the knife of love

Chapter 219 Is it true or not, try it at night?

Guan Lue and Shen Chunguang went back to Tengchong in the afternoon, Yaba was still driving, and Lao Mai and Ye Tan stayed to deal with Chai Lu's funeral.

On the way, I randomly found a restaurant for lunch, and it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Shen Chunguang was so hungry that he ate a large portion of Guoqiao Rice Noodles and two pieces of sour horn cakes. Seeing that she was still not full, Guan Lue added another portion of pork bone soup for her. There were at least three or four long sticks in it. thick round bones,

She picked up the bowl and started to drink.

Yala was terrified beside him: "Miss Shen, can you usually eat like this?"

"It depends."

"Then what's going on today?"

"accurate!"

"..." Yaba was stupefied.

Shen Chunguang raised his head from the soup bowl, saw that he was also cooking rice, and smiled: "Don't you also eat a lot!"

"Then I'm a man."

"Oh, man..." Shen Chunguang gnawed on the ribs and asked, "Do you eat meat?"

"Don't eat." Yala took a bite of vegetables by himself.

Shen Chunguang saw him sullenly eating, and suddenly came to tease him.

"How old is the boy?"

"...25!"

"Yo...you're a big guy." Shen Chunguang said as he gnawed off the meat on the bones, and then threw a skeleton in front of Yala, "Don't you usually eat meat?"

"Eat, but Yunling eats a lot of pork, I don't like pork."

"Then what do you like to eat?"

"Beef and lamb are also fine."

Shen Chunguang couldn't help but glanced at his mouth: "You're really picky!"

Soon a large portion of pork bone soup was eaten, and Yaba was almost finished, and Guan Lue, the opposite side, had already smoked his second cigarette.

Shen Chunguang felt that he didn't seem to have eaten anything, and the rice and rice noodles in front of him hardly moved, so he ate a few chopsticks of vegetables and a few mouthfuls of egg soup.

This man has such a small appetite?

"Hello..." Shen Chunguang tapped Yala's rice bowl again with his chopsticks.

Yala swallowed his last mouthful of food: "What?"

"Have you ever heard of a saying? It is said that a man's ** is related to carnal desire?
"..." Yala couldn't handle this kind of topic the most, and kept silent.

Shen Chunguang shifted his gaze to Guan Lue again.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Guan Lue was also looking at her faintly.

"Have you heard of it?"

"No, tell me."

Shen Chunguang laughed: "I also heard from others that if the man likes to eat meat, it means that he is quite strong in that aspect. If he is a vegetarian, he is probably very imaginary..."

"Void?"

"Yes, Xu!" Shen Chunguang bit the top of the chopsticks, deliberately uttering the word "Xu" heavily.

Even ghosts could see that this woman was flirting with him.

Yala coughed sullenly: "Brother Ninth... that... I'll go and drive the car over first." He slipped away looking for an opportunity.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Guan Lue simply leaned on the back of the chair: "You think so?"

"Then am I right?"

"Guess!"

"Can not guess!"

"Why don't we try it tonight?"

"..."

Shen Chunguang gritted his teeth, threw away his chopsticks, stood up and left.

Guan Lue looked at the back of her leaving, and then at the soup bowl in front of her that had been emptied by her, his eyes gradually turned cold.

Seeing Shen Chunguang coming out of the restaurant angrily, Yala asked, "Miss Shen finished eating?"

"Yeah." The tone was lukewarm.

Seeing that her expression was not good, Yala thought she had quarreled with Guan Lue again, so he didn't ask any more questions, and went to drive by himself, but the girl behind him called him back again.

"Hey…"

"Miss Shen, what's the matter?"

"Do you have cigarettes on you?"

Ya La touched his neck: "No, I don't smoke."

"No prospect!" Shen Chunguang spat.

Yala is so angry that he can't tell. Does it mean that if you don't smoke, you are worthless?But knowing that she has nothing to say, Ya La didn't bother to argue with her.

Shen Chunguang went to find a place to buy cigarettes by himself.

Baoshan is not a prosperous place, and the area around the restaurant even looks a bit bleak. Shen Chunguang walked a long way to find a grocery store.

During this period of time, she followed Guan Lue, and Guan Lue smoked Yellow Crane Tower. She also rubbed a lot of them, and gradually got used to the smell of Yellow Crane Tower.

Damn it, she was mad at herself, how could she get used to something so easily?
She teased him again during dinner just now, she knew she shouldn't do this, but at this point she couldn't control it, she wanted to scratch him a few times just like a sick cat, but he accepted the trick, and she didn't have the guts Go one step further!
She said just now that Yaba was worthless, but who was it?

Obviously she is worthless herself!
"Girl, what do you buy?" the uncle in the shop asked her.

Shen Chunguang glanced at a glass counter: "Is there any smoke?"

"Yes, what do you want?"

"Yellow Crane Tower!"

"Hey...there's no such cigarette, it's too expensive and we can't sell it here, why don't you change it to something else?"

Shen Chunguang paused, and casually pointed to a sign on the counter.

When Guan Lue came out of the restaurant after smoking, he saw Yala standing alone in front of the car.

"What about her?"

"I don't know, let's go buy cigarettes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Shen Chunguang limping over from the eaves along the wall, holding two packets of Double Happiness in his hand.

"A change of taste?"

"Well, if someone is dead, smoke two packs to rejoice!"

"..."

On the way back to the car, Shen Chunguang kept a straight face, completely different from when she went to Baoshan in the morning.

She ate oden in the car in the morning and poked Guan Lue's arm with the bamboo point all the way, but now she just sat obediently in the car, holding the two packets of Double Happiness in her hand.

It rained for a while at dawn yesterday, and the sun came out for a while in the morning, and now the sky is cloudy again outside.

Guan slightly felt annoyed.

Damn it looks like a woman's face today!
……

Chai Lu's work in the hospital was basically done by Lao Mai running errands, busying himself with work until dark.

After finishing, he went to pack two dinners near the hospital. After searching around, he found Ye Tan in the car. Ye Tan was lying on the steering wheel. He was wearing a black and white plaid thin coat with a very hard fabric. type.

Lao Mai knows that she prefers black and white, either black or white, and the styles of her clothes are mostly casual, and she basically doesn't wear skirts.

In the past, Lao Mai often said that she was not like a woman. Her preferences have not changed over the years, but she finally grew her hair long, had her hair permed, and draped it softly on her shoulders.

Old Mai knocked on the window.

Ye Tan got up from the steering wheel, his eyes were red.

"what happened?"

"Sand has entered." Ye Tan rubbed his eyes, and Lao Mai reached in through the window and patted off her fingers wiping her eyes.

"You liar!" Lao Mai walked around to the co-pilot and got into the car, and put the lunch box he bought on Ye Tan's lap, "Are you hungry? Eat something to satisfy your hunger first."

"Are you done eating?"

"Huitengchong."

Ye Tan snorted and looked at the box on his lap again: "I don't want to eat, and I don't want to go back."

"..."

"You have to see that woman when you go back."

"..."

"How about I treat you to dinner and stay in Baoshan tonight?"

Guan Lue stood in the atrium of the Crystal Palace and answered Lao Mai's call.

"Old Nine, Ye Zi and I will not go back to Tengchong for the time being tonight, we will stay here all night."

Guan slightly smiled, with a deep meaning: "You don't need to tell me about this."

"No, are you fucking thinking about it again? Ye Zi is not feeling well, I don't want her to be too tired."

"Okay, okay." Guan Lue really can't stand Lao Mai's behavior sometimes, as if he is very cowardly when encountering Ye Tan's affairs, "If you don't come back, don't come back, just do it well."

"Chai Lu's funeral is over. Tomorrow, the ashes will be sent back to Tengchong. Ye Zi has already arranged for people to search for Fan Qingyan. The directors of each district have already received orders. I guess he won't be able to hide for long."

There are tens of thousands of people in Jiurongtai, and a "wanted warrant" is like a net. As long as you don't disappear from this world, it's really hard to fly.

Guan Lue was not in a hurry to find Fan Qingyan, he was just worried about the warehouse.

"Is Su Zhan still in America?"

"Yes, the operation was just completed yesterday, but I should still recuperate there for a while."

"Okay, send someone to pay attention to Du Hong, Fan Qingyan is at the end of the road, maybe he will go to Kunming to find her."

Guan Lue hung up the phone, and when he walked into the house, he saw someone sitting on the balcony on the third floor of the back hall.

Shen Chunguang had already taken a shower, sat barefoot on the balcony railing, held a cigarette in one hand, supported his upper body with the other, and dangled with his two calves hanging down.

From that angle, Guan Lue could see her chin and the soles of her feet.

The sole of one foot is very white, and the other is wrapped with thick gauze, which is a corn cob.

Guan slightly turned around and entered the room. The door of the upstairs guest room was left open. He went in by himself. The girl was still sitting on the balcony with her legs facing outwards and her upper body leaning back slightly. It is Guanlue.

"What are you doing climbing so high?" Guan Lue asked suddenly.

Shen Chunguang didn't seem surprised by his sudden appearance at all.

"You can see more stars from high places." Her voice was a little damp and cool in autumn night.

"Do you like looking at the stars so much?"

"That's right, and it's the first time I've discovered that there are so many stars in Tengchong." She was sitting on the balcony of a three-story building, surrounded by no buildings, and her eyes were wide open, so she naturally saw many stars.

"why?"

"what why?"

"Why do you like looking at the stars so much?"

"Because too many people died, another one died today..."

Guan Lue was taken aback for a moment, but soon came back to his senses: "Do you really believe that people will become stars after death?"

"I don't believe it."

"Then are you still watching?"

Shen Chunguang stopped answering, and suddenly changed the subject: "Did Fan Qingyan visit Chai Lu when she was in the hospital?"

"What do you say?"

"Probably not." Shen Chunguang took a puff of cigarette, "Is he afraid of you?"

"No."

"Then why didn't he go and have a look, it's his woman anyway, they slept with each other."

"So what if you've slept?" Guan Lue looked cold, "He didn't think about it when he used Chai Lu to block the gun."

"Then do you think he will have a guilty conscience? Will his conscience be disturbed if his woman dies?"

"will not."

"How do you know that he can't? You are the same kind of person as him, so you think he can't, right?" Shen Chunguang seemed to be a little forceful.

She was sitting on the balcony guardrail about one meter high, and she had to look down a little to meet Guan Lue's line of sight.

Behind her was the starry sky, her slender body seemed to be framed in the middle of the azure blue, her curly hair was blown by the night wind, and the smoke in her hand was burning red.

Guan Lue felt that her eyes seemed to be wet.

"What do you want to say?" the man asked.

Shen Chunguang squeezed a cigarette and quickly shaved the center of his eyebrows: "It's nothing, just chat casually."

"..."

"By the way, can you fold stars?"

"..."

"Can you fold one for me, I lost that one last time."

Guan Lue didn't refuse, and took out the cigarette case from his pocket. There was still the last cigarette in it. He took it out and held it in his mouth. He didn't light it, but began to tear the cigarette case skillfully in his hand, and folded the cardboard into a long strip. ...

"Can this fold stars?"

"Ah."

"Folded?"

"often."

To be precise, it is often folded recently.

Shen Chunguang stopped talking and sat on the balcony watching the man stack the stars.

The moonlight was just blocked by her body, so Guan Lue's face was covered with shadows, his facial features couldn't be seen clearly, but he could clearly see his arm holding the sleeve, it was bronze in color, with distinct meridian channels, and the fingers were not slender, with lines on it Deep, slightly raised knuckles.

These are a pair of powerful palms, holding the heavens and the earth. He was still holding a cigarette in his mouth at the time, so he looked like a hooligan.

But this big hooligan holding the universe in his hands is stacking stars for her with a cigarette case.

"When did you learn this skill?"

"A long time ago."

"Coax girls?"

"No, coax Axi, fold a whole can of plastic stars for him."

"Use a straw too?"

"Heh..." Guan Lue smiled suddenly, with his head lowered, but his hands kept moving: "Of course not, use the colored plastic paper specially made for stacking stars."

"..." Shen Chunguang stopped talking for a while, and was silent for a moment, "You and Axi have a good relationship?"

"He spends more time with me."

"You like children?"

"good."

She came back to this topic again, and Shen Chunguang felt that she would never be able to avoid this thought in her life. Even if the man in front of her died and died in her hands, she probably would never be able to get out.

"To what extent is it okay? Average? Fair, or...?"

Guan Lue clicked his mouth with a cigarette in his mouth, thinking that this girl is a little strange today.

"Are you stimulated? Ask this over and over again!"

"No, just chatting casually." Shen Chunguang took another drag on his cigarette, feeling that his emotions were a little bit overwhelmed, but fortunately Guan Lue had been burying his head in stacking the stars carefully, and had no time to pay attention to her expression.

"You are very good to Axi."

"Well, he is my younger brother in name, okay..." Guan Lue handed the folded stars to Shen Chunguang.

She was still sitting on the high railing, took the star, and lifted it into the air.

Last time he used a straw to fold one for her, and now he folded another one out of a cigarette case. Although it is not very pretty, it is still angular.

Guan Lue looked at the back of her sitting on the balcony holding up the star, she was thin, weak, and infatuated, and she was completely different from when she was in Myanmar.

"Why didn't you press me like Ye Tan did in the hospital today?" Guan Lue heard the girl ask again.

He laughed and took the cigarette out of his mouth: "I know Chai Lu didn't say anything to you."

"how do you know?"

"Because I know men."

"..."

"Fan Qingyan has been on this road for so long, and he is very vigilant. Chai Lu is just a woman he uses for entertainment. He will not let her know some important things." Guan Lue is so sure.

Shen Chunguang smiled: "Then how do you judge that I know the address of the warehouse? Maybe my status in Fan Qingyan's heart is not as high as that of Chai Lu."

"Maybe, so I will let you go back to Yunling tomorrow."

"What?" Unexpected.

Guan Lue didn't explain, and put the cigarette in his hand into his mouth again: "Fire."

"No." The lighter was still in the room, and she didn't bother to get it.

Guan Lue directly took her hand, she was still holding a small butt of the cigarette in her hand, the butt of the cigarette was not extinguished, it was just right for him to light it.

"Come closer!" He moved the cigarette in his mouth to Shen Chunguang's hand, and Shen Chunguang leaned back to the third floor, and could only let him hold his hand awkwardly.

The cigarette was lit, and he took a puff, and the mist rose.

He still smokes the Yellow Crane Tower, which she is used to the past few days.

"I'll let you go back to Yunling, but if Fan Qingyan looks for you, you must contact me immediately."

"What if we don't get in touch?"

"You can try..." When he said this, he had spit out his eyes for the second time, but his palm was still on Shen Chunguang's wrist, and it was slightly tightened. She could feel the thin callus in his palm, and the stretch across The scar on the entire palm.

The scar was caused by her.

Three years ago, she learned of the cause of Qiu Qiguan's death, so she picked her to approach him at the mid-year banquet in Jiurongtai and tried to assassinate him, but she failed miserably.

"Are you so sure that Fan Qingyan will contact me?"

"Not sure, but I feel that you have a deeper purpose for approaching me?" He mentioned this once before, and this is the second time.

Shen Chunguang smiled, his hands were pinched by him, and he slowly turned around from the railing, facing him: "Since you feel this way, why do you keep me by your side?"

"Because it's just a feeling, there's no evidence."

"So you're waiting for me to show my feet?"

"Heh..." Guan Lue stopped answering, smoking a cigarette, looking at Shen Chunguang's beautiful eyes, which were brighter under the starry sky, but Guan Lue's fingers slowly moved along her wrist to the sleeve drill in.

The threads on his fingertips were rough, which made Shen Chunguang a little uncomfortable.

"Have you touched enough?"

"no!"

"Get lost!" She jumped off the railing, trying to shake off Guan Lue's hand, but he pulled Shen Chunguang into his arms with his arm.

The smoke exhaled from his nostrils, and Shen Chunguang leaned back slightly.

"You took another star from me just now." He said these words lightly, but the hot momentum pressed directly on Shen Chunguang's face.

Shen Chunguang frowned: "What do you want?"

"Ask you, have you forgotten what you said?"

"What?"

"As long as I send you a star, I can sleep with you!"

"..." Only then did Shen Chunguang turn his attention, Nima, this man really intends to use the stars as "prostitute money"?
"Get out!" She struggled to pull her hand out, but Guan Lue's breath had already pressed onto the corner of her lips. She was forced to dare not move, but the man clasped her five fingers tightly with one hand, and held her fingers with the other. Smoke, the thumb raised a little bit to draw the small half of Shen Chunguang's waistline protruding from the jeans.

She could feel the cigarette butt ironing her skin, as if every inch past her fingers tightened rapidly.

Now she didn't dare to move anymore, as if she moved, the cigarette butt in his hand would burn herself.

Shameless rascal!

Shen Chunguang breathed heavily.

The slightly warm lips brushed her cheek, and kissed her earlobe.

She shuddered suddenly.

"Also, what you said to Yaba at lunch today, carnal desires, and you said I was false... Is it false, try tonight?"

"..."

Shen Chunguang's scalp tightened, she would never dare again, this man likes to settle accounts after autumn.

"Brother Jiu..." She was about to beg for mercy, she turned her body to the side to avoid the cigarette in his hand, "I..." Just as she spoke, the phone in her pocket rang.

She finally found a good excuse to pick it up immediately without even looking at the screen.

"Hello, who is it?"

"It's me, Su Jue!"

"Su...Mr. Su?" Shen Chunguang immediately changed his words, and peeked at Guan Lue who was close at hand, "You called me so late, what's the matter?"

"Where are you? Is it convenient? I just arrived at Tengchong Station..."

(End of this chapter)