Your nemesis passed out again

Are these two people out of their minds?Wen Yuhe held the check in his hand and froze in place for a while, facing the "innocence" that the other party could call out 9000 billion, he felt stuck in his throat, and he had to take back the check he threw out.

The opponent is thick-skinned enough, he is willing to bow down.

"Will he get better after the injection?" Xun Qin asked.

Confused by the question, the check was not handed out, and the sarcasm was stuck in his throat. Wen Yuhe looked at Xun Qin for more than a minute, took a deep breath, and spoke again. Compared with the aggressive look when he first entered the door, it was a little relieved at this time .

"Your health is not good, so you have to recuperate slowly." After Wen Yuhe finished speaking, he took out the thermometer from the medicine box: "Take another measurement in the afternoon and if the temperature drops, take another measurement in the evening. It is good that the high fever has not returned in the past two days. There are also situations where the temperature exceeds 37 degrees repeatedly, so he should be sent to the hospital first, and his physical condition should not be delayed even if he has a minor illness."

"understood."

Wen Yuhe lowered his head and packed the medicine box. The injection of the needle will not be finished for a while, and he counts on Xun Qin, a brat, to handle the next process. 80.00% have to go to the funeral home to attend Wen Ningshu's memorial service tomorrow.

After going back and forth to pick up the contents of the medicine box three times, Xun Qin rushed to the kitchen to fill a bowl of porridge, intending to shake hands with Wen Yuhe to make peace.

"I came here in a hurry and didn't eat anything. Let's have a bowl of porridge first."

Wen Yuhe was embarrassed to pack the medical box while standing there, and there was no need to refute his face when Xun Qin came to show his kindness to this point. Wen Yuhe nodded and smiled, took a sip of the bowl of porridge, and almost died on the spot.

The porridge smelled of burnt food, and even after taking a sip, the stomach screamed with nausea.

Wen Yuhe put down the bowl in his hand, even facing Xun Qin's expectant eyes, he couldn't say a word of flattery.

"The three of you live together, neither of you know how to cook?" Wen Yuhe glanced at the bowl of porridge, coughing lightly.

"We don't eat it, why do we do it?" Sen said.

Xun Qin squeezed Sen hard, and smiled all over his face: "I really don't know how to do this. During these days together, he took good care of me, so he fell down. I was in a hurry and couldn't take care of him well. …can you teach me? I can learn.”

Standing by the side, Sen's eyes were staring straight. Since he knew Xun Qin, he has never cared so much about anyone except Nina.

If he really didn't care, with Xun Qin's character and temper, if Wen Yuhe dared to complain that his porridge was unpalatable, he could open Wen Yuhe's mouth and give Wen Yuhe the rest of the porridge water.

Wen Yuhe glanced at the bedroom door, smiled lightly and said, "Okay."

Reboil the porridge in a new pot, Wen Yuhe explained the cooking time when he left, and also told Wen Ningshu not to put sugar in the porridge water.

Wen Yuhe took Wen Ningshu's body temperature after the injection was finished, and then left.

"I think you really like him." Sen leaned against the kitchen doorframe, folded his arms, and looked lazily at Xun Qin who was studying the menu.

"Shouldn't wolves eat fatter food?" Xun Qin didn't look up when he said this, and flipped through a page of recipes with his fingers.

Sen raised one corner of his lips, put one hand on the door frame, and turned to observe Xun Qin: "After so many years of getting along, I still don't know you? I really like you. Hug him as soon as possible and keep your mouth shut. When he dies, you may I never had the chance to meet someone I liked so much.”

"You wishful thinking, a fool who is played around by a woman, you are also worthy of talking with me." Xun Qin closed the menu and put it on the table with a snap. Not happy.

It was rare for him to change his mind, and he wanted to enjoy his immortality with a small and delicate human being, but the other party refused to accept this kindness.

Sen's words were correct, but it just happened to poke Xun Qin's muzzle.

"Is it interesting to go back and forth about Elina's affairs? What happened back then was just an accident. Neither Elina nor I thought of betraying you. During the days when you were taken away, I always wanted to cooperate with Elina to save you." Come out, but there is no chance, I don't understand an accident, why have you been holding on to it for so many years, haven't you left that hell without incident?"

With a dodge, Xun Qin approached Sen, his hands holding Sen's neckline trembling slightly, his blue eyes seemed to sparkle, but they looked like a deep pool hiding giant beasts.

"You can speak so easily because the person in hell is not you."

"I know that it was my carelessness to capture you, but I have never betrayed you. Since you came out to now, I still beat and scold you, and let you vent your dissatisfaction. Why can't you let you go?" Do you spare others too?"

Holding Sen by the collar, Xun Qin slammed Sen hard against the wall, his lips parted slightly, his fangs showing: "Get lost."

Sen supported the wall and got up slowly, looked at Xun Qin with contemptuous eyes, and stumbled away without saying anything more.

The relationship between the two should have broken down long ago, Xun Qin looked at the closed door, leaned his back against the wall, and covered his eyes with one hand.

He and Wen Ningshu had told the story of the devil and the fisherman in the fairy tale.

During the dark days of the castle, he made a silent promise in his heart that if someone could take him out, he would be a cow and a horse for that person. In the darker days, there was no hope for waiting, only Endless resentment.

So when the 'fisherman' in the castle unshackled him, he couldn't help raising his gun and aiming at the 'fisherman' back.

Xun Qin lowered his head to look at his slightly trembling hands, closed them in a daze, and fell deeper and deeper into Wen Ningshu, perhaps because of Wen Ningshu's tender eyes and the 'fisherman' who helped him unshackle him so similar.

"Have you quarreled with Sen again?" Wen Ningshu put on his coat, leaning on the wall with his hands, and raised his thin light purple lips.

"Do whatever you want, without him, the family will lose a fortune." Xun Qin smiled, and stepped forward to support Wen Ningshu's shoulder: "This is between me and him, so don't worry about it."

"Ah."

……

At this time, Alina was sitting on the sofa eating cake elegantly, watching Ai Wen sitting in front of the computer and watching the video of Yang's villa over and over again, with a sarcastic smile.

"Some say he doesn't like vampires."

The mouse creaked in Aiwen's hands, and the plastic shell finally cracked.

"Ah, are you angry?" Alina ate the last bite of the cake, and there were red blood stains on the base of the cake.

"It's not fun to find me at this time."

"Don't say that, I just want you to know that it's not that he doesn't like vampires, but he doesn't like you." Alina smiled slightly, wiped off the red blood with her fingers and licked it off her lips, "So why don't you grab it? Come here? Your lord Earl has taught me that if you can’t get what you like, even if it’s ruined, you can’t give it to others.”

The author has something to say: Small theater Wen Ningshu: Meow meow?I made my own stand-in?

Xun Qin: How do I know that you were not cool with that shot...

Thanks Animetic cherub for throwing 1 mine, refill