Hearing that cold hairs stood up on Zheliu's back, an indescribable strange feeling rose up from the bottom of his heart, making him feel extremely vigilant.
His expression remained unchanged and he nodded towards the other party: "Okay, it's fine."
After saying that, Wen Zheliu was about to step over him, but at this moment the man spoke again: "Are you Wen Di? The second Wen Di on the list?"
He had to turn around and said, "It's me, what can I do for you?"
At this time, when Du Zijun and Xie Yuanyuan saw that he had not come back for a long time, they also opened the curtain and came out to look for him. Seeing that he was confronting a tall man, they quickly walked over and stood beside him.
"What's going on?" Du Zijun lowered his voice, glanced at the man, and couldn't help but frown at his strangely familiar appearance, "Who is this?"
Wen Zheliu didn't move his gaze, turned to Du Zijun and said, "The person I bumped into accidentally just now."
Du Zijun raised his hand, pressed lightly but firmly on Wen Zheliu's abdomen, pushed him back a little half a step, turned forward, and said to the man in a very polite tone: "The kid is ignorant, if you'd like to bother me , I hope you will bear with me."
Without waiting for the other party to respond, he grabbed Wen Zheliu and led Xie Yuanyuan away, leaving only his back, and gradually distanced himself from the man with a gloomy smile.
After walking dozens of steps and making sure that the person would not hear their conversation again, Du Zijun said coldly: "He is very dangerous."
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"Yes!" Xie Yuanyuan shook the goosebumps that appeared uncontrollably on his arms in shock, "I stood opposite him just now, and I felt like he was almost going to find me! This man is so scary!"
Du Zijun's eyes were heavy and he continued: "What is his relationship with He Qin? Remember to tell him about this when he comes back and ask him as soon as possible."
Wen Zheliu nodded: "Okay, but I always feel..."
He thought about it over and over, and suddenly, a thunderbolt flashed across his mind, making him startle and jump up suddenly!
"I remembered!" Wen Zheliu suddenly turned around, but the man's figure had disappeared without a trace. "His voice... he is the leader of Muspelheim!"
Du Zijun's expression suddenly changed: "What?"
"Burn this place down..." Wen Zheliu looked solemn, "He is the person who said 'burn this place down' in the video. He can't be wrong."
Xie Yuanyuan asked hurriedly: "The person following us is really from Muspelheim?!"
Du Zijun said: "Eight|Nine are inseparable from Ten."
Wen Zheliu tightened his grip on the Baron's cane and said nothing.
Xie Yuanyuan sighed: "Hey, it's hard to come to the black market, but in the end, I have to be disturbed by such a person..."
"Go back to the hotel after shopping," Du Zijun said, "We can't stay here too long."
Wen Zheliu put his stick on his waist, randomly picked some rare gadgets, and went upstairs with the two of them.
Back at the hotel, as soon as the three of them entered the door and before they had time to put down their things, they heard rustling noises coming from inside the house.
The three of them looked at each other. Wen Zheliu took off his cane from his waist and moved his wrist bones flexibly and silently. The remaining two were about to outflank them from the side when they heard a familiar, smiling voice coming from the room: "What, are you planning to surround me and beat me up?"
Wen Zheliu's cane fell to the ground with a clang.
"Brother?!" He was overjoyed, "Why did you come back so early!"
He rushed forward and hugged He Qin's thin and powerful waist. He seemed to want to hug him and spin him around a few times, but was immediately hugged back by He Qin and fell backwards on the sofa cushioned with soft pillows. . He looked up at Wen Zheliu lovingly and wiped away the messy hair on the side of his face with his index finger.
Du Zijun stood up straight and carried Xie Yuanyuan away expressionlessly: "We have nothing to do anymore, why are we still standing here?"
Wen Zheliu was bubbling with joy and wished he could stand up and scream, but he suppressed this impulse with great difficulty and just continued to cling to He Qin dependently, smelling his breath as cold as a knife and watching him up close. A deeply sinister appearance.
So handsome... He thought silently.
He Qin looked back at Wen Zheliu, with a fascination deep in his eyes that he was not even aware of, and asked in a low voice: "Miss me?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Wen Zheliu nodded, "I thought about it!"
He Qin laughed dumbly. Some unbearable and strong emotion made his pupils turn amber-like and golden in an instant. His eyes looking at Wen Zheliu were like a pool of thick and hot honey, which could almost float in the air. There are traces of sweetness in it.
His voice was lowered, like a hoarse and sexy whisper: "...you like me so much."
Wen Zheliu's cheeks were flushed red by such scorching eyes. He stared at He Qin's pupils that could be called monsters at the moment, and his head felt dizzy, as if he was exploding fireworks.
He nodded dazedly: "Yes, yes."
The smile on He Qin's lips deepened. He moved his body to slightly separate the part below the waist and abdomen from the young buck pressing on him. He lowered his head and kissed Wen Zheliu gently on the lips.
"Okay," he said, "I love you too."
Wen Zheliu was stunned for a moment. The booming fireworks seemed to suddenly explode in his eyes and ears, making him dizzy and tinnitus, and he couldn't even speak.
This is... this is the first time they've kissed while sober! Kiss! !
The confession and the intimacy he had dreamed of both came at the same moment. Wen Zheliu was like a super-large composite jackpot that had been materialized and hit him head-on with a stick. There was an unspeakable sense of dreaminess and unreality in his confusion.
He Qin hugged him lovingly and sat up. Hearing Zheliu's voice, he trembled and said in disbelief: "But you're not, how could you..."
He Qin raised his eyebrows and whispered in his ear: "Well, your brother is a straight man, so you just remember this sentence, right?"
Wen Zheliu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized what he was doing. He was at a loss and angry, and shouted in a tearful tone: "You, you actually lied to me! You old liar!!"
The old liar didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he quickly let Wen Zheliu beat him a few times to vent his anger, and hurriedly defended: "If I were really straight, I could kiss you several times... No, you can count it yourself, this is already the first time. Now, Guang foolishly remembers a straight man..."
"This is only the second time!" Wen Zheliu was so angry that he grabbed He Qin's hand and bit it hard, "The first time was when you subconsciously raised the mistletoe above your head... that It doesn’t count at all!”
He Qin sighed and looked into Wen Zheliu's red eyes: "The third time, fool Ning Ning."
Wen Zheliu was stunned: "... Huh?"
"How did you take the pills and forget them when you watched the Midnight Fun Show on the first night?"
Wen Zheliu was startled. The riverbed in his memory was washed away by the water and became turbid, gradually revealing traces of the past that had been forgotten.
"I'm sorry." Seeing his stunned look, He Qin took the initiative to apologize and said, "I do hide a lot of things from you. I don't know how to say it..."
He hesitated for a rare moment, then continued: "I rejected you at that time, firstly because I could never make up my mind due to past events; secondly, because I had not found the weakness of the Holy Sister and could not meet the conditions for negotiation with her... I After I can’t be with you, my future is filled with the risk of waiting for separation.”
He kissed Wen Zheliu's side face and apologized again: "I'm sorry for making you sad for so long."
Perhaps because of his bloodline, his facial features are much deeper than those of ordinary Asians. The dark eyebrows emblazoned with a strong sense of aggression on the raised brow bones, the bridge of the nose was too straight, and the curvature of the thin lips was too evil and frivolous, coupled with the light-colored eyes, they looked like they were about to bite someone. The sharpness of sight.
But when he looked at someone deeply and unreservedly, it was completely different.
Hearing Zheliu made him feel weak all over, but he still felt a little awkward.
"Why didn't you tell me the reason?" he asked in a low voice, "I thought you didn't like me and just regarded me as your younger brother."
He Qin smiled bitterly and said, "How should I explain this kind of thing? I did regard you as my younger brother at that time, but..."
He was silent for a moment and then changed the topic: "It doesn't matter, let's just take our time in a confused manner. No matter how many secrets or obstacles there are, it won't stop my heart from moving closer to you."
As he spoke, he gently pressed his left hand on Wen Zheliu's chest.
"It doesn't matter if you want to be a little angry or make trouble unreasonably. It doesn't matter if you want to torture me a little more or hang me and refuse to agree." He Qin slowly approached, opened and closed his lips, and sucked on the upper part of Wen Zheliu's red and hot earlobe. , and gave it a half kiss, "Don't be too sensible, just let me make it up to you."
Wen Zheliu was completely stunned.
He Qin pressed his forehead against his, as if he had released all the suppressed emotions. His golden eyes were like a gilded river illuminated by the setting sun, and Wen Zheliu's figure was reflected in them: "I've seen it all. , my baby Ning Ning, is there something missing here?"
His tone was as if he was coaxing a beloved child, and then he curled his index finger and gently knocked on Zhiliu's heart like a door: "It doesn't matter, no matter what is missing here, we can fill it with something else." Come on, okay? I have a lot of overflowing love here, all for you. I also want to pamper you and clear away everything that makes you feel unhappy and unsafe, so that I can also experience the love of a lover. Feel it, okay?"
Wen Zheliu opened his mouth, feeling that he would cry in embarrassment the next second.
A new, swollen, burning emotion filled the tip of his heart, as if He Qin's two taps really had some magic power, injecting an unprecedented power into his body.
He sniffed and wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. For the first time, he felt joy and touch like a new life in his heart. Under He Qin's loving gaze, it seemed that those old and old feathers were completely gone. Burnt by the warm and bright flames, they turned into ashes that faded in the wind. The winter was long, but the romantic spring finally arrived. It seemed at this moment that he was gradually shedding the old decayed and heavy shell, and saw the dawn of morning breaking through the dusk.
In the endless wheat field, the golden-eyed black panther stood up and walked towards him, its fur as rich as night flowing with brilliance, emitting colorful light.
It walked up to Wen Zheliu and gently licked the side of his face.
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