Laid-off Judge Reemployment

Zhang Shu's eyes were wide open, and his eyebrows were drawn into his temples. He was surprised to see the incredible ink painting flowing in front of him.

He flipped through the auction catalog in hand, and immediately turned to the pages he had marked.

The Dunhuang Flying Apsaras mural reproduction is not a cultural relic, but it is also the proud work of a modern and contemporary master. It is not the same as the one on the wall, but although the Flying Apsaras on the catalog is smart, how can it be compared? The flying sky in Lu Han's painting can dance lightly, and Wu Dai is like the wind.

Zhang Shu stood up and walked to Lu Han's side. He took his hand and looked at the scroll with him.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and took a closer look at Lu Han's painting hand.

"what happened?"

"Did you learn it in the Emperor's Temple, such a thing?"

"Hey, I can't hide it from you, I was inspired by that priestess."

Lu Han pulled him to sit down on the Arhat bed, turned around and visually measured the size of the scroll, and it felt pretty good.

"In the line of work I used to do, I always had to draw pictures of prisoners and do sea arrest documents, so I practiced fine brushwork pretty well."

"Then don't you...?"

Zhang Shu took his hand again and looked at it for a while, but found no wound.

"Oh, I don't need blood."

Lu Han understood what he meant, and patted Zhang Shu on the shoulder reassuringly.

"As long as you have a little willpower, you won't hurt the root. In fact...my body won't bleed. Unless I do it myself, others can't hurt me."

Lu Han said a little awkwardly, while looking up at Zhang Shu's reaction, he didn't seem to have any intention of disliking him.

won't bleed?

Zhang Shu also realized that Lu Han hardly had any wounds on his body. It was like this when they met for the first time. In order to protect him, he stretched out his hand to cover his face, but he should have been cut by the shards of glasses The back of the hand was unscathed.

"But I saw you sweating sometimes when I saw you before."

"Oh, that's because I can regulate my body temperature at will, so sometimes there will be condensation on the surface of the skin."

"is that so."

Zhang Shu looked at him thoughtfully.

Afraid that he might misunderstand, Lu Han hurriedly explained: "No, not all bodily fluids, uh, for example..."

He didn't dare to say it too bluntly, although the relationship has been established, but there are still four words in his dictionary, respect each other as a guest, so he can't be too presumptuous.

"For example, when we are all old, maybe one person will lie in bed and can't move, and then the other person will still have to change his diaper."

Lu Han originally wanted to relieve the awkward atmosphere, but suddenly felt that after he said this, the atmosphere became even more awkward.

"Ah……"

Zhang Shu smiled, soothing his emotions.

"Needless to say, I understand what you mean."

"Oh, that's fine."

Lu Han wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and began to make the bed quickly.

"Can I just sleep here tonight?"

Zhang Shu knew that Lu Han couldn't sleep well on his not-so-spacious bed, and that the broad beans had grown up recently, so he would come out to sleep with them from time to time. In order not to hurt the child, Lu Han had to maintain a curled up position. Persevere until dawn.

"Okay, but my waist..."

Although Zhang Shu hasn't changed much physically, he can feel that Broad Bean's weight is increasing, which is not a small burden for his waist, which is slender than the average man.

"Don't worry about that, I've got Cugua to get a mattress that's the right size."

After speaking, Lu Han went to the storage room in the courtyard, and after a while, he came in carrying an IKEA mattress.

It turned out that he had already prepared this arhat bed, before they participated in the auction, he considered it to be his own.

This man's temperament is also very interesting, sometimes he is inferior, sometimes conceited, Zhang Shu suddenly finds that such Lu Han is quite charming.

"Okay, let's lie down and try."

Lu Han made the mattress, jumped on it as soon as he jumped, and rubbed to the side, leaving a large space, and stretched out his hand to pat it.

Although his words and actions were bold, his expression was very clear, making it impossible to believe that such a young man would have any evil thoughts.

Zhang Shu lay down next to him naturally, Lu Han hesitated for a moment, a little embarrassed, stretched out his arms for him to pillow.

Zhang Shu glanced at him, and tentatively laid his pillow on it. The arc between his arm and his neck unexpectedly fit. Zhang Shu even felt more comfortable than sleeping on a pillow. He thought he had a slender neck. , there is nothing wrong with sleeping on it.

His arms are really strong.

Thinking to Zhang Shu, he turned to face him, stretched out his hand to measure Lu Han's arm, it was almost the same as his own waistline, no wonder he was so strong.

"It's strange."

Zhang Shu stroked his arm, Lu Han's muscles were quite well-proportioned and strong, much stronger than most Asians.

"You were so thin when you were young, how did you grow up like this?"

"You never saw me when I was a child."

Lu Han turned to face Zhang Shu a little curiously. He was very close to him and asked very intimately.

"Well, I heard that your family was in a difficult situation when you were a child, so I guess that's probably the case."

"Almost, like a stick when I was young."

Lu Han stretched out his hand to poke his current arm, and felt that it was much stronger.

"After I became a lieutenant general, the general always left me the best part of the food and grass, handed it over to Huotou to do the work carefully, did not eat less fresh meat and vegetables, and used knives and swords all day long. Slowly, it became stronger. .”

Zhang Shu couldn't help but go to the Internet to check some information. In the era of Lu Han's life, military merit certificates were implemented. The more people killed, the faster the promotion.Lu Han sat in the position of the little general at the age of 17. He must have had a lot of lives in his hands. The general looked at him differently, did he regard him as a killing machine?

He touched Lu Han's arm with some distress, not knowing what to say.

Lu Han swallowed his saliva, his Adam's apple slipped twice, he thought for a while, and said, "Is it cold?"

"kind of."

As if he had found an excuse, he put his other arm over and gently wrapped his arms around Zhang Shu's shoulder.

"Is this warmer?"

"Ah."

"Actually, you don't have to worry about me." Lu Han said.

He looked at Zhang Shu bluntly.

"That was a job I couldn't starve to death. At that time, no one cared about it, as long as I could bring back food and pay from the front line every month to my family."

"Well, it's good if you can think about it that way."

Zhang Shu faced him, thought for a while, and put his hand on his waist, so that they hugged each other.

"Hey, you people think a lot now, and you're tired of living, right?"

Lu Han was a little flattered by his treatment, and smiled embarrassedly.

"Actually, fame is nothing more than how to effectively kill more of the same kind."

"..."

Zhang Shu suddenly looked at him with admiration, his impression in his mind has changed a little, how should I put it, it's like a person who said to you every day, "Use my whole life to make you stupid for ten years", suddenly there is One day, it was changed into "Take my whole life for ten years of your innocence". Although the meanings are similar, I still feel a little subtle.

"Where did you hear these words?"

"I can't remember, I've lived for too long, so I've always seen and heard more."

Lu Han took his hand and kissed it. He found that Zhang Shu's wrist was withdrawn indistinctly.

"sorry."

"no."

He got up, leaned over to face Lu Han, held his face with his hands, and groped his lips with his fingertips.

"Your lips are too dry, scratch me."

Zhang Shu turned around and picked up the unfinished pear juice on the coffee table, dipped a little bit with his fingers, and applied it on Lu Han's lips.

"Is this better?"

"No... not enough..."

Lu Han stretched out his hand to hold his waist, he wanted to make his words a little more ambiguous, but he got stuck.

Zhang Shu smiled, kissed his lips, and rubbed his lips on it, spreading the unsoaked pear juice evenly.

They kissed for a while and separated. Zhang Shu liked this kind of kiss more, intimacy more than lust. He knew that Lu Han was holding back some senses. I dare not move.

He lay back beside Lu Han, and stretched out his hand to caress the pattern on Luohan's bed.

"Is this a lotus?"

"should be."

"Well, how much did you end up with?"

"Including the commission is about 230 million."

Lu Han couldn't remember clearly, so he reported the number casually.

"It's about the same as the car I bought last time."

"Speaking of which..."

Lu Han adjusted his posture and pressed the backboard of the Luohan bed.

"At that time, the bed was a must-have item for marriage, similar to the wedding room and wedding car now. Although the times are different, I think it is quite appropriate to add this to your home."

"Well, sleepy, how about you?"

Lu Han nodded, moved Zhang Shu into the bed, and went down to tidy up by himself. He knew that Zhang Shu didn't like the mess in the room, so before going to bed, he would take all the things they had eaten back to the tea room to clean up. come back again.

When he came back, Zhang Shu was about to fall asleep, but he still refused to sleep too deeply, his eyes were blurred, his cheeks turned to the side from time to time, and he dozed off.

Lu Han turned off the light, covered the quilt, and lay down beside him. After a while, he felt Zhang Shu's arm stretched out and took his arm. There was a blanket of feathers between them. In this way, half of Zhang Shu's arm was exposed to the slightly cold air.

Lu Han didn't speak, he lifted his quilt silently, put it on top of Zhang Shu's quilt, he held his hand, and soon fell asleep.

I'm going to buy a double duvet, Lu Han thought.