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Threatening and laughing again, Zhou Tong was confused by him, but he also knew that he was fooled.

His face, which had just returned to normal, turned red in an instant, and he yelled, "Han Chen! You bastard!"

He didn't want to punch and kick a man like a woman, but he was caught in the corner by his slender and powerful legs, so he had to make a bad move, especially looking at the handsome smiling face of the man, he couldn't wait to reach out Give him a flower!

Han Chen hurriedly let go of him, easily restrained the waving young man, patted him on the back, and coaxed him like a child, "Okay, okay, don't be angry, how can children be so aggressive?"

Zhou Tong took a deep breath, and finally realized that there was no reason to talk to psychopaths, so he decided to completely ignore the person in front of him.

He pushed the man away, gave him a fierce look, and turned to go to the bathroom.

Seeing the disheveled and flushed teenager in the mirror, he couldn't believe his eyes!

A look of acceptance!

He wiped his lips viciously as if he couldn't stand it, and suddenly he groaned in pain, he was ashamed, hated and annoyed, damn gay!

But her tender index finger involuntarily tapped her reddened lips, and she couldn't help but recall the scene just now, the feeling of being sucked away, the uncontrollable heartbeat, the lingering mingling of milk and water...

Zhou Tong suddenly came back to his senses, what was he thinking!

He poured cold water on his face hard, and waited until his face returned to normal before wiping off the drops of water on his face, and walked out pretending to be calm.

As soon as he went out, he saw Han Chen was still not far from the door, leaning his back against the wall, wondering what he was thinking.

The pensive figure looks mysterious and alluring.

Noticing that he came out, she smiled and came over to hold his hand, her movements were extremely natural, as if the confession just now had succeeded.

Zhou Tong was uncomfortable, and quickly withdrew his hand. Han Chen looked back at him, and Zhou Tong glared back viciously, "What are you looking at? I didn't agree!"

The typical scar is healed and the pain is forgotten, and I don't remember how I was threatened just now.

Han Chen smiled with a good temper, and didn't care, and didn't insist on being pushed away by him.

Turning around and walking into the kitchen, he brought out a dish and put it on the table.

Looking at his masterpiece of dark cooking, Zhou Tong swallowed, what is this man thinking?Shouldn't he let him eat this thing in order to avenge his little offense just now? !

Is it too late for him to leave now?

"Then, what. I'm going back first, already..." Looking at the wall clock on the wall, I was overjoyed, "It's 08:30. It's too late, I should go back."

Han Chen, who was picking up his chopsticks, looked at the wall, and a smile flashed in his eyes, "Oh, how do I see it is six forty?"

"Uh……"

Seeing that he was sweating profusely from anxiety, Han Chen supported his forehead and smiled lowly. What a little baby, he always made him want to laugh involuntarily.

Finally, I had enough fun, but I was afraid that this little thing would be really annoying, and it would be difficult to coax it back. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, you made this for me. If you want to eat, I don't care." for you."

Hearing this, Zhou Tong breathed a sigh of relief, then widened his eyes and looked at Han Chen in disbelief, "You want to eat this!?"

The man sat gracefully at the dining table, picked up a so-called egg tomato with chopsticks, and slowly put it into his mouth.

Zhou Tong stared at him closely, but there was no trace of reluctance on his face.

He knew how unpalatable the food he made was. He couldn't help but spit it out when he tried it, and even rinsed his mouth several times.

But this man ate so seriously, as if there was only this plate of dark food in it...

Zhou Tong wanted to rush over and snatch the "masterpiece" that suddenly became unbearable, and wanted to throw it into the trash can and never see it again, but his feet were firmly fixed in place, watching helplessly. Watching the man elegantly but quickly finish a portion of black eggs and tomatoes.

There seemed to be a small thorn stuck in his throat, it didn't hurt but it made him extremely uncomfortable, "Why do you want to eat..."

"Huh?" The man said very naturally, "I'm hungry."

Zhou Tong wanted to say, you can go to a restaurant when you are hungry, and you can also order takeaway. Isn't there an aunt who cooks in such a big house?Why do you have to embarrass yourself to eat such an unpalatable thing?

But seeing the man's calm face, he swallowed the blurted question.

Did this man do it on purpose?Use this method to make him feel guilty so that he can agree to the previous request?

Hmph, don't even think about it, he won't compromise!

Zhou Tong sat back on the sofa and gritted his teeth.

Hutch, who was finally let in from the outside lawn by Han Chen, happily circled around him, and from time to time raised his front legs and put them on his lap, trying to make some noise to attract the attention of his good friend who was motionless.

Zhou Tong pricked up his ears and heard the sound of rushing water coming from the kitchen. Knowing that Han Chen was washing the dishes, his feelings became more complicated.

He hugged Erha, and whispered: "Jiujiu, we'll go back in a while, okay, I'll buy you something delicious."

Erha stuck out his tongue and didn't even look at him. Just now he wanted to climb on him, but now he couldn't wait to get off the ground.

Zhou Tong shook its head and was about to teach it a lesson when the phone rang.

He picked up the phone and took a look. It was an unfamiliar number. After hesitating for a moment, he still picked it up: "Hello?"

"Xiaotong, it's me! Fang Xiaoyu."

Fang Xiaoyu didn't know what he was doing, his voice was panting heavily, and there seemed to be wind coming from around, Zhou Tong wondered, didn't Fang Xiaoyu go back to his hometown, why is there such a strong wind over there?

"Fang Xiaoyu, where are you, why are you so noisy?"

"It's ok, me, I'm doing my workouts! Huh...huh...do me a favor."

"What are you busy with?"

"What about me, I haven't bought a ticket for tomorrow, and I will go back the day after tomorrow. Brother Zhang's phone can't be reached, please tell him for me, and ask for another day off for me!"

Zhou Tong will be fine for the past few days, and there is no use for Fang Xiaoyu, so he nodded, "Okay, I will tell Brother Zhang. You should exercise well..."

Before Zhou Tong could finish speaking, there was a "boom" over there, as if a heavy object had fallen to the ground, and someone said shortly, "Hurry up!"

Faintly, he seemed to hear something shrieking, like in a movie when a monster was killed by the Lord of Justice, it screamed unwillingly, making one's scalp numb.

Then the voice suddenly disappeared, and Zhou Tong hurriedly picked up his phone to check, only to find that Fang Xiaoyu had hung up.

He frowned suspiciously, where did Fang Xiaoyu exercise, why did he watch a movie while exercising?It's too loud, isn't it?

On this end, Fang Yu kicked the head of the thing underneath, and the bright red blood spattered his leg, but he didn't even look at it, and complained to the clean and clean Mencius Mo beside him, "Just these little ones still need more money." We came here specially! Those people here are all eating dry food!?”

Mencius Mo waved his hand, and everything on the ground disappeared, "Stop talking, let's go! Someone will come over in a while."

Fang Yu put away the long knife in his hand, and said nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of, at worst, I will erase their memories!"

Mencius Mo's eyes turned cold, "You forgot again?"

Fang Yu's arrogant arrogance was extinguished, he shrank his neck, and said resignedly: "I have never forgotten, I must not expose myself in front of ordinary people. Memories can also lie, and when you meet a soul-cleaning person, everyone's abilities will not work .Unless the demon returns and believers are given black magic power..."

The footsteps of the two gradually disappeared in the dilapidated ancient alley along with Fang Yu's idle singing and singing.

Zhou Tong put down his phone, and was just about to get up to say goodbye to Han Chen, when he saw him standing behind him at some point.

He was taken aback, "When did you come out?"

Han Chen raised his eyebrows, "Just now, why were you thinking so preoccupied?"

Zhou Tong shook his head, "It's nothing, just now Fang Xiaoyu called and said he wanted to ask for leave."

Han Chen understood, and said casually: "If I'm not wrong, your little assistant asked for leave more than once or twice, right?"

Zhou Tong looked up in surprise, "How do you know?"

"Because..." Han Chen lowered his voice and moved closer to him, "I just heard it."

"You!" Knowing that he was being tricked again, Zhou Tong got angry, picked up Erha, and walked out angrily.

Han Chen grabbed him in time, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, I really told you—"

He pulled the boy over, and Erha, who was squeezed between the two, was attacked by an unknown atmosphere. With a groan, he jumped down and ran away.

Han Chen helped the young man straighten the crooked coat collar, and said in a very serious tone, "Baby, when your assistant is not around, don't run around, let him do everything, you heard? He will protect you of."

Zhou Tong secretly rolled his eyes, not understanding why they all thought he was so easy to bully, and no matter how powerful Fang Xiaoyu was, he was just a young man who could punch and kick, so everyone thought he was very powerful.

Seeing that the young man didn't take it seriously, Han Chen sighed, and said earnestly, "Don't you think your assistant is a bit too busy?"

Zhou Tong looked at him: "What do you mean?"

"Believe me, his identity is not simple. What do you think, such a person wants to stay by your side?"

Zhou Tong frowned, "You mean he has another purpose? How do you know?"

Not only do I know, I also know that you little fool are in danger.

Han Chen had no choice but to make it clear if he knew it or not. The little thing would keep asking, "He has a grudge against others, and those people just want to harm you. He will protect you well."

Zhou Tong was speechless, "His enemy, why do you want me?"

"Of course, baby is too beautiful."

Zhou Tong punched Han Chen and said angrily, "If you don't want to say it, forget it!"

Han Chen hugged the small fist with his big hands, and sighed, "Knowing this is not good for you."

Of course he knows, for the little thing, it's best to let him know a little bit, so that he can better protect himself.

But in his heart, he didn't want him to be infected with these things. He hoped that he could be clean, not only with a clean soul, but also with those clean and penetrating eyes.

What he said is actually correct. For those things, the soul-cleaning people are of course extremely beautiful and attractive. For them, this is a priceless treasure, used to destroy and destroy.

Han Chen's eyes were cold, he would never allow the people he cares about to be polluted by those things!