The lure of the wolf

Qiao Qian wanted to see Xu Bei, and strongly demanded to meet immediately. He suspected that there was some damage in Xu Bei's mind that had not been discovered.Xu Bei hesitated for a while and didn't agree, only said to contact him again during the Chinese New Year.

After hanging up the phone, he has been lying on the bed staring at the lights in a daze. The Chinese New Year is almost here. Xu Bei thought about what he was doing during the Chinese New Year before, but he didn’t remember it. Qiao Qian and Ye Minmin had a meal together.

"It's the end of the new year again..." He sat up and wanted to get a glass of water to drink, but just as he got up, he felt dark in front of his eyes. After closing his eyes for a long time, he felt dizzy before slowly opening them.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of eyes. Because the distance was too close and he was completely unprepared, Xu Bei sat staring at the eyes for a long time before he could see clearly. Lang Jiu looked at him nervously.

"If I don't die of illness, I will be scared to death by you," Xu Bei sighed, and pushed Lang Jiu, "Go and pour a glass of water for your father, will you pour it?"

Lang Jiu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked to the bathroom. Before Xu Bei could react, he had already pushed the door open and went in.

"Damn, why are you going..." Xu Bei lost all strength to shout, and fell forward on the bed, "Do you want your father to drink tap water... ah... our tap water has not yet reached the drinking standard ...It's all bleach, and if you drink it, you'll get fucking urethral stones."

Lang Jiu came out quickly, holding the cup he used to brush his teeth in the bathroom in his hand, and it really contained water. Needless to say, it was tap water from the faucet.

"Okay, I'll teach you," Xu Bei lay on the bed and waved his hand weakly, "This cup is not good, pour it out..."

Lang Jiu was very obedient, and before Xu Bei finished speaking, he had already turned back and poured the water in the cup onto the carpet.

Xu Bei opened his mouth, he didn't even bother to scold his mother, sighed, and pointed to the thermos bottle on the table: "The cup on the table, the bottle on the table, see, pour the water in there Give me."

"En." Lang Jiu put the mouthwash cup on the table, took the thermos bottle and looked at it for a while, then stopped moving again.

"What's the matter? Can't you open it...Press the lid..." Once again, he couldn't complete the words. At the moment when he said the words, Xu Bei heard a sad "click" from the thermos bottle. Then, seeing Lang Jiu pour water from the bottle smoothly, Xu Bei hesitated for a moment, but finished what he hadn't finished, "...Go on."

"Go down?" Lang Jiu turned around and repeated with a puzzled expression.

"Fuck it!" Xu Bei looked at the bottleneck that Lang Jiu had easily broken, and began to feel that his future life might be dark. He lay on the bed, "Son, we will cry when we check out. ..."

Lang Jiu didn't care what he was talking about, and handed the cup to his eyes: "Water."

"This is not water...it's your father's money..." Xu Bei took the cup and took a sip. The hot water warmed his stomach all the way. He felt a little better, but his head was still dizzy. Put the cup on the bedside table, "Come here."

As soon as Lang Jiu heard this, he happily jumped onto the bed, supported the bed with his hands, and leaned over with a twinkle in his eyes, Xu Bei was startled, and quickly hid: "Okay, okay , that’s enough distance.”

He raised his hand, touched his forehead with one hand, touched Lang Jiu's forehead with the other hand, and was stunned for a while: "Fuck, do you have a fever or I have a fever, why are you hotter than me?"

Lang Jiu looked at him seriously for a while, probably didn't understand what he was talking about, but he also raised his hand to touch his face, and then touched his neck along the way.Xu Bei patted his hand away, and pulled the quilt to cover it: "Don't be a fucking hooligan all day long... I know, animals have high body temperature..."

Xu Bei called the service desk and asked for some fever-reducing medicine and a thermometer along the way.When the things arrived, he didn't bother to move, so he raised his chin to Lang Jiu: "Go and open the door, and say thank you for taking the things."

Lang Jiu obediently went to open the door, and there was no movement for a long time. Xu Bei waited for a while, then suddenly realized, and quickly shouted: "Don't move, don't move...don't touch the door lock!"

Xu Bei gritted his teeth and got off the ground, and ran to the door in a daze. Sure enough, Lang Jiu was studying how to open the door, and his hand had already touched the door lock. If he hadn't come, the lock might have to be as decapitated as the bathroom door lock. place.

"Open it like this, do you see it, twist it..." Xu Bei pushed Lang Jiu away, showed him a demonstration, and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, Xu Bei was so ruined that his intestines were green.It is said that fever can burn the brain, Xu Bei has never believed it, but now he will believe it, if it is not for the fever, how could he allow the image of himself and Lang Jiu to open the door and show it to the outside world.

"Hello, sir..." The waiter who delivered the medicine stood outside the door with a mischievous face, his face turned into a tomato within two seconds after the door opened, Xu Bei quickly assessed the situation inside the door. In response to her shock, Lang Jiu was wearing trousers and her upper body was bare, fearing that he might not be able to stand still, so she put her hand on his shoulder, while she... well, only her underwear.

Xu Bei grabbed the medicine and thermometer from the waiter's hands, and slammed the door shut without saying a word, fuck it!

"Thank you." Lang Jiu said to the door.

"Thank you bastard..." Xu Bei held the door with his hands and said in a low voice, "It's so fucking embarrassing!"

"Hmm." Lang Jiu didn't mind this, maybe he wouldn't feel anything when he opened the door naked, he took the thermometer in Xu Bei's hand and held it up in front of his eyes to study.

"Give it to me, don't break this again for me," Xu Bei took a fever-reducing medicine, clamped the thermometer, wrapped the quilt and lay down, looked at Lang Jiu who was holding the medicine box and began to study again, "That Can’t eat, listen, from now until I call you, you stay on that bed and don’t move around.”

"Yeah." Lang Jiu threw the medicine box away, jumped onto the bed and lay down, turned to look at Xu Bei with his arms pillowed on his side, and stopped moving.

Xu Bei turned over and faced the wall, closed his eyes, the fever had to subside immediately, he couldn't live here with Lang Jiu forever, not to mention the money, he didn't use any other name on his ID card, Ban Datong was sure Already staring at him.

In fact, he felt that he was quite boring, or that he was full and had nothing to do. He only needed to change his name, and even if Ban Datong could find him, he would have to go through a lot of trouble, but he just didn't want to change.

I'm right here, I just run away when I see you, and I'm mad at you...

Xu Bei fell asleep with the thermometer in his hands. It is impossible to count how long he slept, but he felt much more comfortable when he woke up.

Although the room was dark, there was no naked man hugging him under the quilt, nor a pair of eyes staring at him two centimeters away from him, so he was very refreshed.

He took out the thermometer and took a look. It was 39 degrees. He didn't know when the temperature was. He shook his head, and he should not have a fever now.Turning his head to look at Lang Jiu on the other bed, he was still alone, and still maintained the posture Xu Bei had before falling asleep, looking at him quietly.Satisfied, Xu Bei touched his phone and came out to check the time. He raised his head and looked at Lang Jiu in surprise: "I said son, are you okay?"

The time displayed on the phone was six o'clock in the morning, and he had slept for several hours, and Lang Jiu seemed to have remained in this position.

"En." Lang Jiu replied, her voice was very soft, but she still didn't move.

"Okay, you can move now...I was thinking about lying down for half an hour before telling you not to move." Xu Bei lifted the quilt and sat up, moving his still sore neck, "I said you kid It’s a little too real.”

"No."

"What's wrong?" Xu Bei took the cigarette case and took out a cigarette and lit it, "It's almost dawn, just now, check out and leave, if the people in Ban Datong are staring at me, this will be the most sleepy. "

"It's numb." Lang Jiu whispered.

Xu Bei looked at him with a cigarette in his mouth for a while, and finally he couldn't hold back, laughing so hard that the cigarette almost fell to the ground: "Oh, fuck, what do I say about you... Come on, come on, Daddy will rub it for you..."

Lang Jiu lay obediently and did not move, allowing Xu Bei to pat his arms and legs here and there, and pinch him here and there, closing his eyes after a while.

"Don't sleep," Xu Bei patted his face smoothly, and continued to hold his arm and rub it, "I'll get dressed and leave in a while, while you're still a person, or I have to put you in a box. "

Lang Jiu opened his eyes and looked at him, the expression on his face seemed to be enjoying himself, Xu Bei glanced at him: "It's pretty, isn't it? Your father has grown up to serve people, and this is the only time your grandma didn't enjoy it." After this treatment..."

He was smoking a cigarette, and suddenly Lang Jiu narrowed his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.This obviously childish smile made Xu Bei startled for a moment, and the movements of his hands stopped.

"Yo, you can still laugh, this is the first time I see you laughing." Xu Bei bent down and studied his face, "You have dimples, fuck it, if you are a little girl, sell it to the old bustard." I can sell 1000 more for the dimples... Come and give your father another laugh..."

Lang Jiu suddenly raised his hand to hook the back of Xu Bei's neck, Xu Bei didn't even see his movement clearly, he felt the smoke was taken away, and then his lips were sealed by something soft and moist.

When he came back to his senses and realized that it was Lang Jiu kissing him, his first reaction was to puff out the puff of cigarette he was still holding in his mouth, then pushed Lang Jiu hard, struggling to jump away , burst into a roar: "You're a fucking bastard who deserves a thousand dollars!"

Lang Jiu had never smoked before, so he spit a puff of cigarette into his mouth suddenly, and fell down on the bed coughing violently due to choking.

Xu Bei stood beside the bed in shock, and was stunned for a while. It was not until Lang Jiu's cough stopped that badly that he rushed up and pulled the quilt over Lang Jiu as if he remembered something, then rode up and beat him up. It's not that the wound on his body hasn't healed, he didn't plan to stop beating for 10 minutes.

"How many times have I told you the fuck! I'm a man! Man! Even if you want to play hooligans, you can't play tricks on me! What are you thinking!" Xu Bei was tired of beating up and stopped riding on Lang Jiu. hand.

The person under the quilt slowly lifted a corner of the quilt and stretched out his hand. Seeing that the cigarette he was holding had been extinguished, Xu Bei jumped up and lifted the quilt from his heart, feeling sad.

Sure enough, the cigarette butt was pressed out on the quilt, and a scorched smoke hole on the snow-white quilt was extremely eye-catching.

Xu Bei didn't know what to say for a while, pointing to Lang Jiu for a long time and only said: "Get up and get dressed."

"En." Lang Jiu jumped down obediently, took the clothes and put them on.

"Lang Jiu," Xu Bei felt that the words were not pleasant, and grabbed Lang Jiu's collar again, "Let me tell you one last time, don't always do those things to me, and don't always think about these things in your mind... ..."

Lang Jiu didn't make a sound, and looked at him fixedly. Xu Bei couldn't continue with his iconic blank eyes, so he had to let go of him: "Okay, get dressed, and you'll understand when I find you a girl another day. This thing is still It has to be used in actual combat."

I stayed in the hotel for a day and a half, and damaged one sprinkler pipe, one thermos bottle, and one quilt cover.Xu Bei was speechless when he was checking out at the front desk. Facing the curious eyes of the chick at the front desk, he could only explain embarrassingly: "There was a fight."

Lang Jiu stood beside him quietly, but his eyes were not honest, he kept looking around, and the chick at the front desk was peeking at him while she was doing the accounting.Xu Bei was a little worried. He was afraid that the chick would talk to Lang Jiu, and he was also afraid that Lang Jiu would suddenly laugh when he was in a good mood. When he laughed, he would show his canine teeth.

Fortunately, Lang Jiu's attention was never on her. After paying the bill, Xu Bei pulled him away and walked out of the hotel. As soon as he went out, he turned around and pushed Lang Jiu back into the hotel.

"Fuck, it's snowing," Xu Bei was shivering from the cold, Lang Jiu looked at him puzzled, as if he had no sense of the cold air outside, Xu Bei shrank his neck and led Lang Jiu to the hotel clothing store, "Go buy scarves, masks and gloves..."

But he miscalculated. After six o'clock in the morning, the shops were closed, and only a 24-hour supermarket was open.Xu Bei had no choice but to turn into the supermarket again, looking at the sleepy clerk: "Do you have a scarf?"

"No."

"Where are the gloves?"

"No."

"No way... Where's the mask?"

"Over there." The clerk pointed inside, then lay down on the counter and went back to sleep.

Xu Bei found the mask according to the clerk's guidance. It was black from a distance, and he was quite happy.But when he got closer, he was dumbfounded.

The masks are black, but they are all printed, there are two types in total.

One kind of printing is "attack".

One kind of seal is "received".