cloud tree

Weixi calmly climbed up from the underground passage in a small alley with few people. It took him a little time to go around in the tunnel just now. Fortunately, he has finished the most important thing today, and the alley is still very close to home. He walked back slowly.

When he pushed open the iron door outside, he found something was wrong.The iron chain was hanging loosely, and the lock was not tightly closed. He just pushed lightly, and the iron door outside opened.

Adair climbed out of the closet directly from the underpass that Adair had come to his house.If it wasn't for the landlady, then his house would have been burglarized today.But how unlucky he is to be robbed a week ago and stolen today, and he has done nothing wrong.Ah no, actually there is still a little bit.

He firmly grasped the key with his right hand and inserted it into the crescent hole of the inner door, while his left hand held the magic pressure Qi Qi that had ignited crystal blue behind his back.He had already made up his mind to shoot the moment he pushed the door open. The thief would hide behind the door when he heard someone opening the door, trying to knock the owner unconscious.

He decided to throw the thief to prison for ten or eight years to rinse off. Besides, who told the thief to be unlucky, just hit him when he just hit a nail.

However, as soon as he opened the door, he let go of his wrist, and put away his magic power without any breath.

Lester was sitting on the sofa in their house, drinking coffee elegantly from the guest cup on his table.As soon as he saw the sound at the door, he consciously greeted him first: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Awaited."

He replied subconsciously, and then he thought it was wrong. He obviously didn't know anything. Lester didn't say hello before he came.

Looking at his confused eyes, Lester explained: "I met your landlord when I came, and she generously opened the door for me and asked me to wait at home. She said that I would attract crowds by standing outside."

Ah, he said yes, except for the landlady, who can invite people to his house unscrupulously, but isn't the landlady really afraid that Lester is actually a bad guy who came to steal!He looked at Leicester's handsome face, and felt that the world is really kingly based on face.Fan Saier came to the landlord and let in directly, and Su came to the landlord to let in directly, which made him have no human rights at all.

This is his house!

However, it would be better to let them be watched by the crowd at the door and accompany him to publish the newspaper together, rather than invite them into the house.

"What is Mr. Su's business here?" He closed the door and sat across from him.

"To see you."

"I'm fine." He raised his left hand and waved it twice, which means that all functions are normal. "It's back to normal. Thank you, Mr. Su, for your concern."

"I should thank you." Lester took a sip of his coffee and thanked him sincerely: "If it wasn't for you, I would have died."

"I didn't intend to save you, I just rushed over subconsciously."

He was telling the truth, relying on the anti-drug bead, he rushed over without hesitation, thinking that it would be no big deal to be unconscious for a while at most, but he didn't expect to get rid of it all at once.He had no particular desire to save Lester, the situation at the time was that he would rush to save anyone who was alive.

"I know." Lester answered straightforwardly. He believed that most kind people had natural tendencies, but it was an established fact that he had saved him no matter what.

"Uh……"

He was at a loss for words for a while, and it seemed that he was hypocritical if he continued to speak. If he didn't say it, he would have nothing to say.The atmosphere fell into embarrassment for a while, but the alarm clock on the wall helped understand Wei.He glanced at the alarm clock pointing to twelve, and blurted out: "Has Mr. Su eaten?"

"not yet."

"There is a nice cafe downstairs. If Mr. Su doesn't mind, we can go down and eat. There are only noodles left at home."

Lester remained silent, with uncertain gleams in his eyes.After a while, he chuckled and said, "Today I invited a friend for coffee."

So Mr. Su is going to leave now, you go, I'm really bored, very bored, I don't have time to take care of your affairs, although you look very pitiful.He slandered, and asked uncertainly: "So...?"

"That friend told me that he had too many appointments and asked me to wait in line for him." Lester smiled helplessly at him, "Eating noodles at noon is also a good idea."

Oh, it turns out that you will also be rejected one day.He thought this way, and then thought about it, why does this sentence sound familiar?He had said exactly the same thing to someone just now.

But this person is now in a special reception room.

I'm afraid I'm thinking too much.

"Wait a minute."

He turned and walked into the kitchen and started looking for the ingredients below.He threw in all the coriander and green onions that he had at home, and they were all raw and undead.After a while he came out with two bowls of hot noodles.

"Try it?"

"Thank you." Lester took the bowl, lowered his head and fiddled with the noodles twice with his chopsticks. The only ingredients in it were coriander and green onions, but the most common ingredients were not in the bowl.

"I remember that people in Aryan don't like spicy food very much, so they didn't add chili." He saw that Lester took two bites before starting to eat, and explained.

Lester looked up at him, he hadn't expected him to be so thoughtful, he just casually pinched an Aryan from the south.He joked kindly: "Whoever marries you is a blessing."

"It's not marriage." He retorted righteously, why both of them like to say that, his sexual orientation is obviously normal, well, at least it was normal when he was Vichy.He corrected: "A girl married me."

"The implication is that you have a girlfriend?"

Lester knew that he was consulting, but in fact he found out everything about the boy just by his name.Ludwig, male, 280 years old, has just passed a quarter of his life, was born as an orphan, and has no family power. He is currently a history teacher at Huangcheng University, a Ph.D student at the same time, and an editor for the New Star Daily on Saturdays and Sundays.The academic school advocates peace.In his opinion, this information is a living history of the struggle and success of an orphan.

Girlfriend, none for now.Boyfriend, none for now.I have received a lot of love letters around, obviously everything is fine and I have grown up for 200 years, but I always kindly refuse to associate with others.

"No more." He replied with a deflated voice, and then explained in a low voice, "Maybe I'm a night worker."

"Night?" Lester grabbed the word and asked deliberately, "Is it a cowherd?"

"Who made the rumor!"

"The landlady said that she often sees lights in your room at night."

"Evening is the best time to write!"

"It's also the best time to feast and feast."

Lester pushed back his words like this, wanting to see how his hair exploded.But at this moment, he suddenly came up to him, with a look of innocence that was not lacking in temptation: "Sir, are you going to buy me tonight?"

"..." Lester was stunned for a few seconds, but he was so proficient in the night scene, how could he not react.He lifted his chin with one hand, and lowered his voice as he did with his previous bedmates, "Of course, my little angel."

Seeing that he succeeded, Vichy asked further: "Then kiss me."

"as you wish."

Lester leaned towards his face while talking, he really planned to kiss him.But Wei Xi suddenly pushed him away at this moment, with an unnatural blush on his cheeks.Vichy felt that he had made a big mistake, there seemed to be cracks in the transition between roles, and his current behavior actually included a side that didn't belong to him, acting too seriously.

Vichy is a good young man who should not and will not behave like this.At least not in the light.

"Ahem." He laughed dryly twice, and then covered it up: "What does Mr. Su think of my drama skills?"

"Perfect." Lester gave such an evaluation. He hoped that he would post it so that he could eat it. That would be the best. "It's just that it would be nice to be more dedicated."

"I...will think about it later." He changed the topic awkwardly and asked, "I don't know why Mr. Su came to my house?"

"Can't you come without your work?"

"Mr. Su seems to be a busy man."

"Some." Lester admitted generously, but it was up to him to decide whether to be free or not.He changed the topic randomly and said affectionately: "You are more important than these things."

"Mr. Su was joking." He tactfully pushed back Lester's kindness, and he was in no mood to continue flirting with him.He still doesn't know the basics of this person in front of him, so he will cast the bait first, and then decide whether to pull the line after attracting him.He asked seriously, "Did Mr. Su bring me good news today?"

There is good news.It is good news that Leicester is going to destroy the gang of robbers who robbed them that day and avenge Vichy who was seriously injured.But Lester was hesitating how to say this, after all, it was a secret agreement with the human world.In the end, he adopted a common excuse and said: "I heard that the human world seems to have made up its mind to destroy the bandit organization."

"That's very good." Vichy's eyes flashed with uncertainty, and he said, "I thought Mr. Su could be the striker. After all, it seems that Mr. Su is very strong from that day, and he will definitely not be under the words of Lord Versailles."

"That's ridiculous." He replied politely. It's not a good thing to be compared with the president of Rixing. He still wants to hide his identity and come to the human world to wander around when he is free.

Weixi asked again: "With Mr. Su's strength, he can sit on the throne of a famous general all over the world. Why is he still unknown now?"

Such a question is easy to answer if it is easy to answer, and it is not easy to answer if it is not easy to answer.He directly quoted the standard hermit answer: "I am a peacemaker, and I have no interest in the two wars."

"What a coincidence." Vichy's eyes showed the light of finding someone of the same kind. "I'm also a Peacekeeper."

"I know."

"you know?"

He looked him up and down, and made a formal comment: "The Lord and Pai are generally more at home. Judging from the strength of your noodles, you must often eat noodles at home."

Vichy heard what he meant, didn't he just complain about him staying at home and not going out.He was about to complain and go back, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the flower pot on the opposite balcony turn its direction.It's time to work.

So he got up apologetically, and issued a tactful order to evict the guest: "Mr. Su, I'm going to the editorial department. Are you going on the same road with me, or are you going against me?"

Lester looked at the wall clock on the wall, the hands had already moved three hours from when he entered.It's time to leave too.It's a pity that I only ate two bites of the noodles, but it doesn't matter, it will be the same next time.He stood up and pushed open the door, took a step and then turned back to answer.

"I'm on a different path from you."