Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

When Zuo Yan passed by his boss, he saw him greet Xie Yao with a smile.

Then when she looked at him, her smile was much less, and those eyes kept looking him up and down.

I don't understand why Xie Yao is so young and promising, why he just fell in love with him.

Zuo Yan could see the thoughts on his face, so he really wanted to go over and pat him on the shoulder and say, if you understand, please let me know.

Xie Yao kept holding his hand, Zuo Yan broke free when he got outside.

This person is a well-known figure anyway, so it's another thing for people to see him.

"Why did you suddenly leave the time today? And you didn't take any medicine."

Zuo Yan's face was a little red, and he scratched his cheek, "I remembered that I'm going to be late for work."

If you don't leave, will you stay there and wait to have a fight with you again?

Xie Yao looked at the car not far away, "I have already asked for two days off for you and the boss, I will send you back to rest."

Will Zuo Yan say no at this time?Of course not.

"I'll just walk back by myself."

Xie Yao said, "I'll see you off."

Zuo Yan refused twice symbolically, and then got into the car.

Xie Yao noticed his posture while driving, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"I went too far last night..."

Zuo Yan had that shameful and indignant expression on his face, wondering over and over again what you did last night!

I remember it clearly!

Abnormal neuropathy!

Don't think that you can forgive yesterday's behavior by putting on an apology posture.

It doesn't even have any lubrication, and it's just barreled inside, what do you think it is?

At this time, the system inserted a sentence, "According to the data, it was his first time last night."

Zuo Yan was taken aback, "He's already 28."

The system said seriously, "The information shows that he is a frigid person."

"You're not kidding me?"

Just last night's enthusiasm, is this the latest joke?

System: "No, this proves that you are great, come on."

Zuo Yan: I am so tired that I don't want to talk.

"You said that someone followed you last night?"

Zuo Yan didn't know what he meant by asking this, so he said carefully, "I only heard footsteps."

Xie Yao worried: "Didn't you see what it looks like?"

"No."

Xie Yao looked serious, "It doesn't work like this, you should go to the police station to make a record."

"Well, I see."

When Zuo Yan spoke, he took a special look at his expression, but found nothing else.

Could it be that he wasn't the one last night?

System: "If he really wanted to kill you, he should have done it last night."

"What if he likes to be sneaky?"

System: "...I'm more partial to the fact that he's showing his emotions."

Thinking of this, Zuo Yan felt pain in his buttocks, Zuo Yan changed his posture.

When he reached the door of his house, Zuo Yan opened the door slowly.

"System, have I cleaned up Xu Yang's pile of things?"

System: "It's all in the bedside table."

That's good, Xu Yang's death is now a puzzle. There are two possibilities. First, the person behind him killed him. The reason may be those oil paintings and photos.

Now if he is seen by the other party again, it is likely to arouse the killing intent again.

And there is another possibility that there is still a behind-the-scenes black hand who has not been found.

Thinking about it this way, Zuo Yan's goosebumps are about to rise. Not only does he have to deal with the psychopath in front of him, but he also has to guard against a murderer behind his back.

Xie Yao has been looking at his back, the white shirt just outlines his figure.

Thinking of the boy's misty eyes in the water, his eyes became deeper and deeper.

After entering, Xie Yao looked at his home, the living environment will affect a person's psychology.

Such an environment is somewhat inconsistent with the teenager.

Zuo Yan is still struggling with the water bottle here. When someone comes to the house, his first reaction is to pour water for him.

It just happened to be a coincidence, as soon as he put the kettle on the base, he saw the indicator light light up twice, and he went on strike completely.

No way, this is God's will.

Zuo Yan came back empty-handed.

Xie Yao took out the medicine and said with a smile, "It's better to put the medicine on first, otherwise the wound will be infected."

Zuo Yan looked at the ointment in his hand, and said, "I'll do it myself. If Mr. Xie has nothing to do, go back."

Xie Yao smiled deeply, "Are you sure you can use it yourself?"

will not.

Zuo Yan's expression had already betrayed him.

Xie Yao said, "My parents are all doctors, you can also treat me as a half doctor, there is a doctor to help you with the medicine, you don't have to be so cautious, or do you want to go to the hospital?"

Zuo Yan's choice was to just take the medicine in his hand and go to the bathroom alone.

Looking at the bottle, he hesitated to let go of it, and after a while, he dipped some ointment on his fingertips and sent it behind his back.

Xie Yao looked around the room, and out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed traces of paint on the half-page paper sandwiched in the bedside table.

With a slight twitch, an oil painting with figures appeared in front of his eyes.

The cabinet was opened, and a stack of photos and oil paintings were neatly placed inside...

dong dong dong.

"what happened?"

"You forgot a bottle of medicine."

Zuo Yan was nervous because of the sudden knock on the door, and his fingers were caught in an unspeakable part.

His face twisted for a moment, and Zuo Yan suddenly had the idea of ​​fucking himself.

No one answered inside, Xie Yao opened the door and came in.

I saw the boy's pants were stripped to his knees, and his white shirt covered half of his chest.

Looming, white fingers blocked the others.

Xie Yao's pupils shrank, breathing heavily.

Zuo Yan felt someone coming in behind him, so he quickly pulled out his hand, and then blocked the important part.

Xie Yao's expression was very calm at this time, he stretched out his arm, passed through Zuo Yan's side, and placed it on his sink.

"Remember to use both together."

Zuo Yan nodded, his eyes signaled him to go out quickly, and, put your reaction aside, it was too obvious.

When Xie Yao turned around to go out, he saw that the young man was wearing his underwear, which was a little bigger and stuck to the young man's legs.

Zuo Yan hurriedly finished it inside, and when he came out, he was exhausted physically and mentally.

When he came out, Xie Yao was on the phone.

He pretended to clean up the kettle while listening to the conversation between him and the person opposite.

It seems that I want to travel somewhere, and I also heard that I went out to sketch landscapes, and I didn't go alone.

After hearing this, Xie Yao had already hung up the phone.

"I have something to do here, so I have to leave first. This is my phone number. If you have something to do, you can call me."

Xie Yao smiled at him apologetically, took out a pen and paper to write down the number, and put it on the table.

Before leaving, he also asked him, "Don't forget to apply the medicine."

Zuo Yan slammed the door shut, so as not to see him off.

Xie Yao looked at the door closed in front of his eyes, and smiled softly.

Turning around and remembering the phone call, his eyes turned cold.

He has already set the stage, and the actors should also get ready.