My co-pilot can't be Desolate Star Rose

"Are you sure that this is the Shen residence I came to?"

Having known Shi Weiran for so long, this kid has pretended to be obedient and weak in front of him, flaunted his might, and acted arrogantly and domineeringly, but Shen Xijing has never seen him cry.

Not even being tied to a circus turntable or in a collapsed mine before.

Shen Xijing hugged Shi Weiran subconsciously, he looked over from the corner of his eye, Shi Weiran's eyes were scarlet, and he didn't break free from him.

"Ah Wei."

That kind of sadness seemed to be contagious, forming dense thorns in Shen Xijing's heart.

He thought that Shi Weiran didn't break free from him, it was probably a cry for help.Shi Weiran needs him to drag herself out of this bottomless sea of ​​sorrow.

So, without any explanation, he pulled Shi Weiran up and stuffed him into the car parked not far away.

Zhou Miao has a famous saying that when you are depressed, you only need one meal of meat, and if you are not good, you only need two meals.

Shen Xijing felt that Zhou Miao's coercive words were not completely unreasonable, so he ordered troops on the side of the road to find a small restaurant, and dragged Shi Weiran into the box.

Shi Weiran was speechless throughout the whole process, silent and obedient like a puppet doll, only her eyes were swollen like a mouth, which made Shen Xijing unaccustomed to the extreme.He sat across from Shi Weiran, scanned the store's virtual menu, and ordered a set first.

After a while, the boss came up with two bottles of shochu with a smile on his face, and said proudly, "Handsome guy! You can drink as much as you want if you spend 888 yuan today! Duck!!"

Shen Xijing: "Then we—"

He just wanted to say that we don't drink too much, when Weiran took a bottle without saying a word, knocked it on the corner of the table, and the bottle cap opened, this guy raised his head and drank heavily.

Shen Xijing: "??"

His blocking hand froze in place, hanging in mid-air, and then slowly retracted it.

"Drink slowly." His eyes were locked on Shi Weiran's Adam's apple rolling up and down, and he said helplessly, "Don't worry, I'll pay for it today, and you can eat and drink whatever you want, ah."

"Duang"

Shi Weiran put the bottle heavily on the table.

At this moment, even the tip of his nose was dyed red, more like a little rabbit. He was breathing rapidly, his chest heaved and fell, and his eyes were slightly out of focus.

Shen Xijing looked at him cautiously, "You..."

"Swipe"

Without warning, Shi Weiran stood up while supporting the edge of the table, walked to Shen Xijing's side with strides, and put her arms around Shen Xijing's neck.

Shen Xijing: "??"

The other party's sudden approach caught Shen Xijing off guard, that beautiful face approached within reach, and he could almost clearly see some soft fluff on Shi Weiran's cheeks, which really looked like cute little animals.The little animal himself exhaled a breath of alcohol, his figure was swaying, his center of gravity was unstable, and he was about to fall. Shen Xijing was afraid that he would bump into him, so he reflexively went to grab his waist, his thighs were separated, and sometimes Wei Ran temporarily found a support point, and unexpectedly sat down on his lap.

Shen Xijing: "!"

This pose is not without embarrassment, like a...

Before Shen Xijing had time to figure out what he looked like, Shi Weiran had already laughed, probably because he felt that his thighs were very stable and comfortable to sit on. The silver-haired young man swayed twice, and even pinched Shen Xijing's thigh muscles .

Shen Xijing's face turned blue.

Of course this little pain was nothing to him, not only was it nothing, but it also touched some of his strange feelings..

Shen Xijing licked his dry lips, tried to put his legs together, his eyes never moved away from Shi Weiran's slightly drunken cheeks for a moment.

"Is it possible to sit on a person's thighs casually? Come down for me!" He said in a vicious voice.

Shi Weiran looked down at him, his eyes were shimmering and blurred, they were obviously red and swollen, but they had a condescending feeling.

"I won't go down." He said word by word, leaned over, and pressed the back of Shen Xijing's head, "If you beat me again, I'll tell my mother."

Shen Xijing: "??"

He hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Where the hell is your mother?"

"My mother is now in the busiest place in the capital city." Shi Weiran said proudly: "I can see the sunrise and the stars every day, and I am loved by many people, and even worshiped by them as treasures! Those people probably never imagined it in their entire lives. In their eyes, the bugs in Star Kazman will become like this one day!"

"You mean that cherry blossom tree?" Shen Xijing asked.

"Didn't you say you've always been curious about what happened between me and Duan Chuyu?" Shi Weiran pinned the back of his head, squinting his eyes, "Promise me that you will only sit on my thighs in the future, and I will tell you."

Shen Xijing's eyes widened slightly.

He felt that the blood in his whole body was divided into two parts, rushing frantically in the upper and lower directions respectively, and the heart that had lost its blood supply was beating heart-piercingly, almost jumping out of his throat.

He used to really hate Shi Weiran's unrestrained behavior, as if there is no bottom line, as long as he can achieve his goal, anyone can do it, and it doesn't matter to anyone.

But he couldn't deny that he was one of the countless mediocrity and superficiality, and he couldn't refuse or bear it.

Perhaps his anger is rooted in the fact that he is not the special one in Shi Weiran's eyes, and he feels unwilling.

Shi Weiran may not know how many enemies he will make by doing this, those tigers, leopards and wolves who are coveting and coveting.

There was a rage in Shen Xijing's heart, and he stared at Shi Weiran's peach blossom eyes.

"No one can sit on my lap." He whispered, "But Duan Chuyu..."

"Don't mention that idiot." Shi Weiran made a loud mockery, and continued to sneer, "He thinks he controls everything and plays with others, but in fact he is a worthless pawn." Jing whispered in his ear.

He was drunk, a little incoherent, his speech was not as smooth and sharp as usual, and he didn't have so many intense emotions. His voice was as soft as a handful of white sugar, falling in his ears, as if he was talking about a distant ancient fairy tale.

Shen Xijing's expression gradually became dazed.

He suddenly turned his head and stared at Shi Weiran's profile, "You—"

"Don't always compare yourself with him, he's not as good as you, I'm just using him—" Shi Weiran tilted her head and smiled.

"Then are you using me?" Shen Xijing said seriously.

Shi Weiran slightly raised her eyebrows.

"Would you care about this?" The end of his eyes curved brightly, and he gently kissed the tip of Shen Xijing's nose.

Shen Xijing's breathing stopped suddenly.

After a long time, he held Shi Weiran's cheek with both hands, and kissed it in a rebellious manner, and a few firm words melted between his lips and teeth.

"I don't care."

-

Today is the day that Zhou Miao made an appointment with Shen Xijing to deliver the goods.

The last time the radium crystal ore stayed in the processing factory for quite a while, because no one had seen such a light and miraculous ore with excellent isolation effect, so if Zhou Miao hadn't repeatedly urged, the other party would have planned to withhold the goods Do your research.

Shen Xijing's family Zhou Miao has been here many times, and she is familiar with the way, but this time, that guy Wen Le didn't know which muscle was wrong and insisted on following, saying that he wanted to thank Shen Xijing for saving his life in the West Mining Area last time. .

"It's been a month, so the validity period of your thank you is not too long!" Zhou Miao expressed puzzlement.

"I, I, I have actually wanted to go for a long time." Wen Le pressed in a low voice, "But I dare not..."

"Don't dare?" Zhou Miao said, "Why?"

"Senior Brother Shen looks very strict and cold." Wen Le said.

"He's pretending to be strict and cold." Zhou Miao said, "You've dealt with Brother Weiran's cool guy before, are you still afraid of me attacking Brother?"

"To tell you the truth, I haven't said thank you to brother Weiran yet!" Wen Le said humbly, "I don't dare.. I'm afraid!!"

Zhou Miao: ".."

Sheniu Zhou Miaomiao didn't understand.

But it doesn't matter if Wen Le followed her.

"Let me tell you in advance, I'm just going to deliver the goods, and my brother may not be at home." She said to Wen Le: "He doesn't have any private life, he spends most of his time in the school dormitory or in the star port."

"Then how did you get in the door of his house?" Wen Le asked curiously.

"There's a butler robot!" Zhou Miao replied, "My brother bought an awesome butler robot called Aristotle. It has the function of recognizing people, and it will open the door for acquaintances like me, and will give me Make latte lattes!"

"It's amazing." Wen Le stared.

The two arrived at Dieshu Yaju in Shen Xijing by car with a large express on their backs. After a long distance, Wen Le saw a tall robot with long arms and legs circling a three-storey warehouse building. Like a sweeping monk.

"Is that Aristotle you mentioned?" Wen Le pointed.

Zhou Miao looked at Aristotle's position, then at Shen Xijing's mansion eight feet away, and asked in confusion, "Why is Aristotle working outside today?"

"Could it be that Senior Brother Shen came home today?" Wen Lexi said, "Then I came today at a very good time!"

Zhou Miao still felt weird, "What does it have to do with kicking Aristotle out when he is at home? If he needs to find documents while working at home, wouldn't he still have to ask Aristotle for help?"

The two of them approached the courtyard of the mansion while they were talking. At that time, Wen Le saw the butler robot more than ten meters away flashing in front of them at a speed of sprinting [-] meters. The outstretched arms of "Shua" blocked their way.

"Sorry, visits are prohibited now, please wait a moment or choose another day to visit." Aristotle said politely.

Zhou Miao: "??"

She pointed at herself and said, "You are stupid, I am Zhou Miao, here to deliver mecha materials!"

"Sorry, Ms. Zhou, do not disturb the private time." Aristotle said: "In order to avoid conflicts and friction between you and the master, please do not trespass the mansion."

"Is there something wrong with him..." Wen Le asked in a low voice.

Zhou Miao was turned away for the first time, and she gritted her teeth angrily: "Then how long will I have to wait outside!"

Just when Aristotle was about to issue another order to evict the guests, the door of the mansion opened suddenly, Zhou Miao and Wen Le raised their heads, and when they saw Wei Ran was leaning against the door frame with arms folded.

The silver-haired young man looked lazy, as if he had just woken up, his hair was disheveled and fluffy, his white shirt was casually open with the neckline open, and under it were home trousers and slippers. It could be seen that he was barefoot and his ankles were white.

"Let them in." Shi Weiran said casually, "Shen Xijing still has a pair of pants to wear and it's over."

"Okay, Mr. Shi. Welcome to Shen Mansion, both of you." Aristotle's expression changed, and he lowered his arms obediently.

Zhou Miao and Wen Le both dared not take a step forward.

Wen Le: "Are you sure the Shen residence I came to?"

Zhou Miao: "I made a big mistake."