Boss

He found it, his favorite boss.

Gently put the gun and newspaper in his hand on the table, walked towards him gently, squatted down gently, stretched out his hand and gently brushed the hair covering his face, and gently stroked his face. With a cool cheek, he gently wiped off the grain of rice at the corner of his mouth with his finger.

The scraggy back and shoulders undulate regularly and slowly under the thin short T. The too thin body can't support the clothes that belonged to the tall Song Xunhua, and the posture of lying sideways on the table makes one A large piece of shoulders and necks were exposed from the round neck of the clothes, and Song Xunhua's eyes were sore from seeing the obvious deep neck dimple and the thin arms exposed outside the short sleeves that seemed to be broken.

He took off his coat and wrapped it around Guan Rongyun's body. When he picked up the body that was so light that it was only the weight of bones, he caught a glimpse of the loose trousers that had already been clipped with clothespins and were about to slide down to the pelvis, and the chair. That pillow.

At this moment, Song Xunhua felt that his head had never been clearer than this moment in these years, and his heart had never been more painful than this moment.

It turns out that regret can really be transformed into something tangible. Giant mallets filled with sharp blades, knives full of sharp blades, and hot oil all took turns to torment his inner being. "I don't care about life or death" is more than it is.

He carried Guan Rongyun back to the room, kicked the corpse out of the room, and carefully placed the person in his arms on the bed.I wanted to find a quilt, but I couldn't find it after searching the whole room. I wanted to go to the bathroom to get some hot water to warm Guan Rongyun's cold hands. When I entered the bathroom, I couldn't even find the water heater. Unwashed laundry in bathtub.

Song Xunhua was originally a person with rich imagination, and with the help of these sporadic clues, the situation of Boss Guan in the past two months was staged and reproduced in Song Xunhua's head. It was a scene that was five times more miserable than the original one. .

Angry, regretful, painful and resentful, Song Xunhua was so overwhelmed by all kinds of emotions, he had already kicked the corpse out, and wiped the blood on his face with cold water, but the strong smell of blood permeated his nostrils , In the whole body, the originally clear thoughts became confused again.

He knows what's wrong with him.

He knew that once his head was out of his control, the consequences would be disastrous.

But that chaotic feeling is like a ball of yarn that cannot be untied. The more you pull it, the more tangled it becomes. The more you want to calm down, the more noisy your head will be.

In that chaotic thoughts, he only grasped one clue, that is, he must never leave that person again.

He walked out of the bathroom empty-handed and walked towards that person.

"Boss, boss." Gently rocking Guan Rongyun who was sleepy due to fatigue and hunger.

This scene is so familiar that it seems to have happened not long ago.

By the way, just a few months ago, in the cell in the basement, he rushed back with a heartbroken heart, awakened the sleeping Guan Rongyun, and summoned a heartbreaking response.

I don't want to hear your cruel words again...

Song Xunhua subconsciously covered his ears with his hands, his eyes full of fear just met the pair of deep black eyes that slowly opened.

"..."

He must still be dreaming, right?Otherwise, Song Xunhua's face, which has always been beautiful and proud like a phoenix, and the face of that fearless man, how could it be possible to have such a frightened and crying expression?Guan Rongyun stretched out his hands, pinched the cheeks of the face in front of him, and kneaded vigorously, wanting to say that since it was a dream, it wouldn't hurt.Song Xunhua's face is thick in sense, but his body is thin, tender and soft. Doesn't it hurt when he is pinched so hard?The pain was so painful that he was about to burst into tears, but he didn't dare to let go of his hands covering his ears to push Guan Rongyun's hand.

If you don't pinch it, it's a good thing that pinching makes you hungry more and more. The soft, pink, tender and super elastic feel made Guan Rongyun's dry throat gulp.

"Fuck! Let me go!" Unable to bear the pain of being pinched down and tears coming out, Song Xunhua roared and swung Guan Rongyun's hand, but when his own wrist touched Guan Rongyun's skinny wrist When there was a slight pain, there was another burst of regret.

"Does it hurt...?"

Gently holding Guan Rongyun's wrist, he rubbed the wrist bone that was cold and hard to the touch with his warm palm, which didn't seem like a living person.

"It doesn't hurt, it's just..."

"What?" Song Xunhua quickly leaned his face to hear Guan Rongyun's indistinct words, forgetting the lessons learned from the young man he shot to death just now.

"Very hungry."

"what?"

"..." Boss Guan didn't speak any more, opened his mouth, and bit down on the soft, pink, tender and super elastic face that was almost pasted on his face.

"Fuck!" Song Xunhua screamed and jumped away, the piece of flesh on his face was almost not bitten off, the tears really burst out, and his temper also burst out, covering his cheeks and bursting out with a series of vicious words: "Damn it, Guan Rongyun! You actually eat Lao Tzu raw! I'm a human, not chicken, duck, fish, pork, cattle, and dog! You can eat me! Eat for free! Let me tell you, I have a mad cow... a madman Sick! You eat it if you don’t heat it or cook it! You eat it, you eat it, you eat it! You’re still playing tricks if you eat your head and turn into SpongeBob SquarePants! Why don’t you eat yourself, you heartless starving ghost... "

Halfway through the sentence, I regretted it again.Look at Guan Rongyun's bones, if he really wants to eat himself, where can he go?The meat that I managed to raise for him before was not only completely gone, but the skin was actually attached to the bones!And he still called him a starving ghost... How on earth did those bastards raise his boss Guan?Didn't you feed him?How could his chic, handsome, cute, wise, martial (?) boss be raised to be such an ugly skinned skeleton with the characteristics of a cannibal zombie! ?

"Wait a minute."

Song Xunhua jumped out of the bed, walked quickly to the third floor, and along the way, ruthlessly followed the three corpses, and went straight to the kitchen.

Guan Rongyun turned around and hugged the only remaining pillow, buried her face in the pillow and laughed silently.

No matter how hungry and dizzy he is, it is impossible for him to be so dizzy that he wants to eat people.

With that bite, I was really hungry at first, and I had a strong desire to chew at the moment that needed to be satisfied.

Secondly, Song Xunhua's frightened expression made his stomach throbbing for no reason, which made him very uncomfortable.

Thirdly, Song Xunhua invited these five evil spirits to kill him. Although it was not intentional, Guan Rongyun's tragedy was caused by this. The grievance accumulated for two months had to find a place to vent.

On the road, who doesn't know that Boss Guan is so sinister, hateful, mean and unscrupulous, he would rather let others bear my temper...

However, when he vaguely heard the gunshots coming from downstairs, a bad premonition exploded in his head, and he jumped out of bed quickly, but fell because his feet were weak, and his hands just stuck to the puddle of blood on the ground middle.

His eyes followed the pool of blood and the bloodstains on the ground, and finally stopped at the dead body with a blown head at the door of the room.

"He was very ill and had been ill for a long time."

Aike's words flashed in his mind.

Guan Rongyun sat up from the pool of blood, looked down at the blood on his hands, his throbbing stomach and intestines throbbed a few more times, the pain made him stand up but couldn't straighten up.

The strong and pungent fishy smell seemed to revitalize his temporarily dull nerves...

Did he call in a savior?Or something...

Song Xunhua is a person who can sort and organize the things in the refrigerator properly. According to the type of food, such as vegetables, fruits, milk, eggs, beans, fish, or according to the purpose, such as food and drink, and even the length of time and freshness of food storage, and then neatly and regularly Arranged and stacked in order to maximize the utilization of the refrigerator space and maximize the efficiency of finding things.

He likes to keep the refrigerator full, so that he can help his boss prepare different meals according to the weather, mood and atmosphere of the day. When the weather is colder, he will make a hot soup and cook a few warming dishes. To make up for the old problem of his boss who always has cold hands and feet when the weather is cold.When the weather is hot, make some refreshing cold dishes or snacks, so that the boss with a bad appetite can eat more.There is nothing like fruit snacks and drinks without considering his boss's preferences and health.

If a refrigerator is a treasure at home, Song Xunhua’s favorite among all home appliances is the refrigerator, and the bigger the better, the more layers the better.

So when Song Xunhua was in a hurry to cook something for his thin boss who made him feel distressed, but when he opened the refrigerator and found that the refrigerator was completely empty, the panic and surprise in his heart made his head buzz and make noise The voice surged out again, filling his head, filling the empty refrigerator in front of him, and filling the entire kitchen.

Reluctantly opening every door of the refrigerator and checking again, the refrigerator really couldn't find anything that could be used as food.

Song Xunhua closed the refrigerator door and rubbed his eyes with his hands. His eyes were stinging and sore, and the warm liquid in his eye sockets was rubbed so hard that he rubbed his whole hand.

It was the first time he was allowed to cook at Guan Rongyun's house, and when he opened his refrigerator, this was the empty scene.

"Boss, is your refrigerator a decoration? Why is there nothing..."

How did Guan Rongyun answer him?

Why can't he remember, how did his boss answer him?

He remembered Guan Rongyun's cold and indifferent expression, and his unwavering tone, but what did he say?

Did he say something cold and heartless again?So even though his mind is in a mess right now and he can't remember the content of that sentence, he still vaguely remembers that sentence that made him want to cry?

It must be, it must be a word that made him sad.

Guan Rongyun's mouth said too many things that made him sad, and at this moment, those words are interspersed in the noise in his mind, clear and vague, as if it is very far away and it seems to be happening, a sentence, a knife, From time to time, he walked out of the noise and stabbed him, and slashed him.

He didn't know whether his eye sockets were rubbed too hard or because his tears were all red. He walked out of the kitchen and saw the unfinished box of fried rice on the table. When he opened it, a sour smell of corruption came to his nostrils. He picked it up. The bamboo chopsticks clamped on the lunch box stirred it once or twice, and the rice grains were stretched, and the whole thing felt as sticky and slippery as natto, and there were some fluffy black dots between the rice and the rice.This box of fried rice...it doesn't look like there will be a week without ten days, right?Is this the food the boss ate seven or eight days ago?What about the boss?

With difficulty, he moved his eyes away from the box of fried rice with silk and silk, and managed to catch a glimpse of the crumpled newspaper on the table.

His messy head finally cleared the clouds, as if he saw a fact clearly, and then fell into extreme confusion and pain.

It's like a person who is about to drown. After finally sticking his head out of the water to take a breath, he sinks deeper and cannot escape the fate of drowning.

Guan Rongyun is dead?Guan Rongyun is dead?

Brothers No. [-] and No. [-], who came back from fishing to buy late-night beer, first saw the tragic death of their companions on the stairs, thinking that Guan Rongyun had rebelled, but when they stepped into the dining room, they unexpectedly saw this scene: Song Xunhua with bloodshot eyes , holding a box of fried rice in his hand, his expression was dazed and dull, and his face was covered with tears.

"Where's my Guan Rongyun...?"

The two of them suddenly understood, and understood how the corpse of the companion outside came here... In front of him, the leader Song seemed to be possessed by something strange, and his appearance and demeanor were no longer the usual shrewd, calm and admirable red. Sect leader, although he didn't know the reason, but when he heard the sad question and saw the box of fried rice full of malice in his hand, the two of them seemed to hear the death knell. I also know that the next moment is when I live and die...

Brother No. [-] has a cowardly personality, and he took a step back in fear, his legs feeling weak.Brother No. [-] was always brave and aggressive. He threw away the snack in his hand, took out the gun in his pocket, and shot at the person in front of him.

No matter how abnormal Song Xunhua's head is, he is still an expert in making a living under the barrel of a knife and a gun. When he saw the opponent's movement, he immediately squatted down to avoid the attack. The speed was so fast that he even held the fried rice in his hand firmly without overturning it.

He threw away the fried rice and planned to draw a gun to fight back, but found that his gun was not on his body. Before he had time to think about where he had thrown the gun that was always on his body, the attack of the fourth brother came one after another.

In the dining room, there was almost no shelter from the bullets except for the chairs and tables. Song Xunhua retreated to the kitchen door in embarrassment, narrowly dodging a few bullets, one of which even grazed the outside of his thigh. It hurt the vitals, but also wiped out a bloody gash.

Seeing the gunman striding forward to kill him, but Song Xunhua's face showed no fear or fear of death.

His mind was still stuck on that question.

Where is my Guan Rongyun?

Brother No. [-] stood at the door of the kitchen, raised his gun and pointed it at Song Xunhua's forehead. The moment he was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly felt a dull pain in the back of his head. The gun in his hand fell to his feet, and he stayed there for several seconds. Afterwards, he slowly raised his hand to touch the back of the painful head, which was wet and sticky. He lowered his head and saw besides the gun there was a large piece of wood on which was carved an expressionless owl. The owl was short. The short beak was stained with blood.

This kind of wood carving... This kind of wood carving is full of every corner of this house, including owls, giraffes, turtles, baboons... everyone knows that Dr. Aike is a wood carving fanatic. It is also very common to have wood carvings in the place, but what is unusual is, how could this wood carving greet him?

Turning around slowly, the two figures in the dining room were swaying, and the fourth brother finally adjusted his distorted vision to focus, and saw clearly that the one standing there was the number five boy whose legs were already weak from fright and his face was terrified. , one is Guan Rongyun, who looks sluggish but has no expression on his face while pressing his stomach with one hand.

He couldn't figure out how the white and slender arms of the man in the short-sleeved T-shirt threw such a huge and heavy piece of wood so far away, and pecked it at his head with such precision.

What he didn't know was that when he saw Song Xunhua almost died, if it wasn't for Guan Rongyun's stomachache and hunger, it would have been possible to smash his head off on the spot.

Only after throwing the owl out did he catch a glimpse of the gun on the table, Guan Rongyun's face darkened, and he felt that his impulse just now was really stupid, and his stomach seemed to hurt even more...

After seeing the situation in front of him clearly, Ruthless returned to the face of the fourth brother, a lunatic and a sick child, who am I afraid of!When he knelt down and wanted to pick up the pistol on the ground, a cool thing touched his neck.

It was a beautifully shaped hand, with five fingers as white and slender as green onions, which were being gathered around his neck, and on the top of his head, he felt a broad palm pressed against it.

"Where's my Guan Rongyun? Where's my boss?" The voice behind him was deep and pleasant, but sad and desperate.

Isn't your Guan Rongyun right in front of your eyes! ?Is it me or you who got his head pecked off by an owl? ?What a fucking lunatic!The skull is broken...

These thoughts were stuck in the throat before they had a chance to blurt out. I only heard a click, and I felt my head was turned in a strange direction. I only had time to exhale my last breath, and my whole body was like a broken thread. He fell down beside the owl and never got a chance to stand up again.

After hearing the terrifying sound of Nakacha, the number five boy whose legs were weak suddenly lost his legs, turned around and fled.

It’s okay not to escape, this escape made Song Xunhua, who had fallen into a disorder, transfer all his grief and indignation to him, strode out of the kitchen, picked up the gun on the table, and chased after the stumbled man towards the first floor. No. [-] younger brother, who was full of thoughts about Guan Rongyun, but his eyes did not stay on the deity who was standing there from the beginning to the end.

bump bump bump bump!

There was a flurry of gunshots downstairs, the sound of objects falling, followed by an uncomfortably long silence, and then the sound of footsteps walking back upstairs.

"..."

Guan Rongyun didn't wait for the owner of the footsteps to appear, turned around and ran upstairs... He really used to run, even he himself didn't know how his broken body still had the strength to run so fast!It seems that the rumors that people can carry the refrigerator from the roof to the downstairs under extraordinary circumstances are not false...

I just don’t know if the younger brother who was slaughtered first had too much resentment, and his ghost lingered. Guan Rongyun, who was slipped by his blood once before, accidentally tripped over his corpse when he ran back to the room. Although the whole person successfully fell into the room, Song Xunhua had already chased to the door before Qi Hun Ba Su had time to close the door, and raised his gun to him who was sitting on the ground.

"Where's Guan Rongyun?"

"..."

Click.

"..."

Out of ammo?

Thanks to the No. [-] brother downstairs who was beaten into a honeycomb!Guan Rongyun didn't want to lift his leg and kicked the door forcefully, Song Xunhua also didn't want to step on the corpse at the door, stretched out his arm to get stuck in the crack of the door, desperately fighting for the danger of his hand bone being pinched as if he didn't feel pain Block that door.

Guan Rongyun quickly got up from the ground and put his body against the door. It was a matter of life. There was no other choice even if Song Xunhua's arm was pinched off on the spot. It's just that he was already at the end of his strength, and Song Xunhua looked like a cursed zombie. As usual, he went straight forward to achieve his mission, but he was indifferent to the severe pain coming from his arm. With a twist of his wrist, he grabbed Guan Rongyun's shoulder behind the door.

With a sideways shoulder grabbing the palm of the hand, Guan Rongyun's instinct of self-protection told Guan Rongyun that the next move should be to dent the fingers of that hand directly, but at the moment when his cold hand held the other's warm finger, Guan Rongyun's will But he betrayed his instincts, and there was no way to strike hard.

The result of that brief hesitation was that the door was knocked open, and he was completely crushed on the floor by the man who crashed in. The warm finger that was still in his hand slid towards his neck like a snake. He pinched him fiercely, with such force that Guan Rongyun felt that his neck bones were about to be crushed.

Early... I knew that I would have crippled this hand just now!

Guan Rongyun is regretful... No matter how much she picks and pulls with her hands, she can't tear off the hand on her neck. She just feels that her lungs that cannot breathe are about to explode, and her vision is getting darker and darker, so she simply let go of her hands Let him pinch, reluctantly arched his legs, concentrated the last strength on those legs, and kicked Song Xunhua's abdomen desperately.

This low-level random kick actually produced an effect, Song Zombie... After all, Song Xunhua has a physical body, his mind is gone, and he feels that his nerves are still functioning. Unbearably painful, he let go of his hands and flinched, falling backwards.

Boss Guan, who hadn't recovered from the pain of suffocation, was so exhausted that he couldn't even stand up, but even if he had to crawl, he had to crawl away from the lunatic who had been killed by all his relatives, so he used his hands and feet in movements that were very inappropriate for his identity and temperament. Backed up on the floor, Song Xunhua grabbed one of his ankles before leaving the safe range, and dragged him back.

Those hands stretched out towards his neck again, when Guan Rongyun thought that his air was about to be deprived again, Song Xunhua didn't pinch his neck, but lifted his collar roughly, throwing him onto the bed, Immediately, he also jumped onto the bed and pressed Guan Rongyun's body that was still struggling to escape with the side of his legs. The knee just happened to hit Guan Rongyun's aching stomach hard, causing his eyes to go dark from the pain, and his whole body softened and obediently lay back on the bed .

"Where is my Guan Rongyun?" Song Xunhua continued to ask unwillingly, probably because he realized that the last living person in this house was the one in front of him, so he put away the killing hand for the time being, and insisted on asking for an answer.

"..." Guan Rongyun, who was so painful that he couldn't speak, just gritted his teeth and remained silent. He really couldn't figure out how to make those bloodshot red eyes reflect his figure.

"I said, where is my Guan Rongyun?" Song Xunhua increased the strength of his knees and pressed against Guan Rongyun's stomach.

"Fuck your mother..." Guan Rongyun felt that his stomach must have been punctured. The pain pierced through his body and reached his back. While shivering from the pain, the words of cursing were accidentally squeezed out between his teeth.

When Song Xunhua was injured to death before, at least Song Xunhua still recognized him as Guan Rongyun, so he endured no matter how painful it was.

What the hell is this situation now?As the deity of Guan Rongyun, he was tortured by Song Xunhua who looked like Song Xunhua but not Song Xunhua to ask about Guan Rongyun's whereabouts. This weird situation would turn into a tongue twister if written in words. It is really unbearable. The fire is inexplicable...

"Boss?" Song Xunhua paused for a few seconds after hearing the curse, and suddenly reached out to hold Guan Rongyun's face with a confused expression.

"……"oh?Normal?Sure enough, I owe you a lot of scolding, so hurry up and take your pig's trotters away!I'm about to be crushed to death by you...

"Are you the boss?" Song Xunhua's tone was a little eager, and he couldn't help but move his body closer and press him even tighter.

"..." The pig's trotters... quickly take it away... lah...

Guan Rongyun's eyes almost turned white under his pressure, and he couldn't distract himself from answering his same questions.

"Aren't you dead?"

"……"Soon……

"Boss, I love you very much, you know that?"

"..." I know, I know, I know, if you love me, get out of here...

"Boss, do you love Xun Hua?"

"..." Love love love love love, even if you ask him if he loves Ruhua now, he is willing to say love.

"I love you so much, why don't you love me?"

"..." Guan Rongyun was furious when he was asked, pain, grievance and unhappiness, all burst out of his brain, and shouted back with his loudest volume: "Whether you love me or not, and whether I love you or not are two different things!!"

After yelling, he regretted it, because he saw Song Xunhua's eyes gloomy again, his perfectly curved lips twisted and twitched, and a low and hoarse voice came out from his throat: "I hate you, Guan Rongyun."

After speaking, he grabbed the only remaining pillow on the side and covered Guan Rongyun's head and face, pressing down hard, allowing the body and limbs of the person under him to twitch weakly from fierce struggle and resistance, and the strength in his hand did not weaken Half a minute, without even blinking an eyelid.

"Let go! Let go!" Ai Ke, who caught up with Song Xunhua as soon as he left the red door, went straight from the first floor to the fourth floor. Even though he rushed quickly, he could still jump over the doorway gracefully. The corpse was not tripped, and rushed forward to hold Song Xunhua from behind, trying to pull him away.

It's fine if we don't have time to save the five Hongmen brothers, but this one can't be saved!The crazy Song Xunhua didn't know what he was doing at all, and Ai Ke was afraid that he would find that he accidentally killed Guan Rongyun after he was crazy, so he would definitely follow him right away!Then do you want to follow along?

Three men in the underworld continue this ridiculous and sad farce of I love you, you love him, he doesn't love you, you don't love me?

Aike can't just sit back and watch this happen.But Song Xunhua's strength is so terrifying, no matter how hard he tried to pull, pull, pull and twist, he just couldn't move Song Xunhua or his hands or the pillow under his hands that was used as a murder weapon. .

FUCK!Seeing that Guan Rongyun's hands and feet stopped struggling and lay motionless under Song Xunhua's body, Ai Ke became anxious, raised his hand and slapped Song Xunhua's face.

The palm of Ai Da Miracle Doctor was like the palm of the Tathagata, which immediately dispelled Song Xunhua's inner demons. Under the light of Buddha, Song Xunhua froze as if he had been electrified, and his thoughts became clearer little by little.

He remembered!

He remembered how the boss answered him back then!

When he questioned Guan Rongyun's empty refrigerator, the latter replied with a cold expression and no ups and downs in his tone, "I just bought it yesterday."

"what?"

"You said you would come, so you bought it yesterday."

Guan Rongyun’s residence was originally an empty house without a refrigerator, a TV, a washing machine, or even a dining table, chairs, and sofa. The big refrigerator, the TV, the washing machine, the dining table and two chairs beside the dining table, and the double bed in the living room The sofa, the bed in the guest room and the quilt on the bed are all because of Song Xunhua.And that refrigerator was the first piece of furniture that Guan Rongyun rushed to buy when Song Xunhua was messing around with three points and seven points to come to his house for cooking.

He thought that Guan Rongyun's refusal to say anything was a sign of refusal, so he thought to himself mockingly that it was wishful thinking to want to get closer.

He thought that Guan Rongyun's confused expression was an annoyance and trouble to him, but he didn't expect that Guan Rongyun was bothering him that the empty and poor household items were not enough to meet Song Xunhua's request.

Song Xunhua lowered his head, holding the handle of the refrigerator, he was very happy but wanted to cry, he tried his best not to let the tears fall out.

He remembered it all.

But what is the reason and when did you start to not be able to tell the difference between happiness and sadness, love or hate?

Letting go of his hands, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the miserable white pillow, and when he lifted the pillow, there was a face that was as white as the pillow, with sudden bright red bloodshot from the nostrils and black and purple lips.

"Come down!"

Song Xunhua's body shaking like a bubble tea doll was pushed aside by Aike, and he fell onto the bed with a loud noise.But Ai Ke is only busy helping Guan Rongyun with first aid right now, so he doesn't have the time to take care of him.

"Master, go to my room to get... Hey! I haven't finished talking yet, where are you going!"

Song Xunhua's face was overly frightened, compared with Guan Rongyun's escaping posture just now, sitting on the ground with his buttocks as his feet, he kept moving towards the door, trembling so hard that he couldn't even say a word: "I... I, I, I... I Go...help boss...boss cook...rice..."

"Cooking! Your boss is about to eat rice with tails. What kind of rice are you cooking?" Aike roared angrily.

"Cook...cook...boss is hungry...I'm going...to cook..."

He stood up shaking his legs, clasped his shaking hands tightly, and retreated to the door with difficulty. He was tripped by the corpse at the door and fell to the ground. After getting up from the ground in a panic, he walked in a daze. Looking at the corpse on the ground, he walked to the kitchen on the third floor in a daze, muttering to himself and didn't know what he was reading along the way.

"..."

This time it was really serious, and it was unprecedented to be able to care about Guan Rongyun's life or death.

It seems that even if he rescues Guan Rongyun now, the days to come will be difficult.

Song Xunhua, who was seriously out of order, Guan Rongyun, who was dying, and himself, who was always responsible for cleaning up the mess, were hard on everyone.

The fingers holding the scissors are nimble and light, following the rhythm of the small sound of "chachacha", they shuttle and dance between the hair, and the other hand wraps the thin and soft hair between the fingers for trimming Gently and carefully, it seems that the strands of hair that have been shaved off are independent living entities, and each cut is a farewell of affection rather than indifference.

The owner of the hands holding the scissors pursed his lower lip, his dark and dewy eyes were lowered, he was focused and serious but couldn't hide his natural charm, a vulgar plaid apron couldn't cover his tall and strong Slender body.

If this Song Xunhua is not a gangster, it is not a problem to become a supermodel. Even if he is not a supermodel, opening a male hair salon is probably full of people... Ai Ke watched from the side, muttering in his heart.

And the owner of the hair is also the person being served, shirtless and wearing only a pair of jeans, sitting lazily on a chair with his legs crossed, his slightly squinted eyes staring at the newly bought big TV in front of him, half of his cheeks puffed out and his mouth open Chewing and chewing, if it weren't for those eyes that were too deep, or the aura that exuded was too sophisticated and unpredictable, this clean and gentle person would look like a young man who is just right for youth.

Sometimes Ai Ke deeply feels that this Guan Rongyun is not so much like a mafia boss, his temperament is more like a leisurely rich young man. In fact, according to his observations in the past few months, this guy stretches out his hands for tea and opens his mouth for food. Being served as a matter of course coupled with clumsiness in self-care, he is completely like a young master... no, a master.

Master Guan with his upper body bare, his neck, chest, and arms are so delicate that just by looking at them, the white skin makes the complicated blue peony on his waist more alluring and naked. Very erotic taste.

Depend on!Which man would stab peonies on his body?

From his point of view, it is impossible for Guan Rongyun, who is terribly afraid of pain, to take the initiative to make a fuss in such a sensitive place.Could it be the gang flower of the Green Gang?Every leader of the Green Gang wants to have one...?Ai Ke felt that this youth gang was really weird, and secretly rejoiced that he didn't choose to join it back then.

Master Guan's bulging cheeks disappeared, and his mouth stopped chewing. Ai Ke at the side immediately inserted an octopus ball from the box in his hand, and put it into the master's mouth waiting to be eaten.

It's okay to be a living example of a married woman, Boss Song, why does Fang Aike, my great doctor, have to be a little maid here, doing some useless errands of delivering tea and food! ?

It's not all because the Song wife's head is insane. At this moment, you see him as gentle, virtuous, harmless and well-behaved like a sheep, and at the next moment, the scissors in her hand might be greeted to Boss Guan's head.

The extent to which Song Xunhua's spirit split into several pieces and collapsed was beyond Aike's imagination.

It's like yesterday that Boss Song cooked a table full of man-han banquets. Guan Rongyun and him just sat down on their buttocks and just held the chopsticks in their hands. She was not blinded by Song Meiren poking her eyes with chopsticks, and she was lucky enough to save her life from the flying kitchen knife.

"Where did you two come from!? My meal is to be eaten when my boss comes back from hard work, even if it's scum, it won't be anyone else's turn!"

There was a ferocious expression on Song Meiren's stunning face, and she waved a spatula in her hand to drive the two of them out of the dining room in embarrassment.

As a result, Song Xunhua was alone guarding the delicacies of the mountains and seas on the table, waiting for the Guan Rongyun in his memory who would never come back. He waited until midnight, and then poured out the plates of dishes that hadn't been eaten in frustration. Guan Rongyun himself and Ai Ke were eating the not-so-tasty takeaway bento downstairs, and they didn't dare to step into that dining room again.

It’s also like saying that Song Xunhua suddenly recognized his boss the night before yesterday, and he pushed Guan Rongyun into the bathroom graciously, saying that he wanted to help him take a bath and brush his back. When he came out of the bathroom, his face was pale and he was coughing miserably.

It's fine if a few unlucky little guys die, take them to the incinerator in the backyard, burn them, bury them, and bury them in the ashes. Anyway, this is the underworld.But if he accidentally loses Guan Rongyun's life, one day the pieces of old Song's head will be put together again and his spirit will be normal again. Ai Ke doesn't have the guts to take Guan Rongyun's ashes to explain to Song Xunhua.

The last time Guan Rongyun was rescued from Song Xunhua's hands, except for some bruises, some sprains and severe malnutrition, it is a miracle that there were no sequelae.

According to what others say, surviving a catastrophe will bring blessings, after going through that crisis, Guan Rongyun didn't know whether it was because he starved the nerves of his stomach or was simply frightened of hunger, or maybe it was because life and death were at stake. Be careful to step into the underworld and get stuck in the underworld. If something gets stuck, the hungry ghost will come back. From then on, it will be like a hungry ghost possessing a body.

Originally extremely picky and partial to eclipse, the little bird's appetite suddenly seemed to have an appetite, and it was not an ordinary opening, it was a bottomless pit.In addition to three meals a day, there are snacks and snacks and countless snacks. The mouth that was usually idle because of its taciturnity is now busy all day long.