Little Slag Rebirth

After getting off the plane, Sun Shaobin dialed Heda's number. Half a minute later, Sun Shaobin's brows furrowed—the phone was connected, but no one answered.After quickly filtering several possible situations in his mind, he strode out of the airport.

At this time, the phone was finally connected, and a noisy and chaotic voice came from the phone, vaguely mixed with a few gunshots. After hearing this, Sun Shaobin frowned even tighter, "Heda, I'm back."

"Erus, you're finally back!" Heda gasped with joy, "I miss you so much. Where's Mu Xiangqiu? Is he back?"

"No, he's still in the hospital. What happened? Where are you?" Sun Shaobin, who knew his character in an emergency, didn't spend energy on Heda's extraordinarily enthusiastic "missing" and asked for the main information directly.

"Hey, Capecchi's group has been very active these days..." Several loud gunshots came from the phone, and the Heda returned a few shots and quickly found a new bunker, low-pitched. Cursing and changing the magazine, Heda narrowed his eyes, "Erus, Capecchi's action is not accidental, I think Mrs. Rona already knows about Mu Xiangqiu's hospitalization."

"Maybe she did it this time?"

"I don't know, but I can't rule out the possibility, hmm...fuck!"

"Successful?" Hearing the muffled groan, Sun Shaobin knew that the situation was not optimistic, "I'll take someone to meet you right away, where are you?"

I checked the bullet hole in the ankle, there was only one, which is not a good sign - the bullet didn't go through, it got stuck in the bone.Heda cursed and sighed again, her marksmanship was still so fierce, "I'm hanging up the phone, don't come."

"Heda, is it Andrea?" There was no answer, Sun Shaobin's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he lowered his voice, "Heda, this is not between the two of you, nor is it just about Shangde and Ka The grievances between Peggy. Tell me, where are you?"

"...erus, Capecchi's decision is in my hands. Mu Xiangqiu agreed to it himself, you know."

"Trust me, Erus."

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Sun Shaobin had the urge to scold his mother for the first time.

And on Heda's side——

Throwing away the gun with an empty magazine, Heda smiled wryly. Although he promised Sun Shaobin, his current situation is really not very optimistic.

The gunshots became more and more intense, and a bullet even barely brushed against his neckline. The gray-eyed man was silent for a moment, as if he was making a certain decision.The moment he opened his eyes again, a cynical smile appeared on Heda's face again. He took a deep breath and shouted: "Andrea, temporarily truce, I have something to tell you!"

The red-haired woman on the opposite side pursed her lips, and gestured to the people on her side—the gunfire stopped suddenly, and for a while, only the wind blew across the wall full of bullet holes, bringing up waves of dust.

Heda raised his eyebrows. The cessation of gunfire did not make him look relaxed. A little bit of seriousness flashed in his gray eyes. He slowly left the bunker, exposing himself completely in front of others.The few remaining subordinates on Heda's side looked at each other, clenched the guns in their hands, but did not stop them.

Heda came to the red-haired woman limping with an injured leg, with a smile on her face as if the bullet stuck in her ankle did not exist, "Ann, long time no see, you are still so enthusiastic."

The woman's eyes were indifferent, "Are you finished, Heda?"

"Oh," Heda looked at her for a while, then suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, "You really don't show affection at all."

"For you, the most important thing is the family, isn't it?"

"Andrea." Heda seldom called her by that name. He always liked to call her "Ann," even though she had stopped responding to it a long time ago.

"Andrea Capezzi," said this name, in Heda's eyes, she will no longer be the woman dancing around the campfire, she is a member of the Capeczi family, nothing more, "if If you really put your family's interests first, you should know that what I said that day was correct."

"It's time to end all this. This farce under the banner of family grievances should really end."

"Not for me, and not for yourself."

Heda looked at the woman expressionlessly, her deep-lined eyebrows were sharp and oppressive, "Andrea, this is for your family."

"Have you finished, Heda?" After a suppressed silence, she still said these words.

As if hearing something funny, Heda couldn't help laughing and bent over, but the squinted gray eyes gradually overflowed with a sad liquid, which disappeared immediately when the wind blew.

Andrea, who was trained as Capecchi's heir, is excellent, whether it is firearms or close combat, not to mention that Heda injured her ankle, she has no chance of winning at all.When the red-haired woman bent her knees and fell to the ground, Heda broke at least two ribs and lost feeling in her right hand. He thought bitterly, fortunately he was left-handed.

The woman raised the dagger silently, and the cold light reflected in her eyes, which was chilling.

Heda stared fixedly at the woman's indifferent eyes, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled as coquettishly as when the two met for the first time, "Has anyone ever told you that you dance like you're dying in flames?" living elves."

The dagger fell, and the splashed red liquid wet her eyelashes.

No, the only one who said that was you.However, this is not important anymore.

The woman stood up, and the liquid on her eyelashes gradually cooled and solidified, like makeup that was painted on.

***

The consciousness is not fully awake yet, feeling the familiar breath around him, the boy habitually leans over and rubs against it.

The man smiled lowly, and patted the boy on the back lightly, "Are you awake, baby?"

A night's sleep did not fully recover the young man from the days of exhaustion, so he lowered his head again, and the young man replied in a daze, "I didn't wake up..."

"Well, then go on to sleep."

keep sleeping... sleep? ! ! !The memory of last night noticed that the master woke up from a deep sleep, jumped into his mind happily, and began to play it repeatedly, kissing, touching, touching, and so on. He was really conscientious and did not miss a single detail.

What a night of joy and confusion.

What the hell, he has no aftertaste, okay!

The teenager tragically discovered that after the due diligence replay of the small theater in his brain, all his nerves woke up and cheered instantly, and he was completely unable to continue to sleep peacefully.The helpless boy raised his head and tried to smile innocently, "Good morning, brother."

The man lightly kissed the young man's forehead, thought for a while and said, "Lian Xia, it's already noon."

The young man's heartbeat was racing because of this "good morning kiss", what to do? He is in a state where he can't look directly at his brother's handsome and perfect face! ! ......Huh?He seems to have heard something just now...

The boy stared wide-eyed, and Qingyue's voice was full of anger: "It's already noon?!"

The man rubbed his head, "Well, it seems that Lian Xia is exhausted."

Exhausted, exhausted, exhausted... The boy kept repeating these words in his mind, and at the same time, the small theater in his brain automatically matched what happened last night—he really needs to rest in this situation ?

Seeing the young man's eyes flashing red and the tips of his ears turning red, Mu Xiangqiu couldn't help but laugh. In fact, what he meant was that the young man hadn't been able to rest well in the past few days, but... well, plus last night, Lian Xia Really exhausted.

If it's noon now, it means..."Uncle Qin has come?"

"Uncle Qin came to deliver breakfast," the man pointed to the thermal rice cooker on the table beside him, and asked, "Do you want to eat, Lianxia?"

Uncle Qin saw that he was hugging his brother and sleeping soundly, the boy now only hoped that he didn't drool when he fell asleep - otherwise he would be really ashamed and humiliated!

The boy lifted the quilt and was stunned for two seconds, "Brother, where are my clothes?"

The man pulled out a bunch of things calmly, and the boy took it—who will tell him why his shirt is full of dried up... Cough, what.

The juvenile's royal blue silk shirt was stained with messy traces, and the visual effect was particularly vivid. It seemed that one could imagine how chaotic and sensational it was at that time.Mu Lianxia couldn't help thinking, why did she wear blue? Could it be white, at least it wouldn't be so conspicuous... Well, that's not the point——

"Brother," the boy held the ravaged shirt with two fingers, "what's going on?"

The man replied solemnly: "Slowly."

"what?"

"Didn't see a tissue." So use this instead.

After taking a few deep breaths, the boy said, "You can't use this..."

The man raised his eyebrows, "This is very comfortable." Silk.

I made up my mind about the smooth and cool touch of silk... The boy was embarrassed, because what the man said was true-the touch of silk was first-rate.

"Then what should I wear?" He really didn't have the courage to wear this shirt.

The man pointed to the closet, "Uncle Qin brought you a change of clothes."

Mu Lianxia: "..." Uncle Qin, I love you~~

As for this one, the corner of the man's mouth twitched into a slight arc. There is always something to remember the first time, isn't it?

"Lianxia."

The boy who was drinking porridge put down his spoon, "Huh?"

"Don't do this again."

The boy looked puzzled.

"Uncle Qin told me about the operation."

"Eh..." The boy looked away guiltily.

Mu Xiangqiu held the boy's hand, "Don't take risks for me."

"Lianxia, ​​I can't bear that you are in danger because of me."

The man's palm was warm and dry. The boy smiled and shook it firmly, "Brother, do you still remember how you answered when I asked you why you came back?"

"You said, you can't afford to lose."

"Brother, I can't afford to lose."

The cell phone rang suddenly, interrupting the two people's staring. As soon as the boy pressed the call button, Sun Shaobin asked eagerly: "Lianxia, ​​is Mu Xiangqiu awake?"

"Brother woke up, what happened? Wait, tell brother."

After receiving the mobile phone from the young man, the man listened to Sun Shaobin silently, "I understand, don't worry, everything is going according to the original plan, and I will be there tomorrow."

Seeing the man hang up the phone, the teenager asked worriedly: "Brother, your leg injury is still not healed, do you have to go back right away?"

The man smiled, "Lian Xia is concerned about me."

Knowing that the man was changing the subject, the boy sighed helplessly, and walked over to give his elder brother a hug, "Then you must be careful."

Yes, for you.

"Lianxia, ​​don't think about some things after they have passed, and leave them all to brother, okay?"

The boy lowered his eyes and nodded silently.

The man tightened his embrace, and the dark and unclear colors flashed across his eyes, all of which were handed over to him, including that person.

The author has something to say:

[The Versatility of Silk]:

Sun Shaobin: "Lianxia, ​​after this chapter, what new views do you have on silk?"

Xiao Zha: "..."

Eldest brother: "Lianxia means very comfortable."

Sun Shaobin: "Then which part of the human body do you think can get the best enjoyment?"

Xiao Zha: "..."

Big brother [laughs without speaking]

A certain white: "Little slag, why don't you always answer questions in the small theater in the last few chapters?"

Xiao Zha: "How do I answer your sister's question?! Do you want me to say 'silk is a good helper for masturbation'!"

Sun Shaobin [takes a pen to record]: "So that's how it is."