Don't talk nonsense, turn around and take the blame [Quick Transmigration]

For some reason, the words of the guide suddenly floated out of Wen Yan's mind: You can do whatever you want.

Hei Er didn't send anyone to follow, which doesn't mean that Shen Ze didn't have anyone to follow him. Wen Yan even dared to guarantee that there were police surveillance binoculars watching his every move a hundred meters away. Accurate sniper | rifle | rifle, as long as Shen Ze makes a gesture, he can die on the spot.

It is conceivable that the Ministry of Finance regards Shen Ze as a treasure, and it is still in this situation of "two armies confronting each other" and the enemy and ourselves are not yet known.

Wen Yan didn't dare to do, do, want, or do at all.

The temperature of that person came bit by bit through the touching skin, and Wen Yan's fingers, which were blown almost unconscious by the wind, began to warm up, and he could even clearly feel the traces of the beating pulse, but he couldn't tell it was Shen Ze's. , or his own, the voice is not loud, but it is in the ears and in the heart.

The position of the little finger is especially obvious, a little hot and a little painful.

Wen Yan really wanted to shake off Shen Ze's hand, but in the end he gritted his teeth and held back.

It's not because of any romantic thoughts, but mainly because I'm afraid of dying on the spot.

Shen Ze seemed to have no intention of letting go. If he wanted to get rid of him, he would have to use some effort. If the movement was too small, he would not be able to break free. If the movement was too loud, the sniper not far away would misunderstand that he was drawing a gun. Come here, isn't he a bit too aggrieved to die?

So Wen Yan had no choice but to turn his head to look at Shen Ze, ready to negotiate with his eyes.

He turned his head slowly, each frame seemed to be deliberately elongated, the sun hit his side face straight from the other side, the misplaced gleam fell into half of his eyes, adding some warmth, pulling out A very rare innocence and childishness that belonged to this man alone.

Then, he raised his eyes and bumped into a more innocent look.

Wen Yan was almost laughed out of anger, obviously he had secretly exerted force several times, mobilizing all the senses in his body to express the same thought: don't beat me!

But why did Shen Ze look like the one who was eaten with tofu?

Wen Yan, who couldn't bear it any longer, began to rub his hands secretly, and pinched Shen Ze fiercely in the gesture of shaking hands, so that Shen Ze would know what it means to "feel the power of this slap, don't let go, it will come back after a while." in your face."

How about that classic saying?It seems to be "There is no hand that can't let go, when it hurts, you know how to let go."

Shen Ze, who hadn't woken up from the thought of "holding hands with Fang Bai", was suddenly held back, and the strength was not small, revealing a firm and tender taste.

Shen Ze's heartbeat became more and more violent, and his little finger began to burn as well, as if there was something lurking, it flowed out without any hesitation, and he couldn't find the direction clumsily, so he rushed to his heart and little finger together .

Shen Ze has only one thought: cute, want to hug, who can resist this.

Shen Ze still didn't move, and there was no emotion on his face, Wen Yan frowned fiercely, followed his strength to look at the overlapping hands of the two, and subconsciously pulled them away.

The feeling of being out of control was terrible and extremely strange, Wen Yan subconsciously began to resist, he knew that he was not resisting Shen Ze, but he could only talk about the vague and borderless emotions, only knowing that he was now The idea of ​​running away from Shen Ze was not a lie.

When Wen Yan got his wish, he was still in a daze. Like being held by his hand suddenly, Shen Ze also let go of his strength suddenly, without any sign or omen. When he came back to his senses, the unknown thing was lying on his back palm.

Wen Yan didn't even have time to take a look, so he grabbed it subconsciously. The only thing he wanted to do now was to leave the pier as soon as possible. The wind was too strong, it hurt too much and too cold, and Shen Ze in front of him was too scary.

It wasn't until sitting in the car, turning on the air conditioner to warm up for a long time, and waiting for the nervous system that had been blown to a half-level by the wind to wake up, that Wen Yan slowly opened his hands.

It was a little thing of no name, with a bright yellow base and bright red "Ping An" characters. The stitches were not very meticulous. It was definitely not very eye-catching in the pile of accessories, but it was just placed in the hand of Wen Yan who was dressed in black. , became abrupt, but also exuded a burst of anger.

It seems that it is a peace talisman?

The color scheme is really not good-looking, even a bit gaudy, the thin piece can't hide anything at all, Wen Yan blinked his eyes, if Shen Ze really wanted to convey some information, there are all kinds of simple and neat ways to just stuff it like himself Notes are safer than stuffing a bright kit, and there is no need to pay attention to the meaning of peace or safety.

So, this is really just a peace talisman, that's all.

Wen Yan was taken aback for a moment, his heart was a little complicated, and he couldn't tell what it was, but he slowly put the peace talisman in his pocket.

Those false and wrinkled emotions disappeared with the word "Peace", and he didn't even notice that the corners of his mouth that were barely visible, but really curled up.

A boss like Shen Ze is indeed rare, Wen Neng can reassure people's hearts, and Wu Neng can determine the universe, so it is not wrong to sit in that position smoothly all the way.

Standing at the pier to confirm that Wen Yan had driven away safely, Shen Ze was in a daze for a long time, until calls came from the earphones one after another, then he restrained his expression and whispered "Team back".

Shen Ze raised his hand to loosen his stiff neck, took a few steps, and casually wiped the rusty and red railing, then leaned on it, raised his head slightly, and as far as he could see, except for the , There is nothing other than the sun with no temperature.

Shen Ze thought of Fang Bai, and inexplicably felt a resemblance.

Fang Bai is also like the winter sun, which is far away and seems to have no temperature.

But only it seems.

It's just because I'm not close enough that I feel that there is no temperature.

But the sun is the sun after all, washing away the remaining night, dawn breaks, and the sky is approaching.

Shen Ze was instantly pleasing by this idea, and felt extremely appropriate for a moment, and couldn't find any flaws. After thinking about it, he realized that he still had the talent to write love poems, and he didn't know that he would be able to use it with Fang Bai someday. land.

According to that person's temperament, he probably wouldn't like these sour love poems, but maybe they should be used as seasonings for a boring life, good or bad, and it's always a good thing to add some waves to his cool and cold mood.

If he likes it, one poem a day is not a problem. Compare it to the sun today, a candy tomorrow, and a rose the day after tomorrow. If he writes it into a book and publishes a collection of poems, he might even make a fortune.

Waiting for the people buried on the top of the mountains to collect their teams and come to the front, watching their captains smile extremely happily, looking at each other, you look at me, I look at you, and began to wonder if something unclean was stained .

According to the legend, the Yunding Wharf is a place where the mountains are not continuous, the back dragon collapses, and it is steep and lifeless. It's time.

"Head, are you okay?"

"Is there something wrong with your head? I heard that this place is quite evil."

Shen Ze slowly opened his eyes.

Although this Yunding Wharf is not a beautiful place, it can still be regarded as the place where he and Fang Bai made love, and it is not pleasant to be called a place of evil for some reason.

Shen Ze waved his hands down, casually brushed off the dust on his sleeves, then raised his eyes to scan around, from left to right, and finally landed on the side of the person who was looking left and right, saying that this place is evil, suddenly After a pause, his brows were furrowed, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Why is there one more?"

Crowd: ...

The person stared at by Shen Ze swallowed for a moment. Before he recovered, he rushed to the edge with a stride. The rest of the people were not much better. Not to mention the special clothes for the wind at the pier, I still have goose bumps on my body.

Even began to want to take out a sniper|shot|gun to take a sniper.

"When I go back, each person will make a self-criticism. The theme is "The Harm of Feudal Superstition and What is Materialism". It starts with 5 characters, handwriting is allowed to be used for reference, electronic manuscripts are checked for duplicates, and the repetition rate is controlled below [-]%."

Shen Ze left after speaking, cruel and merciless.

The people behind looked at the handsome back of their captain and stood in the wind for a long time before they realized that they had been tricked, and they also inexplicably added a [-]-word self-criticism, and immediately wailed, which was even more bleak than the wind blowing by the port.

The author has something to say:

Start moving bricks, resume at [-] o'clock tomorrow to update the article!

Today's small theater:

Wen Yan who got the item (Love Token) Safety Talisman: Captain Shen is very kind to his subordinates.

Everyone who is handwriting the [-]D self-criticism: he is not, he is not, don't talk nonsense.

Also said that we are feudal and superstitious?If you want to write a joint report letter with [-] characters, go to Bureau Sun, go to the provincial department, and tell him to be ruined on the spot!