Quick Wear: Is the Lord God showing double standards again today?

"Nannan, looking for you." Shen Junhuai was holding a mobile phone, which showed that he was on a call. The phone kept ringing in the bedroom. Nanfeng usually did not avoid Shen Junhuai, and some calls were also for him to answer.

After wiping his hands, Nan Feng took the phone with one hand, shook Shen Junhuai's cold hand with the other hand, and frowned slightly.

"Hello, I'm Nanfeng," he said, pulling the person to sit on the sofa, and then he took the hand warmer and put it into his cold hands.

"Well, I'll give the rest to my assistant, who will deliver it to you in two days."

"........."

From the conversation, Shen Junhuai heard that it should be about his art exhibition. Nanfeng was very concerned about this matter and supervised it personally, leaving the assistant to follow up on the minor matters.

After Nanfeng hung up the phone, Shen Junhuai reached out and hugged Nanfeng's waist. His furry little head rubbed against the man's waist, like a coquettish kitten.

"Good boy, I have asked someone to pack the paintings. The exhibition will be almost finished in two days. Do you want to go and see it?" Nanfeng really enjoys the young master's dependence.

Shen Junhuai looked up, his eyes filled with the man's reflection. "Go!"

It's becoming more and more like a spoiled cat head

"I'm going to cook. After dinner we will go to the treatment room for the next step of treatment. Are you scared, Huaibao?" This time may be the young master's most frightening memory.

Shen Junhuai shook his head without hesitation. He was afraid before because he was in darkness and there was an abyss behind him if he was not careful. But now someone lit a light in his dim room and there was a solid and reliable arm behind him.

The south wind is his support and his confidence. Love will never make people weak.

Nan Feng bent down, lifted up the young master's chin, and gave him a most pious kiss on the lips. "My young master, I will always be your support."

Just as he was about to get up, the young master, who had closed his eyes, raised his hands, put his arms around his neck, pulled him back, and took the initiative to move closer...

Half an hour later, Nan Feng raised his hand and stroked the young master's red lips, his eyes meeting those blurred eyes. "Young master, I have never been a gentleman."

After tidying up the clothes for the other person, he stood up neatly dressed, still looking dignified, which formed a sharp contrast with the person who was slumped on the sofa with a red face and a bit unsteady breath.

He took the soft blanket from the sofa and covered Shen Junhuai with it to prevent him from catching a cold. Although the room was not cold, it did not prevent the young master from being weak.

Looking at Nanfeng's back as he went to the kitchen, Shen Junhuai changed his previous delicate look, with a heavy possessiveness and obsession in his eyes.

The little stone who was watching secretly said, "Wow, the best actor!"

"Hmm?" Little Stone asked inexplicably, causing Nanfeng to raise his eyebrows.

Little Stone suddenly felt like a thorn in his back. "Nothing, nothing, the handsome brother and the poor little girl are really a perfect match."

"Isn't it socialist brotherhood?" Nan Feng said in a light tone.

Little Stone sensed a chill in his voice and shuddered. "Who said that? That troublemaker, Little Stone, I'll smash his mouth and give him a hundred lashes!"

Nan Feng seemed to have let him go, and did not hold on to the matter anymore, and continued to wash his hands and make soup.

Little Stone breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest. He thought, "There really aren't two different people you can sleep with under the same quilt. They're all movie stars, big shots. He, a mere immortal, really can't afford to offend them..."

Nanfeng and Shen Junhuai finished their warm lunch. Little Stone drank a bowl of dog food without watching. Then he whined and took the initiative to go and act as a little labor supervisor for the male protagonist.

Pushing open the door of the treatment room, the decoration was still the same as before, but there was a peach blossom in a vase on the table, very bright and bright, as if it was freshly picked.

Shen Junhuai's eyes were filled with joy. "Peach Blossom, Nannan"

Nan Feng smiled and said, "Do you like it? I asked the servant to pick some from the peach tree in the yard this morning."

"There are peach blossoms in the yard?" Shen Junhuai looked at Nanfeng in confusion. Due to health reasons, he had not been around the Nan family much. He heard from Nanfeng that all the villas, grasslands, and landscape lakes in the vicinity had been bought by the Nan family.

The land in the center of South City is very expensive. It has to be said that it is extremely arrogant.

"Well, it was moved from the Shen residence. I asked Aunt Shen for it. I heard that Huaibao likes it very much, so I took the initiative to do it. Will Huaibao be angry?"

Shen Junhuai shook his head happily, "Nannan, the best."

"Just be happy. I'll take Huaibao to see it after the treatment is over. It's still blooming in the greenhouse." Normally, the peach blossoms should have withered by this time of year, but Nanfeng is not a normal person. Naturally, he has a way to make his lover smile.

Shen Junhuai nodded, wanting to finish the treatment as soon as possible so that he could go see the peach tree. He took the initiative to lie down and close his eyes obediently.

Nan Feng chuckled and shook his head helplessly, walked to the table, lit some new sandalwood and put it into the small incense burner, took the hourglass and placed it on the small table next to the sofa to start the next step.

"Ah Huai, do as I say. Take a deep breath, relax and fall into a deep sleep, then gradually slow down your breathing. You are in a dark room right now, and the things or people you see around you are the things or people you fear the most..."

Shen Junhuai followed Nanfeng's instructions and gradually fell into a deep sleep...

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The little boy curled up in the closet because his brother Jin told him that the bad guys were going to do something bad, but he didn't know what it was.

There was a lot of noise outside. The door was kicked open and a man's rough voice rang out, "Cao, didn't you say there were two children in the room? Where's the other one?"

"I'm asking you, are you mute?" The voice was fierce and full of malice.

"I don't know" the voice was clear and calm, unlike that of a teenager.

"He's in the same room with you. How could he escape without taking you with him? Do you think I'm easy to fool?"

No one answered him anymore

"Don't think that I can't do anything to you just because you don't speak. Tsk tsk, I heard that the young master of the Yue family in Nancheng is as beautiful as a fairy, and it's hard to tell whether he is male or female. It's really true." The man's voice was full of interest.

"I have a subordinate who likes young men with delicate skin like you the most. He is a little interesting. I wonder if your fair skin would look good with something else on it." The man said nastily.

But Yue Jinzhi still didn't speak, and sat in the corner with his eyes closed.

"You're still not telling the truth, are you? You're really stubborn. I'll teach you a lesson first, and then I'll find that brat. I wonder if he'll be as stubborn as you." The man snorted.

"Kong Qi, I'm leaving this person in your hands. Just don't kill him. After all, we're still waiting for the ransom."

A man with a shrill voice said, "Brother, leave it to me. I promise to teach him a lesson and make him obedient."

The door was closed and the room was silent.

Shen Junhuai was very scared, but he was more worried about Yue Jinzhi. He quietly opened the cabinet door a crack. It was very hidden here. The messy tables and chairs blocked the cabinet, but it did not prevent Shen Junhuai from looking out.

As a result, he saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

That man actually… (I can’t bear to write about it, and I’m also afraid of the little dark room, so just imagine it yourself, anyway, it’s really miserable)

I don't know how long it took, but Shen Junhuai's tears were almost dry and his legs were numb. He covered his mouth and dared not make a sound. The cabinet door was fastened with a wooden bar by Yue Jinzhi.

The man outside was finally tired and cursed, "What a stubborn person! He still didn't say a word after all this. It seems that he still needs to use his tough guy."

Then Shen Junhuai saw through the small gap that the man had a wooden stick with nails on it. But in a moment, all he could hear were shouts and the man's shrill laughter, along with the crying of a child outside the door. All he could see was bright red, which stung his eyes. When he met those eyes that were still gentle and soothing even though it hurt, his heart ached as if he couldn't breathe.

There was a loud bang

Then there was the sound of a man screaming in pain, and then the sound of footsteps.

The footsteps were slow and unhurried.

The cabinet door was opened, and Shen Junhuai's eyes widened in fear. Tears covered his vision, and he could not see the appearance of the person in front of him clearly...

...............

Oh, guess who this is~