Poor little in the Shura field

"Wife?"

"What wife?"

"In order not to cause problems in the future, you'd better explain it to me."

It was a bit too bizarre, Zhuang Xianting stopped what he was doing, and finally realized that Yan Jueshen might have brought a little boy home.

Spiritual enjoyment is not completely forbidden for the three of them, but bringing people home is tantamount to the stupid behavior of bringing people with unknown risks, ambiguous identities, and unknown camps back to their lair in the plot of the movie.

Zhuang Xianting had always known that Yan Jueshen was not compatible with him, so he probably would not have taken the initiative to tell him that he played with someone at home. What made him feel the most outrageous about the whole thing was that Xin Xiao didn't say a word to him.

If it wasn't for this phone call, if he hadn't heard this name, he might have been completely kept in the dark until he went back.

Yan Jue held the phone deeply, decided to make a quick decision, and said in a choked voice while putting on his coat: "Dr. Zhuang, no one told you not to be too interested in other people's private lives?"

"If what you care about is his danger, then I can tell you clearly."

"He won't affect our plans."

Zhuang Xianting lightly picked the pen on the table with his fingertips, and the high-intensity work of continuous rotation made him not intend to make a long phone call, "It's best. I didn't lock the bedroom door before I left. If you don't want your wife to suffer, don't let him in. Room."

Yan Jue said deeply: "Don't worry, Doctor Zhuang, he sleeps with me every night, I don't think you need me to take a video to prove it."

"Just take care of yourself and him."

Zhuang Xianting's expression changed abruptly when he went back to the hotel after packing up his things outside, Zhuang Xianting said in a low voice, "Have Xin Xiao returned home? Tell him not to go out in the near future."

"He deliberately got close to the Ye family's child at school, and took pictures of the virus injection in the child's schoolbag, which was discovered by the Ye family."

"They are likely to take measures, such as destroying the body and removing traces, or turning him into a non-threatening dementia and mental retardation without anyone noticing. The best way to deal with it is not to be found by them."

"Also, I have emphasized many times to be careful in doing things, don't show your feet, obviously you are not at ease."

"This time I've gotten into trouble, so I can only try my best to remedy it. There's no next time, don't let me wipe your ass after you every time, I'm very busy, understand?"

Zhuang Xianting finished speaking in one breath, ready to listen to the reflection and reaction of the man opposite to this incident, but no matter how he listened, he could only hear the rustling sound of cloth rubbing against each other.

The corners of his lips stiffened slightly, and Zhuang Xianting's eyebrows jumped wildly, "Yan Jueshen, what are you doing?"

At this moment, Yan Jueshen really felt nervous.

But not because of what Zhuang Xianting said.

Instead.

He looked at the opened suitcase, and there were several clothes with a unique fragrance in it, and he didn't know which one would be more suitable for Xue Yu to wear.

"How much is the temperature in Jiang Province tonight?" The man frowned slightly in difficulty, as if he was facing a century-old problem.

Zhuang Xianting was stunned. He was very concerned about the current news and weather conditions in Jiang Province, and now he could answer without thinking: "Sixteen degrees."

After finishing speaking, Yan Jueshen picked up a thin coat, his arms were slightly stiffened by the incense on it, and his interest in going to Xue Yu to apologize was much higher than listening to Zhuang Xianting's nagging here, "hang up first, go out and find people."

Zhuang Xianting: "..."

Connecting the cause and effect, Zhuang Xianting instantly figured out what happened, and a dilated vein popped out of his forehead, "Yan Jueshen, I really regret bringing you out of the restricted area."

Counting on his fingers, he didn't have a few serious looks towards Yan Jueshen. It's not that he has a bad temper, nor is he deliberately targeting Yan Jueshen.

But this person is really not worthy of a good face.

This phone call is a prime example.

At the serious moment when he was announcing major emergencies, Yan Jue was deeply afraid that the little ghost who ran away would catch a cold because of the temperature of [-] degrees, so he ignored his people and words, and carefully picked out warm clothes.

It was rare for Zhuang Xianting to utter a dirty word, but inexplicably and suddenly, he felt a little desire to explore the little boy Yan Jueshen brought home, and even he couldn't tell what kind of desire he had.

He was a little curious what it would be like.

……

Eight o'clock in the evening, not too late, the streets are full of people.

Xue Yu originally wanted to go to that rented house, but at the end of the day, she thought that the sheets and bedding inside hadn't been washed yet, and there should be a lot of dust if they hadn't been cleaned, so it wasn't very suitable for living in.

He looked for a hotel on the street where he could stay for the night.

Finally, he stopped at a bakery. The small pastries exuding the baking aroma in the cupboard attracted him, and the toppings were all his favorite flavors.

Xue Yu intends to buy something to eat.

He picked a few that he liked, paid the bill and walked out slowly. Just as he was about to continue looking for a hotel, a strange... person suddenly appeared in front of him?

This second of uncertainty is due to the fact that this person is really special and tall.

He is a terrifying figure who is two meters tall, shoulders as wide as a wooden pile, and his strong bones make his figure tall and wide. The clothes he wears are all sizes that Xue Yu rarely sees, and his expression is very dull .

His clothes were wriggling, widening his already extraordinary arms, and finally the umbrella-shaped head protruding from the cuffs made it certain that there was a boa constrictor dormant in his clothes.

Whether it's physical features, or the act of carrying the snake with you.

It doesn't make him look like a human being, at least not a normal human being.

Xue Yu needed to raise her head very high to meet his eyes, she spoke slowly, her face turned pale with fright, "...are you looking for me?"

Xue Yu was indeed frightened, his eyelashes trembled inconspicuously, and his breath was almost non-existent. If he wasn't too rude, he would have turned around and ran away immediately.

The man probably has underdeveloped facial nerves, with a dull expression, like a piece of wood, and his physique looks like someone who came to beat someone up. He stared at Xue Yu's small and white face, and after two seconds, he nodded seriously.

That contrasting look was a bit funny to be honest, Xue Yu pursed her lips slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Then what do you want from me?"

The man replied, "My name is Lun."

Xue Yu: "..."

The donkey's lips are not right with the horse's mouth.

Xue Yu thought for a while, then reorganized the conversation: "Lun? We don't seem to know each other."

Lun didn't speak, but the snake in his sleeve crawled out a long way, making a series of weird hissing sounds, it didn't seem like it was about to bite, but it seemed like it wanted to come and lick Xueyu.

Xue Yu and the mung bean-like snake eyes looked at each other, his calf softened, he was naturally afraid of this kind of animal, he tried hard to bear it, but his eyes were still red, "Can you keep it from coming out?"

Lun paused for a moment on the smear of red, then lowered his head stupidly, covering his cuffs with his wide palms, firmly blocking the path of the snake.

And as if Xue Yu was relieved, with a crappy Chinese accent, he said word by word with difficulty: "He can't get out."

It's true that he couldn't get out from the sleeves, but just crawled out from under the hem of his clothes, wrapped around the man's thighs, stretched his small head into the air, hissed and stuck out his tongue at Xue Yu, that scene had to be said.

It's like seeing a young boy who is interested and can't help but strike up a conversation.

Xue Yu: "..."

He really couldn't stand such weird people and snakes, and he didn't understand why he was stuck here when he came out to buy a cake, biting the flesh near his lower lip, looking at the huge Lun with wet eyes.

"Do you want to eat this cake?" He held up the small cream cake in his hand. Apart from this, he couldn't think of the purpose of this person stopping him.

He's been in a similar situation before.

He was stopped by someone he had never met before, asking him how much he bought and where he could buy it.

He felt that Lun should also be interested in his cake, but he was embarrassed to say so.

Lun Lue's dazed eyes moved inch by inch from Xue Yu's face to the cake that was as small as him, his mouth moved, he neither nodded nor spoke.

I don't know if it's because I'm really embarrassed to say it, or because the Chinese vocabulary he has learned is not enough for him to express his thoughts accurately.

"Then I'll give you a piece... If you think it's delicious, you can buy it in the store behind."

Xue Yu divided one of the three cakes he had mentioned, and originally wanted to tell Lun the price of the cakes, but suddenly he saw a man appearing not far away, with gentle features, holding a piece of clothing that didn't fit his body type .

As soon as Lun took the piece of cake, which was not as big as his hand, he saw Xue Yu pursing her lips, and hurried away on two thin straight legs.

For Xue Yu at this moment, meeting Yan Jueshen was more terrifying than meeting a two-meter-tall weirdo with a snake hidden in his clothes.

"Wife."

Yan Jueshen had sharp eyesight, almost at the moment when Xue Yu was about to run, he took a few steps with his long legs, followed Xue Yu within a few seconds, wrapped his arms around that slender waist, and pulled him back into his arms inside.

"Let go of me, I'm going to bite you..." Xue Yu's mouth was red, her cheeks were red, she didn't want to be carried in the air on the street, her two white legs trembled tremblingly, and she grabbed the man's neck with her hands.

It's a pity that he has rounded manicured nails and the strength of a full-term kitten scratching the sofa, so he can't even leave a red mark.

Yan Jueshen held Xue Yu's clothes in his right hand, and hugged Xue Yu in his left hand. Seeing that he was slowly stopping, he discussed with him: "I can let you down, but you are not allowed to run."

Xue Yu nodded repeatedly, and when the man let his soles touch the ground, he immediately turned around and walked away with a face as red as tomato soup.

Afraid that Yan Jueshen would catch her discussing the pornographic photos on the road, Xue Yu walked in a hurry, her mouth was forced to part, and she had to breathe carefully to provide the oxygen her body needed.

So much so that he didn't see a middle-aged man with grass in his mouth in the small narrow road between the cake shop and the breakfast porridge shop.

The middle-aged man looked tired, and seemed to be taking out a cigarette in his pocket. Passers-by would probably think that he wanted to get rid of his cigarette addiction in a place where there are few people, but as long as you are careful, you can find it.

He has been scanning every passerby.

If there is such a thing as God's vision, it is not difficult to know that he is the one sent by the Ye family to kill Xin Xiao.

In fact, he is not the only one, he also has a companion, who is the person he is looking for now, named Lun.

He was a big man with no energy, a stupid head, and a dull head. He came from the West. He studied Chinese for a month or two, but he could only listen and speak very little.

But it is no exaggeration to say that the guy has mastered all the skills that require the use of strength, sumo wrestling, boxing, fighting...

This is also the reason why the Ye family would look for him and ask him to capture a boy surnamed Xin alive.

With his muscles and terrifying strength, it can even be said that he is overqualified to catch a kid who has just grown up.

He estimated that the task could be completed in a few hours.

As long as Lun goes to ask where the residential building where Xin Xiao lives is, they can immediately guard and capture people alive, and complete the task of paying [-] yuan without any effort.

Look, he's back.

The middle-aged man straightened up, greeted Shang Lun with a cigarette between his fingers, and said with a smile on his face, "Hey, did you ask?"

Asking for directions was too simple, he never expected to get an answer other than "asking", but this simple-minded Muggle really surprised people.

Lun was carrying a small piece of cake that didn't fit him very well, and he couldn't hold back a smirk at the corners of his lips. When he heard this question, his smirk froze, his head tilted slightly, and there was an emotion similar to doubt in his eyes.

It's like forgetting about it.

"..."

Five minutes later, after exchanging hand, foot and strokes with Lun, the middle-aged man who understood what happened threw the cigarette to the bottom of his feet, crushed the ashes vigorously, and cursed angrily.

"To say you're stupid is to flatter you."

"When I was given a piece of cake, I forgot what I was there for. I foolishly carried it back, and the stinky snake on my body went out and became estrous."

"What the hell."