The Sand Sculpture Cannon Fodder Attack In A Sadistic Novel

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After ten minutes of introspection, Qi Yan decided to give Chu Ze a good shake.

After all, I had to work for seven days in vain while letting others busy.

"Is there anything you like?" Qi Yan asked.

Chu Ze, who was packing the takeout boxes, stopped and looked at Qi Yan reproachfully: "You only know how to use money to make trouble?" "

That's not what I meant." Qi Yan explained quickly.

In fact, he also believed that the relationship between him and Chu Ze could no longer be measured by money.

"So..." Chu Ze threw all the lunch boxes into the trash can, calmly turned around and looked into Qi Yan's eyes and said, "Why do you care so much about whether I am happy or not?" "

Huh?" This confused Qi Yan.

In his previous life, he always wanted to bring happiness to everyone. After being hurt by the person closest to him, he understood a lot.

Only when people love themselves first can they be loved by others.

Therefore, he cares more about his own feelings. He can catch Qi Si who made a mistake and give him a good beating.

But he would not treat Chu Ze like this. This is definitely not because of the difference between intimacy and distance.

Chu Ze was the first person he came into contact with in this world.

He was also the first person to give him a sense of belonging.

It was probably for this reason that I couldn't let go of Chu Ze and hoped that Chu Ze could live a happy life.

"Why are you so nice to me?" Chu Ze asked calmly.

During this period of time when the three of them lived together, Chu Ze vaguely felt that he had no chance.

Maybe there is something else that he doesn't know exists.

"Just... no?" Qi Yan asked.

"Always accommodating me." As a result, I kept wanting to take possession further, and Chu Ze wanted to know what was different about him from Qi Yan.

"Because..." Qi Yan felt that he should be able to answer this question very well, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to answer.

"Why?" Chu Ze came over and stared into Qi Yan's eyes, sensing the panic inside and feeling a little distressed.

Just as he was about to change the subject, Qi Yan stepped back for some reason and bumped into the flowerpot behind him.

Continuing to panic, he leaned heavily against the wall.

"Hiss~" Qi Yan gasped in pain. He was frightened by the seriousness in Chu Ze's eyes just now.

That look seemed to hide something terrible.

Hearing Qi Yan cry out in pain, Chu Ze quickly pulled Qi Yan into his arms.

"Let me take a look." Chu Ze was about to take off Qi Yan's clothes.

"No... no need." Qi Yan's resistance was always weak in front of Chu Ze.

Soon he was stripped naked and asked to lie down on the sofa.

The smell of safflower oil was too strong for his nose. Qi Yan immediately turned over and stopped Chu Ze.

"No, you can apply it on me when I get home later." Qi Yan forced a smile.

Chu Ze quickly understood: "You mean you want to go to the warehouse at the port alone?"

"...Hmm." Qi Yan's expression was solemn.