Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

Yan Feng had already invited him in this way, so Qi Jinfeng would certainly not remain indifferent.

So what happened next was a natural progression.

By the time his emotions had calmed down a little, Yan Feng was already lying on the bed exhausted, in a deep sleep and unable to wake up.

There were no lights on in the house.

The cold moonlight shines through the window directly into the room.

Qi Jinfeng lowered his head and looked at Yan Feng.

A beautiful face, a slender figure, and a pair of eyes that seem to speak to you just by looking at you.

In every aspect.

They are all the ones he loves to the core.

He originally thought that this was an unrequited love that would last a lifetime.

I didn't expect to hold him in my arms so soon.

From a certain perspective...

It's not like God didn't favor him at all.

Just as he was thinking about this, Yan Feng's cell phone, which was placed aside, vibrated twice again.

That was a message reminder sent by text message.

Qi Jinfeng grabbed it and took a look. It was still the same unfamiliar number. The content of the message was the same as before, with a strong commanding tone.

[Yan Feng, I'll give you one last chance, go downstairs now.]

He didn't say anything threatening this time.

However, judging by the text messages he had sent before, he should have been fully prepared for the threats he wanted to make.

Qi Jinfeng looked at Yan Feng lying on the bed, thought for a while, lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek again, then put on his clothes, put on a hat and mask, turned around and left the room.

He didn't know that after he left, Yan Feng, who was originally sleeping soundly on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and made a rather unhappy expression.

Mouthing in his mouth.

He said, "He also told me not to act alone because it's easy to get into danger. Does that mean he's not likely to get into danger? He was almost beaten to death last time, and he didn't learn his lesson. How many times do you want me to save him?"

Muttering to himself, Yan Feng also climbed up from the bed.

Actually, I just fainted. I really fainted.

But I was really woken up by the red panda in my sleep.

After all, the current situation is indeed dangerous.

If Qi Jinfeng was left to face it alone, if anything happened to the other party, Yan Feng would definitely be angry and settle the score with the red panda.

In order to prevent this from happening, the red panda has learned to be very sensible.

He rubbed his still sore waist, then leaned over and looked downstairs through the window.

In the pale moonlight, Yan Feng saw Qi Ming's figure.

The other party is like the god of death standing in a black and white world.

He stared at the corridor in front of him with an expressionless face.

Perhaps for him, not going up the stairs directly and not knocking on Yan Feng's door was his last way of maintaining his dignity.

The phone was pinched so hard in my palm that it hurt.

Qi Ming actually didn’t understand why he was going crazy.

In the afternoon, I was dumped in front of the school gate, but that was not enough. I had to follow him all the way to his doorstep.

On the way, I watched Yan Feng and that man being affectionate, talking and laughing. I watched them buy vegetables together and go into that disgusting residential building corridor together.

Qi Ming had actually investigated Yan Feng's residence a few days ago. That place was a standard slum, with small distances between each building and small houses that were not even as big as their bathroom.

In such an environment, if there is no special relationship, it is absolutely impossible for two grown men to live together, okay?

So Yan Feng didn’t come to see him because Yan Feng had found a boyfriend.

Oh shit.

What man's existence can compare to his?

Is Yan Feng completely blind? Now that he is willing to be with Yan Feng, Yan Feng should hurry back to him.

He didn't care that Yan Feng lived with that man.

When he thought of this, Qi Ming became so angry that his chest felt stuffy.

So he called Yan Feng and sent so many text messages. But even though he had threatened Yan Feng to that extent, Yan Feng seemed to have seen nothing of it and never responded to him from beginning to end.

So far.

Whether it's for dignity or something else, you should stop those weird behaviors.

But Qi Ming didn't.

He stood downstairs from day till late at night.

I also heard some faint sounds belonging to Yan Feng coming from the room with extremely poor sound insulation.

The tightness in his chest was about to make him explode.

That's why he called an organization that usually helped him solve problems, and at the same time he sent a final message to Yan Feng.

He thought it through this time.

If Yan Feng came out to see him obediently and served as his dog obediently in the future, then he could tolerate the fact that this dog had been played with by others and was a bit dirty.

But if Yan Feng doesn't come to see him...

He can make the other person never see tomorrow's sun.

Just like his annoying brother.

While I was constantly thinking about these things in my mind, footsteps were heard in the narrow and closed corridor.

Qi Ming himself didn't realize it.

The moment he heard the voice, a happy smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

really.

No matter how thorough the rejection was, and no matter whether she really had a boyfriend, as long as his call came, Yan Feng would obediently return to him like before.

Ok……

However, the person he hoped would return to him was the Yan Feng he saw today.

The beauty with sparkling eyes seemed to have gathered all the light into her eyes.

He likes the shiny Yan Feng.

He was no longer the Yan Feng who would follow him slowly in a dark corner and would shrink his neck in fear like a pest if he looked back.

As for when the two of them met...

Yan Feng must clean himself up thoroughly.

Wash away all traces of that nasty man.

then……

Before the happy thoughts in his mind could end, Qi Ming had already seen the man walking out of the apartment building.

The man is very tall.

About the same height as the annoying brother he remembered.

And that solid body that is quite oppressive.

They were all the types he hated.

When the man completely walked out of the corridor, Qi Ming also saw his face. Even though he was wearing a hat and a mask that partially covered his face, his blood-red eyes sparkled in the moonlight.

Let people see clearly and specifically.

Qi Ming was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Qi Ming had seen other eye styles besides black over the years.

But he had never seen such pure red eyes again, except for the person in his memory who made him fear and hate.

My voice began to tremble unconsciously when I spoke.

Qi Ming took a step back.

His tone was trembling as he said, "You...shouldn't you be dead?"