Laid-off guide is a cat wife

In the gauze tent not far away, a knowledgeable and interesting server lit the spices, and the small plate of the golden stove was smoky. , the eyes are blurred.

Miao Xun wrinkled the tip of his nose to distinguish the smell of hallucinogens.

Not only can it add to the fun of ordinary people, but it is also a mental relaxant for sentinels who are sensitive by nature.

Apart from him, the other waiters in this room also more or less awakened the sentinel attribute, and they were all affected at this moment, their pores dilated and their heartbeat accelerated, and they began to half push and half push the high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

But in the eyes of others, Miao Xun's "Azcot Dark Little Hare" may be the most active, wild and courageous one in the audience.

——Who doesn't know that Mr. Xue is reserved and reserved, and he would never put down his worth and go into muddy water on such occasions?

"Little Dark Hare" dared to sit on his lap, not only did he sit, but he was not blown away.

It must be because Mr. Xue is not sober, this opportunity is rare in a thousand years!

So, the so-called "little milk dog" and "little chick bird" all ran over, and by asking if they wanted to refill their drinks, they rolled their eyes around and prepared to occupy a place next to Xue Fang. After discussing the position of the night, I have thought about it.

——You are on the left and I am on the right, you are in the first half of the night and I am in the second half of the night. If you are smart, you can take two photos with me and hold them in your hands.

The eyes on the other side hinted wildly, while the "little hare" who occupied the "strategic terrain" directly poured a glass of spicy wine back, his rusty eyes were cold and hard, his red lips parted, and he said sarcastically: "Go away."

Not gentle and generous at all, a little villain who just wants to eat alone.

Some people refused to give up and wanted to move forward, but the young man sitting calmly on the man's lap glanced at him sideways, and the blood-soaked warning in his eyes flashed across people's hearts, causing them to take a step back without knowing it. Why are you out of breath?

That was not a docile bunny at all.It is a sharp beast that has been infected with killing at a young age.

"Xiao Mi..."

Miao Xun turned his head, leaned closer and complained in a low voice: "They are so annoying, annoying."

"Then let's go back." The drunk Mr. Xue was understanding and easy to talk to.

No, he's usually quite talkative, but it's not like today... In front of so many acquaintances, he propped himself up to stand up, put his coat on Little Beloved, and carefully buttoned it from the neckline It was stuffed into the buttonhole, and the jacket was a long one. When he buttoned it down, he bent down, smoothed it out little by little, and suddenly didn't realize that others were watching.

They have never seen Xue Fang bend over to anyone, and they will all watch it with relish.

Miao Xun was made a little uncomfortable by the atmosphere, grabbed Xue Fang's wrist at once, and said softly, "Okay, I won't show it, let's go."

Xue Fang glanced back, and seemed to be in a better mood. He walked out of the overlapping moving doors, hesitated a few times before opening his mouth and said: "Don't let go."

Miao Xun tightened his fingers and raised his voice slightly, as if to comfort him: "Okay, I know..."

It felt very novel.In the past, Xue Fang was always at the front. Whether he was going to see the majestic Master Rong or negotiating with General Sovik, he would always stand in front of Miao Xun and welcome all storms.

Miao Xun grew up looking up at his shoulders.But now Miao Xun suddenly realized that he was almost taller than Xue Fang.

A secret reception is like a microcosm of the ever-changing federal political arena, no matter where there are malicious covetousness and hatred lurking, Xue Fang was able to stay alone in it yesterday, but what about today and tomorrow?He is a guide, no matter how strong the spirit is, someone must occupy the position next to him, he must have a sentry, who can show his cards when the situation is critical: look, this is my sentry, my knife, and my It was the only sheath that held him.

Xue Fang had already given up being someone else's "sheath"...

"Why do you look so happy?" Miao Xun couldn't help asking curiously.

"Is there?" Xue Fang touched his face, his muscles pulled, as if he was really rising, "Maybe he is really happy."

"What's there to be happy about?"

Young Master Xue, who was not so clear-headed, wanted to say, because someone wanted me... He stopped when he reached his mouth, stared at the boy's gradually plump profile, and murmured sincerely and earnestly:

"Because today, it's my little baby... to pick me up."

Miao Xun hastily lowered his almond eyes, "You really started talking nonsense, nonsense."

"Miao Miao." Xue Fang called him.

"Yes." Miao Xun agreed.

Xue Fang raised his wrist, "Look at my hand..."

"What happened to your hand?" Miao Xun hurried to look.

Xue Fang smiled softly, "Look here...is there something missing?"

The little house cat twitched the corners of its mouth, faltering: "No, I'm missing an emblem."

The man stood there, his gold-rimmed glasses had a thin layer of mist, which smelled of alcohol, but he said calmly, "I want one, it won't fade."

A permanent, unfading connection that will always be engraved in his flesh and blood.

"I know... I know... it's coming soon..." Miao Xun responded, leading him to walk in the empty aisle of the airport, the soft young voice echoing.

Xue Fang staggered behind him, babbling, "There are still ten months, three hundred and five days... so annoying, you grow so slowly." The more he said, the more he felt aggrieved, "Did you water less? , Will it be better to eat more nutrient solution, nutrient solution..."

Miao Xun sounded amused, who knew Mr. Xue would look like this in private after he was drunk, with a deep and rational control freak on the surface, holding the calendar behind his back and counting the days on his fingers, "Do you think you are growing flowers?"

Take out his key, open the hatch, throw people in, and close the door.

When Miao Xun turned his head, Young Master Xue had already untied his collar intently.

"What are you doing! You can't do it now, calm down! The shackles of the law have been taken away from you! Although I will keep it secret, um..."

Xue Fang hooked his fingers at him, "Come here."

"……don't want."

Xue Fang's expression was very sincere, and he pulled his collar down his shoulders: "I invite you to have a drink, really."

It's like a villain on the street who wants to kidnap children with sugar.The cat-and-cat antenna on Miao Xun's head was erected, and he refused vigilantly: "Thank you, I won't drink."

The guide was forced to give up, curled up on the seat, his forehead against the back of the soft chair, dazed, lost, heartbroken and powerless.

Miao Xun... Miao Xun decided to compromise.

"Let me say it first, even if you drink the 'drink', you can't grow up quickly... I will bite you lightly."

Xue Fang immediately sat up, looking at the other party expectantly, a lovely vision emerged in front of his eyes: a large sandwich toffee tightly wrapped in shiny tinfoil, sweet and soft, sticky and close to him...

"Boom! Master Xue, are you okay?" Someone was smashing the steel door of the aircraft, anxious to confirm Xue Fang's safety.

Seeing the big "Sugar" click impatiently, and ran to open the hatch, and saw "Sugar" arguing with a middle-aged man——

"I asked you to perform protection tasks, but didn't let you protect the bed!"

"It's still early to go to bed, don't worry about it."

"What's the matter with Master Xue's clothes, I caught you just about to strike! I've seen a lot of little sentinels like you, and because of your good looks, you want to cook raw rice and make a joint bid—"

"Don't worry, there will be no union. Supervisor, do you have any other questions? The young master asked me to send him back."

"...You wait carefully!"

…………

Miao Xun came back and sat directly in the front pilot seat, started the aircraft and left.

Along the way, there was no sound in the back row, so quiet that Miao Xun thought he was asleep.

When approaching the city center, the wing skimmed the empty track box, and was suddenly stopped and asked to pull over.

The air police came up and took a look: "Show me the driver's license."

Miao Xun: "..."

He forgot that his superb driving skills were learned in the academy, but his actual age is not yet, and he has not taken the capital star's civil driver's license test yet.

"I drove it." A voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Xue Fang stood up, pulled Miao Xun behind him, rubbed his temples, raised his head and smiled apologetically at the air police, "Sorry, I'm drunk driving, how can I be sentenced?"

"Mr. Xue!?" The air policeman recognized this face, and his attitude suddenly became more relaxed, "It's good that nothing happened, did you bring anti-alcohol medicine, if not, I will give you a dose, so that you can drive halfway back Safety."

Xue Fang rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his arms, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Ah, are you going to sober up?Miao Xun couldn't hide the disappointment on his face.

Drunk Master is kinda... funny.

Paji, simply press the injection to pierce a small bloodless hole in the flesh, and the cold anti-alcohol solution penetrates into the blood vessel, Xue Fang couldn't help shivering.

He put down his sleeves and rubbed his goosebumped arm calmly, his mind was much clearer.

Put on the same smile as usual, exchange some pleasantries with the air police, and listen to his feedback on the road traffic situation and treatment. After a brief farewell, I turned around and saw the aggrieved kitten face.

"What's wrong?" Xue Fang rubbed him habitually, but what he touched today was a rabbit ear headband.

Miao Xun pulled off the headband and threw it on the seat in a fit of anger.

As long as he was born [-] days earlier... it wouldn't be because he didn't have a driver's license to be checked, and Xue Fang would not be forced to get a hangover shot halfway.

The aircraft restarted, this time it was Xue Fang who was in charge of the pilot.He was mostly sober, peeped several times at the little house cat on the co-pilot seat who was sulking alone, and pretended to say casually, "It's a good thing you're here."

The plane's ears twitched, "...Didn't you ask me to come?"

"I didn't know beforehand that it was you."

"?"

"Usually I don't need anyone to follow...but this time I knew in advance that I might get drunk, so I called my supervisor to take care of me, which is an extra layer of insurance." Xue Fang raised the corners of his mouth, "But I have explained that I asked them to choose the top one. Get the table."

Miao Xun: "...that's why I was chosen."

"Unexpectedly, within reason."

Xue Fang hoped that it was him who came, and Miao Xun was very happy about this.

"Why are you drunk?" Miao Xun suddenly thought of this question.

Xue Fang didn't answer because they had already landed.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when it came to this topic, Xue Fang's mood became depressed again. Although he was sober, his brows were still frowning, and his mind was distracted from time to time.

Suddenly, his right arm was heavy, and he was hugged and circled.

The kitten he picked up hugged his arm, the tip of its chin rested on his shoulder naturally, breathing shallow and close enough to be heard.

"Are you hungry?" Xue Fang asked.

Miao Xun raised his almond eyes, and said angrily, "I'm not allowed to fly the spaceship, but also, aren't I allowed to warm my hands?"