As if he was being held by something, Zhou Yu stared at those eyes motionlessly until his arm was pulled back.

Zhou Yu immediately burst into a foul mouth in his heart.

He had an emergency brake because he almost hit someone, and after the man helped him, he subconsciously withdrew his hand, he didn't like to have too close physical contact with others, especially men, even more if he didn't know him, so he didn't stand firm at this time, and he was pulled again, and immediately fell backwards with an unstable foot.

Just when Zhou Yu felt that he must have gone out and didn't look at the yellow calendar, and was destined to fall, he felt a strong big hand supporting him at the back of his waist, and he straightened the person in an instant.

The capital star is like spring all year round, and occasionally the temperature will rise, and today happens to be this occasionally, so Zhou Yu only wore a very thin shirt when he went out, and it was a little ill-fitting, brought from Zhou's family, a little smaller.

It's not that Clinton was harsh that he didn't add clothes to him, in fact, on the first day he came in, Mrs. Ou Lei bought a lot of clothes according to his size, Mrs. Ou Lei's aesthetic is very good, but Zhou Yu really doesn't like too fancy clothes, he most often wears a white coat in his last life, and his favorite color is black, white and gray.

Those clothes looked good hanging in the cupboard, but let him wear them out—there were tassels on several of them—and Zhou Yu felt that he really couldn't do it.

The clothes given to him by the Zhou family and the ones given by Clinton are obviously not of the same grade, and there are almost no intentions, probably because he felt that the person in the room threw one in at random when he was about to run naked, or it could also be the clothes that the original owner's younger brothers and sisters didn't want, in short, you can see their strong sense of casualness if you flip through them casually, there is a mess of everything, and there are a few simple white shirts, which inadvertently meets Zhou Yu's appetite.

So at this time, the clothes that were not big enough had been pulled up a lot, and Cyril's hand was attached to Zhou Yu's waist in a large area, and Zhou Yu could even feel the calluses grinding out of his palms.

The temperature on that hand was directly transmitted to Zhou Yu's body along Cyril's movements, and he only felt that the piece of his back waist was hot and numb, and what's more, when this person's hand was removed, he even helped him pull his clothes by the way!

Zhou Yu's face immediately became hot, so he quickly stood up by himself, and then silently pushed a step away.

"Cyril?" The red-haired man seemed to be surprised, raised his eyebrows and said, "I thought it was someone playing a prank in the video on the Internet before, but I didn't expect you to really wake up?" How's the body? ”

Lin Feng and the others also followed at this time, and after Sabin saw Sada, he immediately turned his head and glanced at the manager sharply, with deep condemnation in his eyes, obviously not satisfied with his failure to properly implement the order.

The pot-bellied manager was about to tremble into a sieve under Sabin's compelling gaze, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, not to mention, his legs were still a little weak, God knows that both sides are shareholders of the plant factory, and his status is equal, and he can't offend anyone at all.

"Long time no see, Marshal Sada." Cyril took a step forward without a trace, just blocking Zhou Yu, whose head was smoking, before nodding at the red-haired man.

However, this title was like a cigarette that choked Zhou Yu's head, making him come back to his senses in an instant, marshal? This title sounds quite high? Is it taller than Cyril?

So he raised his head again, this time he seriously swept the person in front of him, and his height was ...... is not as tall as Cyril, 1.8 to 1.9 meters, but his figure can be seen, he has a very military demeanor, and his momentum is very strong.

But unlike a young general like Cyril, his gestures are full of the charm of a middle-aged man, mixed with a bit of aristocratic elegance, and his smile is a little cunning and shrewd, which is not the same as General Saul...... Well, it looks pretty amorous.

Zhou Yu is actually not very interested in his face, this person does look mediocre, but because of his momentum, his inexplicable face has also become a lot better, a little pressing, especially those eyes, which are very catchy, thinking of this, Zhou Yu silently looked at it several more times.

But when I saw the second sight, it was as if I sensed it, and turned my eyes to meet him in the air, but raised my lips slightly, as if I was a little proud.

…… Why do you always feel like you've become a nymphomaniac when you come to this world? And what is this person proud of, isn't it just the eyes, the water blue is much better than the black, okay, is there any soul dementorship stuffed in this person's eyes, I can't move it when I look at it.

I think it's beautiful, but I can't say a beautiful way.

He must have some kind of charm technique, the spirit body may be a fox, it must be like this, Zhou Yu thought with some indignation, obviously he looks average, after thinking about it, he turned his head to look at Cyril, wanting to wash his eyes and improve his aesthetics.

Today's Cyril wore a black short-sleeved shirt, and also chose a big V-neck very sullenly, showing a bit of muscular outline, one hand casually in the pocket, the other hand hanging down the side of the leg, the palm is really big and looks very powerful, and the bony hand looks really good-looking.

corrected his own aesthetics, and once again identified that this person was a walking hormone, especially when he thought that this hand had just fallen on his waist, Zhou Yu felt that he was almost ripe.

"Long time no see, Lord Admiral, this is Zhou Yu, the son of the Zhou family?" Sada King lowered his head and stretched out a hand to Zhou Yu, "Hello." ”

Zhou Yu blinked, politely reached out to shake his hand, and typed on the light board, "Hello, Marshal." ”

"Oh, no, my child, you're not a soldier, you don't have to call me by rank." Jin reached out and grabbed Zhou Yu's hand, pinched it affectionately, and winked at him by the way.

Zhou Yu was clever, only to feel goosebumps all over his body, pinch, pinch, pinch! Isn't that really a flirtation?!

He was molested by a middle-aged man? This message smashed Zhou Yu a little can't come back to his senses.

However, there were so many people, and Kim had no intention of continuing to play this hooligan, so he stopped for a short second and then took it back, "You can call me ......"

"By generation, call uncle." Cyril's cold gaze was like a sharp blade, and as he spoke, he grabbed Zhou Yu's wrist, this time completely blocking the person behind him.

And Zhou Yu was pulled behind him, and he was stunned when he heard his suddenly cold tone, feeling that this person seemed to be a little wrong. When he looked back, he found that the faces of the people behind him were not very good-looking, especially Sebin, who was almost dripping ink when he was black.

Jin said that when he called Zhou Yu, he was talking about the son of the Zhou family, and there was nothing wrong with this kind of introduction, but at this time he stood with Clinton's people, and although Zhou Yu and Cyril did not complete the wedding, they had actually been registered on the mastermind's side, so it was very problematic.

Sabin's face was unmoved, but the fierceness in his eyes could not be ignored.

Zhou Yu couldn't tell the difference, for him, he was Zhou Yu, Zhou Yu was him, and he was more accepting of the title of Zhou's son than Cyril's partner, although this Zhou family was very different.

At this time, after feeling the very delicate atmosphere in the air, he inexplicably gave birth to a sense of consciousness to move closer to the organization, and a few seconds after Cyril's voice fell, he immediately answered with a dogleg, "Hello uncle." ”

"Hahahaha, young people are full of vitality." Jin seemed to be amused by Zhou Yu, laughed for a while and shrugged, "Then I won't spoil your interest here, little friend, let's see you in the future." ”

After he finished speaking, he waved at Zhou Yu, glanced at Cyril again, and then turned around and left.

"What the hell is this guy doing?" After Jin's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Lin Feng frowned.

"Who knows, there are still people in the Sada family who like flowers?" Virginia thrust in her back.

Zhou Yu silently withdrew the wrist held by Cyril, then ignored his burning gaze with difficulty, and then took two steps forward to pick up the small potted plant in the corner, carefully studied and compared it for a while, and after making sure that this was Sai Donglai, he turned his head and said to Saibin, "That's it." ”

Sabin looked at the small grass in front of him and paused, he didn't know much about plants, but how did this look so like......

"This is weed," the manager finally found his own use, and immediately trotted up with the intention of making up for it, wiped a handful of sweat and introduced, "This kind of grass is everywhere in the capital, and no one buys it, so the factory does not breed it specially, that is, Mr. Sabin said that he wants to have a copy of all the plants, I thought that this should be counted, so I moved over, but I didn't expect it to be this." ”

…… No wonder there are no major botanical magazines, because there are rotten streets everywhere.

However, the light of Saidonglai is light blue, which is really good-looking, and the light of this plant chosen by the manager is also quite strong.

Reaching out and gently flicking the tender green leaves of Saidonglai, the little guy also gently rubbed Zhou Yu's fingers with his own leaves, and a stream of energy like clear water was transmitted.

Zhou Yu was a little happy, rubbed the grass, and then raised his head and said, "Saibin, this is it." ”

Sabin glanced up at Cyril, and saw that his gaze had always stopped on Zhou Yu, so he reluctantly turned his gaze back, nodded and took the potted plant in his hand, "Okay, leave the rest to me." ”

The second stage is to remove the poison and do wound restoration, that is, to apply the wound externally, it is said that he has not seen the wound on Cyril's waist since he woke up, and he doesn't know what is going on now.

Thinking so, Zhou Yu raised his head and asked, "Cyril, how is your wound?" ”

Cyril glanced at him, "I don't know. ”

Zhou Yu: "......"

I don't know what the hell it is? The waist is on you, and the injury is also on you, how can you not know? Zhou Yu felt that the gap between Cyril lying down and Cyril standing up was really very big, and on the one hand, the hormones were more sufficient, and his temper seemed to have become weird, which was really a needle in the admiral's heart.

I used to talk about peregrine falcons in my room, and I thought he was very military and very strict, but since he came out in the afternoon, this man never seemed to be very happy.

Could it be the effect of live poison? It's not like ah, if the live poison affects the temperament of the big change, everyone present will find out earlier than him.

Or is it simply not like him?

Oh, Zhou Yu has encountered this situation, sniffed, and acquiesced to option two, feeling that it is really not a happy thing to be hated by walking hormones.

But he felt that as a doctor, he should have the responsibility to carry out his medical career to the end, even if this patient had a very bad temper and was difficult to serve, so Zhou Yu said very resignedly, "Then let me help you take a look?" ”

Cyril paused, as if he didn't expect him to answer, and then raised an eyebrow, "Okay." ”

Everyone: I can't bear to look at it, what is going on with this scene of a tiger hooking a sheep in sheep's clothing! And Cyril, aren't you facial paralysis, we've been with you for so long/Growing up together, we've never seen you show such an expression, it's so forgetful!

Feeling that Cyril's mood seemed to change for the better in an instant, Zhou Yu only felt that he had probably poked him, but he really didn't know much about this general, and he didn't realize that he had become a sheep under the tiger's mouth in the eyes of others, so he followed Cyril and took the lead in the direction of the hovering car.

Halfway through, as if he remembered something, he turned his head to look at the person behind him and asked, "Aren't you going?" ”

Several people behind him waved their hands very unly, "No, we won't go, the flowers here are beautiful, we want to see more." ”

"Oh." Zhou Yu was a little disappointed and thought, the flowers here are indeed very beautiful, and he also wanted to stay and see more, but the sense of justice of the angel in white was waving at him, Zhou Yu could only reluctantly cut his love, and said goodbye to the plants who were also reluctant to him, and followed Cyril's footsteps and the two of them returned to the hovercar alone.

The weather was indeed a little hot, and he didn't bask in the sun much on the way back to the hovercar, but Zhou Yu still sweated after arriving.

As soon as he got in the car, Cyril handed him a bottle of water, looked at his sweaty face, and said with a somewhat pale face, "There is air conditioning in the car, you change your clothes." ”

"Where are the clothes, so be it." Zhou Yu poured a few sips of water, the way he drank it was unsightly, and because it was too urgent, a lot of water overflowed, and after putting down the water bottle Zhou Yu wiped it indiscriminately, he always felt that Cyril's eyes didn't seem to be quite right.

"I don't have an aristocratic education," Zhou Yu shrugged and explained, thinking that his wild drinking posture had scared the other party, and while explaining, he couldn't bear to look directly at his impression of the general, and after thinking about it, he said, "Don't you mind, I'll ...... in the future." I won't learn, well, it's too troublesome, come, I'll take a look at the wound. ”

"Replace this with this." Cyril looked at him deeply several times, ignoring Zhou Yu's action of looking at the wound, turned to the back of the hovercar and opened a drawer, rummaged for a while, and pulled out a piece of clothing.

The gray one is still a sullen big V neck, which is exactly the same as the one on Cyril, and you can tell at a glance that it is someone's taste, so how much does this person like the big V neck......

And-

"Isn't this Lin Feng's car?" Zhou Yu took the clothes, in fact, he didn't want to wear them, although he knew that Zhou Yu was kind, but he didn't like to be in close contact with others, of course, including not liking to wear other people's clothes, this kind of thing was like a membrane in his heart, and it was not easy to accept.

But when he took Cyril's clothes, Zhou Yu smelled a faint smell on it, not a perfume smell, a very light smell, and if he thought about it carefully, this smell seemed to have smelled on Cyril.

Zhou Yu couldn't describe it, but he inexplicably felt that it smelled good, he liked the smell very much, and diluted his little unwillingness, thinking that it was really not good to sweat, the original body was so weak, it would really be sick again, so he nodded and agreed.

Seeing that he agreed, Cyril sat in the front passenger seat, turned his back to Zhou Yu, and explained by the way, "This is my car, I haven't used it for too long, and he took it to study." ”

This explanation passed in Zhou Yu's ears slightly, and he stayed in place a little embarrassed after changing his clothes.

Cyril, who noticed that there was suddenly no movement behind him, frowned and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"This dress you gave me...... It doesn't seem to fit. Zhou Yu scratched his head a little embarrassed, everyone is a man, he really didn't think that one day he would wear someone's clothes would be like this, ran to Cyril and pointed to his naked/exposed chest, "It's too revealing, is there anything else?" ”