When the scumbag saves the love-brain villain

After thinking and thinking, Bian Shao firmly believed in himself, and climbed out of the window sill, tightened the sheets, and moved down from the rough wall several stories high.

He was not afraid of heights, and he was able to turn his head during the period, and found that the figure outside the wall was facing him, and his footsteps swayed as he moved, as if he was worried.

Bian Shao was afraid of being discovered by the people in the villa, so as soon as his feet stepped on the ground, he quickly squatted on his body, climbed the wall and called out softly to the people outside: "An'an, I'm here."

The black-haired young man glanced sideways at him, first astonished, then nervous.He even put down his umbrella, let the rain wet his body, just opened his arms, and said to Bian Shao: "Jump down, trust me, I will catch you."

The frail young man standing on the wall was beaten by the wind and rain, raised his hand with difficulty, and pushed aside the messy bangs in front of his eyes, revealing bright peach blossom eyes and a smooth, white and full forehead.

Bian Shao took his time to think, this scene is very similar to elopement.

The young man looked up at him and waited for him with open arms.

Different from the mature and naughty young cat demon a few years ago, he is now young and flamboyant, yet fragile.

Xiao An looked at him, as if time and space had been turned upside down, the once humble and restless young man had completely changed his perspective from the arrogant young man, now it is not Xiao An who needs him, but the helpless young man who has become greener needs him.

This kind of recognition made his chest burn hot and his heart filled with dark joy in the cold rain.

But the young man standing on the wall didn't know it, he trusted it completely, leaped down like a light cat, and crashed into the young man's arms, his cold body was filled with warmth in an instant.

Bian Shao raised his eyes and bumped into the black eyes of the young man, like a deep pool, with starlight reflected in the depths, but when Bian Shao took a closer look, he was the only one in those eyes.

But obviously not, Bian Shao went to look for him, the first time they met after a long absence, the beauty was being dragged by the arrogant crying young master, her eyes were full of connivance.

Thinking of it, Bian Shao unnaturally took two steps back to distance himself from the beauty. He is actually a bit sick in the brain. Even though he spends his days drinking and drinking, he is a bit of a clean freak.

The warmth was gradually withdrawn, the black-haired young man restrained his fingers slightly, his eyes darkened, he knew that now was not the time.

Just like the dragon who took away the princess, he wants to bring people back to his territory safely, and then slowly collect his treasures.

The boy didn't understand what kind of monster the humble boy a few years ago had turned into after reuniting after a long absence. He was about to fall into a dark and damp lair, but with a pure face, he dragged out his precious bicycle from the bushes and dedicated it to beauty.

"Let's go with this." Bian Shao pulled out a raincoat by the way, and put it on the young man and him. A raincoat couldn't cover the bodies of their two grown men, so they had to get closer.

Xiao An looked down.

The chain of this bicycle is rusted, it seems that the boy has used it for many years.

In fact, the young man lives in a wealthy area, and riding an old bicycle is outrageous and childish, but Xiao An recalled it for a moment, remembering that night in the bar, the young man was drunk, and he did not forget to ask his group of cronies to protect him The appearance of the baby car...

The corners of his cold and sharp lips burst into a smile.

…so cute.

Bian Shao didn't see the beauty's smile, and he probably wanted to bark like a dog when he saw it. He lowered his head and focused on getting on the bicycle, then turned his head and said to the beauty: "This bicycle looks broken, but it's actually very strong. It won't be crushed by us. Come on up." ,I'll bring you……"

Before he finished speaking, a warm palm was placed on his waist, and the man stretched him back, and then stepped on the pedal instead of him.

"I'm coming, you're hurt."

Bian Shao was stunned, and looked down. Sure enough, there were a little scratches on his palm and ankle, so subtle that even he didn't notice it.

It's not just his hands and feet, his body and face are full of traces of being served by his father and mother's family.

He could only sit in the back seat, and slightly tightened the hem of the shirt of the man in front, for fear of being thrown out.

Soon, the black-haired young man pedaled his bicycle and led him into the familiar land, Angang District.

When we arrived at the familiar dilapidated residential building, Bian Shao stood by and stared at the unfamiliar street not far away, and sighed: "It's much cleaner, did you change the management? By the way, An An, why are you still living here?"

Bian Shao made some inquiries outside. His beautiful woman recently started a business. The entertainment company made a small profit of 10,000+ by relying on a certain potential stock star. There should be no shortage of money. Why do you still live in Angang District? Live here?

"Grandma Ding is still here." Xiao An answered him patiently.

Bian Shao and Xiao An had been away for a long time, chatting on and on, and there were many things they wanted to ask and say.

Xiao An actually hates noisy people, for example, every time the arrogant young master of the Xiao family twittered, Xiao An would frown, but this time listening to the young man beside him, his heart was only filled with satisfaction and uneasiness.

I am satisfied that the loneliness of the past few years has been filled, but I am afraid that the boy's departure will make him fall into darkness again.

He was like a blind man who had regained his light, anxious, afraid that he would lose his sight again if he was not careful.

Going upstairs, he locked the door tightly, holding the key tightly in his palm.

The young man behind him didn't notice the strangeness of the young man, he was just amazed at the rental house: "It's still the same as it was a few years ago."

"Huh? Where's Grandma Ding?" He shook his head around but didn't see anyone.

"Grandma was picked up by Ding Ting and said she would support her." Xiao An just dismissed the topic lightly, and didn't call Ding Ting "aunt". He said with a dull expression, "One day, I will bring Grandma Ding back. , take it out of Angang District."

It's a pity that he is too young now and doesn't have that kind of financial resources and ability. He is uneasy, so he feels that time is too slow, too slow.

Bian Shao was surprised by the young man's strange and murderous aura, and then recalled the middle-aged woman Ding Ting in a red dress. That woman could go to her mother, Grandma Ding's house, to have an affair with a wild man. How could she take care of her? Good grandma Ding?

He gritted his teeth: "I'll help you pick up Grandma Ding when the time comes."

Grandma Ding was so kind. At that time, Bian Shao was still a weak cat. Xiao An didn't want to raise him for fear of causing a burden to the family. It was Grandma Ding who persuaded Xiao An to raise a kitten to ease the pressure and make Xiao An feel more relaxed.

She is so good, she should have no worries and be happy in her old age.

Bian Shao's serious expression made the young man soften his expression.Now he is shorter than Xiao An, Xiao An can rub his head as soon as he stretches out his hand, but Xiao An restrained himself when he moved his fingers.

He was afraid that the enthusiasm and madness in his heart would burn the frail and pale young man.

In the end, he turned around, went to the kitchen to cook, and asked the boy to take a bath so that the wound should not touch the water.

At the dinner table, Bian Shao praised the young man's cooking skills several times. Really, the dishes made by the young man, such as sweet and sour pork ribs and fish with pickled vegetables, are worse than the beauty's face.

After eating, Bian Shao sat in the beauty's bedroom, and the rationality that had just been captured by the food gradually returned, he shook his head firmly, and said to himself: "Calm down."

No matter how top-notch food is, there is no beauty!

A deep and hoarse voice came from behind: "What?"

Beauty Xiao An asked him.

"It's nothing, nothing." Bian Shao waved his hands awkwardly. He couldn't say that he was obsessed with the youth's face and couldn't extricate himself, could he?The elder brother's feelings turned sour and abnormal in an instant.

"Then come here and dry your hair." Xiao An held the hair dryer and waved to him, without any estrangement and estrangement from the years of separation.

Of course Bian Shao didn't either, and he didn't find it strange either. After all, in his impression, he was just stabbed to death and traveled to a few years later. If the surrounding environment hadn't changed, he wouldn't have noticed the flow of time.

He sat on the head of the bed without any pretense, and the young man half-kneeled on the bed to blow-dry his hair, looking down at his slightly swaying ankles, and those pearly white round toes.

Behind the young man, out of sight, he looked at the changes in the book almost greedily.

The young man's back is very thin, even if he wears his smallest shirt, it still looks loose, and the shirt covers a little above his knees.

Shushu has become too weak.

Xiao An leaned over as if he could hold him in his arms, making him struggle but unable to escape.

Just thinking about it, his chest gradually became hot, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Bian Shao was a little bored. He fiddled with the corner of his clothes twice, turned his head curiously, and poked the corner of the young man's white shirt, and then accidentally poked his hard abdomen. He recalled the moment of unscrupulous abdominal muscle touching in the bar , withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

The young man stared at him closely. He had never been seen so intently. He turned around unnaturally and diverted his attention: "Well, now that my parents know that I have escaped from the house, they will probably stop my card. During this time... ..."

"I will support you." The young man solved Bian Shao's difficulty with a single sentence.

Bian Shao responded with a smile and teased: "You used to be unwilling to raise this short-legged cat like me."

The young man bent his lips in an amused smile.

The world-weariness or youthfulness on his face has completely disappeared, leaving only the ability to communicate with ease and the self-satisfaction that only belongs to young people.

Mature ascetic beauties always add a different kind of charm.

Similar to desire.

In the past, Bian Shao could still treat him as an underage brother, so he didn't dare to think about it, but the beauty in his youth almost conveyed the alluring feeling of ripe plums.

The young man's throat rolled, he didn't notice the urgency and desire when the young man said he wanted to raise him, he was just guilty.

Who would have thought?Bian Shao, who is used to being a scumbag, would deliberately not look at beauties, and scolded himself as a beast for the first time.

He ended up sleeping in the youth's room. After all, the youth had always hated the next room, and this loathing still existed even after several years.

Although Bian Shao is only one, he is an adult anyway.

Two adult men squeezed together on a narrow bed, unable to stretch their hands and feet, and inevitably had difficulty breathing. For him, the young man rubbed his arms and legs against the wall behind him. Pull them over and stick them together tightly.

With this approach, Bian Shao could accurately feel the opponent's lean and powerful body enveloping him, giving him a sense of oppression.

He subconsciously frowned, not quite used to the strange and strong masculinity being invaded into his personal sphere, but the other party lowered his head as if seeing his resistance, and wanted to back away again.

Bian Shao grabbed his wrist, and he didn't say anything about the size of the bed, just said: "It's very cold, you can lean on it to keep warm."

The young man paused slightly, as if he was relieved, he leaned forward and got close to him. After a while, he stretched out his hand carefully to wrap his slightly thin and cold body in his arms.

The man has been exercising all year round, and he can endure the cold and damp in rainy days. His body is warm, and when he stuck to him, he startled Bian Shao, who was behind his back and was thinking about doing bad things.

He turned his head, the young man's eyes were shining brightly in the darkness, as if innocent: "Didn't you say it was cold?"

As he said that, Bian Shao didn't even have time to resist, so he turned his body over and faced the young man squarely. His slender ankle was held tightly by a big warm palm, and then moved again, placing it on the man's hard, warm abdomen. .

Wow.

He stepped on the beauty's abs to keep warm.

"..."

It was at this moment that Bian Shao's bad deed was successful.

"Yeah!" For some reason, the boy couldn't help but jumped up, just kicking the middle-aged and young man's abdomen.

Xiao An snorted, frightened Bian Shao enough, sat up: "Are you okay?"

Xiao An shook his head, just asked about his surprise: "What's wrong with you?"

Asked about this, Bian Shao had a secret joy on his face. He sat up and stretched out his hand. His closed palm opened at this moment, revealing a crescent-shaped silver earring lying on it.

Xiao An kept looking at him, he knew that the earrings appeared out of thin air, so he didn't speak for a moment.

"This is my time travel secret key. With just a few clicks, I can go back to Chisa three or four years later!" Bian Shao's face was full of joy. He had just done something bad and managed to steal it from the system. Unprepared for the youth, he shared the secret eagerly.

"Congratulations." But the young man twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, as if he was not happy.

On the contrary, there is a dark mist in his eyes, full of possessiveness and fear.

He is restless.

The author has something to say:

An An: I don't want you to go.

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