The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

Qi Yan, who didn't know that he had become the attention of many people, went for a walk on the island with Cen Bohe after eating.It was a bit cold on the island at night, Qi Yan watched the shadows of the two people being stretched by the moonlight, and said with a smile: "Those people at the dinner party are all mystic masters from various countries. The Western mystic system is different from ours in the East. The principles learned are also different, so you should wear the amulet I made for you these days, and don’t take it off.”

Cen Bohe nodded, and took Qi Yan's cold hand: "At the banquet just now, I found that there was an undercurrent among the countries. Although they were very harmonious on the surface, they were always talking aggressively. I was worried that they would be behind the scenes. Calculate you, you have to be careful."

He has seen many shady methods in the business world. In the face of interests and fame, many people will become unscrupulous, not to mention that it involves the face and interests of the country.

"At the moment when science is so popular, exchange meetings like mystical arts are held privately by various countries, and they belong to everyone's tacit secret." Qi Yan smiled, "So I don't understand why Master Qian is willing to be a consultant for a special group , It wasn’t until after the Wangxiangzhen incident that I realized that what he was doing was not a special team adviser, but a patriotic martyr.”

Those who sacrifice for the country and the people should be martyrs no matter what occupation they are in, men, women or children.Even if some people cannot be remembered by the world because of their occupation and identity, their efforts and sacrifices cannot be denied.

"Money?" Cen Bohe looked at Qi Yan under the moonlight, and there were countless things he wanted to say in his heart, but facing Qi Yan's clear eyes, his words turned into a short sentence, "If you want to do something, go do it."

Qi Yan chuckled lightly: "Guess what I want to do most now?"

Facing Qi Yan's smile, Cen Bohe felt that his palms were a little hot, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest as if he couldn't control it.

"Master Qi is really in a good mood to take a walk on the beach with my lover at night," Lu Gang, the second apprentice of Master Qian, came out from behind the bushes on the side path, and stood still seven or eight steps away from Qi Yan, "Master Qi Young and promising, don't you know if you have the confidence to win back our Huaxia face this time?"

"It's not me who can win back the face of the Chinese mystic world, but all the mystical masters in China," Qi Yan held Cen Baihe with one hand, and gently touched his chin with the other. He deserved a beating, "I didn't expect Master Lu to think highly of me so much."

"Hehe," Lu Gang's affection for Qi Yan has no limits, so seeing his appearance, he sneered twice, "If you can let the master give you all the important magic weapons, if you don't have the ability, the whole of China will be destroyed." Who else is more capable in the mysterious art world?"

"It seems that although your ability is not half as good as that of Master Qian, there is still something in your eyes." Qi Yan seemed to have not heard Lu Gang's sarcasm, and nodded with a smile, "Your master also praised me so much."

"No, my eyes are blue from blue and better than blue. The old man didn't see that you are shameless, but I saw it."

Qi Yan shook his head: "In terms of cuteness, you are no match for your master."

"You are still so sharp-tongued," Lu Gang snorted coldly, "but in this kind of exchange meeting, you can't win by sharp-mouthed. Don't think that this is called an exchange meeting, it is really just a simple exchange meeting , Some dogs that don’t know how to bark can tear off a large piece of your flesh when they bite someone, so even if you can talk, it’s useless.”

After speaking, he looked at the two people's hands with contempt, snorted, turned his head and left.

"Hmph!" Qi Yan snorted at his back, and took La Cen Bohe's hand, "Let's go, let's go back, ignore him."

Cen Bohe looked helplessly at Qi Yan who was like a child, took off his coat and put it on him: "Yes."

"Will this exchange meeting be dangerous?"

"I have outstanding abilities, and your purple energy body protection, don't be afraid."

"Purple Qi body protection?" Cen Baihe stood in front of the door, let the scanner recognize the faces and pupils of the two, opened the door and walked in, "I think there is a way for you to get more purple gas."

"What method?" Qi Yan hung up his coat in the closet, and looked at Cen Bohe curiously, when did he understand this?

"I remember there is a saying in Taoism called double cultivation," Cen Baihe pulled him into his arms, "You give me spiritual energy tonight, and I will replenish purple energy for you."

"Wait, double cultivation doesn't mean two people doing sports together. The kind of statement in TV dramas and novels is narrow and wrong."

"It's okay, I like this kind of narrow statement." Cen Bohe unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his sexy chest and abdominal muscles, leaned over and pushed Qi Yan on the bed, "Don't you like it?"

"Baihe, you've changed." Qi Yan felt flustered and out of breath being held under Cen Bohe's body in this bed-thumping position, "You used to be a very serious, genuine, and not dirty good young man. "

"Because there was no one who could make me dirty at that time," Cen Bohe unbuttoned Qi Yan's chest one by one with his right hand, "For you, I am willing to become an old driver."

Qi Yan: No, I'm not touched at all.

Suddenly, Cen Bohe's movements stopped, and he looked at Qi Yan with a gloomy expression: "Qianqian, are you unwilling? I'm sorry, I should respect your feelings..."

"No, there's no such thing..." Before Qi Yan could finish his sentence, the eyes of the man who was still aggrieved and sad suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and the speed of unbuttoning him was also faster than before. times.

At the moment when he turned into a peeled egg, Qi Yan thought to himself, he never thought that the worst road he walked was actually Cen Bohe's routine.When honest people act in plays, they are all old drivers who lie to the dead instead of paying for their lives.

At this time, it would be no longer a man to be Liu Xiahui again!

The east wind is blowing, the war drums are beating, they are all men who are afraid of whom!Don't be shy, let's do it!

An hour later, Qi Yansheng lay down on the bed without love, turned his head and stared at Cen Bohe: "Will you agree to let me do anything?"

Cen Bohe squatted beside him, rubbing his shoulders and beating his legs, not daring to speak, as if he was beating and scolding the doormat.

"Go down and sleep on the floor."

Cen Bohe frowned, and his beautiful phoenix eyes were stained with melancholy: "You called me darling yesterday, but are you starting to dislike me today? Is it because I didn't do well just now?"

"Don't be cute!" Qi Yan turned his head and lay down on the pillow, not looking at Cen Bohe's face.A good-looking person with a frown and sad expression is really lethal to a person like him who has a little sense of face.

"I have no experience in doing this kind of thing, just practice more." Cen Bohe gently rubbed Qi Yan's waist, "Don't despise me."

"roll!"

Qi Yan kicked Cen Bohe under the bed, wrapped him in the blanket, and turned into a silkworm baby.

Fuck his grandma's love strategy, he doesn't believe in it anymore!

"Then I'll get you some bath water. A soak in the bathtub will relieve your fatigue." Cen Bohe got up from the carpet, reached out and touched Qi Yan's hair that was exposed outside the quilt, and ran to the bathroom to clean the bathtub. Adjust the water temperature to receive the water, and pour a few drops of anti-fatigue essential oils in it.

"Qianqian?" When he put away the water and turned to look at Qi Yan, Qi Yan had already fallen asleep wrapped in a quilt, his hair was sticking to his forehead profusely with sweat.Cen Bohe didn't dislike him either, he just thought that Qi Yan like this was too cute, so he couldn't help but kissed him twice on the forehead, and carried Qi Yan into the bathroom with the quilt.

Qi Yan was indeed sleepy. He had done a lot of preparatory work for the exchange meeting in the past few days, so his energy was damaged a lot. Now he and Cen Bohe had a fierce pancake spreading exercise. The air blended, and he was in a warm and dizzy state, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Even when Cen Bohe carried him to the bathroom to take a bath, he only opened his eyes in a daze, then continued to sleep with his arms around Cen Bohe's neck.After all, compared with the hard bathtub, Cen Bohe's body is more comfortable.

Cen Bohe looked down at Comrade Cen who was full of fighting spirit under him, took a deep breath, held Qi Yan in his arms and soaked in the bathtub for a while, then wrapped Qi Yan in a big towel, and carried him to the bed.He is very glad that he is becoming more and more healthy now, otherwise he is really worried that he will not be able to get money.

Qian Qian, who looks white and thin, is still quite heavy to hold.

As soon as Cen Bohe lay down, Qi Yan automatically rolled into his arms, hugging two shelled eggs together. For Cen Bohe's self-control, it was the greatest test of this century.But as long as he thought that Qian Qian would discuss matters with other Hua Guo masters tomorrow, Cen Baihe still suppressed his restless soul.

Hugging the person in his arms, Cen Baihe closed his eyes.

"Good morning."

As soon as Qi Yan opened his eyes, his forehead was touched by warm lips. He hugged the quilt and sat up from the bed. Looking refreshed and smiling, he looked like Cen Baihe, who was five or six years younger, with a little head Dazed.

"Go wash your face and brush your teeth," Cen Bohe secretly kissed Qi Yan's lips several times, "Would you like to go downstairs to the restaurant for breakfast, or should someone bring it up?" He said breakfast, but his eyes fell on Qi Yan's body .

Qi Yan followed Cen Bohe's eyes to look down, only to realize that he was not wearing anything. No wonder Baihe's words were serious, but his eyes were not serious.

"Are you satisfied with what you saw?" Qi Yan asked with a smile.

Cen Baihe nodded and kept nodding.

Qi Yan wrapped his nightgown around his body, put on slippers and went to the bathroom.On the vanity table, warm water was filled in the mouthwash cup, and toothpaste was squeezed onto the toothbrush.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Qi Yan found a hickey on his collarbone. Although it was not obvious, it looked very ambiguous.Thinking of the madness of last night, he felt his cheeks getting hot, and when he turned around, he saw Cen Bohe standing at the door looking at him.

"Scared me," Qi Yan pulled his nightgown to cover his neckline, "What are you doing standing here?"

"Stand here and watch you."

"Look at what I do?"

"You look good."

Qi Yan: ...

Sure enough, the man after the beast is like an unsealed monster. Before the seal is lifted, no one knows what the nature of the monster will look like.

Walking out of the bathroom and opening the closet, Qi Yan found the clothes he needed to wear today.As soon as he took off his nightgown, he felt a strong gaze staring at his whole body, and the gaze didn't move away until he changed his clothes.

"What do you belong to?" Qi Yan adjusted his tie in the mirror, but no matter how he did it, he felt a little awkward.

Cen Bohe couldn't stand it anymore, walked up to him, untied his tie, and tied it again: "I'm a dragon, what's wrong?"

"No wonder..." Qi Yan raised his chin, looking suddenly enlightened.

"What?" Cen Bohe smoothed out the wrinkles on his tie, rubbed his index finger twice on Qi Yan's Adam's apple, and after being glared at by Qi Yan, he withdrew his hand reluctantly.

"Dragon nature is inherently sinful," Qi Yan glanced at him, "Hmph."

"I only treat you..." Cen Bohe whispered in Qi Yan's ear, "Don't treat others like this."

Qi Yan looked down slowly: "If you dare to do this to others, I will make it impossible for you to have sex again in this lifetime."

"Okay," Cen Bohe, who automatically interpreted this sentence as "Qianqian cares about me very much", smiled all over his face, and helped Qi Yan put on his coat, "Then shall we go down now?"

"Yeah." Qi Yan nodded, "The other masters should have woken up too."

"By the way, Qianqian," Cen Bohe said suddenly when he closed the door and walked to the elevator entrance, "Are you a pig?"

Qi Yan nodded in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"The zodiac book says that when a dragon and a pig are together, they will be an enviable couple." Cen Baihe smiled contentedly, "It seems that we are a perfect match."

Seeing his happy face, Qi Yan took his hand and said after a while, "Don't be superstitious."

It is a sweet and heavy burden for a big CEO who believes in science to be superstitious if he says he is superstitious.

The elevator seemed to know what Cen Bohe was thinking. After he finished speaking, the elevator door opened, and there were two strangers standing inside, one was about 40 years old, and the other was a young man who looked young.

The young man's eyes swept over the hands of the two people who were clasped together, and silently and shyly looked away.

The elevator didn't stop until it descended to the second floor. Cen Baihe looked down at the hands of the two and pulled them slightly outward, "Isn't this not good?"

"Don't make trouble," Qi Yan held his hand tightly, "Other masters and their partners are arm in arm, isn't it normal for me to hold hands with you?"

The other two in the elevator: But the other partners who choose warlocks are all of the opposite sex.

Qi Yan didn't care about these things, he looked at Cen Bohe and raised his eyebrows: "Your strength just now is not convincing at all."

Mingming wished that the whole world would know that the two of them were together, and pretend to make things difficult for them.Even if you say no, is your body still honest?If you really don't want to, just pull your hand out. The symbolic struggle just now may not even be able to pull a leaf off.

Cen Baihe coughed dryly, with an expression that I don't understand what you are talking about.

"Master Qi," a master who was not far from the elevator saw Qi Yan in the elevator, greeted him with a smile, and nodded politely at Cen Bohe, looking very calm.His wife was wearing a peony-patterned cheongsam, holding his arm, with a gentle smile on her face.

"Master Pei," Qi Yan is not familiar with this Master Pei, and the two of them had no friendship before, but this master is very famous in the Xuanshu faction in Southwest China, and it is rumored that he is also a man who is very henpecked.

But looking at Mrs. Pei's gentle appearance, I really can't tell that she is a tough wife who can make Master Pei kneel down on the durian.

"Master Qi, your lover has a dignified appearance and an upright face. He is a very blessed child, and he matches your face very well." Mrs. Pei has a little knowledge of facial expressions, but is not good at profound arts, so this time she just Come and play as a family member, not at an exchange meeting.

However, although she is not good at profound arts, she is good at socializing and knows what to say to make people feel happy.Although Master Qi and his lover are young and of the same sex, they have a very good relationship. Praising Qi Yan is not as good as praising Qi Yan's lover.

Sure enough, Mrs. Pei's words were very helpful to Qi Yan, and even the smile on his face was quite bright: "Our Baihe is good at everything, but he doesn't like talking very much."

"Boys, talk less and appear calm." Mrs. Pei has little resistance to young people like Qi Yan. When Qi Yan smiles, her heart softens a little. "It seems that he can take care of others. Good, very good."

Mrs. Pei didn't know Cen Baihe's identity, Master Pei knew it very well, but he seemed to...enjoy this state very much when he saw Cen Wuye like this?

It stands to reason that a person like Cen Bohe should not be embarrassed to accompany Qi Yan on such an occasion, because on this occasion, his identity is not Cen Wuye, but the homosexual of Master Qi. nothing else.The more expensive a person is, the more he values ​​face. How can he bear others looking at him with subtle or even contempt?

But Cen Bohe just came, and appeared in a state of "I am very happy and in a good mood", which made Master Pei, who spent most of his time in the south, have an inexplicable affection for him.

A man who is willing to lower his face for his lover is a good man.

Like...himself.

As the most outstanding mystic master of the younger generation, as soon as Qi Yan appeared, several Huaxia masters took the initiative to talk to him, and everyone looked kindly, looking at him was like looking at their own juniors, or Huaxia Xuan. hope of the art world.

Sitting in the corner, Lu Gang watched Qi Yan and his same-sex partner sitting at a table with several famous Chinese masters having breakfast, and gave a disdainful snort.

"It seems that your companion is very popular," a brown-haired Western warlock sat in front of Lu Gang with a plate, and said in a somewhat blunt Chinese language, "The reason why they are so enthusiastic about your companion is because he has a A great mate?"

He was referring to Cen Bohe.

Lu Gang took a sip of milk and didn't speak, but his face turned ugly.

Seeing this, the brown-haired warlock was overjoyed, but his face was still dazed: "I said something wrong, your complexion looks very bad."

Lu Gang put down the silver fork in his hand and looked up at the warlock: "Sir, I have a habit of not talking when I eat or sleep."

What does it mean to eat without speaking and sleep without speaking?

The brown-haired warlock, who was a little anxious in Huaxia, was a little confused, and couldn't understand what Lu Gang meant by this for a while.

"Master, I don't speak Chinese very well, can you explain it to me?"

"I said..." Lu Gang wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with a mocking face, "If you haven't learned Chinese well, don't do this kind of thing that requires intelligence to sow discord."

The brown-haired warlock suddenly became embarrassed: "Sir, you may have misunderstood, I didn't mean to provoke you."

This man named Lu Gang doesn't seem to be as impulsive and brainless as the investigation said.