Highly toxic

"No need." Jiang Mu said coldly, "Now you can leave, come to me after you find the dumpling briquettes, otherwise, as you said, never appear in front of my eyes."

Geng Yan didn't speak. He picked up the bag of medicine that Jiang Mu put on the bed, took out the two medicine boxes inside, looked at it, and then said seriously, "This one hasn't been opened yet, don't you want to take it? I see The description above is..."

"I'll eat after you leave." Jiang Mu interrupted Geng Yan. He hadn't rested for a few days. He was so sleepy right now that he wanted to fall asleep, but there was such an indeterminate time bomb dangling in front of his eyes. , he dared not even close his eyes.

"I'll go get you a glass of water."

After saying that, Geng Yan turned and left the bedroom. After a while, his voice came from outside, "Your water bottle is out of water, I'll burn some for you."

"..."

Jiang Mu was tired of talking nonsense to the man outside.

Geng Yan put water in the electric teapot, plugged it in, and checked Jiang Mu's refrigerator by the way.

Bread and vegetables, two boxes of fatty tofu, and a small bag of straw mushrooms, although they look ugly, are neatly arranged, just like this kitchen, although the space is small, it is clean and tidy, and it looks very lively.

It looks like someone who knows how to live...

Although Geng Yan doesn't have to find a spouse who is diligent and thrifty, after all, if he follows his words, life doesn't have to deal with firewood, rice, oil and salt, but if the other half can be full of family atmosphere, it can always strongly touch a certain person deep in his heart. It gave him a kind of home-like, stable and down-to-earth feeling.

Unrestrained, wandering life, he has been tired since he was a teenager.

Just when Geng Yan was seriously thinking about the next development between himself and Jiang Mu, Jiang Mu's exclamation came from the bedroom.

Geng Yan turned around and rushed to the bedroom. At this moment, Jiang Mu also limped out and ran into Geng Yan's arms.

Geng Yan took advantage of the situation and hugged Jiang Mu's waist.

"What's wrong?" Geng Yan asked hastily.

Jiang Mu leaned his face under Geng Yan's neck, trembling all over, and tremblingly said, "Ghost...ghost, light is shining on the window, face...ghost..."

Geng Yan looked up, and sure enough, he saw a grimace with a blue light on the window, it was indeed quite creepy at first glance, especially in the middle of the night.

Geng Yan didn't expect that old Zhang to be so ruthless.

Geng Yan patted Jiang Mu on the back, reluctantly let go of him, then turned around and walked quickly towards the window.

Jiang Mu hid behind the door frame, poked out his pale face, and watched Geng Yan walking towards the window in horror.

Geng Yan pulled open the window, stretched out his hand and tore off the grimace hanging from the window on the upper floor to the mid-air outside the window on this floor by a string.

"Look, it was drawn." Geng Yan turned around and held the crumpled A4 paper, comforting Jiang Mu, "The ghost face was drawn with a highlighter, and it was just hung outside with a string."

Jiang Mu walked into the room in shock, took the paper in Geng Yan's hand and spread it out for a closer look.

Geng Yan put his hands in his pockets, looked at Jiang Mu's fair and handsome face, and thought of the hug that threw himself into his arms just now, his heart felt extremely comfortable.

"So the person you bought is Lao Zhang upstairs?" Jiang Mu suddenly raised his head and questioned Geng Yan, his face was full of anger instead of the previous fear.

Geng Yan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he acquiesced in front of Jiang Mu that he was the culprit of this "haunting".

This hero who saves the United States will definitely not be able to do it.

"Anyway, anyway, I just helped you solve the problem, didn't I?" Geng Yan's eyes wandered, but he said confidently with a guilty conscience, "You said that if you obediently listened to me early in the morning, would there be so many things in the future?"

"You still want to put the blame on me, don't you?"

"I'm too lazy to argue with you." Geng Yan snorted coldly, turned and walked towards the kitchen, "I'll go see if the water is ready."

The more Jiang Mu thought about it, the more angry he became, but thinking that he had no chance of winning any dispute with Geng Yan, he turned to the window and poked his head out of the window frame. He turned his head to the upper floor, which was where Lao Zhang lived. Loudly shouted from the bedroom window on the first floor, "Old Zhang, you scare me again, and I will send you to prison for dinner!"

Lao Zhang didn't know that Geng Yan was in Jiang Mu's room at the moment, and he was holding the hanging wire with his grimace ripped off, thinking about what was going on by the window blankly, when he heard Jiang Mu's roar coming from the window, Suddenly trembling with fright, he hastily closed the window.

Hearing the sound of closing the window upstairs, Jiang Mu knew that Lao Zhang had heard his words, so he gave up and shrank back.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Mu thought of his mobile phone that was kicked under the bed by Geng Yan, and felt a burst of anger in his heart.

In order to retrieve the mobile phone, Jiang Mu knelt on a shoe on the ground again, his upper body was almost lying on his stomach, and he tilted his head to look at the bottom of the bed.

The three sides of the bed were covered by the hanging sheet cloth, which made the light under the bed very dim. Jiang Mu had to put his head under the bed, and fumbled desperately under the bed with one hand.

Geng Yan saw this scene as soon as he entered the bedroom with a glass of water. Jiang Mu's head was arched under the bed, and a small piece of smooth, fat-like skin was exposed under his thin and flexible waist. The arc is straight and warped, through the dark fabric of the trousers, one can feel a warm and rippling temptation...

Geng Yan's Adam's apple squirmed hotly, and he suddenly had the urge to untie his belt on the spot.

Geng Yan coughed twice, suppressing the restlessness in his heart, and said lightly, "What are you looking for?"

Jiang Mu's angry voice came from under the bed, "It's not because you kicked my phone down here."

Geng Yan looked at Jiang Mu's buttocks that twisted slightly with the movement of his upper body from side to side, and felt a pain in his lower abdomen.

This fucking is even more deadly than deliberate seduction!

Geng Yan put the water glass in his hand on the bedside table, bent over to catch Jiang Mu's narrow waist with both hands, and directly lifted him from the ground to stand up.

"Let me do it." Geng Yan said while wiping his sleeves, "This broken bed is only so big, how much space can there be under the bed, and you still have to work so hard to find it."

"..."

Geng Yan knelt on the ground with one knee, and stretched out his hand to lift up the bed sheet hanging by the side of the bed. Because he was taller than Jiang Mu, Geng Yan had to press his body lower, but he didn't want to get his head under the bed like Jiang Mu did. Just put one arm under the bed, groping like sweeping.

The posture is similar to Jiang Mu's before, but the muscles from the shoulders to the waist are tense. The slim black shirt easily depicts Geng Yan's perfect body shape with wide shoulders and narrow waist. Jiang Mu can see the muscles between Geng Yan's thighs stretching the trousers Tight, well-proportioned muscle lines, no trace of fat can be seen at all, and every inch is full of strength.

Jiang Mu subconsciously looked down at his thigh, stretched out his hand to pinch it, and finally pursed his lips with an ugly face, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable. .

Although there is no fat, but it seems that there is no muscle...

"Fuck!" Geng Yan couldn't touch the phone, and cursed angrily, "Did you drop your phone under the bed?"

"Didn't you kick it?" Jiang Mu said angrily, "Don't you know?"

At this time, Jiang Mu suddenly saw a corner of the mobile phone under the curtain on the other side of the bed.

Jiang Mu quickly walked over to check, and found that it was indeed his mobile phone. Only then did he realize that when Geng Yan kicked the mobile phone, the mobile phone ran directly along the smooth floor through the bottom of the bed and ran under the curtain on the other side.

Jiang Mu picked up the phone and put it in his pocket without anyone noticing it, then sat on the side of the bed and began to take medicine, while Geng Yan continued to lie on the side of the bed and grope.

In a hurry, Geng Yan got his head under the bed, took his mobile phone to the light, but still couldn't find Jiang Mu's mobile phone.

Geng Yan stood up, adjusting his clothes with an irritable expression.

Jiang Mu mopped the floor of the bedroom every two days, and the bottom of the bed didn't fall down, so it was very clean. There was no dust on Geng Yan's body, but he looked very embarrassed.

Jiang Mu muttered as if discouraged, "You're still laughing at me, I'm not the same."

"..."

Not only was Geng Yan not angry, but his heart was warmed by Jiang Mu's stubborn and arrogant appearance.

He doesn't seem to hate this guy talking back to himself very much now.

I used to be cowardly and cold towards myself, but now...

This can be regarded as progress.

"There's nothing under the bed at all." Geng Yan called Jiang Mu with his mobile phone while talking.

When the electric bell rang in his pocket, Jiang Mu's expression changed a few times.

"You're kidding me, right?" Geng Yan smiled, "Is it fun?"

Jiang Mu's heart broke, and he blurted out, "It's fun."

Geng Yan was laughed out of anger, the little anger in his heart disappeared immediately.

Before leaving, Geng Yan said to Jiang Mu seriously, "I won't do anything to make you hate again, definitely not."

Jiang Mu replied numbly, "You can just tell yourself."

The next morning, while Jiang Mu was still washing, the apartment doorbell rang.

It was Tang Qingran.

As soon as he opened the door, Tang Qingran shook the breakfast in his hand, smiled and said to Jiang Mu, "I just packed it from the breakfast shop, and it's still hot."

Jiang Mu was flattered, "Brother Tang, you are too polite, in fact, I can just make something at home."

Tang Qingran walked in with breakfast in hand, and said gently, "Your feet, if you can rest, you should rest more."

"It's okay, my apartment is small, and I can't walk around a few steps."

Tang Qingran put the breakfast on the table, and Jiang Mu hurried to the bathroom to rinse off the toothpaste foam on his mouth.

"Brother Tang is like this, I...I don't know how to repay it." Jiang Mu sat down at the dining table, and said a little embarrassedly, "When my foot injury recovers, I will treat Brother Tang to dinner."

Tang Qingran nodded with a smile, "Then I will write it down."

Downstairs of Jiang Mu's apartment, Geng Yan lingered at the entrance with breakfast for a long time, and finally turned around and returned to the car.

Geng Yan was only one step slower than Tang Qingran. His driver had just stopped the car, and before he had time to get out of the car, he saw Tang Qingran walking into Jiang Mu's apartment building with a bag of breakfast through the car window not far away.

"Go directly to the company." Geng Yan said to the driver.

He is not in a hurry to act at this moment.

For the next two months, he has plenty of time.