Panguan

His skin is very white, but not soft. Even under the moonlight, he still has a sharp beauty. His neck is very thin, and the bulging line of his Adam's apple is unusually obvious.

After kneading it for a few times, it turned red.

The topic came to an abrupt end, no one spoke again, and the atmosphere in the courtyard was instantly tense. After a while, someone seemed to wake up in the room, and the sound of slippers being pulled was faintly heard, like a taut string being plucked.

He raised his eyes when he heard it.

Xie Wen turned around and looked towards the living room, as if listening to what was going on there. After a while, he turned back and asked, "Aren't you happy yet?"

"No." Wenshi said.

Xie Wen said "hmm" and said, "Then go back to sleep."

They walked through the living room one after another, and when they reached the stairs, Xia Qiao came out of the bathroom in a daze, his hair like a penis, and his fingers were scratching his belly through his T-shirt.

When Leng Buding saw two figures, he was almost scared out of his mind.

"Don't be paralyzed." When Wen Shi saw him spreading his legs, he knew that he was going to fall to the ground.

Only then did Xia Qiao realize that one of the figures was his brother. He quickly rubbed his heart and sighed in a post-catastrophic tone: "I was scared to death."

After sighing, he realized that the other figure was Xie Wen.

Then, he realized that it was just after four in the morning, the moon was big, and the sky was still dark. Why are his brother and Boss Xie working here without sleeping?

Maybe it was because he had been online so much that two words popped into his mind - tryst. Then he was paralyzed with fear. I don’t know whether these two words are more terrifying, or whether these two people are more terrifying.

Xiaoqiao shook his head vigorously to get rid of such silly thoughts and asked: "What are you..."

He really didn't expect the answer, so he left a blank for these two to fill in. As a result, Xie Wen pointed to the room and said, "Go to bed."

"Oh." Xiao Qiao gave the order, turned around and walked towards the room. It was only when they were already carrying the door that they suddenly realized that the two people outside the door had left the space they had thrown him out of and avoided filling it.

Xia Qiao's room clicked shut, Wen Shi also entered the bedroom, and Xie Wen went up the stairs.

When I heard his footsteps, I suddenly turned my head and took a look. I saw Xie Wen turning the corner of the stairs, and then paused. I wonder if he saw him turning back.

"Are you going to send Mr. Li, who is teaching, home tomorrow?" Xie Wen asked him across the stairs.

When hearing it: "Yeah."

So...are you coming?

Chapter 58 Flying Birds

Xie Wen thought for a while and said, "Be careful."

To say that I am not disappointed would be a lie. But Wen Shi was a very calm person, so calm that he was almost cold. In his opinion, even a disciple who was brought up by himself will mostly face farewells and farewells when he grows up. Being able to lean against the door and look at him a few more times is just because he is used to it. There is no reason to be inseparable and stick together... That's what lovers only think about.

So when he heard it, he calmly said "Oh", turned around and slammed the bedroom door shut.

He actually controlled the force, but there was still a knocking sound when the lock was locked. In the quiet night, he seemed very unhappy.

Xie Wen stood at the corner, his eyes fell on the closed door, and he stood there for a while, laughing.

He walked up the steps to the second floor. The moonlight fell in through the corner glass window and reflected on his tall back.

He held his fingers loosely on the wooden railing and walked a few steps. The support railing suddenly made a clicking sound, like shriveled tree bark gently exploding.

Xie Wen paused for a moment, and his fingers left the support. Where he originally rested his head, there was a small patch of decay and a long, thin crack.

He put his hands behind his back. If there was anyone around him at this time, he would see thick black smoke spilling out from between his fingers, entwining in strands... not even his flesh and blood could cover it.

But as if he already knew it, he walked up to the second floor without even looking at it.

There are two bedrooms on the second floor of the Shen family villa, with an open space in between and a set of tea tables for guests. Since Xie Wen moved here, the dead tree, the small stone pond, and the freshly colored flowers and plants have occupied this place.

Also here are two little tortoises in the pond, a small shack next to the root of the tree, and a bird stand hanging on the branch.

The bird stand was not empty at the moment, and there was a palm-sized bird chirping on it. It raised its head from the fluff and stared at Xie Wen with its dark eyes.

It saw the black mist on Xie Wen's finger at a glance, fluttered its wings and was about to fly towards here.

Seeing Xie Wen raise his index finger to make a "silence" gesture, the bird suddenly became hard as if pressing the pause button, holding the crossbar with one claw, barely maintaining balance.

He stood by the railing with his eyes lowered, as if listening to what was going on downstairs.

To ordinary people's ears, the sound insulation downstairs is pretty good, almost silent. But he listened for a long time before turning to the bird and nodding: "You fell asleep, come down."

Even so, his voice was low and he spoke without much effort. After saying that, he started coughing, as if he wanted to cough up all the food he had saved for the day.

The bird didn't dare to take a breath, flapped its wings lightly, and landed like an old man. Two fluffy heads also emerged from the shack next to the roots of the tree.

Soon the two groups of things that looked like cats but were not cats rolled out and transformed into Dazhao and Xiaozhao.