Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

"You are right..." Red Eyes exerted strength, trying to turn his body, whose eye fluids had all drained out, to face Yan Bucun who was discussing with Du Jing.

Yan Bugun's gaze, which was originally observing the red line, shifted after being reminded by its voice and lightly fixed on the red eye whose iris had turned white.

But he did not feel complacent and think that it was his own credit because Red Eyes could understand human thoughts. He just kept a distanced attitude and reminded, "You should leave now."

This means that you have been staying for too long and it has started to be an eyesore.

"Well, it's time. Don't you have anything to ask me?" Red Eyes' question penetrated Yan Bucun's cochlea and went straight to his brain.

It knew that Yan Bucun was trying to chase it away, but it was not anxious at all because its body had reached its limit.

After hearing this, Yan Bucun shook his head and expressed his opinion, "This world has already lost a Yan Xiaonan who served you, so I don't think I need to continue to follow in his footsteps or ask you for the so-called answer."

Hongyan discovered that Yan Bushun was really the kind of person who was indifferent to everything. He didn't care about the good or the bad. He only relied on his own vision and experience to judge everything. He was different from Yan Xiaonan and others who wanted to see through the future.

However, while they were talking, Zhang Qiling knocked on the door and walked in, while Du Jing walked out and closed the door, giving them some space to communicate.

In fact, Zhang Qiling didn't like sticking to Yan Bucun. He came here this time because he could empathize with him and understood Yan Bucun's pain of waiting for recovery from his injury but unwilling to rest. That was why he came to check on his physical condition. After all, if he really ignored him, this guy would stay in the laboratory with Du Jing all night long and would not come out.

Moreover, Yan Buchun's attitude of disregarding his own safety for himself and everyone else touched Zhang Qiling, who was also selfless. This made Zhang Qiling's attitude towards him become one of respectful concern.

However, Yan Bucun did not like Zhang Qiling treating him as his savior.

Of course, Zhang Qiling didn't know how to define the boundaries and actions of gratitude, respect and friendship. After confirming with his naked eyes that Yan Bucun was in good spirits, he pulled a stool and sat next to him, watching him.

Yan Bugun took a deep breath, his heart in his throat.

He didn't expect Zhang Qiling to stay. After all, even Wu Yu and the others would never stare at him for such a long time normally, because the brothers knew that his eyes had just fully recovered. Naturally, Yan Bucun could tell from every glance that they were afraid of touching his past where they could only see souls.

However, as an alien being in the world, Zhang Qiling could not distinguish the compassion brought by emotional intelligence over the years, nor did he understand the dignity of adults in human society.

Therefore, this makes his eyes always straightforward and carry the burning heat from the depths of his soul.

Yan Buchun's cheeks became hot as he was stared at for too long. He couldn't help but turn his head around, wanting to persuade Zhang Qiling to go and have a good rest. However, before he could even open his mouth, he saw this man suddenly stand up and put his hand on his forehead.

The texture of Zhang Qiling's cold fingertips was like the finest jade, and without sniffing, it only took a moment for him to detect the clean soap scent that the other person was accustomed to.

When the aura belonging to Zhang Qiling completely enveloped Yan Bucun, his eyes suddenly froze in the air, his brain worked rapidly, and he reacted quickly, quickly shifting his attention and glancing back at the red line belonging to Wang Can in his palm.

"What's wrong?" Although Yan Bucun asked this, he didn't want to show his shy face in front of Zhang Qiling. It was either embarrassing or he felt that his thoughts were really shameful. Moreover, he didn't know whether Zhang Qiling liked boys, and whether she had any thoughts about him that were different from those with other people...

As Yan Bucun was thinking this, his eyes, which had been restrained at first, began to glance around uncontrollably. However, Zhang Qiling, who was within his sight, did not have any special reaction. In his bright eyes, there was only obvious confusion about Yan Bucun's evasion.

So, the expected thing happened.

Zhang Qiling put his hand down, and honestly imitated the fat man's usual comforting gesture. He awkwardly chose to pat Yan Bucun's shoulder and said concisely, "You are blushing, you are not feeling well."

When Yan Bucun heard this, he knew that the other party couldn't even understand the emotion of shyness. Looking at the worried eyes, he really thought that he had some problem and that's why they came to care about him.

Such sincerity made Yan Bushun realize that his previous fantasies were simply blaspheming his own God!

However, Yan Bucun felt guilty and a little disappointed that Zhang Qiling didn't touch him like that because he liked her, but he was still touched by Zhang Qiling's cuteness.

"It's okay. Maybe it's just too hot here. I'll go out for some fresh air." Yan Bucun quickly found an excuse to prevent any further misunderstandings from Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling immediately stood up and walked out with him.

But as soon as he opened the door, he saw the fat man picking up a spatula and chasing Wu Yu, shouting that he would seek justice for him, "Tian Zhen, do you really have to learn how to make desserts? Why don't you buy an oven? Don't make fun of my pot. God, I have never seen anyone burn the pot when steaming a cake in my life!"

"Isn't this what Brother and Qi Ling like? I thought after eating too much food outside, I should try home-made food. I can even make steamed egg custard! It's definitely a matter of probability that the pot will be pierced, Fatty, calm down..." Wu Yu backed away.

Now Hei Xia Zi and Jie Yu Chen are out to settle accounts with the Wang family, and the young man is currently patrolling the mountains, so when Wu Yu glanced and saw Yan Bu Cun and Zhang Qi Ling, he felt like he had seen his savior, and rushed over and stayed beside the two of them, "Qiling, Bu Cun, you two have to save me, I can't handle an angry fat man!"

This fearless, cowardly look made Zhang Qiling immediately think of the time when Wu Yu hid behind the young man.

However, the situation was replayed, but the roles were changed. Such trust made Zhang Qiling feel uneasy. Perhaps it was because Wu Yi gave her too much love at this stage, which made Zhang Qiling somewhat uncomfortable with this way of getting along.

But Zhang Qiling still firmly pulled Wu Yu behind him. Although he did not think that the fat man was a threat or anything else, he was indeed willing to act according to Wu Yu's words.

The fat man was so angry when he saw Wu Yu finding a backer. He rolled up his sleeves, picked up the spatula, and improved his tonnage and speed. "What's the point of you protecting Tian Zhen! What will you cook at night and what will you eat? If he doesn't take out the Mao Zedong notes in his pocket now, I will go out and beg on the street to be someone else's grandson!"

"Don't we have four pots at home? Two electric ones and one gas pot." Yan Bucun quickly stopped the fat man.

When talking about pots, Fatty's neck stiffened, and the spatula was almost dry on his face. "He ruined all three pots! The electric pot was sticky like 502, I scrubbed it for an hour and couldn't get it off. You've also heard about the gas pot, it leaked so badly that I could have used an Elizabeth snare around my neck! Fortunately, I smelled the odor and came down early, otherwise he could have made a nuclear bomb in the kitchen by himself!"

Yan Bucun, who was trying to persuade others to calm down, was really at his wit's end. He turned his head and looked at Wu Yu, who was still blinking her big, kazilan eyes behind Zhang Qiling. He understood why the fat man was furious.

Unfortunately, under the full-scale verbal attack of the fat man, Wu Yu was overwhelmed and could only take out a commonly used card from his few assets and respectfully handed it to the fat man as an apology.

When Fatty checked on his cell phone, he found that there were only two dollars and twenty-six cents in it. He was so angry that he almost punched Wu Di. Finally, Zhang Qiling suppressed him by force, and Yan Bucun secretly handed his card to Wu Di, and then he gave the money to Fatty to buy a new pot, thus avoiding the battle of the century.