Hey, your overlord is broken

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When it was dark, the dojo was full of excitement.

The sound transmitted the music very far, attracting the villagers of the whole village, especially the children. Looking at this scene that they had never seen before, they were as excited as Chinese New Year. One person was shy, so he found a group of friends to go around the dojo.

The production crew specially asked people to invite the villagers before, and the villagers had watched the boxes of food that were delivered earlier, knowing that they were all things that cost money, they all rejected the invitation.

Now it's getting lively, and I can't help watching the excitement. As soon as I approached, the crew stuffed their hands with food, pulled them to sing and laugh together, and let go after a while.

Yan Hao and the main person in charge of the film crew had a few scene-to-face conversations before the excitement started, and they borrowed a villager's house to set up a table instead of joining in the excitement.

Chu Yuanxiao didn't like places with too many people, and his stomach couldn't bear the barbecued food, and he didn't want to stay too long in the dojo, so he refused Qi Xiang's company and went directly to the tent to rest.

Qi Xiang felt very sorry: "Brother Chu..."

"Go and play, I'm really tired, go to sleep first."

Chu Yuanxiao lay down in the tent, put the earplugs in his ears, and fell asleep in a daze after a while.

When he woke up, he saw that it was only a few minutes after nine o'clock, and he slept for two hours.

Take off the earplugs, not far away is still lively, and you can clearly hear singing and applause—is this an outdoor karaoke?

When Chu Yuanxiao came out of the tent, the wind in Y City in April was not too cold, only slightly cool, and the blowing was very comfortable. When he looked up, he could see the sky full of stars.

The air here is so good, he stretched his neck and arms, and took a deep breath.

goo...

hungry.

Taking out his mobile phone, he was going to call Qi Xiang and ask Qi Xiang to take him to Xiaojie's house to cook some noodles or porridge to fill his stomach.

As soon as he unlocked the phone, he saw a black shadow out of the corner of his eye and was startled.

After stabilizing his mind for a moment, Chu Yuanxiao took a closer look and found that the black shadow that was almost blocked by the tent had changed from a "short and fat oval" to a "tall and long strip", and the long strip of black shadow was walking towards him.

Oh, it's a man, started squatting, now standing.

"Mr. Yan?" Chu Yuanxiao vaguely recognized this person, and couldn't tell whether he was surprised or "as expected".

As Yan Hao approached, Chu Yuanxiao smelled the obvious smell of alcohol, frowned slightly, and took half a step back without showing any signs.

"You didn't eat at night." Yan Hao passed the thermos bucket in his hand forward, "This is porridge, which is prepared for your dinner."

Chu Yuanxiao was slightly taken aback.

Seeing his hesitation, Yan Hao tensed his tone: "I will invite everyone to dinner tonight."

Oh, yes, tonight everyone eats the big guy, so why is he being pretentious?

"Thank you, Boss Yan, for delivering it to me personally." Chu Yuanxiao smiled and took the porridge, "I happened to be hungry."

Yan Hao pointed to the place where he squatted just now: "I'll sleep in that tent tonight, it's close to you, and I just happened to bring porridge here."

Chu Yuan Xiaoen said, but didn't say thank you any more.

He turned around and took out a small folding bench from the tent, sat down, unscrewed the lid of the thermos, and prepared to eat porridge.

Seeing Xiao Lin standing on the side without moving, he raised his neck and asked, "President Yan, is there anything else?"

Yan Hao turned and walked away, Chu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, but within a minute, Yan Hao came back with a small bench.

Yan Hao: "I'm sitting and blowing some air, the night view here is pretty good."

He sat upwind, and the wind that blew onto Chu Yuanxiao's body carried a hint of wine smell, which was very weak, but Chu Yuanxiao didn't feel bad, and could even smell a faint, very light aroma.

It's a little familiar, um... like the smell of his usual shampoo.

Yan Hao was sitting on a small bench, different from his normal sitting posture with a straight back. His two long legs were separated randomly, bent straight, his left elbow supported his knee, his palm supported his chin, his body was tilted, and his head was slightly raised. , looking fascinated by the starry sky.

He concentrated on admiring the scenery, and Chu Yuanxiao couldn't find anything to say, so he just sipped the porridge silently.

Yan Hao's gaze shifted from the sky and landed on Chu Yuanxiao who was only three or four meters away from him.

In order to see more clearly, he turned his neck, little by little, slowly, as if he was afraid that Chu Yuanxiao's attention would be drawn to him if he moved too much, and he didn't move until he was completely facing Chu Yuanxiao.

Chu Yuanxiao was full, covered the thermos bucket, and turned her head to look at Yan Hao.

Boom!

Yan Hao's elbow supporting his knee slipped and fell into the air, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground.

He seemed to be in a daze, and he didn't stand up for a while.

Chu Yuanxiao put the thermos on the ground, walked over quickly, suppressed the rejection of contact with men in her heart, and directly stretched out her hand to grab Yan Hao's arm.

"Mr. Yan, where did you fall? Can you get up? Do you need to call someone over?"

Yan Hao put his shoulder on Chu Yuanxiao's shoulder: "I hit a rock on my back, it's not a hindrance, you don't need to call for someone, just give me a hand."

The two were very close, Yan Hao opened his mouth to speak, and his breath almost sprayed directly on Chu Yuanxiao's face. Chu Yuanxiao's whole body was stiff, her breathing was stagnant, and she resisted the urge to push the person away, turned her face away, and supported Yan Hao stand up.

As soon as Yan Hao stood firm, Chu Yuanxiao wanted to back away, but Yan Hao held his shoulder firmly, and he couldn't move even half a step.

Yan Hao lowered his head, almost whispering in his ear: "Help me into the tent."

He couldn't bear to let go.

His ears were suffocated by the heat, and the tense nerve in Chu Yuanxiao's brain snapped. He didn't think about anything, and reflexively pushed Yan Hao away heavily.

Yan Hao was caught off guard and staggered back a few steps. If his foot wasn't stable enough, he would almost have sat down on the ground.

He barely stood still, looked at Chu Yuanxiao with heavy eyes, and pursed his thin lips tightly.

Chu Yuanxiao realized what he had done, his complexion tightened, his fingers clenched and then loosened.

The night covered his slightly pale face, and he spoke calmly without any emotion: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, you smell very alcoholic, I smell uncomfortable, I didn't mean to push you."

Yan Hao was silent, and after several seconds, he suddenly asked in a low voice: "You hate me?"

Chu Yuanxiao shook his head, thinking that he might not be able to see clearly, so he said, "No, Mr. Yan, I was just suffocated. What happened just now..."

"You don't need to apologize." Yan Hao interrupted him a little irritably, "Since I've bothered you, I'll stay away from you... You can rest."

After speaking, he turned around and stiffened his back and entered the tent not far away.

Chu Yuanxiao stood there without moving. After a while, he sighed softly, put away Yan Hao, his small bench and thermos bucket, and put them outside the tent.

He took the toiletries from the tent and went to the well at the entrance of the village to wash.

Just as he was about to leave after washing, Qi Xiang found him, and the two chatted by the well for a while.

"It's not over there yet, are you still going to play?"

Qi Xiang asked back: "Do you want to play or not? You don't have to join in the fun, you can play whatever you want, I will accompany you. You came to see me, but I didn't accompany you well, I feel embarrassed."

Chu Yuanxiao shook his electric toothbrush: "It's past ten o'clock, I've finished washing, and it's time to go to bed now."

Qi Xiang: "...Brother Chu, don't you think you need to change your routine in your old age?"

Chu Yuanxiao waved his hand: "Didn't you say that you are tired these days, go and rest too, I'm leaving."

"I send you."

"No, I'm not crazy."

Chu Yuanxiao took the toiletries and walked towards the tent, and ran into Yan Hao when he was about ten meters away from the tent.

Yan Hao changed his clothes, his hair was wet, and he could feel the cold air on his body and the fragrance emanating from him a few meters away.

The aroma is still familiar.

Chu Yuanxiao quickly confirmed that the brands of shampoo and body wash that Yan Hao used were the same as his usual ones.

But how about washing your hair and taking a shower?

Recalling the direction Yan Hao came from, Chu Yuanxiao couldn't help but ask, "Did you wash in the stream?"

How cold the stream is at this time of night.

Yan Hao walked close to Chu Yuanxiao and stood still for a while.

He tilted his head and looked at Chu Yuanxiao: "Are you still fuming?"

Chu Yuanxiao: "..."

What about revenge?

Yan Hao: "Very fragrant."

Chu Yuanxiao: "..."

A little childish.

Silently watching Yan Hao enter the tent.

It took a long time for Chu Yuanxiao to suddenly understand.

He thought that Mr. Yan was probably a little drunk tonight.

Hope to forget that push when he wakes up.

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