Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 91

From a few words, a message was revealed. Yan Jueshen was unhappy because he bought sausages for others but not for him.

Xue Yu felt a little ridiculous.

He looked at the man's face immersed in the street light and said puzzledly: "Do you really want to eat sausages? I remember you said you were full before you came out."

As for the word break up, he was tired of hearing it and unconsciously skipped it.

Yan Jueshen was only wearing a loose long-sleeved shirt, but his superior figure was still very obvious and could resist the cold wind at this time. He stood still and said: "This is different."

He said this, but refused to give any more hints.

So half a minute later, Xue Yu entered the convenience store again.

The cashier looked at the person in front of him, yawned halfway and then stopped, causing a line of tears to flow from the corner of his eyes in a funny way. He said hesitantly: "Ah, it's you."

Convenience stores are places with a lot of people, and there are many faces coming in, but Xue Yu's face is too special, surprisingly unique and beautiful, so he remembered it very clearly.

He even remembered that Xue Yu had just left five minutes ago.

Xue Yu didn't know him, but he also politely hummed to him, breathing softly, "I want another sausage."

The cashier immediately lifted his precious butt that was stuck to the stool and walked to the oven to pick up the sausage for Xue Yu. When the skewer was inserted, Xue Yu had already obediently turned out the payment code for him.

The beep sound indicating successful payment sounded.

Xue Yu walked out of the convenience store with the still steaming sausage, held it in front of Yan Jueshen, and frowned with a pale face. He said exhaustedly: "I bought you one too. Is it ready this time?"

Xue Yu was very tired.

If he could go back to the moment of making the choice, he would never rashly stay.

Now not only is his mouth suffering, but his mind and body are also suffering. It's simply not worth it.

Yan Jueshen has many things to do and is sensitive. Even a patient person like Xue Yu can't tolerate him all the time.

"It's okay." The man explored slowly, first wrapping his palm around the back of Xue Yu's hand, and then, as if he had touched it by mistake, he moved from the elastic back of the hand to the sausage stick, and then he commented implicitly.

Xue Yu: "..."

It was getting darker and darker outside. Xue Yu didn't want to go shopping after buying bread, and he was too lazy to ask for the password of the safe. His intuition told him that there would be no results tonight, so it's better to save some energy and talk about it later.

He followed Yan Jueshen back to the residential building.

On the way from the elevator to the door, Xue Yu raised his face, which was whitened by the wind, and looked at the man next to him. He was not sure if he was overthinking it. Yan Jueshen seemed a little happy?

Recalling the man's appearance at the door of the convenience store, like an abandoned stray dog, and now he was happy with his eyebrows and eyes relaxed, Xue Yu couldn't help but sigh at the man's changeability.

His face changes so quickly, even actors can't compare.

After entering the house, Xue Yu changed into slippers in the entrance hall. As soon as he raised his head, the man hugged his shoulders.