Slag Gong, why doesn't he abuse me?

Rumble, boom.

It seemed to be the sound of heavy armor slowly driving across the ground, and the low noise almost became the background music, constantly rising and falling.

"Linchu, wait for me."

Huo Qiao stood in front of Yin Linchu fully armed, holding the weapon tightly in both hands, his eyes were bright and pure, with passionate love and firm belief.

He has his own mission, which is what he should do, Yin Linchu nodded: "Go, come back early."

A somewhat childish smile bloomed on that face, he opened his arms to embrace Yin Linchu, and whispered in his ear: "I will return to you intact.

My partner, my lover. "

"Huo Qiao..."

Huo Qiao let go of his hand, turned around and walked towards the chariot heading for the battlefield. The wind and sand rolled in, and his back disappeared from sight.

The engine of the chariot continued to roar, like thunder, rumbling, rumbling...

Why haven't you driven away for so long?

Yin Linchu opened his eyes, seeing the dim ceiling in front of him, the chariots and wind and sand disappeared, but the rumbling sound like thunder did not disappear.

He looked at the sofa in disbelief. The person lying on the sofa seemed to be in a deep sleep, and the voice came from his mouth.

At night, the two fell asleep on the bed and the sofa respectively. Yin Chenglu glanced at Yin Linchu, who was facing away from him, and said good night, before waiting for a response, he closed his eyes and began to fall asleep.

Until the moment before falling asleep, Yin Chenglu thought in a drowsy state: He really didn't say good night, it's rude...

"Hey."

Yin Chenglu suddenly woke up from his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Yin Linchu standing beside him: "What's wrong?"

Yin Linchu gritted his teeth: "You can torture me emotionally, or you can directly fight with me, but you can't snore and keep me from sleeping."

Long-term sleep deprivation is a kind of mental and physical torture. In the past, this method was often used to extract confessions by torture. Few people can withstand this kind of torture.

Yin Linchu stared at Yin Chenglu: "Is this how you deal with me?"

"Are you kidding me? I snore? I don't usually snore! Are you too tired today?" Yin Chenglu wasn't sure, and then saw that the number on Yin Linchu's subtitles dropped again, and hurriedly reminded: "Your points have dropped again!"

"Well, I don't care."

Yin Chenglu seriously suggested: "I think you should care about it."

Yin Linchu looked away, returned to the bed and closed his eyes again.

"I always feel that what you and Huo Yao said are very different."

Yin Chenglu was so startled that he couldn't fall asleep, and started talking to himself.

Although Yin Linchu turned his back to him, Yin Chenglu knew that he was not asleep either.

"In Huo Yao's mouth, you always smile at everyone, and you don't get angry at anything.

She said some exaggerated things before, and you never blamed her, and you have always been gentle to her. "

Yin Chenglu looked at that figure, "She said, the person you value most is her brother.

So, can I assume it's because of that person? "

The back figure was unmoved, he saw that Yin Linchu's subtitles had been added a point, and his mood was a bit indescribably complicated - he lost before he even started, how important is Huo Qiao to his heart?

"Haven't you ever thought that that person approached you on purpose to deceive your feelings?"

"There's so much nonsense, isn't that what you're going to do?" Yin Linchu was impatient. He didn't understand Huo Qiao at all, so he just talked nonsense.

The next moment, Yin Chenglu was standing blankly in the corridor with his pillow in his arms. The closed door was locked behind him. After watching for several seconds, he still didn't dare to knock on the door.

If you have something to say, can't you?Throwing people out of their rooms in the middle of the night is simply inhumane.

His heart is so cold.

During breakfast, Huo Yao kept staring at Yincheng Road, worried: "Brother, did you not have a good rest last night?"

Dark circles came out.

Yin Chenglu responded casually, finished his breakfast, and followed Yin Linchu who left after eating.

"What are you going to do today?"

"Grow flowers."

Yin Chenglu couldn't understand: "What's the use of planting flowers? Forget it, I'm going out to find someone today."

"Who?" Yin Linchu was really interested.

Yin Chenglu smiled mysteriously.

For several days in a row, Dai Shu would go to a nearby coffee shop during his lunch break to buy a cup of coffee.

As usual, he walked through the green corridor outside the window along the street, raised his head inadvertently, and a figure bumped into his eyes, slowing down his steps.

The thought of turning back or avoiding it flashed, he raised his head, walked straight forward, and passed the person.

"Dai Shu."

That person was Huo Qiao in normal clothes, with a slightly longer windbreaker against his tall figure, the sunlight leaking from the flowers and leaves in the green corridor turned into embellishments on the skirts of his clothes.

The handsome face is more three-dimensional under the light and shadow, but Dai Shu hopes that he doesn't know him.

Stepping into the door that opened automatically, Dai Shu ordered as usual, quickly got his cup of coffee, and walked out the door.

He still ignored the people standing outside the door as he did when he came here, his leather shoes stepped on the imitation wood floor, and every step was smooth.

Dai Shu heaved a sigh of relief as he was about to pass by that person.

But in the next second, his feet slipped and he fell backwards.

"Be careful!" Yin Chenglu stretched out his hands to catch him, his worried eyes met his gaze, full of tenderness.

Dai Shu stared at him blankly, not spilling a drop of coffee in his hand.

He stood up slowly and spoke the first sentence.

"Did you do it?"

Yin Chenglu didn't react: "Huh?"

"It was you who did it! I didn't have this water when I came here just now, do you want to see me make a fool of yourself?" Dai Shu snapped.

Yin Chenglu pointed at himself and mouthed "I" for a long time, but was speechless.

Dai Shu rolled his eyes at him, and quickened his pace to leave.

"Dai Shu, I came here specially to see you, I want to see you."

Yin Chenglu caught up to the first few steps.

The crisp footsteps stopped suddenly, and Dai Shu turned his head, with a strange look in his eyes.

With a smile on his face, he walked up to Yin Chenglu step by step, with sharp and beautiful eyes, Yin Chenglu couldn't help admiring that he looked really good.

Dai Shu's tone was gentle: "How do you want to play tricks on me?"

Yin Chenglu said in a low voice, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Dai Shu's smile widened, but there was no smile in his eyes, and he leaned closer to his ear: "Come closer to me, I'll kill you."

Yin Chenglu: Enough flavor!

The red rose was indeed wild enough, more eye-catching than he imagined, and it perfectly aroused his desire to conquer.

Putting on a simple disguise, Yin Linchu, who was sitting on the sidelines watching, wanted to remind Yin Chenglu that Dai Shu hated Huo Qiao so much that he finally restrained himself from making a sound.

Ah, isn't that what life is like?Thousands of good words of advice from others are not worth a personal experience. Only when you have experienced it yourself can you learn a profound lesson.

Good luck to him.

Yin Chenglu took a step forward, and grabbed Dai Shu's wrist who was about to leave, "Wait, don't leave."

Dai Shu turned his head, the corners of his mouth were fixed, and he looked at the hand holding him, his eyes were amazingly bright: "You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"No."

Yin Chenglu said pleasantly, "What about you? We can be together."

Dai Shu: "I treat you to eat."

"That's so embarrassing, of course I should invite you..." Yin Chenglu was flattered.

Dai Shu showed a ruthless expression: "Punch me!"

The fist hit Yin Chenglu's abdomen so hard that he bowed on the spot and his body was so painful that he couldn't speak.

Watching Dai Shu leave, Yin Chenglu felt Yin Linchu approaching him, his voice trembling: "Why? Why, did I offend him?"

There was a forced smile in Yin Linchu's voice: "This is probably a rose with thorns."

Yin Chenglu's heart is almost broken, how come one or two are like this? Does the charm he is proud of fail to work in this world?

Do not!He can't accept it!

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