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"Was there a noise over there just now?"
Mao Jixiang pinched his watch and found that more than ten minutes had passed.
Even when he was on the run, he didn't forget to wear his beloved hoodie, and the big black hat covered his head. When the wind blew for a while, Bai Yu raised his hand to help him press the hat down, and finally, put it directly on top of his head to press the hat for him.
When Mao Jixiang came to his senses, he didn't know how long the man had been pressing him like this.
"Brother." He looked up at him.
Bai Yu said: "En."
Looking at it from his perspective, Mao Jixiang's eyes seemed to be filled with shiny starlight, scattered in pieces in his black eyes.
As soon as the surroundings were pitch black, the brightness of the fire gradually dimmed, but Mao Jixiang felt that the white thighs were glowing all over.
He has known this person for too long.
If his life of "Mao Jixiang" started from the moment he came in then Bai Yu almost carried out his entire life.
Ever since they met on the rooftop, he has held onto this thigh and never let go.
The thigh has taken him to many places, although every time he fails in a mission, he rushes over to seek cover. From home to abroad, he has been to the Eiffel Tower, which only appeared in dreams before, passing through Keukenhof Gardens, Skaftfi, the Blue Hole of Zakynthos Island, and all the way to Petra, the ancient city of Jordan.
Exquisite, and rough, from European castles to slum towns.
——You are the most beautiful scenery in my life.
He had studied various romance novels and forgot what he had learned from that book, but at this time he wanted to put it on White thighs
Bai Yu moved his hand down from the hat as if he had noticed something in his eyes. He gently helped Bai Yu's face and repeated it again, as if to answer, as if to encourage: "En.”
So, in this atmosphere that is extremely suitable for a shot, Mao Jixiang softly uttered a sentence: "Brother..."
Bai Yu's voice was indulgent and calm: "En?"
"We can sit with our backs so that we don't go against the wind.”
... and the hat won't be blown off by the wind all the time.
Bai Yu let go of his hand, not knowing why Mao Jixiang saw something in his eyes that he hate iron for not becoming steel
(⊙v⊙) Well, he must be dazzled. After all, his idea is so clever.
Mao Jixiang turned his head and looked for an ally to relieve his loneliness: "Qiqi, thirteen minutes have passed. No matter who stabs the other, there should be a victory, right?"
Although he said that he gave Tang Yutian the life-saving item, Qin Yi was still worried. His fingers trembled slightly, and he reminded in a deep voice: "Mr Mao."
Mao Jixiang immediately closed his mouth: "I'm sorry."
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but there is one sentence he still has to ask: "Are you and Tang Yutian getting along with each other?"
...
"Is it the kind of romantic relationship between men and men?"
"It's nothing," Qin Yi said, "Where did you hear it."
My Mao Jixiang's sixth sense!
However, before he could continue to ask, the man suspected of being together with his ally came back with a lump of stuff.
Qin Yi put Mao Jixiang's question behind him, and hurriedly got up, his eyes were on the dishevelled 'Tang Ranzhi‘ dragging behind Tang Yutian.
Qin Yi stepped forward: "What... what's going on?"
'Tang Ranzhi’ had a blue nose and swollen face, and his whole body was bruised.
Did Tang Yutian fight?
Mao Jixiang leaned his head over: “I just said, I heard a sound, and when I heard the sound, I knew it must be a violent incident.”
Tang Yutian asked Hong Bao to take Qin Yi away lest the scene become more bloody later, and he couldn't bear it.
Hong Bao pulled this little Mr Su tightly: "Well, why don't you go there, so as not to distract Mr Tang."
"Mr Hong, I'm a little worried."
"What are you worried about? I beg you. Mr Tang doesn't usually beat people with his own hands. I want to learn a few more tricks from the side, huh."
"..."
This is the truth. Tang Yutian hadn't beaten anyone with his own hands for at least a year. At this moment, he first kicked the fake on the ground with his toes: “Silent.”
Since there were twelve of them, and there were too many of them, they were divided into two small circles, and each of them warmed up by the fire.
Wang Jiaye and the others were relatively far away from the ground. Even if they heard any noises here, they just pretended that they didn't hear or see anything.
Tang Yutian's affairs were beyond their control.
"I'm really...Tang Ranzhi's brother..."
The man with the same face as Tang Ranzhi coughed up blood as he spoke. He coughed for a long time before he finally recovered.
“Look, we look exactly the same."As he said, he bent his knees and sat on the ground, lowered his head and smiled strangely, then raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, “It's just that the one who was thrown away was me, not him."
Tang Yutian punched directly, his movements were concise and powerful, and it hurt just looking at it.
The prosthesis on the nose of "Tang Ranzhi's brother" instantly tilted.
“The chin is padded, at least five injections of hyaluronic acid have been given to the face, the double eyelids have been cut for a year, the cheekbones have undergone bone-cutting surgery, and the lips have been plumped."Tang Yutian smiled slightly, but with indescribable coldness, “Who gave you the courage to lie in front of me with such a fake face?"
Facing these accusations, the man sitting on the ground with a crooked prosthesis laughed pervertedly and fanatically: "I did all this because I love you."
"..."
“Tang Yutian, I want to get you, so I want to eradicate all the people around you one by one.”
One word was clearly written on Tang Yutian's face: Damn.
Where did this idiot come out from?
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