Poor little in the Shura field

Xue Yu has encountered many strange people, so the embarrassing and embarrassing things he has encountered are not rare.

But there has never been a time like this, which made every sensitive part of his body numb.

The man supported his waist, his tone couldn't find any joking elements, and he discussed with Xue Yu face to face on the street, how deep would that extraordinarily tall Westerner go into him.

I don't know if the man has a certain body shape filter for Lun, or if he underestimates Xue Yu too much, but his comparison is at the level of normal people who would cover their mouths and stare out their eyes when they see him.

Xue Yu felt that she might die.

He didn't want to be involved, but the visual stimulation of the man gesturing back and forth on his belly made his calf feel as if someone had taken his bones away, making him so soft that he could hardly stand up.

The part of the waist that was being supported was numb, and goosebumps were popping up on her arms. Xue Yu glanced left and right at the passing passers-by, her mouth was slightly pursed, and her voice sounded annoyed: "Yan Jueshen..."

Leaving aside whether he and Lun can carry out that conjectural relationship, if it is, Yan Jueshen has no position to ask.

Moreover, thinking of Zhuang Xianting, Xue Yu always had a bad sense of immorality, even though Yan Jueshen only asked a personal question that was not very polite, and did not actually do anything.

"Let me go." Xue Yu said, moving her waist against the fabric, trying to break away from the man's tiger's mouth.

The shoulders were struggling together with the waistline, it was hard for him to suffer from such an ostrich, he didn't dare to twist too presumptuously, he could only bit his sunken lip in a daze, holding back the discomfort.

It seemed that when his soft flesh was squeezed into his palm, the corners of the man's eyes twitched slightly, and he regained some sanity.

"I'm sorry, shouldn't I ask this kind of question?" Yan Jueshen adjusted his broken emotions, restrained from letting go of the waist, and put himself back in the position of Xin Xiao's parents, and asked.

……you know too?

Xue Yu turned his eyes angrily, he felt that Yan Jueshen was really weird today, he was afraid of hearing weird words on the street again, so he hurriedly stopped Yan Jueshen from doing this again, and urged him to return quickly.

He was not familiar with the road, and was in a coma when he was tied up, so he could only take a taxi with Yan Jueshen.

As soon as he got in the car, he turned on the mobile phone that Lun had given him, wanting to tell Xin Xiao that he was fine.

But I don't know how.

The second he turned on the screen and flipped through the information, the man sitting next to him and staring at the front let out a short breath that, if he heard correctly, collapsed his polite persona, "Tch."

Xue Yu: "?"

Xue Yu's heart is reflected here inappropriately.

He glanced at Yan Jueshen a few times, seeing that Yan Jueshen only uttered that strange syllable and then stopped talking, and his expression was normal, so he ignored it and lowered his head to edit the text message again.

Liu Yanjue looked at the front with a gloomy expression on his face, his lips that were already white with anger turned whiter, and it was a coincidence that his hands trembled twice because of the same reason——

Xue Yu had sex with that silly tall Westerner.

In the morning, the two of them walked directly in front of him.This time it is an indirect proof that the cell phone that Xue Yu said had no battery was even fully charged.

So how busy was last night, so busy that there was no time to connect to the phone all night, and so long that I had to go back after dinner the next day to continue.

The corners of Yan Jueshen's pale lips were drawn up, and she couldn't help but praise Xue Yu's "you can't judge by appearance", her arms and legs are thinner and softer than the other, so she can withstand the "thick" Western people.

After the sarcastic compliment, the man's lips turned pale again in these imaginations.

His fingers were bouncing, and his face was so angry and ugly that people looked at him and thought that he was going to faint in the next moment.

And the symptom that he was so angry that he couldn't hold his expression, before getting out of the car, he finally saw the light, and was caught by Xue Yu's sweeping eyes.

When Xue Yu saw him, he had already put the two of them into the last step, and his breathing trembled because of it, and of course he was also angry.

In short, Xue Yu has never seen him with such huge emotional fluctuations, his eyelashes were raised and lowered in shock, and he leaned over and asked: "What's wrong with you, your face is so pale, and your mouth is also..."

Yan Jueshen's mouth moved: "Is there?"

His voice was hoarse, as if he had been severely ground by a scrub stick.

At the moment when Xue Yu was still pretending to be a partner, he openly took advantage of her husband's convenience, pretended to be pitiful, and sought all the benefits he could get.

But now Xue Yu is not.

Get along well with others.

He could only be so depressed and angry with himself.

Xue Yu frowned, looked at Yan Jueshen's face, and thought that maybe he was really sick and burned out his brain, so it could explain why he inexplicably asked that kind of troublesome question on the street just now.

After thinking for a while, Xue Yu suggested in a low voice: "Yes, very white, is there something wrong with you? How about we go to the hospital instead?"

"No, maybe I was tired from working all night yesterday, it doesn't matter."

Yan Jueshen managed to maintain his normal tone, paused, and lowered his eyelids when the driver stopped by the side of the road: "But I'm a little dizzy, can I trouble you to help me?"

This requirement is moderate and within the socially acceptable range, Xue Yu agreed with a light "um", got out of the car first, then walked half a circle to the door on the other side, and stretched out that slender hand.

I don't know whether it's innate or acquired, but the tofu-like hand has a vague fragrance lingering between the fingers.

Yan Jueshen could smell it without sniffing close to the tip of his nose, he took Xue Yu's hand and walked out of the car, his bad mood improved slightly.

But this transformation is only for a short while.

His extremely active thinking, the second he touched Xue Yu's hand, he thought that when the two had sex, this hand might have touched that Westerner's body for fun and sexual reasons.

The corners of her lips were pursed white, and her fingers trembled again. The recognizable handsome face turned pale.

But even so, even if this hand really touched someone else, he didn't shake it off indifferently as in the past, and he still held it as he wanted.

Xue Yu felt the shaking of the hand supporting him became more and more obvious, and said hesitantly: "Are you really okay? If you don't want others to know, I can keep it secret, but I still need to see the body."

Many of the workaholics that Xueyu knew had their healthy bodies hollowed out by high-intensity work, but they didn’t want to worry their family members, so they usually chose to hide it and went to the hospital secretly.

He thought Yan Jueshen was the same, he didn't want Zhuang Xianting and Xin Xiao to know that he was sick.

Yan Jueshen still shook his head: "I'm fine, just go back and sleep."

Xue Yu had no choice but to help him into the elevator.

……

"Where did you go last night?!"

As soon as he entered the door, Xue Yu thought in a daze that a big fluffy dog ​​had jumped on his face, and the other party was eager and anxious, exaggeratingly lowering his head and asking where he was going.

In the text message, Xue Yu simply explained that she was fine, and didn't say much else, so Xin Xiao couldn't suppress the volume to ask at this moment.

He didn't even look at the man next to him who was turning white with anger, he was his nominal parent after all, it seemed that Xue Yu, who had nothing to do with him, was more important.

Xue Yu pursed her lips. What she couldn't say to Yan Jueshen also couldn't say it to Xin Xiao. A slight mistake would have an irreparable impact on his mission, "I didn't go anywhere. I have something to do. I forgot to tell you."

The usual perfunctory words, paired with a pure and innocent expression with trembling eyelashes, this is Xue Yu's hidden meaning that she doesn't want to say more.

Xin Xiao stretched out his hand and rubbed the back of his neck, hesitated for a while, and finally chose not to ask: "Then let's talk first."

Xue Yu looked back briefly when he entered the door, "By the way, he's a little uncomfortable."

Only then did Xin Xiao raise his gaze.

He faced Yan Jueshen, who had a pale face at the door, and after two seconds, his expression changed slightly.

He suspected that he was wrong, or that he felt wrong. Yan Jueshen's sluggish aura, as if he had been tortured mentally, really did not match Yan Jueshen himself.

But Yan Jueshen's expression was tense, and the corners of his lips were tense, which was different from the slightly anxious tightness before going out last night. The tightness now carried a very absurd feeling of being let down and abandoned.

So Xin Xiao naturally thought of what Yan Jueshen said before hanging up the phone, "He is having breakfast with his good boyfriend".

Two minutes later, Zhuang Xianting came out of the room, and saw two people sitting on the sofa with extremely ugly expressions like replicas: "?"

He was a little confused, and didn't understand what the two of them were doing. They had been busy since last night, but now that they were found, they had a stern face.

Zhuang Xianting rolled his eyes.

The source of mobilizing the emotions of the two of them stood straight in the corner to answer the phone, awkwardly holding the microphone with his white palm, but there was still a small voice coming out.

It is very non-standard Chinese with a strong English accent. Every time Yan Jueshen said a word, he would hold the armrest of the sofa tightly: "I just passed by a store. The clothes in it are very suitable for you. They are all small and cute types."

"You must look good in it."

"By the way, I went in for a stroll, and Pisa helped you choose a pair of shorts." Before leaving, I learned from Lun that Pisa was the name of the snake. "I felt that this size should be just right for you. .”

"I'll bring it to you next time we meet, and I bought a lot of others."

Xue Yu turned her head to look at the three people who were extremely silent, pressed the phone tightly with her fingertips, breathed lightly, and her legs were tightly jointed.

He rarely regrets what he has done, but now he regrets telling Lun his contact information, "Thank you, Lun, but don't buy it. And let's talk about it later, I still have something to do..."

"Then you have to call me later." The man on the other side couldn't hide his regret, but he was well aware of current affairs and knew that Xue Yu was inconvenient right now, so he didn't bother.

Xue Yu hummed twice, as if something evil would crawl out of the phone, and after saying goodbye to Lun briefly, she quickly hung up.

Lun's chattering voice disappeared in the room, and it was as quiet as a dead pool of water.

The difference between Xin Xiao and Yan Jueshen is that he lacks the cells of patience. He has not even had contact with the Westerner on the phone, and he has enough rejection.

As soon as the phone was disconnected, he asked Xue Yu, "Is that your boyfriend?"

Yan Jueshen also turned his head to the side, not knowing whether it was inadvertent, or he also had a certain interest in this question.

"...Huh?" Xue Yu was dumbfounded for two or three seconds before realizing that he was talking about Lun.

"No."

Xue Yu didn't know how to misunderstand Lun as having that kind of relationship with him. He was a little embarrassed, and his skin was very reactive. In Xin Xiao's eyes.

It's like being forced to lie about being exposed to a fragrant secret.

Xin Xiao lost his face, but he didn't dare to say anything to Xue Yu. Yan Jueshen was at least calmer than him, and he could still think. His throat moved, and the words about Lun's intimate purchase of clothes came out of his head go.

"Ms. Pei, I... My partner is back now. I need you to know a few things."

Xue Yu thought to himself, every family has some rules, and he, an outsider, must abide by them, so he cooperated and said, "Well, tell me."

Yan Jue paused for a moment: "First one, I will share a room with him at night, you go to sleep on my bed."

"...!"

As soon as these words reached Xue Yu's ears, the first thing he felt was not the relief of having a place to sleep, but the fear that Zhuang Xianting would be jealous, so he immediately raised his wet eyes.

Seeing that Zhuang Xianting's expression didn't change, he breathed a sigh of relief.He curled up his slender fingers at the cuffs, and was about to say "I have a rented house" stuck in his throat.

"Second, bad things happened to him before, so he doesn't like some tall Westerners, especially Westerners who insist on speaking substandard Chinese. If Mr. Pei knows this kind of person, please don't let him He saw."

Xue Yu: "...?"

Perhaps because of preconceived ideas, the two points of "getting tall" and "not standard Chinese" were almost based on Lun's model, Xue Yu digested it in a daze, and subconsciously said "oh".

"On these two points, Teacher Pei can go back to my room to rest first." After Yan Jueshen finished speaking, his brain was still a little swollen, so he didn't listen to what Xue Yu said, turned around and entered Zhuang Xianting's room.

Zhuang Xianting swept over Xue Yu's wet eyelashes, and finally landed on the boy sitting listlessly on the sofa: "Xin Xiao, come in too, you have something to say."

Xue Yu knew from the very beginning that Xin Xiao was quite obedient to Zhuang Xianting who brought him out of the restricted area, and now he naturally did not disobey, dragging his lifeless and drooping tail into the room.

In the living room, only Xue Yu was left in the blink of an eye.

The TV was on, and the well-dressed host was broadcasting recent social news.

Due to the sharp increase in the number of zombie transformations in the past two days, and the lack of news of a vaccine that can resist them, the people were anxious and organized a street parade spontaneously to denounce the incompetence of the research institute.

Listening to the fierce attack, Xue Yu looked towards the room with a crack in the door, and a certain useful intuition made him approach the door in an extremely impolite and immoral way.

Perhaps Xue Yu's usual behavior was too obedient, so this gap was not closed. The people inside thought that Xue Yu would not eavesdrop, and they were talking for a minute or two as soon as possible.

It's not a dialogue, it's Zhuang Xianting's unilateral declaration.

He took a stack of things wrapped in kraft paper and put them in the pile of books on the right side of the bookcase, and said in a low voice, "The materials collected by the three of us are all in there, and I will hand them over to the criminal police I trust the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow is the fastest time. That criminal policeman will not be able to return to Jiang Province until the day after tomorrow."

Xue Yu was slightly taken aback.

In the next second, the pupils shrank sharply.

……

It is probably not an exaggeration to say that the sky is full of pie.

With no progress in the task, and perhaps a long time without progress, Xue Yu bumped into this opportunity.

He was a little nervous, his palms were wet and he clenched tightly, his heartbeat was suddenly out of balance as if he had encountered an elevator descending rapidly.

Xue Yu's acting skills can be said to be superb at certain times, at least when Zhuang Xianting came out and saw him quietly watching TV with his knees together, he didn't notice anything unusual.

In fact, he was already thinking about stealing the information and handing it over to the Ye family before the day after tomorrow.

According to the current situation, it is actually very easy to do. He knows where the information is, as long as he finds an opportunity to enter the room where no one pays attention.

And his good luck happened more than once today.

After he spent the day with difficulty, he finally got a chance to sneak into the room at night.

Yan Jueshen went to take a shower, Xin Xiao played games in the room, and Zhuang Xianting washed the dishes in the kitchen, which perfectly provided him with a space to enter the bedroom.

Xue Yu pinched the corner of his clothes, his slightly curly eyelashes trembling, he took a sip of hot water, and got up naturally.

Because no one was there, he easily entered Zhuang Xianting's room.

The curtains were drawn in the room, the air flow was sluggish, and Xue Yu's breathing sound was more than doubled. He slightly closed his lips, restrained his excessively tense breathing, and walked slowly to the bookcase.

If you read correctly in the morning, Zhuang Xianting put the materials in the cabinet on the right.

He gently pulled the door of the cupboard, and his eyes flicked over it. Under the continuous blessing of good luck, Xue Yu saw the brown paper bag sandwiched between the two books at a glance.

Xue Yu carefully took out the kraft paper bag, and put the cabinet door back to its original position. Up to this step, he has gone so smoothly.

But it may be too smooth, God always arranges some setbacks and accidents as flavoring agents.

The moment Xue Yu was about to go out with the materials, she suddenly heard footsteps coming towards this side, not slow, but in this situation, it was like sudden cold raindrops, hitting the scalp viciously.

His face turned pale two or three degrees in an instant, Xue Yu went to the doctor in a hurry and hid beside the sofa.

Fortunately, it was Yan Jueshen who came in.

No matter how clumsy the hiding is, the blind cannot see it.But Xue Yu remembered that Yan Jueshen said before that he could smell him, so he hesitated, and covered his head with a few clothes on the sofa.

A small face was [-]% to [-]% covered by clothes, he was holding the brown paper bag, his heart was pounding, pounding, pounding.

The man enters.

Through the gaps in the overlapping clothes, Xue Yu saw that he picked up the things on the bed, he probably left a change of clothes behind.

Yan Jueshen put the clothes on his left arm, walked to the door, then turned back suddenly, Xue Yu's heart was made to rise suddenly by his sudden turning back.

Fortunately.

He just put the phone on the table.

Probably because I'm afraid it will get wet when I take a shower.

At this moment, Xue Yu lost her mind.

He felt that sometimes Yan Jueshen's behavior was too smooth, he didn't look like a blind man, but he couldn't think of the reason why Yan Jueshen lied to him, not to mention, Xin Xiao and Zhuang Xianting couldn't play him together.

Xue Yu licked her lips, then lightly raised her eyes.

After Yan Jueshen put down the phone, under Xue Yu's nervous gaze, he walked outside the door.

It quickly disappeared through the door.

Xue Yu let out a breath, moved her numb knees, and hugged the documents tightly to stand up.

The accident happened at this moment, the man who had already walked out came back at some point, and went straight to the sofa.

The strong and solid waist bent down, the fluffy and smooth arms were raised, and the palms covered with a thin layer of calluses closed together. The man took out Xue Yu, who was smothered in the pile of clothes, without much effort——

"Xue Yu." Yan Jueshen called Xue Yu's name for the first time, but couldn't hear the specific meaning.

"Tell me, what are you doing?"