Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

My heart is burning and my body temperature is rising.

Huo Yan wondered if something was wrong with him, or if his ability was about to be upgraded again?

Being stared at by Si Cen's fox eyes without blinking, Huo Yan instinctively felt that he couldn't go on like this.

He was very abnormal today.

"Well, now that everyone is here, let's hurry up and set off."

He loosened his hand and avoided Si Cen's gaze. The expression on his face remained the same as at the beginning. He gave orders to the team members who were watching silently on the side.

When Huo Yan gave the order, his team members obeyed it.

No matter how curious, confused, and anxious you are in your heart.

No one dared to complain about being slow.

Even Qin Shu quickly calmed down and returned to his respective positions with his teammates.

"Shit! So are they familiar with each other or not? The young master is usually so clean and arrogant, I never thought that one day I would see him take the initiative to hug and greet someone."

Ding Xiaoming's eyes were gloomy. "There is definitely something wrong. Didn't you see that the boss didn't even talk to him?"

"But the boss let him hold him!"

Ding Xiaoming and Qin Shu both cast displeased glances at the person who was speaking, but Qin Shu's glance was more subtle and was not noticed.

"Didn't the young master just force himself to carry her up there?" Ding Xiaoming snorted coldly, "I think he's just pretending!"

"But is there ever a time when the boss can't hide? We suspect that he even sleeps with one eye on guard!

Let alone hugging him, if he doesn't want to, no mosquito can get close to him, so the boss tacitly allowed the young master to hug him. "This is the fat man who is straight-forward, "Sure enough, the young master is not bragging, he looks very close to the boss..."

"Stop talking nonsense, okay? I still insist that he was just bragging on his own. He did that on purpose to avoid losing face in front of us. The boss just... yes, he didn't kick him out for the captain's sake. After all, he was the captain's man, and he didn't want to embarrass the captain."

The fat man scratched his head, "Captain still has this kind of face in front of the boss?"

Ding Xiaoming: ...

"Oh, I mean, no one has this kind of face in front of the boss. I don't mean that you don't deserve it, Captain."

Qin Shu: …………

"Besides, if the two didn't know each other, how could the boss let him get in the car?"

"What..." Ding Xiaoming stood in front of his car door and turned his head to see Si Cen getting into the passenger seat of Huo Yan.

Ding Xiaoming: ???

As everyone knows, everyone in the base, whether they are superpowers or ordinary people, is coveting the boss's modified off-road vehicle.

But in the past three years, very few people have been able to get on his car.

What is the reason?

One is that the boss's driving is really terrible, with a kind of speed and passion that completely disregards the life and death of others, the kind that flashes back and forth at the gate of the King of Hell.

Not to mention whether I’m afraid of death or not, the key is that I really feel dizzy!

Another thing is that their boss is a bit independent and has a secret obsession with cleanliness when it comes to his things.

To put it bluntly, I don't want other people to touch my things.

Based on these two points, no one would get on the boss's car unless they were in a hurry or there was no other car available, and the boss would not let them.

But now, Si Cen went up.

They stared closely but didn't see Si Cen being driven away.

Could it be that he really wasn't pretending and he and the boss were really old acquaintances?

If this is true, when he returns to the base, given the young master's temper, won't he be extremely arrogant?

Ding Xiaoming frowned, feeling very unhappy.

"What are you doing there? Get in the car!"

Ding Xiaoming was frightened by the cold voice and came back to his senses. He turned his head and saw Qin Shu sitting in the driver's seat looking at him.

He felt that the captain seemed a little angry.

I guess he felt that he was wasting time and energy.

Ding Xiaoming didn't dare to think about it anymore and quickly opened the car door and climbed in.

He had just sat down and hadn't even fastened his seat belt when Qin Shu stepped on the accelerator, allowing Ding Xiaoming to experience the perfect push on his back.

Ding Xiaoming: ...It seems that the captain is really angry.

He didn't dare to speak and just huddled in his seat, quiet as a chicken.

In front, Huo Yan was also stunned when he saw Si Cen getting on the passenger seat of his car.

"you……"

Si Cen sat in the car as if it were his own car, and turned his head to look at Huo Yan, "What's wrong?"

Huo Yan was stunned again by his righteous gaze, and finally swallowed back the question "Why don't you go to the original car?". He just retracted his gaze and looked straight ahead, whispered, "Sit tight", and then stepped on the accelerator.

The same experience as Ding Xiaoming.

Dante Xiaoming was nearly thrown against the windshield, but when Si Cen suddenly fell forward, he was quickly stopped by an arm and pushed back.

Although Huo Yan did not do it on purpose, and he subconsciously reduced the strength of his hands.

But visually it looked like Si Cen was hit back by Huo Yan's elbow.

His head hit the back of the seat with a loud "bang".

Huo Yan slammed on the brakes, luckily he knew not to use his arms this time, so he opened his hands and pressed them on Si Cen's shoulders.

His car rushed out and then stopped, leaving the other cars in the group confused.

If this hadn't been in an extremely spacious parking lot and everyone hadn't formed a line up in the front and back rows, there would have been a series of rear-end collisions.

Heads popped out of the windows of several cars in a row, asking questions.

Huo Yan stretched out a hand from the car window and gestured to them, and they drove away one by one.

Huo Yan turned his head and looked at his boss Cen, who was covering the back of his head and looking at him. He coughed awkwardly and said, "Sorry."

He really didn't mean it.

Si Cen's eyes were wet, and even the corners of his eyes were a little red, and he looked very painful.

He looked at Huo Yan a little angry and aggrieved, "If you don't want me to ride in your car, just say so. Why do you have to treat me like this?"

He must be about to lose his temper, and his tone was trying to sound fierce.

But maybe he was really hurt by the collision. Not only did his voice have a nasal tone, but the ending tone was inexplicably soft and sticky, making it seem like he was not questioning or getting angry, but rather being aggrieved and pampered.

Huo Yan couldn't stand being looked at like this by him, and his eyes became evasive and vague for the first time in his life.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Si Cen snorted and raised his hand to rub his shoulders and chest again, "You hurt my shoulders and my chest was hurt by your arm. Is a simple apology enough?"

His movements were clumsy and casual, and the white shirt he wore was of a silky texture and of a very special style.

With a casual pull, the slanted collar opened, and the snow-white color that was originally hidden in the clothes was suddenly revealed in front of the eyes, even feeling dazzling.

But he wanted people to watch, impatiently leaning over, still complaining, "Look for yourself, what you've done to me, I'm sure I'll turn blue soon!"

Huo Yan felt as if he was acupunctured again, unable to move, and his whole body was tense.

There was no blue in his eyes.

But what he saw was the dazzling whiteness like solidified fat, and traces of redness appeared on the delicate collarbone and in many places below the collarbone.

A small piece, a small piece...

There was a feeling that Huo Yan couldn't describe, he only knew that he didn't dare to look.

His heart was burning again.

Is he really ill?

But he didn't notice that when he was flustered and at a loss, trying to lower his eyes and empty his mind to calm down, Si Cen, who seemed to want to lie in his arms, sniffed deeply at his side several times without making a sound.

At this moment, the succubus who was eerily beautiful had a faint pink glow in her half-closed eyes, the corners of her eyes were red, and her snow-white cheeks were rosy.

With a bit of indescribable enchanting beauty...

[Ah~ My little cake~~ It's so sweet~~]

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