can not help

Han Yue had a rare good night's sleep, and when he woke up to pick up his phone, it was already past 7 o'clock. This is really a miracle for a person who has been exercising early for a long time and has always had a regular schedule.He stretched himself, folded the quilt neatly, and opened the door of his bedroom.

The living room was quiet, and the other two were obviously still playing backgammon with Duke Zhou (they probably didn't know how to play other chess either).Han Yue strolled around the living room. In fact, due to his long-term cautiousness and nervousness, he was a little confused yesterday. After taking a shower, he climbed back to bed and fell asleep with his head covered. He didn't pay attention to the layout and appearance of the room.

After taking the position of the doors and windows, the trees downstairs, and the layout of the community as far as he could see, Han Yue strolled towards the kitchen.

Wisps of fragrance passed through the crack of the door, fluttering in the shape of a finger, hooking Qian Shucheng's nose, pulling him away from Duke Zhou.

Qian Shucheng sat up, his eyes hadn't opened yet, he first sniffed to make sure it wasn't the scent from his dream, and then he was willing to open his eyes.

what's the situation?Meng Junchen's conscience found out that he got up to make breakfast?

Qian Shucheng scratched his head, really feeling that this idea was a bit dreamy.

After struggling for a long time between getting out of bed and watching monsters, I finally decided to go to see monsters. After all, there are always beds, and monsters are rare.

Qian Shucheng lifted the quilt, stretched his long legs for a long time before taking sex, and then opened the door with his slippers.

There really are monsters outside the door!

What the hell is a burly man wearing an apron, busy making breakfast here? !At this moment, there are only two words to describe his mood.

"Fuck!"

Um?Can you make a sound without opening your mouth?When did you practice ventriloquism?

Immediately afterwards, Qian Shucheng saw Meng Junchen standing at the door of the next room, staring at two big eyes, and ran to the dining table with an expression of wanting to be blind, staring at Han Yue as he put a casserole on the dining table, Staring at Han Yue, he slowly took off the outrageous apron and put it on the back of the chair.

Han Yue opened the casserole, and the rich aroma of rice came to his face. Qian Shucheng thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think that the rice at home was so fragrant.

Han Yue arranged the tableware, looked at the two people like a log, and said, "I don't know what you like to eat, so I made porridge, fried a few eggs, and fried a few deep-fried dough sticks."

Qian Shucheng walked over to open the chair, picked up a deep-fried dough stick and stuffed it into his mouth: "Good wife and mother, I just said how could such a rough guy like Meng Junchen know how to make breakfast."

Meng Junchen looked at the bowl in front of him, looked at the porridge in the casserole in front of him, and after hesitating again and again, he picked up the rice spoon to serve himself. Although his actions were honest, his mouth was still full of knives: "You are so diligent, you won't be poisoned."

Han Yue picked up a fried egg for himself, and replied two words slowly: "Down."

Meng Junchen's hand holding the porridge trembled, and a few hot rice grains fell into his hand. He first put the bowl on the table steadily, and then let out a groan, feeling that the whole building was shaking accordingly.

Qian Shucheng almost spit out the fritters from his mouth, but the movement of laughing suddenly stopped.

"I'll go, it's not really poisoned." Meng Junchen looked at Qian Shucheng with an expression of disbelief.

Qian Shucheng slowly put down the fried dough sticks, looked at Meng Junchen: "I forgot to brush my teeth..."

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As people's awareness of environmental protection increases, warm winters have long been a thing of the past, and now the winter in the imperial capital is always accompanied by white snow.

The three of Qian Shucheng leaned against the heater in the room and ate oranges, feeling very comfortable.

Qian Shucheng tore the white silk from the orange and said, "So, you were hunted down, so you went to 'Wangxiang' for refuge?"

Han Yue: "Well, too many ants can kill an elephant."

Meng Junchen snorted: "Just you? Return the elephant?"

Qian Shucheng picked up the freshly torn orange petals and stuffed them into Meng Junchen's mouth: "Eat your orange."

Meng Junchen chewed the orange fiercely, staring at the two people who didn't let him interrupt.

Qian Shucheng ignored him, and continued to chat with Han Yue: "Who insists on your life? Didn't you wander around properly before?"

Han Yue smiled: "It's expected."

Qian Shucheng glanced at him, seemingly unintentionally said, "Shut up?"

"Almost." Han Yue couldn't understand Qian Shucheng's hidden meaning, so he replied in an ambiguous manner on purpose.

Qian Shucheng snorted lightly.

"I know what you mean." Han Yue sat leisurely on the sofa with his teacup in his arms, and he didn't look like a person being hunted down.

Qian Shucheng didn't speak, just peeled the oranges on his own.

Han Yuedao: "Mr. Murong took the initiative to contact me."

Qian Shucheng raised his head, and Meng Junchen also stopped stuffing things into his mouth.

"After I was going to talk to you last time, I was planning to give up your line." No one asked, and Han Yue spoke up by himself, "I'm sorry for what happened last time, but I don't regret it."

Qian Shucheng didn't speak, but listened quietly.

Han Yue took a sip of tea. He had actually decided to confess something when he came here, but if he didn't come here, he was afraid that he would never see things come true, so he could only compromise: "On the third day of our separation, Several people found me and told me that Mr. Murong wanted to see me."

"I know that he must know what I'm looking for you. I thought he wouldn't care about my crap, and I had to go through you to help me set up a line. What you said to him may not be easy to use." Han Yue's hand Rubbing the cup, looking at Qian Shucheng, "If you really only have the relationship that is rumored by the outside world, he really treats you very well."

"What's the relationship with the rumors from the outside world?" Qian Shucheng suddenly felt guilty.

Han Yue looked at him suspiciously, and said, "It's similar to an adopted son."

"Wh...what!!"

Han Yue laughed and said, "Just kidding, it's just that you and your brother were rescued by him, what else can there be?"

Qian Shucheng coughed a few times, and the feeling of being choked on by saliva was really uncomfortable.

Han Yue laughed enough, and secretly thought about what to say and what to say, and then continued: "After talking with Mr. Murong, Mr. asked me to find a place to avoid the limelight, but I am really worried. How could I find a place to hide and expect others to avenge me? Who would really care if it's not my own business?"

At the end of the conversation, Han Yue couldn't control his excitement.

"What are you talking about? What kind of revenge? You asked Murong Ling to help you kill someone?" Qian Shucheng was really upset when he heard this, and he couldn't tell whether it was Han Yue's hidden words that made him unhappy, or because Murong Ling To kill and not be happy.

Han Yue suppressed his emotions, lowered his head, the turmoil in his eyes gradually subsided, and then he continued: "It's not that I asked Mr. to kill someone, it's not enough to be private, I must arrest that person, let him be ruined, then he will be shot. Already!"

At the end of the sentence, he gritted his teeth and said it, which shows how much he hates.

Qian Shucheng didn't insist on asking for a result. Everyone has privacy and doesn't want others to know it. As long as it hurts the people around him, he won't care too much. He picked up the oranges that had been peeled and put on the table, petal by petal He is eating, and eating does not affect his speech.

"So, your matter of looking for Murong Ling was discovered by the Chou family. The Chou family thought that you were too lazy to care about it. Now that you have found a big tree, the Chou family thinks it is dangerous. Murong Ling is really restless, so they will directly deal with you. ?”

Han Yue nodded.

Qian Shucheng continued: "Then why are you coming with me, I can't protect you."

Han Yue smiled: "Are you pretending to be stupid or are you really stupid? Don't you know that there are so many people protecting you in the dark around you?"

Qian Shucheng paused when he took out the orange, and looked up at Han Yue.

Han Yue said: "When we came out of 'Forget Hometown' last night, there was a group of people squatting and preparing to attack, didn't you know?"

Qian Shucheng really doesn't know, if that's the case... Now that I think about it, my back feels cold.

Han Yue sighed: "So I said you don't meddle in these things, don't get involved, you just won't listen."

Qian Shucheng still wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.

Han Yue looked at him, and said coldly: "Those people should have already solved it, it's something beyond their control."

Meng Junchen, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't hold back, sneered, and said: "You don't rely on others, where does your sense of superiority have anything to do with you?"

Qian Shucheng rolled his eyes and glanced at Han Yue who was drinking tea, "How long are you going to stay with me?"

Han Yue: "Huh? Anyway, you have an empty room, and I can help with housework, how about it?"

"I will clean up the house, and I will cook the meals."

Han Yue put the teacup on the table, sat upright, and looked up at Qian Shucheng pitifully honestly: "Are you... are you going to drive me away?"

What does it feel like for a strong man to act cute?A slap in the face killed his heart.

Qian Shucheng resisted the discomfort in his stomach, adhering to the concept of not wasting food, and it took a while to suppress the nausea.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Han Yue raised his teacup again.It was impossible, absolutely impossible, to let him go before he had figured out where to go.

Qian Shucheng took a sip of water and said, "It's fine to live here, teach me fighting skills..."

"Don't teach."

Before Qian Shucheng finished speaking, Han Yue interrupted him sternly.

Just kidding, if he taught this kid these things without authorization and caused some trouble later, Murong Ling would have to tear him apart.It's a small thing to tear up, what should I do if I go back on what I promised him earlier, where will he go to reason.

Qian Shucheng crossed Erlang's legs and folded his hands on his chest: "You can think about it, if you don't agree to me, you can find a place to live by yourself today, and ask for good luck."

"If I don't leave, you can still throw me out?" Han Yue made up his mind to play tricks.

"I can't throw you out, I can just change places to live." Qian Shucheng chuckled, "You also said that I am surrounded by people who protect me. If I am not here, the people who protect me will not be here either. Alright."

Han Yue's face was dark, and he secretly scolded himself that he shouldn't have said so much before, and dug a hole for himself.

"Mr. Han, think about it slowly. I'm not in a hurry. If you can't think about it, you can find a place to live at night and think about it slowly."

Han Yue: "If I help you, what if Mr. Murong is angry?"

Qian Shucheng: "The responsibility is mine."

Han Yue: "Do you think he will hold you accountable and let me go?"

Qian Shucheng: "Do you want to teach or not?"

Han Yue gritted his teeth: "Teach."

It's still important to save your life temporarily.

Meng Junchen looked left and right, and said nothing.