After the school girl fell off the horse at the same table, it turned out to be...

Lin Deng was taken aback for a moment.

Uncle Nian?The name...has personality.Who else bumped into a word with that.

Lin Dengyi: "What else?"

KING smiled: "No more."

Gone?So little information?

This is not TT's style. The TT team has the most eyes in the league. In other words, they are not an honest team. Now they only know one name, which means nothing has been found out.

KING: "BYL has done a good job of keeping secrets this time, and the other party's information is completely kept secret. Although curious, it doesn't matter, and the truth will come to light one day."

Uncle Nian...

Lin Dengyi said the name silently in his heart.

He couldn't figure it out, the relative version of the screen name is popular these days?It's all about my father, brother, and uncle.

Wang Xiaozha is such a small cannon barrel, and Lin Dengyi, who is so well-behaved in front of KING, almost doesn't know him anymore.Wearing the most sloppy clothes and the thickest gold chain to be the most obedient cub, sitting on a board with a straight back and straight waist.

As soon as KING and Lin Deng were talking, he occasionally peeked up from under the brim of his hat.

It's strange that KING didn't notice it several times.

"This friend..." KING propped his chin with one hand, and smiled slightly at Wang Xiaozha, "You...you look familiar. Have we met?"

With a bang, the mineral water bottle in Wang Xiaozha's hand fell to the ground.

"Ah? No, I haven't seen it before." He pretended to lower his head to pick up the bottle, his head got under the table, his ears were completely red, and his hands hurt from clenched fists.

Future... Lin Deng decided to expose him in disgust.

"I've seen it before, Mr. Murong last time, Kamen Rider last time, nightclub queen last time, all..."

"Lin Dengyi!!!" Wang Xiaozha screamed, and before he had time to cover his mouth, the gold chain around his neck clanged: "Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it! Ahhhhh!"

The hideous Lin Dengyi who was squeezed by Wang Xiaozha finished the last three words with the most calm expression: "It's all him."

Wang Xiaozha: QAQ, Ma Ma, I want to go home.

Wang Xiaozha, who gave up struggling, sat listlessly on the stool, the only things that were hot were probably his beating heart and his red ears.

Lin Dengyi: "Let me introduce, your big fan Wang Xiaozha, all the autographed photos I asked for from you are for him."

KING heard it, smiled softly, and stretched out his hand to Wang Xiaozha.

His white and slender fingers carried his words like a spring breeze: "Very cute name, I'm Gong Ran."

Wang Xiaozha, who was dazzled by the world with his hands shaking in front of him, seemed to be suffering from Parkinson's, his hands were shaking unbelievably, and he couldn't touch Gong Ran for a long time.

Gong Ran smiled, grabbed his fingertips, and shook his hand: "Thank you for liking me, I am very happy."

Wang Xiaozha's Parkinson's is getting worse...

The conversation tonight was no different from usual. One of the three men was talking about what happened in the alliance recently, one was staring at the other in a daze, and the other was distracted from time to time, wondering how powerful Mr. Nian was.

Seven seven eight eight, Lin Dengyi unknowingly drank a lot of wine.

After returning home and walking downstairs in the unit, Lin Deng raised his head and looked at the eleventh floor of the next unit.

The light is on, which means that the devil incarnation is still there.

Looking at the time, 11:30, shouldn't this be a good time for him to go out and make trouble, and he is willing to stay at home?

Now that the alcohol is getting stronger, Lin Deng is a little dizzy as soon as he has a poor capacity for alcohol, and he is a little shaky when he walks.

Habitually, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. He squatted beside the flower bed, his black hair was strewn across his forehead, and he supported his forehead with one hand.

His too cold eyes were diluted by the color of the wine, and then melted into a thin layer of mist.A lady's cigarette was held between his slightly slender fingertips, and he was fascinated by the flickering fireworks.

Thinking about things in a mess in my mind, I thought that Yu Zenian's face appeared inexplicably later.No matter what, there is no way to associate this gag and playful person with the devil king described by Wang Xiaozha.

Or is he only seeing the surface?

Everyone in the world has misunderstandings. Perhaps "disobedient" and "making trouble" are labels that have been indiscriminately magnified by people.

As soon as Lin Deng squatted on the flower bed, he stretched out his hand holding the cigarette, and put his other arm on his knees to rest his head. He lowered his head and closed his eyes quietly until——the cigarette held between his fingertips was suddenly smoked Walk.

He frowned and looked up.

After drinking, the boy's eyes, like cedar in the morning, were suddenly covered with a layer of mist, which melted a bit of snow, adding a touch of moisture from the warm sun.

The glance when he raised his head caught Yu Zenian's sight unexpectedly, as if it was covered with a moist white mist.

Yu Zenian bit Lin Dengyi's cigarette and was taken aback for a moment.

The moist mist came and went quickly, Lin Dengyi still maintained a squatting posture, looking up at him indifferently, staring at the cigarette in his mouth.

The unhappy expression reads: Mine, give it back to me.

"Cough, I just took a puff." Yu Zenian was stared at by him, and returned the cigarette to him, "I said the front desk, there is no need for this big night. We have only been separated for a few hours, you Are you so reluctant to run downstairs and squat me?"

Yu Zenian, who was about to forage for food, saw Lin Dengyi as soon as he went downstairs, squatting there in a ball.

Lin Deng rubbed the bridge of his nose, drunkenness made him groggy, who was talking and who said what, he had tinnitus.I just felt a big fly buzzing in my ear.

Seeing that Lin Deng didn't respond, Yu Zenian pulled his trouser legs and kicked his nose, and squatted to the side with him, propping his head and looking sideways at him a few times: "Hey, this smell of wine. It's okay. No need bro, if you miss me, yell from your balcony and I'll come out, why bother to drink away your worries, I know that everyone loves flowers when they bloom, you don't have to go downstairs to wait for me."

Lin Deng felt that there were more flies.

He instinctively waved his hands to drive away the flies, but they didn't. Yu Zenian was almost slapped across the face by this slap.He grabbed Lin Dengyi's hand and hid back: "Isn't it right at the front table, why are you still using it?"

However, what was different from expectations was that Lin Dengyi's hands were surprisingly soft.

Sliding through his fingertips, his heart trembled.

After drinking, Lin Deng stared blankly at his captured hand, then looked up along the hand, and saw a face beside him that was very close to him.

The deep outline is extremely delicate at night, especially after being plated by the night.

Only at such a close distance did Yu Zenian realize that there was a faint tear mole under Lin Deng's eyes, which was quickly covered by the light and shadow cast when he lowered his eyes.

At this moment, this classmate Lin, who usually "keeps away from strangers", doesn't have that cool-looking aura, he just huddled up and squatted there, letting Yu Zenian pinch his hands back and forth.

Be as good as you want.

"A pair of good hands for playing games." Yu Zenian sighed, and stretched out his own hands for comparison.His hands are bigger than Lin Deng's, but the same five fingers are slender: "Unfortunately not as good as mine, I am really a perfect creation made by God."

He jumped off the flower bed, took Lin Dengyi's arm with one hand, and said with all his might, "Go, the front desk, your creditor will show you mercy once and for all and send you home."

This proud son of heaven has never carried anyone else, and the young master will never have to do it himself—tonight is the first time.

Putting Lin Dengyi's hand on his shoulder, and holding his waist with his right hand, Lin Deng felt itchy the moment he touched it, and bent down unconsciously, the clothes around his waist arched upwards, Yu Zenian's Palms touched his skin.

Surprised by the unfamiliar and slender touch, Yu Zenian lowered his head and glanced.

In a daze, the person in his arms kept hiding to the side, not letting others touch him.

"Don't move, don't move."

"Don't touch...me." Classmate Lin said softly in a hoarse voice.Yu Zenian was so soft that he suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

I'll go... Lin's acting like a baby is a bit lethal, and he can't recover.

"I won't touch you, I'll put your clothes on for you." Yu Zenian explained.

"Clothes?" Lin Deng leaned against Yu Zenian's arms, looked up at him in a daze, and asked helplessly, "Why are the clothes swollen?"

Yu Zenian: ...

Go crazy!

When Lin Dengyi looked at him with those watery eyes, it was killing me!

Yu Zenian has been among the beauties since he was a child, and he has never seen any of them. He can walk around the flowers with ease, but Lin Dengyi's current expression makes him flustered, and he dare not even look at them.

Stamping his feet and gritting his teeth, Yu Zenian stuffed his clothes into his pants indiscriminately, dragged him straight to the elevator.

"It's not swollen, be honest!" He pretended to be angry with him.

In the elevator room, Lin Deng didn't say a word.

He lowered his head, closed his eyes, holding the corner of Yu Zenian's clothes with his index finger and thumb, quietly.

Yu Zenian glanced at him several times, thinking that this buddy is really obedient when he is drunk, and he looks a little bit more pleasing to the eye than usual.

At the door of the house, Yu Zenian asked, "Where's the key?"

As soon as Lin Deng turned to face him, his eyes were obviously wide open, but he behaved like a three-year-old child.One hand was still pinching the corner of Yu Zenian's clothes, while the other pointed to the pocket of his trousers, obediently waiting for Yu Zenian to take it.

Yu Zenian: ...

What can you do if you take the initiative to dig it out?

Impressed.

He awkwardly reached into the pocket of Lin Deng's trousers and took it out: "No."

Lin Deng turned his head to one side, and pointed to the left trouser pocket blankly.

Yu Zenian: "Damn, you're playing with me."

Yu Zenian suspected that he was out of his mind and sent him home. When did he have such bad intentions...

Forget it, accept your fate.After all, they are neighbors.

He stretched out his hand again stiffly: "I warn you, don't move around."

A thin piece of key was stuck in the seam of the pocket. Yu Zenian tremblingly felt for a long time and finally found it. He took a deep breath and was about to take it out——Suddenly, a pair of slender hands shook the dim corridor light, Grabbing his wrist with unabated strength, it hurt him so much.

A cold and deep tone rang in my ears: "What are you doing?"

Yu Zenian, whose hand was stuck in the pocket of his trousers, was groping against someone else's thigh: ...

He raised his head and met a pair of clear, calm and angry eyes.

Good-looking is really good-looking, exquisite is really exquisite, fierce... is also really fierce.

Yu Zenian, whose finger touched the key blade and soft thigh at the same time, decided to carry out the good deed to the end.So he hooked the key with his persistent fingers... Sorry for the wrong hook.

As soon as Lin Deng was hooked by him, he directly bent over.

He looked at Yu Zenian in disbelief, his eyes even more angry.

In an instant, Yu Zenian gritted his teeth and stomped his feet cruelly. With all five fingers together, he took out the key from his narrow pocket and stuffed it into Lin Dengyi's hand, then turned around and ran away.

While running, he said, "I'm Lei Feng's younger brother Yu Feng tonight. You're welcome to take the drunken children home. You're welcome." A complete explosion.

"Well, the front desk, it's quite tender."

Lin Dengyi: ...

Get out of here, let me fight to the death.

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