Poor little in the Shura field

Xin Xiao sat upright on the stool, squeezed his chopsticks tightly, raised his long legs under the table, and kicked Yan Jueshen mercilessly, "Don't get too tired."

Yan Jue took a deep look at Xue Yu's hand that was tightly pressed on his knee, trembling, as if he wanted to reach out and pinch him, his mood improved for some reason, and he didn't even pay attention to Xin Xiao's unreasonable actions.

Xue Yu's heart beat slightly faster, and when she sat aside, her waist was still numb after being rubbed.

He raised his head, fearing that Zhuang Xianting would get angry, he dared not hold the chopsticks.

Ever since he came out of the restricted area, Zhuang Xianting's nerves became sharp, he felt someone looking over him, he immediately lowered his eyes, and immediately saw Xue Yu's timid and flustered eyes.

He paused slightly with the wrist holding the chopsticks, paused for two seconds, and put on a decent smile, "Is the food not to your taste? Teacher Pei."

The tone is natural, as is the expression.

It seems that Yan Jueshen didn't get angry because of his recklessness.

Xue Yu shook her head, leaned forward a little, picked up the chopsticks, and stopped looking at Zhuang Xianting.

In fact, Xue Yu is a little strange, not sure whether Zhuang Xianting is too insensitive or too generous, under normal circumstances, Zhuang Xianting should scold Yan Jueshen, and then secretly swear to Xue Yu his sovereignty over his spouse.

But Zhuang Xianting didn't, on the contrary he was too calm, with a nonchalant smile on his lips.

It really doesn't look like the authentic expression of a partner being jealous after touching someone else.

It's hard to say, maybe she was really jealous, but she didn't show it.

The dining table seats four, and Xueyu is next to Yan Jueshen and Zhuang Xianting, who wanted to change it, but Zhuang Xianting stopped it because he didn't need to bother, so he could only continue to maintain this not-so-good seating order.

Xue Yu sweated a little from eating, he didn't know what Xin Xiao told Yan Jueshen, Yan Jueshen seemed very interested in his teaching, the whole dinner resounded with the questions he asked Xin Xiao.

Ask Xue Yu how she taught, and whether she has improved during this time, like a parent who really cares about her child's future.

And Xin Xiao was a little impatient, but he also asked and answered.

Xue Yu silently wrote down Xin Xiao's nonsense, so as not to reveal her secrets in the future.

He was a little thirsty due to the sudden development. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he lowered his head to drink the soup, slightly parted his lips and took a sip without making any sound.

The temperature of the soup did not drop, Xue Yu drank two spoonfuls and suddenly his shoulders trembled slightly, and he hummed lightly, but he was not scalded. He lowered his eyes and saw that his hand between his legs was held by the hand stretched out by a man beside him.

The broad palm was on the back of the hand, and a few knuckles were gathered together, and the fingertips scraped twice between his fingers.

It's not very rough, but it means that it can't be put on the table. Knead it and rub it.

Xue Yu's brows were wrinkled together, her slightly moist mouth was pursed, revealing his tangled and nervous emotions, he realized that Yan Jueshen was touching him as Zhuang Xianting, and he didn't know how to solve it.

If he said it directly, it might make Yan Jue deeply embarrassed and annoyed, but if he didn't say it, he would be touched all the time.

Xue Yu could hardly hold the spoon, she was wrapped by the man and kneaded, her delicate palms were sweating, he coughed softly after two twitches, and secretly told Yan Jueshen that the person sitting next to him was not Zhuang Xianting .

But the man didn't seem to respond, he still kneaded and continued to knead.

Xue Yu curled up her fingertips, she really couldn't stand this, she turned her face and reminded in a low voice: "You touched it wrong..."

Afraid of being overheard by others and causing her scalp to tighten, Xue Yu spoke in a very low voice, the other two didn't hear it, but the one who needed to hear it was also indifferent.

Xue Yu said it twice but did not get the man to let go, instead pinched him until his shoulders shrugged, he was out of breath, and his voice amplified a bit: "Yan Jueshen."

This sound called Xin Xiao and Zhuang Xianting who were eating to look over.

The tips of Xue Yu's ears turned red, and she didn't dare to look back.

There was a moment of silence at the dinner table, and there was a slight rustling sound.

Xin Xiao knew Xue Yu's character, and he couldn't speak out unless he was forced to do so. It must be Yan Jueshen, the old dog, who did something again. He raised his sharp brows and looked straight at Yan Jueshen.

The man he was looking at was sitting upright, looking like a gentleman, if he hadn't seen him grabbing the innocent little teacher's hand and making him tremble slightly.

Yan Jueshen seemed to realize that he touched the wrong person at this moment, and let go of his hand, "Sorry, I thought we were sitting together."

Xue Yu comforted herself that it was okay to be touched, and she was too embarrassed to pursue further: "It's okay."

This endless conversation seemed like a riddle to the other two, Xueyu saw Zhuang Xianting's eyes, and the skin on her back was tense.

He thought for a while, then gently grabbed Zhuang Xianting's cuff, pulled it towards Yan Jueshen, and asked in a soft voice: "Otherwise, you can touch it before eating..."

"?"

Yan Jue was startled for the first time.

The corners of her lips froze because of Xue Yu's sympathy for the couple's relationship.

Zhuang Xianting didn't expect Xue Yu to grab him suddenly, he glanced at Yan Jueshen's idiot's face, and roughly understood what he had done, but he didn't have time to think of ridicule.

He looked at the hand that was pulling him, and felt that a part of his brain was suddenly swelling, and he also had an uncomfortable feeling that he didn't know where to place his fingers.

Until Xue Yu quickly pulled him to touch Yan Jueshen's fingertips, Zhuang Xianting's face suddenly fell into ice, but he still smiled and said to Yan Jueshen: "If you use proper force, a chopstick can stab someone to death. Shall I try it?"

Yan Jueshen: "..."

His face was also a bit ugly, feeling that the food he ate had a tendency to come back, so he suppressed it: "No, he's not used to doing these things in crowded places, let's eat quickly."

Xue Yu's eyelashes flicked slightly, Zhuang Xianting's face seemed to be really angry, he didn't know how to ease the relationship between the two, so he could only make a soft "um" and let go of the sleeves he was tugging on.

There was only the sound of breathing on the dinner table.

Probably because he wanted to finish eating quickly to coax his partner, Yan Jueshen took an empty bowl to the kitchen in a short time, and when passing by Zhuang Xianting, he lowered his voice: "Follow me."

Zhuang Xianting didn't move, just glanced at him while clutching the tissue.

"Let me talk to you." Yan Jueshen's voice was stiff and soft, as if he wanted to explain that he had bumped into the wrong person repeatedly, and his attitude and tone were very low.

Yan Jueshen could see it, and he saw with certainty that the face of the person in front of him changed as strangely as he did.After a long time, with a stabbing sound, Zhuang Xianting pulled the stool away and followed him to the kitchen.

"Will they quarrel?" Xue Yu's moistened lips parted, and she looked nervously at the back of the two disappearing into the kitchen, and couldn't help asking Xin Xiao who was opposite.

Xin Xiao didn't know what happened yet, but just for this question, he replied: "No, don't worry."

In the kitchen, Yan Jueshen turned on the faucet and put the bowl under the running water to rinse.

Obviously he was the one who called the person over, but when the person came, he didn't raise the topic, and his attitude was lazy, and there was a gap between the image that Xue Yu saw outside.

Zhuang Xianting didn't say a word, stared gloomyly for a long time, and spoke first: "He doesn't know that we are fake?"

"I don't know." Yan Jueshen didn't hide it.

Zhuang Xianting took a deep breath and pressed his thumbs on his knuckles. This is his usual patient action. If he didn't do this, he might give Yan Jueshen a knife in the next step, "You want me and Xin Xiao to cooperate with you, why? "

The man is arched, his hair is slightly loose, revealing the browbones with a strong Confucian atmosphere.

He didn't answer directly, but said: "When you took me out of the restricted area, you asked me a question. You asked me, what do I do for work?"

"You said you weren't sure."

Zhuang Xianting still remembers the tone and expression Yan Jueshen used to say these three words.

At that time, he was only concerned with getting out of the restricted area, ignoring this plausible answer. Later, he checked and found that Yan Jueshen had a company in which he held shares, and had no other part-time deputy positions, so he was not "uncertain".

Yan Jue deeply squeezed some dish soap, and skillfully scrubbed the bowl.

"Yes, but I'm not prevaricating to you, I'm really not sure."

"I remember all my past, who I am, my name, what I've done, where I've been, if you ask me about my resume and relationships over the past 30 years, I can tell every detail. But It's weird that I don't feel involved."

"It's just like."

"Someone wrote me a false life and asked me to remember it forcefully, but I don't actually belong here."

Yan Jueshen finished washing a bowl, poured out the excess water, put it aside, and said in a flat tone, "It's ridiculous? I think so too, but I can't figure it out now."

"So before I figure out why, please ask Dr. Zhuang to act with me."

"I want to keep him and figure out why on earth I feel the way I do."

Zhuang Xianting remained silent and did not specifically say whether he agreed or disagreed.

However, often silently refusing is an expression of his attitude, but it's not as simple as simply cooperating with Yan Jueshen.

But this feeling, he also has.

He can accurately recount the growth process from birth to the present, but he has no real sense of participation. Until he meets Xue Yu, he has a strange idea that Xue Yu should have existed in his life.

Zhuang Xianting moved his fingers, freed his mind of these inconsequential things, looked at the virtuous appearance of the man washing the dishes in front of him, and suddenly said: "Didn't you always let Xin Xiao do the dishes before?"

The water flow stopped immediately, Yan Jue shook his hands deeply, and replied unabashedly: "Oh, I'm used to it, usually after I finish washing the dishes, he is willing to let me kiss twice and stick out my tongue."

Realizing that his current status could no longer seek benefits, the man put the foamy bowl into the pool without any plans for the aftermath, and even sighed lightly, as if he regretted that he could not get anything after working for so long.

"..."

Although he didn't say it clearly, Zhuang Xianting could vaguely hear the implied meaning that the man thought his presence was in the way, and he just laughed angrily: "You are such an obscene bastard with a long ass and a head."

……

Afraid that there would be a scene of love and sweetness after a couple's quarrel, Xue Yu went downstairs to stroll in the nearby alleys because of boredom after eating.

Xin Xiao originally wanted to be with him, but Xue Yu refused.

He wanted to buy something to eat tomorrow morning, and also wanted to buy some cleaning tools to clean out the house rented by the original owner, at least to have a place to sleep at night.

"Then you should go back early, it's not very safe outside now, just take a walk for a while." Xin Xiao told him awkwardly before he went out.

Xue Yu wanted to go out quickly, so she agreed immediately, very cooperative.

But maybe he shouldn't have come out.

On the only way to the convenience store, the street lights were dim, casting a halo of light like bubbles of water, except for Xue Yu, there was no sign of any passerby.

Just when he was about to walk out of this path, he heard a sound from behind, the sound of stepping on dry grass, and there was more than one person.

Xue Yu's eyelashes were raised high, and she stood there in a daze. It wasn't that he was so dull that he really couldn't feel the danger, but that now, his legs couldn't move.

There were fine droplets of water on his face, which were extremely small and fine, and had turned into mist.

When Xue Yu passed by that tree just now, she thought she accidentally got something on it.

But now with these footsteps, in his head, he uncontrollably thought of those hallucinogens used for abduction or evil in TV dramas.

The truth is what he thought.

He couldn't even call for help, ask for help, nothing could be done.

Before her knees collapsed, Xue Yu was picked up.

The person holding him had a stiff frame, and spoke irregular Chinese in a low tone, "I'll carry him into the car, don't hurt him."

Everything happened quickly and urgently, and the group was well-trained.

Xue Yu's eyes darkened, she must have been carried into the carriage, and someone outside the carriage squeezed up, teasing with a strange voice.

"If you don't hurt him now, you won't be able to guarantee it later. You'd better pray that your little baby doesn't do anything."

The person whose arm was pillowed by Xue Yu seemed to say something, but Xue Yu couldn't hear it clearly, his brain completely lost consciousness, and he couldn't see what direction the jeep that snatched him was heading.

……

"Using a snake to tie people up, is that plausible?"

Xue Yu woke up from a deep coma, and the first thing he heard was a violent roar that hit his eardrums. Based on the sound being very close to him, he guessed that this person was probably not satisfied with something about him.

But he didn't think about it, and he didn't check where he was abducted for the first time. He was very familiar with this voice. It was the middle-aged man next to Lun who was always not very polite to him.

... Lun?

Xue Yu was in a daze, her shoulders trembled, if it was really a middle-aged man, wouldn't Lun be here too?

Xue Yu guessed right.

In a dark, cramped room dominated by chaos, a middle-aged man stood beside stacked cardboard boxes with a look of anger on his face, almost pointing at Lun who was standing stiffly by the bed and preaching.

He believes that the enemy of his life is definitely the love brain.

The boy who was tied up on this bed did not have the treatment that a hostage should have at all. Not only did he have a bed to sleep on, but someone helped him wipe his sweat, and even a basic rope that restricted his movement was untied.

In Lun's words, "He hurts."

hell.Who cares if it hurts or not.

He is a hostage!

It's a pity that this Westerner has been completely fascinated. Anyone who tries to tie a rope to this kid will receive a cold stare indiscriminately.

In the end, during the negotiation between them, Lun let his pet snake act as a rope, wrapping around Xueyu's delicate skin and tender flesh.

He has never seen any means, so how can he not know what Lun is thinking.

Using a snake full of immoral ideas to tie up a pretty little boy is nothing more than providing a little convenience to show his gentleman and thoughtfulness.

A snake that knows how to tighten and tighten is much better than a rope that stops blood from flowing.

At least the little boy won't suffer too much.

At most, the snake will ask for some benefits.

The middle-aged man decided to make himself calm, less angry, and increase his longevity. He folded his arms and glanced at the person on the bed, his eyebrows raised suddenly, "Hey, he's awake."

Lun, who was still in a daze, suddenly lowered his head holding a piece of paper.

"Snow Yu."

The eyelashes of the person called by him trembled, and he moved slowly, but the posture of pressing his hands behind the snake circle caused him to get up from the bed, and he could only kneel down on the soft bed depressedly.

He was sweating a little, his hair was wet from the sticky water, and he turned it aside.

Lun had read today's weather forecast, and the temperature was a bit high, so he took out a clean piece of paper, leaned over and wanted to wipe Xue Yu's sweat.

There was a vague and fuzzy fragrance on the sweaty little boy, which made Lun's heart beat slightly faster, and his throat shrugged a few times.

He felt that the act of helping to wipe the sweat was so in line with his fantasy after falling in love, Lun was even a little nervous, he gently pinched Xue Yu's face, and was about to wipe off the sweat——

The person pinched by him suddenly pursed his mouth and struggled to turn his face away, so his paper was empty.

Lun was taken aback.

He stared at the paper in his hand, and it took two seconds before he realized that he wanted to help Xue Yu wipe off his sweat, but Xue Yu avoided him.

Xue Yu's temper is too good, so he avoids his head so abnormally, even Lun, who is not very good at thinking with his brain, can see that something is wrong.

He doesn't know how to turn around, and the straightforward character of Westerners makes him ask without thinking: "Are you angry?"

Xue Yu's hands were a little sore, and he hadn't drank water for a long time, which made his voice a little hoarse. He raised his slightly round eyes and asked Lun.

"You kidnapped me."

"Yes."

Lun Tian was not good at lying, so after answering the truth, the person in front of him pursed his lips.

Xue Yu is not wronged, and he has no position of being wronged. He just can't accept it. Lun, who had taken him to a safe place regardless of the danger before, would treat him like this with two faces.

Why tie him up?

There was silence for two seconds in the room.

The plot where the kidnapper abducted someone to implement a certain purpose, at the moment when Xue was depressed and turned her head away without saying a word, she suddenly turned in an abnormal direction.

The tall man who was identified as a kidnapper squatted beside the bed and explained in his ridiculous Chinese with slightly frowned eyebrows.

"It wasn't tied on purpose. We lost a bottle of virus spray after you left."

Xue Yu looked at him.

Seeing that Xue Yu had some reactions, Lun didn't delay, and said everything that should be said and should not be said: "Whether it is a spray or an injection, the production process is very complicated, time-consuming and expensive."

"So a bottle was lost and the guy who hired us was very upset and told us to get it back in two days."

"We had no choice but to find you." Because Xue Yu was the only outsider that day.

Xue Yu whispered: "I didn't take it..."

He didn't even know where the spray was, and it's a myth that he took it.

The middle-aged man who wanted to see how this idiot Westerner coaxed the little boy back, heard this, and a sneer popped out of his lips. He was not like Lun, who lost his mind after seeing people pretending to be pitiful.

So naive, Xue Yu said she didn't take it, so she didn't take it.

Just about to say a few words.

The idiot love brain said seriously: "I never thought that you took it, you only need to answer a few questions from us, and I can let you go back if there are no problems."

"I'll take you downstairs and buy you what you want as compensation."

"So can you stop being mad at me?"

Middle-aged man: "..."

Xue Yu lowered her eyes, not moved by what he said, but only asked: "What's the problem?"

"It's midnight now. It's not a good time to ask questions. Let's ask questions tomorrow morning after you have a good sleep here tonight." Lun even considered sleep and mental aspects.

Xue Yu paused, but didn't refuse, he was really sleepy.

"I'm right outside, call me if you need something."

Leaving this sentence behind, Lun walked out the door with the cursing middle-aged man.

The house was plunged into darkness.

Xue Yu looked at the closed door, and slowly lay back on the fairly clean big bed. He was exhausted physically and mentally, but his mind was still spinning. He couldn't help but wonder who else knew about virus sprays except Zhuang Xianting and his group. thing.

After thinking about it for a short while, Xue Yu shrieked suddenly, arched her back and pressed her bulging belly, tremblingly pulled out a long snake from under her clothes.

With watery eyes, he looked at the snake obediently lying in his hand without even struggling.

The snake slipped out of his wrist at some point, and crawled into his clothes while Xue Yu was thinking about something.Even if Xue Yu hadn't grabbed its tail in time, it might have got into the pants by now.

Really bad.

Xue Yu's cheeks were red, her mouth trembled, her shoulders trembled and she called out: "... Lun!"