When the magic stick has a big star boyfriend

With his smile, Tang Wenshu suddenly felt stiff all over.

Before he could make other movements, a pair of arms wrapped around his back.

Although it was loosely worn, his fingertips grabbed Tang Wenshu's clothes.

Yan Zhiyan's laughter fell, and she sighed instead, her warm breath came to Tang Wenshu's ear, bringing a strange sense of ambiguity.

"I'm fine." Yan Zhiyan broke the silence at this moment, "I just thought of something suddenly."

His emotions at this time were not very sad, Tang Wenshu could feel that what filled Yan Zhiyan's heart was more like an anger that he forced himself to suppress.

Hesitating, Tang Wenshu asked, "Do you want Ah Da to go back?"

"Well, I'm relieved if he goes back."

"But at this time, you want to go back even more. Just be careful, no one will know that you have gone back, and neither will your junior brother."

"I can't." Yan Zhiyan was silent for a few seconds and refused, "The organization is staring at the two of us, I can't go."

Perhaps he did think highly of the members of the Island States Organization in this matter, but it is undeniable that because of his emergence in the past two years, he and Tang Wenshu have been blacklisted by the Island States Organization.

In case his whereabouts were exposed this time, Xiaoyu might not be able to hide his existence.

Especially his physique, a body of nine yins that could get out of control at any time, once exposed, it would be beyond redemption.

Tang Wenshu turned his head, "I'll take care of the organization. As long as I show up, they won't think that you are no longer in the imperial capital."

Lips inadvertently slid from the base of Yan Zhiyan's ears to her cheeks, bringing a little warmth.

Yan Zhiyan didn't say anything yet, but Tang Wenshu himself was taken aback by the feeling.

He hurriedly let go of Yan Zhiyan, leaned back violently, stood up and took two steps back, because the movement was too hasty, his calf hit the coffee table behind him, and due to inertia, he staggered and sat on the table directly.

With his arms stretched back in a hurry, the teapot on the table and the glasses were swept away by him for a distance.

"hiss--"

"Squeak—crack—"

The sound of Yan Zhiyan's inhalation, the shifting of the teapot, and the sound of the teacup falling to the ground sounded almost simultaneously, which was also mixed with the sound of Tang Wenshu and the coffee table colliding.

All of a sudden, it crackled and crackled, finally breaking the depressive atmosphere in the living room completely.

Yan Zhiyan's arms were originally around Tang Wenshu's back, but he suddenly retreated, catching Yan Zhiyan by surprise.

The wounds on his body were all affected, and the feeling of tearing, maybe the wounds were opened again.

"Certificate, it seems that I was the one who was taken advantage of. Why do you look like I have been slighted by you?" Yan Zhiyan said helplessly. He was in his twenties, why did he get so excited when he touched his face.

Tang Wen's writing became hot, and he felt embarrassed like never before: "I, I didn't mean that."

Seeing him frowning, he said, "I'm going to get the medicine box."

After speaking, she hurriedly stood up from the coffee table and ran to the second floor in a hurry.

Yan Zhiyan saw that he had completely lost his previous composure, the teasing expression on his face subsided, his body relaxed and he leaned back, his expression returned to indifference.

By the time Tang Wenshu came down from the stairs with the medicine box, the two of them had calmed down their emotions.

Mature and restrained, this may be a special skill reserved for adults.

Pulling the hem of Yan Zhiyan's clothes to take off his shirt, there was indeed blood oozing from the bandage that had been wrapped before.

There may be postoperative ones, and there may be just cracked ones.

To Tang Wenshu, who often did this kind of thing that would cost his life if he was not careful, re-bandaging the wound was nothing.

With his eyes focused, he took off the bandage round and round, as if it was only slightly involved, and the wound had not completely collapsed.

After treating the wound and carefully bandaging the wound, Tang Wenshu withdrew his hand.

"You don't have to worry about it." Yan Zhiyan lowered her eyes and watched his hands move, "I have already prepared for this day, and Master has also prepared for it."

"Well, I see."

Tang Wenshu stuffed the medicine box into the side drawer, picked up the pocket watch and looked at it, "It's getting late, go back and rest, patients are not qualified to stay up late."

Then he looked at Yan Zhiyan with a smile, "Do you want me to hug you?"

That appearance doesn't look like a coward, it's obviously very arrogant.

Yan Zhiyan shook her head and refused, with a firm attitude, "No need, I'm not disabled to that extent."

It can be said that, in the end, Tang Wenshu still let Tang Wenshu go upstairs.

The episode in the middle was never mentioned by the two of them, as if neither of them took that matter to heart.

The next day, Ah Da got on the plane to S City, and didn't come back until the old man's first seven days.

Nothing happened in City S. With the help of neighbors, the funeral was carried out in an orderly manner, and things like the cemetery were also very appropriate.

But in the meantime, a major event happened in the imperial capital.

A third-level team organized by the island nation was bloodbathed overnight.

No one knew who did it, but people who happened to pass by said that the whole yard was quiet that night, and there was no sound coming out.

But outside the wall courtyard, you can see strange lights flickering inside.

White and black are reflected in a cross, and the cycle repeats.

Speaking like this, the person who saw it felt that his eyes might be dazzled, because with the corner he saw, he found that it seemed to be a scene that only appeared in anime.

The huge gossip array in black and white, with a simple and mysterious atmosphere, makes people dare not look directly at it.

Putting the hot water on the bedside table, Tang Wenshu's movements were not light.

Yan Zhiyan, who was already drowsy and about to fall asleep, opened her eyes.

Tang Wenshu didn't look at him, and threw the antipyretic medicine in his hand directly beside his pillow, and said in a cold voice, "The water temperature is just right, drink it yourself."

He didn't turn his head back after speaking, and slammed the door when he went out.

Yan Zhiyan coughed twice, got up obediently, poured the medicine into her mouth and swallowed it with warm water.

This time I overexerted and it was in the middle of the night, and I knocked myself down after going out for a trip.

But that kind of half-dream, half-awake, feeling of being in a daze seems to be not bad.

After drinking the medicine and lying back, Yan Zhiyan sniffed, tightened the quilt around her body, and closed her eyes again.

It was already evening when Tang Wenshu woke up again, and Tang Wenshu entered the door violently, and he placed the plate with food beside the bed.

"time to eat."