When the magic stick has a big star boyfriend

Yan Zhiyan has always been able to control her emotions very well, but this time, her mood swings are extremely obvious.

Tang Wenshu was sitting next to him, the phone was not particularly sound-proof, and he heard clearly what the woman said over there.

At this moment, Yan Zhiyan's aura is even colder, the knuckles holding the phone are obviously white, and the brows and eyes that have always been gentle are now covered with a layer of ice.

Tang Wenshu heard from Yan Zhiyan that he had a master and a younger brother, and knew that they were like family to Yan Zhiyan.

It's just that for various reasons, I haven't kept in touch with them over the past few years.

did not expect……

Tang Wenshu sighed in his heart, birth, old age, sickness and death are beyond the control of ordinary people.

Gently glanced his head aside, he couldn't say words of comfort.

Ah Da was originally a man of few words, especially at a time like this.

After they got home, Tang Wenshu helped Yan Zhiyan get out of the car, sent them to the room before going downstairs.

The two of them rented this villa together for the convenience of their missions. It happened to be located in the suburbs, and sometimes even if there was some disturbance at home, they would not be afraid of others knowing.

Tang Wenshu leaned against the refrigerator, staring at the water glass in his hand.

I always knew that Yan Zhiyan was hiding a secret in his heart, and that his purpose of coming to the imperial capital was not that simple, but Tang Wenshu never thought that the plan was so important, could he not go back even after his master passed away?

"Yan Zhiyan..."

"Ah."

Tang Wenshu originally murmured subconsciously, but unexpectedly received a response,

With a slip of his hand, the cup came out of his hand.

Before he had time to think, he quickly squatted down to pick it up.

It's just that the light in the kitchen was not turned on, and I didn't know where the finger was pressed, and there was a tingling pain.

The two fingertips rubbed lightly together, but fortunately, there was no bleeding.

"Get up, and clean up tomorrow." Yan Zhiyan's eyes were not escaped by his small movements.

I squeezed his fingers and looked at him, and let him go when he found that the skin was not broken, "Scared you?"

"A little bit, I just didn't expect you to be behind me, don't you still have injuries?"

"Come down for some water."

"I'll do it." Tang Wenshu turned on the light and turned to pour water for him.

Carefully avoiding the glass slag on the ground, water was stuffed into Yan Zhiyan's hand within a few seconds.

Yan Zhiyan took the cup, turned around and walked out slowly, and finally walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

He clapped his hands on the side twice, and greeted: "Clerk, come and sit for a while."

Tang Wenshu picked up his pocket watch and looked at it, "OK."

Seeing his actions, Yan Zhiyan laughed directly: "Okay, it's just one o'clock, and it won't take you long."

"I didn't mean it that way."

After retorting, Tang Wenshu naturally sat down beside him.

I don't know if the "sit for a while" that Yan Zhiyan said was really just looking for someone to sit with him for a while, anyway, Tang Wenshu sat there for a long time and didn't hear the person next to him.

The headlights in the living room were turned off, only a circle of small warm yellow lights were turned on, and all objects cast obvious shadows due to the dim light.

Tang Wenshu turned his head to look at the person beside him, but for a moment he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

Yan Zhiyan's eyes were unfocused, as if caught in memories.

For Yan Zhiyan, this day did not come suddenly.

The old man's health was not bad at first, but in the past few years it has failed, otherwise he wouldn't be so anxious to let him come to the imperial capital.

The island nation organization has not been lurking in the imperial capital for a year or two, and its activities have become more and more frequent recently. In order to better grasp the situation in the imperial capital, he can only be let out.

Yan Zhiyan knew that his master had been going out all these years for this matter.

Originally, the old man brought Yan Zhiyan wherever he went. The two lived in no fixed place and lived in many cities. It was not until they had Xiaoyu that they had to settle down.

Later, for some reason, I never took him out again.

Not many people in the imperial capital know of his relationship with the old man.

The only ones who knew of Xiaoyu's existence were the few people around him.

Thinking of the information that Master divination revealed three years ago, Yan Zhiyan's aura became more intense.

Feeling the breath coming from his side, Tang Wenshu stood up suddenly.

He didn't know where the impulse came from in his body, he lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt on the sofa between Yan Zhiyan's legs on one knee, and pressed the person into his arms.

The movement looked rough, but in fact, he held back his strength, being careful not to touch his wound.

Tang Wenshu was thinking about what he should say at this time, but his lips opened and closed, but he couldn't hold back a word.

Instead, he touched Yan Yiyan's head twice like coaxing a child.

What she was thinking was interrupted, and it wasn't until her chin rested on Tang Wenshu's shoulder that Yan Zhiyan could barely react.

The nasal cavity was immediately filled with the unique breath of Tang Wenshu's body, and I couldn't help being surprised.

This action is really not like what Tang Wenshu would do.

Yan Zhiyan immediately understood that this person was comforting herself, and laughed out of nowhere.