"Okay, long time, no see, my dear captain."

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Mou's mouth, and a white light reflected on the lenses.

That look was like a perverted doctor who saw the most suitable corpse for dissection.

It's a bit exaggerating to say that.

But Yu Xing did feel the emotion that Zhao Mou wanted to kill himself - he could feel it without using a red rope.

Resentment like a social animal almost turned into substance, and such resentment was particularly obvious to Zhao Mou.

Zhao Yijiu, who was sitting next to the dining table, was the farthest from the sofa. He didn't seem to be waiting for a meal, but seemed to have found a farthest location, watching silently and coldly.

A few days later, Zhao Yijiu changed his clothes, but the collar around his neck was still there, and the metal reflection and the reflection on Zhao Mou's lenses complement each other, as cold as the same.

But on the contrary, Zhao Yijiu himself seemed very soft. He had loose clothes, wet hair, and a towel. It seemed that he had just taken a shower. When he heard the news that he was coming back, he rushed over to wait until now.

In addition to his expression being tighter than usual, he was not very happy with the naked eye.

Yu Xing was thinking about how unhappy he was, and when he fell beside him, another figure sat on the sofa and was so close to him.

The slender arms hugged Yu Xing's arm, and the soft touch followed. Yu Xing's back looked back from Zhao Yijiu. When he turned his head, he saw Qu Yanqing who was close to him.

Qu Yanqing's smile made her look always smiling, but this time it was not an illusion, she was really smiling.

With her eyebrows and eyes curled, she deliberately clamped her voice, and her indifferent voice exuded a strange sweetness: "It turns out that you like a wife, no wonder you haven't had a girlfriend for so many years, because you're afraid that others will find out--"

Yu Xing sounded like he had seen a ghost: "???"

With a click, the sound of taking pictures of the mobile phone sounded from the corner, followed by a crazy laugh of some blue hair: "Hahahahaha... I'm so laughing to death. I've taken his expression. It's so rare!"

Only Carlos can laugh at this time.

Yu Xing only felt that there was no normal person here. He clearly had a copy, but it seemed that he was still in the copy.

Everyone is so weird.

What's even more terrifying is that the reason why everyone is strange is different, which makes him unable to even defend himself.

Zhang Yu and Zeng Ranran are not here, and Zhang Yu has just released the copy. The young couple probably kissed me and me in their own house and didn't have time to care about him.

Yu Xing made a voice with difficulty: "I'm not, I don't, Xiao Ququ, please let me go, don't rub me!"

Zhao Yijiu let out a "sneer".

Carlos was not worried about the big deal when he watched the fun. When he saw that Yu Xing's ears were a little red, he jumped over, lay on the back of the sofa, and put his head closer: "Yoyo, why did he become innocent at this time? You look like he is so old in the dungeon?"

Yu Xing really wanted to kick him.

At this time, Zhao Mou came over, first pushed Carlos' head away, then gently took Qu Yanqing's arm away, then grabbed Yu Xing's collar directly, laughed and gritted his teeth: "It's not important for veterans and novice, let's settle the accounts first."

"You have disappeared for a year, how many things have you left me? After you come out, you still ask me on the phone to not be anxious?"

"Ajiu is about to be broken by you, are you still so arrogant?"

What he was talking about was probably the phone call Yu Xing made when he was cognitively confused in the Snow Mountain Scenic Area.

"Yu Xing, you have fallen into my hands." The old fox's eyes flashed with a strange light.

In Yu Xing's opinion, Zhao Mou's combat power was close to 0, but he didn't dare to move at all at this time.

Compared with other issues, Zhao Mou was simply friendly and cute. He would rather Zhao Mou take him to other rooms to educate him alone now, leaving him with some time to think about what other people are sarcastic.

But he failed because Qu Yanqing got entangled again, and the same essence of the musician as Carlos was hidden in his eyes.

The witch didn't care about the fun of others.

But this is Yu Xing!

Qu Yanqing hugged Yu Xing's arm and refused to let go. He quietly raised his eyes to observe Yu Xing's expression, and also stimulated him with words, but this time he didn't hold his voice down: "Are you tired just now? Your clothes are not comfortable to touch, why don't you change one."

She took out a short-sleeved shirt from Yu Xing's wardrobe from somewhere and asked jokingly: "I'll change it here? I'll change it for you?"

Yu Xing plunged into a coffin face.

He knew it. The more he was, the more excited these people were. He was really perverted.

As the saying goes, if you have too much debt, you won’t have to worry about it. Since you can’t deal with the points that everyone cares about quickly, Yu Xing decided to make a fuss.

He just let Zhao Mou pull the collar, Qu Yanqing hug his arms, and then leaned against the back of the sofa.

The whole person was filled with the smell of salted fish.

This left the others stunned.

There is no way, Yu Xing is too many. The more he is in the deduction, the more distance he has.

Others will look up to and worship.

But in life, just like now.

He leaned against the sofa without any resistance, as if he let you do whatever he wants, and I would just lie down.

Instead, it will make people feel excited.

By the way, Yu Xing glanced at Qu Yanqing: "Aren't you going to help me change my clothes here? You can take it off at will."

It's just a top.

He can take off in deductions, of course he will not be stingy in front of his teammates. He is not a very precious body and will not be seen.

Qu Yanqing was raised by him since childhood and has seen him many times.

Qu Yiqing's eyes twitched, pretending to hold the hem of his clothes, and the movement seemed to be saying-

I'm really taking it off?

If you don’t resist, I will really take it off?

Yu Xing laughed in his heart, and he saw through it in one go.

"It's boring." Sure enough, Qu Yanqing sighed quickly and threw the short sleeves on Yu Xing, "I can only tease you occasionally, why did you react so quickly."

Yu Xing did not answer, and lie down on the corpse, even closing his eyes and pretending to be dead.

The next second, he felt a breath approaching rapidly. Before Yu Xing could open his eyes, he felt his clothes be lifted up.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! A cold breath like ice and snow came over, and a gloomy voice sounded at the same time. In Yu Xing's shocked opening gaze, Zhao Yijiu pursed his lips, grabbed his arm and raised it up, quickly pulled his clothes away, and then put his short sleeves on his head.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Yu Xing really blushed a little. He struggled to drill his head out of his collar and softened his tone helplessly, "Not it? Although it's not impossible, you guys gathered around to watch me change clothes, they really looked like perverts."

"Ha, there is no perverted person." Zhao Mou had already let go of him, admired Yu Xing's appearance of breaking defense, and felt his mood improve rapidly.

He pushed his glasses and curled his lips: "Everyone who acts without any consequences must bear the retribution he deserves."

Yu Xing's heart was so thrilled.

On the surface, Zhao Mou seemed to be saying that the part he played with Mingzhu in the live broadcast deduction was too much, which led to the team members' bad taste of trying to mess with him. Qu Yanqing even seemed to have discovered a new world and was doing research with great enthusiasm.

But in fact, he heard another meaning from it.

Zhao Mou... seemed to be hitting him in deducing the final reckless use of his ability to lead to death and resurrection.

Yiqing came out with him, so he definitely didn't have time to tell Zhao Mou that he almost lost control.

That is, Zhao Mou calculated what he did from the almost fragmented personal live broadcast room scene later.

Then he warned him seriously in a joke-like tone.

This is wrong and costs.

Yu Xing did not doubt that the little fox's IQ could draw such an accurate conclusion from it. He began to think about how to relieve Zhao Mou.

He is too special, and danger always comes with him. Self-harm is also a way of fighting, and injury is inevitable.

Teammates' concern is good intentions, but he...

He couldn't respond to this concern, and often he could only rely on well-intentioned lies, such as "I will definitely not next time" and "I am completely sure that I can't use that level" to reassure his teammates.

Usually, things are over before teammates see him hurt.

He could appear in front of them in a complete and clean manner, pretending that he had done nothing.

However, Zhao Mou was too smart and could even predict his operations before he told a lie.

Yu Xing pretended to be kind and had nowhere to hide in this level of IQ.

He was a little helpless, nodded at Zhao Mou in this short interval, and begged for mercy with his eyes-

Just know it yourself, don't tell anyone else?

Zhao Mou snorted and responded to his words just now, "You have fallen into my hands."

Carlos didn't know if he had seen the lawsuit between them, but he was repeating the review: "There are no perverts in the deducer."

Qu Yanqing nodded and agreed, "I am a pervert."

Zhao Yijiu: “…”

He couldn't say this.

But he immediately put his complicated eyes on Yu Xing. Yu Xing's disheveled appearance was actually different from the deduction.

They are all men, so it is normal to take off their shirts or something. They are not on the live broadcast screen at all. The impact of Yu Xing's active and ambiguous expression he saw was a big impact.
To be continued...