When he spoke, his back molars clenched, "You really dare to think about it, and you are looking for clues yourself, why don't you go to heaven?"
Huang Dan said, "You worry about me."
Qi Feng snorted sarcastically, "Am I full?"
Huang Dan frowned and put his hand on the man's wrist, "Don't scratch my hair, it hurts."
Qi Feng stared for a while, "Don't change the subject, what else did you check? When did it start?"
He suddenly got angry and roared, "Cāo, don't tell me, when you approached me from the beginning, your motives were impure, you were using me."
Huang Dan thought about it and acquiesced.
Qi Feng's chest was swallowed by an unknown fire, and the strength in his hands increased, forcing the young man to raise his head, "What about you?"
Huang Dan was about to cry in pain, "You lower your head."
Qi Feng thought to himself, who the hell are you, dare to order me, but when he reacted, he had already lowered his head.
It's not right, it's so weird.
Huang Dan stroked the man's hair and wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose. There was a cry in his voice, "Be quiet, my parents are downstairs, they will hear you."
Qi Feng saw himself in the eyes of the young man, it was amazing.
The next moment, he grabbed the young man's hand.
Chapter 62
The hand was grabbed by the man, the temperature was hot and the touch was rough, Huang Dan obediently raised his head without struggling.
Qi Feng's breath slapped the dust one by one, thick and heavy. He was sweating, and the palm of his hand was soaked with sweat.
Huang Dan repeated what he said before, "Don't scratch my hair, it hurts."
Hearing the suppressed crying in his ears, Qi Feng swallowed his saliva unconsciously. Something appeared in his eyes, silenced, and turned up again, repeatedly, uncontrollably.
The ghostly messenger, Qi Feng let go of the hand holding the young man's forehead and stroked his cheek instead.
Huang Dan shivered, it hurt and yǎng, he moved his lips, there was water mist in his eyes, "Take it easy, I hurt."
Those three words were wrapped in the taste of nǎi sugar, strong and sweet, like the murmur of a lover.
Qi Feng suddenly withdrew his hand and took a few steps back. The back of his head hit the concrete wall behind him. He groaned, his face twisted.
Huang Dan wiped his tears with the back of his hand. He looked over, and his eyes were red.
Qi Feng heard the sound of his heartbeat, he took a deep breath, he couldn't stay any longer, he couldn't stay for a moment, he had to leave immediately.
Huang Dan pulled the man's arm in time, "Don't go down first, you will scare my parents."
Qi Feng didn't look back, not to mention your parents, uncle was frightened, he thought so in his heart, he said it without leaving one.
Damn, Qi Feng cursed.
Just as Huang Dan was about to speak, he was preempted by the man, with a lazy tone and a smile, "Uncle is because he didn't go to the fire for some time, and it has nothing to do with you."
"yes?"
Having said that, Huang Dan went around to the man and looked up at him.
The yuwang in Qi Feng's eyes had nowhere to hide, his thin lips were tightly pursed, his eyes seemed to eat people.
Huang Dan thought he didn't notice the man's embarrassment, anger, embarrassment, his eyes swept away, he didn't like it very much, and was a little scared. Why does every world meet big characters
"Mr. System, I'm much younger than him."
System, "I think, based on Mr. Huang's current experience, there is no need to care about this."
Huang Dan thought for a while, "Yes."
He doesn't like to work, he is physically exhausted, tired, and the experience he has mastered is how to enjoy it, how to make his pain less intense, "Tell me about the inventory in my fly cabinet, please."
The system mainly reports the stock of chrysanthemum spirit, "Mr. Huang just use it at will, you don't need to worry for the time being."
Huang Dan said, "It is still necessary to save a little, it is not banned."
In the second half of the last world, a man's health was poor, and a broken leg would bring many complications. Huang Dan was learning to take care of him every day, taking care of him as well as possible and letting him live one more day. There are fewer and fewer chrysanthemum spirits, so there are only leftovers in this world.
With his thoughts returned, Huang Dan turned his eyes to the man again, "The pants you are wearing are light in color, it will be obvious if they get wet."
Qi Feng's throat rolled, he touched a cigarette, lit it, and breathed smoke into the young man's mouth and nose, his emotions suddenly became blurred, and his voice was hoarse, "Do you care so much about uncle?"
Huang Dan inhaled a large cloud of smoke, he tilted his head and coughed twice, the tip of his nose was a little red.
Qi Feng was smoking a cigarette, and all three souls and six souls came back. It was still the same as usual. The weird emotions that had appeared in a short time just disappeared. He thought to himself, in front of a junior, what am I good for