Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

104-2

Xue Yu turned his head and looked at the three extremely silent people. His fingertips pressed the phone tightly, his breathing became lighter, and his legs were tightly together.

He rarely regretted what he had done, but now he regretted telling Lun his contact information, "Lun, thank you, but don't buy it. And can we talk about it later? I have something to do here..."

"Then you have to call me later." The man opposite him couldn't hide his regret in his tone, but he knew the situation very well. He knew that Xue Yu was not convenient now, so he didn't pester him.

Xue Yu hummed twice, as if an evil thing would crawl out of the phone. After saying goodbye to Lun briefly, he quickly hung up.

Lun's chattering voice disappeared in the room, and it was as quiet as a dead pond.

The difference between Xin Xiao and Yan Jueshen is that he lacks the cells of patience. He has not even met the Westerners on the other end of the phone, but he has enough repulsion.

As soon as the phone was disconnected, he asked Xue Yu: "Is that your boyfriend?"

Yan Jueshen also turned his head, not knowing whether it was inadvertent or he was also interested in this question.

"...Ah?" Xue Yu was stunned for two or three seconds before he realized that he was talking about Lun.

"No."

Xue Yu didn't understand why he misunderstood Lun as having that kind of relationship with him. He was a little embarrassed, and his skin was very reactive. The tip of his nose and ears were slightly pink, which caught the eyes of Yan Jueshen and Xin Xiao.

It was like a sexy secret was exposed and he had to lie.

Xin Xiao's face fell, but he didn't dare to say anything to Xue Yu. Yan Jueshen was at least calmer than him and could still think. He moved his throat and pushed out Lun's thoughtful words about buying clothes from his head.

"Teacher Pei, my... my partner is back now, and there are a few things you need to know."

Xue Yu thought that every family has some rules, and he, as an outsider, must also abide by them. He cooperated and said, "Well, you say it."

Yan Jueshen paused and said, "First, I will share a room with him at night, and you can sleep in my bed."

"......!"

When this sentence reached Xue Yu's ears, the first thing he felt was not the relief of having a place to sleep, but the fear that Zhuang Xianting would be jealous, so he immediately raised his eyes with tears in his eyes.

Seeing that Zhuang Xianting's expression did not change, he breathed a sigh of relief. He curled up the slender fingers on his sleeves, and the words "I have a rented house to live in" were stuck in his throat and were about to say it.

"Second, he had a bad experience before, so he doesn't like some tall Westerners, especially those who insist on speaking non-standard Chinese. If Mr. Pei knows this kind of person, please don't let him see it."

Xue Yu: "......?"

Perhaps it was because of preconceived ideas. "Tall" and "non-standard Chinese" were almost said in the same way as Lun. Xue Yu digested them in a daze and said "Oh" subconsciously.

"Just these two points, Mr. Pei can go back to my room to rest." Yan Jueshen finished speaking, but his brain was still a little swollen, so he didn't listen to what Xue Yu said, and turned into Zhuang Xianting's room.

Zhuang Xianting glanced over Xue Yu's wet eyelashes, and finally landed on the boy who was sitting on the sofa with a sullen look: "Xin Xiao, you come in too, there is something to say."