BE Crazy Demon Survival System

His voice.

Extending from the auricle to the brain, the fireworks float like flowing clouds.

But it exploded in the chest.

The most gentle weapon powerfully destroys the ability to think and speak.

Xu Qichen pulled away gently, moved away from his shoulder, looking in his eyes, as if waiting for Song Yuanyan's answer, even though he felt that it didn't matter if he answered.

He didn't know who was infecting the bad habit. Looking at Song Yuanyan who was stunned and silent, Xu Qichen suddenly wanted to go on badly.

He clamped the cane on his elbow, and climbed his chest with both hands, pinching the buttons that he had deliberately torn apart with his fingertips, helping him fasten them one by one.

With his eyes down, his voice was gentle, "Don't you like it if you don't speak?"

I don't know why, it is obviously a button-fastening action, in Song Yuanyan's opinion, it is more tempting than undressing.

He is probably dizzy.

He grabbed Xu Qichen's hand.

"I like...cough cough cough! Cough cough!" Maybe it was too nervous, or the weather was so cold that I couldn't stop coughing as soon as I spoke.

Can't stop no matter what.

Xu Qichen couldn't help laughing and returned the big clothes he had put on him.

Song Yuanyan felt very embarrassed. At this time, he obviously should have pressed the person in front of him against the wall and gave him a kiss, but he coughed and turned red because of nervousness.

"I... ahem! Ahem!"

Xu Qichen put on his coat and hugged his back under the coat, completing their first hug.

"I know." Patting his back lightly, once, "I know."

Hugs are the best tranquilizer.

Song Yuanyan slowly stopped his cough and buried his head in Xu Qichen's neck. He smelled his own smell from him, feeling a subtle satisfaction, and could not help but let out a pleasant sigh.

"You know I still want to say it." He kissed Xu Qichen's gently beating pulse on his neck, "I like you."

Even if he knew the answer in his heart, Xu Qichen still felt moved when he really heard him say it.

As if thinking of something, Song Yuanyan, who was immersed in a hug, suddenly raised his head, "What about you?"

Xu Qichen tilted his head, "Me?"

"You haven't said whether you like me or not."

Seeing the person in front of him was as childish as a competitive child, Xu Qichen suffocated a smile, "I don't like you, why do you kiss you?"

Song Yuanyan was still struggling, "That might be...a courtesy kiss."

Xu Qichen pretended to be angry, and squeezed Song Yuanyan's chin, "So you have had this kind of courtesy kiss with others?"

Song Yuanyan quickly explained, "No! I don't have one. I'm talking about foreigners. They hug when they meet. French people like to kiss. This is their etiquette."

"Oh~" Xu Qichen deliberately lengthened the ending.

I don't know why, seeing Xu Qichen like this, Song Yuanyan felt that his authority had been provoked, and he wanted to bully him in particular.

Xu Qichen was still immersed in the evil taste of teasing him, but was wrapped around his waist unsuspectingly.

"French people are more than just meeting in person." Song Yuanyan came closer, curling up the corners of his mouth, "I can teach you."

His voice was low and deep, just like the glass of wine Xu Qichen had just drunk, which immediately ignited the fire in his heart.

Xu Qichen was a little nervous, and the person in front of him seemed to have changed again. He was not at all the big boy who was nervous enough to cough just now, "...what to teach?"

"Frenchkiss."

Before he could react, Song Yuanyan had kissed him. To be honest, even if Xu Qichen has shaken off his cowardice as much as possible, his courage will only stop at a quick kiss.

Song Yuanyan is different, he can quickly become a dominant, aggressor.

Song Yuanyan’s lips were close to his, and the noses of the two were intertwined, with a faintly looming wine aroma. The deserted perfume had faintly revealed its undertones. It was a kind of tobacco flavor mixed with lemon aroma. Stirring makes people delirious.

The tip of his wet tongue licked Xu Qichen's originally dry lower lip, dyed it with a crystal clear color, and then slid across the smooth teeth, like his slender hands brushing the piano keys, dexterous and light.

Fingers entered from the hem of the shirt, along with the protruding traces of his spine, Xu Qichen was drained of all his strength in an instant, and he could only choose to lean against the cold wall or his arms. The tip of the tongue took this opportunity to break through the obstacles and entered the moist and warm mouth, stirring gently and ambiguously, disturbing a pool of still water.

Feeling that the person in his arms had no strength, he began to slide down, Song Yuanyan's arms tightened, his knees squeezed between Xu Qichen's legs, and the tip of his tongue gently pushed his soft upper jaw.

The sound of water was infinitely amplified under the quiet moon night.

Xu Qichen grabbed his clothes on his back, feeling that his last breath was about to be taken away by him, so he pushed **** his shoulders, but the other party did not intend to let it go so easily. He didn't know what to do, so he picked up the cane in his hand and hit Song Yuanyan's leg hard.

The other party finally let go of him, and rubbed his leg painfully, "It hurts...you are too cruel."

Xu Qichen pressed his back against the wall, panting laboriously, thinking of his initial molesting, and said angrily, "This is for your tuition."

Song Yuanyan laughed, "Then I will check it, have you learned it?"

Xu Qichen raised his cane and silently threatened him.

Song Yuanyan raised his eyebrows, raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but couldn't stop his mouth.

"You look good when you are angry."

Xu Qichen rolled his face, only feeling soft and hot all over, and he didn't want to talk anymore.

The chest is noisy, unable to calm down.

"We go home."

"Go back so early?"

Song Yuanyan had an unhappy expression, "Why, who else do you want to stay there to flirt with?"

Xu Qichen slowed down, stood up straight, and laughed softly, "Isn't it nice? You dance, I flirt."

Song Yuanyan squeezed Xu Qichen's face, "You've really grown up recently. I don't want to jump anymore, my heart is all on you, and I keep stepping on the feet of the lady. Who would dare to dance with me after it was passed out."

"You are not allowed to talk to other women, or I will hide you at home in the future." He grabbed Xu Qichen's hand, "Follow me home."

Xu Qichen held back a smile and let him leave the alley with his hand.

This feeling is too familiar.

It's like the person in front of me, who obviously didn't get along for many days, but felt that he had been with him for several lifetimes, last life, last life...

Reunited again and took his hand.

Walking out of the darkness, the banquet lights broke the ambiguous silence, and the two people let go of their hands tacitly, and walked in tandem, but the shadows on the ground were close to each other.

The driver didn't expect the two to come out so soon, "Little master, the party is not over yet..."

Song Yuanyan put his hands in his coat pockets, "Well, I'm hungry and want to eat noodles."

Hearing what my young master said, even if there was an explanation from his wife, the driver didn't say much, and opened the door to get into the driver's seat.

Xu Qichen and Song Yuanyan sat behind. Song Yuanyan’s toes couldn’t stay idle, bumping his toes one after another, like a boring child. Xu Qichen poked the toes of his leather shoes with his cane to stop him from being bored. the behavior of.

After the window paper was punctured, the relationship between the two people changed wonderfully, and the little sneaky movements became extremely interesting.

"Just stop there, you can go back first." Song Yuanyan got out of the car, "It's very close to home. We'll go back by ourselves later."

The two came to a small noodle stall, which often appeared in the original text, and Xu Qichen also had some impressions.

"Sister Liu, two bowls of Yangchun noodles."

The lady boss of the noodle stall smiled from ear to ear when she saw Song Yuanyan, "Little master is here, eh? Today, A Lin also dressed so nicely, where did he go?"

Song Yuanyan found an empty table and sat down, "Don't mention it, I went to a boring banquet, but it made me starve."

"Okay~ I'll give it to you." The lady boss wiped her hands on the apron, opened another small pot, added two bowls of hot red bean paste, and brought them to both of them, "Drink this first , Warm up your body."

Xu Qichen likes to drink red bean paste. It is sweet and warms up in his stomach.

He suddenly thought of a question and felt a little puzzled.

"Just... why did you suddenly pretend to be drunk and block me?"

Although he thought it was not a good question to ask, Song Yuanyan can be said to be the only person he can trust in this world, but he still feels a little strange.

Song Yuanyan glanced at him, "I was looking for you. I walked around for a long time. I saw you hiding there from behind that alley. I wanted to scare you, so I quietly stood behind you."

The proprietress came with the noodles. Song Yuanyan scooped a large spoonful of chili oil for him, and then took the spoon to carefully scramble away the chopped green onion in his bowl. "Then I heard the conversation between the Liu family and the mother and son. It was really cruel. , The brothers of a mother’s compatriots can do it, if I didn’t do that at the time, we would both be found out."

"The Liu surnamed me was not pleasing to my eyes. If we know that their scandal has been broken by us, I am afraid it will be a killer." He ate a large bite of noodles. "Now these years, life is worthless."

Xu Qichen watched his every move silently, with almost no flaws. Feeling a little guilty and felt that I shouldn't doubt him, so he lowered his head and ate the noodles quietly.

Song Yuanyan only likes to eat plain noodles with clear soup and little water. This setting also comes from Xu Qichen's selfishness.

"Then what..." Song Yuanyan suddenly said halfway through eating, "You call my name again."

"Song Yuanyan."

"No, it's called a word."

Xu Qichen raised his eyes, "No."

"Why?" Song Yuanyan kicked Xu Qichen's foot under the table, "I just called."

Xu Qichen didn't say a word.

Seeing him pretending to be dead, Song Yuanyan sighed heavily, "Oh, why did you say that my father should give me such a table character?"

Xu Qichen looked at Song Yuanyan's expression, put down the chopsticks in his hand and said, "Is it bad?"

Song Yuanyan shook his head, "Well, why don't you call?" He put his hands on the table, with a smile, "Big Brother's word is Moral, which means morality. Then you say, what is the meaning of my Mu Ru? "

Xu Qichen said solemnly, "If you don't admire prosperity and profit, you will be successful. The master hopes that you will be polished like a jade, not chasing fame and fortune, and become a pillar of talent."

"Oh~" Song Yuanyan smiled, picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat noodles, "Your recent literary attainments have become more advanced, which really makes me ashamed."

Xu Qichen suppressed the desire to step on him and ate the last bite of noodles.

By the time the two returned to the Song Residence, it was late. Mrs. Song seemed to have been guarding in the living room. Song Yuanyan was caught upright as soon as he entered the door, "How is it?"

Song Yuanyan laughed dryly, "Very good, good."

"Can you dance with Miss He? How does she remember you?" Mrs. Song looked concerned, and beckoned Song Yuanyan to sit down.

"I jumped, but Miss He doesn't like me very much." Song Yuanyan replied crookedly on the sofa.

"This is all you take for granted. Is it possible that you also asked Miss He?"

Song Yuanyan shook his head. When he didn't know how to explain, Master Song came down from the stairs, glanced at Song Yuanyan and Xu Qichen who was standing beside him, and said, "Where have you been today? You're pretty clean."

"Father," Song Yuanyan stood up, Master Song patted him on the shoulder, "Sit."

"Today, Mr. He held a homecoming ball for his daughter. I will let Xiaoyan join in the fun and make friends by the way."

Hearing Mrs. Song's words, Master Song nodded, "Well, more contact is a good thing." He lit a cigar for himself, "By the way, there is something I want to tell you the next afternoon. Mr. Wen will go to the department store. He plans to invest a sum of money in our place. I will leave it to you."

Song Yuanyan leaned back on the sofa, "Why don't you leave it to Big Brother? He is more familiar with company matters than I do."

Mrs. Song poked Song Yuanyan's head with her finger, "You're unbelievable."

Master Song spit out his cigarette, "Your eldest brother's foreign language is not as good as yours. You will have to ask for an interpreter. You must treat Mr. Steven well when you go, understand?"

Song Yuanyan gave an um, and stood up, "It was too cold today. I sweated after dancing and was blown by the cold wind again. I have a headache at the moment. I will go up and rest first." After that, I stood up and got on. Lou, when he reached the top of the stairs, he blinked at Xu Qichen. Xu Qichen just treated Mrs. Song as if he hadn’t seen him, and left the front house after begging Mrs. Song.

On the morning of the third day, Xu Qichen helped the housekeeper and Mama Zhang to check the warehouse of the mansion. From a distance, he saw Xiao Fang, the driver who had been following Song Yuanyan, standing by the side door of the front house, walking around with his hands shrinking, as if he was waiting for someone.

A few guys carrying new year goods entered the warehouse. Xu Qichen counted the number, crossed out the name on the account book, and glanced again. There was a girl with a braid beside Xiao Fang, whose back was a bit familiar. But these girls were all dressed in uniformly distributed clothing from the Song Mansion, Xu Qichen couldn't tell for a while.

Xiao Fang seemed to have taken a piece of food wrapped in oil paper from the girl's hand, smiled so hard that he couldn't see the teeth, and ate it in twos or twos.

The girl said a few more words and left in a hurry. The blue shoes walked very fast. Xiao Fang looked at it from a distance, and then left for a while.

It looks like it's an object.

Xu Qichen looked around, but didn't care too much.

Before lunch, Xu Qichen went to the front hall to clean up the table. Several young girls were carrying tableware. It was cold. The chef in the kitchen beat the side stove with the sheep scorpion he bought, and stewed his elbows with ginkgo. A little girl was holding a copper pot, her hands were unstable, she almost splashed on the tablecloth, Xu Qichen's eyes were quick, she stepped forward and helped, "Be careful."

The girl was steady, put the pot on the table, lowered her head and said shyly, "Thank you Brother Lin."

Xu Qichen shook his head, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the blue cloth shoes on her feet, so he deliberately said, "The pot is too hot. You little girl can't handle it. Leave it to me. Just do the things in your room. "

"I've done everything for the young master," she grabbed Xu Qichen's cuff, "Brother Lin, I, I will stay here to help you."

Xu Qichen frowned slightly, then smiled, "Okay, then you can help me arrange the dishes."

After a while, Song Yuanyan went downstairs, "There are so many delicious foods today, just because I am hungry."

Xu Qichen walked in front of him calmly, "Young master eats less meat today. I will take the car later and be careful to accumulate food."

Song Yuanyan raised his eyes and glanced at Xu Qichen. The two exchanged glances, and Song Yuanyan spoke again: "I said I was very hungry. I'll talk about it later."

Xu Qichen nodded and walked away silently.

The Song family’s wife called before dinner, and Xu Qichen listened for a while before realizing that it was calling the He family’s wife.

"That's right, I said the same thing. Let them take care of the affairs of the two children by themselves. It's okay to make friends... Right... Is that right? The first dance? Oh, Xiaoyan, the child is embarrassed. I came back yesterday and refused to say it. That's good. We Xiaoyan also likes her very much. Both of these children receive Western-style education and share common topics..."

Mrs. Song's tone was very attentive, "Okay, then I'll be waiting for you at home in the afternoon. You have to come here early. I have all the cards ready. Good, goodbye."

The family was all here except Song Yuanfeng, but only the elder sister asked about his absence, and the others didn't care.

While eating, Mrs. Song again said about Miss He at the dinner table. Song Yuanyan looked reluctant to listen, and ate the meat in silence. By the time the dishes were removed, it was almost the time agreed with Mr. Steven. Song Yuanyan took a sip of tea and collapsed on the sofa.

While wearing pearl earrings, Mrs. Song urged, "Hurry up, Mr. Steven is coming."

Song Yuanyan gave a hmm and stood up.

But the housekeeper rushed in at this time, "Madam, Xiaofang, he has diarrhea. I'm afraid he won't be able to drive the car for a while."

Mrs. Song cursed, "Unlucky."

By coincidence, the housekeeper just came in and Song Yuanfeng also went home. He put his coat on the girl's hand at the door and asked faintly, "Yuanyan's driver is sick?"

The butler bowed, "Yes, young master."

"Use my car." Song Yuanfeng waved his hand to the outside, and his driver trot up, "I just came back from the dock. It just so happens that you are sending the young master out now."

Song Yuanyan responded with a smile, "Thank you, big brother." As he was about to put on his clothes, he retched for no reason. Xu Qichen immediately brought the tea forward, "Little master, are you okay."

Song Yuanyan was bitter, took a sip of the tea, and then kept patting his chest, "Mother, I want to vomit."

Mrs. Song glared at him, "I ate so much like a hungry ghost at noon. It's all big meat. It's not disgusting now."

Seeing that Song Yuanyan was about to vomit, Mrs. Song felt distressed and wanted to swear, "How can I get in a car? I have to vomit out when I get in and smell the gasoline. Old Li, go get a rickshaw." Xu Qichen said, "Follow the young master."

"Yes." Xu Qichen nodded.

"Eat an orange and press it down, and see if you still eat so much meat next time." Mrs. Song stuffed Song Yuan with an orange, "The body is not good at first, but I don't take it seriously every day. Go ahead."

Song Yuanyan gave a hum, walked out quickly, and smiled when he approached Song Yuanfeng.

"Brother, the kitchen for lunch is reserved for you. Sheep Scorpion Hot Pot, it's delicious."

Song Yuanfeng smiled slightly, "Okay. Go ahead and be careful on the way."

Xu Qichen followed Song Yuanyan into the rickshaw, and Song Yuanyan put the orange in Xu Qichen's hand, "Peel one for me."

The rickshaw swayed, Xu Qichen peeled off the orange, put the orange petals into his mouth, and then stuffed the orange peel into Song Yuanyan's hand.

"Hey? I want to eat oranges."

Xu Qichen laughed happily, "It works best to smell the orange peel if you are disgusting."

Song Yuanyan sneaked a handful of Xu Qichen's hand by grabbing oranges, and felt satisfied even if he hadn't eaten them.

When he arrived at the department store, Song Yuanyan met several employees of the company at the door. Xu Qichen was inconvenient to follow, so he sat and waited for him in a cafe opposite the department store.

Looking at Song Yuanyan entering the department store through the glass window, Xu Qichen breathed a sigh of relief, ordered a cup of coffee, took a sip, frowned in pain, and opened the sugar cube jar on the table, took two sugar cubes and threw them in, stirring After stirring, I took another sip, still bitter.

Just about to put two more, I heard a familiar voice.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Sun is so sweet."

Xu Qichen raised his head, "Miss He, what a coincidence."

Miss He is very direct, "Unfortunately, this is a coffee shop opened by my second brother, and I often stay here."

Xu Qichen nodded and put another sugar cube, but Miss He stopped it.

"Eating too much sugar is bad for your health."

Xu Qichen put down his hand and smiled at Miss He, "Thank you for your concern."

"Mr. Sun is reading the book today?"

"No, I'm just waiting for my young master, he is in the department store across the road."

Miss He took off her leather gloves and said straight to the door, "Mr. Sun is quite insightful. It is a pity to bend down as a domestic servant. Your husband should also have his own ideals and ambitions. Are you planning to follow Young Master Song for the rest of your life? ?"

Xu Qichen took a sip of coffee, looked out the window, and refused to answer.

Seeing Xu Qichen like this, Miss He directly pointed out, "Song Yuanyan...he has more thoughts about you than master and servant, do you know that?"

Xu Qichen nodded.

"Did you acquiesce to it?" Miss He was a little surprised, frowning slightly, "I don't believe it, it must be he forcibly..."

"No." Xu Qichen said softly, "Miss He, he didn't force me."

Miss He leaned on the back of the chair, her face seemed hesitant, and she was silent for a while before she spoke.

"Mr. Sun, I like you, I don't think I need to repeat this. You are a smart person, and you must have seen it." Her fingers pinched the silver coffee spoon and stirred it lightly, "So... Investigated your background."

Xu Qichen's eyes showed a trace of surprise.

"I know this is not an upright approach. But I want to be with you. I must be clear about everything in order to plan better."

"Miss He, you do this..."

"Listen to me first. Your family is very complicated. I believe you also know that the time for the Xie family is running out."

Her hand paused, and the spoon and the wall of the cup made a crisp sound, "If you marry me, we can go abroad and live a truly free life. You don't have to be a man or dog or be confined to family disputes."

Miss He was agitated, Xu Qichen looked at him quietly, and spoke for a while.

The voice was calm and calm: "Miss He, I like Song Yuanyan."

He saw Miss He's hand trembling, and continued: "You have planned so much, you must have never guessed that we are in love with each other."

"But... but you..." Miss He tried her best to calm her mood, "You will not go well, I have met similar people abroad, and they live very..."

"Yes. I know it's difficult." Xu Qichen's tone was still indifferent, as if he was telling something that had nothing to do with him.

"But it doesn't matter, because meeting people who like each other is the hardest and most difficult thing in this world."

After saying this, he smiled.

"In contrast, it is not difficult to think of a two-pronged approach in order to be with the one you love."

Miss He's hand froze, she stared at Xu Qichen's smile blankly. At this moment, she suddenly realized that this was the only smile she had seen from Xu Qichen's heart since the encounter.

There is no disguise.