Bunny

The scene inside the door surprised Li Wanqing.

The light in the grocery room was very dim, with only one light bulb, and the orange light fell down, clearly illuminating the two people by the wall.

The thin and thin little prince was pressed against the wall by a tall and straight figure. The little prince's face was lifted up and he was forced to accept the kiss. The handsome man's hand disappeared into the little prince's belly, leaving only a section of his elbow exposed. , so that people can see what's going on at a glance.

As the door opened, the little prince suddenly resisted fiercely, and kept raising his foot to kick the opponent's leg fiercely, the sound of "bang bang" made Li Wanqing feel pain.

In the next second, the tall black figure slightly touched his knees, and the little prince's struggle disappeared immediately, and he just let out a low whimper.

Li Wanqing took a deep breath.

How fat four!

How is this fat four!

You are all my ships!Why did you step on yourself!

Give me some face for this sea king!

At this time, the two people who were inseparable from the kiss finally separated. No, it should be said that it was the handsome guy who finally let go of the little prince. By the way, he turned around and gave Li Wanqing a cold look.

Li Wanqing's heart was numb from that glance, she took half a step back with a strong desire to survive, and then slowly closed the door of the grocery room.

Still acquainted.

The seal deed, who had just declared his sovereignty, was in a good mood, and he was finally willing to let go of Wen Zhuo. When he stepped back, he didn't forget to help Wen Zhuo tidy up his clothes a little bit, so that Wen Zhuo didn't look so embarrassed.

When tidying up Wen Zhuo's clothes, Feng Qi felt a strange sense of happiness in his heart, which was completely different from the feeling he had when tidying up his supplies before. A sense of satisfaction kept swelling in his heart, making his entire chest All stuffed to the brim.

But just as he let go of Wen Zhuo, the little rabbit who was red-faced and unable to stand still suddenly let out a scream, and when Feng Qi was unprepared, he slapped Feng Qi on the face with a "slap" superior.

With so much force, Feng Qi's face turned away, and a small slap was imprinted on it.

After Wen Zhuo hit the seal, he suddenly pushed the seal away, turned around and ran towards the door of the grocery room.

Outside the door, Li Wanqing hadn't recovered yet, she stood outside the door in a daze, struggling to digest the fact that her two boats were brought together.

She's a failed Aquaman!

The next second, the door opened.

The little prince rushed out of the grocery room with a flushed face. When he passed her, he seemed to turn his face away in shame and anger, and ran all the way out of the corridor without even daring to turn his head, as if he was chasing some scourge behind him.

Li Wanqing turned around in a daze, and saw the handsome guy coming out with two bags in his right hand with a grim look on his face.

Why?Why is there an extra bag!

Wait, what a weird emphasis!

"Are you—" Li Wanqing's face turned red slightly, and she realized that she shouldn't have asked after she asked, coughing lowly and took two steps back, wishing she could find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

"It's nothing." The handsome guy originally came out after Wen Zhuo, but he stopped slightly after meeting Li Wanqing, looked at Li Wanqing, and said, "Wen Zhuo suddenly has something to do, so he left first, there is no other way to do it." You played the accompaniment, so I want to ask you, how much is your commercial performance today, I will pay you five times."

"Ah, it's okay. My friend is nearby. I'll just call her over." Li Wanqing quickly waved her hand. In fact, she does not lack accompaniment. Even if there is no pianist, it is the same to play music directly. It's just a reason for her to get close to Wen Zhuo quickly.

Of course, at the moment, it is estimated that he can no longer get close to Wen Zhuo.

but--

Li Wanqing quietly looked at the handsome guy.

The handsome guy's skirt is wrinkled, probably from being scratched, and his trouser legs are also dirty, which looks like he was kicked. Although the handsome guy has tried his best to cover it up, Li Wanqing found that the handsome guy's left hand has been in his pocket all the time. Never took it out.

"Okay." The handsome guy nodded, and said, "Then I'll transfer the money to you at five times the market price when I go back, and you can transfer some to your friend. It's the money she came to save the day." After finishing speaking, the handsome guy turned his head and said gone.

Li Wanqing watched the back of the handsome guy, and sighed sadly.

my boat!

Li Wanqing's prince boat has disappeared.

Wen Zhuo rushed out of the restaurant and rushed all the way into the cold wind. His head was buzzing, his legs didn't seem to be his own, and he walked weakly. He hurriedly called a car and got in the car. At that time, I couldn't even lift my legs, and the toe of my shoe was knocking on the chassis of the car, and fell directly into the rear seat.

"Boy, are you okay?" The driver was startled, and when he turned around, he saw Wen Zhuo's face was flushed, and he closed the car door heavily with tears in his face.

"I'm fine." Wen Zhuo replied with a deep cry. He realized something was wrong, and hastily wiped his face with his sleeve, sniffed his nose, and cleared his voice: "Please, please drive quickly."

The driver said "Okay" and stepped on the accelerator.

It is almost six o'clock in the evening, the sky is already dark, the setting sun in the distance is almost gone, only a little afterglow reflects half of the sky unwillingly, the sky is divided into two parts, one part is fiery red and rich, Part of it was dark and cold. Under the handover of the sun and the moon, the taxi driver drove out with a "huh".

The crying little rabbit sat in the car and was pulled away by the taxi.

It snowed all day in City A today, the roofs and treetops were covered by white snow, the air conditioner in the car was hot, Wen Zhuo got motion sickness as soon as he got in the car, and he felt dizzy when the hot air blew, and he felt like vomiting , he staggered when he got home, as if he was about to fall at any moment.

Fortunately, his parents were not at home when he got home, and no one saw his burning red earlobes and embarrassing tears.

Wen Zhuo staggered all the way back to the bedroom, and quickly took off his clothes. When he took off his pants, his hands rubbed against his thighs, and a strange heat flowed all over his body, which made him shiver abruptly. .

His underclothes were dirty, and there was a strange smell. Wen Zhuo quickly gathered them up. He wanted to throw them into the trash can, but he was afraid of being discovered by the nanny. After thinking about it, Wen Zhuo took the underclothes He folded up his clothes, wrapped them in a towel, hid them in the bottom drawer of the study table, and pressed them with a book.

After finishing all this, Wen Zhuo walked into the bathroom dripping wet, and turned on the bathroom faucet.

Warm water flowed down Wen Zhuo's head, and Wen Zhuo picked up the soap in front of the sink with trembling fingers. When picking up the soap, his eyes unconsciously passed through the mirror, and saw the soap in the mirror. own reflection.

His skin is delicate, and there are bruises and scars on his legs from the previous training. They are still not healed, and they are crawling across his legs. He has been used to seeing these scars for a long time. Sweeping over, he didn't care much, his eyes swept away and fell on his chin.

On his chin there were traces of being pinched by the seal, and there was an obvious handprint. Wen Zhuo raised his head slightly, and when he saw the handprint on his chin, he seemed to feel the strength of the seal and the hot temperature of his palm.

Wen Zhuo waved his hand in embarrassment.

What happened just now happened too fast, it was too exciting, and his body was too honest. When he reacted, everything was over.

In the quiet bathroom, Wen Zhuo was thinking about those episodes by himself, only feeling a burst of embarrassment.

He has never been treated like this before. When it comes to dating, the only standard he can accept for the time being is you kiss me and I kiss you. Feng Qi treats him like this before their relationship is confirmed, which makes him very depressed. angry.

Obviously, she didn't want to talk to him before, why should she do this now.

The grievance in his heart began to sway again, and it was about to come out of his throat at any time. The tears hadn't stopped from the way home until now, and the eye sockets were always moist.

Thinking of that, his eyes couldn't help but look down, and before his eyes caught him, he hastily looked away, as if he didn't dare to look.

It was obviously his own body, but he didn't dare to look at it, as if there was a hand on his body all the time, he could almost feel the threatening temperature, his legs were weak and he ran to the Under the current, while flushing, he rubbed his body viciously with the soap in his hand.

The more he rubbed, the more he wanted to cry. He squatted down on the floor along the tiles in the bathroom, letting the hot water pour on his back.

How could Feng Qi treat him like this? Just because he had confessed his love to Feng Qi, did Feng Qi feel that he had the right to touch his body?

Obviously, Feng Qi hated him very much before, and refused to take him to sweep the mountains, and left him during training. After he took the initiative to send Feng Qi home, Feng Qi also threw him out of the house, and told him to never Don't show up again.

But within two hours, Feng Qi hugged him again, and did that kind of thing to him unreasonably.

Wen Zhuo quickly wiped his face, stood up again, washed himself clean, snorted two handfuls of hair with a towel, lay down on the bed with red eye circles.

The warm blanket made Wen Zhuo feel a little more secure. He sniffed and buried himself in the pillow, thinking that he would never deal with the seal again.

Even if Li Heng was calling him, no matter how much Feng Qi drank and died of drunkenness on the side of the road, he would not pick up anyone.

The little rabbit didn't know what to think of, and suddenly pulled up the quilt, covered his face, then bit the pillow cover, shook his head and kicked with teeth and claws, dragging the pillow a bit crooked, the quilt He was also kicked into the air, he vented his anger on the bed, and finally sat up viciously, picked up the pillow and twitched at the bed.

He should have slapped that bastard again then!

Go to hell with you, stinky rascal!

Holding his breath in his chest and unable to get it out, Wen Zhuo didn't fall asleep for a long time, until the middle of the night, before he fell asleep staring dazedly.

He saw Feng Qi again in his dream.

In the dim grocery room, he dreamed that Feng Qi was holding him and whispering in his ear: "You like me, Wen Zhuo, tell me, okay?"

Wen Zhuo suddenly woke up from the dream.

When he woke up, it was bright daylight, and his small bedroom was warmed by the sun. He rolled gently under the quilt, and vaguely realized that something was wrong.

He sat up slowly, scratched his hair, reached under the pillow, and glanced at the time.

It's actually 08:30 in the morning.

You know, every morning at 06:30, his father would pick him up and take him for a morning jog. He has been growing up all these years, and his father never let him go.

An exception today?

Wen Zhuo couldn't help thinking about the fight he had with his father before.

It looked like his father was really hit by him, and he didn't even ask him to go for a morning run.

Wen Zhuo felt a little guilty in his heart. When his father forced him before, he would be very unhappy and angry. He really wanted his father to stop forcing him, but when his father really didn't like this, Wen Zhuo I was very sad again, feeling like he had not fulfilled his father's expectations and let his father down.

Wen Zhuo thought about it, so he couldn't continue to lie down and sleep on the bed. He put on his pajamas, stepped on slippers, left the bedroom, went down to the second floor, and went to the first floor.

When he was going down the stairs, he heard hearty laughter from the living room, and Wen Zhuo heard it on the steps on the second floor.

It is the voice of the father.

Wen Zhuo was a little surprised. In his impression, Wen's father had always been serious and rigid. Even when he was happy, he was very introverted. He never laughed like this. Could it be that Wen's father's old comrades came to see Wen's father?

Wen Zhuo stepped on cotton slippers, slowed down, went down the steps, and looked into the living room.

The living room was a mess.

The decoration style of their home is in accordance with Ms. Chen's liking. It is a high-end and luxurious European style. There are reliefs on the walls, intricate patterns carved on the handrails, and exquisite crystal statues are placed in the corners.

Father Wen has never been interested in these fancy things. According to Father Wen, gold and silver nests are not as good as his own dog kennels. He can sleep well on any hard bed, but these are what Ms. Chen likes. So Wen's father has always been cautious, careful to avoid bumps.

When Wen Zhuo got off the stairs, he saw that beautiful crystal statue fell into several pieces and left it on the ground without anyone caring. Father Wen was introducing something in a loud voice: "This is the medal I won before. During the competition, I almost won the gold medal at that time!"

"That year, we were in City Y. Do you know City Y? It was said to be a city, but it actually led us to the deep mountains and old forests. There were really bears, wolves, and the like. I can't get out, I was only nineteen at the time—ah, you said this scar, no, this scar was injured when I went on a mission for a year to catch suspects."

Father Wen was probably picking up his clothes, and his voice also raised a lot: "In those years, there was no such technology now. What about looking at footprints and analyzing faces? There is nothing, and there are not many surveillance cameras. There is a family that was arrested. The house was destroyed, the house was full of blood and footprints, but the murderer could not be caught, the case was gradually put on hold, I refused to accept it, so I found a stupid way, I squatted at the door of that family all the year round, investigating other cases during the day, and continued to come at night Sit down, sometimes I’m too tired, I don’t go home, I just sleep at the door of someone’s house, I fell asleep and heard something, someone jumped out of the window and entered the door of that family, I did it, and caught the beast , Twist it back to the bureau, and just that one time, it gave me a third-class merit!"

Wen Zhuo was standing by the wall at the time, and it sounded a little strange to him—his father rarely told him these things, and he had asked his father where the scars on his body came from before, and his father told him not to ask nonsense.

It may be some good friend of Dad's.

Wen Zhuo thought about it, and planned to go down to say hello to the other party, saying "Hello, Uncle" or something. He and his father hadn't spoken for a long time, so he could use this to ease the relationship between their father and son.

Wen Zhuo went downstairs and saw his father sitting on the living room floor, there was only one person, and he didn't know who his father was talking to.

A large box and a lot of things were placed on the ground, including an old and damaged telescope, a rusty badge, a bow and arrow bought from the Internet, and a pair of Jiefang shoes with holes. There was a frayed knee brace, and all kinds of odd bits and pieces, surrounding the two sitting people, and Father Wen was currently burying his body in the big box, and took it out what.

He pulled out a blood-stained coat.

The coat is very old, it looks like it was made more than ten years ago, the sleeves are frayed, and the dirty one is pressed at the bottom of the box. The blood has dried completely. It is an ordinary lantern fleece The coat was blue, and the parts stained by blood stains were black, with an old taste of time.

It looked a bit like the bloody coat of a murder scene victim.

"This dress was worn when I rescued Wen Zhuo's mother." Wen's father sat on the ground and lifted the dress high. He turned his back to Wen Zhuo, and did not realize that Wen Zhuo had come down at all. Holding the dress, with a bit of nostalgia and sigh: "That time, I snatched Chen Qianqian back from the gangsters. At that time, your Aunt Chen was not as powerful as she is now. She was still very young and thin. , crying in my arms, I hugged her, hid under the lake, and told her, don’t be afraid, they won’t find her.”

Wen Zhuo had already walked down the steps, standing behind his father in a daze.

He had heard relatives in the family talk about the process of his father and mother getting acquainted before, but this was the first time he heard it from his father's mouth. He looked at the bloody clothes in the sun, as if through the torrent of time, from his father. In a few words, I saw the picture painted by my father.

"You mean the "kidnapper's beloved wife" incident? I once heard our professor talk about your case. He said that you are the most competent criminal policeman he has ever seen, and you are also the most proud soldier he has ever led."

A familiar voice with faint respect sounded from behind, Wen Zhuo was taken aback, when he turned his head, he saw Feng Qi holding two bottles of beer in his hand, looking at him with a smile.

Wen Zhuo's heart, which had finally calmed down all night after adjusting, suddenly tightened, and he grasped the cotton shoes tightly with his toes, his small face was raised high, his eyes were fixed on the seal, even The lips are pursed together.

What else does this damn guy want to do, why did he come to his house again!

Those images from yesterday came back to mind again, Wen Zhuo's earlobe was covered with suspicious powder, his little face instantly became defensive, and he stared fiercely at Feng Qi.

Feng Qi let out a soft "tsk" in his heart.

After participating in the competition at the top of the mountain, Wen Zhuo's edges and corners were almost visible to the naked eye. I don't know that the switch of Wen Zhuo was knocked on in that competition. A child who was so obedient before has learned to bite now. people.

"Huh? When did you come down?" Wen's father behind him turned his head, frowned slightly when he saw Wen Zhuo, and his face tensed up habitually.

Wen Zhuo was looking fiercely at Feng Qi, but Feng Qi, who looked like he was not familiar with Wen Zhuo, passed Wen Zhuo directly, and sat cross-legged opposite Wen's father: "Uncle, can you tell me about that time?" Can you tell me more about the "kidnapper's beloved wife"? Our professor said that you took the victim to two hills in one night, settled in thirteen hiding places, and kept searching for more than a dozen kidnappers. Persisted until the rescue came, and even killed two kidnappers, my father told me that this case is still a myth."

Wen's father's serious face, which was tense just now, immediately burst into laughter. He straightened his waist and said "what's there to say?" Take a big mouthful, with the appearance of "cleaning my ears and I will say half a point in a while".

Wen Zhuo's little rabbit ears moved blankly.

So, now, this is, what's going on?

"That's your son?" Before Wen's father started speaking, Feng Qi glanced at Wen Zhuo inadvertently, and said with a smile, "He looks very similar to Aunt Chen, he seems to be from the same school as me."

Father Wen waved his hand indifferently: "It's far worse than you."

Wen Zhuo's little face gradually turned grim.

Pretend to be your grandma!

Feng Qi laughed, he patted the floor next to him, and raised his eyebrows at Wenzhuo: "Would you like to come and listen together, there will be no parties to tell you about mythical cases in the future."

Wen Zhuo seriously suspected that Feng Qi was flattering his father in a different way. Even if his father was a very good criminal policeman back then, he wouldn't use the word "myth" to describe it, right?

But Wen's father is very fond of this kind of thing. Since he retired, he has never really devoted himself to the front line, and those cases have gradually moved away from him. Wen's father was born as a criminal policeman. His bones itch, but no one can tell.

Ms. Chen is busy with work every day and cares about the stock and jewelry business. Wen Zhuo trembles when he sees the blood, and he can’t breathe after two laps in the morning. The glory days of the past, and he felt that there was nothing to talk about, it was already a thing of the past, and the things he took out of his mouth were all yellowed.

Today was a rare audience. Father Wen shook the cold beer can in his hand and recited the past.

Wen Zhuo actually wanted to hear about his father's past, but Feng Qi was sitting there, he was in a panic and didn't want to go, his father just kept talking to Feng Qi, without even looking at Wen Zhuo , really do not know who is his son.

Wen Zhuo was angry for a moment, and angrily stepped on the steps back to his bedroom, sat on the bed, wrapped in the quilt and vented his anger on the pillow, the corner of the pillow was bitten wet by him, and there was an obvious tooth mark on it.

He was talking, when suddenly someone knocked on the door outside.

Wen Zhuo jumped off the bed at once, hesitated for two seconds, and then rushed towards the door aggressively.

This is his home, and his father is downstairs, so what can he do to him without an envelope!

As soon as the door was opened, Feng Qi saw an angry rabbit's face, hidden inside the door, only his head was exposed, looking at him fiercely: "Why are you coming to my house!"

The little rabbit probably just woke up, the hair on his head is messy and frizzy, two disobedient hairs stick up, Wen Zhuo's head moves, the lock of hair shakes, he is wearing a milky white pajamas, silk The texture, the neckline is a little open, the seal is condescending, and Wen Zhuo's chest can be seen white.

It seemed that Feng Qi's gaze was too scorching, Wen Zhuo didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly his face became angry, and he raised his hand and began to close the door.

"Don't close it." Feng Qi supported the door with one hand, he didn't squeeze in, afraid that Wen Zhuo would shout out like yesterday, he just poked his head slightly towards the crack of the door, under Wen Zhuo's nervous gaze, He said in a low voice: "I am here today to respond to your confession at my house yesterday."

Wen Zhuo was stunned.

Just as he was recalling his "confession" at Feng Qi's house yesterday, Feng Qi suddenly lowered his head and kissed Wen Zhuo lightly on the head.

"I promise you," he said.