Heartthrob, he's always crashing

Zhu Tuo raised his eyes and looked over. Under the moonlight, in the shadow of a tree, a young man in blue stood there with a gloomy face.

"Huh?" Without waiting for Zhu Tuo to make any movements, Shen Yanjun sat up suddenly, and then quickly packed his things, "I have to go home."

"Stop chatting for a while?" Zhu Tuo put one hand on the table and looked at Shen Yanjun with a smile.

The latter stared blankly at him for a while, and then began to tidy up again, "What time is it, I have to go home quickly, and I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Go to work?" Zhu Tuo asked in confusion, what is 'go to work'?

"Oh, it's just cultivation," Shen Yanjun picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, then put all the tables and chairs back into the ring, and finally only the recliner under Zhu Tuo was left. Rubbing the back of the chair, "Rang Rang, I'm going home."

Zhu Tuo lay down directly, facing Shen Yanjun, the two faces were very close, a little ambiguous, "Give it to me."

Chu Qinghan's eyes, who were watching from a distance, instantly turned golden, and the dark clouds in the sky slowly gathered.

"Huh?" Shen Yanjun raised his eyebrows, he stood up directly, grabbed the side of the chair with his hands and turned it up, and directly lifted the chair and the man up at the same time, Zhu Tuo almost fell to the ground without checking for a while, but the man still Leaving from the chair, the young man "hummed" twice, "It's a beautiful idea, and if you want it, you can buy it with money."

After finishing speaking, the young man put the chair back into his pocket, looked up at the sky, and reminded Zhu Tuo, "Let's go back on foot, Yujian is easy to be struck by lightning in this weather."

Shen Yanjun's entire face was flushed red from the alcohol, his neck and ears were also extremely red, because he couldn't see clearly, he rubbed his eyes, but suddenly touched the injured place, and grinned in pain.

"I'll go first," the instinct told Shen Yanjun that he should leave quickly, before the alcohol had completely occupied his mind, the young man waved his hand, "See you tomorrow."

As he said that, Shen Yanjun called out a jade tablet from the ring, squeezed it lightly, and the person disappeared.

Only Zhu Tuo and Chu Qinghan were left present.

When the sword was on the verge of breaking out, a voice suddenly came from Fang Qushui's room, "People who are not from my Jiuquan sect, leave quickly."

The two looked at each other, and Yu Jian flew to another place at the same time.

On this day, many people around the Qiuyan faction found that there was thunder and lightning in the first half of the night, but there was no rain.

Because Zhu Tuo had just been beaten by Shen Yanjun before, facing Chu Qinghan who was in good condition at this time, after several moves, he was finally defeated and retreated repeatedly.

In less than a cup of tea, Zhu Tuo was forced to retreat under a tree, and said with a smile, "Beauty Leng is very protective of little pigs."

"What does it have to do with you?" Chu Qing stared at him with cold eyes.

"It's irrelevant or relevant, we still have to look again~" Zhu Tuo wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, summoned a teleportation talisman and slipped away.

Chu Qinghan Yujian stood in place for a while, his entire face was hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. After he left holding the jade tablet, the dark clouds in the sky slowly receded, revealing a bright moonlight .

After he returned home, he stared at the open space next door, as if he remembered something, went to Lushan Gate with the jade card, then took out the jade card of the old house, and went to live with Shen Yanjun before. The place.

Shen Yanjun hasn't given him today's fruit.

As soon as he arrived at the yard, the boy subconsciously looked towards the tea shed, and then he saw more than 20 fruits on the table, which was his amount for the next month.

When I asked Shen Yanjun before, the other party said that the fruits he planted grew slowly, and there were only two fruits a day, one to pay off the debt, and the other to eat by himself.

But what does that mean now?

Does Shen Yanjun not want to see him in the future?

Chu Qinghan's heart was suddenly empty, and his whole body couldn't restrain the chill. His expressionless face was broken, and there were some unbelievable emotions in his eyes. Candles that go out.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a light knock on the door.

The young man withdrew his exposed emotions immediately, and looked intently in the direction of the voice. He saw a white figure, which was Shen Yanjun.

Shen Yanjun, who was drunk, took the wrong sign and returned to the old house, and then half-sat on the ground with his face pressed against the door of the room where Chu Qinghan used to live, raised his hand and knocked on the door, muttering something.

Chu Qinghan's heart beat alive again, he approached cautiously, and the words that the other party was chanting gradually became clearer.

"Chuchu, open the door..."

"Chuchu, open the door..."

"Chuchu, open the door."

"What the hell is Chuchu... Who is it called Chuchu?"

Shen Yanjun seemed to be sleepwalking, talking with his eyes closed, and at the end of speaking, he frowned tightly, his whole face was puffed up with anger, plus the scars on his face from the previous fight with Zhu Tuo, he looked a little happy.

Hearing the other party's chanting, Chu Qinghan's heart was burning hot. He got closer and helped Shen Yanjun up. The other party's eyes were dim, and he asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

"I opened the door for you." Chu Qinghan embraced the other person's shoulders, raised his hand and took out the jade card, but was snatched away, "Can't open it! Don't open it!"

Shen Yanjun almost roared out, piercing Chu Qinghan's ears sorely, he softened his voice and asked, "Why can't you open it?"

"It can't be opened, it's called Chuchu, don't open the door for him!" Shen Yanjun held the jade tablet tightly, and after saying this, he threw his head on Chu Qinghan's neck and fell asleep.

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The next day, when Shen Yanjun woke up, his whole body was about to crack, "Uh... hiss... my head hurts."

The young man hugged the quilt and curled up into a ball, frowning tightly. The key point was that his elixir did not cure hangovers.

He struggled under the quilt for a long time, and suddenly stopped moving.

The smell of this quilt... It's not his smell, but an indescribable fragrance, very familiar.

Holding the hangover soup, Chu Qinghan looked at the man with disheveled hair buried his face in his quilt, sniffing vigorously, his eyelashes trembling slightly, his ears could not help but feel feverish, and the hot air was continuously rushing towards his face .

The boy couldn't help coughing dryly, and said, "Are you awake?"

Suddenly someone else's voice came out of the house, Shen Yanjun froze and stopped breathing. He slowly opened his eyes, and the quilt that entered his eyes was not his own. Then he looked around again, and finally fell on the standing Chu Qinghan in front of his bed.

The whole person was dumbfounded, "Why am I here? Why are you here?"

Who will tell him why he is on Chu Qinghan's bed? !

"Last night, I came to get the fruit, but I saw that you were drunk and insisted on staying in my room." Chu Qinghan watched the other party's gradually collapsed face, and his mood gradually became happier.

"I insist on staying in your room, me?" Shen Yanjun raised his finger and pointed at himself, feeling his head hurt even more.

Chu Qinghan nodded, waved his hands and performed a cleansing technique on the person, and then handed the drinkable hangover soup to the person, "Drink some to wake up."

"Oh." Shen Yanjun chose to give up thinking. He took the soup, drank it in one gulp, and decided that he would never drink again, and he would never touch it!

Just after drinking the soup, Chu Qinghan handed over another fruit. Shen Yanjun still held the bowl in both hands, so he opened his mouth to bite, and waited for the other party to take the bowl before eating it with his hands.

After taking a bite, he realized that the taste was not quite right. The young man looked up at Chu Qinghan, "Didn't I give this to you?"

"Are you still eating? I still have half a month left." Chu Qinghan said pointedly.

"No, I won't eat." Shen Yanjun gnawed on the fruit and shook his head. He looked at the sun outside and asked, "Isn't it too late to go to Menglimen now?"

"I told you that."

"Thank you very much." Shen Yanjun lifted the quilt, and found that he was only wearing a white inner coat, and the outer clothes were gone.

When he raised his hand, his arm was exposed from the sleeve. It was white and smooth, and the wounds from the fight last night were all gone. The young man didn't dare to think about it. He searched around, hugged the folded clothes next to him, and then put them on. Shoes, just go.

"You're still angry." Chu Qinghan held the bowl, looked at Shen Yanjun's back, and stated.

Shen Yanjun paused, turned his head and pulled his face back and said: "Yes, can't you?"

Chu Qinghan's eyes dimmed, and then his face was sullen, even the corners of his brows were tense, and he said word by word: "I will not open the door to people who call 'Chu Chu' in the future."

"what?"

The author has something to say: Shen Yanjun: "I'm really worried when I'm drunk."

Chu Qinghan (doting on jpg.): "Yes."

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I will take good care of my body, I love you Bo Bo Chicken 030~ (You won’t call me short if you are cute! I will try another [-] tomorrow)

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感谢在2020-06-2120:28:20~2020-06-2123:26:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Shallow Liuliu 2;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of sketch; 4 bottles of yo ho; 422456093 bottles; 452370971 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!