Lan San was completely under house arrest.
Although there were no handcuffs, there were two burly men behind his buttocks.
In Pei's house, you should eat and drink. In the end, this is the ultimate dream of life, but as long as he thinks of Pei Xiaoting's pervert, Lan San can't stop sweating.
"Boss, when are you going to let me go..." Lan San asked again during lunch.
"When I'm in a good mood."
"Either you beat me up? As long as you let me go, I will promise you everything!" Lan San swore to the sky, then suddenly felt that something was wrong, and quickly covered his chest, "Except my chastity!"
"Your chastity is not yours now."
Pei Xiaoting rolled his eyes at him. Then he took out the green peppers of the green pepper barbecue and only ate the meat inside. Lan San saw it, picked up a fork and forked the green pepper that Pei Xiaoting put aside, and put it into his mouth: "If you don't eat it, don't waste it, give it to me. Eat, I like green peppers."
He ate so loudly, and when he swallowed it, he felt that Pei Xiaoting's face was a little weird.
How should I put it, I was confused at first, and my eyes were a little slack, but after a while, I suddenly woke up, then looked around slightly, looked down at the watch, and pressed the timer.
It was as if he had been sleepwalking in just a few seconds.
Lan San stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him: "Big boss? Stupid?"
Perhaps aware of Lan San's gaze, he coughed twice: "Cough... Where did you just say?"
"Speaking of... when will you let me go..."
"Oh," Pei Xiaoting nodded, "I will consider it."
Lan San was startled, how did this guy figure it out in just a moment
Pei Xiaoting picked up the red wine beside him and asked Lan San, "Drink?"
"No no no, I'm allergic to wine."
Pei Xiaoting put down the bottle and had no desire to eat. He wiped his mouth and went upstairs to lock himself in the study. Lan San looked at his back, Zhang Er was at a loss, and could only eat it himself.
Pei Xiaoting doesn't seem to be busy at all these days, and he didn't go out all day today. In the afternoon, he was still sitting in the living room and grabbing the remote control with that naive ghost Lan San.
This guy Lan San, even watching a cat and a mouse with relish, where Pei Xiaoting was sitting, he finally stood up and took away the remote control after Tom was teased by Jerry for the eighteenth time.
"Hey hey hey! Don't change the channel! I still have to watch it!" Lan San roared.
"How old are you?"
"I want you to take care of it!"
"This is my TV."
Lan San pursed his lips and was very unhappy: "I don't want to watch the news broadcast with a boring guy like you... That's what my grandfather watched... "
Pei Xiaoting switched the channel to the web interface, called up a "Snowpiercer" from the video library, clicked the play button, and said slowly, "Then watch the movie headquarter."
Lan San raised his head and glanced at it, and when the opening song played, he frowned: "Didn't you just watch it yesterday, why did you watch this again?"
When the voice fell, Pei Xiaoting's hand paused, then turned his head to look at Lan San, and then slowly put down the remote control, a little unnatural: "...Oh, let's see."
Although he regained the 'viewing rights', Lan San's thief's eyes were slipping around Pei Xiaoting, and he always felt that something was wrong.
Pei Xiaoting, who was a little uncomfortable by him, got up and went back to his room: "Look, I went back to sleep."
Lan San was shocked in an instant, with surprise and disbelief in his tone: "You, this, go to sleep by yourself?"
Pei Xiaoting rubbed the bridge of his nose, um, and went upstairs.
Lan San's surprise was not groundless. The previous two nights, Huihui Pei Xiaoting had dragged him to sleep on the same bed with him. Lan San spent all his efforts and was finally defeated. Today, he liberated the serfs all at once. It came unexpectedly.
Is it because Pei Xiaoting is convulsing, or is he Lan San lucky
Seeing that in the middle of the night, Lan San finally became sleepy, put the cloak on his back, and went to the room with his hands and feet. When passing by the study, I vaguely felt that there was light in it, so I squinted and took a look, only to realize that the computer screen was not turned off.
Or maybe it was curiosity that killed the cat, and the sixth sense led Lan San to go inside, sitting at the computer desk and moving the mouse.
In the reduced window bar at the bottom of the screen, is a folder. It looks like a charming woman, waving her hand to Lan San and saying, come on, come on me.
So Lan San's idea of morality disappeared without a trace, and left the mouse to click to open the folder.
Inside is a video, open it with the player, it turns out to be half of Pei Xiaoting's face, it still looks like a selfie angle, and he is talking about something to the camera. This computer doesn't have headphones, and Lan San didn't dare to turn it on too loudly, so he could only stick his ears to the side of the speaker and listen.
It seems that he is talking about what happened to him all day, but it is not nutritious. The video is very short, and it ends in seven or eight minutes.
Lan San's mind is full of doubts. He has seen handwritten diaries, recorded diaries with audio recordings, and has never seen video recordings. But if it wasn't for the sake of memorization, could Pei Xiaoting have some special hobby
After racking his brains for a long time, Lan San suddenly had a bold idea.
Early the next morning, Lan San arrived in the kitchen, and Pei Xiaoting had already made coffee. Lan San found that Pei Xiaoting actually broke the chocolate piece by piece into the coffee, so he excitedly leaned forward: "Hey, you like to do it too! I thought I was the only one with this hobby!"
Pei Xiaoting smiled, handed his cup to Lan San, and warned, "Be careful of the heat."
Lan San was flattered: "Hold the grass, boss, you still care about people!" He took a sip and sighed: "It feels so good that the heat is on the watch."
Pei Xiaoting poured himself a glass again, and then he heard a knock on the door. Several men in black and sunglasses walked in, looking at him seriously, as if he had something to say.
As if he had changed his face, he looked at his watch and walked outside the door, not knowing what to say to those people, until he finished talking and went back to the kitchen, his eyes were still very deep.
The chocolate-flavored coffee that he just entered was still lingering on Lan San's tongue. He looked at Pei Xiaoting's face and suddenly had an idea.
Seeing that Pei Xiaoting naturally wanted to pick up the cup of coffee, Lan San unintentionally put the remaining chocolate back on the table, Pei Xiaoting's hand hesitated for a while, but he still picked up a piece to add to the coffee.
Lan San raised his eyebrows and said, "You just added it."
Pei Xiaoting's hand holding the chocolate froze in the air for a moment, then put it down again: "Oh... I was thinking about something just now, but I forgot."
I brought the cup to my lips and took a sip, and my tongue immediately felt a bitter taste, a mellow bitter taste that was not at all tempered by the slightest sugar.
His pupils dilated suddenly, and his expression had a cracked feeling.
Lan San, who was on the side, showed an excited expression of knowing the shocking secret. He threw down the cup with a snap, stepped back two steps, pointed at Pei Xiaoting and said loudly: "Look! You really have a problem! That cup of coffee, you Actually no chocolate! You don't remember!"
At this moment, the atmosphere in the kitchen was a little stagnant, and even Pei Xiaoting seemed to be frozen. He still maintained the posture of holding the coffee cup. After a while, his expression became a little gloomy. He turned his head and stared at Lan San.
That look is a little bad.
Most of the secrets are exposed, which is a bit embarrassing, not to mention the object is Pei Xiaoting. He didn't think that Lan San would find out, but it was a little unexpected that he found out so quickly.
Test him with a cup of coffee, this kid, it turns out not really so heartless.
Pei Xiaoting wiped the coffee stains on the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and whispered, "You, you know?"
"Yes!" Lan San wanted to open a dyeing workshop after getting three points.
"I wanted to let you go, but now you know too much and can't go."
"Needless to say, I understand! Don't worry!" Lan Sanyi waved his hand, very heroic.
Pei Xiaoting was a little surprised: "Understood?"
Lan San ran up, patted his shoulder, and said in a very righteous and sympathetic tone, "Although you have advanced dementia, I will not discriminate against you! I swear with the soul of the game, I will definitely do it for you. Keep it a secret!"
Both eyes are bright and sincere.
Pei Xiaoting's eyelids jumped fiercely, the kind that was angry.
He was about to take back what he had thought a minute ago. This kid is so fucking heartless! Hold! LC