Those who are reborn want to attack me [End Times]

Jiang Xuyan drank too much wine and was a little dizzy, his head was full of the coldness he felt just now, and Fang Qing's words.

After staring at the ceiling for a while, he shifted his gaze to Fang Qing who was lying on his stomach beside the bed.

The familiar slightly thin back, the soft and cool hands, and the fresh scent of soap that only Fang Qing can have in the room.

There are various indications that what he felt just now was neither a dream nor an auditory hallucination, Fang Qing...indeed...yes...

Jiang Xuyan suddenly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, his hands trembled slightly, and an unprecedented complex emotion that he couldn't explain climbed to the top of his heart, making him know that he should take his hands away and leave here, but he unexpectedly...

Not moving.

Until suddenly, Fang Qing, who was lying on the side of the bed, gave a low cough, as if his sleeping position was a bit uncomfortable, and moved his head to adjust his position.

Jiang Xuyan looked down at him, and saw that he was still dressed coolly, but the temperature in the room was obviously adjusted to the lowest.This temperature is suitable for myself who has a fever after drinking, but for Fang Qing who is weak and cold...

Jiang Xuyan's hand that was held by him moved slowly.

Unable to tell what mood he was in, he hesitated for a while, pulled his hand away, and stood up on the bed: "Fang Qing."

Fang Qing stayed up all night without sleep, holding Jiang Xuyan's hand just now, feeling at ease, and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Xuyan pulled his hand away, he was a little unaccustomed to it, after catching something in the air but couldn't catch it, he clenched his fist tightly, as if he was unconsciously keeping something.

Jiang Xuyan was silent for a while, staring at his reaction without moving.

It wasn't until Fang Qing shivered from the cold that he grabbed the collar of his clothes with his hands, Jiang Xuyan came back to his senses, thought something, and got off the bed lightly.

Drunkenness made him spin.

He couldn't stand firmly, that's why his feet touched the ground, so he squatted down and stopped right next to Fang Qing.

"...Fang Qing."

He looked at Fang Qing's sleeping side face, looked at the thick and curled eyelashes like crow feathers, and spoke in a low voice, with a little hesitation.

At this moment, Fang Qing was frozen and dazed, he didn't respond, he didn't wake up, his body was trembling.

Seeing this, Jiang Xuyan pursed his lips. Even though he knew that his reaction was unreasonable, he still stood up, bent over, supported Fang Qing's back with one hand, walked around behind his legs with the other, and gently hugged him. stand up.

A person who weighs unbelievably light, lying across his arms like cotton wool.

Fang Qing flew into the air, subconsciously shrinking into Jiang Xuyan's arms.The sleepy man muttered something in a low voice, but Jiang Xuyan didn't hear it clearly, or maybe he didn't want to hear it clearly.

He was calling Boss Jiang.

Jiang Xuyan's mood was extremely complicated.

Thoughts are about to scramble.

His head was buzzing.

After putting Fang Qing on the bed, he pulled the quilt and wrapped Fang Qing carefully from top to bottom.After that, he turned his head and saw Fang Qing's slightly frowning eyebrows and thick crow-feather eyelashes at a close distance. He was startled, and the hands on the side of the bed were slowly retracted at a degree that he didn't even realize.

……

Jiang Xuyan...

What are you doing……

He felt a little strange.

too weird.

Knowing that a big man had such thoughts for him, he didn't even have the thought of getting angry, nor... wanted to escape.

His heartbeat gradually accelerated, and a feeling of uneasiness surged up to him.

Just as he was about to leave, Fang Qing subconsciously raised his hand to grab his arm. The bone-chilling body temperature instantly spread to Jiang Xuyan's skin, and through the unnatural heat caused by the wine, it froze all the way to the bottom of his heart.

Jiang Xuyan frowned, and was about to increase the indoor temperature for him, when Fang Qing called out very clearly this time: "Boss Jiang."

Followed by a vague sentence, soft pleading "don't go"...

Jiang Xuyan: "..."

Hold.

Confirming that Fang Qing was not awake but talking in his sleep, he clenched his fists, looked at Fang Qing who was still shivering under the blanket, hesitated for a long time and asked in a low voice: "Cold?"

The voice was very deep and light, with a little helplessness and spoiling, he didn't realize it, and didn't want to realize it.

Fang Qing nodded inconspicuously under the quilt, and subconsciously rubbed against Jiang Xuyan's arm, the only source of heat in his hands. When his forehead touched his hand, the same cool body temperature made Jiang Xuyan's heart beat Soaring at a very high speed.

"..."

It's just too much to drink.

He felt his body getting hotter and hotter.

Out of an inexplicable feeling that was probably soft-hearted, he slowly raised his other hand, and after hesitating in the air for a moment, he lifted the quilt.

When he realized that he was lying on the bed, his heart was beating wildly, and his mind was full of questioning "Jiang Xuyan, what are you doing", but he was already lying on the bed, lying on his side, facing the huddled Fang Qing.

Fang Qing had already caught a cold from the cold, no longer a sound sleep, but rather confused.

He didn't know what happened at all, but he felt sensitively that there was a scalding heat source in front of him.Without thinking, he slid over and got in, absorbing the heat as much as possible to make up for the lost body temperature.

Jiang Xuyan let him burrow into his arms, his head into his neck, and remained motionless.

After a long while, he felt that the person in his arms hadn't warmed up yet, and he frowned, as an inexplicable emotion welled up in his heart.His hand was stiff by his side, but he couldn't hold it back. He gently stretched it out, walked around Fang Qing, paused on his back, pressed it up tremblingly, and brought it to his chest, his pupils suddenly dilated .

……

Hold.

Jiang Xuyan.

You really drank too much.

crazy drunk...

The next day.

When Fang Qing woke up, he felt his body was warm, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

At first glance, he was actually on the bed? ? ?

Looking up again, Jiang Xuyan was standing in front of the bedside table, facing the mirror, buttoning up his shirt one by one.

Sensing the movement on the bed, Jiang Xuyan looked sideways, and when he saw it, his movements stopped for a moment, his eyes darkened.

"..."

Fang Qing didn't know how he got onto the bed at all, his face turned red with shock, "I, what about me, you—"

Jiang Xuyan stared at him emotionally for a while, looked away, and continued to button his button: "Don't sleep in such a cold place in the future, are you afraid that you won't get sick from the cold?"

Fang Qing faltered: "I...I don't want to sleep..."

Still very concerned about this matter, he asked softly, "It can't be me... I... didn't bother you..."

Jiang Xuyan glanced at him again, retracted his gaze, and said in a vague tone, "Is it very important?"

Fang Qing pursed her lips.

Feeling the awkward atmosphere, he quickly changed the topic: "Well, you, are you better?"

Jiang Xuyan was always a little slow to answer today, he was silent for a long time, and then he said a low "hmm" to the mirror.

"No headache, no hangover, right?"

"Fortunately."

"I want to give you..."

"Fang Qing."

Fang Qing raised his head suddenly, feeling that Jiang Xuyan's tone was a little strange, and the way he looked at himself was also a little strange.

Jiang Xuyan opened his mouth to him, but the words came to his lips, but he was a little bit speechless.

He was also taken aback for a moment, and after realizing this, he closed his fingers and squeezed the button of the shirt between his two fingers.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally changed his words: "Can't you get up?"

Fang Qing couldn't respond, so he let out an "ah".

Jiang Xuyan: "...Aren't you going to have a tetanus with me?"

Fang Qing opened his eyes, and immediately remembered something important, and got up from the bed: "Yes, yes, we are going, the doctor said it should be done as soon as possible."

Jiang Xuyan didn't speak, the buttons were buttoned, he had no place to put his hands, and adjusted his collar and cuffs.

Fang Qing ran to the bathroom and struggled for a long time before coming out and changing clothes again.

Jiang Xuyan couldn't wait anymore, probably because he is living a bit like a year now.

So he stood at the bathroom door and told Fang Qing, "I'll go back."

Fang Qing was stunned: "Why?"

"...Wow, you don't want to run again, do you?!"

Jiang Xuyan glanced at him, his eyes were deep and the meaning was unclear.

He didn't answer directly, just said: "Change clothes."

Fang Qing: "You can change it after you finish playing..."

"It smells like alcohol, I don't like it."

In fact, Fang Qing didn't warm him up for a long time last night. He was irritable, so he also turned up the temperature of the air conditioner.

The result of this was that Fang Qing was warmed up, but he was hot all night. When he woke up in the morning, his clothes were a little wet. He felt very uncomfortable and wanted to change.

Fang Qing let out an "oh", no doubts, nodded and said: "Then you go."

"...Don't run away!"

Jiang Xuyan nodded with no expression, and when he turned to leave, he paused again, turned his head halfway and said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll call you."

With that, he left.

Standing in front of the sink, Fang Qing always felt... Is Jiang Xuyan's mood not quite right?

He didn't know why, thinking hard.Thinking about it, he suddenly trembled his hands, stared at his eyes, the ceramic cup in his hand loosened, fell to the ground and shattered.

He covered his mouth, panicked: Could it be...

last night……

Boss Jiang actually heard what he said...

Jiang Xuyan returned to his villa before entering the door. Lao Luo asked with concern: "Young master, you last night—"

Jiang Xuyan: "I slept elsewhere, it's fine, I'm going to change clothes."

Lao Luo didn't ask any more questions, seeing that his complexion was not good, Lao Luo, who had already found out the problem, gave him a meaningful look.

When he passed by him, Lao Luo said, "Young master."

"……Um?"

"In the morning Wanju called the internal line in your room, but no one answered, so he called the villa and asked us to convey it to you. He will go to the Landao branch in the afternoon and invite you to discuss the cooperation business mentioned last night in detail."

Jiang Xuyan didn't stop, and said without hesitation, "Okay."

Lao Luo paused for a moment, then said softly: "He also asked a question."

"……what?"

Lao Luo raised his head slightly and looked at Jiang Xuyan who went upstairs, with pity and helplessness in his eyes.

"He said that Mr. Yan Shu just contacted him this morning, and he asked you... Do you want to bring Mr. Yan over?" Jiang Xuyan paused, his pupils shrank rapidly in the shadow of the corridor.

The atmosphere in the villa suddenly condensed, and Jiang Xuyan stared at the steps ahead, his eyes filled with scarlet evil spirit.

After a while, he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and said in a cold voice, "Take it."

"Of course I will."

"You tell him, if you bring the person alive to me, I can give him another benefit and guarantee him smooth, wind, smooth, and water in the future."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-11-2500:22:30~2020-11-2515:25:00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 threw mines: Bei Gongyao, reborn1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: reborn1 bottle;

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