[Yongman] Male god, you lost a second-hand

"Okay, hurry up." An Yan put away the smile on his face, with a serious expression, give up quickly, so I can go home and sleep.

The girl held the wooden stick in her hand obviously unconfidently. No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to pass this test.But when she saw An Yan's serious expression, it was obvious that she took this matter seriously, and unconsciously took a deep breath. Forget it, no matter what, let's give it a try, for the sake of her love.

So the three-person group of onlookers watched the girl try to break the wooden stick with both hands, but all ended in failure. They also had to cheer for the girl. In fact, it was not only the girl, but even them. Do it, the only one who can do it is probably the boss.

"This is impossible." The girl returned the wooden stick to An Yan angrily, looking like she could cry in a second, and looked at An Yan with aggrieved expression.

An Yan stretched out his hand to catch the wooden stick firmly. Under the watchful eyes of the girl and the crowd of onlookers, as soon as he exerted force with his hands, the wooden stick was broken into two halves with a "click". The process did not exceed In three seconds, his hands were crisp and clear, without any muddling.

Girls: "∑(っ°Д°;)っ"

The three-person group of onlookers: "Σ(°△°|||)︴"

An Yan threw the broken wooden stick into the trash can casually, "I don't like people who are too weak. They can't even do such simple things well, and they will only cause me more trouble in the future."

After all, instead of looking at the girl's reaction, she waved to the people hiding next to her, "Let's go, go back."

"Oh." Those people came out from one side and quickly followed An Yan's footsteps.

And the girl behind wiped the tears from her face, and ran in the opposite direction without looking back.

"Is it okay? An Yan, isn't it too much for you to do this?" As a woman, Xia Shaoguang disapproved of An Yan's approach.

An Yan regained his smiling face, "To put it bluntly, she likes you, so you have to take care of her emotions, then I'm going to be too busy, right Shen Tu."

Shen Tu, who was involved in the topic, hummed, and his mood was obviously much happier than before.

When Xia Shaoguang heard that the boss agreed to take care of him, he swallowed his questioning words. The boss has always indulged An Yan so much. Is there really nothing wrong with it? It's like raising a son.

The last case of the special case group ([-])

"It's really cold recently." Xia Shaoguang, who was rubbing his arms to keep warm, complained while sitting on a chair.

An Yan, who was wrapped in a blanket, pricked up his ears, curled up on the sofa, and asked expectantly, "Will it snow in winter?"

"Yes." Xia Shaoguang nodded vigorously, and then looked suspiciously at An Yan, who looked expectant, "Have you never seen snow?"

An Yan sighed, "I probably won't have the chance to see snow again after studying abroad." Even if he caught a glimpse of the pure white snowflakes occasionally, he would be dyed a dazzling red by that person. The dull red color gave An Yan the illusion that he was also dark red.

Xia Shaoguang let out a hey in disbelief.

Shen Tu placed the steaming box lunch on the table in front of An Yan, along with a cup of chocolate milk tea. Hearing their conversation, she sat beside An Yan, pulled a corner of the blanket over her body, and asked The person beside him has turned his gaze to An Yan outside the window, "Want to see the snow?"

"Yeah." An Yan opened the lunch box, broke open the chopsticks and began to pick out the coriander in his dishes. Coriander is the most common side dish, and many people like it very much, but An Yan hates the taste of coriander so much that he saw If there is coriander in the dish, I can't help but pick it all out before I eat the dish.

The others also consciously took their own food and returned to their seats. At this point in time, there must be no hot food in the cafeteria, so Shen Tu simply went outside to buy food and came back.

"Then when it snows, I'll give you a day off and watch it with you." Shen Tu looked helplessly at An Yan and picked out all the coriander in his dish for himself.

"Okay." An Yan, who was picking vegetables, readily agreed.

"I told you not to throw all the dishes you don't like to me!" Mu Yangfan roared not far away.

Aggrieved, Lin Fen retracted the chopsticks holding the vegetables, and reluctantly put them back in his lunch box, and argued in a low voice unconvinced: "What's the matter? This is called not wasting food, and only a little vegetables."

"Ha!" Mu Yangfan seemed to have heard some big joke, he looked like a pile of green vegetables, the veins on his forehead were twitching, and he slapped Lin Fen on the back of the head, "What is a little bit, You gave it all to me."

Lin Fen, who was almost called into the lunch box by Mu Yangfan, turned his head in the opposite direction in time, and laughed a few times guilty, his eyes happened to see An Yan pick the coriander to the boss, but the boss didn't say anything, let An Yan's picky eating behavior.

Lin Fen immediately yelled unfairly: "Look, the boss doesn't mind An Yan picking out dishes he doesn't like."

Mu Yangfan: "Let's talk about it when you just don't eat coriander like An Yan."

Stand: "(._.)"

Everything has returned to calm. The people in the special case team are noisy in this ordinary and peaceful day, and they may go together to solve those tricky cases. When encountering danger, An Yan and Shen Tu will always save the danger. In incident after incident, the degree of tacit understanding is getting higher and higher, and the body has already made movements to cooperate with the other party without even needing to look at them.

No one knows what unpredictable things will happen in the future.

No one knows what unacceptable endings will emerge in the future.

If you don't know, will you feel that every day is happy.

"Shen Tu, you will take over the operation to encircle and suppress the drug dealer Morse." The director knocked on the table and sat at the head of the huge conference room and said, "There is also a small team led by your father to cooperate with this operation." .”

"Can I refuse?" Shen Tu said with an unhappy face.

"No." The director frowned and said sharply: "This time An Yan will sneak into those people's lair as an undercover agent. Xia Shaoguang, as a forward, must pay attention to An Yan's safety. Mu Yangfan will use all means to break through the other party's network. Keep in touch with An Yan at all times, Shentu, you and Lin Fen are responsible for planning the action plan, and those who support us will protect you in the dark, do you have any objections?"

"Why do you want An Yan to be an undercover agent? Isn't it okay to stand in the forest?" Shen Tu was dissatisfied with An Yan's arrangement and entered such a place, but it was too dangerous to say that it was a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

"That can't be helped. Your information has been poorly understood by them. We only have An Yan's information here, which is the only one that has not been leaked."

"Then you'd better make sure that An Yan won't shed a drop of blood."

"Are you someone who doesn't trust the Ministry of Homeland Security?"

"Who do you think I can trust even if I don't trust myself?"

"Oh, you're still the same."

"Each each other."

So the meeting ended in the unhealthy conversation between Shen Tu and the director, and the others were also called away by the director to prepare the things needed for this operation.

When connecting with Shen Tu's father, Shen Tu held An Yan's hand tightly with one hand with obvious resistance.

While Shen Tu's father was chatting with the director in the distance, An Yan looked at Shen Tu who had been emotionally unstable since just now, "Shen Tu, if you don't cooperate well with your father, who will be responsible for my safety."

"I..." "Listen to me, please let go of the hatred in your heart for now. This is a mission, not a time to play tricks on you." An Yan pulled out his hand and patted Shen Tu on the shoulder with a slightly forceful tone. .

Just as Shen Tu answered, Shen Tu's father came from afar.

Seeing that Shen Tu didn't want to talk to his father, An Yan stretched out his right hand towards Shen Tu's father, and said gently, "Hello, I'm An Yan, the undercover agent for this operation."

Shen Tu's father didn't say much, and held An Yan's right hand kindly, but after seeing the familiar silver bracelet on An Yan's right wrist, surprise flashed across his face for a moment, and he turned his head to look at it. Go to Shen Tu behind An Yan.

"You gave him that?" Shen Tu's father said.

This sentence is obviously asking about Shen Tu behind An Yan.

"Why, what my mother gave me is mine, and how to deal with it is my business." Shen Tu frowned, stretched out his hand and pulled An Yan behind him.

"That's not true, but you need to know the meaning of that silver bracelet." "Nah, of course I know."

Shen Tu dragged An Yan away sullenly, walked straight back to the empty special case team, threw herself on the sofa without saying a word, and the atmosphere became very dignified.

An Yan didn't expect that what Shen Tu said jokingly before was actually true, and he was a little ashamed, and suddenly felt his right hand became heavy, and asked worriedly: "Is there any problem? This kind of thing was given to me casually. "

"Whatever you want, just keep it if you give it to you." The somewhat irritable Shen Tu heard An Yan's voice, and the anger in his heart gradually subsided, and he rubbed An Yan's smooth black hair.

"I see."

At night, in the streets full of feasting and feasting, there are all kinds of people walking around, and in the noisy bars, people from all walks of life gather, lurking here, waiting for the opportunity to move.

The extremely coquettish dancer on the stage is twisting her seductive body, attracting cheers from the audience, the ear-splitting music, the pleasant conversation with the people around, the sound of wine glasses colliding, the sound of dice shaking, and the An ambiguous gasp.

The one who is out of place here is An Yan who is sitting in the corner, holding a glass of red wine, smiling frivolously and coquettishly