When the storm took the script

Sheng Junqian had done this British project in his previous life, and it can only be said that Zhao Duan's prediction was correct. It took two years for one year, three years for two years, and almost three and a half years before it was truly completed.

At that time, he was at best a rookie among a group of bigwigs, but this time he did it again, standing on the shoulders of his predecessors, no matter in terms of knowledge reserve or research experience, Sheng Junqian was much better than the previous Lengtouqing. Not much, and thinking that there is still a big fool waiting at home, I couldn't help but work harder, and made great efforts to overcome several major difficulties.

Even when Professor Chen was drinking and eating with other bigwigs, he would pull Sheng Junqian out to show off from time to time, that he deserves to be better than blue.

After leaving Sheng Junqian, Zhao Duan worked hard every day, and he was much more active than when he was in love.

The video with Sheng Junqian is also very energetic every day, but Sheng Junqian just feels that he has lost a lot of weight, and the few taels of meat he managed to raise are gone.

Sheng Junqian tapped the tip of his nose through the screen: "What did you eat?"

"Ginger sweet potato syrup, yam chicken soup, and a bowl of beef porridge." Zhao Duan memorized today's menu smoothly.

In fact, I didn't eat anything after a busy day.

Sheng Junqian could easily see that he was lying, but the work at hand could not be separated from others, so he could only discuss with Professor Chen whether he could work overtime to spare a few days. He wanted to go back and have a look, even quitting smoking Step by step, let alone let Zhao Duan warn himself.

Sheng Junqian worked overtime day and night for a month, and finally squeezed out a week from Professor Chen's search and search. It took nearly three days to commute back and forth. In order to spend more time with Zhao Duan, he came back from the laboratory. I booked a plane ticket for early morning departure without taking a break.

His hair was not combed and his face was not washed, and there were big dark circles under his eyes. He was neither refined nor personable at all. Sheng Junqian felt as if he was fleeing famine when he ran down with his suitcase.

I also thought of Zhao Duan, who was shining in suits and leather shoes frequently on the news these days, and Sheng Junqian, who had never experienced fear, suddenly felt a little uneasy.

I haven't seen each other for more than a month, Zhao Duan should probably, perhaps, probably not shatter his boyfriend's filter?

But thinking of such a good man living like a fool in front of him, he couldn't help but swell, Zhao Duan loved him so much.

I don’t know if I can secretly catch Zhao Duan who is not sleeping and playing with his mobile phone at night, ah, I have to be on the plane for more than 30 hours, so I need to make up a better reason, so that I can give him a big reward surprise.

Sheng Junqian went downstairs with a heavy heart like hot magma churning, like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old kid who couldn't restrain the smile at the corner of his mouth.

As soon as he went downstairs, his pace stopped abruptly, because at some point there was an extremely familiar figure downstairs.

It's Zhao Duan.

He smiled foolishly, and compared his heart to Sheng Junqian from a few meters away.

For a moment, Sheng Junqian felt that he was working too much overtime, and he was hallucinating, and the next second he threw away the suitcase and rushed over.

Never been so unsteady.

Zhao Duan took him into his arms, neither of them said a word, their eyes were full of enthusiasm that was about to overflow, like water pouring into boiling oil, boiling and bursting in an instant.

The two kissed with lips and teeth. In this foreign land, they finally found a place of peace of mind. They kissed passionately, relying on the primitive instinct of animals to wantonly ruthlessly, wanting to tear each other down.

Zhao Duan couldn't hold on at first. Sheng Junqian, whom he hadn't seen for more than a month, was too fierce. He pushed him away with great effort, turned his head and covered his mouth with his arm and sneezed a few times.

We see each other in the video every day, why did Sheng Junqian suddenly turn into a wolf?

Sheng Junqian covered his hands in his own, and breathed out, "Why don't you go up?"

Zhao Duan went up and kissed him: "I want to wait for half an hour. If you don't come down, I will go up. I deliberately make you feel bad."

Sheng Junqian did not speak.

Zhao Duan pulled out his hand in dissatisfaction and poked his heart.

The next second he was hugged, his ears were pressed tightly against Sheng Junqian's chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, in the extremely quiet and vast night, Sheng Junqian lowered his head and kissed his slightly cool forehead: "It hurts, It hurts."

"Ah!"

An earth-shattering sneeze pulled the two of them back from Qiong Yao's play, Zhao Duan choked his nose twice, and said triumphantly: "Did you miss me, tsk tsk, and you are still carrying the suitcase, and finally thought that there is still another person at home?" A boudoir who stays alone in a vacant room?"

A smile flashed across Sheng Junqian's brown eyes: "It's neuraminidase and hemagglutinin."

Zhao Duan: "Huh?"

"You're going to catch a cold." Sheng Junqian picked him up horizontally, turned him upside down, and glared at him: "Didn't you say that you eat well every day? Why are you so light?"

"It's only two catties lighter." Zhao Duan hugged his neck with a smile, "Are you a human body weight? You can make it up."

If he is so obedient, he admits it. These words are [-]% watery.Sheng Junqian pinched his fleshy buttocks punitively, and when he heard him whisper, he apologized, "I don't blame you, it's all my fault as a breeder."

Zhao Duan thought of the extremely long days in the past two months, sniffed, "Well, it's all your fault."

Sheng Junqian rubbed the tip of his nose: "Soon, the progress here is much faster than expected, and I may be able to go back in less than a year."

Little stars appeared in Zhao Duan's eyes, and he tugged at his collar excitedly: "You really didn't lie to me? Although I don't understand, I asked many people, and they all said that what you do can't be completed in a year or two. "

"No." Sheng Junqian put him down, opened the door and went in, coaxing him with a smile, "Probably because he thought that he would be able to marry you when he returned to China, his mind turned quickly when he was happy, and he overcame a few problems by accident. "

Zhao Duan looked at his haggard face and those two huge dark circles under his eyes, and didn't believe what he said.

In case of catching a cold, Sheng Junqian stuffed Zhao Duan into the bathtub to soak in a hot bath, and even floated two yellow ducks on the water in a wicked way.

It is said that Xiaobie is better than a newlywed, and Zhao Duan made special preparations before coming.

But Sheng Junqian was too tired, and his tense nerves were completely relaxed the moment he saw Zhao Duan. As soon as he rubbed Zhao Duan's head full of bubbles, he couldn't hold on to his pillow and fell into a deep sleep. past.

Zhao Duan kissed the dark circles under his eyes, really, really love him.

Both of them were very tired, they didn't do anything, and when they woke up, they found that it was already noon the next day.

Zhao Duan slept more deeply than him, Sheng Junqian pinched his nose to keep him from breathing, Zhao Duan opened his mouth twice and woke up, raised his eyelids and looked at the world coldly.

Sheng Junqian kissed him, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Yeah." Zhao Duan hugged him, "I thought it was Lisa who asked me to go to a meeting."

Sheng Junqian hugged him for a while, Zhao Duan shook his hands in front of him, and asked him with a smile, "Look, what do you think is different about me today?"

The straight man Sheng Junqian narrowed his eyes, and the word "danger" was imminent.

Zhao Duan had teased him enough, wrapped his legs around his waist in embarrassment, and whispered in his ear: "I cut my nails..."

The newlywed Zhao Duan didn't know about Xiaobie's victory.

But he called her husband in Sheng Junqian's ear, and almost died on this beast in clothes.

Before Zhao Duan passed out, he thought: It is said that love and sex are inseparable, did Sheng Junqian also start to love him...

It was already evening when he woke up again, Zhao Duan closed his eyes and touched a big blue fat man, struggled to open his red and swollen eyes, and looked at the black eyeballs of Doraemon dolls.

"Sheng Junqian?"

"Sheng Junqian?"

Zhao Duan yelled hoarsely before he found a piece of paper stuffed in the doll's belly pocket, which read:

There is no food in the refrigerator at home. I went to the supermarket and I will not be back until about an hour later.

Zhao Duan coiled around the doll like an octopus in a daze, and fell asleep again.

But this time he slept very uncomfortable, a kind of inexplicable panic swept over his heart, and he couldn't fall asleep anymore. He simply sat cross-legged on the bed, staring anxiously at the time on the phone.

Zhao Duan was pampered by Sheng Junqian just today, and he became soft and soft. He made several phone calls but no one answered. His little sense of security disappeared completely, and he began to think wildly.

Maybe he's on mute

Maybe he's in an elevator and the signal isn't very good.

Maybe he bought too many things, his hands are full of things, and he can't look at his phone.

Will there be a terrorist attack?Robbed, kidnapped?

So, why hasn't he come back...

After struggling for another half an hour, Zhao Duan finally couldn't bear it, and when he was ready to go out after getting dressed, the phone screen suddenly lit up.

After the ecstasy, Zhao Duan fell into the ice cave instantly.

On the screen was a photo of Sheng Junqian. He was tied to a chair, blood was streaming from his forehead, and his arms were bent into an abnormal arc.

"Brother." Zhao Jingcheng's icy snake-like voice came from the loudspeaker.

"See, an hour, if you don't come after an hour, I'll show you what I didn't finish last time, so that you can see how this **** messes around with other men."

Zhao Duan squeezed the phone tightly, and the voice forced out from his throat: "Address."

"Come alone, don't let me find out that there are others." Zhao Jingcheng's voice was distorted and vicious, he laughed maniacally, and kicked hard, Zhao Duan clearly heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, accompanied by an extremely familiar sound muffled sound.

Zhao Duan's hand holding the phone was trembling, and his eyes were red with despair.

He took drugs, Zhao Jingcheng fucking took drugs!

How will he treat Sheng Junqian, will he inject Sheng Junqian with drugs, is he injured, does he hurt...

Sheng Junqian is going to hate himself to death, it's all his fault, it's all his fault... Zhao Duan sat on the bed restlessly holding his mobile phone, his eyes were red and swollen, like a beast that lost his beloved, completely lost sanity.

calm.

calm.

Can't fucking calm down at all.

Zhao Duan's temples were throbbing like they were going to explode. He punched himself so hard that his mouth was full of blood. He gritted his teeth and spat out blood, and said in a calm and scary tone: "You fucking say the address."

Zhao Jingcheng reported a series of addresses with a smirk, and then kicked Sheng Junqian, deliberately making people make a painful muffled sound: "Did you hear me, brother, what's so good about this? You want to let me alone? I saw there were other people, so I will check the goods for these brothers first."

Afterwards, some obscenities came to an abrupt end as the phone was smashed to the ground. The moment Zhao Duan heard Sheng Junqian's voice, there was a "boom", and he felt that the sky castle that had been built with great difficulty was completely destroyed in an instant. Collapsed.

He clenched his fist weakly, empty like a programmed robot, calculated the time with incomparable precision, picked up the broken mobile phone, turned it on, contacted acquaintances in the UK who could help, and then drove to Sheng Junqian The tied address.

From anyone's point of view, he was still the decisive Zhao Duan at the beginning, but perhaps only Sheng Junqian could see his helplessness and despair, leaving only an empty body moving.

He wasn't even angry.

If something happened to Sheng Junqian, he would definitely let Zhao Jingcheng pay for his life. As for himself, all of Sheng Junqian's misfortunes were caused by him, so why not just die?

An hour passed quickly, and the moonlight cast Zhao Duan's dark figure on the gate of the villa. The elongated shadow seemed to be the god of death with a sickle.

Zhao Duan didn't notice the group of people Zhao Jingcheng was talking about, whether they were in the villa or laying in ambush to catch him off guard, Zhao Duan didn't care.

The door was not locked. He kicked the door open, and when he entered, he saw Sheng Junqian sitting in the middle. His left arm was broken and he was tied to the chair weakly.

Zhao Jingcheng pointed the gun straight at his temple.

Sheng Junqian raised his head when he heard the voice.

It was a completely unfamiliar Zhao Duan, the hostility all over his body made people shudder, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the two people in the room with ferocious eyes.

But Sheng Junqian could see the despair and pain behind his madness.

His crying overlord, his petiteness, I'm really scared now...

Sheng Junqian gave him a comforting smile weakly, and said silently, "I'm fine."

Zhao Duan may or may not have seen it, he glanced at Sheng Junqian lightly, and stared at Zhao Jingcheng with those emotionless eyes like a dead man.

Zhao Jingcheng had indeed taken drugs, he looked at the person in front of him a little dull, his eyes sometimes became humble, sometimes crazy, sometimes ecstatic, and sometimes angry.

He took a few steps forward like a lunatic, still pointing the gun at Sheng Junqian, showing a disgusting innocent look like a child, and asked:

"Brother. Do you hate me that much?"

"I have already gone abroad according to your request, why do you still force me to death?"

He suddenly became angry, moved the gun back and forth between Zhao Duan and Sheng Junqian, and roared viciously: "Did you forget? My dad died to save you! Is that what you did to me!"

"No."

In the empty villa, there were a few blood stains on the ground. It looked like a scene from a horror movie. Zhao Duan looked at Zhao Jingcheng with ferocious eyes. He approached calmly and slowly step by step, but what he said was undoubtedly a sharp sword. Straight through the brain.

"Your father didn't save me. On the contrary, he was killed by me."

His head was buzzing, Zhao Jingcheng backed away step by step in disbelief, for a moment he didn't know who was crazy between him and Zhao Duan.

All the images from childhood to adulthood have been replayed in his mind. The group of people called him little brother since childhood, saying that he is the youngest, has not been dyed black, and is a fucking little flower of the motherland.

We must study hard and make progress every day.

You can't lick the blood with the tip of a knife like them, and if you don't keep it clean, you will have to let the brothers collect the body one day.

Zhao Duan continued: "For one woman, your father killed eight brothers."

His eyes were ice-cold, and there was a desperate madness in the dark pupils. All the starlight was extinguished, and there was a piercing and distorted pain.

"I moved my hand. I didn't torture him before he died. I only shot him once."

Zhao Duan was dressed in black like a god of death, the door of the villa was wide open, and the moon hanging in the sky looked coldly into the house like the vertical pupil of a devil.

His eyes were red, and he approached Zhao Jingcheng step by step. He was not afraid of the gun in his hand. He pinched his wrist and pointed the gun directly at his temple. He said fiercely, "Come on, kill me!" Avenge your father."

Zhao Jingcheng's body trembled like a sieve, and he was calmly stared at by the bloodshot eyes. The madness on the drugs instantly woke up, and he once again realized the gap between Zhao Duan and him very clearly.

Even if Zhao Duan didn't move and asked him to kill with a gun, he wouldn't dare.

He is a waste, he dare not.

Zhao Duan didn't give him a second chance, kicked Zhao Duan to the ground, and the gun fell out of his hand, shining coldly in the moonlight.

"Zhao Duan...Zhao Duan!"

This kind of Zhao Duan was unfamiliar, and Sheng Junqian felt a kind of fear spontaneously, and then there was overwhelming distress. He murmured Zhao Duan's name, from whispering to calling.

But he seemed to be crazy... That kind of ruthlessness really seemed to kill Zhao Jingcheng, Zhao Jingcheng was thrown on the wall by his neck, and an antique bottle of unknown authenticity fell on the floor.

Zhao Duan's brain was buzzing, and he threw the person in his hand on the broken glass on the ground. Zhao Jingcheng rolled over with his stomach in his arms, blood was dripping all over the ground.

Sheng Junqian had never seen Zhao Duan like this before, he was even more ruthless than what he saw in his previous life, he punched Zhao Jingcheng in the stomach, without any remaining reason, Sheng Junqian felt that if he continued like this It might actually kill someone.

Zhao Duan was not good before, wandering on the edge of black and white, Sheng Junqian could not use the legal system in the current society to judge whether what he did was right or not, it was another world, another river and lake, they had their own ways and ways Righteousness, has its own rules and systems to abide by.

It doesn't matter whether Sheng Junqian is double-standard or he is partial, he is just extremely glad that Zhao Duan can survive such a day, instead of ending up dead and no one collects his body.

But Zhao Duan is no longer there. He has Sheng Junqian, his parents, their little conservatory, his wedding ring, and a completely different life from his previous life. Old, dead will be buried together, fly to the moon and make moon cakes with Grandma Zhao.

Sheng Junqian loves Zhao Duan.

Sheng Junqian couldn't let Zhao Duan kill people.

Sheng Junqian could not prevent Zhao Duan from going to the moon.

Sheng Junqian struggled hard to break free from the rope that tied him, his wrists were worn out and bleeding, but it didn't help. He dragged the chair and staggered to Zhao Duan, but knelt down on the ground because of his calf injury.

There will probably never be such a time of embarrassment in this life...

With mud and blood stains, Sheng Junqian might die now for cleanliness, but his mind is full of crazy Zhao Duan, he climbed up to Zhao Duan step by step, and cut off the rope on his wrist with porcelain shards. Zhao Duan took out a gun from his waist and pointed it at Zhao Jingcheng's temple. Sheng Junqian was so frightened that he stopped breathing for a moment.

"Zhao Duan!"

Sheng Junqian desperately held Zhao Duan, Zhao Duan hadn't recovered, and landed a few punches on Sheng Junqian.

"Zhao Duan! It's me! Sheng Junqian!"

Sheng Junqian used a lot of strength to hug this man, with his crazy heartbeat on his chest, looked at his crimson distorted eyes, patted Zhao Duan on the back gently, and then kissed him.

Zhao Duan hadn't recovered yet, the cold metal was tightly attached to Sheng Junqian's neck, his fingers trembled slightly, his breathing was unsteady, and countless images flashed through his brain quickly, bloody, violence, killing and hatred, countless wanted Forgotten things quickly flooded into the brain, as if they were about to explode.

Zhao Duan rummaged through countless fragments, looking for...

Finally found the memory of that night, Zhao Duan said to Sheng Junqian with some anxiety and fear: "I killed someone before, are you afraid?"

What did the person holding him say, he seemed to be smiling, he said with a smile:

"If you want to kill me, I will kiss you so hard that you can't hold a knife."

"when……"

The gun in Zhao Duan's hand fell, and his eyes slowly returned to calm. He blinked twice, buried in Sheng Junqian's arms, and warm tears instantly wet his entire shoulders. He said helplessly and blankly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you hit me Sheng Junqian, you hit me..."

"OK OK."

Sheng Junqian patted his back lightly, kneaded his neck like coaxing a child, and said very gently, "I'm fine."

The two fit tightly together, Zhao Duan's sultry breath sprayed on Sheng Junqian's neck, his voice was hoarse, and he repeated unconsciously: "You lied...Sheng Junqian hit me, it's all my fault ,it's all my fault……"

"Okay, I won't lie to you. It's just that my left hand hurts a little, and my calf seems to be broken. I really don't have anything else. I think I can't beat it, so I didn't fight hard. I obediently got tied up."

Zhao Duan still didn't look up, but his beating heartbeat finally slowed down. Sheng Junqian kept stroking his back guiltily to comfort him. This man was really frightened...

Zhao Duan has actually recovered, but he is really scared, afraid that Sheng Junqian will think that he is too bad and cruel, and regret being with him.

It seems that as long as I keep buried in his arms and hear his comforting voice over and over again, I don't have to face the next questioning.

In the past, he always described himself as bad, but he just wanted to test Sheng Junqian's bottom line for himself again and again.

But now, he hasn't made the preparations yet, let him see such a bloody scene, Sheng Junqian...Sheng Junqian still has a cleanliness habit, will he hate himself even more?

Obviously, obviously yesterday she was his wife...

After a full 10 minutes, Zhao Duan was still nestled in his arms without looking up, and Sheng Junqian couldn't help but see if Zhao Jingcheng was still alive in a pile of glass shards.

"Alive." Zhao Duan seemed to feel his thoughts, tightly pinched the blood-soaked amulet on his chest, and said sullenly, "I will grow old with you, and I will not do anything to make you sad. "

"Oh, I didn't see it when you were about to kill someone." Sheng Junqian deliberately relaxed his tone, "Is there any doctor I know here, the kind that can treat non-fatal gunshot wounds."

Zhao Duan's brain was in a daze. What Sheng Junqian said and what he did, he didn't even know where he got the gunshot wound. He took out a mobile phone whose screen had been broken by him from his pocket, and gave it to him. Lisa made a cross-border phone call, and by the way contacted her former friends in the UK.

He handled things in a clear manner, and his calmness was unquestionable. If Sheng Junqian hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Sheng Junqian really couldn't imagine that this person was still trembling while holding him.

After the phone call, he didn't speak again, and still maintained the neck-to-neck position with him, saying nothing to let Sheng Junqian take a look.

Sheng Junqian had no choice but to pull the man out of his arms, with warm blood on his hands, he wiped his clothes casually, covered Zhao Duan's eyes, and said to him just like the first time we met: " Don't be afraid."

But this time without sugar.

But they had a bloody kiss.

Sheng Junqian asked, "Can I?"

Zhao Duan would never refuse any request from Sheng Junqian. Although he didn't know what he was going to do, he could see through the gap between his five fingers that he picked up the gun that fell on the ground.

Zhao Duan couldn't see Sheng Junqian's appearance at this time.

But he could be heard firing three shots in Zhao Jingcheng's direction.

Sheng Junqian hugged him, still the jealous cheapskate.

Zhao Duan heard him say to Zhao Jingcheng in a cold voice like a parent looking for a place for his child:

"You said that Zhao Duan was injured for you, was it his left leg?"

"Oh, and the shoulders."

"And the thigh. I'm not very accurate with the marksmanship. I'm not sure where I hit it."

Zhao Duan's heart was beating like a drum, and his stiff breathing was barely audible. He heard Sheng Junqian again: "From now on, there will be no relationship between you and Zhao Duan. I have no interest in beating a dog in the water. Zhao Jingcheng, let me see, you What would it be like to live without Zhao Duan?"

Zhao Duan let out a muffled laugh, feeling that his ear was being pulled by a cheapskate, and he himself became the target of his attack.

"Have you heard, you have nothing to do with each other in the future."

"Yeah." Zhao Duan was in a much better mood, and his body was no longer so tense. Sheng Junqian chuckled in his ear, "Am I also bad, and am I worthy of being a big brother man?"

Zhao Duan raised his head and laughed out of his nose. Sheng Junqian was lying again. He didn't know how to shoot at all. He missed all three shots.

Soon, the friend contacted by Zhao Duan came in with a group of people, and quickly cleaned up the embarrassment of the place. Zhao Jingcheng was beaten so badly that he was lying on a stretcher like a bloody man.

Sheng Junqian glanced at it and was very suspicious that Zhao Duan said that he would not die, whether it was a paralyzed vegetable or something.

"He took drugs." Zhao Duan didn't even bother to give the trash a look, "Don't feel guilty, he deserves it all."

"Let's go." Sheng Junqian was terrified when he thought of asking Professor Chen for leave again. If he asked this time, he might not be able to sleep well in the next six months.

Zhao Duan poked his waist, "You..." He didn't say anything for a long time.

Sheng Junqian was afraid that he would go into a dead end again, so he stroked his hair, and said with a smile, "What am I? I'm just a fragile graduate student. I'm already very good at picking up a gun? Brother, don't demand too much from your man. ah!"

Zhao Duan pestered him and kissed him again, and said meaningfully, "Thank you."

Sheng Junqian's mouth hurt a little. He bit it when he was crazy, so he could only touch his lips with a kiss, and lowered his head to rub his nose: "There are so many people, don't act like a baby. I haven't finished talking yet, since From now on, you are not allowed to see him, you are not allowed to participate in Star Entertainment, you are not allowed to return to your country, you are not allowed to give him a penny, and you are not allowed to give him a penny."

Zhao Duan thought that if he didn't kill Zhao Jingcheng, I would be doing charity. If I give him back the money, is I sick?

Another winter.

The "999+" building was built in the "Brothers and Family" group, and the discussion focused on Zhao Jingcheng's arrest for drug trafficking. If this was when Zhao Duan was the boss, he might have chopped him up and fed him to the fish.

Sheng Junqian was hugging Zhao Duan to watch the latest Doraemon movie, tugging at his ear: "Are you in a bad mood?"

"A little bit." Zhao Duan paused the video that was playing, and said, "I think I'm a bit stupid. I also saw my shadow in him back then. I thought that as long as he didn't let him touch these things, he would be able to live a normal life step by step. human life."

He couldn't breathe steadily when Sheng Jun was married, and the warm breath sprayed into his ears: "He can't be you."

Zhao Duan shrank into his arms and continued to click on the video.

Seeing that he was still gloomy, Sheng Junqian said, "Then you are so unhappy, let me do something happy."

Zhao Duan shrank, and said expressionlessly: "I didn't go to bed until five o'clock last night because you were on vacation today."

"Am I the kind of person who is obsessed with sex?" Sheng Junqian squeezed his chin, and said in a tone that said today's weather is good, "Get married."

Zhao Duan's body froze and his heartbeat stagnated.

Sheng Junqian said lazily again: "You decide where to go, you decide the time, and you decide any wedding, okay?"

Why do I decide?Zhao Duan reacted from the ecstasy and kicked him, "Is it because you are too lazy to pick? Sheng Junqian, I found that you are really a fucking straight man except for being gay when you are having sex!"

Sheng Junqian gagged his mouth, and when the quilt was suffocated, the dead straight man became gay again.

【Ding! 】

There was a sudden sound in Sheng Junqian's head, and a familiar electronic and mechanical sound suddenly sounded.

[A88: The host is big, I'm leaving!After the re-examination of the 0865 Small World by the Ministry, you have successfully changed the fate of the protagonist Shou. I wish you and Zhao Duan peace and beauty in the future, grow old together, and have a son soon! 】

It is true that the system has not appeared for more than a year, and Sheng Junqian almost forgot that he was a person who died once. He was taken aback and smiled: "Thank you, and I wish you good luck."

[A88: You're welcome, you don't know how fierce the first host I bound to is, you are so kind and amiable, which makes me look forward to the future work again! 】

Sheng Junqian wished him to find a better host in the future, and when he heard the voice that he had left his brain, he said with a smile: "I don't know which lucky person will be bound by your matchmaker system, goodbye. "

Zhao Duan couldn't get up and down, and kicked him: "Why are you so stupid? You're moving!"

Sheng Junqian hugged the person in his arms tightly: "It's nothing, we just sent our matchmaker away."

"Well."

Zhao Duan still wanted to ask, but he was already speechless by the dead straight man.

last of the last:

(One)

Sheng Junqian's secret:

Sheng Junqian was really stingy and timid. Even though Zhao Jingcheng hadn't had time to do anything in his life, he was still very afraid of something uncontrollable that would happen five years later.

He was the one who sent Zhao Jingcheng messages every day to stimulate him.

It was he who gave his address on purpose.

It was he who deliberately asked Zhao Duan's friends to suppress Zhao Jingcheng who was abroad.

It was he who deliberately spent money to get the gangster who kidnapped him to find Zhao Jingcheng.

It was because he knew that the old A who protected him had already been bought by Zhao Jingcheng, so he chose him.

It was he who asked old A to replace Zhao Jingcheng's gun with an empty gun.

It was he who relied on Zhao Duan to like him and insisted on trying to harm Zhao Jingcheng.

Zhao Jingcheng is not that stupid, it's just that he is too dark about lotus.

(two)

Zhao Duan's secret:

Zhao Duan thought, although he felt that Zhao Jingcheng deserved what he deserved, but this was probably the only bad thing Sheng Junqian did in his life.

In the future, he will be a good person and make up for it with many good deeds.

And he felt that Sheng Junqian was really a god, and he could even predict earthquakes...God, for the sake of saving so many people, please forgive him for such a small bad thing.

The author has something to say:

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, it's over!There is a special episode tonight~

First write about them playing trumpet together, and then see if you want to write a second one after writing.

I also want to apologize to "Wang Zai is sweet". I also think your opinion is very touching. I originally planned to write it, but as soon as I started writing, I thought that Duan Duan's rebirth in the previous life will mean crying in this life after getting married. If Ba Zongduan is going to disappear, I won’t be able to write... Remind him of the memory back then, and I can’t bear to let Crying Baoduan have a good life. I suddenly think of these bad things sweetly, so I probably won’t write... …

Easter eggs:

About Doraemon's necklace.

After getting married, Zhao Duan and Sheng Junqian still quarreled and fought coldly from time to time.

But Zhao Duan has found a good way to deal with Sheng Junqian. Whenever Sheng Junqian ignores him, he will soak his necklace in red wine.

I have to say that this thing is drop-resistant and waterproof.

Also very sensitive to alcohol.

As long as he counted to three, Sheng Junqian would definitely break into the door and throw him on the bed to fuck him hard.

Everyone has heard the story of the wolf, once, twice, three times, four times...

Until the necklace was upgraded to the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th generations, Sheng Junqian would still be fooled every time.

A little spoiler at the end: poor ghost A88's next bound host may be even more vicious than Jiwu, so please light the wax for him in advance.

感谢在2020-08-1023：29：59～2020-08-1116：38：05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 irrigate the nutrient solution: 25 bottles of Mu Yao Tingxue;

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