Online Dating Terminator

Fortunately, Min Duan reacted quickly, and after being stunned for a moment, he came back to his senses, and immediately raised his feet to chase the robber.

Panting, Fei Yang ran to the place where Min Duan was standing just now, dragged Min Duan's suitcase before turning into the alley.

The alley was between two buildings, and it was too crowded for two people to walk side by side. Fei Yang was dragging a suitcase, and he stumbled after him even more.

When they were found, the robber had already been held in a corner by Min Duan.

"Brother!" Fei Yang pushed the suitcase aside and ran over quickly, "Let's call the police."

"Well, the phone is in my pocket." Min Duan pressed the man with both hands, unable to take the phone, "You find it yourself."

The robber lying on the ground was panting heavily, his hair was wet with sweat, and it stuck to his face messily, looking dirty and messy.

Coupled with the sickly white complexion, it is really scary at first glance.

His chapped lips were still moving, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

Fei Yang glanced at him, took out his mobile phone from Minkou's pocket, and while calling the police, he searched for his own mobile phone on the robber.

"Where's my phone?" Fei Yang rummaged through the man's jacket pocket for a long time: "Did you throw it away?"

"At..." The man half-opened his eyes, took a deep look at Fei Yang, and said in a hoarse voice: "At the... flower bed at the intersection just now."

Fei Yang frowned, and muttered impatiently, "Hiding really fast."

Hearing the sound, Min Duan raised his chin towards the entrance of the alley: "Go find your phone first."

"Ah? Is this okay?" Fei Yang glanced at the robber on the ground again, "He doesn't have a knife on him, does he?"

Min Duan raised his eyebrows: "Can't you trust me?"

"I'm worried about you!" Fei Yang saw that his boyfriend was so ignorant, he turned around and ran out with a soft snort, wanting to go back quickly.

Just as his figure disappeared at the entrance of the alley, the person Min Duan was pressing on suddenly moved.

He laughed inexplicably, and said something dark and endless: "I met him last year."

Hearing this, Min Duan, who was watching Fei Yang out of the alley, was stunned for a moment, then turned to look down at the robber, squinting his eyes.

It seems to be looking at it.

"At that time, it was also you." The man looked up at Min Duan without fear, as if he had ground his teeth, and even his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "You scared him away, you broke me good thing."

"Huh?" Min Duan's brain circuit couldn't keep up with the robber, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

He could only hold his breath and wait quietly for his next words.

The man suddenly grinned, and his laughter had an eerie air, which was even more terrifying in this cool night: "The ones in front are not as cute as him, he is the cutest I have ever seen Little boy..."

Hearing this, Min Duan increased the strength in his hands, followed him with a sinister laugh, and said coldly, "That's none of your business."

The man seemed to be in some pain. After taking a deep breath, he gasped and said, "Such cuteness should be treasured..."

Min Duan snorted lightly, like looking at a lunatic, his eyes scanned him back and forth, and said perfunctorily: "That's not your turn, you should go to a prison first."

As soon as the words fell, a siren sounded from the entrance of the alley.

Fei Yang found his mobile phone and brought the police along: "Brother, I found it!"

"Yeah." Min Duan glanced at the robber in the corner, ready to hand him over to the police.

However, what the robber said just now was so strange that Min Duan couldn't help recalling it carefully.

He was distracted when he handed over the person to the police, as if he suddenly remembered something.

Just as he was thinking about telling the police that this person might be a fugitive wanted, Fei Yang suddenly yelled: "Brother!"

"Huh?" Min Duan paused for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he turned his head and saw an unknown liquid pouring towards him.

He subconsciously turned his head and closed his eyes, but some splashed on his left cheek.

The hot tingling sensation hit instantly, and even the nasal cavity was occupied by the irritation.

Min Duan frowned slightly, coughed a few times because of choking, and subconsciously wanted to wipe the liquid on his face with his fingertips, but Fei Yang suddenly held his hand down: "Damn it! Don't move! "

Fei Yang hastily took out the napkin and wiped his face.

The alley was pitch black, and only the intersections revealed some light.

With this faint light, Fei Yang could barely see that the napkin in his hand seemed to have wiped off an unknown red liquid.

Fei Yang groaned in fright.

He didn't know what Min Duan was sprayed on, he thought Min Duan's face was corroded and bloody, so he didn't dare to continue wiping for fear of rubbing off some flesh.

He stuttered even when he spoke: "What is this! It can't be that, sulfuric acid?!"

"What do you think?" The robber is now held tightly by the police, unable to break free, so he can only use his tongue quickly: "I wanted to use it on your face before."

"Get out of here!" Fei Yang was so angry that tears began to roll in his eyes, and he called 120 while cursing.

He even wanted to go up and kick the man twice, but was stopped by the police next to him.

After arriving at the hospital, Fei Yang managed to calm down and asked awkwardly, "Brother, do you feel pain?"

"Huh? It's okay." Seeing that the tip of his nose was red, Min Duan raised his hand to poke him: "What's the matter? Do you think I'm ugly?"

Fei Yang paused, and said truthfully, "A little bit."

Min Duan: "..."

"Little white-eyed wolf." Min Duan sneered, turned and entered the consulting room.

When Min Duan entered the room, Fei Yang pursed his lips, and began to sit up and down in the corridor, stop and go, and circle back and forth.

When Jiang Zheng came, he saw Fei Yang's face was pale, and he looked restless, as if he was overly frightened.

He was startled, thinking that something happened to Min Duan, he hurried forward and patted Fei Yang on the shoulder: "How is Brother Min Duan?"

Fei Yang was taken aback by the photograph, and stammered, "I, I, I... I don't know."

He recalled Min Duan's flushed side face just now, and immediately panicked: "My brother may be disfigured!"

These words frightened Jiang Zheng half to death, and he also stuttered: "What the hell?! Brother Min Duan is disfigured?!"

"But...possible? Just now I saw that his face was red." Fei Yang didn't know what was going on now, so he began to panic and make up some things, and said in a daze: "You said he If it's disfigured, then should I..."

"You don't want to leave your husband and run away, do you?!" Jiang Zheng suddenly remembered that Fei Yang was a face control.

"Bah!" Fei Yang was taken aback, and then slapped him on the head with his backhand: "You just ran away!"

After getting along, Fei Yang started to feel uneasy again, and continued the topic just now: "Do you think I should give him a skin graft or something?"

Jiang Zheng: "?"

"But his skin is so-so white! It's so white and tender..." Fei Yang recalled Min Duan's complexion, and then raised his hand to look at his arm, with an anxious expression on his face: "Can I do this? Skin grafts are usually Where should I choose? My arms don't seem to have a delicate face, what if it looks like a patch..."

I don't know if anxiety and naivety are contagious or what, Jiang Zheng also showed sadness, and patted his arm: "If it's really a patch, it will definitely not work, it's better to find a piece of pigskin and sew it on..."

"You only sew pigskin!" Fei Yang slapped him backhanded again, and said angrily, "Will you come up with an idea?"

"No, no, no." Jiang Zheng covered his head in grievance, and began to come up with bad ideas seriously: "Actually, I think there must be a delicate and smooth place on the human body, and it depends on whether you are willing to dedicate it."

As soon as the words fell, Fei Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, as if hope was rekindled, and he asked solemnly, "Where is where?"

Jiang Zheng paused, looked around, and after confirming that there was no one there, he whispered a few words softly and slowly in Fei Yang's ear: "Just... the ass."

Fei Yang: "..."

"Are you poisonous?" He came back to his senses and was shocked by Jiang Zheng's bad idea. After a moment of astonishment, he stared and cursed angrily, "Are you out of your mind?"

"What's the matter?" Jiang Zheng didn't think there was anything wrong with his bad idea at all. He could imagine that this is the smoothest part of human skin.

With a heavy snort, he seemed to be apologizing for Min Duan, and asked, "Don't you even want to dedicate your ass to your boyfriend?! It's not for you to tear your face! Are you reluctant to give up just a piece of butt skin?" ?!"

What kind of dedication is this? !

Fei Yang was taken aback by the picture he had made up in his brain, and felt that this bad idea was completely devoid of conscience!

Min Duan has such a beautiful face, how can he put such a thing on it!

unable!

But he still couldn't help thinking about the feasibility of Jiang Zheng's proposal.

Anyway, I'm going to have skin grafting, it's good to be able to plant it, why not choose? !

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, Fei Yang gradually came back to his senses, his face was as red as if he had just fished it out of a pot.

With a red face on his face, he muttered for a long time, but in the end he could only swear: "Crazy! Get out!"

Just after cursing, the door of the consulting room on the side was suddenly opened along with the sound of the door opening.

Min Duan walked out of the room calmly with a piece of gauze on his face.

When he saw Fei Yang's blushing face, he paused and asked, "What's wrong?"

"He," Jiang Zheng looked at Min Duan for a while, seeing that he didn't seem to have any serious problems, he felt instantly relieved, and subconsciously wanted to tell what happened just now: "He thought you were disfigured just now, and wanted to..."

"Fuck!" Fei Yang hurriedly covered his mouth, afraid that he would say the word "butt", and hurriedly retorted: "I don't want to! Don't talk nonsense! Get out!"

Jiang Zheng was woken up by Fei Yang's call at two o'clock in the morning, and now he was driven back. He felt like a dog who came and went when he was called.

He suddenly felt a little upset.

So after struggling to break free from Fei Yang's hand, he decided to let out the pent-up anger, and began to sow discord: "Brother Min Duan! Younger Yang is plotting to run away!"

Min Duan: "?"

Fei Yang: "???"

The instigator was not prepared to explain, and ran away quickly after provoking.

Putting down the sentence "You two should settle the score and settle the score, you should play your life" and disappeared without a trace.

Fei Yang and Min Duan were left staring blankly in place.

Embarrassment spread in the air like a cocoon, and the quieter the surroundings became, the more intense the atmosphere of embarrassment became.

The blush on Fei Yang's face gradually faded, his mind calmed down, and he hurriedly went to see Min Duan's injury: "Brother..."

"What?" Min Duan said expressionlessly, "You despise me?"

"I didn't!" Fei Yang paused with his hand outstretched in midair, and suddenly regretted calling Jiang Zheng over.

He didn't know how to explain it for a while, he couldn't say "we're discussing whether my ass is worthy of you", right?

After being coy for a while, he could only say dryly: "Don't listen to his nonsense, I don't despise you."

"Really?" Min Duan glanced at him, and walked past, blowing a gust of cool wind, without answering.

I don't know if Min Duan misunderstood, Fei Yang pursed his lips, followed quickly, coaxing him softly: "Brother, are you in a bad mood?"

After speaking, he suddenly realized that what he asked was nonsense.

Who will feel better after being disfigured?

After a pause, he could only change the subject and continue: "That... I really don't dislike you, I'm not a person who looks at faces at all!"

Fei Yang whispered, not forgetting to complain to Jiang Zheng: "He was upset when I woke him up, so he provoked discord, he is such a dog."

"Yeah." Min Duan nodded, his face looked calm, "I know."

Looking at the tight corners of his lips, Fei Yang knew that he was really in a bad mood.

But he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only quietly stuff his hand into Min Duan's.

After being quiet for a while, Fei Yang took a deep breath: "That...brother, don't be sad, there is still hope."

The words were endless, Min Duan didn't understand, so he glanced sideways at him, but didn't speak.

"Just... wouldn't it be disfigured?! What is a face?!" Fei Yang spoke righteously, as if he was not a member of the Appearance Association.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and solemnly said: "Big deal! I'll give you a skin graft!"

Min Duan paused: "Huh?"

He couldn't keep up with Fei Yang's jumping brain circuit, and after a pause for half a second, he asked in a daze, "How to Zhi?"

"Just..." Fei Yang's face turned red again, and he hesitated to speak.

On the other hand, Min Duan, after thinking for a while, thought that Fei Yang was comforting himself, and probably just said it casually, so he didn't take it to heart.

He was about to skip this topic, but Fei Yang was so excited that he suddenly popped out:

"I am willing to contribute the most precious, smoothest and most delicate place on my body..."

"Give you a skin graft!"

Min Duan: "...?"

The author has something to say: This may be another social death scene in Yang Zai’s life (doge

感谢在2021-02-2218:00:00~2021-02-2318:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Madam wrote be! 2 bottles; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!