monster guardian

Not long after Guo Yong's car entered Jinyang District, it stopped moving.

"Why are roads being built everywhere, and public land everywhere?" Guo Yong tapped the steering wheel, a little anxious.

"Get out of the car." Qi Xinghan made a prompt decision.

Guo Yong left the assistant on the spot and drove, and then followed Qi Xinghan with his bodyguards, walking forward aimlessly.

"I can't see Mr. Mu anymore, where can I find it?" Guo Yong fiddled with his phone with a bitter face.This is to open a map navigation, do not know where the end point.

Qi Xinghan whispered: "Look slowly."

……

this end.

Yuan Sheng let go of his hand and said in a low voice, "You go back." He stubbornly believed that Mushui was underage.

From the voice to the appearance, it is just underage.

Mushui took out his ID card and degree certificate from his suit pocket, raised his hand and pulled off the mask on Yuan Sheng's face, then shook the ID card and degree certificate in front of him, and immediately put the mask off again after shaking "He buckled it back.

No time was left for Yuan Sheng to fall ill.

Yuan Sheng was dumbfounded for a second.

"Did Mr. Yuan see clearly?" Mushui asked.

Yuan Sheng still had afterimages of the photos on his ID card and degree certificate in his eyes.The boy in the rigid ID photo was a little weaker, pitiful and helpless.

Under the mask, he closed his eyes, turned around and grabbed the handrail of the cart again, and said in a low voice, "I see clearly."

Mushui breathed a sigh of relief, and emphasized: "I am an adult, and it is clearly written on my ID card. There is absolutely no problem for me to be Mr. Yuan's guardian."

Yuan Sheng said, "I can see the photo clearly."

"Ok?"

"I didn't see the date of birth."

Mushui: "..."

Yuan Sheng pushed the cart and started to walk forward. He said unhurriedly, "Did the research institute tell you what you need to do as a guardian?"

"Yes, it is necessary to monitor the patient at all times..."

Yuan Sheng tilted his head: "Then you have to live with me, kid."

Mushui thought for a while and said, "How about staying with you four days a week?"

The remaining three days were given to Qi Xinghan.

"You really want to live with me?" Yuan Sheng then turned his head.

"Well, what's wrong?" Mushui looked at him suspiciously.

Yuan Sheng pointed to the front: "There is Fengmei District."

"I know, I asked the way when I came here."

"There is no access control, no property, no security, and water and electricity cuts are common..."

"It's okay." Mushui said.

His voice is clean and pleasant, like a stream of clear spring gently passing over the tip of a person's heart, bringing people a sense of comfort.

Yuan Sheng's words that reached his throat were all blocked back, and the last words that came out became two words: "Follow."

This time even his tone changed, it was crisp and sharp, with a bit of coldness.

follow?

Mushui was very obedient, he quickly put on his coat, and then grabbed Yuan Sheng's work vest.

But the vest was clinging to his body. As soon as Mushui grabbed it, it clung to the man's back muscles. Yuan Sheng's muscles tightened all of a sudden. His fingers could clearly feel that under the thin layer of skin, Contains powerful power.

Mushui felt that this seemed inappropriate, so he withdrew his hand and grabbed the man's pants instead.

"Don't pull it off, I only have two pairs of pants." Yuan Sheng's steps paused, but he didn't shake off his hand.

Mushui thought for a while about the picture of the pants being pulled off, and it was indeed not very pretty.

So he stepped forward with a big stride, walked almost side by side with Yuan Sheng, and then stretched out his hand to wrap around Yuan Sheng's wrist.

Mushui's fingers were slender and tender, while Yuan Sheng's hands were a bit bigger, and when they were put together like this, there was a funny feeling that his arms were trying to twist his thighs.

Yuan Sheng's hand holding the cart froze, and he said, "I can't run."

Mushui said in his heart, only ghosts believe it.

But he still said seriously and sincerely: "I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up."

Yuan Sheng kept silent, and let Mushui hold him obediently.

The road was full of bricks, and the small cart was always shaken by the bricks, and even Yuan Sheng's wrist would tremble slightly.

Mushui's hand trembled and slid down from Yuan Sheng's wrist.Mushui raised his hand again and grabbed it again.Sliding and rubbing back and forth like this.

Yuan Sheng cursed "Fuck", then let go of his right hand, and grabbed Mushui's hand instead.

His palm was wide, and now Mushui was held so tightly that he couldn't move it.

Then he easily pushed the small cart with one hand and continued to walk forward. He walked unhurriedly, and finally came to the gate of Fengmei Community.

Mushui took a look at the neighborhood in front of him.

The gate was open, and there was no security guard in the guard room.They walked in so easily.

The neighborhood is very quiet, only a few old men and women can be vaguely seen in the corner, setting up a small table, playing chess and poker there.

They walked to unit 3, Yuan Sheng let go of Mushui's wrist, and at the same time let go of the small cart.

Then he carried a box of water with one hand, and folded the instant noodles on top of the water. Just holding it with one hand, he grabbed Mushui again with the other hand, and then stepped into the unit door with Mushui, and walked towards the door from the stairs. go down.

The corridor was pitch-black, and the old-fashioned voice-activated lights were installed, so Mushui shouted at the top of his voice, "Ah!"

"what!"

"what--"

There was no movement for half a day.

Mushui couldn't help asking: "Is the light broken?"

"It broke down half a year ago."

"..." Mushui sighed softly in his heart.Then he yelled like a groundhog for a long time, isn't he like a big fool!

Yuan Sheng suddenly stopped.

He let go of Mushui, took a long time out of his trousers pocket, and took out a large bunch of keys.His bony fingers easily picked out the correct key from inside and opened the door.

A gloomy breath came over him.

There is no light inside the door.

Yuan Sheng raised his hand to fumble for the hanging rope on the wall, pulled it, and the electric light suddenly turned on, and Mushui could see the environment in front of him clearly.

Large rusty iron gate.

Inside the door is a dark room with a square wooden table, a lame chair and a plastic stool beside the table.

There was a small bed in the corner, on which was still a summer straw mat, fortunately the quilt was still there, but Mushui stared at it and measured the length, and felt that it belonged to the kind where a man covered his upper body and his calves were exposed.

His gaze turned the other way.

On that side is a separate kitchen and a separate bathroom.

It is well equipped, but does not have a single window.

At first glance, it was too depressing.

Compared to Qi Xinghan's home, this place is like a prison cell.

Yuan Sheng threw the key back into his pocket, strode in, and then put down the water and noodles in his arms.

Yuan Sheng looked back at him: "You want to live with me?"

Mushui is not a picky person.

If it is for the purpose of contacting patients, it is okay to let him live in the bridge hole.

Mushui carried the heavy bank card in his pocket, and the 100 yuan bill that could not be charged into Yuan Sheng's mobile phone number.

He nodded confidently: "Yeah!"

Anyway, once he got to know the patient well, he could consider inviting Yuan Sheng to stay with him and live in another place.

But what Mushui was curious about was that Yuan Sheng lived in such a place, so how did he provide the research institute with a large amount of treatment expenses?

"Want to eat noodles?" Yuan Sheng knelt down and began to unpack the box.

Mushui touched his belly, feeling a little hungry.

But he doesn't really want to eat instant noodles.

How could I be picky about Qi Xinghan's food?

this is not good!

Mushui reflected heartbrokenly.

Yuan Sheng had already opened the box, he took out the bottled water from inside, and handed a bottle to Mushui.

Mushui: "Thank you, let me eat noodles with you."

Yuan Sheng turned around to make noodles with two bags of instant noodles in his hand, ah no, instant noodles.

Once the boiling water is poured, Gail will seal it.

Even if it's done.

The quality of life of patients is very worrying!

Mushui secretly memorized it in his head, and then holding the bottle of water in his arms, he chose the plastic stool to sit down.

The plastic stool squeaked.

Yuan Sheng turned around suddenly, strode to Mushui's side, and hugged Mushui.

Mushui: "???"

Yuan Sheng kicked the stool away: "It will collapse."

"I'm not heavy..."

"It will collapse."

Thinking of Yuan Sheng's size, Mushui couldn't help asking: "Then how do you usually sit?"

Yuan Sheng said, "Sit on the horse step."

Mushui: "..."

What a talent you are!

What kind of stool is this sitting on!Why don't you just squat down!

Mushui pulled into Yuan Sheng's arms, and felt for the first time that he was actually a rich man after such a comparison!

"Put me down first, I won't sit on the stool anymore." Mushui patted his arm, and this time patted his muscle again.

Mushui shrank his fingers unconsciously.

Yuan Sheng put him down, lowered his head slightly, looked at his hands with invisible eyes, and said, "You are so light..."

Mushui sighed, he couldn't even sit on a stool.

Mushui was tired from walking today.

You must know that he was always in school before, and the four bodies have never worked hard!

Mushui couldn't help staring at the bed again: "Will the bed collapse?"

"will not."

Mushui thinks about it too. When lying on the bed, he can't rely on zama steps to relieve the pressure on the bed.

Mushui groped and sat on it, only then did he feel comfortable.

Most psychopaths are accompanied by symptoms of obsessive-compulsive cleanliness.

Although Yuan Sheng is a man who lives alone, his house is very clean.

Mushui sat comfortably for a while, and Yuan Sheng brought over the noodles.

Mushui reached out to take it, and the heat from the paper bucket made Mushui feel much warmer.The chill faded away, and his sanity returned little by little.Only then did Mushui think of a question: "The bed... is it a little smaller?" He raised his face and looked up at Yuan Sheng anxiously: "How can I sleep?"

Yuan Sheng thought for a while: "Sleeping on top of each other."

"Stacking...?" Mushui couldn't understand what kind of sleeping method this was.

So Yuan Sheng explained: "I sleep on the bed, you sleep on me."

Mushui: "???"

Yuan Sheng said that he was going to take off the mask on his face.

Mushui didn't bother to think about what kind of coquettish operation it is to sleep on top of each other. He quickly put down the mask in his hand, and then pulled out the small tie that matched this suit from his pocket.

"Wait..." he said, pressing on Yuan Sheng's arm.

Yuan Sheng's voice was deep and low: "Huh?"

Mushui took away his clown mask: "Don't open your eyes yet."

Yuan Sheng closed his eyes, and his whole face looked even more indescribably cruel.

Mushui grabbed his tie and covered his eyes.

He tried to tie the man in a knot at the back of his head, but his hands were a little out of reach, and he couldn't use his strength.Mushui had no choice but to pat him on the shoulder: "Come down a bit."

Yuan Sheng immediately squatted down like a big dog.The movements are proficient, and it can be seen that there are many strides.

Only then did Mushui successfully tie the knot.

"Okay, I can't see me for the time being." Mushui smiled contentedly, a dimple flashed on his cheek: "Let's live together for a few days first, let's get acquainted."

Yuan Sheng didn't speak.

With a light blue silk tie, after covering the eyes, a layer of light shone through.

He could vaguely see the boy's eyebrows and dimples on his cheeks.

fuck.

How can it look better?

Yuan Sheng's chest went numb unexpectedly.

The author has something to say: Good night, see you tomorrow morning. -3-Comments randomly send red envelopes~

Brother Yuan, who is so poor that his bed is only one meter wide.

Scratching your head, am I writing it so hard to understand?Yuan Sheng is not Yan Kong.The first time he asked Shui Shui if he was good-looking, it was to judge whether he could take off the mask.Later, Shui Shui took the initiative to ask Yuan Sheng if he looked good, and also to confirm whether he had caused Yuan Sheng's illness just now.That's why Shuishui felt that it was a very serious conversation after talking with him, but it seemed strange.

Both of them were just flirting in a serious manner. [no you shut up