The protagonist's "white moonlight" ran with me [Quick Transmigration]

Qiu Yun's words activated Zhou Qiyuan's long-lost memory—the susceptibility period.

That was the black history that he least wanted to recall in his life.

So violated his taboo.

The smile on his face faded away, and his eyes turned to the young man like a sharp sword.

Qiu Yun met his eyes without fear.

The blazing light reflected the silence of the room.

Projected on Zhou Qiyuan's face, it added a bit of cold and murderous air.

The next moment, the other party slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke, and the hazy smoke slowly covered his expression. At the same time, the pressure of the surrounding air dropped suddenly, and the temperature also dropped rapidly, making people feel as if they were falling into an ice cellar while carrying a huge pressure.

Qiu Yun calmly put the water glass on the table, put the bathrobe together with both hands: "Take off the air conditioner."

Zhou Qiyuan was stunned.

Looking at the young man who was sitting upright, he restrained his aura and suddenly laughed.

While smiling, he pinched out the burning cigarette with the pads of his thumb and index finger, and looked at the boy who couldn't see any trace of camouflage with interest: "You don't have autism."

He used declarative sentences.

Qiu Yun didn't deny it, and he didn't pretend to be in front of the other party.

He clearly distinguishes himself from Zhao Yanping - he can play Zhao Yanping properly, but he doesn't want to pretend for a lifetime.

"It's a pity for your father's painstaking efforts, but..."

Zhou Qiyuan leaned back, put his arms on the back of the sofa, crossed his legs alternately, and his body was very relaxed: "Considering the treatment you have suffered since childhood, it is better to let him worry about it. He is the one who found you." That student..."

Speaking of this, he paused and smiled: "Your father still has the same way of looking at people."

Zhou Qiyuan didn't mention anything about pheromone, obviously he didn't want to say more.

Qiu Yun had roughly guessed the reason from his attitude, so he lost the interest to continue the chat, so he got up and made a gesture of invitation: "Uncle Wednesday, it's getting late, I'm going to bed."

"Then you should rest early."

Zhou Qiyuan took away the cigarette ash on the table, opened the door, and looked up to see a slender figure standing at the door of the opposite room—holding the game device in one hand, and holding the other hand in the air, trying to knock on the door.

The other party seemed to have heard the sound of the door opening, turned around, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the person he wanted to see on the opposite side. He was startled for a while, and then he seemed to realize something, ran over quickly, raised his head and asked cautiously: "Uncle Qi Yuan?" , why did you come out of my brother's room?"

"Just chat." Zhou Qiyuan said casually.

"Oh." Zhao Yan'an nodded. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Uncle Qi Yuan holding a white tissue in his hand. He felt a little bit in his heart, and secretly glanced at the person behind Uncle Qi Yuan.

The boy standing under the light turned around leisurely when he heard the movement, Xin Chang was wearing a loose bathrobe, and his chest was wide open.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yanan's hands and feet froze immediately.

I just felt my brain explode with a buzzing sound, and the blood on Xiao.'s flushed face faded away——

"Brother, you, you..."

"What are you doing here?" Zhou Qiyuan immediately interrupted him when he saw his eyes were red.

Zhao Yan'an slowly raised his head, looked at the handsome and extraordinary man, and said, "I'm here to ask you to play games. It's the little boss I told you about last time. I've been stuck for a long time and haven't beaten it."

After finishing speaking, he looked at his brother who was coming, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, don't you like people entering your room?"

With a cold expression, Qiu Yun pushed away Zhou Qiyuan who was blocking the door, and immediately closed the door with a 'slap', blocking Zhao Yan'an's accusing eyes.

Zhao Yan'an has no major problems, but there are many minor problems.

After all, it is a spirit conceived by the source of the world, with a 'self-centered' idea in its bones, and a smooth life, so its thoughts are somewhat unconsciously selfish and paranoid.

These performances of his can be seen from turning a blind eye to the situation of his brother, so if he wants to synthesize the way of heaven, he needs self-improvement, self-reflection, self-breakthrough and self-expansion.

From the very beginning, Qiu Yun never thought of conflicting with Zhao Yan'an.

After all, he is the son of the world, if he suppresses people, the world is over, and he probably will end up the same as 'Yuan' in the end.

Don't suppress it, respond to yourself, and feel aggrieved.

So the best solution is, when Zhao Yanan designs Zhou Qiyuan, he will find an opportunity to lure Zhou Qiyuan away, so that Zhou Qiyuan will not find out the truth of the matter.

As for renewing the relationship with Zhou Qiyuan, there is no rush for now, after all, he is not yet an adult.

But tonight it's...

It seems that Zhao Yan'an was wrong.

Zhou Qiyuan who was outside the door was unexpectedly pushed vigorously, and without warning, he ran straight towards Zhao Yan'an——in desperation, he raised his hands and put them on Zhao Yan'an's shoulders, and staggered together while pressing the person's shoulders After a few steps, the paper towel in the palm of his hand shattered, and the cigarette ash wrapped in it immediately sprinkled on Zhao Yanan's right shoulder.

Zhou Qiyuan used Zhao Yan'an to stabilize his figure. Before the anger rose in his heart, there was a sound of closing the door behind him.

He didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh, this little brat was too brave, not only dared to call him 'obscene underage', but also dared to push him!

And Zhao Yan'an, who was hugged by Zhou Qiyuan, smelled the cold breath lingering in his nose, his cheeks were flushed instantly, and his heart and eyes were full of the man who hugged him, so he didn't have any extra thoughts to think about the previous things ?

Zhou Qiyuan didn't notice Zhao Yan'an's strangeness. He let go of the person in his arms, patted the soot in his hands, and looked up at the other's shoulder, seeing that the soot was all on the other's shoulder: "Go back and change your clothes. .”

"Ah?" Zhao Yanan recovered from the illusory happiness, raised his head to meet the man's sharp face, followed the man's line of sight, and turned his head to look at the dirt on his shoulder: "This is..."

"Soot." Zhou Qiyuan pressed his fist to his lips and coughed lightly: "Let's play the game next time. It's getting late. I'm going back to my room to rest."

As soon as the voice fell, he reacted suddenly, raised his arm and looked at his watch——

No!

Are today's young people so disciplined?

Going to bed at a quarter past eight?

Thinking of this, he looked at Zhao Yan'an who was hesitant to speak, and suddenly realized that the little bastard was just looking for an excuse to drive him away!

"Is there anything else?" Seeing that he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, Zhou Qiyuan asked directly.

Zhao Yanan held the game controller tightly, glanced at the opposite door from time to time with erratic eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Qi Yuan, you, you and my brother... why did my brother invite you to his room? What is your relationship? Is the time so good?"

- okay?

Zhou Qiyuan thought of his eldest nephew who was indifferent and not at all popular.

Looking at Zhao Yan'an with a disturbed expression, he patted his head as if he was a child competing for favor, and said, "Don't think too much, your brother is sick, and it is everyone's responsibility to care for the sick."

Zhao Yanan breathed a sigh of relief, and the uneasiness on his face subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye: "Then I won't disturb your rest, Uncle Qi Yuan, go to bed early, good night."

Zhao Yanan left happily.

Zhou Qiyuan turned his head and glanced at the opposite door, snorted and went back to his room.

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In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, Qiu Yun heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

After the owner of the footsteps left, he didn't come back until he went to sleep.

Qiu Yun didn't know if Zhou Qiyuan had left.

All he knew was that in the next two days, apart from the servants delivering meals to him regularly, he didn't hear any footsteps outside.

Until the night before school started, Father Zhao came and knocked on his door, explaining that he would go back to school early in the morning, and he had no one to take care of him, so he invited senior brother Jiang Ling to take him to school.

"Don't be afraid." Zhao's father said kindly, "Your senior brother Jiang has a gentle personality and a kind person. I'm relieved to entrust you to him."

Qiu Yun was stunned for a moment, and was about to say no, when he heard Zhao's father say, "I originally wanted to send you to the school to report, but my school asked me for something, and I couldn't shirk it, so I asked you Brother Jiang to come here temporarily." .”

Qiu Yun thought that his attitude last time was obvious, but he really didn't expect that Zhao's father hadn't given up yet.

He looked at the anticipation in Father Zhao's eyes, was silent for a moment, and nodded in response.

Early the next morning, after washing up, he dug out the school uniform from the closet.

Zhao Yanping studied in a private aristocratic school.

The school is divided into two colleges, A and O.

Usually only students who are either rich or noble are recruited, and some A and O with excellent genes are also within the scope of the school's enrollment.

Although Zhao Yanping is a beta, he belongs to the category of being either rich or expensive.

After packing up her outfit, Qiu Yun went downstairs with her schoolbag on her back.

In the living room, apart from the servants who had nothing to chat with, Zhao's mother and Zhao Yan'an had already gone out.

When Aunt Lin saw him, she got up and walked over, and said very cautiously: "Mr. told me when I went out that I asked you to have breakfast and wait for Mr. Xiao Jiang to come over before going out."

Qiu Yun nodded, motioning for the other party to bring out the breakfast first, and then sat down at the dining table.

Just at this time, Jiang Ling walked in wrapped in a down jacket with a chill all over his body. He searched around, saw the young man at the dining table, smiled slightly, and handed the down jacket he took off to Aunt Lin who came up to meet him. , walked quickly towards the boy.

Perhaps Qiu Yun's indifference taught Jiang Ling a lesson last time.

He was careful this time.

He kept a distance very restrained, did not sit next to Qiu Yun, and did not reach out his hand easily, but sat opposite and greeted with a smile: "Little brother, we met again, do you remember me?"

Today's Jiang Ling didn't wear glasses, fully revealing the tenderness in his eyes.

Qiu Yun stared at him for a few seconds, nodded slightly, as a response to his words.

The other party immediately raised his brows and eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and burst into a spring-like smile.

As the destined love of the son of the world, Jiang Ling looks really good.

His handsome face is elegant and flawless, especially when he smiles, his eyes are as bright as the stars shining in the night, and the smile on his lips is more like the warm wind in spring, which makes people feel relaxed after seeing it.

Having such a face and affinity is also excellent in itself.

It is quite normal for Zhao Yanping to fall in love with him in the process of getting along with him.

Just getting close to Zhao Yanping, no, or the purpose of getting close to the Zhao family is not pure, and Zhao Yanping is just a gain beyond the purpose.

The author has something to say:

This article should also favor each other.

I kind of want to stop writing more.

Although it is the setting of Qiu Yun B’s secondary differentiation A, setting B to be able to have children should have offended many babies, so I am also very nervous and anxious when writing, and I don’t have the smooth feeling of writing before. .