After the abuse of the scumbag, the actor and the young master are he

Chapter 19

The two of them slept soundly, and it wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that Jiang Baizhou was awakened by his numb arm.

Yuan Song rested his head on his arm, buried his head in his chest, and his snorts were a bit lengthy because of the stuffiness.

Jiang Baizhou leaned back carefully, making room for him to breathe.In the few moments when he just woke up, his eyes were slack and his expression was blurred. It took him a while to realize the situation clearly.

He, Jiang Baizhou, is a person who firmly believes in "Never marry or fall in love to ensure safety".

Now, lying on the same bed with a clingy spirit, she is still sleeping soundly.

Yuan Song's eyelashes were very long, and he felt very serious when he fell asleep. His eyelashes fluttered occasionally with his breathing. The hand on Jiang Baizhou's waist was clutching his pajamas, no matter how he looked, he looked childish.

The midsummer evening light is still bright, squeezed in through the gaps in the curtains, and cast a mottled light on the quilt, crossing the bodies of the two people, like an invisible tie and bondage.

The true inner feelings cannot be deceived. Even though Jiang Baizhou is used to living alone all year round, he still has an indescribably subtle sense of happiness when he lives with someone he likes, which makes him feel very peaceful and peaceful.

"God, I was dreaming just now." Jiang Baizhou looked at him for a long time with lowered eyelids, Yuan Song rubbed his eyelids and woke up confused, "Let's go swimming together, you thought I was swimming slowly, so you grabbed my neck I fell into the water, and I struggled so hard that I could barely breathe!"

Maybe it was because the emotions in the dream were too heavy, Yuan Song woke up and complained with a small temper, and the warm atmosphere just now disappeared instantly.

Jiang Baizhou snorted coldly and ignored him, it was obvious that he buried his head in other people's chest, so why did he beat him up and complain.

"Get up and go out!"

Jiang Baizhou got out of bed and pulled open the curtains.

Yuan Song didn't react for a while, and kept blocking his eyes with the back of his hand.

"Where are you going?"

Stretching his arms to get up, he saw Jiang Baizhou slipping into the bathroom with his slippers on. He sat quietly on the bed with his shoulders slumped for a while before procrastinating to get up.

After the two of them cleaned up, dusk fell and the lights on the street first came on. Although there was no air conditioner to keep the house cool, the heat on the road dissipated slowly and the natural wind was blowing, giving it a pleasant feeling of comfort.

The two had eaten at the western restaurant on the top floor of the hotel, and walked out the back door together, strolling to the shopping mall on the next street.

Since the state supports and encourages the development of the night economy, the streets and alleys next to the shopping malls have started to practice stalls and go to the market at night. The bustling crowds gather around various stalls, eating, drinking, playing and shopping, all of which are satisfying.

The big hood of Jiang Baizhou's parka jacket was buttoned up, covering half of his forehead. In order not to draw counterproductive attention, he did not make other exaggerated covers.

Yuan Song followed behind, and quietly stuffed his hand into the other's warm and dry palm, and rubbed it with his fingertips, signaling him to hold it tightly.

"There are too many people, if you accidentally get separated, it's not convenient for me to call you."

He leaned close to Jiang Baizhou's ear, covered his hands and muttered softly.

What he said was correct, but it was all to satisfy his selfish desire to hold hands.

Jiang Baizhou bought a movie ticket, and after watching it, it was almost midnight.

Originally, he wanted to go to a private theater, but Yuan Song wanted to join in the fun, so he bought the evening show, and specially chose a show with few people.

The surrounding crowd was bustling, and the two of them walked hand in hand without being obtrusive. Yuan Song was curious about everything, stopped from time to time to join in the fun, and bought something to try when he saw something he wanted to eat.

Jiang Baizhou usually stood behind him. Although his hat blocked his view a little, he was still very careful, always paying attention not to bump into his little boyfriend who was only chatting with the street vendor.

Under the street lights at the end of the market with few passers-by, the vendors setting up stalls looked scattered, most of them were retail investors without fixed stalls, or people who came late and didn't grab other good places.

"Try it!" There were not many people here, Yuan Song fished out a string of oden from a small disposable bowl and handed it to Jiang Baizhou's mouth. A ball, and then shook his head to show that he didn't want to eat it.

The seasoning tasted very strong, and Yuan Song ate happily, so he didn't say anything else.

It's been a long time since Jiang Baizhou went out for a leisurely stroll. When he was with Liu Ru and Huang Rui, they mostly made appointments to go out for drinks.

Later, the two got married one after another. Although Huang Rui was not as strict with his wife as Liu Ru, but he had a child to take care of, so it was inevitable that he would neglect his brother.

In addition to the oolong that he opened the back door to Yuan Chengjing without telling everyone, he only called Jiang Baizhou once and came to visit twice, but because of the unlucky time, he hadn't been able to see Jiang Baizhou's face.

The night wind was getting cooler and cooler, and the two of them were not in a hurry. They were chatting casually, and he could tell that Yuan Song was very happy. There was an unconscious smile in his eyes and the corners of his mouth.

There are a lot of small movements along the way, holding hands, tugging at the corners of clothes, and casually grabbing the waist twice...

Jiang Baizhou pretended not to know what he was thinking, and let him do his best, secretly conniving.

A nearby stall owner selling handmade jewelry caught Yuan Song's attention.

The stall owner is a young man who looks like a college student. The reason why Yuan Song pays attention to him is purely because of his beautiful big eyes, which are blank and out of focus.

He is blind.

Seeing Yuan Song signaling him to stop with his eyes, Jiang Baizhou followed and stood beside him.

The little brother is good-looking, with a clean and handsome face, and he keeps talking with a smile to the man squatting opposite him picking and choosing.

The man dyed his head of eye-catching pink hair, chewing gum in his mouth, randomly fiddled with the ornaments on the white cloth in front of him with his fat fingers, turning the neat arrangement into a mess in a short while.

Jiang Baizhou frowned, rolled his eyes silently, and complained in his heart that he was so frankly unqualified.He messed it up easily, and the little stall owner had to work so hard to put it in order.

I don't know whose child it is, and the family is relieved to let a blind person come out.

Yuan Song had the same thoughts as Jiang Baizhou, when the pink-haired men made a mess, he just squatted there and rearranged them one by one, secretly competing with someone.

Jiang Baizhou knew that it was the unqualified pink hair that bothered him.

So she stepped forward, stroked Yuan Song's head with her lower hand and smoothed his hair.

"Can't this be any cheaper? Just an ordinary ring, you want 100 yuan, and there is no such price in this world."

After tossing and turning, Fenmao still seems to like the one in his hand the most.

The old-fashioned product made of fine silver and brass is about one centimeter wide, and it looks very textured and nostalgic.

"It can't be any cheaper. This one is hand-polished by our students from the design school. It's a unique one. You won't be able to compete with others when you wear it."

The little brother touched his nose, and seemed a little embarrassed when he praised the ring maker.

"Let's make it cheaper, I'm a happy person, how about the price of 71?"

Fenmao spat the chewing gum aside in one gulp as he spoke, his face was determined to win, but his mouth was very stingy.

"This one really can't be cheap, why don't you look at other ones."

Jiang Baizhou could see that the little brother had a unique feeling for that model, and he was not willing to sell it at a low price.

"Forget it! I don't like anything else." He said as if he was going to leave, but he didn't intend to let go of the things in his hand.Seeing Yuan Song squatting next to him and looking at him, he said loudly: "My friend, do you think his price is expensive? Everyone is messing around here, so it's a bit inappropriate to be too different."

A sneer sneered at the corner of Yuan Song's mouth, he retracted the elbow hit by the opponent just now, and said casually: "I don't think this is suitable for you, let's let it go."

Fenmao thought that he was trying to speak for her, and deliberately found faults.

Just as he was about to agree with him, Yuan Song turned his head away from him, and spoke to the stall owner with a friendly expression: "I think this ring looks pretty, I'll offer two hundred, sell it to me."

"Are you crazy? A broken ring costs 200 yuan?"

Fenmao stood up abruptly, and the zipper on the cuff of his arm accidentally caught Yuan Song's eyes, Yuan Song suddenly gasped and let out a soft cry.

With a crisp sound, Fenmao seemed to have thrown the ring in his hand on the messy jewelry stand.

Jiang Baizhou pulled Yuan Song up to look at his eyes, the end of his right eye was scratched red, because it touched the inner eyelid, sour tears kept flowing.

Now Jiang Baizhou lost his temper.

He strode forward and picked up the back neckline of Fenmao who was about to walk away, and dragged him to a stagger. Before he could say the scolding and leave, Yuan Song became anxious.

Covering his eyes with one hand and wiping his tears, he yelled over and over again: "Don't let him go, he steals!"

It turned out that the thing that was thrown back into the booth just now was the stone that Fenmao picked up on the ground just now, and the old ring was still lying firmly in his palm.

Jiang Baizhou was only looking at Yuan Song and didn't pay attention to the other's small movements. Yuan Song had already seen that he was dishonest, so he had been watching him quietly.

The stall owner saw that the two sides were arguing, so he quickly got up on a small stool, trying to say a good word to calm things down.But Jiang Baizhou and Yuan Song are not people who are afraid of things, they hate this kind of bad embryo the most.

"Take something out?"

Fenmao considered himself obese, so he rolled up his sleeves and rushed over to make gestures with Jiang Baizhou.As a result, as soon as his right hand was raised, he was twisted by the other party, and it was twisted and twisted behind his back, causing him to bend over and howl in pain.

Jiang Baizhou's eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the shadow cast by the brim of the hat. Fortunately, there were few people here. Yuan Song looked around and saw that not many people were paying attention, so he hurried forward to help, but Jiang Baizhou blocked him.

"I don't want that ring anymore, don't fight, little brother, are you okay?"

The blind man hadn't noticed Jiang Baizhou's existence. He couldn't see at all, and he was completely panicked in the face of the sudden crisis, because he was too anxious and his voice was crying.

"I'm fine, my boyfriend is here, don't be afraid!"

Yuan Song comforted the little brother, telling him not to worry about it and not to be afraid.

"You are fucking crazy, you dare to hit me, and you don't even ask who your Master Zhang is?"

This TV series used bad lines, which directly made Jiang Baizhou laugh.

He intentionally twisted and lifted the opponent's arm with pressure. In order to buffer the pain of his body, Fenmao directly half-knelt on the ground, and Jiang Baizhou was as relaxed and ruthless as an old cat teasing a mouse: "Say it again, who are you?"

"I, I... ah!"

Jiang Baizhou has never been used to people's bad habits, no matter how dirty the other party's mouth is, he can directly break people's arms.

"Things, things are here! Hey, I was wrong, you are my master, you are all my masters..." Fenmao couldn't stand the pain, and began to smile and beg for mercy.

It turned out to be a vicious idiot.