Those years when Black Lotus raised Slag Gong

He looked up with his lips trembling, and saw Ji Shu's eyes were amber in the sunlight, like cat's eyes, like pine trees in the forest on a sunny day, such a beautiful color, he kept falling into his heart.

For a moment, Shi Yan suddenly remembered those love poems written by the lovers who used to be friends with Wu An many years ago when Wu An was still a pure boy. .Those love poems were written very inelegantly, what rolled on a bed and buried in a coffin-the few words didn't make any sense, but he understood a little at this moment.

He only wants this person in front of him.

He only wanted one, Ji Shu.

Perhaps it was because of the clarity that he agreed to that ridiculous bet from the very beginning.

That's why... Shi Yan stretched out her fingertips and touched the face in front of her with a slight smile. Before she could withdraw her fingertips, Ji Shu caught his hand unprepared, narrowed her eyes, and was completely suspicious: "What are you thinking again?"

How can he say that he is playing his mind?

"...." Shi Yan turned her head and coughed humbly, then abruptly changed the subject, "I'm about Li Qing..."

Ji Shu didn't answer, and stared at him with raised eyebrows.

"Cough..." He straightened up and pretended to be nonchalant, "It's your birthday next month, so bring her back, anyway..." You don't like her anyway, it doesn't matter.

"Oh?"

"Stay for dinner?"

In the fridge, marinate the marinated beef with grass, pepper, and other spices overnight, then boil it in water and add the sauce. Take advantage of this time to fry the tomato cross-over in water to make the sauce. It takes about the same time.

The black cat outside was sitting upright and obediently on the ground at the moment, its fat buttocks sank deep into the sofa, Ji Shu buckled the cat's tail and twirled it, he turned his eyes boredly, his eyes couldn't help but stick to the kitchen wall The slender and busy figure freezes.

What Ji Shu can be sure of is that no one has seen Shi Yan's appearance except himself, just like no one knows Shi Yan's origin.He looked reserved, proud, and aloof. He should be the kind of person who waits for people to line up to serve him without touching his fingers. He is indeed such a person-only there are exceptions.When Ji Shu first came back, that rebellious stomach refused to go on a hunger strike for a few days, and at the end Yan cooked a bowl of noodles, and he barely finished it.

He hated Shi Yan at first, but he didn't hate Shi Yan's cooking.

Later, just don't hate his body.

The bowl of beef noodles served with refreshing vegetables and rich tomato sauce, paired with well-textured beef really makes people's index fingers move, and Ji Shu is very satisfied.

It's just food and clothing and thinking about sex. After holding back for the past few days, his eyes became more and more wandering. Finally, when Shi Yan got up and bumped the person behind the door, he pinched his waist and was not satisfied. "Fat."

When Shi Yan heard that her complexion was not very good-looking, she pinched the back of his hand with a tense jaw line, and immediately loosened his ring finger to measure it.

At this moment, Ji Shu's brain with an IQ of 130 was driven by sperm, so he grabbed the piece of soft meat around his neck and asked a stupid question, "What are you doing?"

Shi Yan turned her head and pursed her lips and stared at him silently, with a strange gleam in her eyes, seeing him like this, Ji Shu felt unexplainable and itchy in his heart, so he simply ignored him and pressed him against the door. ..

Two weeks passed without incident.

In the afternoon, Yan Zang was reading a novel seriously on the balcony. It happened that the manager of the jewelry store called and told him to go there. It seemed that there was something wrong with the design of the ring.He has always been personally involved in this matter, so he will naturally go.

It was nearly five o'clock when we set off, but unfortunately the weather is not good today and I have already fainted for the most part, with overlapping blue clouds pressing down, the air is dull and suffocating.

It might be raining.

The car passed the turn on the avenue and everything went on as usual. After passing through the third intersection, the lights dimmed. He was sitting in the back of the car and raised his head sensitively. The car suddenly shook and then slammed into the front at a speeding speed. He only heard the tires "sting" A violent impact hit the steps, and electric sparks were generated within a few seconds. The entire body twisted and turned to the right at high speed and hit the steps with a "bang"!

Shi Yan was caught off guard and leaned to one side. After all, his reactions over the years were far more agile than ordinary people. He forcefully supported his body, raised his head in an instant, thought of all possible situations in this flash, and opened the car with his backhand. The drawer under the seat...

The car crashed and stopped.

The young driver broke off the steering wheel and the newly-made hairstyle was blown into a rooster head, his eyes were wide open and he was noisy, "Damn... sb! God, his old mother... ah! Murder!"

"Shut up!" Shi Yan couldn't help but stop the ugly voice. He kicked open the door and got out of the car to see that his car was hit by the rear force and climbed up the steps. , but just an ordinary rear-end chase.

"Mr. Shi, what should we do?" the driver asked after him.

Shi Yan's gaze turned to the surveillance, thinking it would be best not to alert the police.He was thinking about what he was about to say, when a young man came out of the rear-end Mulsanne car against the light.The man walked a few steps closer, stopped, looked at his voice with some doubts and said lightly, "Mr. Shi?"

Shi Yan saw clearly that the visitor's tone was lowered: "It's you?"

Fang Ze was wearing that white suit, looking like he was rushing to some kind of banquet.Shi Yan doesn't like Fang Ze, very much. It's hard for this person not to remind him of the poisonous snakes in the gutter and the snakes in the grass. He wants to jump up and bite people anytime and anywhere, let alone Fang Ze doing those things over and over again. matter.

Seeing him silently, Fang Ze stepped forward and asked, "At this point, Mr. Shi, why are you here?"

"You don't need to know what I do." Shi Yan turned to look at the sunken car body and frowned, looking at him with a cold and disgusted tone, "It's you, at the speed just now, I thought you picked up something big. Business, like, murder."

"Sorry, it was my driver who made a mistake." Fang Ze turned his gaze to the wound on the back of his hand and frowned, his eyes dimmed, and he looked up apologetically, "Mr. Shi, I'll take you to the hospital."

"No need." Shi Yan looked past him and said, "But as a law-abiding citizen, Manager Fang, I advise you to think about how to explain it to the police later."

"Wait, your hand!" Unexpectedly, when he turned around, Fang Ze suddenly forcibly grabbed his hand, the temperature of his skin intersected, Shi Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt the cold fingertips clinging to his skin like snakes climb up!

"Let go!" Shi Yan glanced at him coldly and pulled his hand away forcefully, with a warning tone.

"Sorry, Mr. Shi." Fang Ze let go of his hand and saw that he had taken a tissue and wiped the skin he had touched. Finally, he threw the tissue into the trash can, raised his head and said arrogantly: "You can get out."

"I'm sorry for what happened tonight," Fang Ze paused and stepped back half a step after hearing the words, and slowly opened a perfect smile, and deliberately said slowly, "But it's rare to see Mr. Shi in such a hurry. Could it be that he is also going to Mr. Ji's banquet? If Just be my car along the way."

Shi Yan stopped as expected, "Banquet?"

"That's right, Mr. Ji specially organized it." Fang Ze whispered word by word like a snake spitting out a letter in the dark night.

Ji's Hotel.

The clothes are fragrant and the temples are beautiful, and there are many celebrities at the banquet.

Because today's banquet is quite famous, the exiled daughter of Li's family declared war with her elder brother and fought a bloody battle - it was a script of the heroine, how many people watched the fun openly and secretly.

Not to mention escorting her, Li Shi has been severely suppressed recently

Ji Shu.

The two people beside the waterside pavilion are holding hands, the man is handsome and wicked, and the female companion next to him is dignified and bright, occasionally whispering intimately, they are really a pair of mandarin ducks.

"It's so beautiful, don't they look really good together?" In the distance, Fang Ze followed behind and looked at the man with a stiff back, "The Li family has been in Li Chuan's hands for so many years, and now it's just a piece of fat. Such a large betrothal gift is given to the future wife, Mr. Ji this time..."

"Finish?" Shi Yan turned her head, her face was inexplicably pale under the lamp, "Have you said enough?"

"What's the matter with you?" Fang Ze's face was smiling warmly, and he added a sarcastic remark, "Mr. Shi, look at your look...why do you seem to know nothing?" He moved his eyes down and saw Shi Yan's palm A few drops of blood fell into the glass in his hand, and he couldn't help licking his lips.

"Hit my car on purpose, so this is what you want me to see?" Shi Yan turned around, her eyes were frosty, she took the wine glass in his hand and drank it down: "I know now."

So?

that's it?

Fang Ze felt bored and just wanted to ask something, but when he saw the next scene, his eyes widened suddenly.