Rebirth is evenly matched

Cen Xuan has always been easy-going and easy-going. When he said it was a date, he could tidy himself up immediately.

Wearing a mask, he dragged Qin Yin out, chattering happily along the way.

"Has the matter of the bridge been resolved?"

Although this person is still in good spirits, but because of his body, his physical strength is exhausted. He accompanied Cen Xuan to the playground for a long time, and then went for a walk in the nearby park. His eyes were a little tired.

Cen Xuan pulled him to sit on the bench and rest.

"not yet."

Qin Yin swept over and raised his hand to grab the water in this guy's hand.

"Oh! No way!"

Cen Xuan hid sideways, and was choked up in a hurry, "You can't drink cold... cough cough cough... cough..."

He nearly fell headfirst into the grass.

It was Qin Yin who pulled him back and patted him on the back. It was so funny, "Fizzy."

Although the tone was reprimanding and disgusting, there was an extraordinary smile in the eyes of this handsome and good-looking man, and there was a hint of indulgence against the sunlight.

After Cen Xuan finished coughing, he walked over angrily, put down the water, and went to look for the thermos in his bag.

"Here, this is yours."

He handed it over, smiling with crooked eyebrows, but fortunately the surroundings were quiet and there was no one there, so he took off his mask, revealing a handsome and sunny face.

Qin Yin took it, opened it, and took another look at the guy beside him.

When you are careful, you can really take care of everything and everything is in order, but when you are not careful, you can really piss people off.

Cen Xuan was carefully peeling the oranges.

While peeling, he babbled, his forehead was covered with sweat stains, shining brightly, "Ayin, I can't accompany you tonight, I have to go back to the set."

"In the past few hours, Liu Yan has called me a lot, and I can still imagine his furious appearance."

Speaking of this, Cen Xuan raised his head, turned around, looked at Qin Yin, and smiled slightly, "But I like you, I want to see you, so of course I have to come to see you as soon as possible."

no matter what happens.

Qin Yin's heart skipped a beat.

Even if he knew that these words were mixed with water, he still felt very comfortable hearing them.

The man has fair skin, tall and delicate facial features, but he looks a little thinner and unhealthy.

Because of the good maintenance, time did not leave many traces on his face, only when he smiled, there would be some light and shallow lines in the corners of his eyes, which looked a little bit of vicissitudes.

Cen Xuan glanced sideways at him from time to time, then turned back, opened the peeled orange and handed it over, smiling slightly, "Here."

Qin Yin opened his mouth, took a petal in his mouth, and then frowned.

"So sour? Where did you get the oranges?"

He chewed slowly, his good-looking eyebrows twitched, and Cen Xuan couldn't help laughing out loud, tilting his head, "Is it sour? Then I won't eat it!"

Qin Yin snorted softly, took the orange from his hand, broke off three or four petals, and stuffed them into his mouth.

By the way, he closed his jaw, forcing him to chew.

"Well?"

Cen Xuan almost froze.

And this kind of operation?

He was forced to bite down, and felt the bursting juice overflowing in his mouth, followed by a burst of sour taste that exploded in his mouth, immersing every sense organ.

Cen Xuan was so sour that he almost swallowed his tongue.

ooh ooh...

Really sour!

"This... Who bought these oranges?"

Cen Xuanzheng wrinkled his face aggrievedly, shook his head and broke free from Qin Yin's shackles, and then swallowed the sour thing with a "gurgle".

He looked at the remaining half of the orange, and glared at Qin Yin angrily, "Don't talk about Wude!"

At this moment, a middle-aged uncle with a child appeared not far away, holding an eight or nine-year-old child with his mobile phone, playing and walking this way. When Cen Xuan saw it, his eyes lit up immediately, and he smiled at the child. Say hello: "Come here! Little handsome boy! Come here, brother, there are oranges here!"

The middle-aged uncle looked very kind. When he saw the child he was leading looking straight at him, he led him forward before letting go.

On the contrary, Qin Yin squinted his eyes, glanced over, poked Cen Xuan without any trace, and reminded: "It's uncle."

Cen Xuan swept over angrily, with a look of reluctance, "If I am an uncle, then you are a grandfather!"

He touched the head of the little radish head, smiled and passed the orange in his hand, and said nonsense in a serious manner: "It's so sweet! Try it soon!"

Little Luobotou hesitated for a moment, took it tentatively, and looked at the middle-aged uncle beside him.

The uncle pushed his little grandson, lowered his eyes, and groped in the bag, "Why don't you say thank you soon?"

Cen Xuan thought he was touching paper towels, or other things that children needed, and didn't pay much attention to it. How could he know that this old man took out a knife, and went straight to Qin Yin with a swift and unhurried momentum.

"Ayin!"

The accident happened so fast, Cen Xuan only felt a flash in front of his eyes, shouted out of his voice, and rushed over.

Pressing Qin Yin, he fell to the ground and rolled twice.

The body reacts far faster than the thoughts in the mind.

Qin Yin was obviously prepared. In a panic, he fell to the ground, stretched out his hand to protect Cen Xuan, and said calmly, "Leave me alone, get up! Back up!"

At the same time, more than a dozen people rushed from all directions.

"Don't move!"

"Raise your hand!"

How could they know that the other party was very crazy, and under such a situation, they were desperately chasing and hacking them with the intention of killing each other.

"My son and daughter-in-law died under the bridge. You big bosses deserve it! Damn it! I'll fight you!"

Cen Xuan hugged Qin Yin and rolled on the grass for a few laps. When he came to his senses, he quickly pushed him away, stood up, twisted the knife in the opponent's hand, and kicked him down.

Everyone hurriedly held down the murderer.

It wasn't until this moment that Cen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, swaying as if out of strength, feeling his brain buzzing.

So sudden, so...

But when he turned around, he suddenly found that Qin Yin was helped up by other people, his expression was very calm, not surprised at all, as if he had predicted half of it.

Combined with what the murderer said, Cen Xuan's eyes widened in surprise: "You..."

"You already knew?"

No... no.

Cen Xuan settled down and thought for a while, "Did you do it on purpose? Deliberately lure him out!"

Qin Yin nodded slightly, walked over with a low cough, and patted Cen Xuan on the shoulder, "Go back to the car first, and deal with the scratches on your hands."

His face was a little pale, and his breath was not steady, but he controlled everything that happened around him as if he was in the palm of his hand.

Seeing Qin Yin like this, for a while, Cen Xuan felt a chill in his heart.