Marry into a wealthy family if you don't pay well

Shen Zhuo: "..."

The other party's warm breath was still in his ears.

It seems to be teased.

He raised the corners of his lips because "there is only one centimeter between the two of them" just now: "Are you going to run after teasing, Brother Yan?"

"It's not rude to come and go," Yan Shaoqian didn't turn his head back, "You provoked me so many times, and you still don't allow me to fight back?"

"Yes, of course." The smile on Shen Zhuo's lips widened, "I can bear it even if it is more intense, Brother Yan."

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

Damn.

He shouldn't have said such inexplicable words.

Sure enough, if you stay with Shen Zhuo for a long time, you will be infected by him.

He patted his face, and said in his heart, "Be sober and don't get along with him", and suddenly paused: "By the way, since you already know Zheng Ning, why don't you help me investigate this matter by the way."

Shen Zhuo: "What?"

Yan Shaoqian: "Check to see if she really has a single mother."

Shen Zhuo hesitated for a while, as if he wanted to ask why, but in the end he didn't ask, and only said: "I am willing to help."

Yan Shaoqian nodded, and walked towards the kitchen: "Auntie! Is there anything I can help you with?"

Shen Zhuo looked at his back, his expression softened for a moment.

As expected, Yan Shaoqian was still Yan Shaoqian. If he changed someone or something, he must be thinking too much.

It's simply that his mentality has changed after he regained his life.

It must be so.

Shen Zhuo comforted himself, and quickly arranged the "entrustment from the bamboo horse".

King Yan prided himself on being able to control the halls and kitchens. His stronghold was able to grow in large part because the food he cooked was delicious, which captured the stomachs of his brothers and captured their hearts.

It's a pity that he hadn't been able to taste the "Mrs. Yazhai who hasn't passed the door" back then, so he was already dead... worn out.

The Shen family had a nanny, but Yan Shaoqian felt that his skills were no worse than the nanny's, so he went to the kitchen to help.

He traveled to modern times for three months, and picked out a lot of things from the original master's mind, besides the basic understanding of the world, there are also... countless recipes.

From this point of view alone, he is willing to believe that this person is his reincarnation.

Yan Shaoqian ate a meal of crabs to his heart's content, chatted with Ms. Tao Qin for a while at the dinner table, and took a shower to prepare for bed after leaving the table.

I'm so sleepy, I have to get up for work tomorrow.

However, within 5 minutes of lying on the bed, he heard a knock on the door.

Yan Shaoqian frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple.

Shen Jue sneakily pushed the door open a crack, stood at the door with his pillow in his arms, and asked softly, "Are you asleep?"

"Sleep."

"Can you answer me while you're asleep?"

"Sleepwalking."

Shen Jue chuckled, tiptoed into the room, and sat down by the bed: "Don't you turn on the light? Can you see?"

"You can't see it, just get used to it, you can't sleep with the light on." Yan Shaoqian didn't lift his eyelids, "Why are you here?"

"Sleep with you."

"...Who allowed you to sleep with me?"

"Brother Yan, how can you do this?" Shen Zhuo's tone revealed a trace of grievance, "You told me on your own initiative, saying that you would be with me for the rest of your life, sharing the same bed, living together..."

"Stop, stop," Yan Shaoqian hurriedly interrupted him, "When did I say that?"

"...Brother Yan, don't you remember?" Shen Zhuo's expression suddenly faded, his face was shadowed by the moonlight penetrating through the window, making it look dim, his voice was very soft, like some kind of demon whispering, "I five When you were [-] years old, but you told me yourself, do you want to go back on your word?"

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

Oh.

Five years old... Fortunately, he still remembers.

He dug through the memory left by the original owner with difficulty, and when he finally found such a passage, his expression became a little strange: "But... I remember what I said originally was 'be friends for life', and the last two words were taken by you. have you eaten?"

The difference is a thousand miles away.

Shen Zhuo paused for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed to him: "You really remember, I knew you would never forget."

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

What a hassle.

He was really exhausted physically and mentally, too lazy to argue with the other party, so he raised his hand and pulled him aside: "Stop making trouble, sleep well if you want to sleep, I'm sleepy."

Shen Zhuo really compromised, obediently put the pillow down, lay down beside him... and got into the same bed with him.

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

Forget it.

This guy came here with only the pillow and not the quilt, and Sima Zhao's intentions were well known to everyone.

Anyway, the Shen family is rich and powerful, a mansion of [-] square meters, the bedroom is bigger than the living room of other people's house - in order to fill such a large bedroom, all the large double beds are used, and three strong men with a height of two meters can lie side by side.

Even if Shen Zhuo slept with him, it was more than enough.

Yan Shaoqian was about to fall asleep at first, but when the surname Shen lay down, he became more energetic.

For some reason, he said mysteriously: "Shen Zhuo, let me ask you a question."

"what?"

"If one day... I suddenly disappeared, what would you do?"

Shen Zhuo's breath stagnates: "What do you mean by disappearing?"

"It's just..." It's not easy for Yan Shaoqian to tell him about time travel, so he can only choose a closer one, "For example... died?"

Shen Jue frowned: "Don't say such unlucky words."

"I'm just saying if."

"No ifs."

Yan Shaoqian was speechless for a while, thinking that there was really no way to continue the conversation today: "Are you answering or not? It's fine if you don't answer, and sleep."

Shen Jue was silent for a moment, then sighed softly: "If you disappear, I will let the whole world disappear with you—"

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

Appeared, the legendary Overlord's Quotations!

"—Of course it's impossible," Shen Zhuo added the second half of the sentence unhurriedly, "Since the whole world cannot disappear, only I can disappear in the whole world, so we will be together forever. "

Yan Shaoqian's eyelids twitched: "Did you die for love?"

It's really something Mr. Shen can do.

Sure enough, I still can't tell him the truth.

"Brother Yan, if you don't want me to disappear with you, it's better to live with me." Shen Jue narrowed his eyes, "Although I don't know why you said such a thing suddenly, but if you do something strange I will keep a close eye on you."

"You're paying close enough attention now," Yan Shaoqian said with a headache, "I really don't understand, what exactly do you like about me, can I change it?"

Shen Zhuo suddenly leaned forward, put his arms on both sides of his body, and "pressed" his whole body on him: "I just like you and don't like me, do you want to change?"

This distance is a bit too close, even if Yan Shaoqian couldn't see it, he could still feel the warm breath hitting his face, and the sound gently rolled into his ear, like a feather, scratching him strangely.

His heart jumped suddenly, and he instinctively stretched out his hand to lift the other person off his body: "Get out."

Shen Zhuo took advantage of the situation and grabbed his wrist, said with a low smile, "Brother Yan is also very cute when he's angry, I don't mind if you treat me a little rougher."

"..."

Yan Shaoqian couldn't take it anymore, turned over suddenly and turned to the other side: "Shut up and go to sleep."

"Ok."

Poor King Yan, an all-powerful bandit leader, was subdued by his brother Zhuma who was three years younger than him once he traveled through time. The most important thing is that this brother Zhuma was a powerless scholar in his previous life. In his whole life... he was still a domineering president who didn't work hard and didn't distinguish between five grains.

No matter how much his force value is maxed, he will not be able to match the opponent's full intelligence.

Too grassy.

The two people who had their own concerns fell asleep, and they lived together peacefully all night. They were able to get up on time the next morning and went to work separately.

Yan Shaoqian didn't eat breakfast at home—he had been wearing it for three months, and he had almost adapted to this body, and barely overcame anorexia, but there were still some sequelae, such as not being able to eat anything within an hour after getting up in the morning. Once you eat something, you will have a physiological nausea.

So he chose to go out directly and eat it when he got to work.

It was time for breakfast, Yan Shaoqian didn't go back to the dormitory, but went directly to the cafeteria, ordered two drawers of steamed buns and a bowl of tofu nao, and found an empty seat in the corner.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, he caught sight of someone walking towards his direction from the corner of his eye.

... Zheng Ning.

The guy who disappeared for a day yesterday dared to provoke him in front of him.

Yan Shaoqian frowned, but didn't look up.

He just wants to eat with peace of mind now, and he will wait until the meal is over to settle any bills.

However, the other party was obviously not on the same channel as him, so he walked up to him and looked down at him: "Yan Shaoqian, don't you want to say something?"

Yan Shaoqian gave her a hand, but still ignored her. He took a small bite out of the steamed bun, picked up the vinegar pot and poured vinegar into it.

"Yan Shaoqian!" Seeing that he dared to ignore her, Zheng Ning slammed the table, "Are you guilty? You dare not look up at me?"

The movement here attracted the attention of the people around, Yan Shaoqian casually stuffed the bun into his mouth, and said vaguely: "My eyes are very precious, in case you get hot because of looking at you, will you pay for the medical bills? "

"...You!" Zheng Ning's face turned pale, and she sneered, "Jingui? You are Jingui, the lover of the big boss is of course Jingui—why don't you work the night shift? Why are you the only one with so many people at the toll booth? Exception? Just because you are the little boy who was kept by the surname Shen?!"

"You're wrong, I rely on my ability," Yan Shaoqian glanced at her coldly, "Let me work for you, just to verify that I really can't work the night shift? You're boring enough."

At this moment, his mobile phone on the table turned on, and it was a message from Shen Zhuo.

He picked it up and looked at it, but Zheng Ning's attitude of "no one in the eye" angered Zheng Ning, and she even swept the cage to the ground: "You still have the guts to eat it!"

The steamed bun rolled to the ground, Yan Shaoqian looked down, his expression suddenly darkened.

Waste of food...is unforgivable.

He stood up abruptly, with the chopsticks in his hands wrapped in a murderous aura, stabbing out like a knife, and the tip of the chopsticks barely stopped less than one centimeter away from Zheng Ning's throat.

He leaned close to each other's ears and said in a volume that could only be heard by each other: "A chopstick can also kill people, do you believe it?"

Zheng Ning opened her eyes wide, she didn't know what happened, she just felt that she couldn't move.

The lips of the man in front of him parted slightly: "I haven't killed a woman yet, do you want to be the first?"