Poor little in the Shura field

The moment she raised her face, Xue Yu confirmed that the person in front of her was Cheng Chi.

Cheng Chi also took advantage of the opportunity to see his appearance clearly.

The man froze, his expression changed several times in an instant, from dull at the beginning to unbelievable later, the cold wind blew past, making his voice hoarse and low: "... Xue Yu."

Xue Yu flinched from being called.

He noticed the change in Cheng Chi's eyes, which was the same as when he was staring at him in the village back then, but there was something else. He couldn't tell what it was, but it should be something bad.

He saw Cheng Chi's hand, which was rough and broad. He didn't know what he was doing these years, but it looked more powerful than before. He could lift one with one hand before, but now he can lift three or four.

The clothes are also brighter than before, without the shabby and rustic that the little widow looked down on before.

The most important thing is that the man's arm muscles are agitating at this time, as if he was trying to resist doing nothing to Xue Yu.

No way, did you want to hit him when you first met?

Xue Yu couldn't help lowering her face.

Cheng Chi's gaze was too aggressive, as if he wanted to peel off his clothes, and completely lost his obedient and honest appearance back then. As soon as this thought came to Xue Yu's mind, Xue Yu heard Cheng Chi's low voice floating down from the top of his head as if he had been wronged: "You don't keep your promises."

Xue Yu raised his head in a daze, the man had put away his strange emotions, lowered his eyes, and looked at his expression as if looking at a heartless man who abandoned his husband and son, he tugged at the corners of his lips: "What expression do you have? gone?"

Hearing this, Cheng Chi's mouth drooped again.

Xue Yu was stunned, she was sweating a little under the snowy cold sky: "No, I really forgot, you look up, don't make me look like a villain."

"Are you going to tell me or not? If not, I'm leaving."

After being questioned several times, Cheng Chi finally opened his mouth: "I went back to find you for a long time, and they said that you moved away and would never come back again."

I haven't seen each other for a year, and the man's height and width have grown a bit, but the expression of his lost and uncomfortable facial features is still like a puppy with its foot pads on its basin: "...you said you would wait for me when I come back."

So even if he suddenly came to a completely unfamiliar big city, he still survived with these words.

He waited until Yan Lilan relaxed his vigilance, released the restraint on him, and returned to the village immediately.

But the little widow was gone, and he was the last person who knew that the little widow had moved away.

If he hadn't met him today, he didn't dare to think whether he would see Xue Yu again.

Angry, sad, and muddle-headed, he imagined many times that if he ran into Xue Yu again, he would fight Xue Yu back to the village, even if he was scolded as a trafficker, he didn't care, but when he did, he couldn't bear it.

The air was silent for several seconds.

Xue Yu... Xue Yu clenched her thumbs tightly.

Cheng Chi didn't say that he had forgotten it. After all, what he said at the beginning was because Cheng Chi wanted to hear it. Cheng Chi wanted to hear it. Goodbye Cheng Chi.

Xue Yu looked around with a guilty conscience: "Well, I wanted to wait at first, but then I had something to do, and there was no way to contact you."

The man was as stupid as ever, and the little widow's guilty expression was so obvious. He didn't even doubt it, and he believed it blindly: "Really? Before you left, you thought about me."

Xue Yu said "hmm" indiscriminately.

Cheng Chi's throat rolled slightly, and his mood that had been silent for many days was revived by a few words. He was about to say something when he suddenly saw a figure in black clothes running towards him not far away.

The man looked fierce, with an earthworm-like scar on his chin. He rushed to Cheng Chi, leaned on his knees and panted, "Brother, why are you still here? You need to use the car, so let's go."

He straightened up and patted Cheng Chi's arm, turned his head, and met Xueyu's white face. The two looked at each other for two or three seconds, then he quickly looked away and stuttered: "Brother, you , you are talking to someone, then I will wait for you in the car."

Cheng Chi silently took out a bunch of keys to him: "Don't wait for me, you can go by yourself, I have something to do."

After sending people away, Cheng Chi looked at Xue Yu again.

Xue Yu's expression was serious, as if some secret had been broken during the conversation between Cheng Chi and that person, her eyelashes fluttered non-stop, she hesitated to speak, and she wanted to speak again.

Suddenly rich to wear high-end clothes, have accomplices, accomplices have scars on their faces, and accomplices with scars call each other brothers...

The ominous premonition in Xue Yu's heart soared, and she swallowed suspiciously: "Cheng Chi, if you are doing any illegal activities, I will call the police."

Cheng Chi froze for a moment, didn't say anything, but stared at the bright red lips he kept licking because of nervousness, he still liked Xue Yu's mouth the most, it was small.

Seeing that the man's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't appear to be frightened by him at all, Xue Yu frowned and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

Cheng Chi touched the tip of his nose, his resolute face was a little hot, and his voice was muffled. He didn't know whether he was speaking to others or to himself: "You are so cute, saying this is not deterrent."

"..." Xue Yu pursed her lips angrily, "Are you sick? I'm telling you seriously. If you are really involved in pornography and gambling, I will call the police immediately. How can you still be happy?"

He was asking Cheng Chi if he had done something he shouldn't have done, but Cheng Chi was wondering if his mouth had been moistened by a new man in the past year.

Seeing that the little widow's expression turned dark, Cheng Chi hurriedly got rid of inappropriate thoughts: "I didn't do anything illegal. I'm strong, and I was chosen as a bodyguard. That person just now was also, and he was going to go with me tonight." Pick up."

Xue Yu was taken aback, and after hearing what Cheng Chi said, she was relieved at first, as long as she didn't do anything wrong.

Then he pursed his lips, thinking of something vaguely.

Qi Chen usually likes to read some things about finance, and sometimes he also takes a look at them. There are often graphic reports on financial news. What impressed him the most are those photos. The boss holding hundreds of billions is next to a thick and tall bodyguard.

Because the shoulder-to-waist ratio is perfect and taller than ordinary people, Xue Yu took a few more glances, but those photos only captured the main characters, even if the bodyguards were photographed, they only showed their shoulders and their faces were invisible.

Unexpectedly, it was Cheng Chi.

The bullfrog also became the head of the bodyguard.

Cheng Chi stared at Xue Yu closely, looked up and down, and when he had seen enough, he asked in a low voice: "Xue Yu, why are you still outside so late, today is New Year's Eve, you don't need to accompany you..."

Although the car braked urgently, Xue Yu saw through his mouth that he was saying "boyfriend". She was speechless for a moment, then automatically filtered out the words, and replied: "I'm hungry, I want to come out to eat, don't you go Will the pick-up not deduct wages?"

Cheng Chi shook his head, snow fell on his broad shoulders, he didn't care to wipe it off, and said to the petite widow, "I have to go, what do you want to eat, why don't you come to my house to eat? There are no restaurants open now."

And he also has selfish intentions, wanting to spend more time with Xue Yu.

Xue Yu was obviously hesitant. Along the way, few restaurants were open. Besides, he won't go back to see Qi Chen's smiling face right now. Xue Yu licked his lower lip, raised his eyes and looked up. Cheng Chi: "Is your home far away?"

Cheng Chi said, "It's not far, just a few steps away."

No exaggeration, a few steps is a few steps, very close, Cheng Chi's house should be fully paid, no worse than Xue Yu's, Xue Yu was watching the construction of the community, and complained that the big boss treated his bodyguard like a Father to son.

The lights in the corridor are not bright, Xue Yu is like a kitten that has not yet been weaned, following behind the tall and strong man step by step, Cheng Chi saw the little widow looking around from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but shake his big hands.

...Will Xue Yu like this house?

If he likes it, he can give it away, even if he doesn't marry him.

Cheng Chi's face was calm, but the veins in his arms were bulging, revealing his nervousness at the moment.

There were disposable slippers in the entrance, Xue Yu put on them and raised her head, facing Cheng Chi's bedroom.

The bedroom is in line with the style of a rough man. It is chaotic and orderly. The only thing worth noting is the cloth jacket hanging on the wall. The fabric looks prickly. It goes without saying how hard it is for the widow to wear it on his delicate body. .

Confusion appeared on Xue Yu's face.

Others hang medals or commemorative things on the wall, but he hangs a cloth coat on the wall, like something.

"Why did you put the gown on the wall, don't you have a wardrobe?"

Cheng Chi was stunned for a moment, the scalding temperature rising from the back of his neck was almost comparable to that of boiling water, he slipped his Adam's apple restrainedly, and said in a muffled voice, "I like that dress."

Xue Yu raised the corners of her eyes, not quite understanding: "It's up to you."

As the New Year is approaching, the shops on the street should be closed. Cheng Chi didn't prepare much food, but simply cooked a bowl of noodles for Xue Yu.

Xue Yu was about to faint from hunger, so she sat on a chair and ate without picking anything.

The little widow's face was full of blood, his hands were slender and clean, and he was sitting on a chair that was not too big.

Cheng Chi's shoulders are very broad, very masculine, and stiff as a bowstring at this moment, he looked at Xue Yu's legs for a while, and suddenly said without thinking: "... Xue Yu, you don't wear clothes. Pants look better."

When Xue Yu heard this, she stopped eating noodles instantly and almost choked.

He raised his face in embarrassment and looked at Cheng Chi. It's not that he didn't understand Cheng Chi's outspokenness, but he thought it would get better after a year, so why did it get worse: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Cheng Chi saw that it made people unhappy, so he sat up straight and made up his mouth stupidly: "It's either wearing nothing, or the kind of shorts you wear in the country..."

It only covers the legs, which is very beautiful.

When Xue Yu was still in the countryside, she walked past a group of peasants every day with her slender and graceful legs.

At that time, he would never have imagined that in the corner, there was a rough guy watching him secretly, and he wanted to buckle his legs around his waist, and it would be best not to separate them all day and night.

Xue Yu raised the end of her eyes and glanced at him, then slowly withdrew: "You judge whether a person is good-looking or not by looking at the trousers or shorts he wears, right?"

Cheng Chi retorted dumbly: "...No, you look good no matter what."

Xue Yu doesn't want to discuss this with him anymore.

It was almost ten o'clock after eating and drinking, Cheng Chi sent Xue Yu back downstairs to his house with other thoughts, Xue Yu tidied up her clothes, turned her face, and told Cheng Chi that she would transfer the money to he.

Cheng Chi didn't say anything.

When he acquiesced, Xue Yu turned around and left. After only one step, his sixth sense suddenly came into play, and he raised his head to look towards the second floor.

In front of the huge French window, there was a tall figure that only he could see, that figure was motionless, as if looking at Xue Yu... More precisely, there was also Cheng Chi behind him.