Chen Jin, who was rescued, lost his body temperature so quickly that he couldn't even speak well.

The yacht returned at full speed, and first escorted Chen Jin, who was shivering with cold, to the Never-ending independent hospital.

When the crowd dispersed, the captain went back to the cabin to do the finishing work, but suddenly found Lin Shuangxuan lying in a corner in a daze.

Before he could ask, Lin Shuangxuan had already raised his head. With his usual expression, he stood up while supporting the wine cabinet next to him.

He bowed to the captain and said, "Then I'm leaving, thank you for your hard work."

"Ah? Ah... No hard work, no hard work, it should be."

The captain thought he was drunk, but after hearing Lin Shuangyou's calm and steady speech, he felt very sober again, so he said, "Young master, go slowly."

Lin Shuangxuan slowly got off the boat with the empty wine bottle in his arms.

Walking on the pontoon, feeling shaking around, Lin Shuangxiu became nervous, and the bottle in his hand fell into the water.

He stood there blankly for a while, then suddenly bowed deeply to the rubbish he had made.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Lin Shuangxuan was drunk.

Yuan Bozhu's first reaction when he saw Lin Shuangxuan was that he thought he was wrong.

It's not that Lin Shuangxuan can't appear in Never-ending.

He just thought it was too coincidental.

It was so coincidental that it seemed that someone deliberately arranged for me to run into this person today.

In fact, Yuan Bozhu had already seen that figure just now, coming from a distance from the yacht harbor.

The person who "looks like" Lin Shuanghuan walked two steps back three steps, lowered his head, bent his waist deeply, leaned on the wall with his hands, and walked stumblingly.

He looked like a drunk, which did not match the image of their campus male god in Qiancheng No. 1 Middle School.

But by coincidence, Lin Shuanghuan was walking in his direction. Yuan Bozhu was going to the connection point, and Lin Shuanghuan happened to intersect with Lin Shuanghuan on the side road.

Lin Shuanghuan suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell forward, Yuan Bozhu reached out to catch him.

This feeling is very strange.

It's like stepping into a strange circle, meeting someone who hasn't met in the same school for two years, but bumps into him twice in one day.

There are many unexpected things happening, which is a dangerous signal for Yuan Bozhu.

It may mean that everything that follows is out of his control.

After he stabilized Lin Shuangxuan, he let go.

I was worried that Lin Shuangxuan would come to greet him with his school appearance.

Yuan Bozhu doesn't like to socialize, especially Lin Shuanghuan, who is good at speaking well, but doesn't really care about it.

As a result, Lin Shuangxuan had no intention of talking to him, and sat down on the ground the moment he let go.

Yuan Bozhu was startled, and subconsciously went to grab Lin Shuangyou, but his hand stopped in mid-air.

In the end, took it back and didn't help it.

It was obvious that Lin Shuangxuan was drunk, with a faint smell of alcohol on his body, empty and dull eyes, and an unbalanced body.

He needs help.

Yuan Bozhu was silent for a while, from his angle, he could just see a small twist on the top of Lin Shuangxuan's hair.

Inexplicably, Yuan Bozhu thought about this furry feeling.

But soon, he averted his gaze.

Yuan Bozhu decided not to.

It's not that he's cold and heartless.

However, the best way Yuan Bozhu could think of to help Lin Shuangxuan was to call the Never-ending staff.

They treat the guests who enter here with great care and attention to detail.

They are more suitable for meddling than Yuan Bozhu.

The connection point is very close, and Yuan Bozhu can see the car after walking more than ten meters.

But there are no staff around for the time being. It is estimated that they are patrolling at night and should be back within a few minutes.

Yuan Bozhu looked back.

The drunk Lin Shuangxuan still obediently stayed where he was and did not follow.

But the posture has changed from sitting slumped to squatting with knees hugged.

Like a lost child, waiting for lost and found.

Yuan Bozhu didn't turn around to lead the man away.

He is not Lin Shuanghuan's owner.

...

"Hey, little brother, why are you sitting here alone?... Hey, Lao Zhang, take a look, is this guy drunk?"

Just as Yuan Bozhu was looking for the staff, a man's voice came from behind.

It was the two people who came out of the hot spring pool just now.

Yuan Bozhu's face remained unchanged, and his pace slowed down.

"It seems that there are relatively few sentry boxes around here, and the service personnel may not have patrolled here. I will call the Never-ending hotel first."

"Hey, hey, what else do you want to contact? Contact, this... the one you found is mine. Why don't you understand me?"

The person who spoke was probably drunk, he was very courageous, he refused to listen to persuasion, and insisted on talking to Lin Shuangxiu on the ground:

"Little handsome boy, will you go back to bed with me? It's so cold, let's go back to the room... If you don't speak, I will assume that you agree."

"Don't be like this, who are the people who come to Never-ending, how dare you mess around? Old Liu, did you hear that, let go quickly."

"What are you afraid of? He got drunk himself, and I didn't drink it."

While the man was talking, he had already pulled Lin Shuangxiu up from the ground.

Seeing Lin Shuangxuan's face, he widened his eyes as if he had found a treasure, and said in surprise, "Fuck, I've earned my blood this night."

However, before he could wrap his arms around that slender waist, he suddenly felt that his hands were empty——

Someone snatched the treasure he picked up.

"Who the hell?"

The man came back to his senses, and stared ferociously at the boy in a student uniform who suddenly appeared in front of him, "Little brother, what do you mean, do you understand that first come first come first?"

Yuan Bozhu glanced at him, but didn't speak.

He directly picked up Lin Shuangxuan by the waist, turned around and left.

"Fuck!" The man behind him didn't want to hold back, and grabbed Yuan Bozhu's shoulder with his hands.

Yuan Bozhu kept walking.

With one shoulder slightly turned back, the voice was low and deep: "Get out."

The man's friend Ben came forward to pull him, but he didn't want to let him do something embarrassing.

But before he could catch up, he suddenly saw the man flying backward three meters away.

It fell to the ground with a bang, and then there was no sound.

The shuttle bus drove neither fast nor slow, and other people got on during the period, but got off soon.

The Never-ending neighborhood is brightly lit at night, but few people walk on the road.

They have many pastimes.

Only Yuan Bozhu and Lin Shuangxuan sat in the last row.

He still helped out and took care of the business.

The night wind is slightly cold.

After blowing for a while, Lin Shuangxuan's wine seemed to wake up a little.From the drowsy state, he suddenly sat up.

But not fully awake.

The reason why Yuan Bozhu felt this way was because Lin Shuangxuan was a little restless.

There were no doors on both sides of the shuttle bus, so Lin Shuangxuan had to sit on the far side.

His eyes were fixed on the rapidly retreating road, and his head slowly lowered.

It was about to fall off the car.

Yuan Bozhu reached out, grabbed his clothes, and brought him back.

But after a while, Lin Shuangxiu started to stare at the ground again, and gradually began to bend down again.

Planted again.

Yuan Bozhu went to arrest him again.

After repeating this several times, Yuan Bozhu was not impatient, but Lin Shuangxuan became angry.

He bit his lip, with red eyes, he raised his head and glared at Yuan Bozhu.

A pair of round and bright eyes locked onto Yuan Bozhu precisely, and could stare out a puddle of water.

Yuan Bozhu also looked at him, raised his eyebrows, and asked silently: "?"

The drunk Lin Shuanghuan was not as polite as before.He approached Yuan Bozhu and said coldly:

"Don't pull, my clothes."

Seeing his face that suddenly came up to him, the magnified and exquisite facial features covered his eyes, Yuan Mo subconsciously leaned back.

Fortunately, Lin Shuangxuan backed away after finishing his harsh words, adjusted his clothes slowly and carefully, and turned around again.

Yuan Bozhu let out a sigh of relief.

But this time Lin Shuangxiu stopped staring at the road.

He turned around and was about to jump out of the car.

Yuan Bozhu's eyebrows twitched violently following Lin Shuangxuan's movement, and managed to bring him back before Lin Shuangxuan flew out.

Lin Shuangxuan, who sat back in the car again, was completely furious.

His first reaction was not to push Yuan Bozhu away, but to rush forward.

Grabbing Yuan Bozhu's arm, he couldn't help but bite down hard.

"..." Yuan Bozhu didn't move.

It's not that it doesn't hurt, Lin Shuanghuan's little canine teeth are quite sharp.

The main reason is that Yuan Bozhu was afraid of his conditioned reflex, and if he knocked his jaw off with a wave of his hand, or threw him ten meters away, it would be a big deal.

So he restrained himself a little.

"Let go."

"..." Lin Shuangxuan didn't listen, and ground his teeth with his tight muscles.

Yuan Bozhu wasn't exactly good-natured either.

It still takes a little emotion to make people bite inexplicably.

He couldn't wait for Lin Shuanghuan to let go, so he raised his hand, and quickly and accurately tapped Lin Shuanghuan's Yamen acupoint gently and gently.

Acupuncture, an ancient and practical means of subduing, is faster than kneading formulas.

However, considering that Lin Shuangxuan was just an ordinary person with a mortal body, Yuan Bozhu did not exert any cultivation aura.

Simply pressing acupoints has limited effect, and can only temporarily paralyze the nerves, making the muscles weak and the whole body soft, but not completely immobile.

If Lin Shuangxuan still wanted to bite someone, he would be able to open his mouth.

But it doesn't hurt to bite.

As a result, the drunken maniac withered, his head drooped and nestled on the seat, very obedient.

Yuan Bozhu withdrew his gaze and ignored the drunk.

He took out his phone to check the time, frowned, and then put the phone back.

too late.

There have been too many unplanned things today, and it should be over.

Yuan Bozhu decided to ask the Never-ending staff to arrange Lin Shuangxuan's accommodation for tonight.

Otherwise he would have to shoulder the burden of sending people home.

It's not that Yuan Bozhu couldn't do this, but that it wasn't necessary.

Things that are not necessary are always avoided if they can be avoided.

In the end, before he could stop the shuttle bus, Lin Shuangxuan started to toss again.

This man's drunkenness was actually divided into different stages.

At first, he was paralyzed by the side of the road in a daze.

Then it is full of aggression towards the surroundings.

Now, he started talking to someone.

Lin Shuangxuan raised his hand and poked Yuan Bozhu's arm: "Hey..."

Yuan Bozhu turned to look at him.

Before Lin Shuanghuan could say anything, he suddenly fell towards him.

Yuan Bozhu was startled, subconsciously stretched out two fingers, pressed against Lin Shuanghuan's head, and pushed him away.

But Yuan Bozhu forgot one thing...

He tapped Lin Shuangxuan's acupuncture points, and now this person has almost no strength.

Once you lose your balance, you will fall to the side as a whole.

Seeing that Lin Shuangxuan was about to fall off the car, Yuan Bozhu had quick eyes and quick hands, so he had to fish him back again.

Lin Shuangxuan's forehead hit his chest with a muffled sound.

……So complicated.

Such an idea popped into Yuan Bozhu's mind.

He is not good at taking care of drunks, not to mention, he has no obligation to take care of them.

Lin Shuangxuan arched twice in his arms, it must be uncomfortable, Yuan Bozhu could only relieve his acupoints.

The next moment, Lin Shuangxuan regained his strength and sat up with his hands supporting his thighs.

The two looked at each other.

Lin Shuangxuan suddenly asked without beginning or end: "Does it look good?"

"...Huh?" Yuan Bozhu was puzzled.

"Clothes, new ones."

In the middle of Lin Shuangxuan's speech, he suddenly lowered his head and patted his collar, which was not stained with dust.

Then he looked at Yuan Bozhu, and asked persistently and cautiously, "I wear it, does it look good?"

To be honest, Yuan Bozhu didn't want to answer such meaningless and childish questions.

But Lin Shuangxuan kept asking, repeatedly, like a repeater.

"Is it good-looking? Is it good-looking?"

"Today, I wore it for the first time."

"Look, look. Huh?"

Yuan Bozhu raised his forehead, glanced aside, glanced at the nearby buildings, and found that the Never-ending hotel was not far away.

He straightened up again, and this time he must ask the driver to stop here, and then let the Never-ending people go to settle Lin Shuangxiu.

But Lin Shuangxuan didn't give him a chance.

Just as Yuan Bozhu uttered the syllable "stop", Lin Shuangxuan suddenly stretched out his hand from the side, held Yuan Bozhu's face in his arms, pulled it towards him, and asked forcefully:

"It's not good-looking...? Isn't it, it's not good-looking?"

This amount of strength is of course nothing to Yuan Bozhu.He pushed Lin Shuangxuan's hand away expressionlessly.

Lin Shuangxuan still wanted to grab his ears, but Yuan Bozhu clamped his restless thin wrists with one hand.

Lin Shuangxiu couldn't move.

But suddenly he began to cry.

Yuan Bozhu had never seen anyone shed tears so quickly.

Before he even figured out what was worth crying for, Lin Shuangxuan's tears had already formed a thread.

He thought it was because he was too strong and scratched this delicate person.Let go immediately.

"Then, I don't want it, wear it..."

Lin Shuangxuan cried quietly, not forgetting to announce his decision, "Throw it away."

After speaking, he began to undress.

The two buttons were unbuttoned, and Yuan Bozhu's eyebrows twitched again.

He immediately held down Lin Shuangxuan's movements.

"It looks good." Yuan Bozhu looked at him.

"Ah." Lin Shuangxuan shouted, "Looks good?"

"nice."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Shuangxuan yelled again, and Yuan Bozhu said softly, "Quiet."

"I look good!"

"Hush..."

"Then I'll wear it for my birthday."

Lin Shuangxuan squinted his eyes, as if thinking of something happy, covered his mouth and laughed secretly, "Eat cake, receive presents, me too, celebrate birthday..."

Yuan Bozhu let him talk to himself, and it was hard to ignore Lin Shuanghuan's open neckline from the corner of his eye.

He suddenly reached out and buttoned Lin Shuangxuan.

He even buckled two more, which directly covered Lin Shuanghuan's white neck and collarbone.

After buckling, Lin Shuangxuan also finished talking to himself.

In the next second, he fell into Yuan Bozhu's arms.

I fell asleep suddenly.

The author has something to say:

"Irresponsible Little Theater"

Lin Shuangxuan (deliberately taking off the button, revealing the beautiful collarbone, showing the charm of a handsome guy): This must not fascinate him.

Yuan Bozhu (keep your eyes straight and face expressionless and don't appreciate it): Turn on the air conditioner when it's hot.