My telegraph pole says I'm leaving the order

As soon as the boy stopped, someone immediately called 120 and called an ambulance to take away the half-dead man. He was asked to go on a mission to save people in the middle of the night, and the expressions of the angels in white were not very good.

Ji Yunjue found a few more people to deal with the aftermath, and then found a quieter room in the bar to bring Ji Nuoan there.

The two sat facing each other in silence.

In the end, it was Ji Yunjue who couldn't hold back and smiled,

"Little Nuo'an, why did you come here? Is anyone coming with you?"

Ji Nuoan didn't look at him, pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and said in a muffled voice,

"I wasn't in a good mood at first, but I'm much more comfortable now."

Ji Yunjue: "???"

Ji Yunjue was a little confused trying to figure out the meaning of this sentence,

The child was not in a good mood today, so he came to the bar to drink milk, and indulged an old man who was obviously plotting against him to sit next to him, then he poured the man's wine and beat him severely, until he was half beaten He stopped, and now the kid says he feels better...

Is it!

Ji Yunjue felt that he had thought of an incredible possibility, he stammered and asked the boy,

"Little Nuo'an, you, you didn't come here to beat people, did you?!"

The young man lowered his eyes and remained silent, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, which made Ji Yunjue's heart itch.

But the young man's attitude, is it the default? !

Ji Yunjue felt that he was the truth...

"Little Nuo'an, tell me honestly, how old are you this year?"

Ji Nuoan still lowered her head, her concealed eyes were filled with emptiness.

"sixteen."

The way the boy answered the questions obediently and cleverly made Ji Yunjue's face bloody, and after wiping off the blood, he clicked his tongue again.

"You came to this place by yourself when you were only sixteen? What about your family?"

Listening to the boy's age, the 20-year-old Ji Yunjue deeply felt the deep malice of time towards him.

Talking about the boy's family, Ji Yunjue thought of the person who bought candied haws for the boy last time. Is he... the boy's family, or something else?

Ji Yunjue suddenly shook his head again, what does it have to do with him whether he is the boy's family member or someone else?What's wrong with me?Why does thinking of that person give me a natural... hostility?

Ji Nuoan didn't answer the question of the person in front of her, and sat there silently.

Seeing that the boy didn't want to answer, Ji Yunjue didn't force him, but just took a bag of soufflé from the table, tore it open and handed it to the child.

"Thank you."

Jin Nuoan took what he handed over, picked up a piece of soufflé from the bag, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed quietly.

The young man ate very seriously, his eyes were only on the things in his hands, his mouth opened slightly when the things were handed over, his cheeks moved when he was chewing, and the drooping eyelashes also trembled...

Ji Yunjue thought to himself how could someone eat so beautifully!

He inserted another piece of strawberry from the fruit plate and handed it to the young man's lips.

Ji Nuoan chewed for a while, then opened his mouth and bit the strawberry into his mouth, eating it seriously.

Ji Yunjue seemed to get unparalleled happiness from feeding the children. He smiled like an old pervert, and his subordinates kept passing various snacks.

Ji Nuoan only took a few mouthfuls and stopped opening her mouth.

Seeing this, Ji Yunjue reluctantly stopped, and licked his lips, as if he had tasted those things himself.

Ji Yunjue looked at the time and realized that it was past one o'clock in the morning.

The boy also stood up, his bright red lips parted and closed,

"Mr. Ji, it's getting late, I should go back."

"Yeah." Mr. Ji nodded, "Do you need me to see you?"

Ji Nuoan shook her head, firmly rejected Ji Yunjue's idea of ​​sending her home, went out and took a taxi home.

The dizzy Huang Mao opened his eyes and saw his brother Jue sitting there in a daze, he kicked Ji Yunjue lightly,

"Brother Jue, Brother Jue!"

Ji Yunjue came back to his senses, looked at Huang Mao, "What's wrong?"

Huang Mao has a mysterious face,

"Brother Jue, do you know what you looked like just now?"

Ji Yunjue raised his eyebrows,

"like what?"

"Like a young girl in love!"

"..."

When Ji Nuoan arrived at Ji's house, she walked straight up the stairs to the door of her room. As soon as she opened the door, she saw a tall and slender figure sitting on the bed with her back facing her. The man seemed to chuckle slightly when he heard the movement behind him.

"An'an baby."

Ji Zichen's body slowly turned to Ji Nuo'an, his tone was gentle, the eyes under the golden silk frame were filled with darkness,

"I came back so late, where did I go?"