Chaotic schedule
When Yang Can woke up in pain, it was already noon. In the drowsiness, he only felt that his whole body was very heavy, as if he had lost the spirit of the past, as if he had returned to Zheng Xiaoxue when he was in the army. The vegetative state behind the gun is hard to even speak.
Although he didn't know exactly what happened, he seemed to vaguely feel the reason for his current state in his mind. After the energy of consciousness was out of control because of anger, the transient mutation of the "sexual" nature of the whole aura consciousness occurred since then. Chan vaguely realized that something was wrong with him.
This deja vu state made him instantly return to the time when his consciousness energy mutated a few years ago.
Yang Can has repeatedly thought about it before that 80% of his consciousness energy was caused by Zheng Xiaoxue's long-term company by his side, due to Zheng Xiaoxue's cold and refined and extremely abundant consciousness cultivation.
This is why, after waking up, I have undergone some slight changes from the previous scornful and completely irresponsible "sex" pattern. Xiaoxue's elegant and natural aura is like a clear light in the morning, lighting up my inner heart. A certain part of personality in the depths.
But yesterday’s sudden Xiaoxue’s sprout consciousness that remained in her body like a seed was contaminated and fell into a kind of fierce conflict, which caused her to suddenly lose control of her thinking, that is to say, if she becomes completely degenerate into A person with low consciousness, he may become a vegetable again at any time...
Mother.. Saying that I don’t have much choice, Yang Can scolded my mother in her heart, and struggling to sit up, seeing Yang Xiuya, Su Yun, and Qiao'er as her eyes gradually became clear, all three pairs of eyes were looking. Hold him.
"It's okay, old man~" "Mr. Yang, are you better~" "Uncle Yang, slow down~"
As the saying goes, there are three women in one scene. These two and a half women are talking at the same time, making Yang Can obviously numb. He shook his head and looked at the time on the wall. His face was pale: "It's half past 12, the plane It's all flying, Xiaohuadan, why didn't you call me!" He wanted to jump out of bed after speaking.
"If we rush now, there will be another one." Yang Xiuya pressed Yang Can's shoulder slightly and said, "I've taken care of it, and reserved a special plane."
Seeing that Yang Can didn't notice the abnormality, A Ju's face was weirdly holding Qiao'er's mouth tightly, Yang Xiuya and Su Yun looked at each other, and the big rock hanging in their hearts was finally put down. God bless, but fortunately the ridiculous behavior of the two people yesterday after drinking, the boss can't remember, his illness came at the right time.
Or both have a shy "suicide" heart.
"Special plane?" Yang Can tried to use mind reading to see Yang Xiuya's consciousness happened, but she couldn't catch it. I thought it was caused by her own sequelae, but it was really strange. The so-called special plane in Nanshi is not something ordinary people can take. Official cadres above the bureau level are academics in various fields invited by other cities to do academic seminars and the like.
It's strange that this little Huadan has such an ability? This is surprising. Did she know any high-ranking officials and big money behind her back? Yang Can couldn't help but start to fantasize that the two are tired of being together every day, but still have a lot of things that they don't know about each other, such as their family situation, previous experience, etc., they have never tracked down.
It seems that in Yang Can's heart, Yang Xiuya should have been a big star when she was born.
"He still has a fever? You still let him make a plane." Su Yun came over and "touched" Yang Can's forehead. Xing stared at Yang Xiuya, making Yang Can a little surprised.
"This time I'm going to Beijing is a serious business, let alone fever, even if you hold a machine gun against his head, this old man will go." The delegation to Beijing speaks for how important Yang Can is to the top. Metaphor.
Others won't wait for you to get better. That's the activities of the Central Military Region. You must strictly observe the time. If you miss it, it is rare to go in again.
"Fuck you ghost, I don't believe it, I can't handcuff him, let him recuperate honestly~" The brave Su Yun raised her hand neatly, and she didn't know where to conjure a handcuff, so she took Yang. Chan's hand was locked on the head of the bed, and he was taken aback when he saw A Ju, who was coming over with the porridge from the side.
"What are you doing~ Are you crazy~" Yang Xiuya went down in a panic and "touched" Yang Can's handcuffs. It was indeed a real guy. She gave Su Yun angrily. There really is such a policeman who abuses lynching.
While Su Yunqiao's chin was stunned, Yang Can had already walked around with one hand, and after three times, he took off his hand and threw it into the hands of the surprised female police officer:
"Next time you play this, you should also change your clothes. At least you need black stockings and thongs, OK? So unprofessional."
Although he was laughing in his mouth, Yang Can's legs and feet felt a little weak as soon as he stood up. Yang Xiuya came over and supported him, very worried and helpless:
"Are you really okay? If not, let's go to the hospital." Those clear eyes, like lake water, turned out to be a rare gentle "color".
Yang Can felt the body temperature from the friction of Yang Xiuya's silky skin on his arms, and a warmth in his heart could not help. Although he had no mind-reading skills at this time, he could still be sure that Yang Xiuya was concerned about herself. In fact, he Just when he took off the handcuffs, he discovered that although he has no strength, the situation is far less serious than he imagined. It seems that he only needs to rest for two days without moving his consciousness energy, and he should be able to recover.
It’s just that when he sees Yang Xiuya’s worried and gentle look, he can’t help but feel like a rush. He wants to pretend to be weak and enjoy the care of this proud national elf. He usually follows her by himself. Hua Dan's "sexuality" is so arrogant, it makes her anxious.
A Ju and Qiao'er both came to check on Yang Can, and they both advised Yang Can to take more rest, but Yang Can only said that the important thing was important. While getting dressed hurriedly, he asked A Ju to bring him toothbrush and toothpaste, right next to him. I brushed my teeth in the basin, or the time is really in a hurry.
The female police officer Su Yun, who was left hanging aside, had some troubles on the fat faces of some babies. Seeing the tacit appearance of Yang Xiuya and Yang Can, she felt somewhat uncomfortable, biting her lower lip and hesitating.
"Just your water snake waist, can you support him? Let me do it." He made a squat movement in front of Yang Can.
Yang Can is putting a toothbrush in her mouth, and seeing Su Yun’s exquisite curve of her back shows a sense of “sexuality”. Usually it will only appear in Japanese action movies for 40 minutes before the heroine can pose. His drowsy eyes dazzled and brightened up quickly, and he swallowed a large mouthful of toothpaste foam with a "gulu".
"I'm not coming up yet." Su Yun turned her head and asked without angrily. Now it's the other people's turn to be "confused". With such a blatantly tempting "confusion" in the morning, a woman said to a man " Not coming up yet..."
Yang Can took off the toothbrush and wiped her face with the "mao" towel. Still in a daze, Su Yun simply pulled up his feet and stood on his back, and rushed under the door.
"Damn~! Slow down the fierce woman~~ Your fucking truth murdered your husband~" Yang Can, who is dangling, has never carried a woman on her back, even after he was ten years old.
Unexpectedly, today, Su Yun would easily carry it on his back, and ran like a police academy with a load. All she felt was rushing, a little out of control, a little weird, and a little warm.
After Yang Xiuya was stunned for a short while, she also hurriedly wore sunglasses and a hat, hurriedly but still followed gracefully.
"These two girlfriends of Uncle Yang are really fun... why don't you take me..." Qiao'er played with her pigtails at the door and sighed with disappointment.
"Little children, don't talk'nonsensely'~!" A Ju dragged Qiao'er in with tears and laughter, but she also muttered in her heart that the private life of his great benefactor was indeed quite'chaotic'.
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Su Yun carrying Yang Can almost stopped a taxi directly on the road with Dong Cunrui blowing up a bunker. The driver held out his head a little helplessly and explained: "Sorry, I am going to change shifts immediately. I won't go far. ."
Without saying anything, Su Yun lifted her long legs and opened the front door, and took the driver out with one hand. First, she shook the police officer's ID in front of him, and then took out a stack of banknotes from Yang Can's jacket and purse. Throw it on the young driver's chest:
"I'll pick the soil for you, and come to Tianhe Airport to pick up the car by myself in two hours."
Then Yang Xiuya closed the door as soon as she entered the car, stepped on the accelerator, and Yang Chang went away.
That wad of banknotes was nearly 2,000 yuan... the male driver with a face full of youthful eyes suddenly felt like a dream in a huge car exhaust, and his happiness was a little too sudden.
It is the dream of many men to be killed by money, and to be killed by a beautiful woman with a stack of banknotes is already the ultimate goal of most men in life!
Yang Can sat in the passenger seat, still pretending to be weak, and glanced at Su Yun who was in Cyclonus with slanted eyes: "Are you not going to work today?"
"Take a day off for you..." Su Yun stepped on the accelerator to accelerate, and snorted nonchalantly.
Suspiciously, Yang Can suddenly sniffed Su Yun's body, "touching" his nose and muttering to himself: "It's weird... I had a spring dream last night, and I dreamed of lingering with two beautiful women. It seems that it is the same fragrance. .."
Yang Xiuya and Su Yun, who were sitting in front of each other, changed their appearances almost at the same time. This "perverted" wolf shouldn't be thinking of what happened last night, in case...
While Su Yun and Yang Xiuya's heart sank, she was sneaking at Yang Can's reaction, and saw him "touching" his chin, thinking hard to recall the vague and graceful 3P spring dream last night, but it seemed that he had no clue. .
Also, the two enthusiastic beauties with a sense of "sex" are not quite at odds with the two arrogant, clear, savage and fierce women in front of them, probably because they are silly in their spring dreams.
When Yang Can was wondering if his head was really flooded, he suddenly felt something wrong from the length of his pants pocket, and couldn't help but pull a small corner secretly beside him.
"It's strange, I remember that I wore this black "color" when I went out yesterday.. How did it become a gray "color"?"
The two beautiful faces of Yang Xiuya and Su Yun froze in an instant. At that moment, a lot of letters ran out of their minds, including: "What to do, he knows!" "Dead" and even: "How did the dinosaurs become extinct."
Su Yun hesitated, as if someone pinched her tongue and stammered: "Well...you have a fever and your body is very hot. Ajusao said to make people sweat...we will cover you with a quilt...you sweat When the clothes were wet, Mrs. Aju changed them for you..."
Su Yun glanced at Yang Can from the corner of her eye, and found that he was looking at herself suspiciously, as if trying to find some loopholes, so she bit her lip, and immediately stepped on the accelerator hard to adjust the gear.
So on the way to the airport, Yang Can was already ignoring any plots about "Spring Dream", but just kept shouting: "Drive slowly~! You wiped off the Audi rear mirror~!"
"The speed limit is 70 yards! 70 yards~! Not 170 yards!"
"Fuck! Did you see, did you see, just now your speaker scared an old lady."
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At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Tianhe Airport, dedicated small runway.
Yang Can and Yang Xiuya almost arrived on a trot. Wu Lan has been waiting for Yang Yan for a long time.
"Sorry, sorry, the fever got up a bit late." Yang Can and them got on the plane and explained embarrassingly. It was the first time I went out with the stern Aunt Wu, but this happened.
"Okay, it's good to come, this time thanks to Miss Yang." Wu Lan did not appear angry, but smiled, looking at Yang Xiuya with a strange look in her eyes.
After a few people got on the plane, Wu Lan saw a few familiar faces. They were all people in Nanshi who enjoyed national academician allowances. They were attending international scientific, technological and cultural exchange activities. There were about 20 people in the cabin. 5, 6 of them are outstanding people in Nanshi.
Sure enough, the so-called small special plane is different. Yang Xiuya finally arranged the sick Yang Can in the seat. Yang Can, a shameless fellow, doesn't seem to be that heavy, but at this time, he helped him up after he fell ill. Why is it so heavy
"It's really a rogue sick pig." Yang Xiuya's words were a little worried, but also a little helpless. She helped Yang Can sit down and fastened his seat belt.
"Oh, my head hurts." Yang Can "touched" his forehead, and leaned on Yang Xiuya who was "forced" by the fragrance. Yang Xiuya pulled away his dishonest hand and pushed it away.
Yang Can, who failed to achieve his goal, yelled again and fell on her again and again. Finally, he almost wailed sickly, rubbing his face against Yang Xiuya’s smooth face, and the other hand on her. His elastic chest began to swim intentionally or unintentionally.
Seeing the surprised and contemptuous gazes of the people next to him, Yang Xiuya couldn't stand it anymore, even a patient could not tolerate it. She pushed him away and said "Sit down" while she stretched her bare arm around his waist. Screwed it hard.
Yang Can’s waist was pinched, and the pain was irritating all over his body, but he still yelled, appearing in a morbid posture, and stared at Yang Xiuya with wide eyes innocently: “I’m a patient...you What attitude.” It is purely the face of street rascals that often appear in TV dramas.
Yang Can’s posture today, and when she thinks of the inexplicable behavior she did not know how to do last night, Yang Xiuya is an unknown fire in her heart. This damned fellow is sick and free. Why is she? Such a person with ideals and goals, knowing that he is impossible with himself, still has something embarrassing on him over and over again
Yang Can tilted his head and stared at Yang Xiuya intently. He looked seriously, this little Huadan is really a beautiful woman without a single chance. Ice muscle and jade bones, crystal clear, clear facial features, little mouth's "sex" sense is "fascinating", but the "sex" is a little bit proud, and seeing her a bit indignant "color", Yang Can deliberately smirked ask her.
"What's the matter, Xiaohuadan, is someone bullying you? Just tell who it is, and I will immediately beat him up like a pig, so that his parents can't recognize him."
Yang Xiuya turned her head and gave him an angry look, but wanted to tell him that it was you who bullied me, but you beat yourself up like a pig? But in the face of this rascal, I couldn't tell. If I entangled with him, where would I be like a national elf? Thinking of what Su Yun said that night, I didn't know why there was some coolness.
It turned out that even if you know what kind of man Yang Can is, such a good woman will love him and love him, and she is not a bit worse than Su Yun.. She sighed inwardly and shook her forehead long hair. , Restored the usual arrogant star demeanor.
Yang Can saw that she was angry at first, and then immediately spread an indescribable arrogance. Yang Can saw it and felt very strange in her heart.
Although I don't know her true thoughts deep in her heart. However, she felt that Yang Xiuya had changed a little. Although Yang Xiuya would be awkward with herself, quarrel and even show clear boundaries at all times, she still felt her heart that pays attention to herself.
But now it's different, she feels like Yang Can. It was the time he had recovered to the time he had just met, and it seemed that he could keep the distance, even the current heart. It's farther than then. Are you really cold with yourself? Now she really seems to be an iceberg that cannot be melted away.
Yang Can's face also slowly condensed, looking at the beautiful scenery flying backwards outside the airplane window. This is not true in life, constantly walking forward and passing by those beautiful scenery.
Yang Can's concept is very different from ordinary people. It is like a bird without legs that can only fly forward continuously. Even if it is tired and tired. I can't find a place to stay and rest. For his own life, he had already seen quite thoroughly when he was lying in the **. He did not believe that there was anything he could always grasp. Family affection, love, money, and power were only temporary. He never No tomorrow, only today.
It’s like what Luo Xiaowei said that his life actually ended a few years ago, and there is no way to know how to live in the future. He lives his life freely and does whatever he wants, regardless of any secular perspective. That's what he wants.
But habit is a very strange thing. Even someone like Yang Can can’t get rid of it. He seems to be more and more nostalgic for the people around him, whether it’s Yang Xiuya, Xia Meng, or maybe Ma Yiyi, and even Su Yun. These women, one by one, have become a part of their own life, as if they have made the original free and easy and lonely life brighter, and the bright colors made him "fascinated"...
At this time, the door of the special plane walked into a pompous "woman", looked at Yang Can and Yang Xiuya's direction and took off her sunglasses, "showing" a pair of angry eyes.