Xianjun, he always wants to go back to the last days with me

When Xu Yang came back, he didn't notice anything strange about the atmosphere on the table. He squeezed to Nie Qiang's side and sat down, resting his elbows on Nie Qiang's thigh, raised his eyes and asked, "Why are you not talking?" , Blind date? Hurry up and drink."

As he spoke, he raised his wine glass, and the others secretly looked at Nie Qiang in unison.

Everyone thought of Nie Qiang's warning to them to keep Xu Yang a secret, shrank their necks, raised their glasses with stiff hands, and touched Xu Yang's wine glass.

"That's right." The wine glass was pushed forward by Xu Yang, making a crisp collision sound, and he raised his head to drink another glass.

"That...well, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Zhao Jinpeng picked up his clothes.

"Ah, yes, yes, I was with him." Zhang Junnan continued his words.

"No, there's still so much wine." Xu Yang pounced forward to catch them, his whole upper body sticking to Nie Qiang's thigh and writhing around.

Nie Qiang reached out to pick him up, "You're drunk."

Xu Yang was crunched and hugged by him, and dishonestly stretched out his hand from Nie Qiang's face to his chest, and let out a breath full of alcohol with a smile, "Nonsense! Your husband is amazing, ah, you can't wait." I want to go back to my room with me..."

"Pfft——" Du Xiaoan spurted a mouthful of wine from the side, "Old... Patriarch, brother Xu is very drunk, I know where his room is, I will take him back."

Nie Qiang lifted the man to stand up, scooped him up with his long hand, and greeted the people on the table, "I'll take him back first." Then he turned to Du Xiaoan and raised his chin, "Lead the way."

Along the way, Du Xiaoan watched Xu Yang twisting and twisting in Nie Qiang's arms, and would call on Nie Qiang's face from time to time, feeling frightened and worried about whether he would be able to see him tomorrow.

"That's... right here. Otherwise, Patriarch, you can rest well, and I'll take care of him? Alcoholics are the most troublesome." Du Xiaoan spoke boldly, and immediately changed his words when he met Nie Qiang's calm eyes, " Let me just say, come, ancestor, I will leave now..."

You can't blame me, brother, you've tried your best... Du Xiaoan said silently in his heart.

In the room, Nie Qiang threw the man wrapped around him like an octopus onto the bed, but was dragged down by his clothes.

He rested his hands on both sides of Xu Yang's head, and his long hair fell by his ears.

A coquettish smile appeared on Xu Yang's face, and he raised his hand to pick up a lock of Nie Qiang's hair, "Are you so impatient, baby, I can't do it today, I haven't prepared anything, I can't bear to let you hurt."

Nie Qiang's eyes were deep, and his fingers slowly wiped the line of his lips, "Today is not enough, I want you to remember every detail when you are awake."

Being trapped in his arms, Xu Yang felt uncomfortable again, and pushed him with a frown, "You are so heavy."

Nie Qiang looked at the drunk man who turned his face and refused to recognize anyone and turned to the side and shrank into a ball. He stood up and pulled his quilt, "Change your clothes and go to sleep."

The people under the quilt ignored him, and before Nie Qiang's fingers touched the quilt, there was a faint sobbing sound from below.

Nie Qiang squatted down beside the bed, looked at Xu Yang who only showed a face with tears in his eyes, "Why are you crying?"

"You...you were so close to me just now...you didn't even kiss me." Xu Yang hiccupped from crying.

Nie Qiang pushed back the quilt around his face, "I'm waiting for you to kiss me."

Xu Yang on the bed stopped crying and laughed again, "Really? Then come closer."

According to Nie Qiang's words, he moved his head closer, and there was a soft touch on his mouth, and he left as soon as he touched it.

Nie Qiang looked at the person who was rolling around in the quilt as happily as a child who ate candy, and asked, "Do you still dare to drink?"

Xu Yang showed a confused expression when he heard this, "Who are you talking to?"

"With someone crying and begging for mercy not long after."

......

After putting the drunk man to sleep, Nie Qiang walked out of the room, turned back into the night and found Sangdui.

"You mean Fu Zongyuan?" Hearing what Nie Qiang said, Sang Dui was a little surprised but not surprised. "He is still alive, don't worry, we didn't make him feel better."

He took Nie Qiang to the prison of the first base, passed through multiple security checks and went to the basement floor.

In the small room behind the iron bars, there was a man in a state of embarrassment curled up in the corner. His body was covered in blood, his whole body was so thin that only his bones remained, and there was a hideous wound on his chest.

"The power core was forcibly pulled out." Sang Dui said, but there was no sympathy on his face. "It wasn't us who did it, but the main fighters did it. It really deserves it."

"Battle faction?" Nie Qiang raised his eyebrows.

"It's a group of people on our side who advocate the extermination of zombies. They knew about the black dragon before and wanted Xu Yang to work for them, so they tied Xu Yang away. Fu Zongyuan's being able to mix with Xu Yang is also a delay. to their blessing."

Nie Qiang's eyes were full of coldness, he looked up at Fu Zongyuan inside, and raised his finger.

Then Sangtui saw the bolt of the alloy door newly developed by the Armed Forces Department of the research institute, which could not be opened even by bullets, snap open.

Sandy:  …

"Hmph, what do you guys want to do again? What? I haven't been here for a few days, what kind of stimulation did you get this time? Could it be that Xu Yang died? Hahahahahaha——" Fu Zongyuan couldn't even move, and his voice sounded sloppy Very strong.

"He's just a lunatic, it's useless to torture him, his mouth is as hard as a rock." Sandui said with a bit of gnashing of teeth.

Nie Qiang didn't speak, stepped into the cell, and glanced at Sang Dui, "It's better not to look at it."

It didn't take long for Sang Dui to know why Nie Qiang said this.

The heart-piercing cry continued for a long time on the bottom floor of the empty prison, and even those who heard it felt terrified. After a long time, there was finally no sound.

When Sang Dui came out of prison, his face was still pale. Even for Nie Qiang, he only had two words in his heart at this time: devil.Looking at the people around him, he still looked calm and calm, and he was dressed in black, which was a bit more sinister than the previous few times he saw him.Who would have thought that he would torture Fu Zongyuan like that just now without even touching him...

Now the person has gone crazy and is still lying in the cell.Sandui shuddered.

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When Xu Yang woke up, he had a severe headache from a hangover. Just as he opened his eyes, the hands on his waist tightened. The man's hoarse and magnetic voice rang close to his ears in the morning, "Are you awake?"

"En." Xu Yang responded subconsciously, and the messy memory fragments flooded into his mind, and his movements froze.

Turning around to face him in Nie Qiang's arms, he tentatively asked, "I can't even remember what happened last night. I shouldn't have done anything strange."

Nie Qiang tilted his head, seemed to think about it, and replied: "No." After speaking, he lowered his head and buried it on Xu Yang's shoulder.

Xu Yang felt relieved, stretched out his hand and pushed the head on the neck, "I don't need to tell Nie Qiang what happened yesterday, what do you think?"

"Why?" Nie Qiang didn't lift his head.

Xu Yang broke the person up, "Just treat it as a secret between me and you, how about it?" After speaking, he blinked his eyes.

Nie Qiang's eyes flashed a dark meaning, and he nodded expressionlessly.

"It's so good." Xu Yang was happy, he held Nie Qiang's face and kissed him heavily, and then got up to wash up quickly.

Nie Qiang leaned on the bed, waiting for the people inside to come out, he looked around, the style of the building was small and strange, filled with many gadgets he had never seen before, it looked inconspicuous, but when he thought of Zhang Chi’s gift to him, That thing called a mobile phone, even he has to admit that this world has its own magic.

Xu Yang came out with wet hair, holding a set of black clothes in his hand.

"Here, try this. I've wanted to see Nie Qiang wear it for a long time. You can try it." Xu Yang handed Nie Qiang his specially prepared combat uniform, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Nie Qiang stretched out his hand, took the clothes and pulled the man in front of him. His big palm was attached to his head, and a warm feeling spread to his scalp. Within a minute, his hair was dry.

Xu Yang turned around and urged him, "Okay, okay, quickly wear it for me to see."

Nie Qiang stood up and began to take off his clothes one by one, down to the inner garment. _Jiao caramel hall_

Xu Yang stared intently at his muscular lines and manly figure, and when he found Nie Qiang's hand stopped, he said dissatisfiedly: "Go on."

Nie Qiang raised his eyebrows calmly. Did this person get too carried away in front of the black dragon?Why is he not so presumptuous in front of himself.His eyes darkened, and he waved his hand.

Xu Yang felt a blur in front of his eyes, and Nie Qiang was standing in front of him in the next second, he pouted, "Why are you using spells?"

"It's so fast." Nie Qiang remained expressionless, thinking that pretending to be a black dragon would save too much effort.

"If Nie Qiang would want to take off his clothes in front of me every day, he would be a gangster." Xu Yang murmured, but still stared at Nie Qiang with amazement.

Different from the robes of the cultivation world, the black tight-fitting combat uniform was wrapped around him, making him appear wild, and his temperament was even more fierce. "You really look good in it! You are more suitable for black than Nie Qiang!"

Nie Qiang Ben Qiang with a blank face: I think you are blind.

"Knock knock." There was a knock on the door.

"Here we come." Xu Yang opened the door and took out a head. Du Xiaoan looked Xu Yang up and down, "Wow Brother Xu, can you get out of bed?" It shouldn't be, is the ancestor so... ...

Xu Yang gave him a brainstorm, "What are you talking about? Curse your brother?"

"It's okay, I'm talking nonsense..." Du Xiaoan walked into the room and saw Nie Qiang standing beside the bed with arms folded respectfully, "Old... old ancestor looks so good in this dress... …”

Xu Yang seemed to be praising him proudly, and he patted Du Xiaoan on the shoulder, "I have good eyesight, but this hair is too long to match, I'm thinking about shaving him..."

Du Xiaoan didn't know whether he was photographed by Xu Yang or frightened by his words, his smile was stiff, and a voice was squeezed out between his teeth, "You better keep your mouth shut."

Seeing that Xu Yang still wanted to talk, he quickly changed the topic, "Ah, yes, Sang Dui asked me to give it to you." He took out a point card.

Xu Yang took it over, "I'll thank him later." He twirled the black card around his fingertips and handed it to Nie Qiang.

"You take it. This is all our belongings. According to our rules, the passbook is held by the wife."

Du Xiaoan: ... No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't save this mouth.

Nie Qiang took the card, but his eyes suddenly turned somewhere, "There is something coming from the sky."

As soon as the words fell, the alarm in the base sounded, Xu Yang straightened his face, and distinguished the frequency of the alarm, "It's an air strike."

The author has something to say: Du Xiaoan: Who else can do better than Brother Xu?