Reborn as a handsome young master

"Are you leaving today?" Cheng Yanxiao watched as Huo Lang changed into a suit, his slightly long hair was slack on the side, exposing that handsome evil face in the air, he couldn't help but "tsk" "It's a pity that the two of us can't have a child, otherwise the child must be so beautiful!"

Huo Lang gently pinched his earlobe with his fingertips, "If we like, we can have two."

"You gave birth to me?" Cheng Yanxiao smiled and imitated how he treated himself, took his hand and put it on his lips and kissed it lightly. "Uncle Da and Uncle Lin will take care of me, and Xiaojun will watch over me. This time I promise not to shout for braised pork."

"There are also pork knuckles and super spicy spicy chicken." Mr. Huo's memory is obviously quite good.

Cheng Yanxiao especially wanted to roll his eyes at him, thinking that it was his own fault, so he took it back half way through, and took his hand seriously to promise, "Sure, I won't take those two things either."

Huo Lang embraced his waist and pressed a light kiss on his lips, "Remember to bring Uncle Lin and Xiaojun with you when you go to City H. Someone will come to show you the design of the engagement scene tomorrow. You choose Pick and see if there's anything you like."

"Have you read it?" Cheng Yan and Xiao Ergen blushed slightly when the engagement was mentioned suddenly.

"I see, but I don't feel relieved until you nod." Huo Lang kissed his forehead. "If you're not satisfied, we'll change it."

Cheng Yanxiao kissed him vigorously back, and while both were in a good mood, he crawled forward and asked, "Then can I bring Uncle Da with me?"

"So greedy? Bring Uncle Da for his good cooking skills. How did you get admitted to the police academy?" Huo Lang nodded his nose, "You can feel more at ease if you want to take me, I'll go first gone."

"Send me a message when it's time." Cheng Yanxiao hugged his strong and narrow waist. "Pay attention to rest, don't be too tired."

"Okay." Huo Lang pressed a kiss on his hair, and quickly got into the car.

Cheng Yanxiao watched the car drive away, and walked back slowly.

One person, one car running in opposite directions.

Huo Lang's tall figure sat firmly in the car, the sunlight fell on half of his face through the car window, and the resolute face line exuded a metal-like coldness under the sunlight.

Cheng Yanxiao slowly sat back on the sofa, obviously there were three people by his side, but he always felt that there was no warm embrace around him, and he became deserted all at once.I knew he would come back in three days during the trip to Japan, but I don’t know how many days it will take for him to come back when I go back to England.

He turned on Xiaoxiaole sadly.This time no one cares about him, he can play as long as he wants.

But there was no one to accompany him... Cheng Yanxiao stopped playing spontaneously for half an hour, then refused Uncle Da's company, and walked slowly around the transparent glass path in the yard by himself.

The grass under the glass path was still lovely green, Cheng Yanxiao squatted down to watch, and his thoughts began to drift back to when he was still young.At that time, they lived in a self-built house in the countryside. The spacious yard was always so green because the parents were too busy to weed the small garden.

It was once his childhood paradise.

Until the parents died in the line of duty, the elder sister shouldered the burden of the family...

A few years later, my sister also passed away.

He looked at the grass in front of him in a trance, and his eyes were gradually drawn into the archived memory by the green in front of him—it was a photo.

The background of the photo is the burning clouds in the setting sun. Large expanses of clouds are dyed red by the setting sun, burning like fire and connecting together; the yellow-green grass is the base color of the large expanse of bottom, which is dyed a strange dark color by the unusually red sunset that day.

If the huge dark pothole hadn't appeared, this would have been an overly colorful landscape photo.

But that pothole is so glaring.

Countless black and red sludge and minced meat splashed on the yellow-green grass, turning the beauty into disaster in an instant.

Through this thin photo, it seems that one can smell the smell of sulfur after bombing and the smell of protein after the human body was burned by high temperature in the air.

The picture is bloody and cruel mixed with the flesh and blood of the pit and the blood red of the setting sun.

After a long time, Cheng Yanxiao suddenly realized, how could the mud be black and red?

That's because the black soil is full of blood, so the ominous color rendering appears.

At that time, my sister's colleague pointed to the broken blood clot with red eyes and told her, "This is your sister."

Cheng Yanxiao's eyes suddenly turned red, and he was startled and woke up suddenly.

His eyes were round and wide, and there was the same shock and fear in his eyes as back then.

But after so many years, he has obviously learned to control his emotions. He trembled and exhaled deeply, and buried that photo in the bottom layer of memory again.

He hadn't recalled that photo for many years.The dream derived from that photo once became his midnight nightmare.The elder sister in the dream cried his hand for a while and begged him not to join the army, and then lay down in the cold crystal coffin, but she had no body in the coffin, only a thin set of clothes...

Cheng Yanxiao felt that he had to do something to keep himself from falling into memories.

He collected himself, turned on his phone and flipped through the flight to H city.

He originally wanted to book a ticket for that night, but after hesitating with his fingertips in the air for a while, he finally sighed softly and booked a ticket for the morning after tomorrow.

——I fell into your hands, Mr. Huo.

Mr. Huo called his grandfather before boarding the plane.

The old man who was caused by his grandson to lose his hair in his later years has been trembling for the past few days, fearing that he would suddenly receive a call from Huo Lang.

After a few days of calm and calm, after he gradually relaxed his nerves, this call came in.

"My dear grandson." Grandpa Huo's voice was dry, completely gone from the usual humility.

Huo Lang's fingertips holding the phone turned slightly white, "I've made my choice."

Both of them knew what this meant, and the two sides remained silent for a long time until Huo Lang continued. "His name is George. I will give her wife a sum of money to squander her life."

Grandpa Huo wanted to persuade, but in the end he silently closed his mouth. "When are you going to do it?"

Huo Lang's voice was cold, "I will make arrangements."

Grandpa's voice was a little weak, "My child, I don't want you to regret it."

Huo Lang looked at his fingertips.

Before this accident happened, he had rehearsed the operation countless times in his mind, and countless plans were formed, rehearsed and succeeded in his mind.

He is fully sure that he will spend his old age peacefully, instead of being forced to keep that tiny 'bomb' in his body because of life and death, just waiting for it to explode suddenly in a way that is completely impossible for him to recover. Take people away.

He put down his hand, his voice seemed to be tempered by a solid outer membrane, "If you don't do this, I will regret it even more."

Cheng Yanxiao was lying in Huo Lang's study, trying to log in to the system with the authority he had when he was 'Cheng Yanxiao'.

There are small rotating circles on the screen...

Cheng Yanxiao said silently in his heart - go in, go in.

went in?!

Thank goodness, my colleagues still have love, at least they didn't cancel this account after his body disappeared.Cheng Yanxiao looked at the pop-up interface with satisfaction, and quickly swipe his fingertips to find the interrogation report of the person caught in 'Night'.

He double-clicked to open, looking quickly.

But then the brow slowly frowned because of the content inside.

The contents of the report did not differ much from what Yan Yili said. He revealed that he was a small person and didn't know much.

But Cheng Yanxiao felt that it was very inconsistent.A nimble, courageous and resourceful little guy around?With so many people rounding him up, he was able to find an opportunity to escape immediately. This calmness and brains did not seem like a small person.

Moreover, the transaction amount between him and Mr. Xing is astonishing, which is enough to show that there is a mature supply and demand chain between them.But he was very tight-lipped about this, and he didn't know what to ask.

Under normal circumstances, Mr. Xing should be interrogated here.But this page is blank?

Cheng Yanxiao didn't know what step he had reached now, but seeing the blank page of Master Xing, he couldn't help but want to do something.

He comforted himself in his heart: staying at home is also idle, so he simply tidied up a little and prepared to go out?Just go to the hospital to see Mr. Xing?

"Xiaojun." Cheng Yanxiao called Jiang Xiaojun up. "Come with me to the hospital."

Jiang Xiaojun's expression changed immediately, he turned around and ran downstairs, "Is there something uncomfortable? I'll call Uncle Da!"

"No," Cheng Yanxiao called to stop him, "I want to see Mr. Xing."

Jiang Xiaojun had already rushed to the stairs and stopped suddenly, then turned back slowly, with a dissatisfied expression, "Why are you looking for that old man?"

"I have something to ask him, please take me there." Cheng Yanxiao slowly tried to put on the coat by himself, halfway through it, the wound hurt a bit, he thought for a while, and simply ran to Huo Lang's room to pick out a coat.

Huo Lang is about ten centimeters taller than him, and his clothes are two sizes bigger than him.Cheng Yanxiao wears a coat that reaches down to the knees, but Cheng Yanxiao wears it down to the calf.Cheng Yanxiao didn't dislike the clothes being too loose, at least they were easier to wear than his coat.

Jiang Xiaojun stood at the door, his face was not his face, his nose was not his nose, he said, "Xing Yan is also in that hospital, didn't you go to see Xing Yan?"

This bear boy is amazing, Cheng Yanxiao has a new understanding of Jiang Xiaojun's appearance as the protector in his heart.He simply sat down on Huo Lang's bed and looked at him lazily, "Comrade Jiang Xiaojun, are you worried that I will cuckold colleague Huo Lang?"

That's not the case.

After all, if Xing Yan and Huo Lang were put together, normal people would pick on Huo Lang, not to mention Xing Yan is still paralyzed now.

Jiang Xiaojun raised a smiling face as if changing his face, "I'm not joking. I hate it~" He said and threw a slightly twitching wink over him.

Cheng Yanxiao was amused by him, and waved his hand, "Don't be poor, it will be even colder later."

"Okay." Before Jiang Xiaojun left, he didn't forget to ask Uncle Da to check the person carefully, and then drove him out after confirming that there was no problem.

Cheng Yanxiao had the illusion that he was a national treasure.

He sat in the passenger seat and looked at the scenery of City A, his mouth was not idle, "Has the previous car not been repaired yet?"

Jiang Xiaojun turned his head to look at Cheng Yanxiao, and said in a vague tone, "It seems to have damaged the engine. The 4S shop recommends replacing it."

"That's going to be overhauled." Cheng Yanxiao shook his head distressed.

Jiang Xiaojun: "..." Repair a P, just because the back seat is full of your blood, the boss will never want to see this car, okay?

But he couldn't really say that, so he could only make it up, "Yeah, so the boss is worried, and he plans to fix it and sell it."

Cheng Yanxiao has an inexplicable love for cars, and he is going to discuss the issue of the car again, Jiang Xiaojun hurriedly changed the topic, "Oh, the boss should be boarding the plane soon, right?"

As soon as the voice fell, Cheng Yanxiao received a text message.

Before turning on the phone, he thought happily, Huo Lang couldn't bear to leave him for a while?

I clicked on the screen and saw that it was a text message from Yan Yili.

——The case has new progress, the identity of the target person is 'chef'.

'chef'?

It turned out to be a 'chef'!

Cheng Yanxiao's eyes lit up, and a bold idea flashed in his heart.

The role of developing drugs is missing in the team, and Black Osprey will definitely find a new 'cook'.

If he takes the opportunity to mix in at this time...

With his current physical condition, he would definitely not make the other party suspicious. After all, how could the police choose a sick person to be an undercover agent?At that time, as long as they make up a reasonable identity and cooperate with the inside and outside, this drug gang will surely be wiped out!

Cheng Yanxiao snapped back text messages——I booked a plane ticket for the day after tomorrow, and we will meet and talk in detail.

[The author has something to say: Thank you book friend gW7ZJ4558 for giving a pot of dog food to "Reborn as a Beautiful Young Master"

Thank you little cuties for your monthly pass, recommendation, and collection, thank you.

Cheng Yanxiao: I have a bold idea.

Huo Lang: No, you didn't! 】