Who calls this thing a god?

Bringing Qiyou to ski is the decision Lu Chan regrets the most.

He thought that the God of Resentment had already put his bones to sleep, but he didn't know if he would let go after entering the ski resort.

The flying snow blowing up under the snowboard is like the ashes of Lu Chan's heart.

Eloquently, bravely travel to the end of the world.

Seeing that he was about to rush down, Lu Chan quickly grabbed his arm, "Drink something."

A cup of coffee at the right temperature reached Qiyou's lips. He was holding the ski pole and couldn't move his hands, so he drank it slowly with Lu Chan's hand, looking at the smiling face that always liked to smile through the goggles .

Lu Chan didn't look into his eyes, but focused on his lips and tongue, his gaze was thready, probably worried that he would be choked.

Qiyou's heart skipped a beat, and his mouth closed.

Lu Chan: "..."

He hurriedly moved the paper cup away, took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his mouth while teasing: "Your Highness is really temperamental, if you don't want to drink, just shut up if you say shut up."

The little Highness didn't speak, turned his head and rushed out as soon as he stepped on the snowboard.

Snow foam rose up, embedded in the light, there were dots of broken awns.

Lu Chan, who was standing behind, watched his figure go away quickly, threw the paper cup into the trash can expressionlessly, turned around and rushed down likewise.

The biting wind was coming, and there was a sound of hunting.

His prey is within sight.

Bright and delicious.

His technique is more proficient than Qiyou, and he also rushed faster than him, forcibly shortening the distance between the two of them a lot.

chase.

Qiyou seemed to hear the approaching voice behind him, and his heartbeat also accelerated unconsciously. He silently turned his ski poles to a lower angle, trying to forcefully stop.

Fleeing was not in his nature, fighting was.

However, unexpectedly, Lu Chan threw his ski poles like a peerless bat and rushed towards him.

Qiyou: "?" Who the hell can resist this.

Before he could react, his vision was already spinning, as if he had been stuffed into a front-loading washing machine.

Grumpy Grumpy Grumpy.

When he finally stopped, he was still a little dizzy, and said angrily, "Are you in a fucking hurry to reincarnate?"

Lu Chan's deep laughter rang in his ears.A little hoarse, and a little panting.

When he saw that he was pressing on top of him, the two hugged and rolled into a ball in the snow.

Qi You: "..."

There is no love in this world.

Lu Chan stretched out his hand to push away the goggles, and looked at him with deep red eyes, "Sorry, I want to hunt you because you are within my sight."

I want to chase you and bind you.

Want to split your skeleton.

Want to devour your flesh and blood.

You are my only prey.

"Oh," Qi You hadn't tasted the blood, sneered, and strangled his neck, "You appeared in my field of vision and I wanted to smash your bones one by one, but I'm not sorry at all."

Da Fenghuang was still smiling, and even raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "Your Highness, are you talking about love?...Your tone seems to be acting like a spoiled child to me."

Spoil your mother.

The tone that Lu Chan thought was "coquettish" slowly sounded again: "If you have time, look through your family tree and see if you are smoking from anger."

Lu Chan agreed, nodded seriously and said: "Yes, I should also fill in your name as soon as possible." He smiled gently and politely: "When will your highness give me a chance?"

Qi You: "..." What else could he say.

He did have something to say.

"I'm talking nonsense with you," he got up while supporting himself, and kicked Lu Chan's side of the leg lightly: "There is no need to choose a good song for playing the piano."

"It hurts." Lu Chan covered the side of his leg, "I can't stand up anymore, I need your Highness..."

"Then climb."

Lu Chan: "..." I suddenly felt that I could still carry a cow.

He forced a smile: "It really hurts, my little Highness, please help me."

Seeing his weak look, Qi You clicked his tongue impatiently, and half-bent down: "You sick man..." Unexpectedly, the sick man grabbed his hand and tore it off.

Lu Chan covered his mouth with the other hand, raised his chin and kissed the back of his hand.

He is close to him.

Even though he was holding his hand, Qi You felt burned.

Got burned by something.

The source of enthusiasm looked at Qiyou without hesitation, less hypocrisy and more unpredictable.

Lu Chan smiled, and passed back his words: "I can't help it, but I'm not sorry either."

Qiyou: "..." Killing Lu Chan should not be counted as killing people.

Seeing him raise his hand twice and put it down abruptly and with restraint, it can be seen that his murderous intentions sprouted.

Lu Chan blinked, "Your Highness, I will slowly tell you about all of them..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a click on his waist, and Qiyou had already pinched the back of his head and threw him into the snowdrift.

In order not to meet in the future, don't leave a line.

When the two walked up slowly with ski poles in hand, Kiyo still kept a stinky face.

Pulled like a god of death up the mountain to collect heads.

Lu Chan got the advantage and naturally wanted to be a good boy. He looked closer at his slender eyelashes and eyes filled with "Idiot, don't beat me" and said, "Little princess, why are you unhappy?"

He cleared his throat and said in a melodious tone: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, being angry gives room to the devil~"

Qi You: "..."

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's you who suffers from being angry~"

Qi You: "..." Are you very mean?

He turned his head to look at Lu Chan, and said with a sneer, "Your family tree is glowing green."

Hearing what he said, Lu Chan could still keep smiling, "It's almost a beautiful spring."

Chun your grandfather a tomato.

Before Qiyou could cast his life-killing claw again, a woman's voice came from not far away.

"what are you doing!"

Qi You himself was not interested in eating melons, but he subconsciously followed Lu Chan's line of sight.

In the white snow, a girl in a dark brown coat was thrown to the ground by another man. Not only did he not get up in a hurry, but he also moved a few times in an extremely obscene manner.

The girl was probably thrown to the ground forcibly, and she was still a little dazed and unable to use her strength, so she grabbed a handful of snow and wiped it on the person's face.

"Fuck!" The man cursed viciously, and raised his palm as if to slap half of her face!

The strong wind pierced through, and a ski pole slammed on the man's shoulder blades, knocking him over!

"Ah fuck..." the man covered his shoulders and groaned in pain as he leaned back in the snow.

Lu Chan withdrew his throwing hand and stuffed it into his pocket. He stopped smiling, and his face with deep features revealed its original gloomy and coldness, making people daunting.

He walked over at a steady pace, as if he was in a hunt with a certain chance of winning.

"Fuck, fuck..." The man turned over and lay down on the ground, glaring at him fiercely: "Who the hell are you, you little boy! Do you have the quality... ah!!"

Lu Chan stepped on his back, and could almost hear the creaking of the bones, "Sorry, I have no quality."

The immoral Qiyou came over and took a look at him.

What a coincidence.

"Thank you, thank you..." The girl got up and hurriedly thanked him, "I don't know him, he just rushed over..."

Her eyes gradually filled with tears, Lu Chan handed over a tissue, "Where's your friend?"

The girl said: "They are in the lounge. I feel bored and come out to play... I didn't expect..."

Who wants to put up with such a thing.

Although it's not walking birds in the freezing weather, but pretending to fall and deliberately jumping on girls to take advantage of it, it's so disgusting that people spit out the New Year's Eve dinner.

The man almost died from being trampled on by him, and said in a creaking voice: "I, I really didn't mean it... The snow is too slippery, so I just..."

Qiyou hooked Lu Chan's sleeve with the tip of his little finger, "He said he didn't do it on purpose."

Where is the hooked sleeve, it is clearly the hooked soul.

Lu Chan was only stunned for a moment, then withdrew his foot.

The man was blushing from coughing and slowly got up with a thick neck: "That's right, young people still need to have some quality and morality..." In the next second, his whole body slammed back onto the snow surface with a bang.

"..."

Qi You casually retracted the leg that was tripping him, and said lazily, "I didn't mean it either."

man:"……"

Then he repeated the speechless incident of climbing Qiyou trip twice, and the man simply lay silently on the snow surface and did not move.

Qiyou: "Forgive me."

"……"Ah.

There was a little smile in Lu Chan's eyes, and the red color of the phoenix gradually faded away. He took out his mobile phone and called the person in charge of the ski resort. Not long after, someone from the security department was in charge of taking the man lying on the ground as an ice sculpture, "Please." "gone.

He reached out and touched Qiyou's ear and said, "Is it cold? I'll take you up to rest for a while."

His palms were warm and dry, it didn't look like he had played in the snow at all, and it didn't look like he had played in the snow without gloves.

Qi Youmu said with a straight face, "It's not cold."

As he said that, he clenched even tighter the phoenix blood that Lu Chan had given him.

"That... that..." The girl stopped him, "Thank you for helping me, can you add a WeChat?... Turn around and I..."

Lu Chan looked at her with a smile and said without blinking, "You don't need to thank me. If you add people to WeChat randomly, my little princess might cry."

Qiyou still had a dull face.

After he finished speaking, he continued to walk up with the little princess in his arms.

After arriving at the lounge, he brought Qi You a cup of hot water to warm him up, and Lu Chan's phone started to vibrate.

He unlocked it and saw that Jiang Fusheng sent him dozens of WeChat messages, and even reluctantly sent him a red envelope.

But still no one paid attention, so I called myself.

Lu Chan was not in a hurry to pick it up. He took the red envelope first before pressing the answer button, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Fusheng wailed and howled: "Why the hell did you get the red envelope!!"

Lu Chan: "..."

Jiang Fusheng did not see the real person Lu Chan on the phone, and he dared to reprimand him a few words before he said aggrievedly: "The interrogation is over, Lao Lu, come back, the director may arrange tasks overnight .”

The interrogation is over...

Lu Chan also knew that it was inconvenient to talk about this kind of thing on the phone, so he responded in a low voice.

"Oh, by the way, you and that plague..." I don't know if Jiang Fusheng misunderstood Qiyou's ability, afraid that he could put his ears out of his ears and stick them on Lu Chan's phone to listen, so he hastily changed his words and said: "Are you with Mr. Kiyo?"

"..." This change of words is very coquettish.

Lu Chan raised the corners of his lips: "Together."

Jiang Fusheng: "?" Why do these three words sound so uncomfortable.

He shivered all over, smoothed the goosebumps on his arms and said, "Oh, then you can bring Mr. Qiyou back, the director wants to see him."

Lu Chan was stunned, and his eyes fixed on the princess who was sitting on the side holding a paper cup in both hands, sipping hot water in small sips.

The chief wants to see him?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-1015:38:07~2020-08-1111:51:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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