After awakening the evil god, it was marked

"You..." Meng Qianlin looked at the box in his hand in astonishment, tears began to roll in his eyes.

Yan Hui ignored this, hugged Yan Zhijin from behind, put his chin on his shoulder, covered his hands with his hands, and said, "You should go back."

"You didn't even open it!" Meng Qianlin's eyes were red with anxiety.

"Not interested." Yan Hui glanced at him lazily, seeing that he was unwilling to leave, and snapped his fingers, "Also, what the professor means is what I mean."

Meng Qianlin turned around uncontrollably and walked towards the door.

He desperately wanted to resist the force that controlled his body, but he could only watch helplessly as he got closer and closer to the door.

He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Why are you so towards him? Do you think he cares about you? During this time, he can see you several times a day and talk to you a few times? He has nothing in his heart except his research! You Why don't you give up, try... try another person?"

Yan Zhijin lowered his eyelids, and his long and dense eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyelids.

He looked indifferently at the shallow mark made when the gift box fell to the ground.

Yan Hui squinted his eyes and said, "It's fine for him to be like this."

He made a gesture to send Meng Qianlin away even faster.

When Meng Qianlin's figure disappeared, he let go of his arms, smiled nonchalantly, and said, "The lunch break is almost over, it's time to go back."

Yan Zhijin responded in a low voice.

He didn't take the initiative to take a step.

Yan Hui was the first to turn his head and walked towards the office: "I'll pack up the materials for this afternoon first."

Yan Zhijin followed behind him quietly, but his steps were unsteady, as if he couldn't find his center of gravity, and his body shook slightly.

There is a distance from the gate to Yan Zhijin's office. Now it's the break time, and researchers will pass by from time to time.

When walking through the guest reception room, Yan Zhijin suddenly stood still and grabbed the back of Yan Hui's clothes.

"Come here," he whispered.

Yan Hui stopped and obediently followed him into the reception room.

"What's the matter?" Yan Hui naturally pulled out the chair and sat down.

Yan Zhijin didn't sit down, but stood by the door, put his hands in his pockets, and said seemingly unintentionally, "Tonight, I'm going back to my home."

Yan Hui didn't realize it at first, but when he realized what Yan Zhijin meant, he immediately stood up and looked at him with piercing eyes: "Really? Then I..."

Yan Zhijin nodded: "It just so happens that the experiment on venom has come to an end, I'm going to go back early today. You can also prepare."

"What shall we have for dinner tonight?" Yan Hui looked at him tenderly, his eyes seemed to be sprinkled with glittering golden icing.

"I don't know, what do you think?"

"What do you want to eat?" Yan Qu asked.

Yan Zhijin's heart is not here, and he really has no idea about this kind of thing, so he can only say: "It's okay."

"Then let's eat at home." Yan Hui decided on his own.

The excitement in his body was about to materialize, and Yan Zhijin seemed to be able to see a big snake with its head held high and its tail wrapped around him.

Yan Zhijin responded.

For some reason, seeing him so happy, Yan Zhijin couldn't get excited.

Instead, there is a stronger sense of contradiction.

Yan Zhijin had agreed with Yan Tingxue in advance to go back to her home in the evening, and after explaining the tasks to other people in the institute, she would leave the institute on time at seven o'clock in the evening.

It is said to be early, but it is actually past the normal dinner time.When Yan Zhijin was busy, he didn't have time to eat, but when he was free, his hunger became more obvious.

The raw materials of the ingredients have been prepared long ago, and only the final cooking link is owed.

Yan Zhijin went to take a shower and change clothes first, while he went to prepare dinner.

I haven't been home for two weeks, but the house is as tidy as when I left.Yan Zhijin knew that this was cleaned up by the little snake arranged by Yan Hui.

He looked at the smooth tiles in the bathroom and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

During this period of time, people came and went in a hurry every day, and even the time for bathing was infinitely compressed. The relaxed Yan Zhijin finally had time to take a bath.

After taking a comfortable bath, he fed the family's pet snake as usual.

He hadn't done this for at least a month, and standing in front of the refrigerator again, he felt a little strange.

The pet snakes were all well-fed and strong, and they were lazy when they saw him go in. They seemed to have no more dreams than before he left.

Yan Zhijin used his memory to thaw the suckling mice, find tools, and feed the snakes one by one.

The aroma of the food finally aroused the fighting spirit of the lazy snakes, each of them raised their necks, bit the little white mouse, and gorged themselves with their tails curled up.

Primitive vitality rushes toward us.

Yan Zhijin suddenly regained the joy of feeding snakes in the past.These animals do not have the rich emotions and thoughts of humans, which also makes them exude stronger vitality and appeal when pursuing their instincts.

He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and the pores all over his body stretched open.

It’s been a long time since I’ve fed the snake myself, so I re-feed the snake, and sure enough...it’s still fun.

He put the food away and sat aside to watch the snakes eat.

He turned his head and saw the little black snakes obediently coiled aside, and with a thought, he also prepared some food for them.

The little black snake looked at the suckling mouse and tilted its head, as if it didn't know what this thing was for.

It tried to bite part of the rat meat, and the whole snake froze suddenly, exuding a desire for delicious food.

"Here you are." The corners of Yan Zhijin's mouth deepened a little, and he let go of the tweezers.

The little black snake grabbed the suckling mouse and swallowed the mouse meat whole.

It swallowed halfway, and suddenly stopped, its pupils contracted, and it spit out the rat meat with a grunt.

"Don't you want to eat this?" Yan Zhijin shook the drool-stained suckling mouse, "Or do you think it's not fresh?"

The little black snake shook his head, and quickly got into the corner.

A gloomy voice came from behind Yan Zhijin: "It doesn't need to eat."

Yan Zhijin put the suckling mouse on the plate and turned around.

With a gloomy face, Yan Hui picked up the plate and was about to put the rat meat back into the refrigerator.

"But it looks like it likes to eat." Yan Zhijin said.

"It doesn't need to be eaten." Yan Hui insisted.

"It wants to eat." Yan Zhijin did not back down, "Give it to eat."

He directly took the suckling mouse over and threw it to the little black snakes.

Yan Hui glared at the little black snakes, the anger in his eyes was almost burning out.

The little black snakes trembled.

Yan Zhijin asked, "Will they get sick if they eat it? You don't let them eat it."

Yan Hui gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "I don't have any!"

Yan Zhijin: "?"

Yan Hui felt a little wronged in his anger: "You don't even feed me!"

Yan Zhijin was silent for a few seconds, and asked, "Do you want to eat mice?"

He looked at the mouse on the plate, then at Yan Hui's face, and reluctantly handed the mouse to him: "Eat it."

"I didn't mean that!" Yan Bo plausibly said, "I'm preparing dinner for you, and you feed them here?"

Yan Zhijin was confused for a moment, and gradually guessed what he was thinking.

I am here to worry about dinner for you, but you are fine, not only do you not worry about whether I am hungry, but also carelessly feed the pets here, don't you care about me?

It probably means this.

Yan Zhijin asked softly, "Don't you need to eat?"

"They don't need it either!" Yan Hui pointed at the little black snakes.

"But they want to eat." Yan Zhijin didn't know how to explain it, so he could only say dryly, "They also helped a lot. Just this time."

Yan Hui's face gradually calmed down.

A sly and teasing smile appeared on his face.

The alarm bell in Yan Zhijin's heart rang wildly, and he instinctively wanted to cover his mouth together.

Yan Hui lowered his head and approached the glands on the back of his neck that exuded a sweet and greasy aroma.

"I want to eat too." He breathed the scent in the air, narrowed his eyes, "I've helped you a lot too, can I have this one time?"