When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead: When the indifferent leader of the leader was bent (3)

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The man looked at him holding his arm, silent.

"Husband, I am hungry since I walked, so I ate a cold cake from someone else. Give them the money." After saying that, Qi Yan looked at the man and blinked, don't have another deep meaning.

Seeing that the man hadn't moved for a long time, and met the young man's suspicious look, Qi Yan's hand hidden under the man's generous sleeves squeezed **** his waist.

"Husband~ Give people money!"

The man's indifferent gaze fell on Qi Yan's face. After a while, he took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and placed it on the cold cake stall.

The young man picked up the silver, stunned for a while, then picked up the silver and said to the man: "I'll find you..."

"No need." Qi Yan said in front of the man, smiled at the guy, took the man's arm and left.

In spite of the boy's shouting from behind, Qi Yan forcefully pulled the man into a quiet alley and let go of his arm.

"Cough cough!" Qi Yan coughed lightly, raised his orchid fingers, and pointed at the lingering man: "Thank you just now. I didn't bring the money. I will pay you back when my brother brings the money. "

The man's indifferent gaze fell on his face, and after a long time he slowly said: "No need."

The man's voice is low and magnetic, gurgling from his mouth like a clear spring.

"Hey, I am not the one who owes the debt~" Qi Yan seemed to squint his eyes proudly: "What is your name? Where is the mansion?"

The man still looked at him faintly, without speaking.

"Inconvenient to say?" Qi Yan frowned as if disgusted: "Cut, then tell me, where is the mansion of the leader of the martial arts?"

Finally, the man's eyes flashed, and he looked at Qi Yan with a serious look: "What do you want from the leader of the martial arts."

Qi Yan moved his waist and raised his eyebrows, revealing a charming gesture: "Go [se] lure yourself."

The man's gaze was a little strange, he glanced up and down at Qi Yan, and said, "You go?"

"Why?" Qi Yan became unhappy when he heard his tone: "Can't I? People are also soft and soft like water, weak and boneless."

The man looked at him again: "You are a man."

"What's the matter with the man!" Qi Yan felt that the dumb wooden speech became more distracting to his mind, so he waved his hand irritably, and said: "Just tell me where the mansion of the martial arts leader is!" /

The man's eyes turned slightly, and after watching Qi Yan with interest for a while, he turned and left without saying a word.

Unexpectedly, the man turned around and left. Qi Yan was stunned for a long time before he remembered chasing him, but when he left the alley, the man was long gone.

He stomped his feet angrily, met the gazes from the people around him, Qi Yan pursed his lips, and then turned and left for a long time.

At night, the night sky is like ink, and the moon is bright and clean; dots of stars dot the night sky, like natural candlelight, covering the earth with a looming layer. Blurred and clear light.

Suddenly, a red figure flicked across the house, moving lightly and lightly. After a few ups and downs, Qi Yan landed steadily on the main hall of a mansion. There is no candlelight in the house, I think the owner has gone to sleep.

That dumb wood, thought that if he didn't tell himself, he wouldn't be able to ask the residence of the leader of the martial arts!

With a smug smile at the corner of his mouth, Qi Yan squinted his eyes and gently gathered his slightly messy hair that was blown by the wind.

Stepping lightly in front of the main hall, Qi Yan swept around vigilantly and found no other hidden dangers, so he removed the door lock with his hands and feet, and gently pushed the door and walked in.

The inside of the room is extremely dark, only the light from the moonlight, which allows Qi Yan to see the surrounding situation clearly: the ordinary outer room is equipped with tables and chairs, mahogany carved lacquer; on the cabinet shelves are two or three pieces of jade. Not expensive, not many, obviously the owner in the house is not interested in these things; stepping into the white arch, facing the inner room is the bed with the curtain down.

Behind the gauze curtain, a body with a steady breathing, undulating chest can be seen faintly.

Qi Yan walked in tiptoe and came to the curtain, feeling a surprise.

Is this martial arts leader a fool? And it's said that good martial arts is the best! I walked into the room, killing him in minutes, he didn't have any reaction...

It is a miracle that Xi Zhao can live to this day.

Stretched out a slender arm and gently opened a corner of the curtain. Before Qi Yan could see the person inside, his hand was suddenly held by another powerful hand. Before he could be frightened, he was pulled into the curtain and fell on a person.

"Oh..."

The waist and abdomen account hit the man's slightly bent knee, Qi Yan was in pain and exclaimed.

"It's really here." The man's voice was familiar, indifferent, and full of magnetism like a zither.

Qi Yan frowned, raised his head, and happened to meet the man's deep pupils.

——It's the wood he took as a fool today! !

"Oh! It turned out to be you!" Qi Yan exclaimed: "What are you doing here! Humph, isn't it asking me for money?"

He said that he didn't need to pay back the money, but he was still waiting here...wait! This is the wing room of the leader of the martial arts! Why is this man here? Could it be that...

As if to figure out something, Qi Yan suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the man incredulously: "Are you Xi Zhao?!"

The man raised his eyebrows irresponsibly, and the hand holding his wrist like iron tongs did not loosen the slightest.

Qi Yan felt sorry for his slender wrist, twisted it, and shouted: "Let it go! It hurts me!"

"What are you going to do?" The man's low voice sounded again.

"What do you care about me!" Qi Yan was anxious, broke free for several times without breaking free, simply kicked his legs, climbed onto the bed, and straddled Xi Zhao's lap to reason with him: "This What does it mean to hold someone’s hand?"

Looking at him indifferently for a long time, Xi Zhao slowly let go of his hand.

Qi Yan rubbed his wrist, his fair skin was all red.

"Oh, you made people's hands red..." Qi Yan suddenly cried and said: "My brothers and brothers have never treated me like this."

Xizhao froze for a moment, watching him silently.

The more I thought about it, the more I was wronged, Qi Yan raised his head and stared at Xi Zhao bitterly: "You pay me!"

Xizhao raised his eyebrows: "What to pay for?"

"I don't care about you, you have to pay me!" Qi Yan couldn't tell what to pay, and he sneered, rolled into the bed, lay on his arm and started to cry.

"Woo...My wrist hurts, you badass, I will ask my brother to beat you..."

Xizhao's cold face finally showed a crack. He glanced at Qi Yan blankly, then raised his hand for a long time and patted his shoulder: "Don't cry."

"Uuuuu, you pinch me and don't make me cry!" Qi Yan cried even harder: "My life is so bitter!"

"How do you want me to pay you?" Xi Zhao's brows frowned slightly: "Just say it."

Qi Yan choked twice, raised his head, and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"Let me [se] entice it."