A Weak Passerby | BL, EDITED MTL

Chapter 66: Slap in the face

Seeing that Liu Qingzhi hadn't said anything, Fan San gave Fan Si a look.

Fan Si nodded and walked straight towards Liu Qingzhi.

Liu Qingzhi didn't move, just stood there, waiting for the thin man to walk up to his with handcuffs.

Although Liu Qingzhi looked thin, he was not short. When Fan Si walked in front of him, he was only at the tip of Liu Qingzhi's nose, so he had to tilt his head up to meet Liu Qingzhi's gaze.

Obviously, Liu Qingzhi hadn't done anything at the moment, but the height difference had already made Fan Si's momentum inexplicably much shorter in front of Liu Qingzhi.

Fan Si seemed to realize this as well, and frowned in displeasure.

The next second, he raised his head and looked into Liu Qingzhi's eyes. Just as he was about to say something, he was fixed by Liu Qingzhi's lowered gaze.

Liu Qingzhi's eyes are actually very beautiful peach blossom eyes, but because his pupils are very dark, when his thick and long eyelashes hang down, a gray shadow is attached to his pupils.

So at first sight, rather than the affectionate charm that comes with his peach blossom eyes, he gives people more of a misty, sickly feeling.

However, when others stare at his brows more closely, or when he lowers his eyes slightly and looks at someone, the person being stared at by his eyes will be reminded of that gorgeous yet decadent flower.

It doesn't matter whether you are moved or not.

It's a visual impact.

This is also because the visual sense is too strong.

So it's not so easy to relax.

Just like now, being stared at by Liu Qingzhi, Fan Si's mouth was still half open, and he didn't say a word of what he was going to say. His brain seemed to be a little empty, and he stood still, as if he had forgotten what he was going to do.

It was not until Fan San called him from behind that Fan Si seemed to have been restarted.

He clenched his fist and put it to his mouth and coughed softly, as if to cover up his previous stagnation. But the next second, when he spoke again, his attitude was much better than when he first met Liu Qingzhi.

Even the tone of his voice softened a bit, not so contemptuous anymore.

"Put your hand out."

He originally planned to handcuff Liu Qingzhi directly, but in the end, he still said this sentence, asking Liu Qingzhi to stretch out his hand himself.

Liu Qingzhi raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the shackles in the thin and dark man's hands.

This was the first time that he stretched out his hand and wanted to torture someone.

The insensitivity is really strong.

Seeing that Liu Qingzhi didn't move, Fan Si sighed and suddenly became impatient: "Hurry up, stretch out your hand."

After saying this, he raised his foot, ready to take another step forward, as if he had lost his patience and was going to do it himself.

But at this moment, after the water boiled, the gurgling sound suddenly came from a compartment in the back.

Hearing this sound, Liu Qingzhi asked, "What are you going to do by boiling water?"

Fan Si replied subconsciously: "What else can I do? Of course I have to prepare dinner."

Liu Qingzhi thought about the fact that there was no shortage of food here, his eyes moved slightly, and he continued to ask: "So what are you going to do?"