After pretending to be good and being spotted by the boss

The vase on the bedside table is filled with nutrient solution, and a few fresh and elegant wooden wind chimes extend from the mouth of the bottle, exuding a pleasant floral fragrance.

A pair of small ears poked out his head, slowly twisted his body, and looked at the person below him with the tips of his ears turned.

Que An lay quietly on the bed, his eyes under the long eyelashes were closed tightly, and his breathing was steady.

After confirming that the person had fallen asleep, his ears grew bolder, and he stretched out his head to touch the dew on the petals. The water droplets quickly touched the small fluff, melted into the ears, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and were quickly absorbed.

The fluffy ears seemed to have regained their vigor and vitality, and they shook their ears contentedly, and continued to extend the tips of the ears to the bottom of the petals.

Water drops melted into the ears along the fluff, and soon, the water mixed with nutrient solution in the vase was empty, leaving only a few solitary campanula flowers in the vase.

After waking up, Que An felt dizzy, as if flooded, heavy and damp.

He sat up in bed and shook his head vigorously.

Why did it seem... heard the sound of water?

Brain flooded?

He shook his head and patted his temples, thinking that he must have slept for a long time.

The schedule has been a little chaotic these days, it's time to adjust.

He was about to turn over and get out of bed to wake up, but when he got out of bed, he didn't pay attention and knocked over the light-colored vase on the bedside table.

Que An hastily helped up the vase, and was about to take a rag to wipe the water flowing from the table, but found that no water flowed out at all.

The wooden campanula in the vase was originally cultivated in the nutrient solution, but now it is empty and the water is gone.

Where about water?

Evaporated?

Que An pulled out the flowers, and shook the mouth of the bottle downward.

Not a drop really.

And a few wood campanulas were wilting, as if half of the whole flower had been sucked dry, and the petals were drooping listlessly.

Que An frowned, walked to the mirror, and looked at himself in the mirror.

The ears are reddish with satisfaction, as if lying down to rest after drinking and eating, the fluffy ears lie lazily on the top of the head, stretching the tentacles comfortably from time to time.

In order to verify the guess in his heart, Que An stretched out his hand to touch his ear.

Sure enough, the originally dry ear turned into a damp lump, like a plush toy that had absorbed water, not to mention, it was even bigger for no reason, as if the food just eaten had not been digested.

Que An: ...

It turned out that it wasn't the water in the brain, but the water in the ears.

He narrowed his eyes, looked up at the pair of ears, and spoke coldly for a long time, which sounded like he was talking to himself:

"Are you full?"

His ears flicked left and right, as if he was looking around to see who Que An was talking to, but when he found no one around, he realized that he was talking to him, and immediately pretended not to understand, then stood upright on the spot again, as if nothing had happened.

Que An took his actions into his eyes, his eyes were cold, and without saying anything, he picked up a fruit knife from the table.

The tip of the knife is sharp and sharp, and the pair of swarthy ears are reflected on the pure white ceramic knife surface, shivering like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Click.

With a crisp sound, Que An lifted the knife and cut the apple in half.

Que An said coldly: "Are you full, are you deaf?"

Fluffy's ears softened in fright, hurriedly moved, bent twice quickly, and swayed left and right.

Full, not deaf.

It turned out to be the case.

Que An felt more and more wrong these days.

The porridge on the table was inexplicably missing more than half of it. When he was sleeping, he felt something moving on his head, like dancing, and the strange feeling disappeared when he opened his eyes.

He sat down cross-legged leisurely, picked up the medicine bottle, poured out some viscous liquid medicine, and prepared to wipe it on the wound.

The ears shrank and trembled, every tiny fluff was filled with resistance, and the roots of the originally erect ears also softened, curled up like a wilted ball, hidden in Que An's hair .

"Bring me back."

Que An said coldly.

This thing has brought him so much trouble, and he dared to hide after taking the medicine.

The limp ears reluctantly stopped shrinking, and poked their heads out like mushrooms after a spring rain. After half a minute, they slowly stood up again.

Then, under Que An's gaze, he tilted slightly, tapped the liquid medicine in Que An's palm, trembling his fluff, dipped in the liquid medicine by himself, and started to apply it aggrieved.

Que An played with the handle of the knife in his hand, thinking seriously about the possibility of cutting off the pair of ears.

Originally, it seemed that the possibility was a little higher, but if you want to cut it now, there is always a sense of guilt for killing life.

Que An raised his eyes and looked at the mirror: "Can you fall by yourself?"

The plush ears, which were diligently applying medicine to themselves, trembled when they heard the words, and immediately shook into a rattle, and a few fine fluffs were shaken out.

Que An lazily supported his head:

"Then it can't grow on me all the time, you can figure out a way for yourself."

The erect fluffy ears drooped pitifully, rubbing the top of Que An's hair.

Woo woo woo.

Que An rubbed between his tired brows, not knowing what to do with the pair of ears on his head.

After coming out of the laboratory, Zhao An looked at Qin Yuzhi who was sleeping with his eyes closed in the rearview mirror, hesitant to speak, glanced distractedly from time to time, and sighed.

"What do you want to ask?"

Qin Yuzhi closed his eyes and spoke lightly.

With Qin Yuzhi's words, Zhao An's questions came out like a waterfall:

"Boss, why didn't you investigate this matter?"

Qin Yuzhi raised his eyes and looked out the window: "Check."

but not now.

Zhao An's tone was a bit unwilling: "We finally got into Rong Chuang's lair. There must be something wrong with the laboratory. By the way, there is something wrong with the room at the end of the corridor. Why don't we take the opportunity to seize the evidence? , Destroy it in one fell swoop?"

Qin Yuzhi rubbed his eyebrows: "How could it be so simple?"

The scale of this laboratory is normal, at least the moment they glanced at it, it was not enough for them to find anything unusual.

Rong Chuang was careful and prepared, and he had already been discovered once, this time he would definitely be more careful than last time.It is impossible for them to discover and find clues so easily.

Zhao An said a word. He thought that the heroic feat of breaking into the criminal den had all been in vain, which made him a little disappointed: "Then why do you have to make an appointment with the laboratory? Wouldn't it be good to arrange a restaurant with an elegant environment to sit down and negotiate?"

Qin Yuzhi glanced at it, and said casually, "In order to put psychological pressure on the enemy."

Zhao An: ...

He said helplessly: "With it, I have a psychological shadow."

Rong Chuang is really scary, and the second scariest thing is his laboratory.

Qin Yuzhi lowered his eyes.

Although there was no danger this time, Qin Yuzhi always felt that things were not that simple, and a bad premonition lingered in his heart.

He always felt that something might happen.

Arrived at home while talking.

In a blink of an eye, the car parked firmly downstairs of the villa. Zhao Anla opened the door, and Qin Yuzhi got down and walked into the house.

As soon as he got home and took off his coat, he sharply saw the muddy shoes at the door.

The soil traces are still fresh, and it can be seen that it has not been long since it was out.

After Liu Butler served hot water, he reported Que An's itinerary to Qin Yuzhi:

"Master, Que An went out again last night."

The feng shui took turns, Que An was in charge of Qin Yuzhi, and now he has adjusted everything. Qin Yuzhi asked Steward Liu to keep an eye on Que An and not let him go out.

But who can control Que An?Especially in the past few days, Que An went out very frequently, and it was always at night. No matter how much the housekeeper took care of him, it was impossible for the housekeeper to block him at the door at two o'clock in the morning.

Qin Yuzhi nodded, picked up the water and took a sip to signal that he understood.

The expression on his face remained the same, but in fact, he was faintly tired inside.

Ever since he discovered Que An's existence in the hotel Rong Chuang that day, he has been secretly investigating him. Now, apart from home, no matter where he is outside, it is very dangerous for Que An.

He repeatedly told Que An not to go out, but in the end he still ignored his words.

Qin Yuzhi rubbed his eyebrows wearily.

Que An didn't come back until dinner was about to start.

Qin Yuzhi raised his head and looked at Que An:

"Where have you been?"

Que An pulled out a few flowers from behind and stretched them out in front of Qin Yuzhi: "Look."

The wooden wind chimes in the vase were dying after losing moisture due to the evil behavior of the pair of ears on the top of the head. Que An simply threw away those few branches and went to buy a few more nearby.

If he remembered correctly, Qin Yuzhi quite liked this kind of flower.

Although he always felt that this flower was ugly, and didn't know the difference between it and the wild flowers all over the mountains and the need to see it, he still went out specially, went to the flower and bird market far away, and bought a few new ones back.

"Is it nice?"

The newly bought wooden wind chime was stained with water droplets, and it was much fresher than the original one, and its colors were also more diverse. In addition to the usual white, there were also light beige and light yellow.

The sober and elegant fragrance of flowers slowly fills the air.

Qin Yuzhi looked at Que An, ignoring the fresh flowers in Que An's hands:

"You went out?"

Que An keenly sensed that Qin Yuzhi's tone was not so pleasant:

"Yes, I went out to buy flowers," he asked, "what's the matter?"

Qin Yuzhi's tone was cold:

"Do you know how dangerous it is outside? Don't you know what your situation is?"

What will happen if Rong Chuang bumps into him?

Not to mention that Que An now has a pair of ears on top of his head that may be discovered at any time.

Has he really thought about these things?

Hearing this, Que An frowned, puzzled and said:

"No, I'm going out to buy some flowers, what's wrong?"

Thinking of the flowers that I spent a long time going out to buy for Qin Yuzhi, but the other party didn't even look at it, and instead accused me that I shouldn't go out?

Qin Yuzhi didn't speak, but looked at Que An coldly.

When Que An saw Qin Yuzhi's attitude, he simply put down the flowers, and didn't bother to defend himself. He sat on the sofa on the other side, picked up his phone and played with himself.

The abandoned wooden wind chimes lay innocently on the table, perhaps because the atmosphere was frozen, even the scent of flowers was not as strong as before.

Without waiting for the other party's explanation, only waiting for a cold and indifferent attitude of staying out of the matter, Qin Yuzhi squinted his eyes, restrained his cooling aura, picked up his coat and went upstairs.

Immediately afterwards, there was a crisp sound of closing the door upstairs.

And the two fluffy ears that had witnessed the whole process of the two quarreling to the cold war pricked up guiltyly, and poked out their tips uneasily, looking at the wooden wind chimes on the table that had been limp in just a moment.

It's over, it's all because they are bad.

If they hadn't been greedy for water, the two of them wouldn't have quarreled.

The fluffy left ear glanced at the right ear.

what should I do?

The little fluff on the right ear shook guiltily.

I do not know.

Life is not easy, ears sigh.

For the next two weeks, the two sides did not speak to each other, except for the time when Qin Yuzhi first adopted Que An, this time broke the longest record for the two not speaking.

On the table.

A pair of ears are divided into left and right, the left one is tilted to look down, and the right one is looking towards the end of the dining table on the other side.

Immediately afterwards, the left ear was tilted back, and the right ear was also retracted. They looked at each other and shook their heads.

The atmosphere remained unchanged.

Que An and Qin Yuzhi sat at both ends of the dining table, cutting the food on the plate.

The atmosphere at the table was cold, with only the sound of the knife and fork hitting the plate, echoing on the empty table.

Butler Liu stood helplessly in the middle, not knowing what to do.

The young master and Que An have not spoken for almost two weeks, plus today is No. 13 days.

It turned out that the house was quiet because there was no one there. Finally, after Que An came, there was a more cheerful atmosphere in the house, the young master gradually liked to laugh, and his work and rest patterns became more regular, but for some reason in the past two weeks, since the young master came back from outside that day After that, the temperature between the two of them dropped again and again.

There were quarrels and doors slamming from the room that day, but Butler Liu felt bad.

Sure enough, from that day on, the atmosphere suddenly took a turn for the worse, to the point where the two of them couldn't even talk face to face.

But recently, from the perspective of an outsider, he found that the relationship between the two is quite turning around.

Today Que An dragged him aside and asked him to remind Qin Yuzhi not to forget to take medicine;

Tomorrow Qin Yu asked sideways if there were any cigarette butts in the trash can recently.

……

The list goes on and on.

As soon as the mouths of these two people are in front of each other, they seem to become decorations, and things that can be clearly explained in a single sentence face to face must be conveyed through his megaphone.

Because he didn't understand the thinking of young people, it was quite difficult for Butler Liu to be caught in the middle.

A pair of ears swayed, sometimes collided with each other, sometimes separated to look at the two people, as if they were also whispering, looking at the two awkward people.

Qin Yuzhi has been on a business trip this week, so strictly speaking, this is the first time the two of them have eaten at the same table in seven days.

But still did not escape the perennial law of "two people become dumb when they face each other".

Qin Yuzhi drank the mushroom soup slowly, and looked at the person opposite.

Steward Liu was like a girl kowtowing to the cp, shouting wildly in her heart: "Raise your head, raise your head!"

However, Que Anan was chewing the vegetables quietly, and he didn't intend to raise his eyes, and there was no gossip story where they just looked at each other and settled their suspicions.

Qin Yuzhi lowered his eyes almost inaudibly, put down his spoon, and left the table.

After Qin Yuzhi left, Que An, who was eating vegetables, raised his eyes, staring at Qin Yuzhi's back in a daze.

Butler Liu wiped away old tears and sighed.

These two people are worried about each other, but they are both like two children, playing a game of one, two, three wooden figures against each other, whoever speaks first loses first.

Why bother.

Who can speak first?

Butler Liu sighed, silently collecting the dishes while thinking sadly.

Who can speak first?

A pair of ears leaning against each other, turning the tips of the ears, thinking sadly.

After eating, Qin Yuzhi sat on the sofa, picked up the remote control at hand reflexively, and realized something was wrong when he tuned to the variety show channel.

During this period of time, his schedule was changed drastically by Que An. He started to feel sleepy at ten o'clock on time, and he would lie down and take a nap at one o'clock. Even the company's security guards occasionally saw him working overtime at the company on rest days, and would look like an alien. Surprised eyes.

This was not a good sign, so he simply switched to a news channel, when he suddenly heard arguing from the toilet.

To be precise, it was a quarrel of one person.

"Can you close your eyes!?"

"roll."

"Plug your ears, too!"

With the sound of the door slamming, Que An came out with an expression of surprise, threw himself on the sofa, and sat next to Qin Yuzhi.

Qin Yuzhi looked outside the door in a blink of an eye, making sure that Que An was not accompanied by anyone, and there were no guests at home.

Only when Que An was indirectly manic, he simply turned his head and read the news.

The two sit close to each other, but there seems to be a cold Mariana Trench between them, cutting them into two unconnected worlds.

Suddenly, the left ear twitched, as if thinking of something, and whispered in front of the right ear socket, the fluff trembled with the excitement of poking and poking.

He nodded slightly while listening with the tip of the right ear, tilted his body as if thinking about something, and moved to the ear socket of the fluffy left ear, adding something seriously in a low voice.

After touching for about 2 minutes, the two ears stood up aggressively like two generals who had arranged a strategic deployment.

After a while, Qin Yuzhi found that his hair had been brushed.

The movement is very slight, like a careful fiddle, soft and comfortable.

An inadvertent electric current was transmitted from the tip of the hair to the root of the hair, which was crisp and itchy.

Qin Yuzhi turned his head and looked at Que An.

Que An lazily slumped on the sofa, folded his hands on his chest, and stared at the screen without squinting, without even the slightest sense of guilt to secretly tease Qin Yuzhi's hair.

Qin Yuzhi moved his eyes slightly, fixed his eyes on Que An for two seconds, then slowly moved away, and continued watching TV.

Less than two seconds after he turned around, the itching came back again, this time intensified, and he picked up a small amount of hair on his forehead.

He couldn't bear it anymore and turned his head, and coldly warned Que An:

"Can you take care of yourself?"

Que An looked puzzled, as if he had suffered some huge injustice, and said in disbelief:

"What's wrong with me?!"

Qin Yuzhi looked back coldly.

The acting is pretty natural.

Que An was so scolded that he didn't know why, and he didn't know why Qin Yuzhi was angry. He looked up and down suspiciously at Qin Yuzhi, shook his head and continued to watch the news.

Que An didn't move much for the next half an hour, the two of them stared at the TV motionlessly as if the well water was in harmony with the river.

Their atmosphere was stiff and indifferent, as if a [-]-point line had been drawn between them.

However, within 2 minutes, Qin Yuzhi felt itchy from his earlobe, like a dog's tail grass, and fiddled with him, from the ear bone to the earlobe.

The itchiness got worse.

Qin Yuzhi turned his head violently.

The itching on the earlobe immediately stopped, and it was withdrawn from his ears, obediently and obediently, he didn't move any more.

It may be that the news is too boring, Que An has already fallen asleep at the moment, with his head tilted and half leaning on the sofa cushion, half leaning on his shoulder.

A pair of furry ears obediently stick to the side of the head, next to Qin Yuzhi's ears.

Qin Yuzhi moved his body stiffly, and the cushion also fell down, and Que An leaned half of his body on him, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Que An's shoulder, and Que An naturally leaned on him.

Perhaps because of the clear woody scent on Qin Yuzhi's body, Que An involuntarily rubbed against Qin Yuzhi's chest, murmuring softly while rubbing.

There was a numb itching from his chest, and Que An's movements were natural and smooth, without any trace of acting, so Qin Yuzhi couldn't tell whether this person was pretending to sleep or not?

If he really fell asleep, just now he just poked his ear tip, turned his head for just two seconds, and fell asleep?

That must be the god of sleep.

If he is pretending to be asleep, it means he is conscious.

When she was conscious, she brushed his hair twice and touched his earlobe once.

What does this prove?

Faced with several possibilities, Qin Yuzhi suddenly became a primary school student, repeatedly wringing his fingers in his heart to think about it.

Even elementary school students don't bother to pretend to be asleep now, can this person use a fresh trick?

What exactly does Que An want to do?If you want to reconcile, why don't you just say it directly, and you have to take such a roundabout way?

The more Qin Yuzhi thought about it, the more angry he felt, as if he had suffered a lot of grievances for more than ten days, and it seemed that at this moment, because of Que An's actions of lifting his hair and earlobes and leaning on him, all the grievances burst out.

After the eruption, the entire chest was empty again, leaving only a little bit of warmth left.

It warmed his heart.

Even though Qin Yuzhi's heart was alive, his body didn't dare to move for a moment, even the strands of his hair were firmly attached to his forehead, for fear that if the breeze blows, the strand of hair blown up would disturb Que An who was leaning on him.

Qin Yuzhi hugged him like this for half an hour, and finally couldn't bear it any longer. When he was about to shake his right wrist slightly, the person in his arms woke up.

Que An opened his eyes and was about to rub his eyes when he saw Qin Yu and stopped.

Then they looked at each other and fell silent.

When Que An saw the scene in his eyes at this moment, Qin Yuzhi hugged himself in his arms and looked down at him. His eyes were filled with complicated emotions, but he could vaguely discern a soft light. He rested his left hand under his head, afraid that his head would fall. Sliding down, his right hand lightly supported his side cheek.

So this hugging posture is more like Qin Yuzhi holding his face affectionately.

After the two realized each other's point, both of them felt a little unnatural, but they didn't move in tacit understanding.

Que An looked at the person in front of him, feeling more complicated than Qin Yuzhi.

In the past ten days or so, he didn't know why, but he couldn't sleep well.

According to his personality, he will talk about things when he has something to do, and he will never delay until the next day.

But this time, for some reason, when I saw Qin Yu, I felt inexplicably irritable, thinking about something.

It's not that I don't want to speak, but how to speak.

The black ears on the head looked at the two, shaking anxiously from side to side, touching the tips of the ears lightly when they were in a hurry, and then continued to stretch out the tips of the ears to look at the two anxiously.

The two stood in a stalemate for a long time, so long that a pair of ears stretched out and the back was stiff, and they looked at the two with torment.

The air was filled with viscous air, so long that Qin Yuzhi's expectations were dashed.

After a while, he moved his stiff fingers and lowered his eyes to conceal the disappointment in them.

Finally he stood up, and at the moment when he was turning around, his wrist was caught off guard by a slender hand that grabbed it forcefully.

Que An looked down at the person who fell on the sofa and fell on his shoulders, and closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice:

"do not move."

"Hug again."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-11-1922:40:46~2020-11-2022:13:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 3 bottles of first lemon; 2 bottles of moon wine;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!