leave my business alone

A big man behaves well, why copy what other little girls say.

Can you call me beautiful brother?

Sheng Yan felt his ears were a little hot.

He hasn't really missed a target since he was ten years old, and this is the first time in so many years.

So he had reason to suspect that Qin Zigui did it on purpose.

Otherwise, it is obviously similar, the little girl said it, he only thought it was cute and funny, Qin Zigui said it, he felt...

He doesn't want to feel it.

He doesn't like men, so why should he think that something is wrong with Qin Zigui?

It must be because of my self-esteem after the competition with Qin Zigui in the bathroom that day, so I think Qin Zigui is a little annoyingly handsome, but in fact Qin Zigui is not so handsome.

Not as good as myself.

And I'm still very manly, I've never acted coquettishly like this, unlike some people who are spineless and know how to be a troublesome beauty.

Sheng Yan thought about it, turned around coldly, reloaded the bullet, bang bang bang bang, the remaining nineteen rounds hit, just enough for the second prize, enough to get the little prince's crystal ball.

When Sheng Yan handed the crystal ball to Qin Zigui, he took back his "dragon" from him by the way, and said dissatisfiedly: "For a pirated little prince, what's the matter?"

"Anyway, I already have the genuine one."

Qin Zigui's answer was a bit off topic.

After answering, Qin Zigui casually put the pirated Little Prince crystal ball into the innermost layer of the schoolbag, zipped it up, and asked Sheng Yan, "Have you enjoyed playing?"

"It's okay, I'm mainly afraid that if you continue playing, Uncle Long will go bankrupt." Sheng Yan twirled the sugar painting in his hand, eating slowly.

The "Uncle Long" next to him counted the money in his pocket and said with a smile, "No, that means the fair is coming to an end and the business is almost done, otherwise I have to be in a hurry with you."

"Then how can I do that? When I was young, I did not miss out on sending money to your old man." Brother Sheng Yan put his shoulders on Uncle Long's shoulders, "I was sent to the hospital several times for acute gastroenteritis just by eating your spicy noodles. Bar."

"You also said that when you were young, you counted the prizes that your kid took away from me, such as crystal balls, small pistols, foreign painting cards, spicy sticks, which one is your fault?" Uncle Long shook his shoulders in disgust, trying to Shaking Sheng Yan down, he couldn't help but smile, "So you kid, you should have been playing with guns since you were a child. How about it, are you still playing now?"

"It's fighting." Sheng Yan didn't hesitate, "How else can I bloodwash your old man's stall tonight. If you don't mind, I'll come back tomorrow?"

"Go, go, take your things and go, don't let me see you again." Uncle Long picked up a few packs of spicy noodles, stuffed them into Sheng Yan's pocket just like he did when he was a child, and then slammed him away with a smile.

Sheng Yan knew that this was the shyness of the middle-aged man, so he chose a gun casually, and after paying the most expensive price, he waved at Uncle Long foolishly, hooked Qin Zigui's neck and dangled away. .

It is hot in summer, and the sugar dissolves quickly, and it becomes sticky and sticky between the lips and teeth. When talking, there is a bit of sweetness.

Sheng Yan still didn't realize it, just put it on Qin Zigui's shoulder, and said lazily: "You brought me here today just to make me happy."

The sweet air fell on Qin Zigui's ears wrapped in the hot air, and he was so tired that he panicked.

He didn't deny it either. With the strap of his schoolbag hooked on one shoulder, he looked ahead and asked in a calm tone, "Then have you been coaxed?"

"It's okay." Sheng Yan seemed to want to prove that he really didn't care, and his tone was a little loose, "Actually, I'm not as unhappy as you think. Although this matter is really annoying, it's over after all. It's over. And I like the shooting thing, not the game itself, so it doesn't hurt that much. I just..."

Qin Zigui turned his head to look at him: "That's what it is."

"I just got the answer from Xue Yi's question. I don't know what I should do in the future." Sheng Yan smiled, as if heartless.

Qin Zigui turned his head and asked, "Don't you want to go back to play?"

"I think about it, but what do you think I play for? Just for medals? I don't seem to have that much interest. I can do it for a lifetime."

Sheng Yan spoke casually.

Qin Zigui didn't respond.

Sheng Yan sighed helplessly again: "So for a person like me, maybe in this life, he really can only be a waste rich second generation who doesn't worry about food and clothing. Life is really sad."

The moment the long sigh fell, everyone in the entire trade fair who could hear this sentence turned to look at him instantly, with strong contempt and hatred in their eyes.

Sheng Yan was pinned in place by the knife: "..."

Qin Zigui sent a belated friendly reminder: "You will be beaten for talking like that."

"Nonsense, I want you to talk."

Sheng Yan rolled his eyes angrily, and just wanted to explain that he didn't mean it that way, but before he could say anything, the eyes of the onlookers looking in their direction gradually changed from class hostility to panic and panic.

"?"

Does he look scary?

Sheng Yan hadn't realized what this look meant when he was suddenly bumped from behind, and a gust of wind blew right next to him.

A young man wearing a mask and a black hat, holding a lady's purse, quickly passed by him, then passed through the crowded and noisy trade fair crowd, and fled straight away.

Behind them, a woman and a fat security guard ran out of breath and shouted: "Catch, grab him, grab the bag, thief, don't let him run away."

Those who come to the trade fair these days are either young children who want to be fresh, or middle-aged and elderly people who want to be cheap. No matter whether it is courage or physical strength, few can keep up with this thief.

When he realized this, Qin Zigui subconsciously wanted to drag Sheng Yan back to the area, but Sheng Yan was already one step ahead of him, took off his schoolbag as quickly as possible, and threw Tang Hua into Qin Zigui's arms. Sai, without further ado, propped himself on the table, leaped, and dashed out from the road with fewer people.

Qin Zigui gritted his teeth angrily, took out his phone, and followed.

Outside the fair was an old street that was raining heavily in the middle of the night. Compared with the bright lights inside, there was only darkness and desolation.

The thief is probably also a habitual offender. After running out of the place with the most people, he felt that he would not be caught up again. He was just about to breathe a sigh of relief and look back at the battle situation.

As a result, when I turned around, I saw a handsome guy with fucking long legs holding a gun in his hand. From the pouring rain, with a cold face, he quickly chased him up, like his mother was filming a movie.

Thief:"???"

Who is this handsome guy?

Why do you have to carry a gun to catch a thief these days? !

Is the current social security so good?

Did he just steal two or three hundred yuan? !

Due to the criminals' instinctive reverence for social security, the thieves ran even faster without even thinking about it.

Over the years, he has seldom missed in this area, relying on his outstanding business ability and parkour skills, especially the escape work after he succeeds, how fast he can run, the most important thing is this old city He is familiar with it, he can find all kinds of corners, and ordinary people can't catch up.

So every time, whether it was the owner or the security guard, he successfully got rid of it.

But this handsome guy, how the hell can he run faster than him!

And the reaction is so fucking fast, you can't even shake it off!

It's raining so much that the other party seems to be okay!

Still holding a gun in his hand, the thief is frighteningly scary!

Heavy rain late at night, old town alleys.

He was single-handedly pursued by someone with a gun in his hand.

This is the first time I have encountered a thief since he has been in the business for so long.

At that moment, he felt as if he was the villain in a Hong Kong police movie in the 90s of the last century. He was handsome and extremely tragic.

When he was so tragic that he couldn't run anymore, he looked back and saw that the long-legged handsome figure finally disappeared from the rain curtain, and he was completely relieved. He gasped like a big mouth.

"Fuck, I'm so fucking late... Aww! It hurts, hurts, hurts!"

Before he could finish saying the four words "unsafe for the late festival", someone kicked his bent back in the air, and he fell straight forward on the ground and fell to the ground.

Then in the next second, someone put his knees on his back and cut his arms backwards. The pain was so painful that he couldn't struggle, and he screamed.

Originally, he planned to earn a living, but in the next second, the muzzle of a gun was pressed against his temple: "Be honest, steal a wallet and lock it up for ten and a half months, and you may come out. Assaulting the police is another matter."

Sheng Yan grew up in this area since he was a child. Back then, because he was small and wanted to take revenge on Fat Tiger, he used his intelligence advantage to fly the older kids around this area, so don't be too familiar with the terrain.

When he found out that the thief had run into this dead-end alley, he climbed over the wall from the other end and outflanked it, and caught him right away.

As for the thief, he has an average brain and no culture, otherwise he would not have embarked on this path of illegal crimes, so after being surrounded and captured alive, and after hearing the word assaulting the police, the first thing that popped into his mind was In the plot of the gangster movie, he asked in disbelief: "Are you plainclothes?"

Sheng Yan held the small gun that had been picked up from Uncle Cyclops's booth in his hand, without blinking: "Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked, just be honest, and when my colleague comes, I can still ask for leniency for you .”

He believed that with Qin Zigui's way of doing things, he must have called the police immediately, and even if he couldn't run so fast because he had too many things in his hand, he would definitely have no problem keeping up with the general location.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, a police siren sounded not far away.

The plain clothes are solid.

The thief was pinned to the ground, with his face pressed against the puddle, and he said unwillingly, "I'm unlucky today. If I meet a police officer, I'll admit it."

Sheng Yan didn't deny it, didn't say a word, just held the man firmly, like a ruthless policeman who is experienced in law enforcement.

The thief gave up resistance.

I feel that it is not a loss to lose to this kind of elite backbone.

When the police arrived, handcuffed him, brought him into the police car, and was about to close the door, he couldn't hold back, turned his head, and planned to take another look at that awesome opponent.

Then I saw a boy carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder, holding a sugar painting, and holding an umbrella. He looked like a high school student. He dragged the "plain clothes" under the umbrella in front of him, frowning, as if holding back He asked in a low voice as if losing his temper, "Are you hurt?"

And the elite backbone who was so sophisticated and cold just now lowered his head guiltyly, put his hands behind his back, and whispered: "No."

"Turn around."

The male high school student looked unfriendly.

"Oh."

The elite backbone is honest and honest.

After one lap, it was confirmed that there was no damage.

The male high school student's complexion improved slightly, and he stuffed the candy back into the hands of the elite backbone.

The thief who watched the whole process slowly put out a question mark: "?"

Why does it seem that something is not right.

Before he could react to what was going on, an old policeman stepped forward and patted the cold-faced plainclothes shoulder of the elite backbone: "Little classmate, it's very good. For your brave behavior this time, our institute will give you an answer." Commendation. But next time you can’t do this again, you are a high school student, you are too dangerous, do you know how anxious your friend is? I almost want the criminal police detachment in the city to come directly.”

The old police officer laughed teasingly.

Qin Zigui kept his face sullen and didn't speak.

The thief on the side: "???"

high school student? !

Who is a high school student? !

Can high school students carry guns? !

Donkey him!

Then the old policeman laughed again: "Your gun?"

Sheng Yan hastily and honestly handed in: "Toy guns."

The thief lying in the puddle for a long time under the toy gun: "????"

Toy gun? !

The thief who finally realized that he had been completely beaten by a high school student just now couldn't help but yell: "Fuck you XXX! You fucking..."

"Shut up!" Before he could finish cursing, a beautiful female police officer frowned and scolded, "Do you have a place to speak here? Be honest!"

After finishing speaking, he slammed the car door and blocked all the obscene words abruptly.

The thief with his hands handcuffed could only face Sheng Yan through the car door, with his face pressed against the glass, gnashing his teeth, impotently furious, cursing, and outputting crazily.

However, Sheng Yan who was outside the car couldn't hear a word, he could only hear the old policeman complimenting him up and down: "You kid, you have good motor nerves, good physical fitness, quick response, calm in situations, and not afraid of things." Son, he is very alert and has a sense of justice. He puts the interests of the people before personal safety. He is a rare talent, and he will have a lot to do in the future."

Since leaving the shooting team, apart from Zhu Penggouyou's rainbow fart and Ms. Xu's own mother's 800-meter filter, Sheng Yan has never heard such sincere and unsparing praise from his elders.

He also seemed to have gotten used to the days when Huang Shuliang chased after him every day and scolded him for being a dandy and causing trouble, so he felt a little embarrassed in the face of such heartfelt appreciation and praise.

The old police officer smiled and patted his head: "Good boy, don't be nervous, it's a good thing, follow us to the police station to make a statement, and then you can go home, otherwise your friend may be worried to death."

It was rare for Sheng Yan to be praised as a good boy, his ears turned red with embarrassment, he secretly glanced at Qin Zigui, and then pretended to be indifferent and replied: "Okay, no problem."

Qin Zirui acted as if he hadn't heard or seen anything, with a cold face, after wiping off the excess water stains on his face, he never spoke again during the whole process, almost The words "I'm not happy" were written on his face.

After finishing the notes and coming out of the police station, he said coldly: "Go back to grandma's house tonight."

It was raining too hard, it was already late at night, and the trade fair had just ended, it was not easy to take a taxi nearby, and there was still a long way to go back to the real world, Sheng Yan's whole body was wet by the rain again, waiting for the real row When I arrived at the team and returned home, I was afraid that I had already caught a cold.

Sheng Yan didn't refute, "Oh".

The two of them walked silently to the family courtyard of the government unit behind the police station.

The raindrops were crackling on the umbrella, making the atmosphere between the two of them unusually silent.

Sheng Yan felt a little uncomfortable.

This kind of guilty conscience has a long history, and if I have to trace it back, I have to go back to my childhood.

Compared with Ms. Xu, Sheng Yan's father is not a rich man, but a handsome criminal police detachment leader. When Sheng Yan was still in Ms. Xu's stomach, he died in the line of duty because of an anti-drug case , so Sheng Yan had never seen him.

But probably due to his genetic influence, Sheng Yan had an overabundant sense of justice since he was a child.

A beautiful milk doll, who holds a small water gun every day, and feels that he is an unparalleled hero in the world. Wherever he goes, he will growl in a childlike way when he sees injustice.

As a result, when he left the family home, he couldn't beat anyone, and he could only come back crying every time, looking for Qin Zigui to hug him with tears streaming down his face.

Qin Zigui was not too old at that time, so he couldn't hide his emotions well, and the two were in different grades at the time, so they couldn't stare at him 24 hours a day.

So every time after seeing Xiao Shengyan injured, Qin Zigui felt distressed and sad, angry and reluctant to live, scolded and reluctant to scold, if he was reasonable, Sheng Yan would still dare next time.

It wasn't until Sheng Yan got into a fight again on impulse that his face was seriously injured, almost leaving a lifetime of scars, Qin Zigui realized that Sheng Yan didn't know how to protect himself at all.

So that time, Qin Zigui made up his mind and put on a straight face. Sheng Yan acted like a baby and didn't coax him, and Sheng Yan didn't want to hug him. A child who injured Sheng Yan was beaten up severely, and he also came back with injuries all over his body.

From then on, Xiao Shengyan realized that when the person he cared about was injured, he would also be worried and sad, and even get angry because of this worry and sadness.

He didn't want his mother, aunt and brother Zigui to worry about getting angry, so he took Qin Zigui's little finger to promise that he must protect himself before becoming a little hero.

But that's the way it is said, but by nature, in the next ten years, Sheng Yan will forget this guarantee most of the time.

Then he will be caught by Qin Zigui, and then Qin Zigui will be sulking, keeping a cold face while taking care of himself, and he will feel very uncomfortable and guilty, go to Qin Zigui to act like a baby and admit his mistake, and then accept a meal from A natural male mother is angry and distressed about safety awareness education, and finally dare to do it next time.

So this kind of guilty conscience has formed an instinct over the years.

Even when the cold war between the two was at its worst, Sheng Yan wanted to go around Qin Zigui every time he was injured, not to mention that the two had just reconciled, like glue.

Sheng Yan's performance in Chinese is limited, so he thinks that the meaning of the idiom can be expressed in place. Anyway, he doesn't like to see Qin Zigui's cold face and silent expression.

So when he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he stopped directly, looked at Qin Zigui, and said with a look of death on his face: "If you have anything to say, just finish chatting in one breath, so as not to have an unpleasant quarrel later."

Qin Zigui turned his head to look at him.

Sheng Yan just poured out all the thoughts in his heart: "Why should I not be so impulsive, disregarding my own safety, hot-blooded, brainless, stupid and brave, scold you if you deserve it , You are happy after scolding, and I am also happy."

As he spoke, he raised his head confidently and puffed out his chest, with an attitude of "you scold me, I'll blame you".

Qin Zigui looked at him quietly.

Behind him was a courtyard wall covered with roses. It happened to be raining heavily, and the flowers and leaves were washed clean by the rain. One of the roses was particularly arrogant, and despite the wind and rain, it insisted on looking at the sky from the top of the wall. Hope, showing a strong vitality.

The wall under the flowers has been silently guarding the blooming of the flowers for many years.

It's obviously not a kind of character thing, but they have to be entangled together.

Just like when he was very young, he knew that he and Sheng Yan were not the same kind of people.

If they met a robber in the same car, then Sheng Yan's first thought must be how to protect the safety of everyone else in the car, and he only thought of how to protect Sheng Yan, even at the expense of other people. mind.

This is the essential difference between him and Sheng Yan.

So he is not qualified to tell Sheng Yan that what he did was wrong.

The only thing he can do is to make the wall stronger and not fall down.

But he didn't do very well.

Thinking of the sincere praise and love for Sheng Yan from a bunch of uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters in the police station just now, and thinking of Huang Shuliang's often exaggerated words, Qin Zigui stretched out his hand and pressed down the bunch of dumb hairs on Sheng Yan's head that were raised because of the fight: "Don't you understand it quite well?"

Sheng Yan: "Huh?"

"Since I understand the truth, it's useless for me to say any more. Let's go into the house to take a shower and change clothes." Qin Zigui said, turned around, took out the key and opened the door.

This is still not happy.

Sheng Yan's thinking is not so complicated, he can only judge by intuition.

He didn't want Qin Zigui to be unhappy, so he wanted to coax Qin Zigui instinctively, but perhaps they made too much noise, the old couple who had already slept in the room had already turned on the lights and got up, seeing them, they were surprised and said: "Zigui, Yanyan , why are you here?"

The coaxing words can only be swallowed back.

Qin Zigui took out his own and Sheng Yan's slippers familiarly, and said warmly: "I came to the fair with Sheng Yan, but it was too late, the rain was too heavy, and we couldn't get a taxi, so we came here to stay for one night."

After finishing speaking, the old couple saw Sheng Yan's state clearly, and said anxiously: "Oh, Yanyan, why are you drenched like this? Go take a bath in the back room and ask grandpa to put hot water for you. Zigui, you also wash outside, your things It's all in place, untouched."

Grandma Sheng Yan was wearing a coat, and she was going to make a fuss when she came up.

Qin Zigui hurriedly supported her: "Grandma, you and grandpa can go back to rest, I'll just take care of Sheng Yan."

Sheng Yan also persuaded while changing the shoes: "That's right, grandma, let's go back to our own home, don't treat us like guests."

"Isn't it rare for you to come back?" The old man wanted to see his grandson more.

Sheng Yan understood their thoughts, and raised his head with a smile: "Don't worry, grandma, we'll just stay for a weekend when we get back, and we'll leave on Sunday, so go and rest."

After hearing this, the old couple finally felt relieved. After all, they couldn't bear to endure the pain when they were getting older. After confessing a few words, they went to rest.

When Sheng Yan came out after taking a bath and changing clothes, the two elderly people had already fallen asleep, and only the light in Sheng Yan's room was still on.

Qin Zigui had already changed into his old pajamas, his hair was slightly wet, and he was half lying on Sheng Yan's bed, leaning against the head of the bed, with one leg bent, lowered his head and holding a pen, correcting something.

This is the house assigned to Sheng Yan's grandma and grandpa by the work unit in the last century. It has three bedrooms and two living rooms, with a big yard. It was very prestigious at the time, but it looks a bit old now.

But because the old couple had lived together for most of their lives, they were used to it, so they never moved, and the rooms were always occupied by one old couple, one by Ms. Xu, and one by Sheng Yan and Qin Zigui.

In fact, the house of Qin Zigui's grandma and grandpa is also upstairs, but because they passed away early, Qin Ru and Jiang Ping were busy with work at that time, so Qin Zigui was basically fostered at Sheng Yan's grandpa's house since he was a child, and the old couple also One is as big as a grandson.

No wonder he has such a big temper.

It's all used to me when I was a child.

Living in his house, he really regards himself as his own brother, and takes care of him in everything.

Why, he is an adult now, okay?

Sheng Yan finally realized belatedly that Qin Zigui was at best a well-connected peer of his, why would he be afraid that he would get angry, since he had done nothing wrong, why coax him.

I am the grandson of the three generations of the Xu family!

Thinking about it, Sheng Yan confidently lifted the old vertical electric fan that was spinning with his chin, and asked, "Why don't you turn on the air conditioner."

Qin Zigui corrected the two math papers that Sheng Yan had just finished today, and replied casually without raising his head: "It's been a long time since no one came back here, the air conditioner is broken, I'll find someone to fix it tomorrow."

"……Fine."

Sheng Yan failed to provoke, so he reluctantly climbed onto the bed.

Qin Zigui turned the paper over and said, "You sleep inside."

"?" Although Sheng Yan planned to sleep in it, he still asked, "Why?"

"Because you blow the fan, you have to catch cold in the stomach."

Qin Zigui understated it.

Sheng Yan: "..."

The prick failed again.

Thinking of the pain of stomach flu that came and went every three days when he was a child, Sheng Yan obediently stepped into the inner side of the bed and lay down on the cool quilt, only his head was exposed.

In the past, in order to prevent him from falling, my grandfather made the bed extra wide. At that time, I felt that I could do whatever I wanted on it, but now it feels a bit crowded when two big boys over 1.8 meters are lying side by side on it.

Time flies so fast.

Sheng Yan felt that he didn't want to have nothing to do with Qin Zigui, but just wanted to express his emotion suddenly, so he sighed a little artificially: "Time flies so fast. I just found out that grandma is getting old. You said Ms. Xu Will I be this old one day?"

"meeting."

Qin Zigui answered without mercy.

Sheng Yan: "..."

This is what people can say.

He could see that Qin Zigui didn't intend to give him this face today, so he simply smashed his cans, gritted his teeth and said, "Be careful, I'll tell Ms. Xu, she can beat you to death when she turns around."

"Well, I'm afraid of death."

Qin Zigui mercilessly drew a big cross on Sheng Yan's math paper.

Sheng Yan: "..."

This man is so fucking hard to coax!

"Qin Zigui! What the hell do you mean! I didn't get hurt this time! And I've already said that you can scold if you want to! Who are you going to show a cold face to? Do you think you are the only one who will show a cold face? Make it look like someone cares about you! If you want to get angry, get angry, at worst, hit you..."

"I'm not mad at you."

"Ok?"

Qin Zigui interrupted Sheng Yan, turned his head to look down at him, and said seriously: "I'm just reflecting on myself, why my reaction is not as fast as yours, so that you don't have to chase him out."

"...?"

What is the logic of this?

Sheng Yan, who had already prepared a long paragraph of argumentative speeches, met Qin Zigui's gaze, blinked, and his brain froze.

"I'm just angry with myself. I said I wanted to protect you before, but I didn't do it, so there's nothing else." Qin Zigui said and reached out to touch Sheng Yan's forehead, "You're drenched in the rain, go to bed early , or you will catch a cold tomorrow.”

He spoke naturally, but when Sheng Yan felt his palm pressed against his forehead, his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

It must be some kind of foreboding.

"Qin Zigui."

Sheng Yan opened his eyes wide and looked at him warily.

Qin Zigui straightened his forehead hair, and said in a calm tone, "What's wrong."

"Don't you think you've been a little too nice to me since the reconciliation?"

Sheng Yan felt that no matter how dull he was, he could still feel that this kind of out-of-the-ordinary kindness would definitely not be the kind between ordinary brothers.

He looked at Qin Zigui with eyes full of shock and vigilance.

Qin Zigui's heart tightened instantly, and the fingertips that were playing with Sheng Yan's forehead unconsciously curled up. At that moment, he had already thought of ten thousand languages ​​to explain to Sheng Yan.

Then I heard Sheng Yan ask in disbelief: "Could it be that you heard my mother said last time that she wants you to be her son, so you are thinking about my wife, right?!"

"..."

After a brief silence, Qin Zigui pinched the edge of the quilt expressionlessly, and pulled it all the way, directly overshadowing Sheng Yan's beautiful but not very smart head, and his tone was as cold as the snow in Changbai Mountain for thousands of years: " Sleep on your sleep. Get up tomorrow and buy you walnuts."

Why buy walnuts, he doesn't like to eat walnuts.

After Sheng Yan stretched out his hand to pull off the quilt, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with Qin Zigui, so he changed into a more comfortable position, closed his eyes, and prepared to sleep.

He had been staying up late to learn functions these days, and today he was playing games and chasing thieves, so he was already exhausted, and his head was a little drowsy from the rain, so he fell asleep very quickly.

But I don't know how long it took, and I woke up again from the heat in a trance.

On a midsummer night, the heat was hard to beat. He slept in it, the fan was mostly blocked, and the air conditioner was covered over his body. He just felt so hot that he was sweating and sticky.

He was so sleepy again that he couldn't open his eyes or mouth, so he simply pushed the quilt to the side, and pulled the pajamas a few times, so that the neckline was wide open, exposing the skin of the entire shoulder and back tightly attached to the mat, Only then did I feel relieved a lot.

Then fell asleep again in a daze.

But I don't know if it was because the night was getting darker, Sheng Yan gradually felt colder, and in a daze, his body kept chilling.

The instinct of his body drove him to look for a heat source, and when he finally found a warm place, he just burrowed into it without even thinking about it, and instinctively rubbed up against a body with a familiar smell.

And the person who was rubbed just habitually wrapped his head around the back of his head, and said vaguely: "Ayan, don't move."

The moment the voice fell, the person who said it suddenly stopped moving.

Three seconds later, he reached down with his hand, and touched a smooth and delicate skin, and touched again, it was the thin and thin shoulder blades of the young man.

After a slight pause, Qin Zigui opened his eyes and looked down in disbelief, and then saw Sheng Yan lying in his arms through the streetlight outside the window, his jacket was missing, and his arms were still tightly wrapped around his waist.

At that moment, all Qin Zigui's self-cultivation turned into a burst of anger: "Sheng Yan!"

Sheng Yan seemed to be in a lot of pain, lying on Qin Zigui's body in a daze, frowning dissatisfiedly: "Don't be fierce, my head hurts."

Qin Zigui closed his eyes and let out a deep breath.

He felt that his head was not getting any better at this moment.

Sooner or later, he would be pissed off by Sheng Yan.