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The sword on the beam caught everyone off guard. Three or four men and women who were listening to the story were scared and hid back, almost screaming in front of the camera.

Bai Chun sat still, Wen Yaofeng quickly put his hands into his arms, and praised: "Good knife!"

The silver-haired old lady pushed the door in and poured another cup of tea for them with a smile.

"This is a gift, thank you for your appreciation."

When they returned to the town, the night market was bustling and noisy, and there were many more young men and women enjoying it than before.

Wen Yaofeng stood still under the lamp within a few steps of going out, and with a sinking wrist, he pulled out the whole section of the Taidao.

The cold knife like a moon arc was unsheathed for the second time, and the golden red plum blossoms on the sheath were extraordinarily luxurious, and the sword tassel was flying high with the wind.

Wen Yaofeng turned around and held a sword flower casually. He was handsome and heroic like a celebrity of this generation.

He learned a lot of ostentation from his fitness coach, and he can learn a little bit of Western fencing and Bagua swordsmanship. The function of being handsome is better than actual combat.

The photographer is also very knowledgeable, half lying in the hydrangea bushes, took several rounds of close-ups of this handsome macho, and turned around to post a few framed headlines in the style of fashion magazines, which is not ordinary to please fans.

Wen Yaofeng played several poses with great interest, and saw Bai Chun standing against the wall looking at him from the side, squinting his eyes and smiling: "Do I look like a childish ghost?"

Bai Chun smiled and shook his head: "The strength is very tenacious, and the waist and back are also good-looking."

Wen Yaofeng was startled, put the knife back into its sheath, and walked with him into the depths of the market.

"Don't praise me like that." He whispered, "I'm shy."

Bai Chun looked at him sideways, stopped after walking a few steps, and asked, "During the concert, why don't you do this solo again?"

The two follow-up photographers walked behind, unconsciously walking lightly, and swallowed.

They didn't expect the two to interact so naturally in front of the camera.

Let's talk about ambiguous intimacy, like some simple and no-guess teammate friendship.

Let's say it's teammate friendship, and a few casual conversations can make people's hearts itch.

"My solo sword dance?" Wen Yaofeng said with a smile: "It's okay to practice for a while."

Bai Chun nodded, feeling subtly favored.

Before ECHO's accident, Wen Yaofeng had always been a strong and kind friend in his eyes.

Later, the word "kindness" disappeared for a long time, even after Bai Chun finally differentiated into OMEGA, he deliberately controlled the distance between the two of them.

In all fairness, Wen Yaofeng is a perfect type that is rarely seen in a hundred years in the Alpha world, as well as in the Alpha world of the entertainment industry.

Bad temper and reckless behavior are all regarded as cute and cute by all OMEGA, and there are countless ghosts crying and howling on the forum who want to give birth to him.

Bai Chun usually doesn't go to those weird ABO forums to study sex issues, but he is also attracted by instinct.

A few days ago, I was still unwilling to admit my resistance and accept it, but now my heart defense has been opened up a little bit, and the magnetic induction is getting stronger and stronger.

Wen Yaofeng walked forward humming a song, looking left and right to find new clues.

Bai Chun followed along with lowered eyelashes, forced to experience the ever-expanding world of the five senses.

Tequila seems to be a breath that follows him everywhere, and the focus of his vision is constantly shifting, making him pay attention to the charming things that have existed in men for a long time.

The jointed fingers, the tight and slender arm muscles, the lazy meaning in the ending sound when humming.

"Would you like to take a break?" Wen Yaofeng paused, pointing to the ramen shop next to him: "I remember you like noodles with dipping sauce."

Bai Chun immediately came back to his senses, thought for a while and said, "Just order a small bowl, and I'll share it with you."

They are entertainers, and they usually have a small appetite. There may be a chase later, so they must retain their body flexibility.

When the boss saw the guests coming, he bowed to welcome them with a smile on his face, and warmly recommended today's specials with the menu.

A bowl of ramen is divided into two small tea bowls, the hot spring eggs are for Wen Yaofeng, and the cartilage meat is for Bai Chun.

A large bowl of noodles is placed next to it, and there is still a lot of surplus at a glance.

The boss didn't expect the two of them to eat so little, and chatted curiously next to him: "Would you be hungry if you usually eat a small bowl?"

"I'm used to being hungry." Wen Yaofeng took a sip of plum tea and said casually, "The concert is coming soon, so be more restrained during this time."

"I heard that in your industry, there are quite a few people who rely on smoking and drinking to lose weight?" The boss continued to gossip, "It's easy to have a bad stomach if you do it this way."

Bai Chun didn't even raise his head: "He has an old stomach problem, and he has to be watched by others when he takes medicine."

Wen Yaofeng paused, held his teacup and said, "I haven't taken stomach medicine for more than half a year."

Bai Chun lowered his head to drink the soup: "Have you recovered from your stomach trouble?"

"No." Wen Yaofeng was still looking at him: "If you don't stare, I can't remember."

The boss found that he couldn't get in the conversation, so he cut the fruit for them with a smile.

Hearing this, Bai Chun became a little irritable, and his tone became a little fierce: "If you don't take medicine, you will have stomach pain every now and then."

Wen Yaofeng likes to provoke him to kill himself, and he fanned the flames heartlessly: "It hurts, do you still remember that in the first year of debut, I was so hurt backstage that I hugged the pillow and screamed, it hurts like this several times this year gone."

Do you feel sorry for me?

Do you feel sorry for me, do you like me?

As soon as Bai Chun released the spoon, he wanted to hit him on the head a few times, but felt that this behavior was too childish in front of the camera.

I had no choice but to withdraw my hand and continue to teach a few words.

"Taking medicine is not for me." Bai Chun suppressed his voice and said, "You are the captain, you have to take care of yourself first."

Wen Yaofeng actually magnified some small things, and the past few months were actually not that serious, and the occasional dull pain a few times is not a big deal.

He didn't have a playful smile on his face, he held the noodle bowl and said: "I also need to care about it, you were too partial to Shi Yuanyuan before."

Bai Chun thought in his heart that I don't care about you. A few months ago, you made a stinky face every day and almost wrote "Don't mess with me."

After such a chat, there is no way to talk about it later. Bai Chun is not used to saying too many warm words in front of the camera, and it is even more impossible for him to act like a baby anytime and anywhere like Wen Yaofeng, who only looks sideways at the owner of the ramen shop.

"Please give him another small bowl of noodles in clear soup."

"Okay, right now."

Wen Yaofeng accepted it as soon as he saw it, and tacitly put the dipping sauce noodles aside, sipping the noodle soup like a high school student on his lunch break.

He's always loved the family feel in ECHO, and even more so, every second the first four have taken care of each other.

Wen Yaofeng's family memories when he was a child were stained with too many unclean things, and when he grew up, he wanted to make up for some of the warmth he should have had.

Zi She is his most trusted buddy, Yuan Yuan is the younger brother of vitality who jumps around every day, only Bai Chun seems to be difficult to locate at the beginning.

Bai Chun is like a glass bottle filled with stars and clouds.

Pretty cold, fragile and delicate.

As soon as he met, he couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and after a long time, he had to look away, as if he would be greedy for it.

Wen Yaofeng sipped the soup and stared at Bai Chun for a long time, the latter ate slowly without asking what he was thinking.

"Bai Chun."

"what?"

"You are so pretty."

Bai Chun pushed Apple Cut in front of him.

"Eat more and talk less."

Wen Yaofeng was reaching out to take it, when the paper sliding door was suddenly pushed open, and the witch stepped in with a lantern.

"Check at night, everyone stand up!"

The diners in the distance and near were not surprised, and stood up with open arms in cooperation, as if waiting to be illuminated by the lantern.

Wen Yaofeng stood sideways in front of Bai Chun, and the owner of the noodle shop hurriedly explained: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, this lamp only illuminates monsters, just pass through the shadow once."

The sun on the blue-striped gold paper lanterns is like a wheel, and the hollowed out light sways with the pace, like scattered gold foils that have been cut into pieces.

The witch saw the demon-slaying sword at Wen Yaofeng's waist at a glance, bowed slightly with a faint expression, and looked over from left to right with a lantern in her hand.

Wen Yaofeng wanted to take Bai Chun out of here, but there were attendants blocking the door, saying that everyone had to go through the procedure.

The atmosphere suddenly changed from leisurely and relaxed to tense.

Bai Chun had been sitting by the side drinking green bamboo wine, when he saw the witch coming over with a lantern, he suddenly said, "There is something wrong with that person in the corner."

The priestess held her sword tightly in her other hand.

"What did you see?"

"That old man in red and purple clothes, he has been eating raw meat, and he doesn't touch any pasta." Bai Chun laughed: "Don't foxes like rice?"

The witch turned around in a big stride, Bai Chun seemed to slip her elbow, and knocked Wen Yaofeng's bowl of noodle soup over.

"Be careful!" Wen Yaofeng reached out to catch the lantern, looking like he was going to help save the lamp, but the back of his hand slammed into the round bottom of the noodle bowl, causing the crooked noodle bowl to completely tip over onto the lantern, and then he pushed forward with his shoulders connected. , knocked the witch to the ground next to her: "Be careful! Are you okay?! Boss, bring a rag!!"

The witch was pushed far away by surprise, and the arrows in the quiver slipped all over the ground when she was weightless, and she was so embarrassed that the clogs on her skirt were stained with ramen soup.

The boss apologized in a panic and wiped it with a rag. Bai Chun also quickly walked over to help her up. When he leaned over, he swept his sleeves, causing the lantern to overturn even more as if inadvertently.

The wet lantern had a weak flame, but was swayed back and forth under the pressure of the long sleeves, and the delicate paper surface was rotten.

The witch didn't realize what was wrong, and apologized nervously when she was helped up, thinking that she was not careful enough and knocked Wen Yaofeng's bowl over.

The latter looked kind and kind: "It's good that people are not burned. The place here is relatively small. I didn't put the bowl properly."

Waiting for the attendants to pass the handkerchiefs around the rescue site, the two young men slipped out of the door without a sound, their sleeves were not even stained with grease.

"It's thanks to you—" Wen Yaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped talking when he turned around.

"What's my fault?" The little white seal blinked while holding the lottery box: "It's even [-]% off for home delivery, brother, do you want to have a ten-game streak?"

Bai Chun was still paying attention to the situation in the ramen restaurant, and walked to the side with the child's collar in his hand: "First, buy you dog ears for Brother Wen, he has wanted to wear them for a long time."

Wen Yaofeng: "!!!"

"The store is over there! Go the wrong way!"

As soon as the little white seal heard that there was a business coming, he happily poked into the counter and licked the dog's ears.

Bai Chun was also idle when he was idle, he stretched out his hand and twitched casually.

"Don't struggle," Wen Yaofeng mocked, "We two are considered seniors—"

"Brother Chun?!" The child turned his head and saw the platinum gold card in Bai Chun's hand, stunned on the spot: "You——you——!!!"

Bai Chun pulled out all the cards in the envelope: "The Order of the Four Demons? What is this?"

The little white seal gasped violently like a bellows: "You are too much!! Oh!!!!!!"

"Am I dreaming!! Brother Chun, please pinch me!!!"