Dressed as a high-risk occupation

Perhaps it was because he was so terribly burned that he passed out and ignored people for a few days. After wearing it back, Jiang Wen'an found that Shen Yan was extremely clingy to him, even more than when he was a child, almost inseparable.

Jiang Wen'an knew that he might be afraid, or it might be because he just came to a new place and didn't get used to it, so he indulged him quite a bit.

In addition, Xiaoxiong only occasionally came back to take a shower to get something and left these few days. It was quite polite to leave enough worlds for the two of them, and the two hung around unceremoniously for two days.

After returning to modern times, Jiang Wen'an felt at ease. Although his previous body was his own, he always felt that something was missing. After measuring his height, he found that the two centimeters had grown back, 1.8 meters, no more, no less. He was very happy.

Although the difference between 1.7 meters and 1.8 meters is only two centimeters, it is also a different kind of obsession for boys. In short, Jiang Wen'an is at ease.

On a whim, he tiptoed to look at the measuring stick in front of Shen Yan, which was 1.8 meters eight.

Jiang Wen'an: "..."

He instantly felt that his 1.8 meters was not good.

With loose clothes in his arms, he walked into the bathroom, Shen Yan followed suit, but the current situation was different from the previous two days, Jiang Wen'an propped up his arms to block him out.

Shen Yan frowned slightly: "Sir?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his head was lightly tapped. The eight centimeters difference in height caused Jiang Wenan to lift a piece of his clothes when he raised his hand, revealing half of his white waist.

In the past two days, the skin that was often tense under his offensive still bears the traces of being pinched out, looming.

Shen Yan's eyes were dazzled, and he was stunned for a few seconds before slightly lifting his eyelids, "Huh?"

Jiang Wen'an pressed against the door, "Go out and call brother later."

He is about to be a senior, and the age difference between the two of them here is not that big, they are only three years old, so calling him brother is just right.

"Understood." Shen Yan responded obediently, but the short hair and drooping eyelids did not make him look obedient, but there was a kind of seductive meaning in his voice, which was not perfunctory, but made people feel that he was not A person who listens easily.

Jiang Wen'an originally wanted to give him a smooth haircut, but he accidentally cut it short.

Just as he was thinking, he saw Shen Yan's throat rolling, and at the same time his eyes slid upwards, he called out in a low voice: "Brother."

Jiang Wen'an: "..."

Immediately afterwards, there was a "bang", and the tip of Shen Yan's tall nose almost touched the door panel.

Jiang Wen'an's muffled voice came: "I'll wash first."

"gentlemen."

Shen Yan thought he was shy, after all, he also liked to yell like this when they were lingering, and every time he yelled, his reaction would be a little bigger than usual, which made him want to yell a few more times.

Or is it too funny?

Thinking of this, Shen Yan raised his hand, curled his fingers, and knocked twice on the door with his knuckles, "Sir, let me go in and wash together."

Jiang Wen'an: "No."

His fingers paused, and Shen Yan spread his palms against the door. Jiang Wen'an's voice was so close that one could imagine that he was leaning against the door with his back at the moment. The door of the dormitory was not very stable, and the people inside were talking. It will vibrate slightly, and the palm of the hand can feel it very clearly.

Shen Yan was a little confused: "Why?"

Obviously they were together two days ago.

This time, Jiang Wen'an was unwilling no matter what. He refused to speak at first, but he couldn't bear the perseverance of the people outside the door, as if he would never give up unless he asked.

"We can't mess around anymore today." He mumbled something.

At this moment, Shen Yan's whole face was also pressed against the door panel, so he could hear clearly. The slightly upturned end sound was separated by a layer of door panel, and after being weakened, it brushed past the pinnae. It obviously didn't have Jiang Wen'an's breath, but it came out for no reason. Make him feel a little itchy.

He pinched his earlobe subconsciously, "Huh?"

Jiang Wen'an seemed a little agitated. Anyway, the door panel was heaved, like a broken can. He complained, "It still hurts."

As if he was afraid that people outside the door would not hear him, he said loudly: "I said it hurts, it hurts!"

Shen Yan was silent for a moment.

He applied the ointment every time, but he couldn't help that the two of them were still young and hot-blooded. When they touched each other, it was like a fire was lit in their hearts.

The small bed in the dormitory was surprisingly stable, but Jiang Wen'an couldn't bear it.

When it's cool, it's really cool, and when it hurts, it's really painful, bloated, sour, and hot.

After a while, Shen Yan said silently: "Then I'll go in and have a look, and do nothing."

Jiang Wen'an: "...do you think I believe it?"

He seemed to have made up his mind, and he slapped the door with his palm. The person with his face against the door was startled, and straightened up quickly. Hearing Jiang Wen'an's voice, he felt that he was far away, and he should have walked away.

Shen Yan had no choice but to give up and honestly waited outside.

He hasn't been out with Jiang Wen'an these few days, and today Jiang Wen'an happened to have something to leave the dormitory, so he decided to take him out for a stroll, so he prepared a set of clothes for him.

At this time, it was neatly folded and placed on the desk.

Shen Yan originally planned to pick it up to have a look, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Wen'an's cell phone on the table, so he turned his jade-like long fingers and picked up the "strange brick".

When Jiang Wen'an was with him, he didn't play with his mobile phone very much. Shen Yan only heard him say that it is a versatile baby. One of the most important functions is to send messages through the air. When sending messages to Xiao Xiong, he even demonstrated it to him. .

Has anyone sent a letter to Mr.

He glanced curiously and found that there were indeed two strings of words on it.

He couldn't understand the string above: Squirrel.

But he could see the following string clearly: Senior, when are you coming over?think……

Thinking what?

I can't see the following words.

Shen Yan's eyes darkened, and he swiped down the screen with his cold fingertips, imitating Jiang Wen'an's movements.

Jiang Wen'an didn't avoid him when he was unlocking, these operations were not difficult, he could basically just read it once, Shen Yan unlocked it smoothly, and opened the green icon with a blank expression.

The message from Squirrel was fully displayed, it said: I want to eat Dongyuan's sweet and sour pork ribs, I'll treat my senior to eat.It is a note to thank the senior.

Dongyuan?Senior?notes?

Shen Yan didn't understand, but he could probably guess that this person wanted to ask her husband out.

Fortunately, the husband agreed to bring him, otherwise...

After waiting for a while, he saw another message pop up. It was a small person holding something with "Be careful" written on his head. He tilted his head and looked at it for a while, feeling a little angry for no reason.

He started to fiddle with this "brick", and he didn't know where to press it. He saw a lot of villains, and his fingers rolled down. He poked it, and it was sent out.

So Shen Yan began to pick and choose, and sent out those who beat people and beat villains one by one.

The other party sent a character "?", Shen Yan couldn't understand it, ignored it, and continued to lower his head to choose the villain that fit his mood.

When Jiang Wen'an came out, he saw such a scene. The tall man had a serious face, but he was holding his mobile phone in both hands like a primary school student, poking his head down desperately.

"what are you doing?"

He stopped only when he heard the sound, glanced at Jiang Wen'an, and frankly raised the screen in front of him.

"There is a strange person who writes things that I can't understand."

The purpose of entry was a screen full of emoticons, all of which were beatings and violent beatings. The last one was a little yellow chicken carrying another little yellow chicken that vomited blood and beating violently. Jiang Wenan couldn't help but laugh.

He took the phone and looked at it, only to find that he had scrolled through more than a dozen pages, occasionally mixed with "???" and "..." from the other party

Turned to the top to see the information from the student.

He was thinking about how this person had offended Shen Yan, and his eyes fell on the emoji of that villain holding a heart.

Shen Yan said abruptly: "Mr. has my heart, so don't ask for someone else's."

"You understand again?" Jiang Wen'an looked at him with raised eyebrows, casually pressed the delete button, and the emoji disappeared in the next second.

"Look, it's gone."

He urged Shen Yan to take a bath, and typed on the phone: "My kids are messing around."

He cut out to reply to the message sent by his mother, and explained a few words to a junior sister.

When I switched out again, I found that the message sent in the past was quickly replied: "Isn't the senior in the dormitory? Where is the child?"

The other party is a freshman student, their military training this year is a bit special, and they only receive supplementary training at the end of the term, and there are few brothers and sisters in the school at the moment, so Jiang Wen'an, who is staying overnight, is often called to help watch the situation Class careless baby.

Now he is entrusted by his junior sister to send forms and materials to a class, and the class monitor who is connected to him is this "Squirrel."

Jiang Wen'an thought for a while, and skipped this question, "I'm not going to Dongyuan anymore, you can eat first, and then come to me when you have time, I'll send the form downstairs to your dormitory, or ask other class committee members to represent you. take."

After sending this sentence, he heard a "click", and Shen Yan came out. He locked the phone and put it in his pocket.

The clothes Jiang Wen'an wore were oversized, and Shen Yan's clothes fit just right. The pattern printed on the top was Tom the cat, and the one he wore was Jerry.

A joint model was released before, and many people bought it as a couple's outfit. He joined in the fun and bought two pieces to wear by himself, and now they just come in handy.

He took Shen Yan downstairs, and looked into the duty room of the dormitory, but no one was there.

Instead of going to Dongyuan, they went to another cafeteria, Xiyuan in the completely opposite direction.

Jiang Wen'an was good-looking, and when he went out, he always received the gazes of some strangers. Now beside him was Shen Yan, who was extremely superior in height and appearance, and this kind of buff that attracted attention was even more superimposed.

He himself was used to it, but he was afraid that Shen Yan would not be used to it.

He moved a little closer, and touched his arm under the short sleeve, and the warmth was conveyed. Shen Yan looked down at him, and his expression was really worried.

He asked in a low voice: "Yanyan, do you not like being looked at like this?"

"Ok?"

Jiang Wen'an touched his arm, and flattered him: "Don't be angry, they don't have any malicious intentions, they can't arrest and beat people like before, it's not allowed here."

Shen Yan froze for a moment, then shook his head, "Not angry."

There were also many people looking at him when he was there, especially after he became the emperor, he had to receive the attention of thousands of people, and he had long been used to it.

Jiang Wen'an was puzzled: "Then why are you unhappy?"

This face looks as smelly as if it was cheated out of 800 million.

Shen Yan raised his hand and spread it out, but there was nothing inside.

"what?"

Jiang Wen'an moved a little closer to look at his hands.

Out of the corner of his eye, Shen Yan caught a glimpse of someone looking at them again, and his deep voice whispered in Jiang Wenan's ear, "Hand. I want to hold it."

The husband said that he couldn't hold hands outside, so he resisted, but the husband never said that he couldn't be unhappy.

It's just that Shen Yan couldn't even hold hands when he went out, how could Shen Yan be happy.

He doesn't like going out anymore.

Jiang Wen'an: "..."

He touched his arm twice to comfort him, and then he didn't let go of his hand, just clinging to his arm and coaxing: "Be good, go back and hold it."

Until entering Xiyuan, Shen Yan continued to release air-conditioning.

Jiang Wen'an brought a pot of steaming fish with pickled cabbage, and the steam was steaming and fuming Shen Yan's face.

Shen Yan only stared at Jiang Wenan's cell phone that kept blinking.

Sensing his gaze, Jiang Wen'an unlocked it, only to find that the junior had sent a lot of messages, the first of which was following his reply above: "Then I won't go either, senior, where are we going to eat? together."

"Senior?"

"Nanyuan? I'll go find you."

"Not on the second floor either, so it's in Beiyuan?"

Jiang Wen'an didn't have the habit of looking at his phone while walking, so he didn't reply in time.

He was about to type, only to feel a gust of wind blowing, causing his hair to tremble, and someone stopped beside him.

"I found you." The boy in black T-shirt was out of breath, and he smiled while bending over, "Senior, so it's in Dongyuan."

Jiang Wen'an froze for a moment, "Didn't I say to send it over later? Why are you still here?"

This squad leader is really doing his duty.

He said and stretched his hand towards Shen, "Give me a shot."

The file bag is with Shen Yan.

However, as soon as he looked up, he saw Shen Yan staring intently at his junior, which was a bit scary.

"Delay?"

The junior gasped for breath, and straightened up to look back at Shen Yan, perhaps because a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and his aura is not too weak, but his smile has restrained a lot, "Senior, who is he?"

Shen Yan's cool eyes shifted, and they also fell on Jiang Wen'an.

"Ah..." Jiang Wen'an looked at Shen Yan, whose eyes were a little red from the heat, and said with a sudden smile, "He's what I said—my child."

Shen Yan raised his eyelids to look at him, but saw that his eyes had already fallen on that student.

Jiang Wenan frowned slightly, "My boyfriend."

The younger brother is the same age as Shen Yan, and the expression on his face is not too concealed, and he collapsed immediately, "Boyfriend?"

Shen Yan finally handed over the file bag.

He handed it to his junior, and said, "Fifty copies, you can count them, right?"

"No need." The other party shook his head carelessly, his eyes touched the cat printed on Shen Yanbai's T-shirt, and then looked at the mouse on Jiang Wenan's chest.

He took a step back, looking a little embarrassed, "It should be right. Then I... I'm leaving."

Jiang Wen'an remembered what he said in the message, that he must have gone to several cafeterias to find this place, and said again: "Have you not eaten yet, do you want to..."

"No need!" The junior quickly interrupted him, with a hasty smile, "I still want to eat Dongyuan's sweet and sour pork ribs."

Looking at his leaving back, Jiang Wenan lowered his eyes.

Reflect on whether you were a little too direct and a little bad just now?

There was an extra piece of fish in the small bowl in front of him, he looked up and saw Yanyan looking at him with his chopsticks, and nodding proudly when he saw him, but Jiang Wen'an found that he was finally happy.

Relieved, he picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.

Xiyuan's pickled fish is very tender and fragrant.

He stretched out his hand, hooked Shen Yan's chin as if no one else was there, and smiled: "I think I still prefer pickled fish."

The author has something to say: It's been a long time!I have thought of a few sweet episodes for the time being, and if you want to watch them, you can tell me in the comment area.