clock trap

Armor burned?

I have known for a long time that the clothes they are wearing are unusual, and Si Xuanyang can have magic vines coming out of his arms. Isn't it so simple to have some flames?

Yu Sen walked into the house immediately, he really wanted to see what would be burned. After all, the clothes were also worn on them. If you don't figure out the matter, isn't it equivalent to carrying a pack of explosives on your body?

No matter how good-looking it is, it is a beautifully packaged explosive package.

"Hey, what are you going to do! Hurry up... go and pull him." Si Nan shouted to his side.

Without Si Nan's reminder, Si Xuanyang quickly chased after him, pulled the man's elbow back, and wrapped his arms around Yu Sen's waist tightly like an iron hoop: "Want to see?"

The latter nodded his head with bright eyes.

"Tsk!" Si Xuanyang frowned slightly.

At this time, the gradually stronger smell of burning can be smelled outside, and the screams in the house can no longer be heard, but the chirping discussions of some people who are still in the house can be heard.

"Don't go, you will be choked by this smell." The restraint on Yu Sen's waist did not loosen at all.

He hesitated helplessly, and suddenly saw a person coming out of the door of the house, waving towards the yard: "This person's body has just been sent away, you can come in!"

This time it's fast, and the wall clock is also a meeting point.Yu Sen secretly slandered.

But the corpses were gone, and nothing could be seen when they went in. A group of people stood in the yard, waiting for the smell in the house to dissipate before re-entering the house.

......

The name of the dead person was Huang Zhengxuan. According to his companion Yuan Fei, he was the owner of a building materials company.

"Didn't he wear that outfit when he went out? Isn't that courting death? The hostess made it very clear last night." Someone said sarcastic remarks in the living room.

"I wear it...many people have seen it," Yuan Fei quickly explained, "How dare you not wear it? It's not like you didn't think about the consequences."

"It's just that the weather was too cold after he went out. His clothes were like nothing, and his skin was almost frostbitten. He is not a person who resists frost, so... decided to come back and take a coat Putting it on the outside, thinking that it’s not considered a change of clothes anyway, there shouldn’t be any problem, but who knows that after walking outside for a while, a fire suddenly ignited on my body..."

Yuan Fei looked a little sad because of his friend's death, his eyes were slightly moist, and he lowered his head after speaking.

A woman standing with folded arms at the door suddenly said coldly: "Actually, you suggested it? I was walking behind you and heard you suggest that Huang Zhengxuan came back to wear a coat, and you are not his friend, it should be his." Employee, I heard you calling him the boss."

The eyes of the people around him suddenly changed.

Yuan Fei was stunned for a moment, with a flustered look on his face: "Well, so what? I saw that he was shaking from the cold and couldn't walk, so I suggested that he come back and put on some clothes, just caring about him. What's wrong with that?"

"No problem," the woman shrugged, "It's just that I was also worried about whether I could wear an extra coat because it was too cold, but I didn't have it just to be on the safe side. Thanks to you, Huang Zhengxuan has already shown us the consequences, so I don't need to worry about it anymore. gone."

Yu Sen listened to her words, eyelashes drooping like crow feathers, grabbed Si Xuanyang's hand, and wrote the word 'yes' on his palm.

"Have you considered this issue too?" Si Xuanyang asked him in a low voice.

Yu Sen nodded quietly, the flush on his cheeks that was baked by the heater when he entered the door has faded away, leaving only a soft white.

Going in and out between a cold outdoor room and a room with sufficient heating, cold and cold, the strong temperature difference brings much greater stimulation to the body than the constant wind blowing outside.

Now that he returned to the warm room, his head suddenly became dizzy, his eyelids became heavy, his throat was itchy, and he coughed a few times uncontrollably.

A cup of hot water was moved in front of him, he raised his eyes a little, and a handsome young man who looked about in his teens face turned slightly red, and when he met Yu Sen's eyes, he became even more flustered, and quickly looked away, Pretending not to care, he said softly, "Drink some hot water, I see that you are not in good health."

"..."

"Ha..." Yu Sen laughed softly, and the face of the boy opposite him turned red again.

Turning his head to catch a glimpse of the half-smile of the big devil beside him, he sensed a trace of familiar danger in his heart, and immediately limp on the devil's shoulder like a boneless one, and shook his head pretending to be ashamed at the boy.

The boy's eyes darkened a bit.

Si Xuanyang moved the cup back to him, and said lightly: "Sorry, he doesn't eat what others give."

Then he went to the dining table with Yu Sen in his arms, stirred the tomato soup in the enamel pot, and it was steaming hot.

He filled a bowl and placed it in front of Yu Sen, and gently smoothed his messy sideburns behind his ears, and said, "Drink some slowly first, and eat something else after warming your stomach."

Immediately afterwards, he touched his forehead with the back of his hand, and after touching the slightly hot temperature, the brows furrowed slightly.

Yu Sen was weak and weak, his head was dizzy, too lazy to raise his hand to hit him, he tilted his head slightly, left his hand, and slowly scooped a little thick soup into his mouth with a silver spoon, sweet and sour The sweet and sour taste is very suitable for his body that has no appetite now.

Every time Si Xuanyang looked at him in such a state that seemed to be broken at the touch of a touch, he felt extremely anxious in his heart, and always thought of some way to make him happy.

"I just asked, Si Nan and Luo Yu also opened a pack of cards with a pass in another store, including ours, there are four cards in total. If you feel uncomfortable, I will accompany you in the afternoon Stay in your room and rest."

Yu Sen's eyeballs moved, and he pointed to the candy bag on his body: "Huh?"

"This, they used..." Si Xuanyang had a complicated expression on his face, "Twelve candies."

Damn Africa!

Yu Sen rolled his eyes speechlessly, and became even more dizzy after he finished.

There was constant chatter in the living room, and after confirming that the four of them had obtained the pass, Si Xuanyang asked Si Nan to disclose the information about the card to others.

The news should have spread by now, and some people didn't even have time to finish their meal before going out again.

For a while, it seemed that the four of them were sitting at the table eating a little leisurely.

After removing the fifteen candies they used, there were still fifteen left. Yu Sen sighed and shook his head, putting down the spoon in his hand.

His head was so dizzy that he really didn't want to eat anything.

Si Xuanyang didn't force him either, this time the place was special, there were ordinary candies, biscuits and cakes in the kitchen all the time, and he could take them whenever he wanted.

He tore off a piece of paper, helped Yu Sen gently wipe off the red tomato juice from the corner of his mouth, embraced the man who was already unconscious, and hugged him by the waist.

Layers upon layers of skirts spread out, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and then landed on Yu Sen's pale ankles obediently and gently, passing lightly like a feather, and then hanging in mid-air and slowly swaying.

Si Xuanyang hugged him, with his arms under the layered lining fabric, he could hardly feel Yu Sen's leg bones, as if he was holding a soft cloud, and there was an elegant fragrance and a sweet scent lingering at the tip of his nose. Candy apple taste.

"Marshmallow, are you..."

He smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, greeted Si Nan and the others, and carried them upstairs.

The author says:

Every time I look at that kind of layered and soft skirt, I just want to hug the person wearing that kind of skirt, it must feel very comfortable!

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