Ambush from all sides

What? "

Zhan Hao paused leisurely, and then, Dead Leaf heard his still calm voice: "You wipe your body, don't worry about me, I'll come in and have a cup of tea." After finishing speaking, he walked unhurriedly to He sat down by the window and picked up a glass.Withered Ye frowned, and gave Zhan Hao a suspicious look, then turned her head and continued to wipe her wet skin with a towel.

Zhan Hao sat across from him, admiring the slender figure behind the screen leisurely and calmly.In fact, he could only see a silhouette, which was still a bit blurry, but it was enough.With the undulating lines of the shadow, he can recall the beautiful texture of the dead leaves, his temperature, and his heartbeat...and breathing.

Behind the screen, Dead Leaf was wiping his hair, rubbing his head impatiently and quickly. His long hair was scattered on his shoulders, which seemed to annoy him.His methods were rude and cruel, and people looked at it almost as if he was trying to tear his hair off.Zhan Hao pursed his lips and couldn't help laughing lowly.Dead Leaf heard it from inside, and angrily put on her clothes and trousers, tying up her belt and growling, "Why are you laughing!"

Zhan Hao squinted his eyes and rested his chin, tilted his upper body to the table, and said in a long voice, "I'm laughing, someone's hair is so strong, it's a miracle that it didn't fall out after such a tug. Maybe it can be used as a weapon in the future Well, it must be tougher than silk from that day."

As soon as the words finished, Zhan Hao saw the dead leaves come out from behind the screen with a stinky face.

His hair was still wet and loose, his long bangs were frizzy, and he looked like a cat with shaggy hair after a bath.Zhan Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.Withered Ye's face became even more stinky, and he gritted his teeth and stared at him for a while, seeing that this guy didn't intend to stop, he was so angry that he grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it hard.Zhan Hao stretched out his hand to catch it firmly amidst the belly laugh, suppressed his laughter forcefully, raised his head with his lips pursed, and said in a strange tone: "You are too... too cute."

"Lovely, uncle!" Dead Leaf had just finished cursing this sentence in annoyance, and immediately his face was aching or itchy. In short, the left side of his cheek twitched, and then he grinned angrily.He covered his left face with his hand, turned his head, cursed in a low voice and walked to the bed, reached into the bag and fumbled around irritably.

Zhan Hao tilted his head and saw his series of movements, and knew that the fox probably had a scar.He stood up and walked behind the dead leaves, and asked in a low voice, "What are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for the medicine you gave me before!" Dead Leaf said through gritted teeth, and took out a small jar in her hand after a while.Angrily, he sat down in front of the table, pulled out the cork, dug out the light green ointment with one hand, smoothed up his messy bangs with the other, stretched out his fingers to wipe it off, but Zhan Hao grabbed his wrist.

"What are you doing?" Withered Ye turned her head and frowned and stared at him. Zhan Hao lowered his face, looked at his fully exposed tattoos and burn scars with a smile, and said in a deep voice, "I haven't combed my hair yet. Let me help you." .” As he spoke, he picked up the horn comb that was on the table, and held the dead leaf’s head involuntarily.

Withered Ye didn't react for a while, and only vaguely saw Zhan Hao holding his long hair with one hand in the bronze mirror opposite, and helping him comb it meticulously with the other.He sat stiffly in the chair, with embarrassment welling up in his heart, and he wanted to growl and refuse in annoyance, but found that he couldn't open his mouth.This situation should have been embarrassing, but Zhan Hao acted calmly and calmly, if he refused, he would appear awkward and troublesome...

So the dead leaf had to sit there stiffly, one hand was covered with ointment, and she didn't know where to put it.Zhan Hao raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of him sitting on pins and needles, the corner of his mouth could not help but draw a leisurely smile.

Now the handful of long hair in his hand is dry and stiff, showing an unhealthy state.But Zhan Hao felt that this handful of hair made him want to touch and comb it himself even more than the hair that was carefully maintained by those sons and daughters.Hair has no temperature, but Zhan Hao has an illusion that the breath and body temperature of the dead leaves seem to be transmitted to his hands through these hair strands.

Thick, tangled, and messy hair with dry ends is really like that love thread, it can't be combed clearly, and it's still messy.

"Your hair is the most pathetic hair I've ever seen." Zhan Hao lowered his eyes, looked at the top of the dead leaf's head with a smile, and patiently combed the knotted place with his hands.Withered Leaf twisted her neck uncomfortably, and gave a low "hum" as an answer.He doesn't want to talk more about his hair, anyway, it's not as black and straight as Zhan Hao's, and it's not even as good as Quan Jing's.

"A lot of places have split ends. I'll cut them for you when we arrive in Suzhou." Zhan Hao said unhurriedly, he let down the long hair from the back of the dead leaf's head, and gently pressed his broad palm to the top of his head. On the bed, began to help him comb the long bangs on his forehead.

Dead Leaf shook her head depressingly, without saying a word.Zhan Hao looked up at his gloomy face in the bronze mirror, and indescribable emotions flashed across his eyes for a moment.He looked at the dead leaves quietly for a while, and then looked away calmly.

"Uncle Zhong told me just now that Fang Qiu's mother, Mrs. Lin, is under house arrest by Lin Zhihuan."

Hearing this, Dead Ye couldn't help frowning, raised his eyes and looked at Zhan Hao's drooping eyebrows from the mirror: "House arrest?"

Zhan Hao glanced at him calmly, stretched out his hand to tuck the hair on his right cheek behind his ear, the slightly warm touch of his fingers made the dead leaf dodge for a while.Zhan Hao still had that plain look, lowered his eyes and said, "Uncle Zhong also told me that the Lin family's backyard is full of poppies and marijuana, both of which are addictive drugs."

"So?" Withered Leaf frowned impatiently, "Is Fang Qiu your son?"

Zhan Hao raised his eyes and stared at him with a funny face, and put his palm on the side of his head: "Is this all you care about? Fang Qiu is my son, so what if he isn't?"

Withered Leaves gave him a disdainful look, and said indifferently: "It's okay, if he is your son, then don't let me play with him from now on."

After hearing this, Zhan Hao couldn't help showing a hint of amused emotion in his eyes: "Why?"

"No matter how good you are when you are young, you will become a cunning fox when you grow up." Withered Ye hummed and gave Zhan Hao another roll of eyes.Hearing his words, Zhan Hao couldn't help but smile—this guy hates him so much?Never gave him a good face, not to mention, do you even hate people who are related to you?He didn't do anything to entrap this fox, did he?

Thinking of this in his heart, he couldn't help stretching out his left hand and gently twisting the dead leaf's face.Dead Leaf was sitting well, and her body gradually relaxed, but suddenly she was touched by such a hand, and immediately her whole body exploded, turning around and raising her leg, she was about to kick Zhan Hao.Zhan Hao floated back with a smile, still holding the comb in his hand, calmly said: "Hey, don't be angry, I'm not angry at all the bad things you said. Sit down quickly, don't stare at me , the hair has just been combed, so don't blow it up..."

"You!" Withered Ye was so angry that his entire face turned black.He stretched out his hand to cover his left face, still staring at Zhan Hao angrily, his body was tense and refused to let go.Zhan Hao looked at him and smiled, softened his tone, put his hands together and begged for mercy, "Second Master Cen, don't be angry, I haven't combed your hair for you yet, and the medicine hasn't been applied, can you sit down?"

"You still want to apply the medicine for me!" Withered Ye growled, and slapped the back of the chair with his palm—then, Zhan Hao watched helplessly as the wooden chair turned into a pile of pieces with a "boom".He raised his eyebrows, with a terrified expression on his face, and said with fear: "Oh, fortunately, it didn't hit me."

Withered Leaf's face darkened, she stared at him without speaking.Zhan Hao stood opposite him, leaned against the round table with a leisurely smile, and shook the comb in his hand: "Okay, don't be angry, I won't mess with you anymore, if you apply the medicine well, the scar will be very uncomfortable Yes. Tomorrow you should take the carriage, if you dislike me, then I will go ride a horse, don't be angry."

"Who wants to ride in your carriage!" Withered Leaf choked on him in a low voice, gave him a white look, then went to the bed and sat down, and began to apply medicine to the scar.

Zhan Hao sat down slowly at the round table, tilted his body and rested his chin, and watched his movements with a smile.Dead Leaf, he always seems to be impatient with some small and trivial things, not only combing his hair just now, but even applying medicine now, he just rubbed it twice.After watching for a while, Zhan Hao couldn't stand his perfunctory attitude anymore, his hands were itchy, and he just wanted to go forward to wipe and rub him.I want to touch his thin face, his shoulders covered with scars, and his chest with the pattern of auspicious beasts...

"Zhan Hao, what kind of eyes do you have?!"

After being called back to his senses by the little fox's slightly annoyed question, Zhan Hao realized that the dead leaf was glaring at him angrily again... What kind of eyes?Did he look at the little fox with strange eyes just now?He just recalled some body parts a little bit.

Zhan Hao squinted his eyes and smiled, and his body became more and more coquettish: "It's nothing, I just want to eat meat."

"If you want to eat meat, ask the kitchen to make it for you, don't stare at me!" After finishing speaking angrily, Dead Leaf ruthlessly issued the order to evict the guest: "Okay, the matter has been said, now go back to your room!"

Zhan Hao rested his chin, blinked innocently, and said in a sticky voice, "I don't want to sleep yet."

Withered Leaf glared at him, then turned sideways and pulled his left arm out of the sleeve.While applying medicine to the scar on his chest hastily, he said impatiently: "You don't want to sleep, I want to! If you want to pass the time, find someone else. I think Li Chao and the kid next to him miss you very much. Why don't you go find someone else?" them."

"Ah, they." Zhan Hao replied absent-mindedly, his gaze fixed on the dead leaf's body.The little fox was half-naked, but it was a pity that the right side was facing him, and his hair was covering his chest, so he could hardly see any skin.Zhan Hao stretched his head and brain in vain for a while, finally he could only sit upright in disappointment, and said in a dull voice, "Why are you looking for them, I don't like them."

Just after saying this, the two heard a slight "creaking" sound of the door from outside.Withered Ye subconsciously glanced at Zhan Hao, then pulled up his clothes, got up and walked to the window, and opened the window a crack.Zhan Hao also leaned over, stood next to the dead leaves and looked out the window.

Holding their breath, the two saw a person coming out of the room on the left side of the yard.Zhan Hao thought for a while, and remembered that Li Feifei and Shi Lin lived in that room. Judging from the tall figure of that person, it should be Li Feifei.

It's time to sleep, what else is he doing out there?

In the dark corridor, I saw Li very quietly walking to the opposite row of rooms, slowly, as if hesitating for something.He paused and lingered for a while, and after a long while, he stood in front of the door of Zhan Hao's room.

It turned out that he was looking for Zhan Hao.Withered Ye sneered, then squinted her eyes and turned her face away, giving Zhan Hao a contemptuous look.Zhan Hao put on an innocent expression, and said silently: It's none of my business, he ran to find me in the middle of the night without going to sleep.

Just as he was making an argument, Li Chaoyue spoke up over there.In the sultry summer night, Zhan Hao and Dead Ye could clearly hear him calling in a low voice: "Zhan Hao, are you asleep?"

I'm asleep - Zhan Hao answered silently while leaning on the window, feeling a little funny in his heart.Didn't you see that the room is all dark? What if it's not sleeping?But Li Wei didn't seem to give up, he still stood in front of the door and refused to leave, still muttering intermittently: "Zhan Hao, I have something to tell you, I know you go to bed late...you are still awake, Zhanhao?"

"He also knows that you are going to bed late." Withered Leaf sneered, then walked back to the bed without interest, reached out to make the bed, and prepared to sleep.Zhan Hao turned his head to look at him, and after a while continued to stare at Li Fei over there.

Li Feifei still didn't leave, not only didn't leave, but sat in the corridor by the door.Seeing this, Zhan Hao couldn't help furrowing his eyebrows, and his eyes became darker.Li Fei leaned against the pillar for a while, then stood up restlessly, pacing up and down the door with his hands behind his back.At this time, only the room of the dead leaves was still lit in the yard. Li Fei didn't know what he was thinking of, and finally turned his face to look this way.

Zhan Hao frowned, then stretched out his hand and extinguished the lamp on the table.

As soon as the dead leaves made the bed, it was dark all around.He was stunned for a moment, then angrily opened his mouth to scold, but Zhan Hao floated over and covered his mouth quickly with his eyes and hands.

"Don't talk, he's looking over here." Zhan Hao put his arm around Dead Ye's shoulder, and tightly covered the lower half of his face with the other.He just clung to the dead leaf's ear and talked, breathing warm breath on the pinnae of her ear. This kind of tingly intimacy made the skin of the dead leaf tense up. It didn't matter whether he looked at it or not. He stretched out his hand and began to struggle.

"Hmm... let go!" Withered Ye growled in a muffled voice, and hit Zhan Hao's waist with a crutch, but the other party continued to restrain him as if it didn't hurt: "Don't move, just for a while, as long as he leaves gone."

Dead Leaf's face stinks badly—he was looking for you, why should I be involved? !Thinking about it, he couldn't help gnashing his teeth. He twisted his face, stretched out his hand angrily to break off the fingers that Zhang Hao was covering his mouth, and shouted in a low voice: "Let go of me, get the hell out! You can do whatever you like, it doesn't matter." My business!"

Seeing his extremely disgusted look, Zhan Hao narrowed his clear eyes slowly.He looked down at Dead Leaf's face, and said with a soft smile, "You are really cruel. If you drive me out like this, if he wants to confess to me, I will definitely refuse. Now, in this case, business partners will do the same." No way, the textile industry will probably turn yellow." After finishing speaking, he let go of the dead leaves lightly, then closed his eyebrows and eyes, and calmly paced to the window, staring at Li on the opposite side is very.

Withered Ye sat by the bed, the embarrassment from just now still remained in his heart, but Zhan Hao's words made him inexplicably feel guilty again.To be honest, it wasn't Zhan Hao's fault that he was liked by so many people. He could have refused and ignored people like Wan Shu and Yan Heng.But if Li Wei is such a business partner, if he doesn't handle it well, he will probably lose his way.

——But this is your business, what does it have to do with me?

Thinking about it sullenly, Dead Leaf couldn't help but murmured in a low voice under cover: "Then you can go back after he's gone." After he finished speaking, he lifted the thin blanket and got in.Zhan Hao turned his face to look at him quietly, and after a while, a leisurely and determined smile appeared on his face.

At this time, the room was very quiet, only the faint sound of breathing was slowly fluctuating.The night insects outside the window were screaming vigorously, but gradually stopped their sound, as if they had fallen asleep.But after a while, the dead leaves still did not close their eyes.He lay face down on the bed, thinking that there was another person in this room, for some reason, he felt very irritable.He was stiff and depressed, when he suddenly heard Zhan Hao who was standing in front of the window let out a cry of surprise: "Oh, what should I do?"

Withered Ye frowned, raised her body, turned her head to look at him, and asked angrily, "What's wrong?"

Zhan Hao turned his face away, his eyes were full of pitiful emotions, he pointed to the opposite side, and said, "He fell asleep at the door of my room."

"..." Withered Ye stared at Zhan Hao's innocent expression, and silently...feeled that her patience had risen to another level.

Without saying a word, he got out of bed and walked to the window, and saw the door of Zhanhao's room opposite, Li Feizheng was leaning on the edge of the doorframe, with his head tilted and motionless, he had already fallen asleep.

Zhan Hao tilted his head and looked helplessly at the dead leaves, sighed, and said slowly and stickyly: "I can't help it, I can't go back now, I have to sleep with you." After finishing speaking, he blinked innocently. blinked.

Withered Leaf turned her head to look at him expressionlessly, and after a long while, she sharply ground her back molars.