Those years when Black Lotus raised Slag Gong

"Are you serious?"

At this time, the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was 22, and the wind was a little cold on the body.Shi Yan looked at him without moving, and slowly curled up her arms.

This is a very safe position.

After a while, Shi Yan finally said, "What answer do you want to hear?"

Ji Shu rubbed his chin and smiled thoughtfully: "Little uncle, are you really in love with me? I'm so happy."

"Really?" Shi Yan asked back with a twitch of eyebrows, he didn't seem to believe it.

Ji Shu smiled happily, "Of course it's fake."

fake?

So Shi Yan also smiled, the smile was faint and bottomless, and she raised her chin slightly: "You lower your head."

Ji Shu was still leaning over, Shi Yan stretched out his hand and brushed his face as if wanting to kiss him, and his lips were about to be brushed, but he felt the pain in the next moment.

Shi Yan's bite was fierce and ruthless, and he quickly tasted his own bloody smell, which tasted very much like a rotten rose, sweet and fishy.

"Is it fun?" Ji Shu narrowed his eyes dangerously, his eyes darkened suddenly, and before he could react, he had already strangled the other party's fragile neck with one hand, and whispered softly like a lover close to his ear, "Little uncle, You better not like me...or fall in love with me."

Otherwise, I will most likely kill you.

There was a very clear "bang", and the sound should be that the set of Italian handmade crystal cups in the collection cabinet broke.

"Fang... Manager?" Secretary Fang Ze who was standing outside cautiously turned to ask his boss for instructions.

Fang Ze looked inside and smiled strangely, his eyes darkened: "It's okay, the bad things will be charged to the account later."

"Yes..."

There is a fight in the office.

The two of them went all the way from the sofa to the floor-to-ceiling windows and destroyed most of the room. The emerald screen decorations were scattered and broken all over the floor, and the documents were covered with footprints.

In terms of skill, Shi Yan is far inferior to Ji Shu. He used to use his brain but not his hands, and his brain is worse than his hands and feet. However, Ji Shu's fighting guns are all taught by someone. The gap is obvious.

What's more, no one dared to fight Ji Shu - so when Shi Yan slapped him in the face, he was a little dazed for a while.

Fang Ze's desk is spacious enough, Ji Shu has already pressed him down on the desk after ten tricks.

Shi Yan raised her leg to kick him, and said angrily, "Let go!"

Ji Shu looked down without saying a word, from the exposed waistline to the top, his eyes darkened.

"Let go...you...um." Shi Yan's voice trembled suddenly and changed his tone. He gritted his teeth and turned his face away. His nails scraped off the red paint on the desk, leaving a few conspicuous streaks behind. mark.

……

"Brother Ji," Ah San excitedly pushed the door open in the afternoon and came in. He rushed into the room and sniffed, "...what does he smell like to my mother?"

Ji Shu took a chocolate bar in his mouth, raised his head from his desk, and said in a deep and hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"

Ah San: "Oh, brother, the case in Haikou is settled! Let's have hot pot with the brothers tonight!" Although he has been with Ji Shu for a few years, he has a decent appearance, but he still has an old temper. He eats delicacies from mountains and seas It's fucking tasteless, and I like to eat tooth-making festivals at roadside stalls.

"It's up to you." Ji Shu folded his fingers and said lazily, a little carelessly.

"Then I'll call them locators!" Ah San took out his phone and turned his head, only then did he notice that there were still people in the room.

Shi Yan was sitting upright on the other side of the sofa, with his collar buttoned up to the top, drinking tea like a fairy.

"What's the matter?" Sensing that someone was looking at him, he raised his eyelids and asked lightly, "Didn't you want to eat hot pot?"

"...Mr. Shi?" Ah San tucked his tail in a low voice, and completely lost his fierce look. Seeing that Ji Shu didn't respond, he said awkwardly, "This...how about you go together?"

Ah San bet that he would not go.

Shi Yan is the one person who is so tall and tall, except for Ji Shu, he doesn't like him, he...

But Shi Yan stared at Ji Shu and said suddenly, "Okay."

Ah San: "..."

At 07:30, a hot pot restaurant with a strange name in the city center.

Because the price of this store is so expensive, it is suspected that it has been mixed with gold, and there are few customers on weekdays, but today there are people visiting.The strange thing is that the only table of guests in the private room today is that the few big men and small chickens on the left are clinging to each other, as if they are afraid of being eaten, and the ice sculpture town on the right is sitting far away. No air-conditioning, there is another...

Ah San wiped off her sweat with the menu in her hand, and pointed at the menu randomly: "What is this? Kekeke...?"

The waiter's smile remained unchanged: "Sir, this is our signature Kraft veal, do you want a piece?"

"Oh, give me ten copies of that, not twenty copies!"

"What about this and this?"

"And this one,... go up and go up! Give me all the fucking things!"

When Ah San finishes ordering all that can be ordered, don't turn your head and look carefully at Ji Shu sitting there. He rolled up half of his cuffs and held his mobile phone. He slid his fingers across the screen without knowing what he was doing. At first glance, Shi Yan was looking at him coldly, no, looking at Ji Shu.

God, his mother... Ah San shivered secretly.

It's like two people are at war, no one cares about the other, it's dead!

Ah San didn't know the secret relationship between them, he just assumed that something happened, and watched both sides tremblingly.

The dishes were delivered to the table in a hollowed-out brocade box. Shi Yan raised her head and picked up a chopstick of raw radish for Ji Shu, and said kindly, "Eat more radishes."

A cold knife.

Who is this scolding?

Ji Shu raised his eyebrows and smiled Chunfeng: "Little uncle is really polite, I think you need to make up your waist. Why don't you have a sashimi?"

What he said meant something, Shi Yan followed him to look at the waist flower he sent with a serious face: "...."

The one with the gun and the stick, and the one with Ah San who ate hot pot and his mouth was swollen with emotion: "I think Mr. Ye's little lover is so fucking beautiful!"

"Isn't it!" This group of people is used to being rough, and they can say any dirty jokes, but they can't listen to dirty jokes for a while.

"What's the matter?" Someone followed up, "No matter how beautiful it is, it can't compare to the young lady we picked up from Brother Ji's house! You say..."

woman?

When Shi Yan heard this, there was a sudden knot between her brows, and she caught something sensitively.

At this time, the table was silent, and everyone lowered their heads and stuffed things into their mouths desperately, and there was a strange silence until the end.

The night is autumn frost, and the lanterns are like daytime.

When Yan walked out of the door, he walked behind Ji Shu, and when he arrived at the parking lot, he paused for a while, hesitating for a moment, and reached out to take the initiative to hold Ji Shu's palm tightly, as if he had something to say.

"What's wrong?" Ji Shu opened half of the car door and propped his elbows, his bare arms were clearly muscled.

Shi Yan considered his tone, and inexplicably asked him cautiously: "Xiaoshu, if...if the answer is..."

If, the answer is...

Ji Shu happened to have a call coming in. He caught a glimpse of the caller ID and turned around and walked away ten steps to answer the call. The figure behind his back cast a long gray shadow, making it difficult to see clearly.

Shi Yan lowered her eyelashes and sighed softly.

never mind.talk about it later.

Now the old house where Shiyan lives is an estate left by Ji Shu's father, Ji Yuanchen, only he and Wu An are here, and no one except Ji Shu enters it, so it is a little quiet at night.

He opened the dark room, opened the third drawer, took out the box and put it on the table, which was his birthday present for Ji Shu.

After tossing and tossing for a whole day, he was inexplicably clamoring and irritable all over his body.

When Wu An brought in the medicine, his knuckles were pressed against the bone of his nose, and he was in pain again. He was tired and ordered: "Go and check how Li's family is doing recently, whether there is anyone missing, and whether Ji Shu has brought anyone with him this month. go back,"

"Okay," Wu An was about to leave when he heard him say, "Wait, you go and invite the doctor."