Poor little in the Shura field

That night, Yan Jue thought a lot.

He thought that Xue Yu might have been abducted into the house by bad guys with the same intentions as he was in the process of going downstairs, or it might be because he didn't bring enough money for food, so the store manager took advantage of it and detained him in the store as a poor laborer to pay off the debt.

Even more outrageous, he also thought about it.

The only thing I didn't expect was this.

What if Xue Yu doesn't answer the phone, doesn't go home, is living a two-person world with his boyfriend?

Speaking of which, he didn't even investigate Xue Yu's details, just because of Xue Yu's subsequent cooperation and non-struggle, he subjectively acquiesced that Xue Yu had no intimate relationship.

Although even an idiot like Xin Xiao with a single brain circuit can see that he has some other purpose, he also thinks it doesn't matter. He just thinks that Xue Yu's behavior is a disguised way to show that he doesn't have a boyfriend.

If there was, Xue Yu would have slapped him as early as the first day, and then called the police in front of him.

Instead of letting him suck the tip of his tongue, even if his face and chin are full of water from other men, even if the deep part of his mouth is licked soft and swollen, he should tremblingly and flatteringly call him husband.

However, the scene in front of him completely negated his guess.

At the door of the store, Xue Yu tugged at the man's sleeve with her thin white fingers, and because of her boyfriend's height, she had no choice but to stand on tiptoe, whispering something in his ear that only they could hear.

Yan Jueshen couldn't see Xue Yu's face, he could only see Xue Yu anxiously trying to drag the man down, and how the obtrusive man leaned over to make it easier for Xue Yu to speak.

With a deep face that obviously does not belong to the Asian region, with a little smirk, Xue Yu nods at everything, as if she is playing a loyal and caring boyfriend with the potential to be a wife slave.

On the other hand, Xue Yu turned her head slightly, revealing half of her small face, no compulsion or reluctance could be seen.

So much so that Yan Jueshen didn't even give Yan Jueshen the chance to suspect that he was secretly hijacked and couldn't ask passers-by for help.

I am more sure that the two of them, even if they are not in a romantic relationship, they usually have a good relationship.

Yan Jueshen looked at the two people who were close to him expressionlessly, and picked up the phone that kept ringing in his hand. The tone on the other end of the phone was as urgent as he was a few minutes ago.

"Hello? I adjusted the surveillance at the property to make sure that he was walking out of the complex, but the path he was walking was in a blind spot of the surveillance perspective. I changed the surveillance outside the complex and found that he was carried into a jeep. "

"The person who hugged him was a foreigner, not the owner of the community. Should we report..."

Yan Jueshen's face was slightly cold, and he interrupted Xin Xiao so impatiently, almost gnashing his teeth: "He is very safe, we don't need to worry about it. He is having breakfast with his good boyfriend."

There was an instant silence on the phone.

After a few seconds of silence, Xin Xiao raised his tail and said in disbelief, "...Are you joking?"

Obviously, Xin Xiao has never thought about the possibility of Xue Yu having a boyfriend, after all, he has not personally experienced it, and has seen more than one passionate kiss from the best perspective.

With a boyfriend, how could he be willing to be kissed, and how could he accept being sucked in.

He and Yan Jueshen thought of each other strangely.

But for the first time, Yan Jueshen's tone of jealousy seemed to prove that this was not a joke.

Yan Jueshen's brows and eyes narrowed slightly, seeing the two of them followed each other into the shop to find a seat, he shrugged his throat, and said, "I've been searching all night, I'm a little hungry, I'm going to have breakfast."

"what?"

After the exaggerated onomatopoeia, Xin Xiao couldn't understand his calm behavior at all. He squeezed his phone tightly and asked, "Are you still in the mood to have breakfast? Where are you now? I'll go find..."

"beep."

The unfinished words were snuffed out in the call that Yan Jueshen hung up.

He confirmed that he was still a decent person except for his clothes being a little messed up. He walked slowly and entered the street breakfast shop that he had never set foot in before.

Yan Jueshen hadn't lost his mind yet, and forgot the persona he had set himself. He kept his eyes fixed on Xue Yudi as if he didn't see Xue Yudi, and sat at a table for two not far from them, and asked for a bowl of noodles in a low voice.

I don't know if it was too quiet, but the two of them didn't notice him at all.

Xue Yu pursed her lips and looked at Lun, with her hands slightly curled up at the edge of her trousers, like a real little girlfriend, she complained softly about her partner's extravagance: "You ordered too much, I can't eat it."

Lun turned his back to Yan Jueshen, his broad shoulders blocked his sight like a hard wall, and he could only hear a low voice: "It's okay, you eat as much as you can, and pack it up for them if you can't finish it."

they?

Who else?

Yan Jueshen had bulging veins on the back of his hands, and he was in a bad mood, but he couldn't tell the difference. He was even more annoyed at the fact that nothing happened to the person who had been looking for the whole night, and that Xue Yu hadn't found him until now.

"Slept well last night?"

The Westerner, as if he was afraid of embarrassment, raised another trivial topic in a relaxed and cheerful tone.

But this kind of topic, placed on two people of similar age, and under the background of staying together all night last night, is like asking Xue Yu after holding a heavy cover, feeling comfortable.

Yan Jueshen seemed to clenched his fingers.

The corners of the straight lips pressed down for a second after hearing Xue Yu's answer to this question.

"It's pretty good, thank you."

The latter sentence refers to the fact that Lun took the snake away so that he could sleep well.

But when it was heard by Yan Jueshen, who was across the table, the deep meaning of the conversation changed. The words "thank you" meant that the other party had given him a wonderful experience, so he was very grateful.

Yan Jue lowered his eyes deeply.

After being kissed for a long time, you will struggle to say that it is uncomfortable, but it’s just a different person, so the feeling is so different?

Boom.

The wooden chopsticks worn between the slender fingers broke in two tragically in the man's slightly out-of-control emotions.

The same sound made Xue Yu open her eyes and look over.

According to human instinct, he subconsciously wanted to see where the sound was coming from, but he didn't expect to see a familiar person when he looked this way. He stayed for two seconds and asked in a daze.

"Yan Jueshen, why are you here?"

Yan Jueshen didn't raise his eyes, just paused, and asked in a slightly nasty tone: "I come to have breakfast, can't I?"

He was a little too dizzy, and his mood was unspeakably bad, so that he made mistakes and did not show his surprise when he met Xue Yu.

"OK."

Fortunately, Xue Yu was only surprised for a while, then turned to the man opposite, and introduced in a low voice: "Lun, he is the parent of the students I teach."

Lun gave a deep nod to Yan Jue, who was meeting him for the first time, then stared at Xue Yu, and happily praised: "You are a teacher? I like this profession. It would be great if you are."

"Not only your appearance is my taste, but also the job you do."

"I like you so much."

Yan Jueshen: "..."

Yan Jueshen never expected that a simple two or three sentences of dialogue would give this foolish Westerner a chance to flatter him.

When Westerners wanted to continue to express their liking regardless of the occasion, he calmly threw the broken chopsticks into the trash can and said, "Mr. Pei, don't you need to make up lessons today?"

He pretended to raise his head inadvertently, but in fact his gaze fell on that small face, "Xin Xiao wanted to ask you a question last night, but your phone has been disconnected, is it because you have been with this gentleman?"

At the end of the question, the focus seems to be on the private life that shouldn't be asked.

Xue Yu was a little at a loss, and licked her lips vaguely: "Mm, um, something..."

"The phone turned off automatically when it ran out of power yesterday, so I didn't receive a call. I will go back and teach Xin Xiao after I finish my work..."

Of course he didn't think that Xin Xiao really wanted to ask him a question, probably because he didn't go back early last night and the phone couldn't be reached, so Xin Xiao spoke to Yan Jueshen in this name.

He also can't tell Yan Jueshen that he was kidnapped by Lun to ask about the whereabouts of the virus spray. One may affect the development of the plot, and the other is that Lun's attitude towards him is really not like a pure kidnapper.

Yan Jueshen didn't know if he would believe it or not.

"How long will it take to finish the matter?" Maybe it's not ideal in the business field, the man's mood is so bad that even Xue Yu can see it, and his voice is low.

But Xue Yu has the final say on this, he blinked at Lun, and asked him how long it would take to ask questions.

Yan Jueshen could see his small movements, and the corner of his lips pressed again.

Lun received Xue Yu's question, thought for a while, and gestured: "More than an hour?"

He can't fully estimate it accurately, because not only has to ask, but also to verify.

Xue Yu nodded, thinking that Yan Jueshen should have heard it too, he did not repeat, "My phone is out of battery, if Xin Xiao is in a hurry, you can send him a message, I will be back soon."

Yan Jue's brows were covered with wind and rain, and he was in an extremely bad mood. If there were only two people in one hour, it would be easy to associate it with a place.

He endured it, and said with a dark face: "I happen to be doing business nearby, so I can wait for you to go back together."

Xue Yu was a little surprised and embarrassed: "But I will take a long time..."

Yan Jueshen thought harshly in his mind, more than an hour, if it is used for sex, then it is really not too long.

"Maybe you're done, but I'm not well."

"Can we wait like this?" Xue Yu raised his head, his polite and obedient temperament made him consider the possibility that the man might go back on his word, and asked.

Are you going to have a shot?

Yan Jueshen almost pulled the corners of his lips lightly, and with a sarcasm that he had never used before, he asked this sentence that might embarrass the three of them at the same time, but in the end, under the soft gaze of the other party, he narrowly shut his mouth .

He didn't know what a spare tire was before, because this word would never have anything to do with him, so he didn't understand it, and he didn't need to understand it.

Now, at an extremely inappropriate time, he suddenly became enlightened.

The so-called spare tire probably means that even though he knew what kind of sex they were going to have, he still acted like a person who had no dignity and no brain at all——

"can."

"Can wait."

……

After agreeing to meet Yan Jueshen at the entrance of the breakfast shop for an hour and a half with Yan Jueshen, who was unusually calm but seemed to have something wrong everywhere, Xue Yu followed Lun away without stopping.

He wanted to finish quickly and leave quickly.

As for the man who stayed where he was, his thick black brows were frowned, because the fact that Xue Yu left without hesitation and was even a little eager, felt very, very unbearable.

If Zhuang Xianting saw him there, he would definitely be surprised. This is an expression that would not be seen on his face when the market shares fell by a few points.

He can eat and sleep normally even after losing a few hundred million for no reason, but because Xue Yu might have sex with a tall and burly Westerner, he is so angry that his lips turn white and he can't drink a mouthful of soup.

"Come on, relax, don't be too nervous."

Bypassing several damp and decaying alleys and walking up the solid wooden spiral staircase, Xue Yu returned to the small dark room.

Seeing Xue Yu sitting on the stool with his mouth pursed, the middle-aged man calmly comforted him, then turned on the computer, and while waiting for it to turn on, asked casually, "Where were you going before Tianlun found you?"

"supermarket……"

Xue Yu's palms pressed against the corners of his clothes were a little slippery, and he looked at the burly men guarding the door with trembling eyes, and added with a pale face: "I want to buy something."

The computer that has been working for a long time is a little bit stuck, and the screen appears for nearly a minute before the mouse can be used to control and click the software.

The room was dark and dull, the middle-aged man's face was immersed in the light projected by the screen, appearing deep and heartless, even his voice was much colder, making Xue Yu feel as if he was in a small room full of torture instruments.

He asked, "I heard from Lun that you have companions, don't you?"

"Um……"

"It's the students who teach."

The middle-aged man lifted the glasses on the tip of his nose, "Then come and see, is it him?"

Xue Yu's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she moved closer to watch the video he called up.

In the video, the location is an alley wide enough for three people to walk side by side. When Tian Lun sent him back, he passed by this alley.

The middle-aged man zoomed in on a passing man, wearing a hat and a mask, only revealing a pair of cold eyes and a sharp nose, judging from these two things, his age should not be too old.

There was a moment of contact between him and Xue Yu, shoulder to shoulder passing by, and the next second, he reached into his pocket, as if he was protecting something.

Guessing from the rough and protruding outline of the clothing, it looks like a device that can spray water.

Xue Yu vaguely had a bad intuition, so she didn't even need to think about it, she pursed her lips, "No, I don't know him."

"You don't know him?"

The middle-aged man asked sharply, his eyes hardened: "But he saw you."

"At three minutes and 40 seconds, he passed you by and looked back at you."

"If he doesn't know you, why should he look at you?"

He played the video of that contact repeatedly, and said coldly.

"You need to be clear, not everyone is like Lun, who will immediately lose his little brain when he sees your face. Not every man will turn his head when he sees you."

"Also, in this video, after passing you, he has an extra bottle of spray in his pocket."

"So is it like this, you are responsible for stealing the virus spray, and after handing it over to your accomplice, your accomplice is responsible for selling it? I think you should know that this bottle of gadget can sell hundreds of millions in certain markets."

"Your accomplice, do you want to sell it, or do you want to take revenge?"

"Oh, speaking of which, I will give you some science. The injection is the first version, and there is a long incubation period after the injection. It can be as short as a few days or as long as a few months. But the spray is different. Spray lightly on..."

The middle-aged man clasped his index finger lightly, and made an exaggerated jetting motion with a hippie smile, matching with a deliberately lowered voice: "People will immediately, immediately become ugly zombies."

If placed in ancient times, the middle-aged man was probably an excellent cruel official who could defeat the prisoner's psychological defense as quickly as possible.

Between his words, he ignorantly regarded Xue Yu as the thief who took away the spray, and he had an accomplice, as long as Xue Yu's willpower was not firm, he would have any actions to correct and refute.

Everything he said will stand.

But very casually, Xueyu and Lun have only met each other a few times, and they are considered strangers in a strict sense. He doesn't even know what Lun does, let alone know that Lun has something to do with the virus, so he went to steal it.

And the person on the video doesn't necessarily have the spray in his pocket after walking past him.

It may have been there long ago, but he stretched it in to protect it because he was afraid of being knocked out by him.

Xue Yu figured out the current situation.

The middle-aged man had already discovered that the missing bottle of virus spray was taken by the man in the video, but since he couldn't find anyone, he had to resort to getting it from someone who had been in contact with the man.

And Xue Yu is the most suspicious one. Not only did he go in and out of the place where they hid the spray that day, but the man in the video also seems to know him.

That's why he was kidnapped.

But Xue Yu also couldn't explain why this man looked back at him.

Xue Yu slightly raised her curled eyelashes, her lips were pursed inwards, she belonged to the type who became more anxious and speechless.

He was a little uncomfortable being asked by the middle-aged man, and moved his watery eyes to the side. He didn't actually look at anyone on purpose, but just such a glance made the formerly professional Westerner suddenly soften his heart.

Lun came over, almost against the principle, and said in unauthentic Chinese: "Could you please keep your voice down?"

Middle-aged man: "..."

He and Lun, who stood in front of Xue Yu with a serious face, looked at each other, the blue tubes on his forehead bulged and swelled, "I'll give you a little time to coax him, finish what you want to say, after 5 minutes, you want Don't dare to speak again."

"I'm going to kick you out with your little one, understand?"

A coercion that implies a warning will not do anything to Lun, it will only make him go along with the flow, really squat down, and ask Xue Yu if she is scared, and if she needs to go out to get some air and drink some water.

The middle-aged man who was really talking the whole time waited for two seconds, not waiting for the treatment of being asked "Do you want to drink water?"

Xue Yu moved her arms, breathed lightly and softly, shook her head and said: "No, you can keep asking, I will answer properly."

The middle-aged man leaned back and crossed his legs, and he didn't have the gene of pity and tenderness. When Xue Yu said this, he immediately started: "You really don't know this man?"

"I must tell you that when the spray is found, there is a high probability that the spray will be used on this man. Of course, if you don't confess where he is, you will end up like him."

"Then your pretty face will be dry and disgusting."

Xue Yu frowned, he didn't know the man in the video, how could he confess?

Teeth sunk into his lower lip, Xue Yu's good temper faded away after hearing these few words, when he was about to speak out to explain his innocence, a yogurt with a straw was handed to him.

He stayed for a while, and subconsciously sucked in his mouth as the other party moved closer, and the yogurt mixed with fruit pieces slowly moistened his throat.

The middle-aged man raised one corner of his mouth, looked at Lun with cold eyes, swallowed his breath, waited until Xue Yu pushed Lun's hand and said he didn't want to drink anymore, and continued to ask: "What do you want to say?"

Xue Yu's face turned ruddy, and his temper subsided again. He probably saw that the middle-aged man was very dissatisfied with Lun's behavior of giving him something to drink. He lowered his head and pursed his mouth to speak.

Another biscuit was passed to his mouth.

Middle-aged man: "..."

He gritted his back molars, endured and endured, even if Elon's strength could knock him down with one hand, he couldn't help but get angry.

"Len, if you want to end this interrogation that wasted everyone's time as soon as possible, I think you must stop these meaningless childish behaviors."

After being taught a lesson, Lun finally put away all the tricks used to curry favor with young boys, and gave the middle-aged man room to ask questions.

But he still didn't get a satisfactory answer, no matter how he asked, Xue Yu always blocked him with words that he didn't know the man in the video.

And in the presence of You Lun, the "Hua Hua Envoy", he could not use some small tricks of coercion, he could only put the person back in a state of depression, intact.

……

Yan Jueshen's trustworthiness and punctuality are to the point where even Xue Yu is amazed.

When he and Lun separated, he arrived at the door of the breakfast shop as promised, and he saw the man standing there, with the noisy sound of special offers accompanied by the loudspeaker yelling.

In fact, Xue Yu didn't quite understand why Yan Jueshen insisted on going back with him, but he didn't mean to break the casserole and ask the end. He walked up to the man and took a breath, "Sorry, it's been a long time, let's go."

Yan Jue walked two steps in silence.

He didn't say anything like it didn't matter, and he didn't find a topic to chat with. He just stared at Xue Yu, as if he wanted to see something.

His eyelids were slightly lowered, seeing Xue Yu's well-fed and well-hydrated appearance, after walking for a few minutes, he suddenly asked.

"What type do you like?"

Xue Yu was asked suddenly, but she didn't understand, so she stopped in her tracks: "...what?"

"The man who was with you this morning, I can probably guess how tall he is based on his voice."

"But can you take it?"

Yan Jueshen couldn't restrain his sour and jealous questioning, he said two ambiguous words that Xue Yu couldn't understand at all, facing the dazed face, he stretched out his left hand.

One hand is palming Xue Yu's left white waist, and the other hand with slender knuckles is folded horizontally, placed a little above the navel through the thin cloth.

"Your words."

"Will it swallow him here?"