31.Chapter 31

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date="2020-11-26"

title="31.Chapter 31"

weight="106425"

series = ["Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms"]

mode = "manual"

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Not only was Yu Fu unhappy that night, Shinwan Tenji was also unhappy.

He wriggled hard on the deck sofa, urn sounded, "I think your act of tying up the living Buddha is too much, do you still have a little basic respect for the Buddha?"

Li Hu clasped her hands together, with a compassionate face. Wearing a low-cut tight mini skirt, she looked like an immaculate white lotus: "Amitabha Buddha, look at us, the benefactor, the old man of Zhou and the Northern Wei Dynasty destroying the Buddha, Feng Si rebelled against heaven, old The third is zombie repair. I am a nine-tailed fox demon. Even Yu Fu smokes and drinks six roots, and if he takes the time to fight with a little relative, how do you think we respect you?"

Vice Yu said angrily: "I didn't go on a blind date!"

"..." Shinwan Tenji struggled to call for help: "ma ma! ma ma, help me--!"

"You Mama and your Baba went home happy." Li Hu said lovingly, "By the way, Feng Sizhen is not your mother, but the mother's love was so full that he picked you back and fed you for a few days, the Tibetan lamas I will return you when I send someone to ask for it-the milk powder is still purchased from Australia. I love him for three stages in US dollars."

Shinwan Tenji said angrily, "Don't plant hard and wide at this time!" He twisted and tried to get out of the rope.

It's a pity that a seventeen-year-old little living Buddha can't resist the demon power of the nine-tailed fox rope for three thousand years. Shinwan Tenji can only lie down on the sofa, mourning his true love that was suppressed by the power before it even started. Li Hu turned around and cast a wink at Yu Fu who was sitting on the side drinking sullenly, and said triumphantly: "Well, let me just say that I'm on your middle-aged uncle's side. Remember to praise me to Mr. Zhou. what."

Yu Jingzhong couldn't laugh or cry: "I really didn't go on a blind date and fight..."

"It doesn't matter if you think about it in your heart. Besides, as a 30-year-old mature uncle, it's okay to occasionally shoot a gun." Li Hu sharply said: "Long-term life without x is easy to get prostatitis, do you want prostatitis? If you get a disease for humans, you will die."

"I don't think there is any direct connection between being clean and self-conscious and dying of illness..."

"You're dead, Zhou Hui won't stay in Guoan again. Zhou Hui won't be in Feng Si or Feng Si. If both of them leave, the second, third and fifth and I will also leave." Li Hu said: " In this way, the country is far inferior to the little devils and little sticks in the power of the dark war, so for the sake of national security, you still go to make an appointment occasionally. Huh? Right, brother Yan?"

Yan Lanyu didn't answer, sitting on the edge drinking water.

Yu Fu looked desperately at Li Hu and Yan Lanyu, and seemed to want to say something, but Jiuweihu did not give him a chance.

"Oh wait, I forgot that you still have a'scavenger'." Li Hu blinked slyly, and said, "Although the scavenger has a more withdrawn temper, he is much more reliable than the boss Zhou, who has a fluke from time to time. He helped to finish the birthing incident in H city and the last national security turmoil. Boss Zhou also said that if the scavenger can grow up like this, there will be no problem in sweeping Southeast Asia alone."

"I want to explain..."

"Speaking of it, thanks to you rushing to rescue the scavenger from prison before the death penalty, otherwise, how can you find such a loyal subordinate. Hey, in fact, he is good at everything, but his personality is a little too withdrawn. I have never I have heard him speak to people other than you. Back then, I thought he was dumb..."

Yan Lanyu stood up and apologized: "I'll go to the bathroom."

Fu Yu put down his wine glass in a hurry: "I will go with you—"

"Walk around the dance floor and go forward through the end of the corridor," Li Hu pointed out enthusiastically.

Yan Lanyu nodded, walked around Yu Jingzhong out of the deck, disappeared into the bustling dance floor in a flash.

Yu Jingzhong sat down very depressed, lit a cigarette and asked Li Hu: "What the hell do you want to do? He is sensitive, don't you know it!" He said that he kicked the little living Buddha who almost fell off the sofa when he was twisted. go back.

"Psychological sensitivity and endurance are two different things..." Li Hu smiled and picked up the bottle of whiskey left by Zhou Hui, and placed it in the glass in front of him. Without waiting for the other party to answer, he suddenly changed the subject: "--but, Today I finally understand Feng Si a little bit."

"what?"

Li Hu smiled without saying a word, and put the wine glass in front of the deputy.

She remembered that when she was a little fox, she had a poisonous stinger that year, lying under the tree, looking at the dark and poisonous sky above the forest, shivering and making a weak cry. As time passed by, its body temperature became lower and lower, its cry became less and lesser, and its sight gradually blurred due to the gradual loss of life; just as death was approaching, it was suddenly embraced by a pair of warm hands. .

It tried its best to open its eyes, and saw a pair of soft, low-hanging eyes in the dimness.

Many years later, the nine-tailed fox, who has cultivated to become the top monster of the animal path, wondered countless times. How did the high Phoenix King notice that he was crying and waiting for death under a tree, and what kind of mood he stopped. , Took a sordid, dirty little demon fox into his arms.

It does not know.

But when it saw Yan Lanyu sitting there drinking water quietly, it suddenly felt a little bit of the feeling of the year.

It should be that kind of indescribable mood.

"Amitabha Buddha, little beauty, the poor demon can only help you get here..." Li Hu watched Yu Fu raised his head and drank the whiskey, thinking with emotion in his heart.

Yan Lanyu washed her face, turned off the faucet, and wiped her face with two tissues.

He opened his eyes and saw a man behind him in the bathroom mirror, wiping his hands while staring at him with bright eyes.

"Sorry," the man saw Yan Lanyu's gaze in the mirror and smiled: "When you came in just now, I thought you put on makeup, at least with foundation, so watching you wash your face...well, just curious."

"It's okay." Yan Lanyu put down the tissue and walked out.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly turned around to block his footsteps, and smiled: "Um, what is your name? How about I buy you a drink?"

——This man is actually not ugly. He is in his thirties. He is quite tall, dressed well and can't see the brand, but he carries a watch that is famous for being expensive. Yan Lanyu looked down and noticed his clean nails and spotless leather shoes.

This type of man has a high rate of success in chatting up in bars, both for men and women.

"No, I don't drink."

"Then go for a cup of tea, I know there is a very famous teahouse nearby..."

"I came with a friend," Yan Lanyu declined, and walked around the man. However, after walking two steps, he stopped again and said, "Sir, there is someone behind you, be careful."

The man was horrified, but when he turned around, Yan Lanyu pointed behind his back. What he couldn't see was a blood-stained face sticking out silently behind him, his resentful gaze jumped over his shoulder, and he stared coldly at the young Onmyoji.

Yan Lanyu didn't care, turned and walked out of the bathroom.

Yan Xiaomei returned to her seat and was immediately shocked.

"He only drank two glasses..." For some reason, Li Hu's expression was a little subtle, as if trying to hide some unknown guilty conscience: "I was only going to give him a drink, who knew Tiansi just now When I fell off the sofa, I beat him a few times. When I turned around, I saw Yu Fu drank the entire bottom of the bottle..."

Yu Fu fell on the sofa, his face flushed, and was unconscious. Yan Lanyu tried to help, but the drunk man was terribly heavy. Yan Lanyu stood on the side a little troubled, ignoring Shinwan Tenji who was constantly twisting ("Leave him alone! What is good about the middle-aged uncle! Come and save me, true love!"), and asked Li Hu: "Can you help me move him to the car?"

"Call Zhang Shun, I am a delicate girl." Li Hu kicked Zhang Shun, who was about to hatch a bird on his boring head. Hearing this, he pulled Yu Jingzhong up and said, "Humph!" He half-carried him on his shoulders: "I'm really good at rubbing this guy... Can you drive? Or call a taxi for you two?"

"It's okay, I will drive." Yan Lanyu said, waving politely to Li Hu and Shinwan Tenji: "Then let's go first, see you later."

"Go home and give him cold water!" Li Hu chased behind him with anxiety and exhorted, "It's not cold! The shower water is good for your health!"

Yan Lanyu waved her hand to indicate that she knew, and together with Zhang Shun carried Yu Jingzhong out of the bar, and stuffed it into Yu Fu's specially modified second-hand Big Ben.

After all, it was a life-and-death relationship. Zhang Shun was more concerned. Seeing Yan Lanyu got into the car and making a fire, he still asked a little worried: "You really know how to drive? Should I send you back and take a taxi back? Come on."

"I really know how to open it, do you all treat me as a flower that can't eat fireworks?" Yan Lanyu smiled, "I can still do software engineering, I can't think of it."

Zhang Shun was taken aback, and saw Yan Lanyu reversing and spinning skillfully, waved from the car window, and drove into the flood of flashing lights on Bar Street at night.

"...Just kidding," Zhang Ershao's mouth twitched.

Yan Lanyu stopped in front of the red light, and fell into the side-view mirror inadvertently, stunned.

I saw outside the back door of the bar, the man who had just approached him in the bathroom was walking out with his arms around a teenager. The young man had dyed his hair, was very dusty, and was exposedly dressed and drunk. He didn't know how much alcohol he had been drunk.

Yan Lanyu hesitated slightly.

But at this time the green light came on, and the car behind honked the horn, so he had to step on the accelerator and drive away.

The flow of traffic in Beijing at night is not covered, it was blocked all the way, and it took almost an hour to get home. Yan Lanyu parked the car in the apartment building, turned off the engine, and changed hands to help Yu Jingzhong in the passenger seat.

However, Yu Fu seemed to wake up in a daze, muttering: "...who?"

"Got home."

Yu Jingzhong did not speak for a while, nor moved. Yan Lanyu stretched out his hand again to help, but only to see Yu Fu suddenly opened his eyes, looking at him irritably, bloodshot eyes faintly.

Yan Lanyu frowned slightly, got out of the car and opened the co-pilot's door, and asked, "Can you get off by yourself?"

Yu Jingzhong tilted his head and looked at him, as if thinking carefully about something. After a long while, he held the car door and staggered down. He almost staggered when he landed and was caught by Yan Lanyu.

"……Ok?"

Yan Lanyu was a little startled.

In his early years, Yu Jingzhong was an expatriate agent-that was really the top of the agents, not to mention all outstanding in every aspect, but also very comprehensive and outstanding, without shortcomings. In terms of physical fitness, he is much better than the average person. Although it is not obvious when wearing clothes, the muscle fibers are very, very tight and solid, especially in the area of ​​the back and arms, there is almost no fat.

Generally speaking, such a person is sturdy, but it doesn’t look too stubborn.

However, at this time, as soon as Yan Lanyu helped him, he could feel that his body temperature was extremely high under the clothes, and his muscles were very tight, even a little stone-like feeling.

...It's okay, he thought to himself, didn't the nine-tailed fox put anything inexplicable in the wine, right?

"Who are you?" Yu Jingzhong stumbled a few steps before suddenly asking hoarsely.

"Passerby." Yan Lanyu said casually, helping him walk to the elevator, and just pressing the button, he was suddenly pushed hard by Yu Jingzhong: "...Go away!"

Unprepared by this push, Yan Lanyu almost didn't fall to the ground. Fortunately, she leaned against the wall after a few steps. Without recovering, she only saw Yu Jingzhong still panting and shouting: "Go away! You go away!"

The elevator door dinged open in the next second, and Yu Fu immediately fell into it.

"..." Yan Lanyu's mouth twitched, pressing her shoulders and slowly walking into the elevator, only to see that Yu Jingzhong had staggered and got up, rubbing his head against the elevator wall. Under the light, the parts of the man's body exposed to his clothes began to turn red, especially the neck and behind the ears. If the weather is a little colder, it is estimated that it will already be steaming by this time, and he looks a bit malevolent.

This is too unusual.

Yu Fu is the kind of man who is determined inside but very fleshy on the outside. Whether you say that he is chivalrous and tender, or that he is useless, in short, he is the kind of person who will deliberately circle around when he sees dead birds while driving on the road.

His power is not on the surface, it is hidden in the heart. This kind of person should not radiate too much oppression.

The elevator rose slowly, stopped at the designated floor, and opened again with a ding sound. Yu Jingzhong walked out staggeringly, seeming to look a little blankly left and right. It took a long while to barely recognize that his door was the one on the left, he helped the wall to walk over, and began to take the key in his pants pocket.

However, the bottom of Li Hu's whiskey bottle was so powerful that Yu Jingzhong was so drunk that he couldn't get it out after touching the key for a long time. After several minutes, Yan Lanyu finally couldn't help it, stepped forward and touched the key in his trouser pocket. The moment he was about to take it out, he suddenly stiffened.

He was really short-circuited this time, but reality didn't give him much time to react.

Yu Jingzhong caught him, his eyes lost but full of anger, and shouted: "Why are you still here?"

Yan Lanyu's first reaction was: Where can I... go?

But then he was grabbed by Yu Jingzhong's arm, and the forceful force made him instantly feel that his elbow might be pulled and dislocated: "Yu...Yu Jingzhong!"

Yu Jingzhong turned a deaf ear. He held the key in the other hand and faced the keyhole. It took him a long time before he went there, opened the door with a click, and then pushed Yan Lanyu in indiscriminately!

Yan Lanyu fell silently on the carpet.

The carpet was thick and he didn't feel any pain, but in the darkness he heard the door closing. Yan Lanyu turned over and sat on the ground, only to see Yu Jingzhong staggering to his knees and grabbing his shoulders.

The next second a breath of alcohol and tobacco sprayed around his neck, followed by a hot and urgent kiss.

Yan Lanyu's expression was a little startled, he didn't know how to react.

Should obey or resist, or pretend not to know?

"Don't move, don't move..." Yu Jingzhong's voice was hoarse and unconscious, and he tore at his clothes indiscriminately. Yan Lanyu felt a trace of regret in the chaos. I wonder if an old man who lives alone will have a sewing box at home. If not, what should I do? New clothes won’t have to be thrown away, right?

Or just find a corner and stuff it in, pretending that nothing happened?

He didn't know how he was distracted thinking about this, he was suddenly pressed down when he was in a trance, lying on his back on the carpet, Yu Jingzhong propped up his upper body and looked at him.

The two looked at each other for a long time. There was no light in the living room and it was dim. Only the light from the street lamp outside the window was reflected from the floor-to-ceiling windows. Farther away, there was the sound of vehicles roaring when passing by.

"..." Yan Lanyu finally reached out her hand and pressed Yu Jingzhong's neck towards herself.

While breathing entangled, he slowly pressed a kiss on the man's lips.

For Yu Jingzhong, the situation after waking up the next morning seemed very complicated.

He opened his eyes on the messy bed, and his eyes stabbed with the sunlight. He closed his eyes, rubbed his temples and sat up, feeling that the headache caused by the hangover tortured every nerve like a saw.

What happened last night?

Oh, yes, went to the bar to check out the guy who escaped from Zhou Hui. was drunk by Li Hu and fell into the bar booth, unconscious...

How did you come back later?

Yu Jingzhong opened his eyes and took a breath. The next second he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He turned his head back, because his neck was too stiff, so that this simple movement seemed like a frame by frame in a movie.

There is another person on the bed.

——Yan Lanyu.

The young man was asleep in the morning light, with his soft black hair scattered on the snow-white pillow, and he knew that the body under the messy bedding was just like him. Even more shocking is that there are red or purple marks on Yan Lanyu’s neck, chest, and even a section of her back skin. Most of them are blood spots, which are especially obvious on fair to transparent skin, and some have started. Pan green.

Yu Jingzhong sat for several minutes, nothing in his head.

After a while, he finally plucked up the courage to open the quilt, took a look inside, then immediately closed it, and got out of bed.

He trembled and started looking for clothes-scattered clothes stretched from the living room all the way to the door of the bedroom. After looking through it for a long time, he couldn't find the top. So he found a set of trousers in a hurry, just so naked. He slipped out of the bedroom like a thief and closed the door in the study at the other end of the corridor.

After confirming that the movement could not be transmitted to the bedroom, he grabbed the phone and dialed Zhou Hui's number.

At the same time, in a duplex apartment in the neighbourhood, Chu He was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows holding a coffee and heard Zhou Hui's cell phone ringing on the dining table.

Zhou Hui was taking a shower in the bathroom, his high singing voice was mixed with the sound of water-today is the opera Turandot. If he went to the 33rd heaven and held a solo concert, he might incur a peacock swallowing a Buddha, but Chu He's temperament had been smoothed out in his marriage life for thousands of years. He didn't change his expression in Magic Yin's ears, picked up the phone to connect, and calmly said: "Hello?"

Yu Jingzhong's voice sounded very strange: "Where is Zhou Hui?"

"Take a bath. What's wrong?"

Ten minutes later, Zhou Hui walked out of the bathroom while wiping his hair, and saw Chu He sitting at the breakfast table, while buttering the bread, he was smiling.

Zhou Hui thought he was wrong, so he suddenly stopped and took a look carefully, and said in a strange way: "...what's wrong?"

"Fu Yu called you just now."

"...Huh?"

"Nothing," Chu He smiled and blinked at him, and said, "I just told him that there is no such thing as a time machine in the world."