I'm already a waste dragon

There was no emotion in his tone, he was just stating the facts.

"What was it last night? It's just that some incriminating evidence was transferred, and it's a waste of trash." Thigh laughed, but Cen Mian knew how terrifying the evil spirit would be in those beautiful eyes.

... Inspector He adjusted the suppressor monitoring privately yesterday?Cen Mian caressed the transparent suppressor in his hand, not surprised by this function, but why He Shaoqing would do this, and because of this, he fell into Jiang Lie's hands.Moreover, since when did the thigh and senior brother get so familiar, and what did they do last night...

...Suddenly there is an ominous premonition.

"Mr. Jiang guessed that you don't care. He asked you that he sent your video alone yesterday. If it reaches Director Meng..." the well-trained spiritual doctor said politely with his head down.

He Shaoyu smiled contemptuously, and his voice was full of hostility: "I want to see what he can do." Stretching out his long arms, Yehuo paved a narrow road leading directly to the lake, and the murderous voice spread outside the house In the ears of Jiang Lie and his quasi-spiritual master: "Go away."

Seeing her thigh raised her head as if to look over, Cen Mian hurriedly closed the window with a "slap", picked up the knife and continued to chop the fruit with trembling hands. The first few cuts made one big and one small.

...he is guilty of something.Ma Dan, obviously didn't hear anything.And if you close the window so loudly, it will be exposed!Woo, I was crying stupidly by myself.

"The King of Hades Wants You Three Catties of Shit"? This movie seems good." Lu Jun's muffled voice came with biscuits in his mouth, and pulled Cen Mian, who came over with a fruit plate, back to the relaxed atmosphere upstairs.

...Although I was still inexplicably worried because of the cloud-covered lake and the "quasi-spiritual master", I always felt that my memory was fragmented.

"Lord Yan has a good appetite." Xue Daxian picked up a piece of peach, followed Lu Jun to flip through the pile of dishes, and returned.

Cen Mian looked at the title of "The King of Hades Wants You to Die on the Third Watch", and crawled back to the kitchen with a black face to continue making dinner, pricking up his ears from time to time to listen to the movement in the lake area.

"Do you like this kind of man?" Xue Daxian asked Lu Jun, chewing on a peach, not knowing what he saw in the movie.

"I like the ones that shine." Lu Jun yearned for the voice.

"Are you talking about Tathagata? Oh, I remember that there is a Western flirtatious bastard who can also shine in this movie. It's called Micah?" Xue Daxian asked curiously.

"Little fox, your brain hole should be filled with cement. I'm talking about my male god!"

"Your male god? The one you flirt with all day long in the Monster Beast Calendar?"

"My male god is so cool, he is elusive, he runs away as soon as he releases a song, and even if he doesn't reply, he has more fans than me. And when he plays games with me, he is gentle and sharp."

...Why does this sound so much like President Lu?Cen Mian was stirring the tuna lettuce and kale salad, listening to Brother Juan's idiot's voice, that if he went to Z Market, it would be worth it, but it wasn't noodle at all, it was a gift from thousands of miles away.

"What American TV series are you so fascinated by?" With dishes spread on the dining table, Cen Mian looked sideways at the movie disc case on the sofa - "Brothers Broken Back Series - Lucifer and Michael's Sadistic Love" ...Suddenly I don't really want to know.

"We're not watching American dramas, we're enjoying the mysterious western world through a different-dimensional window." Lu Jun poked the fruit and ate it.

Xue Liang put down the remote control and walked over, glanced casually at the thunderstorm outside the french window, and said naturally: "Curly hair, if you don't eat, I'll eat all the meat for you."

Cen Mian walked into the kitchen to bring out the last dish, feeling uneasy as if his throat was blocked by something, the sky outside the window made him suffocate.

...What kind of ritual is going on in the Lake District, and where did the thigh go.

"Shut up, you don't eat fish at all." Lu Jun sat in the chairman's seat, stretched out his hand to hold the fish, and pushed Kung Pao Chicken back to Xue Liang.

"When I have a son, I will send him to the western world to bring disaster to the country and the people." Xue Liang, who was poisoned after watching a movie, unceremoniously dumped half a pot of chicken.

"Will anyone in our apartment really have a son?" Lu Jun poked at the vegetables intently, picked the most beautiful one and took it away.

……puff.Brother Juan is too poisonous.Cen Mian stirred the hot soup with chopsticks. Suddenly, the chopsticks fell from his hands. His heart seemed to be tightly held by one hand. The heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to be crushed. His whole body shook.

"Mianmian? What's wrong?" Xue Daxian looked at Cen Mian, then at the black clouds as thick as ink in the sky, a stern light flashed in the fox's eyes.

"No, it's okay, I'm going out to get some air." Cen Mian stood up in a daze, the spinning scene in front of her eyes gradually stabilized, put down her chopsticks, and went down the stairs, leaving behind Xue Liang and Lu Jun with different expressions.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the gust of wind and rain that was isolated outside the house came relentlessly, and Cen Mian, who was beating inexplicably, took an oiled paper umbrella, walked out of the house, and walked along the path in the backyard.

The torrential rain gradually diminished at a speed visible to the naked eye. It stopped in front of the arch, Cen Mian looked up, and saw the sky through the edge of the umbrella as the dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the warm spring sun reappeared in the sky.

"It seems that we finally have a new spirit master."

"That's right, that Cen Mian is unreliable at first glance. After all, Zichen is the top psychic doctor in our psychic hospital."

"That's right, besides, the partner is Young Master Jiang, so nothing will happen."

"How could I doubt Zichen before? Really, I'm so stupid."

"As long as you know."

……

The well-trained psychic team passed by the road in front of Cen Mian's lowered umbrella, but the Hao Hao Tang Tang was neat and uniform, but Cen Mian with sharp ears could hear their relaxed conversation after the fierce battle.

... the new spirit master?

"This is what our quasi-spiritual lord predicted, it's not wrong, he's out with several top psychic doctors. Well, if you're interested, his partner is also..."

The words of the spiritual doctor who came to the door just now echoed in Cen Mian's mind. He raised his umbrella, and Cen Mian's sideways gaze met the figure standing out from the crowd in the middle of the line. The other person was wearing a half-covered golden mask that exposed his chin. The noble and cold temperament is not misleading.

...it was Luo Zichen.

Cen Mian stared helplessly at the Soul Gathering Lamp in the other party's hand with wide eyes. The monster's hissing sound resounded through the sky through the Soul Gathering Lamp, but he couldn't break free from the Soul Gathering Lamp's master's hand.

"Are you still dreaming recently? What did you dream about?"

"Dream? Hey, did you dream of a sword labor ghost..."

"What's the exact time and place?"

"Didn't see... Well, it seems to be five o'clock on the wall clock..."

"wall clock?"

"...I have a headache, don't drink it, woo."

"Hey, think about it again, where is the wall clock?"

"...It seems to be in Zhang Tianshi's house."

"Good boy, go to sleep."

Fragments of memory were shown in his head frame by frame, and he remembered the dream he had before Mian Ji, and the monster in the dream was struggling in the spotlight at the moment.

That invisible hand tightly grasped Cen Mian's heart again, the living organ struggled and beat wildly, throbbed violently in pain, and slammed into the chest cavity hard.It was like a panda handed him the freshly cut bamboo and hugged it with trust, but was stabbed in the back with the bamboo he gave him.

He thought he had made a close friend, and although his style of painting was different, he had been talking like this for ten years, talking about everything, sharing all his secrets with him.

……So this is ah.

After the rain, the sun shines on Cen Mian's umbrella, but it can't reach Cen Mian under the umbrella.

"Tick tock", the remaining raindrops from the tip of the umbrella fell on the ground, separating Haohao Tangtang's leaving team from Cen Mian, who was holding an umbrella.

What Cen Mian didn't know was that on the roof behind him, He Shaoyu was holding an ancient knife and crossed his long legs, seeming to be asleep, but his half-opened eyes never left Cen Mian's back.

Silly dragon, you are so stupid, you have been cheated again, and you still have such a lonely face, hmph, you deserve it.However, the cold eyes staring at Luo Zichen betrayed First Young Master He.

Looking at Cen Mian's back which was safe and sound, He Shaoyu straightened up as if sensing something, with a fierce aura undisguised.

"Isn't he stupid enough? It's not fun to give alms out of his heart and lungs." Jiang Lie's sinister tone sounded a little perverted, and his beautiful face was even more morbid in a straight uniform with black background and silver border.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at He Shaoyu who was standing up with a knife. The casual clothes did not affect the domineering and fierce temperament of He Dashao, and his appearance was extremely beautiful, which was the opposite of his personality. Ah, it was really itchy.

"Continue." The black ancient knife was out of its sheath, and it was precisely pressed against Jiang Lie's carotid artery. He Shaoyu said lazily, but there was a sense of coldness in his eyes.

"Heh, you would have done it long ago." Jiang Lie's sticky eyes swept over He Shaoyu's body as if visible, and he actively moved his pale neck to the knife edge, and turned his eyes to stare at Cen Mian downstairs who was in a daze. The figure walking back smiled morbidly: "Did you watch the new video sent to you last night? Our family is top secret, and there are many more."

The video in Jiang Lie's mouth is a record of his various tortures using Cen Mian as an experimental subject.The reason why the experiment became a legal existence is because the conclusions drawn from that experiment about the role of dragon scales in suppressing souls and attracting souls are of great benefit to the research on the Miemen case and the prehistoric dragon clan.

However, once the results of this experiment are known to the management bureau and the police station, Cen Mian will not just lose his personal freedom further.

"You can barely watch the little guy screaming from being tortured, right? I... oh, come on, I wish for it." Jiang Lie felt the ancient knife that was suddenly forced into his neck, and the burning feeling ran along the open flesh The artery passing to him was almost there, but he looked at He Shaoyu without blinking, and actively moved closer to the owner of the ancient knife.Ah, it's been a long time since I've been this close to this face, heh, the murderous expression on his face looks so tempting to ravage.

Seeing that Cen Mian below finally entered the room and closed the door, He Shaoyu put the knife in his hand for a moment, took out the antiseptic paper and wiped the blood on it, and the karmic flames spread all over the sky behind him, and suddenly converged into arrows, like a string The sharp blade brought up a high-altitude gust of wind, and in a flash, it aimed at the wound and slapped Jiang Lie off the roof.

"I really think I can't do anything about Jiang's family?" The ancient knife was put into its sheath, and He Shaoyu's cold eyes never looked at the defeated opponent from the beginning to the end, but the most disgusting one was to be tortured to the end.

Jiang Lie, who was about to fall to the ground in mid-air, had a smile on his pale and handsome face, and stared at He Shaoyu's arrogant figure that disappeared into the karmic fire. He always forgot that the more beautiful something is, the more it will hurt people.

But what a pleasure.Jiang Lie's sharp tongue licked away the blood spattered to his mouth, and his body fell on the black panther that appeared out of nowhere, shaking his body, smiling at the corner of his mouth, and disappeared at the end of the path.

***

Cen Mian in the room didn't know what happened on the roof several floors above his head, he hugged his pillow and watched TV in the living room, still thinking about Luo Zichen he saw in the evening.

...How could this be the case.When I think about it, I still feel empty in my heart. It is obviously not a friend like my senior brother who gets along with each other every day in reality, but there is a sour feeling of being betrayed.

""The Sad Love of Lucifer and Michael"? You still like the mouth of the good brother who broke his back." The tall figure sat down next to Cen Mian on the sofa, with his long legs that could not fit down on the coffee table, and his long arms in front of him. The back of the sofa that Cen Mian was leaning on was opened, and his left hand came over to take away the plate on Cen Mian's right. He Shaoyu raised his eyebrows, looked at Cen Mian and said.

"...No, no, Brother Juan watched it this afternoon." Cen Mian quickly waved his hands to explain, a familiar aura enveloped him, the sourness in his heart seemed to have eased a little, and a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time appeared on his face.

"Tsk, laughing like this, who taught you." He Shaoyu looked down at him with beautiful eyes, and wanted to pinch that delicate face with long fingers, but when he saw the hideous wound, he braked halfway and retracted it, tsk, unhappy .

"This, this, I got it from Brother Juan with great difficulty." Cen Mian took out his mobile phone, and flicked out the emoticon package of the fish pond master that he treasured.

"No wonder you smile as stupidly as a doge." He Shaoyu looked down at Cen Mian who was smiling stupidly, and reached out to take an orange from the fruit plate on Cen Mian's lap.

...Wow, there is a limit to swearing.Cen Mian puffed up her cheeks, looking at the head that was coming to grab things unscrupulously, she didn't have the courage to resist, and let He Shaoyu pick one from the other in his fruit plate, and reluctantly picked up the remote control to change the movie.

Holding an orange in his left hand, and resting his right hand on the backrest behind Cen Mian, He Shaoyu, who seemed to be watching a movie, could easily see Cen Mian peeking at his clean eyes from time to time, tsk, little fool, you can have some snacks.

Master Hu Xian, who was covered with a mask and lying on the reclining chair, Ge You, was forced to watch the whole process of He Dashao playing hooligans. At this moment, he just wanted to scream up to the sky, ah, there are only two single dogs in front of him in the entire apartment, why does he smell love? sour smell.

①Knife labor ghost:

A monster that appears in a storm and shoots people with venom.

("Sou Shen Ji": There is a kind of monster on many mountains in Linchuan County. They often appear along with the storm. They make a long and long sound like howling. They can shoot people. The place where they are shot will swell up after a while. The toxicity is very high. There are both male and female monsters. The male’s poison comes on quickly, while the female’s poison comes on slowly. The poisonous ones die within half a day, and the slow ones can survive for a day. People nearby often have ways to rescue the victims. The monster shoots the wounded person, but as long as the rescue is a little late, the injured person will die. Folks call this kind of monster "Dao Laogui".)

Chapter Twenty

"Luo Zichen: Don't block my phone in a hurry. I never said that the Dragon King was the accomplice who killed the Phoenix Lord. I know a thing or two about what happened back then, but the Dragon King did die because he saved the Phoenix Lord. "

Cen Mian, who was rolling on the bed, bounced up and sat on the bed to study the message.After that day, instead of looking for Luo Zichen, the other party found his mobile phone and chatted with him. His sincere attitude was not at all like the person who plagiarized other people's dreams.What's more, the person in front of him is the first person who believes that the Dragon King is innocent like him.

"Cen Mian: How do you know? Why does everyone think that the Dragon King killed the Phoenix Lord?

Luo Zichen: Because I have an old friend of the dragon family who disappeared.The Dragon King is also the Spirit Lord, he saved the Phoenix Lord with his body, and the Phoenix Lord came to the end of his life by finally defeating the evil god.What's more, Phoenix Lord can be reborn from Nirvana.But the dragon clan is different. Since then, the dragons really have no leader, and they gradually fade away, and they are even coveted by unknown villains, causing them to be killed. "

... an old friend of the Dragon Clan.Cen Mian looked at those four words and always thought of He Shaoyu.Could it be that the old man of the Dragon Clan is still the same.There was no time for him to think, Luo Zichen seemed to be anxious because he didn't reply, and the news was overwhelming.

"Luo Zichen: None of this is important. The important thing is that no matter how powerful the Dragon King is, he cannot escape the doom of the spirit master. The spirit master uses knowledge as a matchmaker and body as a bridge. The risk is an existence that violates the world. Why do you have to come to die?

Cen Mian: Even though you haven't seen it, how do you know it's true?If you encounter it, don't you let others die because you don't save them? "

...According to Luo Zichen, since he cannot escape the doom of the spirit master, why is he so eager to become the spirit master?Besides, according to him, if he is really the spirit master, how can this method be able to stop him?

"Luo Zichen: Whether you save them or not, they are all going to die. Besides, are these people worth your life? What's the use of being nice to you now, and one day they will repay you with revenge.

Cen Mian: Are you talking about you?

Luo Zichen: One day, you will know that I am doing it for your own good.Can He Shaoyu really keep you safe as your guardian?The person surnamed He was originally a malevolent star. "

...Luo Zichen wanted to do it for his own good?Why?Besides, it is true that the investigation into the case of extermination of the dragon clan was for the "old man of the dragon clan", but a person who can do this, how could he bother to do such a thing of exterminating other clans.

Cen Mian looked at the clock beside the bed, it was almost six o'clock, he should go out, so he replied with a click.

"Cen Mian: If you doubt him, I can also say that the Jiang family is the most suspicious, so why do you follow Jiang Lie?

Luo Zichen: Please trust me, okay?

Luo Zichen: Oh, ma'am, I only have you in my heart.

Luo Zichen: It's fine if you doubt me, at least don't go to the Ling Hospital today, stay at home and don't go anywhere. "

...No, it's nothing.He wouldn't be indifferent to what Luo Zichen said, but with the incident at Falling Water Villa, he no longer knew which side the other party was on.Besides, now it's like climbing up the ladder of heaven, suffering all kinds of hardships, and finally climbed to the end of the sky, just one step away from picking the star that Xiao had wanted for a long time.Today's experimental exam was won by him so hard, how could he give up so easily.

Cen Mian shivered, put the phone back into his bag, and turned the volume on mute, but he didn't see the string of requests from Luo Zichen in the phone, and he didn't see the frantic calls from He Shaoyu.

Shaking his head, throwing all distracting thoughts out of his mind, Cen Mian folded the quilt, went into the bathroom to wash carefully, changed his clothes, came out to carry his schoolbag, looked in the mirror in front of the door, and made sure that everything was ready for him, Then he took a deep breath and went out the door.

It was the Grain Rain season, and there was a gentle rain in the sky. Because it was not heavy, Cen Mian didn't even have an umbrella. Just as he walked to the gate of the community, a black car with the logo of the Ling Hospital stopped. The driver was wearing a gold-rimmed uniform with a white background. He lowered the window and motioned for him to come in.

... Sister Qingyue didn't say that someone was coming to pick him up.The driver's expression was as indifferent as other spiritual doctors, but Cen Mian was inexplicably vigilant.

"Excuse me, are you really picking up the wrong person? I'm just going to take the experimental exam." Cen Mian timidly asked.

"That's right, Vice President He Qingyue presided over the exam for you, that's right." The driver had no expression on his face, and without even looking at it, he concluded that he had picked up the right person.

... It's amazing to see people's kung fu.I don't know what the main body is, and whether there are eyes behind it.

Cen Mian looked at the other party's spiritual doctor's uniform, didn't suspect anything, smirked and yelled at the indifferent driver, got into the back seat, and finally buckled the seat belt carefully.

...is still a bit weird.Woo!He must be thinking too much, who would deliberately target such a small character like him!Cen Mian patted his face and took several deep breaths.

The driver's indifferent eyes flickered when Cen Mian buckled his seat belt, but he didn't say anything. If he twisted it, he started the car and went straight up the highway along the highway.

The route was no different from the usual car ride, and Cen Mian's last trace of vigilance was relaxed. The tail of the cold made him drowsy in the comfortable back seat, until a violent impact scared his drowsiness away——

His fragile back hurt from the inside out as if he had been kicked hard by someone. The seat belt tightly strangled Cen Mian's chest and abdomen. back seat.Both shoulders hurt like they were broken, and then I lost consciousness.There was a sharp pain deep in his skull, and something warm came out of his hair and crawled all over his face along his right eye.

...Mom, there is a lot of blood, it hurts, and I feel dizzy.Cen Mian saw the sticky blood on his milky white sweater with his left eye that was not covered with blood, and leaned his head on the back seat in a daze. The driver opened the door and got into the car that hit him unscathed. On the black supercar, a familiar and handsome face was leaning against the window and smiling at him.

... Jiang Lie.

Cen Mian endured the spinning head, lowered his eyes and looked at the open car door, the black supercar picked up the driver, turned the wheel decisively to the left, kicked the accelerator frantically, and took the left turn beside Cen Mian's car up.

It's like suffering all kinds of hard work, and finally climbed to the end of the sky along the ladder, and was just one step away from picking the star that Xiao had wanted for a long time, but now he was kicked down, looking at Jiang Lie holding That star, cruelly crushed.

Did you just give up?Ten years ago, he designed it for Jiang's family, and the long ladder was broken in the middle; could it be that today he worked so hard to put it back one by one, finally reached the last step, and still has to look at the stone? Are the stars broken?

Cen Mian, who had been holding the paper written to him in his lap, half of his face covered in blood, trembled with his stiff hands, trying to unbutton his seat belt.

...Who will tell him why he can't move his hands and has no consciousness at all.Cen Mian only felt that his head hurt even more.I tried to move my lower body, but fortunately, my lower body still felt pain.

It was the morning rush hour for commuting, and the vehicles coming and going kept honking at the car in the middle of the road, shrill and ear-piercing.They dropped the car windows, stuck their heads out, yelled and cursed, and it was filthy.All the strange faces gritted their teeth, exasperated.

...It hurts so much, the blood flowed so fast, it made his dizzy head throbbing with pain.Should he be glad that the car door is locked and those people can't get in.The safety belt restrained him, he couldn't move, he closed his eyes helplessly, feeling wronged and helpless, squeezed in his throat and heart, Cen Mian was like a rock submerged in a sea of ​​ice.

"Are you okay, young man." An old voice sounded, and outside the window, I saw an old man with white hair and a childlike face, wearing glasses and a suit. As soon as he brushed his hand, the rear door automatically popped open.

...looks a little familiar.Who do you look like, well, although I haven't imagined it, it's a bit like a combined version of Brother Juan and President Lu.Cen Mian watched the old man come over to stop the bleeding with a handkerchief, opened his mouth, didn't speak, and felt nauseous.His eyes were hot, and the gentle movements made him want to cry.

"That guy's descendants are indeed very tenacious, and he didn't hang up." The movement of bandaging his head was very soft, reminiscent of the mountains and forests after the rain in the morning, but the old man's words made Cen Mian even more dizzy.

The ear-piercing roar of the engine came from far and near, and rushed over quickly. Finally, it made a circle on the road with a "squeak" and wiped out a circle of wheel marks before stopping the car.

"Sir, sir, you are suspected of violating multiple traffic regulations, please cooperate with us..." The traffic police car that was struggling to catch up behind couldn't stop in time, and kept chasing the rider in black.

"Get out!" The magnetic voice carried a cold and arrogant killing intent, and the black rider took off his helmet, looking like He Shaoyu with a fierce look on his face.

Cen Mian, who was breathing weakly, turned his head sideways, eyes half-opened, watching the impeccable face in the backlight walking towards him with an extremely gloomy expression. It was this person who illuminated his ordinary life and brightened it up. From a glass of clear water to a mellow fine wine.

...But before it becomes fine wine, it will be oxidized.As Cen Mian thought about it, his consciousness gradually became blurred. The sky and the earth were like an upside-down top, spinning continuously, so that he had no time to listen to the conversation between the old man and his thigh, and couldn't see his thigh carrying him away covered in blood, so he fell asleep uncomfortably.

***

"Ah! I'm going crazy, do I want to make hot pot today! I can't think of what ingredients to bring!" Xue Daxian clamored on the sofa with his tail in his arms.

"I'm leaving tonight. No one will grab the chicken from you. You can rest assured." Lu Jun, who was pulling the suitcase and preparing to go to Z Market, pulled the door and said to Xue Daxian.

"I don't want to eat it at all, okay! It's been half a month! I've eaten hot pot for almost half a month!" Xue Daxian has let himself go and buried his expensive face in the pillow, and refused his beloved chicken, It can be seen how much I miss Cen Mian's dishes.

It was Lu Jun's door that slammed shut in response to him.

The subject of the topic is still dozing on the bed with his white and soft belly open, occasionally exhaling a snot bubble from his nose.

When he came back that day, after Xue Liang examined him and bandaged him, Cen Mian fell into a coma for three full days before waking up.Both hands are in plaster, and the head is like a freshly picked orange, wrapped like a mummy, and daily life is difficult, let alone cooking.

As for the experimental exam, with a forensic doctor and a police inspector at home, plus He Shaoyu, it would not be difficult for He Qingyue to reschedule.What's more, Young Master Jiang may not have a good time this month.

It’s been almost half a month, and the gauze on my head has been removed, and I still need to do regular rehabilitation on my hands. If I can’t use my strength, my cooking plan will be ruined.Lu Jun and Xue Liang, who were spoiled by Cen Mian's cooking, have taken turns shopping for groceries for the past two months, and have had hot pot together. Every day, the family is full of mourning and desolation. Those who don't know it think that Cen Mian died. .

"Madam Long: Is your hand still hurting today? If it hurts, let your senior brother bring you for a follow-up visit.

Long Aotian: It hurts, don’t go, typing is troublesome, go back. "

...It's not that he wants to be so indifferent, but he can only type with his tail, and there is a tuft of hair on the tip of the tail, which is really troublesome!Woohoo!

"Madame Long: Back to what? [cute]

Long Aotian: ... chat"

With a smack of his chin, the screen suddenly went black.A month of bed rest has allowed Cen Mian to turn off the screen precisely with any part of his body, and it also allowed him to chat with Luo Zichen again.

...The main reason is that the latter can't help the latter text message every 3 minutes and make a phone call every 5 minutes. It's better to use Weibo, which can also be blocked.

"It's boiling, I bought Ranyi fish." The door was opened, and the suit on the thighs was still carrying the rain outside, and he came over with a vicious voice, and said very naturally that he didn't know how many times he "bought" fish this month. Lie, lean down and help Cen Mian get up.

"I, I can do it myself." The submissive breath envelops him with warmth, and the seductive collarbone is exposed from the two-buttoned shirt, making Cen Mian wonder whether he is dizzy because of the person in front of him , It's still not good if there is a hole in the head.

...too close, asshole!That's why he's going to faint!Woo!

"You can be a fart, if I didn't go in last night, are you planning to lie in the toilet all night?" Thinking of the stupid Cen Mian last night, Young Master He's face darkened even more.

...Horse eggs!Can you respect the patients?Don't just pick him up!Woo, dizzy!

"Mianmian, are you okay? If your hand still hurts, you need to go for an examination." Xue Liang picked up a piece of horrible chicken, and seemed to endure it for a long time before forcing it into his mouth.Such a scenario was unimaginable before.

"...It doesn't hurt." Thinking of Luo Zichen's several times of questioning, he bet that Luo Zichen would check it himself when Wumao went to the Spiritual Hospital, so forget it, Cen Mian lowered his head and thought silently.

He Shaoyu next to him looked disgusted and threw a rani fish from his bowl to Cen Mian. Seeing the stupid dragon's expression, he raised his eyebrows. Thinking of Luo Zichen's text message on Cen Mian's phone, he just wanted to yell at someone. The phone vibrated again, and finally got up with a bad face and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

"That's good, brother, don't worry about traveling with the trash peacock." Xue Liang looked at Young Master He's back, narrowed his fox eyes, and said after a while.

Worried that the bones of the fish were not removed and Cen Mian would not be able to eat them, Xue Liang leaned over to check the fish left by He Shaoyu that He Shaoyu had given him, only to find that the fish had been perfectly boned long ago. My forensic doctor is perfect.

"Senior brother, are you leaving?" Cen Mian looked up in astonishment, seeing Xue Liang nodded naturally.

"I told Young Master He to find someone to take care of you, don't be afraid." Xue Liang pouted at He Shaoyu who was calling out of the window, seeing that Cen Mian still had a distraught look on his face, he just helped him raise the plate so that he could directly to eat.

It took more than half an hour to finish the meal with only his mouth and no hands. Cen Mian finally couldn't help but took a tissue, endured the pain like splitting his palm, and wiped his mouth stiffly.

The senior brother was packing his luggage in the room. President Lu's house was as quiet as ever, but Brother Juan's room had no music abnormally. The whole room seemed to be empty.

Facing the refrigerator, Cen Mian turned his tail back in frustration, and pried open the door of the refrigerator. He had already eaten all the food he had sorted out a month ago, and only the last box of yogurt was left.

Hearing the sound of the balcony door closing behind him, Cen Mian turned around with a box of yogurt curled around her tail. Looking at her thighs that were clearly ready to go out without taking off her suit, she subconsciously passed the yogurt over and said foolishly: " It's the last box, let's eat it."

He Shaoyu took it casually, and the lid was lifted. Hearing that sentence, he stuffed the opened yogurt into the soft tail, tugged at the tuft of blue hair, and said impatiently: "I don't want to drink the overnight yogurt." Yogurt, take it away."

"...Ah?" Cen Mian tilted his head and looked at him with big eyes, didn't he compete with him for a drink before.Seeing that the thigh took the coat without losing the cover, and went out like that, I suddenly felt a little sentimental, and even the thigh was gone.

Cen Mian simply sat down against the refrigerator and licked the yogurt bit by bit. Anyway, the trash can is next door, so he didn't have to be so tired holding it by the tail.

Just as he was twisting the doorknob, He Shaoyu's cell phone vibrated again, and he picked it up with a grim expression. Before he could speak, He Shaoqing was talking half-drunkly——

"Shaoyu, the quality of the reception tonight is very high, um, but you will probably be so fascinated by you that you will automatically open your thighs when you come here." Because of the suppressor, he was besieged by Jiang's family at the police station and had to deal with Meng. Inspector Tu He had to spend time at receptions and dinners recently.

"Drink less fucking." I could imagine the crazy bees and butterflies around the other party at the moment, tsk, this is the burden of the Yu clan's direct lineage.In order to have a business with Xue Liang, he had to do such an errand.

"Today, there is Lovegood in 95. Hurry up, it is specially reserved for you. Well, there is also beauty from Spain..."

He Shaoyu looked at the yogurt cover in his hand, with a layer of semi-soft yogurt on it, Cen Mian's trance-like appearance was lingering in front of his eyes, and suddenly interrupted him before He Shaoqing continued——

"I'm not going."

Dry!Why do you think yogurt tastes better!

After licking off that layer of yogurt, the protruding Adam's apple rolled, somehow reminding Cen Mian of licking yogurt, He Shaoyu's beautiful eyes narrowed, sexy and dangerous.

Young Master He threw his suit jacket on the sofa casually, folded his long legs back in a few steps, opened the kitchen door, and paused for a moment——

Cen Mian, who was licking yogurt just now, leaned against the refrigerator door with his eyes closed, his mouth was still stained with yogurt, he didn't know what dream he was having, and his brows were frowning like a fool.The unfinished yogurt was held in his hand, his tail was hanging limply, it was obvious that Thomas had passed out again!

Oh shit!If he didn't turn back, would this stupid dragon have to spend the night on the ground again!

With long fingers, he wiped away the yogurt stains on the corner of Cen Mian's mouth. The touch under his fingers was warm and soft. The corner of He Shaoyu's mouth suddenly evoked an evil smile, and he stretched out his tongue to lick the yogurt on his fingertips.

"...Woo." Cen Mian didn't know what he dreamed of, sobbed sadly, his small face wrinkled in pain, he didn't know whether it was the pain in his head or the content of the dream that made him feel uncomfortable.

The long arm that was stretched out to lift Cen Mian as always, paused for a while, and changed the way halfway, He Shaoyu took Cen Mian's soft hand and put it on the back of his neck, and the other hand passed through Cen Mian's knees, and hugged Cen Mian horizontally, without a trace. Bump carried him back to the room.

The stupid dragon who was buried in the big bed in a daze and covered with the quilt didn't know what he missed. He turned over and turned his back on his white belly, making a gurgling sound.

Tsk!Stupid!Why does this young master want to be a nanny here instead of going out at night!

Young Master He covered the quilt back, and rolled Cen Mian into a cicada chrysalis in a seemingly rough manner but without hurting him at all, he thought so.

#Random Falling Small Theater—"On the Influence of the Internet on Monster Beasts"#

((′?ω?.) Xiao Yuzi who saw this paragraph will dream of the person he wants to meet tonight~)

Because Curly Lu was addicted to the Internet, President Lu cut off all connected devices in a fit of anger.

Curly Lu: Who unplugged the wifi!Your mountain god father is live broadcasting ah ah ah ah!

Xue Daxian: Who the fuck!I'm half done with phonesex!

Young Master He: Damn it!I haven't archived yet!Come out for me, keep it and don't kill you!

Cen Mian: ...my little yellow rabbit.

President Lu: Oh, sorry, I accidentally kicked it.

Lu Juan, who was desperately trying to dial up to surf the Internet, turned his head: Who would believe it? !

Ⅳ wind raccoon

21 uninvited

On May [-]th, Lixia, the temperature began to rise, and the disabled Long Cenmian stayed at home. He could not move his hands casually, and he walked a lot.