Shen Muchen still spoke in that light tone, as always, with a little natural disgust in his expression.

This man dragged himself and ran down the street in a mess, and he didn't even breathe.

Su Nanxing was a little speechless and a little funny, he looked up at Shen Muchen who was standing aside, and his eyes were involuntarily sucked away by the black and shiny eyes.

"You haven't been?"

Su Nanxing blinked, and after this sentence, he suddenly saw a new emotion in Shen Muchen's eyes, which was more complicated, but Su Nanxing guessed that it was - disgust.

This was an expression that had never been discovered in Shen Muchen's usual coldness in the past, so Su Nanxing was really a little curious.

After all, in this world, at their age at the moment, it is not an exaggeration to say that they can talk about marriage.

And a second-year teenager like Shen Muchen, who is arrogant and unserious, will have an innocent and pure inside?

.

“... How could this seat go to that kind of place, it's disgusting. ”

Shen Muchen rolled his eyes, it seemed that he really couldn't get used to this kind of willow shadow and flower shade, but in the place where Sunan Xing couldn't see, the roots of his ears were a little red.

This is really the first time he's seen what Qinglou looks like.

When facing those singers with red and willow green, the old bustard with a sneering shoulder, and the greasy tune of one ear, Shen Muchen's mind was actually blank.

The only thing he knows about these is just what he accidentally skimmed when he was flipping through a travelogue - the list of Qinglou in Shuzhong, eighteen places you must go to.

In fact, he has never been a child and a child, and he doesn't know the love of men and women, let alone what Qinglou does.

In addition, he had just experienced a series of memory vortexes, the past was blurred from reality, and he was subjected to an unprecedented visual impact in front of him, Shen Muchen's heart sank even more at this moment, his eyes were black, and his head was as if he had been slapped with a spiritual power crit.

Starting at the back of the neck, it splits.

What's going on? Is it like this?

It seems to be about the same.

Isn't the person who wrote the book sick, is this a good place?

......

Faced with this kind of problem that he couldn't solve, Shen Muchen could only black his face and clench his silver teeth.

What to do?

Run!

The lord of the Imperial Tower, who had never been afraid, just like that, escaped twice in just a few days.

I was at a loss.

It was like being on the shore of Qinghu Lake, just like being under the dewy sun, through the mist in the sky, the young man looked back at the stunned Sunan Xing, his eyes closed, and he ran wildly.

Shen Muchen is like a child in the end, he will be confused and at a loss for the experience he has never had before, and he will choose to escape.

Only this time, he didn't forget the person behind him.

.

Shen Muchen pulled Sunan Xing behind him, climbed over the window, bumped into the pedestrians in front of him, and ran on the long street.

The shouting and shouting behind him seemed to have become the Qinghu of that day in Shen Muchen's mind at this moment.

Running through the wind and rain, the sea is boiling and turning.

Running through the blue waves, the sun is shining.

In the sky and clouds, the scenery is picturesque, and the eyebrows and eyes of the young man are also picturesque.

Shen Muchen blinked his eyelashes, and his thick eyelashes touched and separated.

A moment of laughter flashed in his dark eyes.

He is no longer alone, even if he runs away, even if he is down, he still wants someone to stand by his side.

In fact, what he wants is never to be high, calling for wind and rain, if fate can choose, all he wants is to have an arm that treats him sincerely and never abandons.

No matter how strong a person is, he also hopes to be protected in his heart.

It has always been, and always has been.

It's just that there have always been countless people who bow down to their subordinates, but if you are sincere, how many can you find?

.

Seeing Shen Muchen looking back at himself, Su Nanxing pulled the sleeve that was pulled all the way by Shen Muchen a little awkwardly.

"Well, it's the first time I've seen it. ”

Su Nanxing blushed slightly as he spoke, and was a little absent-minded.

But Shen Muchen didn't know why, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

He suddenly felt a little proud, but this feeling came inexplicably, and before he was discovered, he had already disappeared.

The corners of Shen Muchen's mouth twitched, "Let's go around the street." ”

The young man's cold tone seemed to have some faint expectation.

"Didn't you say there was something very important?"

Su Nanxing looked up at the sky, the golden wuxi was sinking, the light was like gilding, and the afterglow was spread on the young man's forehead, neck and shoulders, and the long ink-colored hair flowed down.

It's not too late, it's just the right time.

"It's just in time. ”

Shen Muchen chuckled, taking advantage of the sunset, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, "Yes, now the night market has just begun." ”

Sunan Xing was in a trance, and he actually heard a trace of distant sweetness in his tone, like the glow on the horizon.

"Night market? You said the big thing is to go to the night market?"

“...”

“......”

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The evening breeze is light, and the spring cold has not disappeared.

At this time, the spiritual realm is in early spring.

Su Nanxing followed Shen Muchen out of the alley and walked towards the noisy place, when a cool breeze swept by, wantonly rolling into the young man's white neck.

Sunan Xing shrugged, "When will it be summer?" ”

"It's time for you to call it hot again in the summer. Shen Muchen's leisurely voice floated by, and he walked away with the master.

"......", Su Nanxing pouted - you don't have a good word.

The knuckles of the jade onion gently pulled the collar and pulled it up.

It's warm.

From the shirt to the fingertips.

Su Nanxing's eyes seemed to be flooded with a golden light again, the golden light that only belonged to Shen Muchen.

The light dried his long wet hair and turned the water into a brilliant rainbow.

It's like the sun.

Spread the sky and weave into the earth.

Sunan Xing's eyes seemed to see it again, how Shen Muchen weaved warmth into brocade and penetrated his heart.

He could even imagine the gentle stream of spirit throwing from under the boy's wide cuffs, into his shirt, woven into it, and fading.

At this moment, it once again circulated on the fingers of Sunan Star.

"It's so warm. ”

In fact, it has always been warm.

No matter how cold and cold the wind is, it can only be ruthlessly blocked from a piece of "sunshine".

.

Sunan Xing stroked his clothes, everywhere.

The corners of the young man's pale pink mouth curled up a small arc, and his eyebrows stretched, like irises blooming in early spring, "Shen Muchen, wait for me." He laughed. Then he quickly chased after him.

"What?"

"Thank you. ”

Shen Muchen raised his eyebrows, pretending to be puzzled: "What?"

He was waiting for Sunan Star to tell a long list of glorious deeds to praise himself, and he pointed both ears up.

But things didn't seem to be as Shen Muchen intended.

Su Nanxing just patted his neckline, and then looked at the young man beside him, and under a beam of fireworks that bloomed suddenly, two small white teeth leaked out.

"Thank you. ”

He said it again, reflecting the sound of the explosion in the sky, hiding this sound in the brilliant light.