Du Pan kicked Nan Xun with his foot under the table, and then coughed.
Nan Xun stood up obediently and walked towards the man's place with his own lunch box.
"Yan Ye." Nan Xun called out.
When Yan Luo heard the child calling him so well-behaved, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, "How come you have changed your tune, why didn't you call him brother during the morning run?"
Nan Xun pursed his lips, "Boss they said, I'm just the younger brother of Yan Ye, not a buddy. I can't call it randomly, and I have to obey the rules!"
Yan Luo snorted and glanced at Brother Tie's table.
Brother Tie and Du Pan immediately sat up straight, feeling the chill on the back of their heads.
"I'll call you brother in the future, I like to hear it. Xiaobai, come here and sit across from me." King Yama raised his chin slightly and motioned Nanxun to sit over.
When Nan Xun was seated, the two of you looked at me and I looked at you, and the quiet large dining hall gradually became noisy again, and at a certain moment it was full of excitement.
Yan Luo stared at Nan Xun for a long time, his dark and deep pupils made Nan Xun a little worried.
What did he do to make King Yama unhappy
"Brother." Nan Xun called again, in a very soft tone.
After Yan Luo looked at him coolly for a moment, he continued to drink rice porridge.
Nan Xun secretly glanced at him, thinking that this person is too elegant to drink porridge and eat pickles. No matter how he looks like, he doesn't look like a Taoist. On the contrary, he looks more like the kind of famous nobles who have been nurtured. all the young masters.
"Xiao Bai, do you know what I did wrong?" Yan Luo drank the porridge slowly, glanced at him, and asked.
When Nan Xun heard this, he immediately understood, he smiled and said: "Brother, I promised to bring you tea and water, and I should prepare this meal for you. Today is my little brother's fault, let's take this matter. Forget it."
Yan Luo glanced at his lunch box with a half-smiling smile, and said, "When you prepare a meal for your grandfather, your grandfather will starve to death."
Nan Xun was embarrassed. It was obvious that the other party saw his embarrassment in queuing up for meals just now.
"Brother, if I did something wrong in the future, just say it, my brother will definitely change it." Nan Xun said sincerely.
Uncle Yama reminded, "Since you want to serve you, then follow along, or you can't find anyone if you have something to do."
When Nan Xun heard this, he immediately muttered: "After the morning run, I was looking at you everywhere, but I didn't see you."
"Yo, this is still wronged?" Yan Luo suddenly came closer to him and looked carefully, "Even my eyes are wet."
Nan Xun touched his eyes subconsciously, "Brother, don't tease me, I'm a big man, how can you cry at every turn."
Yan Luo laughed, "Child, I really didn't tease you, your eyes look wet, like a little white rabbit."
Only then did Nan Xun know that he was being tricked. He was not angry at all, but raised his eyes with a smile, "Brother, I don't understand, I am born with tears and peach blossoms, and I am the most attractive woman."
Yan Luo was stunned for a moment, then laughed twice, stretched out his long arms, and easily touched Nan Xun's head even if he was separated by a table, and then rubbed the soft hair fiercely, too happy. "Xiao Bai, you child has learned badly."
Nan Xun has never seen this person laugh so cheerfully before. He either curled the corner of his mouth, or sneered, or showed a smile that was not a smile. Such Yan Luo seems to have a little less sense of distance, really Like a big brother next door.
Nan Xun tried his best to free his hair from his big palm, and looked at him resentfully, "Brother, can you rub my head at every turn?"
Yan Luo slowly restrained his smile, narrowed his eyes slightly to look at him, and looked a little lazy, but Nan Xun felt that Yan Luo was the most dangerous at this time, just like a black panther arresting his prey, elegant and lazy before he shot, and once he shot That's a choking move.
Nan Xun confessed for a second, and immediately changed his words, "Brother, if you like it, I will rub my head for you. You can't rub it any way you want. I didn't allow him to rub it with my grandma before."
Mentioning Su Mobai's grandmother, Nan Xun's eyes darkened.
Yan Luo noticed something and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong, Xiaobai, I was teasing you just now, got angry?"
Nan Xun shook his head silently, "I was sentenced for murder by mistake. It was originally five, six, seven or eight years, but the Cheng family didn't want me to feel better, and gave me a life sentence. Grandma heard that. After that, I swallowed my breath in a hurry, brother, tell me, who should I ask for this account?"
Yan Luo paused, then suddenly reached out and rubbed his head again, only this time with a hint of doting tenderness.
"Wherever you fall, you can get up. There are many ways to make the enemy's life worse than death. It's not just killing people. I'll teach you when I'm with me in the future."
There was a strange comforting power in Yama's low voice.
Nan Xun pursed his lips slightly, and the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc, holding his lunch box to drink porridge.
"Thank you, brother, I will follow you in the future." Nan Xun's mouth was full of porridge, and he said something vague.
"I didn't wait for you after the morning run, because you are too fast. I don't like to wait for people, and I never wait for people." Yan Luo suddenly said, obviously answering Nan Xun's initial question.
Nan Xun was stunned for a while, his eyes were slightly curved, and there was a smile inside, "Brother, are you explaining to me? I will definitely speed up in the future, and I will never let my brother wait for me."
Yan Luo looked at the other party's dark eyes that were curled up with a smile, and suddenly handed him one of the white-faced steamed buns in the lunch box, "Eat this."
Nan Xun stared straight at the big white steamed bun, "Brother, do you want me to eat this? I'm so sorry."
He said that he was embarrassed, but his body honestly took the big steamed bun and bit it on it.
It is said that steamed buns are tasteless, but Nanxun feels that steamed buns are particularly fragrant, and the more chewed they are, the more fragrant they are.
Yama originally had no appetite, but seeing the child in front of him gulps fragrantly, he suddenly had an appetite and gulps.
He thought: It's rare to see such a clean child in prison, and it hurts. Anyway, life in prison is boring, and it's better to have some fun. He likes to watch the child's dick to please him.
Ordinary people can only take one boiled egg, but Yan Luo is an ordinary person, and the master who beat the rice gave it to them.
Yan Luo peeled off the shell of the boiled egg three or two times, revealing the milky white pink egg, and threw it directly into Nanxun's lunch box.
"Eat more eggs and supplement with protein, maybe your hair will grow back soon." Yan Luo played a hooligan seriously.
The porridge wrapped in Nan Xun's mouth was almost sprayed on King Yama's face.
Fortunately, his self-control was strong enough to hold back that urge.
After eating, Nan Xun hurriedly snatched Yan Luo's lunch box, "I'll brush the lunch box for brother, brother, rest!"
Yan Luo's body stretched back slightly, and one arm seemed to be resting on some high-end custom-made sofa. It was placed on the dining chair next to him, and he looked lazily at the back of the child who ran away happily.
Suddenly, there was a small smile of pleasure on the corner of his mouth, but it was fleeting.