Changsheng coffin shop

Originally, there was no one in the coffin shop, and it didn't matter if they kissed and hugged Xie Mian, but suddenly Bai Qi, Muyao and Ming Qiu came back, and a friend from the heavenly realm, Mu Lin, was also added.

He was being unreasonable just now, grabbing his collar to order this order and that, and being so kissed by him... Immediately, he pushed Fan Lan away a bit embarrassed and backed away, but he didn't let go, and buckled it firmly. holding his wrist.

Xie Mian lowered her voice, "Relax."

"No." Fan Lan probably also let go of the heavy burden, and put on the usual sweet, lost and nonsensical mask indiscriminately.

He turned his head and said as it should: "You guys have had enough vacations. From tomorrow onwards, Mianmian and I are going to have a vacation. Don't worry about the shop."

Xie Mian: "?"

When did he say he was going on vacation.

Mu Yao pursed her lips, threw the suitcase behind her, and told Mu Lin, "Take it up."

Mu Lin let out a hey and immediately picked it up. Taking a vacation eased the relationship a lot. Although Ming Qiu was full of things to say, seeing Fan Lan's face disappeared immediately, leading Xiao Shan to went upstairs.

Xiao Shan walked a few steps, oops, broke away from his hand and ran to Xie Mian and Fan Lan, and asked uncertainly, "Brother Fan Lan, are you really back?"

Fan Lan nodded, rubbed his head and smiled: "I'm back."

Xiao Shan asked again: "Aren't you leaving?"

"Don't go."

Xiao Shan got the affirmative answer and assurance, cheered and ran back to pull Mingqiu's finger, and the two went upstairs together.

Xie Mian didn't realize it, and asked in a low voice, "When did Ming Qiu and Xiao Shan have such a good relationship?"

Mu Yao asked strangely: "How do I know, his zombie face treats us all the same except for Fan Lan, but it seems that since Qingmo's incident, he has been especially kind to Xiao Shan .”

Xie Mian was silent for a few seconds, feeling that he really didn't care enough about the employees in the shop, that he was an unqualified boss.

Pay more attention to them in the future.

Mu Yao lay on the counter, heyed, and raised her finger: "Hey, when will you two let go?"

Xie Mian was startled, and followed her gaze to see that Fan Lan was still holding onto his hand, with an expression on his face that it wouldn't work anyway, and gave up struggling and let him hold him.

Fan Lan's hands were still so cold. When he came from the outside just now, he was wearing a soft sunset, tilted his head slightly and said with certainty that he would not.

Xie Mian was actually very angry and wanted to make things difficult for him, but when he saw that all his emotions were gone, seeing his thinness and exhaustion visible to the naked eye, all he felt was distressed.

He stood there, unreasonable and a little lonely, which made Xie Mian feel that he was really tired, that he had exhausted all his mental energy to do all this, yet he still came to him at the first moment of completion.

After leaving Ba Ye behind, Fan Lan will only be him alone in the future. If he doesn't want him, he will be alone in this world.

"Also, the boss will also let you off on vacation, so it doesn't matter to you." Mu Yao tapped on the table

Xie Mian: "?"

Fan Lan raised her head and said as it should, "You know, I'll get lost if I'm alone on vacation."

Mu Yao snorted coldly: "In your eyes, our boss is your guide dog?"

Fan Lan firmly shook Xie Mian's finger at the bottom, turned her head and smiled: "No, I will go wherever he goes."

Xie Mian was made nervous by his confession for no reason, and thinking that Mu Yao was still there, she couldn't help but blush: "Do whatever you want, don't talk nonsense."

I thought about it.

Xie Mian coughed and broke away from his hand and went upstairs. After walking a few steps, he said, "Mu Yao, please look at the shop first, Fan Lan, come up."

Mu Yao added later: "Fan Lan, you are a little enlightened, okay, an employee should not think about climbing the boss's bed all day long."

Fan Lan tucked his hands into his sleeves, and walked up the steps slowly. Xie Mian had already reached the room. Fan Lan followed behind, closed the door gently, and hugged his waist from behind. , resting his chin on his neck, and kissed him.

Xie Mian brought it up in one breath. Although he and Fan Lan had kissed a few times, some superficially, some fiercely, but most of them were in a situation of "rushing ducks to the shelves", and this kind of romantic moment was the first time. The heart tightened subconsciously, and the fingers were also unconsciously entwined.

Xie Mian called out tremblingly, "Fan Lan."

"Ok?"

"Has the Three Realms really regained their balance?" Xie Mian was still a little uneasy when he felt his steady breathing, "Will this kind of thing happen in the future?"

"Well." Fan Lan nodded: "Right now, the checks and balances are relatively stable. As for whether such a thing will happen in the future, I can't guarantee it for the time being. At least, I won't let this kind of thing happen again when I'm here."

Xie Mian didn't quite know what that kind of hero-worshiping love felt like, but he felt in his heart that Fan Lan was really powerful. This kind of inadvertently revealed strength was not deliberately piled up with events and words.

"What about our coffin shop?"

Fan Lan said: "The coffin shop will be an institution dealing with supernatural events in the future. It will not be linked to the underworld, nor will it be responsible for arresting ghosts."

Only then did Xie Mian feel a little relieved. He always felt that since he met Fan Lan, he had changed from a simple male college student to becoming more and more nagging.

"That's good."

Fan Lan hummed, feeling that he was unconsciously twirling his hair, blushing for some unknown reason.

He raised his arms and hugged him horizontally, Xie Mian was taken aback, subconsciously hooked his neck, watched him walk towards the bed, and breathed again.

He pursed his lips to look at Fan Lan, and he also lowered his head to look at himself, with his hands around his waist, his hair hanging on his chest and flat lying waist, black and soft.

He always felt that the eyes of this person became strange again in an instant, from that indifferent and distant to suddenly hot and scorching, almost stripping him from head to toe.

Xie Mian lay on the bed, swallowed nervously, watched him take off the long gown, when Qingyu seemed to be gone, he took time to think.

With a pair of eyes fixed on his waist, he suddenly remembered that when he saw him for the first time, he still sighed that this man's waist is so good, if anyone can be his wife, he must be very happy.

In a word, this happy man is a little nervous now.

"Fan Lan."

"Huh?" His voice was pressed very close, grabbing the fine hairs and nerves on his ears, making him go limp from fingers to toes.

"I have, I'm a little nervous." He could hear his voice trembling a little, mixed with a nasal sound from somewhere, which made it more vague and thought-provoking.

Fan Lan hugged him, and lightly licked the blood vessels in his neck with the tip of her tongue, her warm breath wrapped around it, forming a layer of small particles.

He held onto Fan Lan's arm with weak legs, but felt his fingers trembling.

"Why are you nervous?" Fan Lan said, reaching in from the hem of the clothes, stroked the smooth back twice, and found the spine with her fingertips and pressed it lightly. ,

Xie Mian's legs were weakened by his pressing, her fingers tightly grasped his neckline, and hid in his arms.

The cool fingertips moved all the way down, and pressed down on the tailbone, the protruding bones and the parts close at hand shrank sharply, breathing anxiously.

"Don't, don't press it." Xie Mian lay on his chest panting for mercy: "Itchy."

"Where is it itching?" Fan Lan asked again, this time with a completely undisguised smile, deliberately circling there with her fingertips, just not going forward.

Xie Mian was a little annoyed, he knew what he was talking about but still asked on purpose, turned around and pinched his chin and climbed up a little.

He was ready, he had better bite off a piece of meat, to let him know how powerful he was, but when it came time to bite, he couldn't bear it, so he buried his head and rubbed against his collarbone a few times.

Fan Lan pressed his back, hugged him in her arms, raised her hand to press down his eyes, rubbed his eyelashes with her palm, leaned in and kissed him again, brushed lightly and let go of her hand.

"Sleep with me for a while, I'm a little sleepy."

"Ah."

"Thank you Mian."

"Ok?"

"Thank you." Fan Lan closed her eyes, wrapped one hand around Xie Mian's waist, and stretched out her five fingers under the quilt to clasp them tightly with him, leaving no gap between the fingers.

"no need thank me?"

Fan Lan kissed him gently on the top of his hair: "Thank you for being here."

Xie Mian paused, buried her head in his chest, and said in a low voice, "I will be wherever you are."