Those Years of Falling in Love with Mosaic [Quick Travel]

11.7 - Kou Qiu: Uncle, it's him! He is the one bullying me! !

　　When Kou Qiu opened his eyes in a daze in the middle of the night, he could still see the figure of the man. The light was very dim, and the room was still a little dark. The man stood on the ground on the other side, pursed his lips tightly, and poured ladles of it over himself.

　　Water droplets splashed everywhere, but the sound was very small. The man's back muscles are very strong. When he moves his shoulders, all the muscles are twisted and collided together like plates, making them broad and thick.

　　He stared half-asleep for a while, still unsure whether it was a dream or reality.

　　"...Uncle Kan?"

　　After shouting in a daze, Kou Qiu's eyelids drooped again. He held the Cattail Fan that came from nowhere in his arms and smacked his lips.

　　"Uncle Kan..."

　　The man looked at him with dark eyes.

　　If he were awake at this time, if Kou Qiu was really just a student, he would definitely be frightened by such a look - there was no struggle in that look, what was left now was all undisguised desire to hunt. His eyes were like two physical hands, already pulling the person under him and touching him.

　　A person in his thirties has suppressed these things for thirty years.

　　When it erupts, it only makes it hotter.

　　The temperature won't cool down.

　　Kan Jun touched his arm, and then poured another ladle of cold water on it. It seemed that relying on this water could allow him to bury something deeper and more tightly for the time being.

　　At least it's not out of control so quickly.

　　The towel hanging on the clothesline was full of the fragrance of soap. Kan Jun pulled it over and wiped his body, his brows furrowed tighter.

　　When I woke up again, there was movement in front of the door. Kou Qiu opened his eyes and heard the man saying something to the person in front of the door. His voice was cold and completely businesslike.

　　After a while, he opened the door again and came in again. Kou Qiu sat up on the bed, put on his socks and asked, "Uncle Kan? Is anyone here?"

　　Kan Jun hummed, with a stern face, and his expression was not pretty.

　　Someone hurriedly followed behind, smiled apologetically, and said, "Mr. Kan ..."

　　He was a middle-aged man, with a slightly bulging belly and a conspicuous bald spot in the middle of his head. When he saw Kou Qiu sitting on the bed, his expression changed and he hesitated to persuade Kan Jun again.

　　"Kan Jun, we have been fighting this situation for many years, why do we have to do it right?"

　　He hurriedly swallowed his saliva and said, "Look, our director has an old friendship with you -"

　　"We're not talking about friendship," Kan Jun held the cigarette between his fingers, took a puff and lowered his eyes to look at him, "we're just talking about law."

　　The man's face stiffened.

　　"Kan Jun!"

　　Kan Jun ignored him and didn't look at what he was carrying. He walked straight to the bed, touched Kou Qiu's face, and asked, "Have you been bitten by a mosquito?"

　　Senior cadre Kou sat cross-legged and shook his head on the bed.

　　The man stared at him with dark eyes.