Yan Chi saw him and hid slightly, ashamed to see people.

After all, he had always looked arrogant in front of Lin Que before, even if he was killed at that time. On the second day after waking up, I also kicked the man fiercely to find justice for myself.

Even if his external image is not a big man, it must have a bit of manhood inside, and others can't move.

Just now, the original form was revealed, and he said to a few old people: "What to do, Grandpa, I can't get down." Throw away the dead.

Lin Quezi walked fast, walked over, stood still at the bottom, and asked, "What are you doing when you go up?"

This place is visually more than three meters high, there is no structure around, I don't know how Yan Chi climbed up, it was easy to go up and it was difficult to get down, he didn't even dare to stick his feet out of the side now, for fear of accidentally falling down.

Yan Chi didn't speak, and the old man standing next to him explained to Lin Que: "You are a friend of the young man, just now this cat was stuck on the top, he climbed up to save it, and embarrassed himself."

Lin Que said, "It's a friend."

He turned to Yan Chi and said, "You jump down, I continue."

"Can you do it?" Yan Chi didn't believe it, "Waiting will break your hand, I'm one meter eight."

Lin Que was born taller than the average person, nearly one meter nine tall, usually exercised often, lifting iron, boxing, running, everything does not fall, he thought, take a Yan Chi must be more than enough, not to mention Yan Chi, in fact, not so heavy.

That night, although he was drugged, his consciousness was somewhat unclear, and he acted by instinct, but in the end he had some impressions of that night, such as Yan Chi's feel, and for example, Yan Chi was heavy, and he was holding a clear and clear feeling, hugging the wall, against it.

He took another step forward and raised his hand: "You jump." There was no good choice at the moment, Yan Chi no longer twisted, said good, slightly bent, forced, jumped down.

Lin Que did not expect that in the process of jumping down, the cat in Yan Chi's hand would sit on his cheek first.

He was a little nervous about the cat, and usually felt itchy when he saw it, which was even worse, and he directly stumbled on the soles of his feet, subconsciously hugged Yan Chi, and rolled on the ground.

Unable to get up, his waist twisted, yan chi in his arms was well protected by him, unharmed, most of the pressure was given to Lin Que, he sat on the ground for a moment before he slowly got up.

Yan Chi was not so ungrateful, crouched down and asked with concern, "Are you okay?" As soon as Lin Que looked up, he collided with the cat in Yan Chi's arms.

The cat didn't look like a good cat either, took a look and slammed his head away.

This is a big-faced short-haired cat, with a square face, born fat and tender, the body matches its face shape, it is also a pretty big lump, leaning on Yan Chi's arms lazily closing his eyes and playing Ha, born cute, Yan Chi likes, and shakes it hard.

"You take the cat away." Lin Que pushed Yan Chi away, feeling wrong when he got up, took a deep breath, propped his arm on the ground, and stood there for a while before he got up and stood there without moving.

Yan Chi sensed that something was wrong, and then leaned over and asked, "Is it okay?" In the end, it was also because of saving him, Yan Chi felt that he could not ignore it.

Lin Que felt for a while and slowly said to him, "My waist hurts."

"It was a big deal to hurt my bones for a hundred days, and it was a big thing to twist my waist, at least I couldn't do anything.

Yan Chi didn't want to go: "Where?"

Lin Que looked at him for a long time, pointed to the waist and abdomen, and said, "This side."

Yan Chi reached over and pinched the place, did not pinch, felt the skin and flesh hard, he was still the first time to touch other men, and his own feel was a little different, he seemed to be the soft flesh on the body, may be the reason for the usual neglect of exercise.

"How does it feel, does it hurt?" Yan Chi asked him.

Lin Que replied to him with a word, like a word drilled out of the gap between his teeth: "Itchy." He was indeed itchy, to tell the truth, but when he saw that Yan Chi was about to change his face, he was busy looking at his face and adding: "Pain."

"Then go to the hospital." Yan Chi didn't touch him again and walked forward holding the cat.

With a waist injury, he couldn't ride a bicycle, so Yan Chi went to the parking lot to drive the car over and let Lin Que go up.

He changed a car again today, big red, when he bought it, he looked at it festively, looked at the mood well, but also the sports car style, Yan Chi especially loves sports cars, about the time when the roof is lowered, he usually has not much entertainment activities, and he will enjoy these moments, and he will feel less depressed.

Lin Que saw that he had changed cars, went up and asked, "Spada Codatronca Monza?"

Yan Chi slapped the hand of the key and was slightly surprised: "Yes."

This car is rare in China, the popularity is naturally not as good as the common car brand, and it has not been listed in The country, Yan Chi originally saw it in a magazine, fell in love at first sight, and spent a lot of money to ship back from abroad, but now the freshness has passed, and it is in the position of the second wife.

White Moonlight was still the car that had been booked and begged for, and I didn't know who was sitting under the butt now.

Lin Que nodded: "Not bad, partial racing design, start fast." Yan Chi stepped

on the accelerator, hit the steering wheel, and said: "Usually it is not bad to drive." "They're

not surprised that you drive this to work every day?" Lin Que asked him.

He inevitably said a little too much, Yan Chi did not want to talk about these things, pursed his lips and did not speak, Lin Que probably saw his face, said sorry, did not ask again.

The cat in the back seat loves to toss, even if it is just difficult not to die, there is no trace of well-behaved self-consciousness at the moment, jumping up and down on the back of the head, and has to go forward, Yan Chi in front of him is driving, almost did not hold the steering wheel.

"Can you take it with you?" Yan Chi went to ask Lin Que, "I'm almost at the hospital." Lin Que is

not allergic to cat hair, but because he saw some nervousness in cats, the shadow left by his childhood, he forced himself to endure the discomfort in his heart, said good, and turned to go to the back seat to catch the cat.

Although the cat loves to make trouble, but it is born fat, the flexibility is not high, and when it is caught by Lin Que, it is caught squarely, and it is slowly pressed on the leg to prevent it from moving.

Halfway through the car, he asked Yan Chi, "Are you going to keep it?"

"Look at the situation, stray cats, no one wants them if they don't keep them, and when it's cold, how pitiful it is outside." Yan Chi took advantage of the gap between waiting for the red light to pet the cat, "I like it a lot."

But I don't know if I can keep it, there is a dog in the family, it is his aunt's pet, he is afraid that the two will fight, and he will not be able to fight when the time comes.

"You can just like it."

He said to pinch the big fat face of the cat, looked at it for a while and suddenly said: "After a long time, it is OK, you give it a name?" The big-faced cat barked at him viciously, raised its claws, and almost injured Lin Que.

"Let's call it Little Ash." Yan Chi didn't want to bother with this aspect, "It's a good match with color."

Lin Que was amused by him: "Come on, Little Ash." To the hospital for a check, there is no big problem, but the waist does have some sprains, in the near future to avoid too intense exercise, good recovery, the doctor also asked Lin Que, how is the injury, between the words, feel that the atmosphere between the two men is a little ambiguous, angry Yan Chi in the side hurriedly explained: "He fell himself."

"I didn't..." Lin Que thought about it, didn't continue to speak, and shut up.

With some common bruises, Yan Chi took Lin Que out of the hospital, and the culprit cat he was holding in his arms slept lazily in it, and the most proud of it was it, thinking that he had made a great contribution.

Yan Chi wandered in the autumn wind pile for a while and said to Lin Que, "Shall I send you back again?"

Lin Que did not twist and said good, Yan Chi thought for a while and hesitated: "Can you first give Xiao Ash a vaccine to the hospital, I am afraid that it has not been beaten." There is a pet hospital nearby, walk three or four minutes, because it is a stray kitten outside, but also have to do a meticulous examination, the veterinarian who came out to do the examination is a handsome man with a beautiful face, his hands are good-looking, his bones are clear, and he is fiddling with tools over and over there, while secretly looking at Yan Chi.

He was about to touch that he had an idea about Yan Chi, Lin Que saw it clearly next to him, he peeked at it no less than ten times, each time more durable than the last, he was eager to stick his eyeballs to Yan Chi's body, the gold-rimmed glasses frame could not frame the excitement on his face, looking at it made people feel upset, and wanted to go up and put a kick for no reason.

"Hey." HHe called out to the man, "We're in a hurry, you hurry."

Yan Chi looked at Lin Que strangely and tilted his head.

Lin Que turned and raised an eyebrow and asked him, "You said yes?"

Yan Chi didn't understand: "Huh? His

tone rose, some slight nasal sounds, obviously confused, but Lin Que ignored it, forcibly twisted back, and said to the doctor, "Then hurry up." After such a move, the doctor also thought that the two had some unclear and unclear relationship, and for a while he received a beautiful thought, nodded his head and said quickly: "Good." There was no excessive movement after that.

Usually stray cats are skinny and rugged, big-faced cats do not know why they can eat so much fat outside, and there is no health problem under a fat body, it is a top-of-the-line cat, the doctor first gave it an injection vaccine, saying that it was the next time to the point, and then the second injection.

When the cat was given to Yan Chi, the doctor's eyes were tight and unwilling, hoping that Yan Chi could give some reaction, but Yan Chi's thoughts were all on Xiao Gray's body, and he politely said thank you, paid the money, and left with the cat.

Lin Que followed behind and walked slowly.

At this time, at eight o'clock in the evening, the lantern stained the whole city as if immersed in a sea of lights, some vague psychedelic feeling, Yan Chi walked in front, wide sports coats, sneakers, autumn wind occasionally blowing, outlining his thin waist line.

Yan Chi was not short, and may be quite tall among his peers, but holding a cat in his arms, this scene is slightly different from the pedestrians who rush by, and people can't help but stop and look back.

At such a glance, Lin Que found that Yan Chi was really quite sought-after.

But there is also sought-after capital, after all, that face is born good-looking, and now the first impression is mostly appearance, and it is no wonder that he stood there and became a centrifugal sunflower.

But Lin Que saw a wide range of the world, and Yan Chi was just a good-looking man in his eyes, and there was nothing too exaggerated.

Lin Que was thinking, Yan Chi stopped and turned around, and said to him, "I will send you home."

Lin Que saved him at the critical moment because he was injured, Yan Chi was a little grateful in the end, and he was no longer tit-for-tat with fierce words, which was a lot of relaxation, the sound was like a trickle of water, and his face was also softened.

"You're going to my house?" Lin Que asked him.

He still remembers yan chi scolding at his door before he left that day: "Dogs are better than things, dogs are better than places."