Today's Shura field is also very lively

Chen Qi walked along the road with the man beside him expressionless.

The man beside him looked at him from the corner of his eye from time to time, and there seemed to be some shyness in his eyes.

The side face of the black-haired young man has a smooth jaw, as if it had been meticulously carved. The half-drooped eyelashes slightly cover the pupils of the eyes, the thin lips are slightly pursed, and the bright mottled light spots fall on the small mole on the tip of the nose. It's heart-wrenching.

Yan Huan had never thought before that there would be a boy whose eyebrows and eyes grew to his heart, as if every inch was tailored to his heart.

The man who has been moody and arrogant since he was young thought ecstatically, he is so pretty.

And Chen Xi, who was beside him, was speechless thinking, what kind of medicine did this thing take wrongly.

Staring at him like a frizzy boy in adolescence, his eyes were erratic and he didn't dare to look at him.

In her previous life, when Yan Huan saw him two years ago, she always had an expressionless and world-weary face. Every time she approached him, she would frown as if she was enduring something, and never set her eyes on him.

Even when the two behind kissed, Yan Huan had to sit on the sofa, two pillows away from him, and earnestly agreed with him in three chapters to emphasize that Chen Xi must not open his eyes when they kissed.

Not only could I not open my eyes, I couldn't touch around, and I couldn't make a sound.

But to be honest, Yan Huan's kissing skills in her previous life were really bad.

The kind that sucks at home.

All he knows is that he is savagely rampaging with instinct, full of desire to control.

Chen Xi glanced delicately at the lips of the man beside him.

Once, Yan Huan kissed him so badly that he could only whimper softly from his throat in pain. The man pinched his waist, but he didn't seem to notice.

When he was in pain, he could only helplessly open his black eyelashes wet with tears, and looked at Yan Huan with a slight frown.

Yan Huan, who was opposite him, froze, with his hands still on his waist, but subconsciously closed his eyes, and said coldly, "Why did you open your eyes?"

Chen Qi was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice, "It hurts."

Kiss sucks, really.

Chen Qi felt that even if he put a handful of rice on the keyboard, he would kiss a chicken better than him.

He lowered his eyes, and subconsciously opened his eyes without seeing the man hear the pain.

The man's eyes fell on the lips of the person in front of him, with a little annoyance.

At that time, Chen Qi guessed that the opening of his eyes this time made Yan Huan angry, so Yan Huan didn't come to him for two whole weeks.

Chen Qi withdrew his gaze, thinking that if Yan Huan's kissing skills are still so bad in this life, he really doesn't know how much his Bai Yueguang will suffer.

Sensing the young man's gaze resting on her body, Yan Huan was a little nervous, her fingertips rubbed unconsciously, her heart beating violently.

He plucked up his courage, tilted his head slightly, expecting to meet the young man's gaze, but he didn't expect that the young man had already withdrawn his gaze.

He was a little disappointed, but he still said cautiously to the young man, "Your name is Chen Qi, right?"

Qin Shao kept his eyes on Yan Huan beside him, and when he saw his voice, the expressionless Qin Shao immediately said coldly: "Yes."

Yan Huan waited intently for the young man's answer, but he didn't expect to get Qin Shao's cold "Yes", which made his heart sway.

And no matter what Yan Huan asked next, Qin Shao would answer quickly and vigilantly, never letting Chen Qi say a word to the man beside him.

Even when the three of them reached the intersection and waited for the passing traffic, Qin Shao raised his chin slightly and said seriously to Chen Xi, "Come here."

Chen Qi walked to Qin Shao's side without hesitation, leaving the two men walking side by side, arms next to each other.

Yan Huan: "..."

Suddenly, I felt that there was no reason why Qin and Yan had been fighting against each other for so long.

After Qin Shao uttered his voice, he said to Yan Huan lightly, "This child is afraid of being born, please take care of Mr. Yan."

Yan Huan gritted her teeth and said, "Boss Qin is too worried. How can I say that Chen Qi is my junior, so why would I be so mean?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "student".

However, Qin Shao turned a deaf ear to it, and he turned his head slightly to look at the young man beside him obediently, feeling relieved.

The place where University A started the school celebration speech ceremony is located in the Performing Arts Center next to Chongming Building.

When the three of them walked to the performing arts center, it was already full of people.

Qin Shao and Yan Huan both had VIP seats in the front row specially arranged by the school, with nameplates on them. No matter the view or the lighting, they were excellent seats.

The performing arts center can accommodate hundreds of people, and the locations are divided according to the colleges, and Chen Qi's college happens to be in the back row.

When Chen Qi walked to the back door with them, he turned his head to Qin Shao consciously and said, "Boss Qin, I'm going to the back."

Qin Shao felt a little regretful when he heard the words, but he still nodded.Just as Yan Huan was about to say something, Qin Shao deliberately interrupted, "Boss Yan, let's go."

Yan Huan: ...

Chen Qi pretended not to see Yan Huan's gloomy expression, but obediently waved to Qin Heng.

Yan Huan quickly raised her hand and waved earnestly to the young man opposite.

Qin Shao who just wanted to raise his hand: ...

Just grab it, right?

Yan Huan, who had successfully interacted with the young man, was in a better mood. Looking at the thin back of the young man who turned and walked towards him, his smiling expression slowly faded, and he returned to his moody appearance.

He has unruly eyebrows and oppressive aura around him, and a pair of dark eyes stared at the indifferent and restrained man beside him with masculine hostility.

Unmoved, Qin Shao raised his legs and walked towards his seat.

But unfortunately, his and Yan Huan's seats happened to be next to each other.

When the two of them saw the seating arrangement, their first thought was that it was bad luck.

Fortunately, not long after sitting down, the lights on the stage dimmed slightly. The seats in the front row came one after another, and the students in the back row also showed up one after another. The staff in the audience were busy adjusting the equipment nervously.

The two people sitting in the VIP seats in the front row had outstanding masculinity, their suits and leather shoes were tall and handsome, and they were extremely eye-catching.

Yan Huan crossed her legs, with a cold expression, she sat casually on the seat, her long legs wrapped in a well-tailored black suit.

The breath around him unconsciously exudes oppression.

At first glance, he looked like an extremely noble and arrogant son of heaven.

Qin Shao looked indifferent, with his hands crossed on his belly, the expensive foggy blue watch on his wrist glowed coldly, and his whole body was calm and indifferent.

The staff in the audience adjusted the microphone equipment, and there were bursts of piercing echoes, which were mixed with the movements of the students who came to the scene one after another behind them.

The seats were gradually filled with people, the voices gradually became quieter, and the venue gradually became quiet.

Suddenly, Qin Shao felt that someone tapped his shoulders with his fingers a few times. He turned his head slightly, only to find that Chen Qi was squatting behind him, half of his face was covered by the back of the chair, only half of his head and a pair of water were exposed. Bright eyes.

The young man's black hair was a little messy, and his forehead was a little sweaty.

Seeing Qin Shao turning his head, Chen Qi tilted his head slightly, his pupils were bent, and the bright black pupils seemed to be immersed in water.He stretched out his palm and handed it to Qin Shao.

Qin Shao looked down and saw a few toffee lying quietly on the palm in front of him. The young man shook his palm slightly and smiled at him.

Qin Shao froze for a moment, and heard the young man bend his eyes and whisper to him in a low voice: "Hypoglycemia."

Qin Shao had some hypoglycemia in his early years because of his heavy work intensity. Chen Qi should have heard Qin Heng mention it.

Qin Shao's eyes softened, and the eyes of the young man in front of him were shining brightly. The black hair on his forehead was a little messy, and his eyebrows and eyes were vivid. He smiled at him while shaking the toffee in his hand.

Qin Shao stretched out his hand, picked up the toffee, and nodded towards the young man with the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

Hearing the movement, Yan Huan turned his head. He watched the black-haired young man hunched all the way, cautiously came behind Qin Shao, squatted down, stretched out his hand towards Qin Shao with bright eyes, and there were a few toffees lying on the palm of his hand.

Yan Huan clenched her hands and tightened her jaw, her whole body was gloomy.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the youth is full of the man in front of him.

He even hurried out to buy candy for Qin Heng.

But an inexplicable grievance rushed to his heart in an instant, and he lowered his eyes.

Obviously he has no right to be wronged, but he still has an illusion.

It seems that the person who has always been favored by the youth is Yan Huan, not other messy people.

The heart was crushed by sourness bit by bit, almost suffocating.

Qin Shao grabbed a few candies on the young man's palm, stretched out his hand and stroked the young man's head with affection.

The young man tilted his head, blinked his curved eyes, and touched the little mole on the tip of his nose in embarrassment.

Chen Qi bowed his back, and when he was about to leave, he didn't expect that his sleeve was pulled by a small force.

He looked up and found that Yan Huan, who was sitting beside Qin Shao, was pursing his lips, and stretched out his hand carefully to pull his sleeve.

Chen Qi looked at him expressionlessly.

The man in front of him pursed his lips slightly, raised his eyes and looked at him cautiously. Under the dim light, this man with fierce eyebrows and eyes whispered dryly to him: "I want it too."

Yan Huan pretended not to see Qin Shao's surprised eyes beside him, but stubbornly and silently grabbed the young man's sleeve, and repeated in a small voice: "That candy."

He, Yan Huan, not only has hypoglycemia, but also has a disease that makes him prone to sudden death if he doesn't get this sugar today.

The students in the back row were already looking at them, and even the people in the same row couldn't help but look at them. Seeing that the congratulatory speech was about to begin, Chen Qi grabbed a large handful of toffee from his pocket with a dark face and threw it. The man gritted his teeth: "I can't kill you."

Yan Huan quickly grasped a large handful of toffee that was thrown over her, and couldn't help but bend her eyes, her heart trembled and became sweet.

After throwing the candies, Chen Qimao hurried to his seat in the back row.

At this time, the lights on the stage suddenly turned on, the high-spirited voice of the host came from the surrounding speakers, and the sonorous and powerful tone of the host echoed in the center of Nuoda.

Yan Huan sat on the VIP seat, slowly opened her hands, slowly counted the toffee on hand, and deliberately lowered her voice: "Six, seven..."

At the end of the count, he intentionally surprised and said, "Why are there so many candies?"

Qin Shao was expressionless.

With complacency in Yan Huan's eyes, she tilted her head pretending to be unintentionally curious and asked leisurely, "How many candies did Boss Qin get?"

Qin Shao kept a cold face and said nothing.

I saw Yan Huan, surrounded by the high-spirited voice of the host, still trying her best to speak, making her voice clear and audible.

The man who was trying to speak seemed distressed and said, "There's too much Qiqi, I can't even fit it in my pocket."

Qin Shao ignored him, but sneered and moved his lips a few times.

The mouth shape is exactly the same as Chen Xi's words.

I can't kill you.