing cheered uncharacteristically, "Goodbye to the hospital bed."

Ye Fangzheng looked at the blossoming Qian Ning and shook his head. After leaving the hospital, Qian Ning still needs to take good care of him, at least two months.How to arrange these two months has not yet been discussed.

An Lun insisted on taking care of Qian Ning by himself, which was not too much for emotion or reason.But knowing that An Dashen has a tenth-level life disability, the brothers couldn't help but feel worried.

Chan Ning spoke first, "You three, each take care of me for 20 days. I don't want to face a schizophrenic patient all day."

The three elder brothers couldn't figure out what Qian Ning was thinking, so Lin Feng asked first: "Second brother, are you afraid that God An will take advantage of others and go directly to your home base?"

Ye Fangzheng ignored Lin Feng's words, and seemed a little embarrassed to say: "Since I need someone to take care of me, the King of Vinegar will never let go of this opportunity. Since you two are in love, there is no need to be embarrassed."

Zheng Min interrupted Ye Fangzheng and said: "The vinegar king is not disrespectful. If the second child is like this, he will cuddle to the end, so you don't have to worry about it. What I worry about is whether the vinegar king is reliable. Get into a fight, and pretend to be B as if nothing happened, what if one of them can't be seen and is hunted by the enemy?"

Chan Ning staggered to his feet, and stretched out his hand like three brothers to sweep over, "What are you thinking about all day long, why do you have to pull it on him, I can't do it for you."

The monkey spirit boss shook his head, "Our affairs are not as important as yours."

Zheng Min frowned, looked at Ye Fangzheng and then at Qian Ning, and asked in puzzlement, "What's the matter with us?"

Lin Feng laughed loudly, grabbed Zheng Min's neck, and beat his head hard with the other hand, "Yum's head, it will kill you."

Zheng Min pushed Lin Feng away, covered his head and growled, "What are you doing, you are not allowed to ask if you don't understand?"

Ye Fangzheng smiled at Qian Ning, "Oh, 20 days is not enough for Si'er, 20 days will pass if you explain it clearly to him, let alone do business."

Zheng Min lowered his head and rolled his eyes, and scanned several people fiercely, "Don't talk about pulling down, I will carry the second child to my house, and you can do whatever you like."

"Hahaha" The laughter of several people sounded at the same time, and it was Qian Ning who spoke, "Si'er, I want to take this opportunity to let you and Jiang Han, the boss and Yin Doudou, San'er and the little nurse go down together." Walk."

Zheng Min's facial muscles trembled, "Oh, so this is the matter, you didn't say it earlier."

Lin Feng supported Qian Ning's arm, turned his head and said to Zheng Min: "Quick, don't you want to carry the dick to your house, squat down quickly."

Zheng Min scratched his head and said with a chuckle, "I'm afraid that the jealous king will demolish my house."

An Lun returned to the ward after completing the formalities, and looked at the whole room talking and laughing with a cold face.

Lin Feng coughed twice on purpose, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Vinegar King, my fourth son said that he wants to carry the second child to his house, do you agree?"

An Lun ignored Lin Feng's words, put one hand on Qian Ning's shoulder, bent down to support Qian Ning's leg, and hugged him like a child.

"What are you doing, let me down quickly." Chan Ning struggled for a while, but couldn't move half a cent.

An Lun looked down into Channing's eyes and whispered "don't move".

Qian Ning yelled, "Get out of here, this makes people see that the young master is still alive or not, so let him go quickly."

An Lun ignored Qian Ning's resistance, and walked away from the crowd to the elevator.

Before the elevator arrived, I heard a faint voice in the corridor: "Isn't it a hurt stomach? Why is this leg not working well? This is still in the princess's arms. The two of you have something to do."

"What's the matter, you're weak, you just look at Renji with rotten eyes."

Qian Ning's face turned red to the base of his ears, and he buried his face in An Lun's chest. Damn it, the faces of the eight generations of ancestors were all disgraced, and it's because they didn't know who the ancestors were, otherwise it would be impossible to dream at night. Had to be hacked by the ancestors.

Lin Feng, who was following An Lun, whistled viciously, "Come and see, come and watch, the 1.9-meter-1.8 one hugs the [-]-meter-[-] one, the media, the reporters, where are they all?"

"Shut up." Qian Ning suddenly raised his head and glared fiercely at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng dodged left and right on purpose, "Oh, these two eye knives are so sure and ruthless, this hero who is being hugged, do you dare to agree to my call?"

Qian Ning reached out to grab Lin Feng, but Lin Feng dodged backwards.Chan Ning pushed An Lun and shouted, "Let go of me, I will smash him to death."

An Lun used his strength again, bowed his head and said, "If you are not afraid of being seen by others, you can yell."

Qian Ning pointed at Lin Feng helplessly, "Just wait."

At this time, there were more people waiting for the elevator, and Channing buried his face in An Lun's chest again.Channing didn't open his eyes until he got in the taxi.

"Where are you going?" the driver asked.

Just as Qian Ning was about to report the location of his rental house, An Lun covered Qian Ning's mouth and said to the driver, "No. 57 Kangning Road."

Lin Feng, who was sitting in the front row, nodded in satisfaction, "Well, Kangning Road."

"San'er, why are you coaxing?" Qian Ning wanted to say more but seeing An Lun's cold face, he had to give up.

An Lun's house was no longer the empty one in Channing's memory. It was fully equipped with furniture and appliances, and it felt warm but not luxurious, which made people extremely comfortable.

An Lun carried Channing to another bedroom, where Channing froze for a moment.

In my memory, this bedroom didn't even have a bed, but now I was lying on a comfortable bed.The TV on the opposite wall, the notebook on the bedside table, and the bookshelf full of books.Have you changed your house?

When Qian Ning was wondering, Lin Feng walked in.

"Oh, I'll go, Vinegar King is still equipped with a constant temperature system, so it's cool."

Qian Ning asked puzzledly, "What constant temperature system?"

Lin Feng pointed to the top of his head, "Isn't it, it's the same as the one in the laboratory, don't you know?"

Channing looked up and saw something that looked like a vent on the roof, and thought of the school's bacteria laboratory, it was so fucking scary.

"I'm going, second child, Vinegar King is really rich. This bed is actually made of "Aining" brand, and it is made of rosewood. My grandfather's rosewood walking stick is worth 3000 yuan. Your bed will cost more than 30 yuan Wan it." Lin Feng pouted his mouth, sighing for a while.

Qian Ning said disdainfully: "Why are you so blind? When I first came here, this room didn't even have a bed. I was surprised. Did I go to the wrong place?"

While the two were arguing endlessly, Ye Fangzheng and Zheng Min also entered the room.

Ye Fangzheng looked at the furnishings of the house, nodded first, and then asked Qian Ning, "Is the Vinegar King a rich second generation?"

Qian Ning shook his head and replied, "I don't know, what's wrong?"

Ye Fangzheng frowned, and began to analyze: "There is money for sure, but the knowledge and taste of the vinegar king can be seen from the things in the house. This bookshelf was handmade by an old craftsman, and this mark is unique to him. "Ye Fangzheng continued: "I remember when I was young, someone invited my grandfather to see a doctor, and I followed him. It was a big family, and the house had a history of hundreds of years. There was a old man in the house. This very similar bookshelf also has such a mark."

Qian Ning and the others looked at the place Ye Fangzheng was pointing at, a circular icon with a hand-painted leaf inside.

Qian Ning suddenly thought of that poor little guy when he met An Lun for the first time, he said helplessly that I had no money, I had no money, it was all fucking nonsense.

Why did I believe in ghosts, gave him medical expenses, bought him daily necessities, and gave him money back? It's a joke, it's so ridiculous.God, you just hit a lightning strike and forget it.

Qian Ning was so angry that he stood up on the bed, "Where did he go?"

Ye Fangzheng pushed Qian Ning down, "Lie down quickly, what are you doing when you get up?"

Sitting on the bed, Channing yelled cursingly, "An Lun, get the hell out of here."

As soon as Qian Ning's words fell to the ground, An Lun walked in with some clothes in his arms.

Lin Feng pulled Ye Fangzheng and Zheng Min out of the bedroom, turned around and closed the door, and several people quickly clung to the door and started eavesdropping.

First there was the sound of "bang bang bang", followed by Channing's roar.

"I'm going back to my own rented house, you bumbling fool, you're so fucking pretending."

An Lun's voice was very low and gentle, "Lie down."

"Don't worry about it."

"If you're not satisfied, change it now." An Lun seemed to be pushing Channing down.

Qian Ning groaned strangely, "From the very beginning, you have been playing tricks on your grandfather and me. Why do you have no money to eat? Thanks to my bodhisattva heart to help you. Where did your bed and bookshelf come from? Didn't you have no money?" money?"

An Lun said slowly: "Didn't you say that my family has a great career?"

Qian Ning burst out laughing, "Yes, Young Master An, if you don't make a name for yourself, you will become a blockbuster. Young Master, I am not lucky enough to suffer this hundreds of thousands of beds, and let them send me back to the rental house."

An Lun said unhurriedly: "I checked out the rental house and brought all my things here."

There was another sound of violent beating, "Fuck/Your uncle, who allowed you to do this—"

Ye Fangzheng and the three crowded each other a bit too much, and the door was knocked open.

First, Lin Feng stood up straight, and asked righteously: "Why are you still fighting, jealous king, how can you attack a patient?"

Listening to Lin Feng's words, Qian Ning embarrassedly threw the book weapon rolled up in his hand back on the bed.

An Lun's arm was red and swollen, yelling that the success just now had failed, and his face was like a piece of iron, he turned and walked out of the bedroom.

Ye Fangzheng looked at Qian Ning, and became serious, "Second brother, you can do it, I think the jealous king is too used to you, please restrain yourself."

"That's right, beating and scolding, like a shrew." Lin Feng echoed.

How could Qian Ning not guess, everything that An Lun did during the two hours that he disappeared every day before his eyes, he didn't know why he got angry, and even beat him, An Lun was the only one in his memory The person who was beaten and scolded by him.

He is forgiving himself, he is used to himself, and he expresses his feelings with everything he can think of.

Lying on the bed, Qian Ning pulled the pillow over his face, leaving behind three people who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.They decided to let Vinegar King take care of Channing himself.