[Alice in Wonderland] Welcome to wonderland

The so-called intuition can really see through the truth that ordinary people can't see through. "

Yang Qing also showed him a meaningful smile: "Do you still remember the big raid 11 years ago? Please, Master Chris, don't forget, I am a victim, let it go like this, am I too sorry for myself .”

It was as if an old wound had been reopened, the expressions of both of them were a little heavy for a moment, and Chris didn't know how to speak for a moment, because he was not, the victim.To him, that was just an ordinary year, but Yang Qing lost his status, wealth, and relatives.

Yang Qing: "Okay, don't keep Lance waiting, by the way, send my regards to your sister, and tell her not to play games recently."

Chris: "Sister? What sister?"

The author has something to say: I always feel that Xiaoshou is getting more and more deviated from my expectations QAQ

☆、Thief? !

Yang Qing: "It's the player of this game, isn't this a game for your sister?"

Chris: "Are you kidding, there are only two of us in Stuart's family, and the game is made for Lance, why, don't you know?"

Yang Qing turned his head violently, and Al, who was stretching his neck on the sofa and looking up, suddenly seemed to be pushed by something, and rolled off the sofa with a thud.

Seeing such a delightful scene, Yang Qing's mood suddenly changed for the better.

Chris watched Al fall into a big somersault and didn't get up for a long time. His heart ached so badly that he wanted to go over to have a look, but was stopped by Yang Qing, who was smiling brightly. He shut the door.

Chris went downstairs step by step and turned his head three times, and found that Yang Qing was really worrying too much, because Lance had already left, not only he left, but also drove his car away.

It is at least 50 kilometers away from his home. In order to get Lance out, he walked in time without any money.The scariest thing was that he wasn't sure if Lance had a driver's license, nor had he seen him drive.

Chris wiped his face and began to consider the possibility of going back to Al to borrow some money now.

Yang Qing closed the door, crossed his arms and looked coldly at the happy man on the ground pretending to be dead, and sneered: "You are enough, how many times do you have to play this kind of drama to be satisfied."

Al got up from the ground neatly: "What do you mean how many times you play? This is my first time, okay?"

Yang Qing: "Huh? Then why do I feel that this scene seems familiar, and the lines are also recited very smoothly?"

Al (gritting his teeth): "That's because you are the one who usually lies on the ground!"

Yang Qing: "Ahem, please don't change the subject, let's discuss about you deceiving me."

Al: "Obviously, all the time, it's you, talking! Transfer a ball!!"

Yang Qing: "Oh, but this still doesn't change the fact that you lied to me."

Al: "My little master, please be reasonable. When and where will I tell you with certainty that the player is a woman. I remember I told you that Lance is the player!"

Yang Qing: "Well, I like this name, call it again and I'll listen."

Al: "..."

Yang Qing: "A person like you who tells a lot of lies is no longer feasible. It's normal not to believe you. After all, it's still your fault. You tell a lot of lies, so no one will believe you when you tell the truth. It’s like a child in The Wolf Comes.”

Al: "...I now feel that if you are the sheep caught by wolves inside, I am willing to keep lying."

Yang Qing: "Look, I finally admitted that I lied a lot."

Al: "..."

Yang Qing, who had maxed his mouth skills, failed in the end, because he forgot that he was playing wild on other people's territory.

Well, what a sad story.

Yang Qing went downstairs silently, and saw the melancholy Chris standing there at a 45° angle. The two immediately resonated with each other in terms of being kicked out. After learning of Chris' tragic experience, Yang Qing said: My sympathy and blessings, and then I went home without looking back.

Chris: "...The script is obviously not like this, come back to me!! QAQ"

After Yang Qing got home, he threw himself on the bed casually. Although he may have thicker nerves than ordinary people, he couldn't help the girl he had been complaining about suddenly turned into a man, and the one beside him felt reliable and stable. And a guy who doesn't know what he likes.

But why does a man like to develop a game and it is also a love development game! ! ! ! ! ! !

Yang Qing looked at the ceiling and found that since he was mixed with the Stuart family again, the time he spent thinking on the bed has been lengthened without limit. It is better to make more money.

Accumulate energy on the bed for a while, and then a carp straightens up!Did not get up.

So even God is not willing to let him face the challenges of life positively and courageously...

Then he won't challenge anymore <(￣︶￣)> sleep peacefully~

Turning over happily, student Yang Qing intends to continue to enter the state of not being able to sleep and have a good rest. He still remembers that Al once asked him in disgust: "Why do you wake up so late every time?"

To this, Yang Qing replied: "But I went to bed early!"

Since then, every time Al came to see him, it was after lunch time, probably because he persuaded him.

As Yang Qing thought about it, he became more and more sleepy. Just when he felt that he was about to fall into Duke Zhou's embrace, he suddenly heard a rustling sound from upstairs.

Yang Qing, who was still drowsy just now, suddenly woke up.

His house has three floors. Because he is the only one who lives alone, only the first floor is used. Only during the weekly cleaning, Yang Qing will climb to the second and third floors to have a look. In order to pay off the debt, the upper floor The two floors were basically evacuated, and because he cleaned it quite frequently, it stands to reason that there would be no rats or the like.

So, is it a thief?

It's really pitiful, after working for a long time, I have to return empty-handed.

Yang Qing's view on this kind of special occupation is different from that of ordinary people. In his opinion, everyone is relying on craftsmanship to make a living, and there is no difference.

He remembered that a few years ago, a thief came to his house to steal things, but he found nothing of value. This brother who may have just started this business shook him out of his sleep, almost crying and asked him Where are the valuables?

The final result is that the two shared each other's painful experience together. They watched the lights in the middle of the night, ate supper and drank beer. The next day Yang Qing got up with a headache and saw the money and the note on the sofa. The words: "Dude! Come on!"

Then Yang Qing was miraculously encouraged.

Encountering this situation again, Yang Qing thought about it, and decided to make some food and make some tea first, and treat the person above when he was tired.

So Yang Qing listened to the footsteps upstairs, hummed a little tune and started cooking.

Sigh, I don't know what kind of flavor this brother likes, or else he might as well have a little of everything.

When Yang Qing finished cooking all the dishes, this person was still rummaging around on it, looking at the time, it was almost an hour, um, really dedicated, but no matter how serious you are looking for, you can't find it What is it worth?

Yang Qing was carrying a plate of food, intending to go up to persuade that hardworking worker to avoid detours, or go to the house next door. The nouveau riche is rich anyway, and more importantly, they always look at him with their nostrils , so that they can also make some contribution to this world where the gap between the rich and the poor is huge.

Yang Qing, who had a wishful thinking, went upstairs, followed the sound to a room, thinking about how to not scare people, and went upstairs only to find that this buddy's movement was really loud, probably because he thought The owner of this house went out for a while and couldn't come back. Yang Qing felt that he needed a friendly reminder. It was best to find out the family's work and rest time before taking action. This was told to him by the thief who came to him last time.

Leaning against the door, Yang Qing carefully opened the door a small crack, and as expected, he saw a figure inside, who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets very dedicatedly.

But why does he feel so familiar?

Yang Qing thought, and opened the door with a "squeak", and the people inside froze as if the pause button had been pressed.

Yang Qing quickly expressed his position: "Don't be nervous, brother, you've worked so hard. I made some food. Would you like some?"

Just when Yang Qing was praising him for his amiability, the person who had been turning his back to him turned around.

Yang Qing: "..."

The man walked over without any restraint, took a cake and gnawed it up, and said to Yang Qing very politely, "Thank you."

Yang Qing took a deep breath, trying not to look like he was in a state of "lying down a big hole", and then asked in the gentlest tone he thought: "Lance, why are you here."

The author has something to say: The stupid author who was supposed to update yesterday came to apologize orz, he was knocked down by his aunt, so he came now~

Then continue to roll around, ask for comments and collections~~~~~~~~~

☆、Arrow points to

Yang Qing remembered that although his family was not very prominent among the nobles, but because of his mother, he made good friends with many high-ranking officials. In order to better guide his every word and deed, his mother also liked to send him away at any time. Take it with you, but, she doesn't like having children come to her son.

In her heart, her son is always the best, and his words and deeds are unmatched by others. If he gets too close to other children, he will definitely be contaminated with bad things.

Of course, she didn't know that her child's core had been hacked at some point.

Yang Qing himself doesn't care, when he is not in front of others, he can show his true side a little bit, but staying at home for many years, he is still a little lonely, but after getting to know Lance, he found that this child can always Think of a way to climb over the fence in their garden, and then quietly follow him.

This once made Yang Qing feel very complacent, so it was very different in front of Lance. This situation of seeing each other every Monday continued until the furniture in his house was moved by a group of strangers, and he also lived in a simple In the small room, I remember that when he first redeemed the house, he would stare at the fence in a daze from time to time, wondering if a child with facial paralysis with leaves stuck to his head would suddenly appear inside.

Now, this kind of situation happened again, the same person, the same room, but the boy who was almost 1 meters could no longer slip through the small hole in the fence without a sound, and the other one could not. I will never sit under a tree on a sunny afternoon and talk about what is and is not.

They have all changed, but there are also some things that have never changed.

Lance finished eating the cake with a blank expression, and started to drink the milk tea again, then put the tableware away, and said very seriously: "It's delicious, thank you for the hospitality."

The whole movement was done in one go, and Yang Qing, who was about to show a slow face at the beginning, couldn't help laughing: "That's right, I learned this matcha biscuit only after you eat it."

The boy with facial paralysis frowned, and finally said: "But I don't like matcha flavor, I prefer mapo tofu."

This sentence immediately hit Yang Qing's thunder point, who had been asleep for a while, and he remembered the girl who was taller than him in a blue tutu skirt and said very seriously: "I don't like cakes, I don't like cakes. I like mapo tofu."

He was still complaining silently in his heart.

Now that I think about it, I'm still too naive...

Yang Qing: "I think we need to discuss some things carefully."

Lance (nodding): "I think it's necessary, too."

So the two snake spirits who thought their brain circuits were connected together sat very seriously at a dining table that looked like a negotiating table, and they also sat pompously opposite each other who was farthest away.

Yang Qing: "Although Al has to bear most of this matter, I think you should also be responsible."

Lance: "I know."

Yang Qing (satisfied smile): "Well, I know this happened because I was too slow."

Lance: "Exactly."

Yang Qing: "I will pay more attention to it in the future, but I think it's not very good for you to do this. It is easy for people who don't know to misunderstand."

Lance: "Misunderstanding what?"

Yang Qing: "...Uh, for example, you like men."

Lance: "Well, I do like men."

Yang Qing: "Huh?!...Oh...uh, but you don't have to dress up as a girl, you can attack men normally."

Lance: "..."

Lance: "...what did you say?"

Yang Qing: "Ah? What are you talking about? I've been saying that you are a gamer of Ayre's game. Otherwise, what do you think?"

Lance: "...I keep saying things about the game being hacked by someone else."

Yang Qing: "..."

Lance: "Who told you I'm a player?"

Yang Qing: "Huh? I know I'm very slow, and now I realize...it's rude, and said you have a sister or something, but Al...

Lance: "Did Al say that?" Well, he's out of any awards.

Lance: "...No, it's Chris." I always feel that something bad is about to happen. When it's important, you must protect your own people, so it's up to you!

And it was this person_(:зゝ∠)_

Yang Qing: "That's not right! If it's about the invasion, it's completely a personal grievance between your family. Why am I so slow? Besides, I wanted to ask from the very beginning, why are you on the second floor of my house?"

Lance: "That's why I said dull."

Yang Qing: "Huh?"

Lance took out a small black thing from his pocket and threw it on the table. Yang Qing stared at it curiously for a long time and asked, "What is this?"

Lance: "Bug."

Yang Qing: "Oh! I know! That's it! Black technology!"

Lance: "..." Is it really such a happy thing to discover the bug in myself? Is he really old? I don't know what to be happy about at all.

Yang Qing: "I heard that such a one is worth 4000! I don't know if there are any at home! Thinking about it, I'm a little excited! I, Yang Qing, finally ushered in the day of turning around!"

Lance: "...I don't think the point of the problem is here."

Yang Qing: "Is there anything more important than my ability to repay the loan on time?"

Lance: "...I think it's more important that someone is watching you."

Yang Qing: "Well, what you said makes sense, then tell me, what kind of good... vicious people would give... press me this kind of thing? Why do they do this? Is it because they are innocent? Do you want to start with me to deal with you?"

Lance: "No, from the beginning of the game, you have always been the one they want to target."

The author has something to say: Seeing that my comment area has accumulated ten chapters of 0...

Then there are officially more chapters than comments... I'm happy...

☆, attacked

Lance: "No, from the beginning of the game, you have always been the one they want to target."

Yang Qing: "Well, it's impossible, I'm going to make dinner, do you want to eat?"

Lance: "...Yes."

Yang Qing: "Then what do you want to eat?"

Lance: "Ma Po Tofu."

Yang Qing: "..."

Lance: "No way?"

Yang Qing: "No, it's just that the more you emphasize it, the less I want to do it. Alas, I don't know why I think so."

Lance: "...Probably because...

Yang Qing (smiling with squinted eyes): "If you dare to speak out, there will be no dinner."

Yang Qing went into the kitchen to work, and Lance continued to search in the room, and found several black cube-shaped unknown objects. He can come and go here freely, and he feels angry intermittently.

It seemed that it was wrong to obey his father's words, for the kind of person who dared to attack Yang Qing, he should have dealt with her himself long ago.

Lance lowered his eyes, the obsidian bracelet on his wrist was slightly protruding from the sleeve, he stretched out his other hand, and gently stroked the bracelet with his own body temperature, the long eyelashes covered the eyes that had gathered in the depths of his eyes storm.

Yang Qing put the finished tofu on a plate, and the fragrance almost permeated the whole space. He turned his head and thought he would see Lance with the expression "I really want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat", but in the end he could only vaguely Seeing his back, Yang Qing froze for a moment, but still shouted loudly: "Hey! The tofu is ready!"

Then he saw the person with his back turned around at a very slow speed. At this moment, Yang Qing always felt that something was wrong, but the Lance he saw was still the dumb man with facial paralysis .

Yang Qing felt that he had really thought too much recently.

In addition to tofu, he also cooked some other dishes, which was more than enough for two people. Yang Qing was deeply influenced by oriental culture. Although Lance was alone now, he still had to treat him with good meals and dishes.

Young student Yang Qing, who was inexplicably satisfied by letting Lance serve him food and rice, sat on the negotiating table and looked at the person opposite him excitedly: "Try it quickly, my dishes are very good~ "

Lance has known this for a long time. The reason why he always declares that his favorite is mapo tofu is because he has only eaten this dish made by Yang Qing. Maybe even Yang Qing himself forgot and made it himself. The first dish was mapo tofu, and Lance tried it. It was obviously a bit salty, but this guy kept saying it was delicious.

Lance slowly scooped up a spoon for himself, blew it, and fed it into his mouth under Yang Qing's expectant eyes, he frowned a little: "It's delicious, but there is a strange flavor in it. smell."

Yang Qing has been engaged in self-cooking since the beginning, and everyone's comments are delicious, including the poisonous tongue prince Aier, this statement made him very dissatisfied, so he quickly made a spoon by himself, and stuffed it without blowing it. Put it in your mouth, and it was so hot that you jumped up and down.

Yang Qing, who slapped his mouth several times, even burst into tears, looked at Lance with complaints in his eyes: "What strange smell? I have been doing this for many years, and it has always tasted this way."

Lance had eaten Yang Qing's dish once, and it was still an unfinished version. He took another spoonful silently, thinking to control him, anyway, Yang Qing made it for him, and he would eat it no matter how unpalatable it was. go down.

The two of them ate peacefully for a while, Yang Qing couldn't bear the loneliness, and he was a person full of curiosity, so he couldn't help asking: "What is that strange taste you mentioned?"

Lance paused before saying, "Chris and I have done some training on taste buds. We will feel some tastes that ordinary people can't taste."

Yang Qing was curious about the baby: "What is the taste that ordinary people can't taste? It sounds so tall."

Lance made another spoonful of tofu for himself: "For example, someone added a drug to this, which is colorless and tasteless, but because we have done this training, we can have a feeling for it. It’s not that you can tell the difference, it just feels wrong.”

Yang Qing: "Ah! It's so amazing, I feel a little dizzy after hearing what you said... eh~"

Yang Qing didn't know if he had finished speaking, but suddenly, a burst of drowsiness completely overwhelmed him, and then his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything.

Lance stood up immediately, the long-term accumulation of drug resistance kept him from falling down, but his consciousness was constantly passing away, the chair was hit by him, making a violent noise, he looked around, except for the fallen Yang Qing, there seemed to be There was no third person, Lance braced himself and shouted into the empty room, "Come out, I see you!"

But his vision has long been affected. Everything in front of him is a black and white silhouette, bright and shining, as if there is everything or nothing.

Lance saw Yang Qing lying opposite him. He had completely lost consciousness, as if he was asleep. He moved there subconsciously, but felt that his hands and feet were no longer his own. Then his The strength seemed to be pulled away suddenly, he knew that he had fallen to the ground, but he didn't feel any pain.

At the last moment when Lance closed his eyes, he saw a pair of blue high heels.

Chris hesitated at the door for a long time, but still knocked on the door of Al's house. Although our young master actually has a million ways to go back, but!

There is such a good reason to stay at Al's house, maybe they can sleep together, how could he not!Jane!pity!Woolen cloth!

He waited for a while, but found that no one answered, and waited for a while, but still no one answered the door.

So, Chris, who has the special ability to crack code locks, opened the door by himself.

Then I saw Al lying in the entrance, and the messy home that had been turned over.

Chris: "I must have opened it the wrong way."

The author has something to say: I saw someone asking for the scarf of the stupid author, so I just gave the address ╰(￣▽￣)╮

☆, return to the game

Yang Qing felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring, and his whole body and mind were particularly relaxed. The vaguely warm and soft feeling made him not want to open his eyes at all.

Some small and broken voices rang in his ears, those voices of praise, praise, and admiration, Yang Qing curled the corners of his lips comfortably.

But his consciousness became clearer and clearer, and the warm touch was gradually moving away from him. Yang Qing subconsciously wanted to chase after it, but those bright things in front of him suddenly disappeared, becoming pitch black, cold and dead.

He opened his eyes wide in horror, and what caught his eyes was the sunny and positive face of the Knight of Hearts, with a little worry and joy: "Great! Ma'am, you finally woke up."

Yang Qing moaned|groaned in pain, only to find that besides the red heart knight, a group of people from the hat shop were also standing aside, the leader was a man wearing a black top hat who was stirring a cup of unknown liquid with purple bubbles, Seeing that Yang Qing was looking at him, he smiled at Yang Qing: "I am discussing with Mr. Knight, if you are not awake, you can try my secret recipe, but I am also very happy that you are awake. "

Yang Qing: "You have the three words "So sorry" clearly written on your face."

The Hat House put down the cup of tea in his hand and did not speak again.

Yang Qing put his body weight back on the bed again. He clearly remembered that Erqian told him not to return to the game, and told him that the game had been blocked by him, but what's going on now?He was eating with Lance just a second ago.

correct!And Lance!

Yang Qing: "Where did Lance go?"

Hat House: "Lance? Who is that? Your new lover?"

Yang Qing: "No...I mean, where is Alice?"

The hat house obviously didn't care about Yang Qing's small mistake, he gave Yang Qing a rather ambiguous look: "Alice is resting, he has been stubbornly staying by your side, madam, I told him to go to bed first In a while."

Yang Qing didn't ask any more questions, anyway, the npcs in these games couldn't ask anything under the current situation.

He tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes, and wanted to use his power to forcibly leave, but soon found that his leader ability seemed to have been deprived, and this virtual world did not change because of his thoughts , not even the pattern on his skirt.

The red heart knight moved his face closer, looking pitiful: "Ma'am, you finally woke up. You didn't even know that during the time you were unconscious, that Alice completely forbade me to get close to you. I was worried to death."

The corner of Yang Qing's mouth twitched uncontrollably: "Do you know how lethal you, a big man, speak in this tone?"

Heart Knight: "Oh~ But other ladies say I'm fine like this."

Yang Qing: "Can you all go out for a while, I think the air here is too thin to facilitate my recovery."

The hat house glanced at him, got up and was about to leave, the red heart knight was thick-skinned and deaf, but soon, he bounced off the chair as if he had been scalded by boiling water: "I heard footsteps Shout out, ma'am, I think I need to learn swordsmanship with March Rabbit." After he said two completely irrelevant words, he almost ran away from Yang Qing's room.

Yang Qing: "What the hell are you talking about? The March Hare obviously uses guns."

But soon he understood the reason, because within 30 seconds, the door was opened again, and a man in a white suit walked in. There was a badge in the shape of a chic top hat on his clothes.

Yang Qing stared at him for a long time, then covered his face silently: "God, I really don't understand why I thought you were a woman back then."

Lance sat down on the chair closest to the bed with ease. He looked the same as usual, but the well-fitting clothes made him more mature, stable, and handsome: "It's subjective, because you preconceived that the player is a Women, so no matter how ridiculous you see, you will not give up this point of view."

Yang Qing coughed twice: "Let's be serious. Al said that he has removed the port, but why are we still in the game? And I found that there seems to be no way for me to leave here."

Lance looked around, then picked up the cup of unknown liquid left in the room by the hat house, and took a sip under Yang Qing's horrified gaze: "It seems that Brother Yang Qing is not very clear about the current situation. Now, someone They want to keep us in the game and achieve some ulterior purposes by modifying the game program."

Yang Qing: "Can you speak a little more bluntly? I don't read much and can't understand."

Lance: "...we need to find a way to get back to the real world, or we might end up here forever."

Yang Qing: "...Stay here all the time! I don't study much, so don't lie to me! QAQ"

Lance slowly drank a whole glass of unknown liquid, looked at Yang Qing with a "fucking" expression, put down the glass, and his eyes became softer: "Don't worry, I will protect you, and I will definitely take you with me." You go back."

"100 Love Strategies" says that making some promises when necessary will make the other party feel good about you.

Lance sat and waited for Yang Qing to be moved without changing his expression, but he didn't expect...

Yang Qing: "Of course you want to take me back! I'm the implicated QAQ. I'm just short of money. No one told me that I will be in danger of being attacked. When I go back, Al must give me more money!"

Lance: Coach, that's not what you said ==

So Lance, you are so naive~

The author has something to say: the key of the stupid author is gone, QAQ is happy

Little angels please comfort me QWQ

☆, notice

As soon as Zhou Nan came home, he received news that Ai Er was hospitalized.

The mother must be very distressed, but Zhou Nan is still very angry, because the last time Al was hospitalized because he was too obsessed with game design, ate junk food for a long time and had an irregular diet, which led to gastric perforation and hospitalization.

He still remembers his son, who was always in high spirits and had no advantage in quarreling with his father at that time, lying pale on the hospital bed, watching his heart throbbing and aching, and then went up to face Al. He yelled, but the son who had been making him feel bad all the time didn't say a word, just looked at him with a grin.

No matter how disobedient and mean-spirited his son is, it is the product of his October pregnancy. Zhou Nan scolded that bastard while quickly putting on the shoes he just took off. Before the driver could react, He drove away by himself.

As a result, when he arrived at the hospital, before he could get angry, he saw the young master of the Stuart family standing at the door of the ward with his son's name on it. With that expression, it was either his parents or his wife lying in it.

Zhou Nan originally planned to go in directly. Seeing such a delicate scene, he always felt that it would be bad if he didn't say hello first.

But according to what I said, I am also an elder, and I am not very familiar with each other. Wouldn't it be very abrupt if I went over rashly, and if I was too kind, I would be suspected of flattery.

Zhou Nan thought about it for a long time, but Chris didn't even glance at him. He kept staring at the door of the ward until a doctor came out, and Chris rushed to meet him.

The doctor took off his mask with a very serious expression, but what he brought was good news: "The patient is in a stable condition now, and the injury from the beating is not serious, but there may be a mild concussion, and the poisonous Gas, it might take a while to wake up."

Hearing what the doctor said, Chris' frowning finally relaxed. He bowed to the doctor again, asked about the precautions, and then entered the ward impatiently.

From the beginning to the end, Zhou Nan was like a stranger, standing aside and watching others doing what he was supposed to do.

He suddenly felt panicked.

The doctor turned around and saw Zhou Nan standing aside. Their hospital often treats these nobles, and they are very familiar with these individuals, so they naturally went to say hello: "Hello, Mr. Zhou."

So Zhou Nan saw that the figure who was about to open the door froze miraculously.

Zhou Nan suddenly felt better. He shook hands with the doctor, and chatted with the doctor about Al for a long time. From the beginning to the end, the person at the door never looked back, nor did he move.

It wasn't until the doctor left that Zhou Nan coughed hypocritically, and Chris turned around slowly, smiling as stiffly as if a mold had been pasted on his face: "Uncle Zhou."

If it wasn't for his son still lying on the hospital bed, Zhou Nan really wanted to spend time with Chris. It's really rare for an eloquent smiling fox to be embarrassed in the military camp.

Skip Chris and walk into the room. Seeing Al lying on the bed with gauze wrapped around his head, Zhou Nan frowned again after relaxing. He looked straight at Chris who was standing by the door, wondering if he should come in: " what is going on?"

Chris's entire face was wrinkled, like a steamed bun, his mouth squirmed for a moment, made no sound, then scratched his hair again, and finally managed to say, "I don't know, He was like this when I found him."

Zhou Nan (raising eyebrows): "What do you mean you found him?"

Chris: "Ah...he was at home, and then I opened the door and saw him lying in the hallway."

Zhou Nan: "Wait a minute...he fell in the entrance, how did you get in?"

Chris: "..."

Zhou Nan: "Al's electronic lock password is set by himself. He is in this business. It is said that the eldest son of the Stuart family is a computer expert. It seems that his reputation is well-deserved."

Chris: "..."

What should I do if my future mother-in-law hates me QAQ

Zhou Nan was obviously dissatisfied with Chris's silence, just when he was about to start the next round of bombardment, a somewhat low and hoarse groan came, and the two men turned their heads quickly at the same time, and rushed to the bedside.

Zhou Nan: "Al, how do you feel?"

Chris: "Little Al, you finally woke up, do you have a headache?"

Al looked at them dimly for a long time, and suddenly sat up directly from the bed. The two people who were almost hit by him hurried away, and saw that he was already looking for shoes all over the floor.

Chris carefully moved Al's shoes to the bottom of the bed a little, and then raised his usual smile: "You need to rest now, let me help you with anything."

Al, who was busy looking for shoes, looked at him, then grabbed the hem of his clothes, and said eagerly: "Go to Yang Qing and Lance, they are in danger