Deeply rooted in your love [Fast Wear]

Chapter 238: Who is the Prey (3,4)

Chapter 238: Who is the Prey (3)
It was said that it was the first day, and Le Jian received all the information about the man before going to bed that night.
Zong Que, born in a wealthy family, although the interstellar chaos is very chaotic, but living in the well-guarded range of the city, does not run around at night, hears the gunshots and does not make a scene, but can still survive.
Even if it is chaotic, there are many cities that are quite prosperous, and organizing the plunder of planet cities must also rely on them to obtain wealth, otherwise it is foolish to want to research new weapons and cutting-edge technology, and make starship weapons.
The organizations at the top understand this truth to some extent, so the city will have some peace for a while, of course, there is no lack of burning, killing and looting everywhere, but there are too many offenses, and the time gate will not exist too long.
Zong Que was born in wealth, although not the top wealthy, but enough to ensure that he had no worries about food and clothing, and the school was not very safe, but with the tutoring of the tutor, but even if he tried to avoid it, his parents still lost their lives in the war.
Zong Que took over his parents' business, engaged in the pharmaceutical business, did not do anything out of the ordinary, his emotional experience was blank, and he also knew how to avoid and operate, and lived peacefully in this city.
Survive in troubled times, small wealth is security.
Le Jian leaned on the head of the bed, his fingers touched the ID photo, such a photo will only show that this person is more thoughtful and handsome, such a origin, in fact, he should not provoke the other party best, but he suddenly broke in, it was really itchy.
......
At the end of the night in the city, without the flashing neon lights, the whole city seems to have faded some of its prosperity and become a little gray.
Despite the chaos in the world, many people still have to go out to work and support the city.
Zong Que also got into the hovercar and went out to his company.
The employees are in their places, but even if they dress appropriately, some people can't avoid showing a little fatigue in such an early morning.
Interstellar news is flying around, from the destruction of war to the exchanges and disputes between neighbors and vegetable markets, although it is a chaotic time, entertainment still presents a state of explosion.
Zong Que was dealing with work, and occasionally a lot of news about entertainment would pop up on his brain, including the envelope-like push.
[The Great Magician Le Jane will perform in H City, Friday at eight o'clock, Lake Center Auditorium, see you all.] The
message clicked, a very magical poster appeared on the screen, petals flew, from the slender hand flew out of several white doves, although it was moving, the person wearing the magic hat only showed a little eyebrows, the light and shadow were uneven, the slender figure was taken on the screen, secret but made people want to peek.
Zong Que looked at the time gate and clicked on the official link, but it was only a few minutes, and the tickets in it were already snatched up.
The rules of the interstellar are not so strict, and there is no limit to the purchase mechanism, such a speed may not be all fans.
......
"Mr. Le, your ticket is snatched up, but there is no gentleman you mentioned." The person in charge of the extra performance said.
"That's really a pity..." Le Jian propped his cheek and inquired about the backstage, if the other party did not come, this additional performance would be meaningless, he naturally had a ticket in his hand, but it was a little boring to send it specifically.
"You can send him a ticket." The person in charge said.
Le Jian closed the screen and got up: "Forget it."
Just when he leaves a door for that person and can grasp it, he will not fall into his trap.
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The war everywhere in the interstellar will not affect the holding of that grand event, the stage is being built, the seats are arranged, and almost all the seats will also present a visual feast for those who cannot come here.
The venue is large, but it is still difficult to find a ticket, and the tickets in the front row have been turned over to sky-high prices.
Le Jane, a genius magician in the interstellar era, is extremely anticipated in every performance, because his magic is not so much magic as an illusion.
As the day ends, neon lights come on, boring work life ends, and people's stress is released with darkness.
Floating cars and flying machines flow in the night, gathering like stars in the auditorium on the huge lake.
The sea of people was crowded, and it should have been a little irritable, but almost everyone had an expectant look on their faces.
Rows of seats were filled with people, and when viewed from above, they were as dense as an ant's nest, and the high platform with a wide middle door was the only empty place.
The crowd was loud, and countless bright lights lit up from the audience, all looking forward to the arrival of eight o'clock.
The aircraft was moored, and when Zong Que got off it, he took the ticket from the neckline pocket and sent it to the machine, then took the cut ticket and walked into the auditorium.
That special passage naturally attracted a lot of people to look over, but the night was dark, and many people were only enough to see the tall figure, and it was difficult to glimpse the slightest.
"Chief, we caught the infiltrated hiding." The voice of turnip came out of the headset.
"Go and negotiate with Tianyi, we want the SC1 channel." Zong Que's steps did not stop, and he walked through the dark passage, "The next thing is related to Cang.
"Yes." Wu replied.
Some of the delicate headsets were taken off, crushed into crumbs by that hand as they stepped out of the passage, and slipped down their fingertips.
As soon as he entered the auditorium, there was a sea of people, all the spectators came for the person who would appear on the stage tonight, all the people loved him, in such an atmosphere, the mood would naturally be affected by this emotion, but he took the initiative to step in, and would never think that this was a net laid against him alone.
Zong Que walked past from the front, sitting in the front row to the right and looking at the stage, his lover is a master of capturing people's hearts.
When the time gate arrived, the lights that illuminated here went out, and the sound of water churning sounded at this moment, and everyone's eyes converged on the high platform, but they saw the churning of water light, and an extremely ethereal sound sounded from it, carrying the distance of the deep sea.
The huge figure gushed out of the water, and many people who were attracted by the door were amazed in an instant.
Zong Que looked up and saw the figure that fell on the churning whale, all white, standing on it with a particularly conspicuous and slender figure.
He rose and fell with the whale's body, making many people watching hang their hearts, waiting for him to land on the stage, but the whale was still swinging its tail, but it threw out the person standing on it, making him fall like wings, but was straight through the iron thorns that rose from the stage.
Limbs hanging, blood flowing, like angels who fell from the air and had broken their wings, and had to die in hell, everyone's breath was held, and when someone's eyes were wide and wanted to make a sound, the blood that flowed blossomed on the thorns.
The tense atmosphere of the whole audience loosened when the flowers grew, and the thorns slowly fell, the fingers of the person who ran through it moved lightly, holding the thorns under him to pull themselves off from the top, landing lightly, the blood-stained white clothes were gone, and the figure in a slim suit stood on the stage, although the face was wearing a gorgeous half-mask, but the exposed jaw and hooked lips were enough to make the audience boil.
"Ahhh!! Le Jane!
"Oh my God, it's going to scare me to death, I thought there was a mistake in magic!"
"He is always so naughty that it makes people break out in a cold sweat."
"Even if you know it's fake, you can't help but suspense."
The voices were boiling, some people told about excitement, some people told about suspense, and some people excitedly shouted their love.
Le Jian stood on the stage, his gaze fell on the front row, and the smile at the corner of his lips deepened when he saw the tall figure.
He left him a way to live, which he himself stepped on with great effort.
The most common thing that magicians play is cards, Le Jian stretched out his hand, and a card appeared in the finger door, and almost instantly the door attracted everyone's attention.
Zong Que was also looking at the young man who was almost glowing, playing cards was a rare and common thing, but when it suddenly appeared in that beautiful hand, it was particularly pleasing to the eye.
The card was crumpled by that hand and put into the pot next to it, and the pot fell on the triangular supported stool, and the hand flicked over it, as if pulling gently, but in a moment, a small green seedling poked out from the eyes of everyone, as if growing under the pull of that palm.
The corners of the young man's lips showed extreme tenderness, and the green seedlings also gave birth to branches, little by little, and even produced buds.
[That's awesome! ] 1314 exclaimed.
[There is no life force on it. 01 said.
Magic is just a trick, everything is manipulated at the fingertips of the magician, and this person's control over the body has reached the extreme.
"I know, that's awesome too. 1314 is addicted to the show.
01: [......]
The buds grow and bloom slowly, like a fast release accumulated under the lens for a long time, but it is ten million times more shocking than that.
The red flower trembled and seemed to carry a fragrance, and the hand that prompted it to grow gently caressed, removing a petal from it, but in an instant the door turned into a card.
He seemed a little surprised, and took off one flower, a deck of cards bloomed like a flower in his hand, and he quickly gathered it in his palm.
The applause had already sounded, and the audience was immersed in this magic feast.
Magic is a trick, but it is not a single performance, and extracting the audience is the most sparse and common thing, because only by allowing the audience to participate in it will you really experience the magical feeling.
The selection of the audience was a voting lottery, and the random audience was very excited, and Zong Que was only a bystander, not a participant.
The cards slid freely on the young man's hand, and the spread of the fan was very neat and beautiful, and he was extremely confident, and he also had such a confident ability, because he did every step perfectly.
Magic is a trick, and if you can't see through it, you will feel shocked, but even if Zong Que can see through, his eyes can't take his eyes off his body.
The roses blooming next to it are very beautiful, and the young man's smiling appearance is even more beautiful, full of vigorous vitality, and has nothing to do with obscurity.
He dared to perform in front of everyone without fear of exposure, perhaps because of this.
"Next is mind reading." The person standing on the stage gathered the cards in his palm, looked at the audience and said, "Let's elect the participants again, this time without voting, using random methods."
He told the rules, and the elegant and smiling voice was transformed by the machine into everyone's ears, and almost everyone was looking at him, hoping to be a participant in this game, to be closer to the glowing person, and to enter the dream himself.
"Everyone, this is a whole deck of cards, I will throw it out, and the spectator who gets the five of spades will become a participant in this mind-reading technique." Le Jian unfolded the cards and threw them directly.
The cards boiled and floated in the air, countless people reached out to grab it, and the person who got it stood up almost instantly, and squeezed onto the stage in the envious eyes of everyone.
[Lele didn't choose a host. 1314 said, "Could this person be Tor?]
[It's not. Zong Que looked at the young man on the stage who withdrew his gaze from elsewhere and smiled.
When magic can randomly select people, it means that the result has nothing to do with who the chosen person is.
The force with which he controls the cards is very clever, and the choice is intentional.
The more eager the desire to be seen, but the other party seems to see it and cannot get close, the desire of the person's heart. Hope will boil over because of this.
"Don't be afraid, think of the person you most want to meet and choose one from this deck." Le Jian flicked his fingers and unfolded a new deck of playing cards and smiled.
The man who went was full of excitement, and when his eyes fell on the deck of cards, he said, "Can I not choose?" There
was some uproar at the scene, Le Jian smiled, and stretched out his hand to the black cloth that rose on the side: "Of course, then please come and check this black cloth, or you randomly say a card, from the people you just picked up to check this cloth."
"2 of Spades." The man said.
Someone else stood up from the audience, almost lifted the black cloth during inspection, repeatedly showed it to the audience, and laid it back again.
The inspecting audience stepped down, and the person standing on the stage glanced at the previously selected audience and said, "I know your answer."
"Who is it..." As soon as the man's voice fell, the cards in Le Jian's hand were thrown and pasted on the black cloth, and a person's name appeared directly before it fell.
And the man who didn't quite believe it instantly widened his eyes and looked at the name almost in horror.
"Is this the person?" Le Jian walked to the front of the stage, and when he removed the black cloth, the cards on it fell into his hands one after another, and became a complete pair again.
"Yes," the man said stunnedly.
His mind reading skills are very accurate, even if he changes a few people, no matter how random he chooses, guesses the names of people or guesses numbers, he can accurately get accurate answers, which makes the audience in an uproar, and the best thing is the string of lottery numbers he wrote down when he was on the verge of the draw, which pushed this performance to the top.
"For the last time, tonight's strength is going to run out." Le Jian looked at the audience and smiled.
The others laughed in unison.
"Draw lots."
"Online Casting."
"With cards, cards are fairer."
"Solitaire is only those in front!"
"Use the star net to cast the number, which one is which." Le Jian said, the huge light screen opened behind him, a string of numbers slid, almost unable to see the numbers on it, "I don't look, shout stop and stop."
In addition to the people on the Star Network, the audience at the scene also turned on their brains and made the number slide faster.
[Host, do you want me to operate?] 1314 volunteered and worked hard, wanting to snow the shame of hoarding countless kidney tonic potions.
[Nope. Zong Que looked at the stage and said.
"Stop." Le Jian's voice sounded, the screen stopped in an instant, his figure turned slightly, looked at the screen behind him, the corners of his lips hooked when he saw the number, and his eyes fell on the position in the front row.
The spotlight was also placed there, so that many viewers' eyes found a landing point, but they were a little surprised for a while.
The auditorium is dark, and only people who are very close can see the figure there, but because most of the people's eyes are focused on the stage, and at this moment, the person sitting under the stage is so handsome and abstinent that everyone's eyes stop.
"I didn't expect it to be such a front-row person." Le Jian looked at the figure, his eyes lightly narrowed and walked over, "You don't have to come up."
He performed for a night, and also paid attention to this person for a night, the other party looked very serious and focused, but it was difficult to tell whether he was looking at people or magic, he would also applaud, but even the clapping was full of calm and noble feelings, but let Le Jian can't hold his feeling at the moment, making people's blood boil.
Zong Que looked at the figure walking over, and looked at the eyes hidden behind the mask, even if hidden, those eyes were very beautiful, especially when he was crouching and watching, it seemed that he was the only one in the world who fell under his eyes, more focused than the spotlight.
"Do you need to draw a card?" Le Jian said with a smile.
"No need." Zong Que said.
"Then look into my eyes, and I'll guess who you're thinking." The youth's tone has a gentle and melodious taste, which seems to be demagogic.
Zong Que's gaze did not shift, Le Jian's fingers curled slightly, this person's gaze was very serious, only reflecting the prosperous lights behind him alone, but even so, such prosperity did not seem to meet his eyes, calm and deep and heartwarming.
This feeling of uncontrollability has not been experienced since he ascended to the first position of killer.
It's really top prey.
"Ah, there's an answer." Le Jian got up, turned his body sideways, and walked to the black cloth in that gaze, the card was unfolded in his hand, and when he sprinkled on the cloth, it was not like before, but turned into a piece of rose petals, and the name was not outlined on it, but a silhouette appeared.
A silhouette that was very similar to the one on the poster belonged only to Zong Que alone.
"Who is it?"
"I can't see it, it seems to be a man."
"Is there only one silhouette?"
"Did I guess right, sir?" Le Jian turned around and asked with a smile.
Zong Que looked at the smile at the corner of his lips and replied, "Hmm. He
came to see him, whether it was his identity on the surface or himself, he came to see him, even if it was a trap, he stepped into it willingly.
When Le Jian heard this answer, his eyes crossed with satisfaction, and his hand put on the cloth next to him, and without wasting his effort, his prey entered the net.
The black bra opened, the petals flew into the air, fluttering and falling, everyone looked up, but found that the petals were scattered from the dome, romantic to the extreme.
But the petals were about to fall, and when someone reached out to receive it, he stood up in surprise, because it was not a petal, but a banknote, and countless banknotes fell from the sky, causing people to be surprised and boiling.
They watched those petals fall and turn into banknotes falling into their hands, and this magic was completely shocking.
Almost everyone stretched out their hands, and Le Jian took out a rose from the black cloth and inserted it in the pot of flowers, and when he picked it up, the pot of flowers turned into a huge bouquet, and he squatted down and handed it to Zong Que: "Thank you for your last cooperation, this bouquet will be given to you." The
rose-red heat burned like a flame, and Zong Que reached out and took it, "Thank you."
"Well, then, goodbye." The young man on the stage pulled over the black cloth, and when the corners of his lips hooked, the figure had disappeared from the stage.
He appeared like an illusion, disappeared like an illusion, beautiful like a dream, but lit the night.
The boiling of the crowd did not end for a while, Zong Que lowered his eyes, and pulled out a folded card from the bouquet full of flowers: Mr. Zong, long time no see.
The card is folded over, and on the other side is the pass card to enter the lounge.
Zong Que got up and left his seat with the flower in the boiling mood of everyone, and in such a lively atmosphere, few people paid attention to his departure.
With the pass card handed, Zong Que was able to enter the quiet rest area, but when he pushed open the door of the lounge, he did not see the figure.
There was some slight movement behind it, dyed with the fragrance of roses, Zong Que's fingers paused slightly, his eyes were covered from behind, and the young man's voice changed with a disguise, but it was enough to discern: "Guess who I am?"
"Le Jane." Zong Que said.
"I guessed it all at once." The hand covering his eyes laughed, "At least pretend, so that I don't have much sense of accomplishment."
Zong Que turned around and saw the young man standing in the bright light, different from the lights on the scene, he took off his mask, the beauty was beautiful and very impactful, and it was not as far away as the people on the stage, it seemed that he could reach out and touch.
This is the person he loves, and even if they meet again, they only see each other when they first meet.
Roses represent love, passionate love.
The line of sight met, Le Jian held his breath and did not speak, he was waiting for the other party to come, he really came, not only to the auditorium, but also here.
It was like a prey step into a trap, carrying flowers that were about to become his open gift.
There are no results yet, and he shouldn't be so excited, but he hasn't had such a bloody time for a long time.
Separated by one door, the sound of boiling outside is blocked, and the breathing in the lounge seems to be thoughtful every time, slowly flowing with the rich fragrance of flowers, just to be broken.
Le Jian raised his hand and touched his tie and said, "Your tie seems to..."
Before he could finish his words, he was gently pushed by the figure in front of him and leaned against the door, and he met the slightly heavy gaze, the emotions in it were a little unresolved, but indeed the ice and snow melted, making his back seem to float with extreme heat.
He really liked him, otherwise he wouldn't have spent a lot of money to watch a show, wouldn't have taken his flowers, wouldn't have come to him.
The heart was unresolved, the lips had been kissed, the bouquet landed, and the waist was buckled extremely tightly.
Le Jane liked the smell on his body, there was no smell of tobacco, just very clean and warm, a person who was ascetic to release desire. When I looked at it, it turned out to be so eager.
But after the gift is unsealed, it should also be put on the shelf.
He responded, Zong Que tightened the back of his neck, opened his eyes to look at the young man's slightly narrowed eyes, and his heart did not stop, but he ended the kiss.
The kiss parted a little unexpectedly, and he raised his eyes a little stunned: "What's wrong?"
"Sorry to offend you." Zong Que collected his emotions and said.
If it continues, they will have quite a good night, but those who are too smooth will lose a hint of challenge.
The other party is not Yang now, such a chaotic world, if he runs away, it will not be easy to find him.
Hunting requires some patience, you can't help but give sweetness, but you can't give it all at once.
The more thought he spends, the more he cares, he doesn't want to use means against him, but blindly passive will make the other party feel uneasy.
Le Jian looked at his gradually regained calm eyes, and understood that the best time door had been missed, and it was not interesting to ask to continue now: "You like me?
"Yes." Zong Que got up, let go of his waist and picked up the bouquet on the ground, "But I shouldn't do this to you."
"Would you think I'm if I said I didn't mind?" Le Jian calmed his breath and looked at the man's slightly loose neckline pulled by him and asked.
Maybe it's the wrong location, and it's a little too urgent here.
Zong Que looked at him and said, "No, you're fine, do you like me?"
"The flower language of roses is love, and I will not give flowers to others casually." Le Jian stood up straight and flicked over a flower, almost crushing it.
His fire was lit, but now he is so uncomfortable that he can't tie people directly to the bed.
His answer was by no means positive, and sure enough, he was ready to run at any time, and Zong Que asked, "Can I get acquainted?" Le
Jian raised his eyebrows lightly, and gently exhaled hot air in his mouth, he was thinking that this person might not like the excitement of such a fire cooking oil, he would be affected for a while, but he recovered his sanity too quickly.
Do you prefer boiling frogs in warm water to cooking oil over a fire?
Can make him want to follow him. The bed is worth boiling slowly.
"You kissed them all, don't you think it's too late to ask me this kind of question?" Le Jian stepped forward, stretched out his hand to tie his neckline, tied his tie and said, "I still have something to do tonight, can you go back first?"
"Well, you're tired today too, rest early." Zong Que said.
"Good." Le Jian gently calmed her breath, kissed him on the lips, and looked at the man's light eyes, "You too."
"Hmm." Zong Que replied, withdrew slightly to avoid his hand, and when he reached the door, he turned to look at the person behind him who was breathing heavily, "We haven't added contact information yet."
Le Jian met his gaze, reached over and connected his wisdom brain: "I'm a little tired today, I forgot." "
Rest early." Zong Que reached out and touched the top of his head, opened the door and turned to leave.
The door was brought up, Le Jian raised his eyebrows slightly, touched the top of his head to lock the door, ripped off his tie and collar, sat on the sofa and scolded secretly.
Obviously, the other party was excited first, but his fire was a little bigger, if it weren't for the fact that he was too humiliated, he wouldn't be left behind now.
For today's fire, he had better hold out a little longer, because once he arrived, he would eat him with the belt bones.
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Zong Que got into the car, his breath was slightly relaxed, and the car drove into the night, the excitement brought by that visual feast. But the situation has not been completely eliminated.
That person's smile on the stage, every move, and the eagerness in his eyes were enough to provoke. Touching the heartstrings, but unfortunately the skin is itchy.
He looked at the contact information obtained on the mailing list, and rubbed his fingers, the purpose of coming tonight had been achieved.
The fragrance of flowers floated, and the large bouquet was cut off by Zong Que's branch and the end was immersed in water and awake, while Le Jian washed his face, and when he fastened his collar, he opened the message sent by his wisdom brain before, and his eyes were slightly closed.
The third-ranked hideaway was caught by the ruins.
Le Jian and the other party have face-to-face, although they have not fought each other, but the hiding ability is not bad, the identity of the leader of the ruins is unknown, and he should not do it at first, but he was caught probing and being caught, but it is not as simple as missing a hand.
He pressed the headset, and the door was instantly connected there: "Did you receive the hidden news?"
"What information is available so far?" Le Jian pulled the top of his hair and said.
"The ruins negotiated with Tianyi, asked for the SC1 route, and the hide was released." The headset said.
"What about the target's news?" Le Jian has become accustomed to the pervasiveness of organizing news, and wants to release killers, one is confidence in his own strength, and the other is lack of money.
Rapid expansion, I am afraid that the financial resources are not so sufficient, but it can release the hunters, and it can be regarded as courageous.
The headset hesitated for a moment and said, "No."
"Nothing?" Le Jian raised his eyebrows lightly, "What agreement was reached?"
"There is such a possibility, but the information submitted to Tianyi is that he was caught without seeing the target." The voice on the other side of the headset said.
"So who was he caught by?" Le Jian came with some interest.
"It is said that there are many people, and the security system of the other party is very tight." The voice on the other side of the headset said, "Do you want to take it?" "
Have you hidden the mission status?" Le Jian took her coat and asked.
"Not yet." Said over there.
"Then don't worry, let him probe first." Le Jian is very interested in this task, but if you want to make such a list, you can't do less preparatory work in the early stage.
And now there is no news, which means that he has to spend a lot of energy, but he still has a gift here that has not been opened, it is really very worried, anyway, this task will probably not be completed for a while, it is better to let people explore the way first.
"Yes, I will send you a news update in the future." Said over there.
"Hmm." Le Jian put on her coat and walked out the door, went straight to the roof and got on the aircraft to leave.
Next, he had to calculate how to cook the frog thoroughly.
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Zong Que's life is very regular, and when he first came, he experienced a period of black and white upside down, but when the power was cultivated, many things did not need to be done by him personally.
I got up early in the morning, ate breakfast after morning exercise, and the flowers that had woken up for several hours were withdrawn from the water one by one, and then cut off and inserted in the vase.
A large bouquet of flowers, several bottles, and placed them in various places on the door of the room.
The news above the wisdom brain poked out, Zong Que clicked, the message was a small 3D GIF, the little magician wearing a magic hat conjured a rose, and when it was spread, it showed a good morning pattern.
His fingers paused, and when the movement stopped, he clicked again, and the little magician with soft cheeks changed again.
Zong Que groaned, and after looking at it again, he saved it.
After Le Jian sent the message, he was looking at the time gate, and for two minutes, there was still no message back.
Although he knows where the other party lives, he can't go directly to the door, and if he wants to cook a frog, he naturally has to see the frog shadow first.
He is a patient person, but if he does not return in two minutes, is he hanging him on purpose, or is he not awake?
Le Jian gently rubbed her cheek on her side, and did not send another message, one was to say hello, and two were impatient.
It can't be that last night's blood boiled and I felt that I could socialize, and I woke up this morning and regretted it, right? Human thinking is mostly like this, but there should be no point in his body that the other party will regret.
Can't blame him for a little can't hold back, the duck to the mouth flies, he can change the way is already very patient, if the other party dares to run this time, he will directly do it.
I was thinking about how to tie people up, but the communication suddenly jumped out, and the name on it displayed, Lejian dispelled the picture in his mind, pressed connect, and heard a voice from the other side: "Hey, good morning." This
person is excellent regardless of his figure, appearance or voice.
"Good morning, Mr. Zong." Le Jian greeted with a smile.
Good morning, handsome little frog.
"Did you just wake up?" Le Jian asked.
"No, I'm dealing with the flowers I brought back yesterday." Zong Que said, "Did you just wake up?
"Already packed up, wanted to call you out for breakfast." Lejian was pleased with his behavior.
He hasn't cooked it yet, the other party has already started cooking it himself.
"I've eaten." Zong Que said.
Le Jian glanced at the time door and felt that the other party was eating a little early: "Yes, I didn't expect you to get up so early, then I'll solve it myself."
Zong Que flicked his finger and said, "Do you want to come over and eat?" I can do it again. The
corners of Le Jian's lips hooked: "Wouldn't that bother you too much?" Sure
enough, with the relationship, it is much more convenient to enter the hall.
"No, you are my lover." Zong Que said.
Le Jian looked at the building not far away and said, "Just because it's lovers?"
Zong Que asked, "What?"
Le Jian lowered his voice and laughed: "I mean you don't think it's just because of our relationship?"
Zong Que groaned, looked at the light screen in front of him and said, "No, I would love to see you." Le
Jian's eyes moved lightly, his fingers gently rubbed, he felt that the other party had taken the bait, but he refused to sleep with him, it seemed that he could only make him feel that their relationship was more stable: "I also want to see you, but I don't know where your home address is."
"I'll send it to you, so it's easier to find some." Zong Que clicked on the wisdom brain, sent the address and got up, "Slow down on the road, I'll go cook first." "Good
." Le Jian hung up the communication, opened his plan, and clicked the destination on the aircraft after swiping lightly.
......
Breakfast is effortless for Zongque, interstellar war, the lowest level can find food to maintain vitality is a good thing, the middle layer uses the ultimate extracted nutrients, only the rich at home will use fresh seasonal vegetables.
Those who can afford seasonal vegetables will also be equipped with smart kitchens, and many things only need one button, and you can control the heat and seasoning when you are interested.
Halfway through breakfast, the doorbell rang, and Zong Que pressed the automatic button, walked over and opened the door.
When Le Jian heard the door open, her fingers withdrew and a smile appeared on her face, but when she saw the man in her house clothes, her eyes lit up.
The other party was very handsome in a suit, and wearing home clothes did not weaken that handsomeness, but it seemed gentle and harmless, but it really made him a little uneasy in conscience and a little excited.
Zong Que looked at the freshly dressed man standing outside and gave way and said, "Please come in."
Le Jian smiled and stepped in: "Are we going to use honorifics like this all the time?"
Zong Que was stunned when he brought the door, thinking about his way of speaking.
"Forget it, that's good." Le Jian looked at the door of this room, it looked very low-key and capable, but all the furnishings were the best, but it seemed a little deserted, and the few bushes of roses added some warmth to the place, "You like those flowers very much?"
"Hmm." Zong Que helped him take out his shoes and answered.
"In fact, making immortal flowers will last longer." Le Jian said.
Zong Que was sure that he was completing the task and ignored his answer: "This will be more life."
"Then I'll send you when the game fails." Le Jian reached over.
Zong Que raised his hand with some doubt, but a rose appeared on that hand.
He looked at the flower in front of him and did not immediately reach out and take it: "Where did this come from?"
"This is a magician's secret, I'll tell you later." Le Jian handed the flower over and smiled.
In fact, roses are too strong for men, but he just wants to see him dye such a bright temperature.
"Thank you." Zong Que continued, "What gift do you want?"
"That kind of thing would be better as a surprise." Le Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at him with a look that seemed to be a little hesitant, and smiled, "I will like anything you send." "Good
." Zong Que replied, "Eat first."
"It's really troublesome." Le Jian looked at the figure turned by the other party and said.
"No trouble." Zong Que said.
When the food is served, it should be light, but Le Jian doesn't care how the meal is, when the task is critical, he can eat anything that can wrap his belly.
"Can you sit here with me?" Le Jian sat down and looked at the humane on the side, "You are busy on the side, I will be a little anxious."
"Hmm." Zong Que sat down opposite him, handed the chopsticks over, and said, "Don't worry.
"Thank you." Le Jian took the chopsticks and ate the breakfast in front of him, his eyes slightly glanced over the other party's body.
Well, it's delicious and does whet your appetite.
Zong Que only didn't notice his line of sight, and put the porridge in front of him and said, "Be careful with scalding." Le
Jian's gaze fell on his hand, and his lips lightly opened: "Will you feel regretful?" "
Zong Que looked at him and said, "What?
"I woke up in the morning and didn't see your news, in fact, I was worried in my heart, I was afraid that you were impulsive last night and regretted it when I woke up." Le Jian said.
The young man was not as wandering as that night, nor was he as comfortable as last night, but seemed to really leak a trace of loneliness.
"It was too late yesterday, and when I woke up, I was worried that it would make you noisy if you didn't wake up." Zong Que said.
"So it is." A smile appeared at the corner of Le Jian's lips, "Then you don't regret it, do you?" Love
is to keep repeating, constantly telling, and slowly even if you don't, you will deceive yourself.
"Nope." Zong Que said.
"A little fun." Le Jian smiled.
His smile seemed to be naturally contagious, and Zong Que knew that he was very precise in grasping people's hearts, but there was currently a gap in information between them: "Me too." Le
Jian's smile deepened, and this trick really worked.