Wake up every day in the Shura field

Qing Yan realized what she had said, and raised her head reflexively to see Yan Huaiyu's reaction, and found that the other person's face was a little dark at the moment...

hhhh said softly: "It's so pitiful. Since reuniting with you, Yan Huaiyu's expression has not been better."

"Baby, you should sympathize with your host first, your dear host will definitely be locked up in a small dark room this trip if there is no accident."

"..." That's what you deserve (￣^￣)

But it still dare not say QAQ

"I didn't know you were still thinking about running away?" Yan Huaiyu said coldly.

"This is a misunderstanding." Qing Yan looked at Yan Huaiyu sincerely, trying to impress him with his sincerity: "Listen to my explanation..."

However, it is clear that he failed.

Yan Huaiyu tapped the table with his fingers, and said lightly: "You don't have to think about escaping."

"En." Qing Yan nodded obediently.

Yan Huaiyu frowned, said nothing, and continued to deal with business with his head down.

At this time, there is still about a day's journey before arriving at Man Luo, and Qing Yan is also free, so he simply took out his mobile phone and started playing games. Clicking on another game, with a light tap of Subai's slender index finger, the cherry blossom tree slowly dropped its petals.

Depend on!It's r again.

Qing Yan shut down this broken game angrily, opened another loli image icon, and continued to smoke.

Ten draws, one SR, all two stars.

Qing Yan turned off the game with a blank expression, pressed the screen off button, and threw the communicator to the corner of the sofa at will, and it was out of sight and out of mind.

Yan Huaiyu glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and asked casually, "Why don't you play anymore?"

Qing Yan sneered, and parted her thin lips lightly: "These games are too unfriendly to Africans."

"African?" Yan Huaiyu paused for a moment, then raised his head to look at Qing Yan.

"Don't talk to me, I want to be quiet." Qing Yan pulled out the thin blanket under her body to cover her whole head, and said in a muffled voice.

Yan Huaiyu shook his head helplessly, and got up to make dessert.

Having lived with Qing Yan for more than ten years, Yan Huaiyu has already had a thorough understanding of this person's taste. He knows exactly what the other person likes to eat and what he doesn't like.

Qing Yan lay down and fell asleep without knowing it. When he woke up again, he found that there were several plates of pastries on the coffee table. Paper frowned in thought.

He retracted his gaze, casually twisted a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and stuffed it into his mouth. It was sweet but not greasy, leaving a fragrance on his lips and teeth, and his craftsmanship was still as good as ever.

"What a good boyfriend from Country X."

hhhh: "..."

Yan Huaiyu heard the movement, looked up at him, and said lightly, "Are you awake?"

"Well, how long will it take to arrive?" Qing Yan stretched lazily, water droplets secreted from the corners of his eyes, blurring them.

"About three hours, you can play again."

"Ah."

Qing Yan didn't want to draw cards this time either, it was too dark to affect her mood, so she just rested her chin on Yan Huaiyu's work.

It is said that men are most attractive when they are serious. Qing Yan thinks this saying is suitable for most people, but it is not suitable for Yan Huaiyu.

In his opinion, Yan Huaiyu was serious too much, and it made people feel that the other party was the most handsome when he played hooligans once in a while.

"What are you looking at?" Yan Huaiyu raised his head.

"Look at you," Qing Yan said with a smile, "See when you get tired of me and go find your forest."

"Don't even think about it."

Qing Yan clicked his tongue, stopped talking to him, got up and went to the window to look down from above, to be honest, he couldn't see anything, the aircraft was too fast, and the scenery outside changed in a dizzying manner.

Bored, I had no choice but to continue to take out the communicator to play games.

Fortunately, three hours passed quickly, and it was already night when we arrived at Man Luoxing. Qing Yan was dragged forward by Yan Huaiyu's wrist, and the other party was obviously frightened by his "run away" .

hhhh: "Hee hee hee, misfortune comes out of your mouth~"

"To shut up."

hhhh: "..."

Qing Yan followed Yan Huaiyu for less than half a minute, and there were a few vague figures walking towards them in front of them.

"Marshal," several people stood still in front of Qing Yan and Yan Huaiyu, and after making a military salute, they put their suspicious eyes on Qing Yan: "Who is this?"

"Don't worry about him, he lives with me."

There was a flash of surprise in the eyes of the few people who came, and then quickly suppressed the leaked emotions, nodded: "Yes."

Probably because he, an outsider, was still present, and none of them spoke. If they didn't speak, Qing Yan would be even more lazy to speak. If it wasn't for Yan Huaiyu who was still holding his hand, he would have gone to the front first.

After arriving at Yan Huaiyu's room, Qing Yan's right hand was freed. He rubbed his sore wrist, and said lazily, "Which bedroom is it?"

Under the stunned eyes of everyone, Yan Huaiyu raised his hand very naturally to help Qing Yan straighten his hair, and said in a flat tone: "The second room on the left."

Qing Yan yawned, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

Yan Huaiyu's bedroom is exactly the same as his own style, clean and simple, except for some necessary furniture, there is nothing else in it, and even the colors are dark.

"Mensao." Qing Yan complained, took out a set of black clothes from the bond space, and went straight to the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Qing Yan changed into a new set of clothes.

"Honey, tell me the best escape route."

"...Are you going to run away now?"

"Ah."

"It won't take long for them to talk about things. Your aircraft will be confiscated, and you will be caught after you can't run far. So you still want to escape?"

Qing Yan hooked her lips: "I just want to be caught and brought back."

hhhh: "???"

Qing Yan said with a half-smile: "Baby, as a system, you always forget your tasks. It's God's love that you haven't been expelled yet."

hhhh: "...I was wrong QAQ"

"Hey, tell me, avoid Yan Huaiyu's escape route."

hhhh: "...Climb down the tree outside from the third window on the left, I can help you block the siren for half an hour, you have to jump from the window sill to the tree within ten seconds, okay?"

"The third window?" Qing Yan walked to the window and nodded: "That's it, let's start blocking."

"Climb up!"

Almost at the same time, Qing Yan quickly opened the window, quickly turned over and jumped up, after thinking for less than a second, he jumped up, easily clung to the trunk of the big tree outside, and stretched out his hand to pull the window sill again. up, and quickly climbed down.

The whole process took only ten seconds.

hhhh exclaimed: "Awesome!"

"Nonsense." Qing Yan smiled, leaning against the wall and rushing forward.

"Fuck! Wrong direction! Go backwards!"

"Don't talk," Qing Yan clicked his tongue and said dissatisfiedly, "You've influenced me."

hhhh: "...Tell you the right direction or is it my fault?"

Qing Yan sneered: "Of course, if I really ran out, how much effort would Yan Huaiyu spend trying to find me, can you afford it?"

hhhh "..."

The soldiers who were watching the night all the way ahead came, Qing Yan dodged and hid in the grass beside him, and only quietly walked out again after everyone had gone away.

hhhh: "If you go out tonight, you can meet other exes."

Qing Yan paused for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Really?"

hhhh firmly said: "Really! Trust me!"

"I didn't tell you earlier, the plan for tonight has changed. If I don't meet people, I can't let Yan Huaiyu find me, understand?" Qing Yan turned around and walked gently in the same direction as when he came and went: "Guide the way."

hhhh: "..." What about ethics?

Turning and turning all the way, and almost being discovered several times, he finally escaped from this camp.

"Where can I meet people?"

"Ten miles ahead."

Qing Yan looked at the empty road, speechless: "... let me run over?"

hhhh was silent for a while, and continued: "At present, it seems that this is the only way."

Without saying a word, Qing Yan turned around and walked to the camp not far away.

"Hey, why did you go back?"

Qing Yan sneered: "I ran ten miles to find someone, am I sick?"

hhhh was silent, and said: "...Actually, there is another way."

"Say."

"Don't worry about it, he's already coming to you..."

Qing Yan frowned: "What do you mean?"

"It means that his goal may be to come to this camp to make troubles, and you just ran out, so I guess he won't make troubles and he should get you~(≧▽≦)/~"

"..."

"Go 500 meters to the left to meet him in advance~(≧▽≦)/~."

Qing Yan raised his eyebrows, walked all the way in the direction hhhh said, and when he arrived at the location, he found that there was actually a lake here. He came to the edge of the lake and sat on the ground, quietly admiring the beauty with his chin in his hand.

The lake is very large, and the bright moonlight is shining, sparkling and beautiful. There are all kinds of plants growing on the edge of the lake, which are lush and full of vitality.

However, facing such a beauty in the world, Qing Yan suddenly had a vague guess in his heart...

Suddenly, the ankle was suddenly entangled by something, Qing Yan had no time to struggle, and was dragged into the cold water, caught off guard, he choked several times, but the creature entwined on the ankle still did not give up. He continued to pull down.

The air in the abdominal cavity became thinner and thinner. Just when Qing Yan was about to suffocate, he saw a vague figure in the mist. Before he had time to think whether this figure was a person or a monster, his lips were blocked by a cold and soft object. A round bead was carried over by the other party, and slid down the throat into the stomach...

His consciousness gradually became blurred, and finally fell into darkness, unable to struggle.