Patrol with a gun

What would it be like to reunite with an old friend after a long absence?Xia Ange imagined a lot, including the current situation.

The table was full of people, except for a few scattered routine greetings, there was silence.Embarrassment raised its head and spread in the silence.The childhood partners winked and winked at each other.Looking at the dishes on the table, Xia Ange felt no appetite.

Qiao Mu turned the table and brought food for Xia Ange: "Leave them alone, we'll eat."

"Oh, my lord, how could you do this!"

"Yes." Wen Jingxuan said quietly, "As soon as we have the second king, we will be abandoned." As soon as these words came out, it was as if some kind of switch was turned on, and the private room suddenly became lively with each other.

"I only hear the newcomers laughing, but I don't see the old ones crying~~"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo~"

"Bang chi, ku chi, ku chi..."

"The old driver took me~~"

"Pfft..." Xia Ange picked up a napkin to wipe off the water stains, and said with a smile, "No matter how cute you are, you have no place."

Everyone glanced at him and the fish pieces in the Qiaomu bowl, then looked at the lonely head and tail in the basin, and fell silent strangely.

"I misunderstood you. I thought that even if you were not a flower of old age, you were also a handsome and noble son of a wealthy family. In the end, you robbed us of fish!" Zhang Ziruo clutched his chest, as if he couldn't accept this reality.

"Huh? Can't I contract a whole fish?"

Zhang Ziruo raised his head to meet his raised eyebrows and eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and then glanced at his delicate collarbone exposed by unbuttoning two shirts, his whole body shook.

"No! Not only the fish is yours, but the fish pond is also yours!" Serving Xia Ange tea in a doggy manner, "Second King, you are so arrogant, cool and handsome now, please hug your thigh~~"

The familiar tone seemed to return to that lively and noisy orphanage.Xia Ange made a pensive expression: "My lord, think about it."

"Aww~ and we are begging for cover~(☆_☆)"

The atmosphere on the table suddenly became active.After drinking for three rounds, everyone began to talk about the past with the second king who had been absent for many years.

"Second King, do you still remember the paper boat floating in the small pool?"

"Do you still remember the big sword that slays demons?"

"Do you remember that peach grove?"

"Do you remember the longevity tablet?"

……

Um?Seems like something weird got mixed in.

"A tablet?"

"Cough cough" Wen Jingxuan cleared his throat and explained: "It is said that back then, the second king disappeared, and the king insisted on intentionally hurting others and even instigated us to beat them. People in the courtyard were in panic. And at this moment, your family (oh, The person from your family who came to help) stepped on colorful auspicious clouds and descended from the sky."

Xia Ange twitched the corners of her mouth, and waited for "Shuo Shuwen" to take a sip of tea and continue: "He not only helped us solve the problem, but also helped us with the follow-up work. We are all very grateful to him, you, and your family. So we decided to do something What the hell. We asked Zhou Xiang to bring you a gift, but we felt that this was not enough to express our surging gratitude. Therefore—"

"We set up a longevity tablet for you!"

Looking at the pride on the face of the past and future younger brother, Xia Ange felt that he was not well.

"Three sticks of incense a day!"

"Three cigarettes." Shao Zebin corrected in a low voice.

"That's right, three cigarettes. It's the one that the king gives you the most. Sometimes three in the morning and three in the evening."

Xia Ange: My lungs don't seem to be doing well.

"There are also tributes."

"That's right. Although the early stage is a bit rudimentary, the sea, land and air are all in place in the later stage."

Xia Ange: My stomach seems to be a bit uncomfortable.

A hand crept up to his thigh and patted it soothingly.Xia Ange looked sideways, and found that Qiao Mu was still sitting there solemnly, as deep as an outsider.He curled up his lips and stepped on the other's leather shoes.

Qiao Mu's face twitched slightly, and soon regained his composure.He grabbed the opponent's hand under the table and rubbed it.

Xia Ange paused for a moment, then said with a smile, "You guys are really... What are you pretending to be in your head!"

Wen Jingxuan drank a glass of wine and stroked his non-existent long beard: "I don't know what is in everyone's head. But I know that what is in the king's head is you.

The sudden banter was met with boos and good-natured laughter, mixed with whistles.Xia Ange and Qiao Mu blushed at the same time.

"Ouch! I'm blushing! I'm blushing!"

"Haha, have a cup of wine."

"Drink! Drink!"

"Kiss one. Kiss one."

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Qiao Mu and Xia Ange sat in the back row, with a distance of three palms between them.From time to time, Qiao Mu went to look at Xia Ange who turned his head to look out the window. Occasionally, the two of them met eyes, and then immediately separated, each looking out the window.

The driver saw this scene through the rearview mirror, and cried in his heart, oh my god, why did the two old men produce so many pink bubbles!No matter how handsome he looks, he is blind!

The night wind blew into the car, and finally the temperature of the hot cheeks gradually dropped, Xia Ange closed his eyes and fell asleep.Qiao Mu leaned forward, protected his head, and let him lean on his shoulder.

The driver who sneaked a peek met Qiao Mu's condensed gaze in the rearview mirror, and immediately withdrew his gaze, clutching the steering wheel expressionlessly.go ahead!go ahead!

As soon as Qiao Mu and Xia Ange stood still, the driver stepped on the accelerator and ran away like a gust of wind.

Xia Ange chuckled lightly: "At that time, you also gave me a gift, right?"

"Ah."

"What did you send?"

Under the dim street lights, Xia Ange's face was as smooth as jade, with a touch of red at the corners of her eyes, and those peach blossom eyes were bright and moving.Qiao Mu couldn't help kissing the corner of his eyes: "You will know later."

Xia Ange hugged the thin quilt and rolled around on the bed, rolling around.The little plane was jumping up and down excitedly, wanting to play with its owner.

Xia Ange patted the dog's head of the little plane, thinking of the figure who resolutely left, grabbed the phone, and started messing around.

In the middle of the night, internet celebrity Xia Shao updated her Weibo: [Picture].There are only two side-by-side logs in the picture, and one of them has leaves suspected to be willow leaves.

Before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he received Qiao Mu's praise.Dare to like it, Hun Dan!

Qiao Mu wiped her hair and looked at the two consecutive private messages on the phone: Mu Mu! ! ! [Photo bye] [Photo bye]

Laughter overflowed from his chest, Qiao Mu looked softly, and replied: Ozawa, go to bed early.See you in a dream. [Picture Kiss] [Picture Kiss]

Ozawa: Hehe.not see!

Xia Ange stared at the phone, but there was no reply for a long time.Really asleep?A dead wood!Just after I finished my defamation, I received a call——Dead wood.

A slightly hoarse magnetic voice lingered in his ears: "Ozawa."

"Mmm." Xia Ange smoothed the little plane's hair one after another, waiting for his next words.

In the earpiece, there are only the sound of each other's breathing and the sound made by the small plane's small movements.

Xia Ange seemed to hear Qiao Mu laughing. "Don't play too late, I will worry."

"OK, good night."

"Good night."

Before hanging up the phone, I suddenly received Qiao Mu's advice: "Let the little plane go to sleep in its own den. Don't let it go to bed."

"……Oh."

Erha who was stuffed back into the den: Excuseme!

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this time the sea, land and air are all here.The second king should be very happy, right?

Arranging...

"Auntie is here!"

The biscuit stuffed his mouth.Eat the apple!

The little dried fish stuffed in his mouth.

Sparrow, let go!

Cigarettes are smoked from the soil, stepped on.

Aunt turned around and left.

Tribute... Sure enough, we still have to work hard to make money in order to be able to support the Second Great King.