Don't call me milk dumpling!

It was just after nine o'clock, the sky was already dark, but there were still many pedestrians on the street.

Bo Yan lowered her eyes and looked at Ruan Mian who was standing in front of him with her arms outstretched, as if she was about to take off in the next second.

Ruan Mian's gray hair was blown away by the wind, and there was a cute circle on the top of her head.

After watching for two seconds, Bo Yan stretched out his hand, smoothed the hair on top of his head, and repeated in a low voice, "You can really go anywhere?"

The little straight man Ruan Mian didn't know what Bo Yan was thinking, he nodded frankly, and added: "If, if you can do something exciting, that would be even better!"

He needs to vent now, to fill his heart with stimulating things, to fill his brain, and to squeeze away all unhappy emotions.

Bo Yan's eyes suddenly darkened, and after a while, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at the Yunhai Hotel, which was close at hand, and put the tip of his tongue on the back molars, and licked it calmly.

There is also a difference between stimulation and stimulation. For Ruan Mian, this kind of stimulation would probably scare him to tears.

Unconsciously, Ruan Mian was sitting on the big fluffy bed, wearing his big T-shirt, with red eyes.

Bo Yan rolled his Adam's apple, feeling like a beast.

Seeing that he was silent, Ruan Mian reached out and tugged at the hem of his T-shirt, "Hey, what are you thinking?"

Bo Yan came back to his senses, glanced down at Ruan Mian's slender and fair fingers, his voice was slightly hoarse, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about where to take you."

Ruan Mian raised her head and blinked her big eyes, "So have you thought about it now?"

"Think about it."

In response, Bo Yan suddenly reached out and pinched Ruan Mian's finger lightly, then unlocked the phone and called for a taxi.

Ruan Mian's finger seemed to be scalded, and she retracted it abruptly, subconsciously hiding it behind her back.

After two seconds, he tilted his head and coughed softly, and asked with a sullen face, "Where are you going?"

"Temporary confidentiality," Bo Yan smiled lowly, "you'll know when you go."

Ruan Mian was not dissatisfied with Bo Yan's trickery, on the contrary, he actually enjoyed the unknown.

The unknown can bring excitement and surprise.

But the facts proved that the place Bo Yan took him to was indeed a pleasant surprise.

It was a hidden building on the outskirts of Haicheng City. It only had two floors, but its architectural style was very unique, belonging to Gothic style. There was a standing sign hanging crookedly on the spire, with three artistic characters on it—— Shooting gallery.

Ruan Mian's eyes widened, he turned to look at Bo Yan, "You... have you been here before?"

Bo Yan gave a faint "um" sound, and said concisely: "I often come here before university."

Ruan Mian couldn't help curling her lips.

Why is Bo Yan like this, why are his hobbies so, so cool!

But as if guessing what he was thinking, Bo Yan pulled his lips and explained: "It's not a hobby, but, like you are doing now, it's a very good way to vent your emotions."

Ruan Mian paused.

He really wants to vent his emotions now, because there are too many things pent up in his heart this night, and it is difficult to let go.

But thin inkstone...

Bo Yan said that he used to come here often to vent his emotions, so how much emotion does he have to vent?

In other words, how many times does he have to be sad?

Unconsciously, the words Bo Yan said, "My parents are not good people", Ruan Mian couldn't help but move his eyes down, and landed on the position above Bo Yan's navel.

That's the thin inkstone piercing into the flesh, agony.

"Let's go," Bo Yan patted Ruan Mian's shoulder lightly, "Let's go in."

Ruan Mian came back to her senses, her lips moved, she wanted to say something, but in the end she just answered "Yes".

There is no rush, they still have a long time to get to know each other slowly.

Entering the lobby on the first floor, Bo Yan took out a black card from his wallet, and skillfully swiped it on the machine at the entrance.

Ruan Mian hastily followed him and walked in together.

The time displayed on the machine was 21:28.

Ruan Mian suddenly remembered something, "Is this place open at night?"

"Well," Bo Yan nodded, "it's open until two o'clock in the morning."

Ruan Mian is now like a curious baby who went to an amusement park for the first time. He rolled his eyes and couldn't help but ask, "Is shooting really exciting?"

Bo Yan tilted his head to look at him, and smiled, "After you feel it yourself, you will know whether the sting is not irritating."

Ruan Mian followed Bo Yan through a long corridor and walked to a heavy iron gate.

Bo Yan stretched out his hand and tapped it twice, and a rough male voice quickly came out, "I found the wrong one, turn right for shooting, this room is not open to the public."

Bo Yan didn't move, but said coldly: "It's me."

There was no sound inside, and a minute later, the heavy iron door was opened, and a very fierce-looking big brother with flower arms came out.

"Oh my god," Brother Huaarm looked at Bo Yan, "What kind of evil wind is this that brought you here?"

Bo Yan's expression was still very calm, he turned his head to look at Ruan Mian, and said simply: "Bring friends to play."

Brother Huayi seems to have noticed Ruan Mian just now, his eyes fell on Ruan Mian for a second, and he said "tsk tsk" repeatedly, "You can do it, such a good kid was kidnapped by you."

Ruan Mian: "..."

His face was puffed up, and he really wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to refute, could it be that he was not good!

That sounded too weird.

Bo Yan squinted the big brother with a flower arm, and there was a secret warning in his eyes, "I didn't kidnap you, pay attention to your wording."

"And," Bo Yan added another sentence for Ruan Mian, "he is not a good boy, but a little cool brother."

Ruan Mian: "!"

Although what Bo Yan said made him very satisfied, but facing the big brother with flower arms in front of him, Ruan Mian really felt that he couldn't be cool!

How should I put it, it's like a kitten pretending to be fierce in front of a big tiger!

Big Brother Flower Arm was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed, "Okay, okay, little cool brother, have fun!"

While talking, he wanted to raise his hand and punch Ruan Mian.

Ruan Mian was slightly stunned for a second, then raised her hand excitedly.

What a cool way to say hello!

But before his fist touched the fist of Brother Huayi, he was surrounded by Bo Yan's big hand that suddenly stretched out.

"His target is not accurate," Bo Yan opened his mouth, "Luck is contagious."

Brother Flower Arm: "?"

I just finished a ten-hit combo, you say I can't hit the target correctly?

But Ruan Mian really believed it. Although he was also very surprised why the owner of the shooting gallery had inaccurate targets, he still politely didn't ask any further questions. Sorry - laugh.

It's the first time he's here, and he still wants to show off his skills, but he can't be unlucky!

Brother Huayi was completely speechless, he just felt stuffy, very stuffy.

Boy Yan, I haven't seen him in a month, he's even cuter than before!

Brother Huayi was too lazy to watch Bogou coaxing the child, so he walked out sideways. After taking two steps, he remembered something and asked casually, "Why didn't Xiaohan get up?"

Bo Yan paused for a moment, then wrote lightly: "He's been busy chasing after his partner recently, so he doesn't have time."

Brother Huayi gave Bo Yan a thumbs up, and said "When he catches up, remember to tell him to bring it to play with", and strode away without stopping.

Ruan Mian followed Bo Yan into the venue, saw Bo Yan put the latch on the door, and felt that he had a lot of questions to ask, so he hesitated for a second, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and asked in order: "The flower arm just now Brother, do you know each other well?"

"It's okay," Bo Yan replied briefly while checking the equipment, "I did him a small favor before, and then I got familiar with it."

Ruan Mian thought of Brother Huaarm's appearance, and the banditry in his body when he spoke, and he had already automatically imagined a big scene in his head. He helped fight, rescued Brother Huaarm at a critical moment, and then formed a relationship. The deep brotherhood of the rivers and lakes!

Seeing that his expression had changed, Bo Yan let out a muffled laugh, "Have you watched too many gangster movies? It's not what you think, it's just that there was a shooting competition before, and there was a contestant here. I happened to be in , went to the top, and won the game.”

Of course, what Bo Yan didn't say is that the truth is not much different from what Ruan Mian imagined.

The existence of that match itself was due to the fact that Brother Huayi had a relationship with the opponent, and the player who lost the pigeon was also bought by the opponent. In this kind of match, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will inevitably have trouble in the end.

But even though Bo Yan was aware of the troubles, he still took the lead and won the prize. Of course, he got troubled in the end, but he really didn't suffer.

Ruan Mian's attention was indeed diverted, he looked up at Bo Yan, his eyes were shining, and unconsciously there was a little bit of admiration in his eyes, "Then you are good at shooting, aren't you?"

Being stared at by the person I like with such eager eyes is something that no one can bear.

What's more, Bo Yan thinks he is a beast.

He suddenly looked away, reached out and took out a bottle of ice water from the side freezer, unscrewed the bottle cap with one hand, raised his head and drank most of it in one breath.

Before Bo Yan could answer, Ruan Mian subconsciously watched him drink water.

I saw water droplets slowly sliding down his sharp jawline, rolling over his Adam's apple, and then sinking into his collar...

Ruan Mian didn't know why she was going crazy, but subconsciously, she made a swallowing movement.

So Bo Yan put down the ice water, and found that Ruan Mian looked at him even more eagerly than before...

Bo Yan closed his eyes, and said "fuck" in his heart, he opened his mouth to say something, when Ruan Mian suddenly licked his lips, and unconsciously said, "Bo Yan, I'm thirsty too."

Ruan Mian's small movement of licking her lips in an instant was played back infinitely in Bo Yan's mind, especially Ruan Mian's slightly protruding, tender tongue...

The stretched string in Bo Yan's head snapped suddenly.

He didn't bring another bottle of water for Ruan Mian, but handed the bottle that he had drunk most of and the bottle with the cap still on to Ruan Mian.

Ruan Mian's brain was also in a daze right now, he didn't lose his temper, he didn't even hesitate, he just reached out his hand, took the bottle of water and put it to his mouth.

The moment the ice water entered his throat, Ruan Mian finally woke up belatedly, and his movements suddenly stagnated.

Damn, isn't this the water that Bo Yan drank?

Why did Bo Yan give it to him!

Why is he still drinking!

He, he, he, is this an indirect kiss with Bo Yan?

Seeing that Ruan Mian didn't move, and the broken string was finally reconnected, Bo Yan showed a rare look of unnaturalness on his face, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I'm in a daze, I'll get you another bottle. "

But Bo Yan said that, Ruan Mian's cool brother came back again, he didn't pause, but he took a ton of breath, drank the rest of the water, threw the plastic bottle into the trash can, Ruan Mian Then he raised his hand and wiped his mouth casually, pretending to be indifferent, "No...no need! We are all boys, drinking a bottle of water is nothing!"

What's more, what's more, they shared a spoon before!

Bo Yan smiled faintly, he handed the pair of goggles he picked out to Ruan Mian, and went to check the noise-canceling headphones.

Ruan Mian put on the goggles, watched Bo Yan's movements, and couldn't help but change the subject, "Then what, Han Yi, Han Yi has a date?"

"Not yet," Bo Yan smiled, "He's still chasing."

I am also chasing.

Ruan Mian said "Oh", and asked casually, "Is it pretty?"

After all, Han Yi is also very handsome, so I guess the one he likes is also beautiful.

Bo Yan paused slightly before saying, "It's a boy."

Now Ruan Mian was stunned.

Han Yi... Does Han Yi actually like boys?

Recalling what Wen Tang said before, Han Yi asked him to sketch together these two days, and the little straight man Ruan Mian was rarely clever, so he couldn't help but have a guess...

But he didn't ask directly, but decided to ask Wen Tang first when he got back.

Seeing that he was silent, Bo Yan suddenly called his name again: "Ruan Mian."

Ruan Mian tilted her head to look at him, "What are you doing?"

"Ruan Mian," Bo Yan called again, and asked in a low voice, "What do you think about homosexuality?"

For some reason, Ruan Mian inexplicably felt that Bo Yan asked this question not only because Han Yi was gay.

But as for the other reasons, Ruan Mian still couldn't figure it out for the time being. He just clenched his fingers subconsciously and said truthfully, "No...no opinion, love is equal."

Bo Yan raised his eyebrows, seemed relieved, and said softly: "That's good."

Ruan Mian was stunned, and was about to ask him what the phrase "that's good" meant, but before he could ask, Bo Yan waved at him, "Come here, try this earphone."

Ruan Mian's attention was diverted again, he obediently walked over, stood beside Bo Yan, and let Bo Yan put on noise-canceling headphones for him, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Ruan Mian couldn't hear Bo Yan's words clearly, so he subconsciously pulled up one earphone, "What did you say?"

Bo Yan repeated it again, Ruan Mian shook her head, and replied loudly, "No discomfort!"

Bo Yan felt relieved, walked to the side, and put on goggles and noise-canceling headphones herself.

There is a connection between the headphones, and the two can communicate normally.

Bo Yan pressed the red button at hand, and a disk popped up in front of him, facing Ruan Mian's position.

"This is the first time for you," Bo Yan explained softly, "start practicing with this kind of fixed target."

Ruan Mian nodded, looked at the gun in hand, but felt a little helpless.

As if seeing his embarrassment, Bo Yan simply walked over and stood behind him.

Bo Yan stretched his legs forward and touched Ruan Mian's feet with his feet, "Keep your feet apart, basically shoulder-width apart."

Ruan Mian immediately followed suit, and listened to Bo Yan's instruction: "Stand up straight and keep your center of gravity steady."

"Okay," Bo Yan confirmed that Ruan Mian's standing posture is basically fine, and then continued, "You can hold the gun now."

Ruan Mian hurriedly raised the gun and straightened her arms, but she didn't know if it was right.

Just as she was about to ask again—to ask Bo Yan, Ruan Mian felt a sudden warmth in her shoulder.

Behind him, Bo Yan leaned over slightly, stretched out his arms, held Ruan Mian's hand holding the gun, and said next to his ear, "Turn your shoulders inward, so that it's easier to keep your arms stable. "

Probably because the two of them were too close, Ruan Mian could hear Bo Yan's double voice.

The first one is Bo Yan's original sound, and the second one is from the earphones.

There is a strange subtlety to it.

Ruan Mian's back was pressed against Bo Yan's chest, and Ruan Mian even felt that she could clearly feel Bo Yan's heartbeat.

At this moment, his heart couldn't help but become active, as if holding a hundred rabbits.

Bo Yan led Ruan Mian to pull the trigger. The moment the gunshot rang out, Ruan Mian heard two voices beside her ears, and felt that Bo Yan was like a sea monster that could confuse people's hearts.

"Ruan Mian, how is it? Do you find it exciting?"

The warm touch on the back became more and more clear, and the side of the face seemed to still have the warm air sprayed by the thin inkstone when breathing, and there was a subtle itching.

The hand held by Bo Yan felt even hotter, as if it had been burned.

Feeling her growing heart, Ruan Mian closed her eyes, and her voice trembled uncontrollably, "It's exciting, it's too exciting."

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