It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

After Yin Cong walked out, he blocked the stairs with his body and stood there quietly.

Feng Jing looked Yin Cong up and down, and chuckled, "You really are not simple."

Yin Cong heard the words, his pupils were very pale, and there was no trace of emotion in them, as if he had no emotion in his whole body.

"Don't go up." The other party said lightly, but these four simple words actually carried a strong deterrent force, suppressing Feng Jing almost hard to breathe, unable to say a word "no".

"Oh, what is this doing?"

Yin Cong turned around to look back, and the pressure on Feng Jing was relieved. He heaved a sigh of relief and looked to the right to see that Feng Quan was walking down the stairs leisurely with his hands in his pockets.

Feng Quan grinned foolishly at Yin Cong, then patted his head as if suddenly remembering something, and said to Feng Jing who thought he was wiping his cold sweat secretly:

"By the way, Captain Feng, something suddenly occurred to me, why don't Captain Feng Jing get busy first?"

Feng Jing looked at Feng Quan's seemingly kind smile, and for some reason he felt terrified, as if he had some bad intentions at the first glance.

These two are simply a match made in heaven.Feng Jing cursed inwardly.

"I'm not busy at all." Feng Jing showed a proper smile, "Whatever you want to do, I'll be with you. During this critical period, as a public official of the Tianshi Division, I have the responsibility to protect you."

As soon as these two people saw something about the case, they were hiding something from him, so he must follow closely.Feng Jing thought to himself.

"Of course." He raised the corners of his mouth cunningly, "If you are going to book a room in a hotel, well... just forget it, I understand."

Not letting him follow is acknowledging that he is going to book a room in a hotel.Feng Jing thought sinisterly.

Feng Quan frowned, "Why do you want to go to a hotel—" He suddenly understood, and looked at Feng Jing with an incredulous expression. 'Color waste.

Feng Jing spread his hands to meet Feng Quan's gaze.

Feng Quan originally wanted to talk to Shao Jing, and lead Wang Qianqian from Shao Jing; but if Feng Jing wanted to follow, he changed the way of saying:

"The students who fell from the building and disappeared later are in order. The students in our class signed their names on an application form before, and the order of signatures is the order of the students who fell from the building. The next one is our monitor, Tan Jie, I'm going to check on him."

Feng Jing made a "please" gesture, "Then let's go."

According to Tan Jie's message to Feng Quan, his parents are on a business trip and several of them can live in his home.However, Feng Quan still searched for hotels near Tan Jie's house on the Internet.

Unexpectedly, after getting into the car, Yin Cong, who seemed to be in deep thought, suddenly asked:

"Does 'go to the hotel' mean anything special?"

Feng Quan froze.

Yin Cong asked Feng Quan with a pure and knowledge-seeking expression on his face: "Do you mean to stay in a hotel? Seems a bit wrong."

Feng Quan said: "Yes, why not, that's what it means."

"Really." Yin Cong muttered, without saying anything.

Feng Quan squinted at him, seeing that the other party had stopped worrying about this problem and started to close his eyes to rest his mind, he breathed a sigh of relief instead.

I don't know why... Explaining this thing to Yin Cong has a feeling of teaching bad children, and... I feel embarrassed.

There are two hotels on the opposite street where Tan Jie lives. Feng Quan looked at the window orientations of each room, and a few of them happened to be able to see Tan Jie's house without shelter.Remembering Yin Cong's helpless obsession with cleanliness, Feng Quan first bought a set of disposable sheets and pillowcases from the shopkeeper, and Feng Jing had already started booking rooms there.

"A room."

Feng Quan pushed Feng Jing away from the counter, "Are there any rooms with windows facing the road?" He turned to Feng Jing and said, "Why is there only one room?"

"Three big men, one room is not enough? The funds are limited, so we will make do with it."

Feng Quan looked at Feng Jing expressionlessly.

Shit's funds are limited. The Tianshi Office has never had limited funds before the captain became Feng Jing. Feng Jing is just an iron cock, and he is reluctant to take out an extra penny unless necessary.

Besides, Yin Cong is not a rough guy like Feng Jing, if he is allowed to stay in the same room with others all night, he will probably be stared at by Yin Cong with the same eyes as the dean.

"It's okay, I have money, we need another one." Feng Quan comforted Yin Congdao, he took out his mobile phone and ID card grandly, and paid for it.

Feng Jing never admitted that he only wanted one room because he didn't want to pay: "We can have one room, and I will protect you all nearby."

Feng Quan, who had just received his room card, felt his sleeve being grabbed by someone, and then Feng Quan, who was holding his arms full of disposable bedding and toiletries, was dragged around in a dizzy circle, with one arm wrapped around the own shoulders.

Next to it is Yin Cong's light tone: "No, I can protect it."

Feng Quan turned his head to look at him in surprise, pretending to be delicate and said: "Yes, then please ask brother Yin to protect him."

Yin Cong pursed his lips and said nothing, but the tips of his ears turned red.

Feng Quan didn't notice how the other party's ears were, but took advantage of the close distance between the two of them to measure their height secretly.Yin Cong is tall and tall, and he should not be short. After rebirth, he has grown several centimeters, and should have exceeded 1.8 meters.After such a comparison, he found that he was indeed a little bit taller than Yin Cong.

Feng Quan narrowed his eyes contentedly, and was led up to the third floor by Yin Cong.

"Yo." Feng Quan leaned closer to Yin's face, "You're so close to me, are you unclean?"

Yin Cong glanced at him indifferently, and retracted his arms to his side as if nothing had happened.

The palms were gathered in the sleeves and held the circle.I don't know why, but he seems to be a little bit attached to the temperature of Feng Quan's body.

Seeing that Yin never spoke, Feng Quan stuffed a large pile of things into Yin Cong's arms, and opened the door with the room card.As the door opened with a "clack", Yin Cong suddenly had an epiphany, and said in a surprising way:

"Is this what Feng Jing said earlier about 'opening up' in the hotel?"

"!!——" Feng Quan almost choked on his saliva, and when he turned around and saw Yin Cong's expression of "that's how it is", he could only make mistakes, "Yes, that's it."

Yin Cong nodded and went in first to make the bed.

Feng Jing also went up to the third floor, cast a glance at Feng Quan with the condemning eyes of "you couple of dogs", and went into the next room.Feng Quan rolled his eyes and walked into the room.

Yin Cong was surprised and said, "Why did you come in?"

"Otherwise?" Feng Quan said as a matter of course, he sat down beside Yin Cong's tidied bed, stretched, and asked in response:

"Isn't it? Just hate Feng Jing, even me, the landlord?"

Yin Cong was at a loss and said, "No... I've never shared a room with anyone else."

Feng Quan narrowed his eyes, "That's right, you are a 20-year-old young man born in [-]. But didn't you say that we are friends, good friends all go to bed at night, it's not night yet, watch with me How about a movie?"

Yin Cong thought for a while, "Okay. I haven't seen it yet."

Feng Quan took off his coat and went to bed, patted the pillow next to him and said enthusiastically, "Come here."

Yin Cong's face sank all of a sudden: "Take off your socks and take a bath."

Feng Quan: "Oh, what are you afraid of? Don't you sleep on the bed next to you? I've delayed you by not taking a shower?"

"Yes." Yin Cong walked to Feng Quan's bed and said condescendingly, "Go take a bath."

Feng Quan: "...Okay, I'm going to take a shower."

For the first time in history, Feng Quan and Yin Cong lay on the same bed and stayed in the same quilt. Today is a great day worth remembering.

While searching for movies on his phone, Feng Quan said to Yin Cong, "If there is something you don't understand, please discuss it with me. It's a pity that I forgot to buy snacks."

Since Feng Quan said so, Yin Cong did not intend to be polite at all:

"Why does this woman act strangely when she sees this scene?"

"Why are they exchanging rings?"

"Why do their lips touch each other?"

"Wait!" Feng Quan turned his head and said, "Are you a hundred thousand why?"

Yin Cong asked with doubts on his face, "What is 'One Hundred Thousand Whys'?"

Feng Quan: "It is a book compiled by later generations based on the words of a man named Yin Cong. It is called "One Hundred Thousand Whys."

Yin Congye was dull enough to realize that Feng Quan was mocking him, so he glanced at him lightly.

Feng Quan who was next to him suddenly felt something bit his calf. He let out a scream of "Ouch", reached into the bed and found a red, black bean eyes, and two pincers showing off his power. Crab.

Feng Quan: "..."

He looked at the crab probingly, then turned his head slightly to look at the serious Yin Cong.The other party's expression was serious as if the crab had nothing to do with him.

Feng Quan said: "...It looks familiar. Did the hero and heroine in the movie eat this thing just now? It's all cooked, can it still move?"

Yin Cong looked forward.

Feng Quan: "That's just right. Watching movies still lacks snacks. This crab is still made of spiritual power. I don't know how to eat it."

Yin Cong moved quickly, snatching the crab from Feng Quan's hand at once. It shook its two front paws and turned into spiritual power, but Yin Cong withdrew his palm.

"Watching a movie." Yin Congzheng said.

Feng Quan grinned, and while watching the movie, he was a little curious about what the crabs Yin Cong's spiritual power condensed tasted like.

He kindly explained to Yin Cong the question the other party asked before: "It seems that you have never been in a relationship, even why their lips are stuck together... You really don't know at all, right?"

Yin Cong frowned, troubled: "I know, but I just can't understand."

Feng Quan took some time off, "Why can't you understand the Fa?"

Yin Cong said with disgust: "It will be stained with other people's saliva."

Feng Quan was delighted, indeed, it was unimaginable for Yin Cong to eat other people's saliva.

"Then when you have a lover in the future, don't you just touch your cheek with your lips when you're intimacy?"

Yin Cong still frowned tightly, as if he couldn't accept even this. "I won't have a lover."

"What if?"

Yin Cong then nodded his head very reluctantly.

Feng Quan laughed and said, "I'll see if you can find a partner in the future, or if you find a partner in a few days, you will break up."