Chapter 273 Winter Night Confession

Duan Muyu was silent all the way, allowing the other party to lead him, and his eyes flashed with dark light that people couldn't understand. Dieyin just smiled at the corners of his mouth, and his appearance seemed to be very enjoyable, and even the corners of his eyes were smiling.

On winter nights, the dim yellow light, coupled with the main road that comes out of the military hospital, has always been sparsely populated. Even if occasionally passers-by pass by Duanmuyu and Dieyin, they are scarves, hats and masks, which are also closely surrounded. It is estimated that the eyes are blurred by the cold wind, so that these two In this way, the figure held hands as if no one was around and walked slowly.

I don't know whether it was because his thoughts were flying or because he had been frozen. Duan Muyu felt that he didn't seem to have walked for a long time, and suddenly took his strength in his hand and loosened.

Although the repeated fingers are cold all year round, it is still much better than the temperature below zero outside. The sudden chill seemed to get into the palm of his hand in an instant, making him slightly stunned. He couldn't help looking at his hand, but felt that the people around him stepped forward before him.

"Uncle Yang, two bowls of boiled fish and rice noodles, one of which--

"No coriander and green onions, add a little more fish! Same as before! I know!"

A middle-aged man's voice echoed, but what he said made Duan Muyu frown slightly.

Boiled fish and rice noodles, he knows this shop. It's not because I've been here, but sometimes I buy this kind of thing and bring it back to eat. He has no preference for this kind of thing made outside, full of bacteria and unknown additives, but this man seems to prefer it.

"Ayu, come in, it's cold outside." Seeing that Duan Muyu had not moved for a long time, he urged softly.

As if he didn't listen, the man stretched out his hand and pushed open the glass door in front of him.

The space in the store is very small, even blocked, but the air does not make people feel turbid, the heating is also full, and the cleaning is very clean.

It's already this point. The business in the store is still booming. Several people sweated on the tip of their noses, but their eyes are still staring straight into the basin.

"Ayu, sit here."

Duan Muyu followed the sound and looked at the empty space pointed at by the other party's smiling face. His forehead couldn't help twitching, and there was only one word in his head - dirty.

Looking at Duan Muyu's ugly face, his eyes were like knives, and he was as smart as he almost didn't have to think about what the other party was worried about. He knew that he had always liked such a place, and his heart was dumbfounded. However, on the surface, he smiled gently as usual: "I have wiped here unless you have to stand and eat."

In Duan Muyu's life, the first thing that can't stand is unclean things, and the second is that he is over-concerned. There is no difference between the two, but if you choose in the current situation...

The forehead twitched more and more, and the man tightened and loosened as if he was suffering. Finally, as if he had done a psychological construction of sacrifice, he stiffly walked to the designated position, took out the disinfectant paper towel in his pocket and carefully wiped the stool twice. Then his face softened and sat down.

Then, Duan Muyu wiped the table in front of him again, and then found that the man sitting opposite him had been staring at him for some time. He frowned slightly and finally met the other party's eyes.

However, after this tossing, the two did not have much time of silence. Before long, a short and fat middle-aged man came over with two bowls of rice noodles with a smile, "Kid, why didn't you come alone today?" The middle-aged man must be Uncle Yang. He asked while taking the rice noodles off the tray.

Dieyin just glanced at the gloomy man with a polite smile on his lips: "He happens to be free today."

"Ah," the man seemed to sigh and looked regretfully: "You boy hasn't been here for days. I thought you were tired of Uncle Yang's rice noodles! Oh, you!" The man's enthusiastic eyes turned to Duan Muyu beside him, "I've always heard this boy say that he has a workaholic friend, and every time he is asked to bring food, it's you! Oh, every time I listen to his messy instructions, my head hurts. I'm careful and considerate. I thought it was my girlfriend! Ah ha ha ha!" After saying that, the middle-aged man felt that he also laughed, but Duan Muyu beside him still had no expression. His eyes were cold and ink-stained. The attitude of refusing people thousands of miles away did not need words, which was enough for Uncle Yang, who had read countless people to notice.

The sudden awkward atmosphere made Uncle Yang stop laughing and look a little embarrassed, and then he was stunned, as if thinking of something and his eyes wandered between Duanmuyu and Dieyin.

It's so late that two people come out together, they won't really...

Feed the change in Uncle Yang's expression and also found Duan Muyu's displeasure. Die Yin smiled, and his voice was still polite, but he was still stained with traceless alienation: "Uncle Yang, my friend is relatively introverted. He will be embarrassed if you say so. Why don't you go ahead and we'll call you later if we need it.

"Hey!" The short and fat man picked up the steps, nodded with a smile and retreated: "Oh, eat well, don't eat enough and scream! Our rice noodles are free to continue! Unlimited, ah, hahaha!"

Watching Uncle Yang return to the kitchen, Dieyin turned his eyes to Duan Muyu with a black face. His eyes not only regained his smile, but even got a little teasing: "Why are you suddenly angry? Because he said you were my girlfriend?

Duan Muyu pulled out two pairs of chopsticks from the disinfection cabinet next to him, handed him a pair of men with a face that needed to be beaten, with an expression of "you think too much" and slowly said, "His saliva is very dirty."

It turned out to be this answer. Unexpectedly, he couldn't help laughing and reached out to take over the chopsticks.

This person always surprises him.

The man sitting in front of him has sword eyebrows and bright eyes. Although his eyebrows are dark, he does not destroy the beauty at all, and even adds an untouchable majesty and sex. Sense.

When did you dilute your hostility to him and when did you become infatuated with him? It seems that this question will never be answered in this man. Because it's not difficult to fall in love with this person. After that, only one look or an inadvertent action will make people care for a long time. Of course, one reason is the overly handsome face, and the rest is the temperament of the other party that no matter how close you are, it seems that there will always be a veil between you. It's too clean... clean enough to make him dirty, bully him, and dirty. Defiled him and dragged him to the depths of the earth that can never be so proud.

seemed to notice the burning sight sticking to his body, and the word "Chuan" between Duanmu Yu's eyebrows became deeper and deeper. Finally, he couldn't stand it. He put down his chopsticks and looked directly into the other party without hesitation.

"What on earth do you want?"

Although there is no doubt in tone, with questioning and displeasure, there is a faint anger between the eyebrows.

However, his action raised the eyebrows of the man in front of him, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Yu, I haven't seen you angry with me for a long time." That tone was really satisfied, which made Duan Muyu inexplicably choke, and there was a strange emotion in his chest. His eyes flashed, and finally he seemed to spit out two words angrily: "Pervert."

The phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, as if they were thinking carefully. After a while, they said seriously, "I still like you to call me 'disable person'." Serious appearance and sincere attitude.

"You are such a pervert."

"What do you think of me as a pervert?"

"Puff--" almost spit out a mouthful of rice noodles. Duan Muyu swallowed the things in his mouth first with extremely strong self-control, and then glanced around with the afterglow. Fortunately, Dieyin's voice was not loud just now, and the store was very lively. What he just said did not seem to be heard, and his heart was slightly this time. However, when he turned his eyes back and smiled, and held his chin on the face of the man with one hand, Duan Muyu's head made a "boom" sound, almost pasting the rice noodles in front of him directly on the other party's face!

"Are you mentally ill!?" Is this man crazy? It used to be crazy occasionally, but now it can happen anytime and anywhere!

Looking at the face in front of him, the smile in his eyes became deeper and deeper, with narrowness and some kind of unfathomable. The angry sense of aggression made Duanmuyu slightly stunned, slowed down, snorted coldly, and buried his head to eat without looking at the other party.

The two hot eyes were still sticking to him, but he pretended to have no sense. He took three bites to solve his face and got up to leave, but his wrist was vigorously clasped first. He also knew who it was.

"Let go." He looked at him fearlessly and opened his mouth coldly. The blue veins beating on his forehead had shown the limit of his emotions.

Unexpectedly, the moment Dieyin let go of his hand, he suddenly smiled, and the streamer in his phoenix eyes floated, with a little laziness and sex. Feeling: "I haven't finished eating yet. Wait for me."

Sex. Feeling?

Is his mother infected by this pervert or something? Unexpectedly, you will feel a man's sex. Sense?!

When Duanmuyu came to his senses, he only felt more and more angry. However, the man sitting opposite him had already begun to eat slowly and elegantly. Even if he sat in this rice noodle shop, he still had a temperament, which was different and could attract the attention of others at first sight.

It's getting more and more crazy...

Finding that the problem in his head was extremely boring, Duan Muyu stood up and waited for him, and took the lead in walking out of the rice noodle shop.

However, in a short time, footsteps sounded behind him, and he could easily know who it was without thinking. The next moment, his hand had been held again.

This time, Duan Muyu was not as obedient as before. He immediately shook off the other party's hand and looked disgusted: "Pervert, I tell you, I like women!"

Who knows that the look of the man in front of him has not changed much. He just shrugged his shoulders and looked careless, with a light smile on his lips: "It doesn't matter. I like men."

"..." This time, Duanmu Yu was completely stunned.