He's super cute

"Violating the laws of nature should not exist."

"Go to hell!"

"Are you worthy of your parents and society?"

Yu Xiaoque's vision became more and more unclear, he suddenly felt that he was tightly bound on the cold bed, and the loud noise made his ears hurt.

"Increase the dose and don't let him wake up."

His brain seemed to be violently stirred by a knife, and he wanted to scream and struggle, but he could only watch helplessly as the needle tip pierced his vein, and the pale yellow liquid slowly pushed into his body.

It's a hysterical desperation.

"You can't like him, you can't like him, you will go to hell, you are mentally ill."

Yu Xiaoque looked at the gentle and elegant young man in the photo, bit her bloody lower lip and shook her head desperately.

It was as if a needle had been inserted into his temple from left to right, going back and forth, teaching life to be worse than death.

His consciousness became more and more unclear, and a persuasive voice sounded in his ear, "Admit that you don't like Jiang Yan and you can rest, just admit it..."

Yu Xiaoque looked at the dazzling incandescent lamp and murmured, "I, I don't like..."

Jiang Yan?

Who is Jiang Yan?

"Did you hear the wind move?"

There are thousands of mountains and rivers in the young man's eyes, and the endless spring warmth and flowers blooming, and every inch between his brows makes people miss each other.

So he finally found his way home.

A cramp-like pain swept through his body.

Yu Xiaoque opened her lifeless eyes, staring at the smile on the boy's mouth, only one last thought remained.

Fortunately, it wasn't Brother Yan who was sent in.

"Little bird?" Jiang Yan turned off the TV, held his butt like holding a child, and patted his back lightly, "Don't be afraid anymore, don't be afraid anymore."

Yu Xiaoque kicked her legs as if she had seen some terrible scene, struggling with her hands and feet.

"Go away, go away!"

It was a scream that could be called heart-piercing, and the voice was so shrill that Cheng Yu stopped in shock.

"It's me." Jiang Yan held his face, and Yu Xiaoque bit it down with a groan, and the sharp little canine teeth got stuck in his tiger's mouth.

Yu Xiaoque's small white teeth were hard and sharp, he moved the tip of his tongue, and quickly tasted the smell of iron, but he didn't let go, biting like a wolf cub, his round eyes couldn't hide Live in hatred.

Jiang Yan let out a muffled snort, let him bite, and comforted the out-of-control little madman with a gentle voice, "It's me, I'm Jiang Yan, Xiaoque is not afraid anymore."

When Yu Xiaoque heard Jiang Yan's name, her ears twitched, her teeth loosened slightly, and she lifted her wet face, as if she was trying to identify it carefully.

His trembling little hand gently outlined the arc of Jiang Yan's lips.

again and again.

He suddenly laughed briskly, plunged into Jiang Yan's arms, coquettishly, "Why did you come, you, you are late..."

Yu Xiaoque grabbed his hand and touched her temple, smiling sweetly, but tears kept streaming down the corners of her eyes, "I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything, I'm so good..."

"What?" Something flashed in Jiang Yan's mind, "Didn't you say anything?"

But Yu Xiaoque didn't answer, just buried her head in his neck and rubbed against him, tears wet Jiang Yan's clothes.

He grabbed Jiang Yan's fingers, as if talking about some little secret, his voice was small, and he could not stop sobbing, "I'm sorry."

"Brother Yan."

Jiang Yan paused, the hand stroking his back stopped, his shoulders were heavy, and a soft little head rested on his shoulders.

"Don't say sorry." Jiang Yan caressed his peaceful eyebrows, as if infinitely gentle.

Because it's too late.

After Yu Xiaoque woke up, her brain automatically cleared, and she didn't know what to ask.

With a dazed hair on his face, he just shook his head, thinking that he didn't watch the anime.

He has a big heart, maybe he just doesn't remember Jiang Yan's grudge.

At this moment, he was already happily snoring and munching on ramen, with his small mouth stuffed to the brim.

Jiang Yan stood on the balcony, the dim light of the burning cigarette on his fingertips flickered on and off, he rubbed his wrist, the night wind blew him awake a bit.

Yu Xiaoque noticed his gaze, sat under the light, and smiled beautifully.

As it was then.

Jiang Yan pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty.

How could it really be the same as before.

"Go and check." Jiang Yan paused and closed his eyes, "What happened back then?"

"Why would he..."

As soon as Jiang Yan thought of those three words, his heart felt as if he was bitten by a bug.

"It shouldn't be like this..."

#兴可: Are you still here today?

Did Xiaoque cry today: I won’t go today, there is a very important person celebrating his birthday, I want to accompany him.

Xing Ke frowned and stared at the phone screen.

Meng Nan patted him, "What's the matter, I have suffered a lot and have a deep hatred."

"Xiao Que said that today is the birthday of a very important person." Xing Ke sighed, "Is there someone he likes?"

"Maybe it's family or something." Meng Nan said carelessly, "His family is strictly controlled, so there is no chance to know others."

"Have you met Xiaoque's family?"

"That's not true." Meng Nan said while tidying up the cooking table, "The voice sounds quite young, maybe it's his brother, but Xiao Que seems to hate him."

"It should be good to him, who wouldn't like Xiaoque?"

Fortunately, he stopped talking.

I was scratching my hair not knowing what to do.

Yu Xiaoque got up early in the morning, and ran to the kitchen to get busy, wearing a Pikachu apron around her slender waist, humming cheerful little tunes indiscriminately, and twisting her little buttocks slightly.

"This outfit really suits you." Jiang Yan's smiling voice came from outside the kitchen.

Yu Xiaoque's eyes lit up, she wiped the flour on her apron casually, and ran out bouncingly, "Sir, happy birthday..."

Jiang Yan smiled slightly. He was tall and elegant, wearing an exquisite black suit, and a shiny black and gold ring on his hand showed his nobility. He looked gentle and composed.

Cheng Yu held his arm intimately, the white suit complemented his coolness and elegance, and the silver earring nestled in his left ear radiated light.

Like a pair of lovers.

Yu Xiaoque grabbed the apron awkwardly, feeling inexplicably ashamed.

"Why did you get yourself dirty again?" Jiang Yan went downstairs unhurriedly, wiped the flour off the tip of the cat's nose, and asked softly.

"Hey." Yu Xiaoque raised her head, her big eyes were curved, revealing two small canine teeth, "This is a secret."

"Little fool." Jiang Yan pinched his chin and wiped off the messy flour on his face with a handkerchief.

"Where are you going, sir?" Yu Xiaoque gently tugged at his hem.

The birthday cake isn't ready yet, why is Mr. going out.

"Go to the banquet." Jiang Yan took off the little handle that tied him in and out, "Be good at home."

"I want to go too!" Yu Xiaoque raised her little paw.

"No." Jiang Yan patted the back of his hand and said coldly, "Look at you, are you going out to embarrass me?"

"I also have nice clothes!" Yu Xiaoque groaned.

"The one with the little rabbit ears..." Jiang Yan skillfully tied his head into a small ball, "Or the one with the pig tail?"

The man couldn't help laughing when he said that.

"Stay at home obediently, and be obedient." Jiang Yan squeezed Yu Xiaoque's unconvinced mouth, and suppressed her smile, "You are not allowed to open the door or go out."

"do you understand?"

"Why?" Yu Xiaoque muttered inarticulately.

"There is no reason." Jiang Yan squeezed his little balls and said softly, "You must listen to what I say."

"Ayan." Cheng Yu took two steps forward and reminded in a gentle voice, "It's time for us to go."

Jiang Yan tilted his head and nodded, finally patted Yu Xiaoque's soft head, and once again told him worriedly, "If you're bored, go watch anime and don't sneak out."

Yu Xiaoque reluctantly grabbed the corner of the man's clothes, and said in a soft voice, "Then, Mr. That will come back early tonight."

"Okay." Jiang Yan stretched his eyebrows and smiled.

"I'm waiting for you sir!" Yu Xiaoque was happy now, her eyes were bright, she danced and gestured, "I have a big surprise."

Jiang Yan knew the surprise just by looking at the flour, so Yu Xiaoque foolishly thought that Jiang Yan didn't know.

The man lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Then I'll wait for Xiaoque's surprise."

Yu Xiaoque lay on the window, waving her hands towards the outside, she didn't put her hands down until she could no longer see the shadow of the car, and sat on the bay window feeling lost.

# "Ayan, I'm going to the bathroom." Cheng Yu touched the earring on his left ear and pointed to the bathroom at the corner.

"Go." Jiang Yan nodded and stood where he was, "I'll wait for you."

Watching Cheng Yu's back disappear around the corner, the smile on Jiang Yan's face disappeared instantly.

He leaned against the wall, seemingly in a daze, not knowing what to think of, stroking the red rope, put his fist against his lips, and smiled very gently.

"Ayan."

Chu Rong was wearing a white tube top dress, her long hair was slightly curly, a few strands were messily raised behind her ears, she was wearing light makeup, and delicate pink earrings were hanging on her small earlobes.

He walked slowly towards Jiang Yan.

"Miss Chu." Jiang Yan nodded with a smile, as gentle and courteous as ever.

"You're still so unfamiliar with me." Chu Rong said softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

"We still have to keep the proper distance." Jiang Yan took a small step back.

"Do you have to follow me to this point?" The corners of Chu Rong's mouth froze, and his throat tightened.

"It's never good to be misunderstood."

"Are you canceling the engagement with me just because of that man?" Chu Rong bit her lower lip, her eyes hurt.

Would you have married me without him?

As long as he disappeared.

She thought of Jiang Yan's soft-spoken and considerate attitude, he must like me.

Chu Rong once again affirmed his plan.

No one can feel soft-hearted after seeing such a beautiful and pitiful woman.

However, Jiang Yan's complexion did not change, neither cold nor indifferent, "Miss Chu knows it well."

He neither admitted nor denied it.

"It's for him!" Chu Rong's face turned pale, and she clenched her fists, "You will regret it."

Jiang Yan spread his hands, his eyes were sharp, and he smiled: "It's hard for me not to think about what Miss Chu said."

Chu Rong bowed her head in silence, clutched her handbag, and left with her high heels.

Jiang Yan looked at her back, couldn't find any warmth between his eyebrows, he snorted slightly, "Stupid woman."

The curvature of his mouth disappeared little by little after he took out his phone.

It was replaced by a haze that was so thick that it could not be dispelled.

Little Canary: Eighteen missed calls.

This was followed by a message from an unknown phone number.