The young man's warm breath lingered in her ears, carrying a hint of sweetness. Lan An felt as if she was in the clouds, floating in the air, but there was a risk of falling at any time.

Trying hard to suppress the violent desire in his eyes, Lan An turned his head to look at Chu Qiu Ze, his thin lips without any rouge, like peach blossoms in March.

It was this peach blossom that just now kissed not his cheek, but his heart.

Lan An felt like he was going crazy.

"Hmm? Friend Lan?" Chu Qiuze leaned forward again and kissed the tip of Lan An's nose. "Don't you want to continue? Or are you scared?"

If it were someone else, Chu Qiu Ze would have been torn to pieces by this repeated teasing.

But Lan An has been as calm as water for thirty years, so how could his concentration be bad?

He lowered his head and silently gave himself some psychological counseling.

After a while, he took Chu Qiuze's hand and kissed the back of her hand gently and restrainedly.

That was his answer.

This was the most outrageous and daring thing he could do before marriage.

Chu Qiuze roughly understood his thought process and expressed his understanding.

Ancient people were reserved, and he understood that.

Anyway, the warm-water frog is almost cooked. There is no need to rush. Just find a suitable opportunity to add more fuel to the fire.

This tempting topic ends here.

"Would you like me to take you out for a look?"

Chu Qiuze nodded. He hadn’t been here for three days, so he decided to go out and see if there was anything else he needed to replenish.

The car was driven away by Chu Tianze, and now Lan An could only push Chu Qiuze's wheelchair out.

"Well, no need to push, my wheelchair can move by itself when you sit on it."

"Okay, I know." Lan An said this, but he didn't intend to let go.

He knew that at this moment he could only regain a sense of security by pushing the wheelchair.

Chu Qiuze had no choice but to let him go.

Three days is neither long nor short.

Rujing City has now been lifted from the ban and has returned to its former prosperity.

The sounds of vendors hawking their wares, the noise of betting in casinos, the coquettish calls of prostitutes soliciting customers...

A scene of thriving and prosperity.

As the two men walked down the street, people kept coming up to greet them. Some looked at them from a distance, bowed twice, and muttered something.

Chu Qiuze found it a little funny. Did these people really worship him as a god?

He does not object to people having their own beliefs, and it is fine for them to regard them as beliefs.

Compared to him, a young man who possesses 21st century high technology and 5,000 years of culture, he is a god in the eyes of the ancients.

But we can't engage in such feudal and superstitious behavior.

"Friend Lan, when can you help me post a notice or something?"

"What do you want to send?"

"Tell the people, instead of praying to gods and Buddhas, it is better to pray to yourself. The future is in your own hands."

After thinking about it, he felt that this was not in line with his image as a god.

He added: "The gods may be able to save you temporarily, but they cannot save you forever."

It didn't seem right to say that, he was almost getting himself into trouble.

But Lan An, an atheist, understood what he meant, "Don't worry, I will do it."

The two of them wandered around the city, first went to the school, and then visited the homes of the people who were sleeping on the kang.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Chu Qiuze knew that this was all thanks to Lan An's sleepless days.

He began to feel distressed again.

"Friend Lan, let's go back. It's a bit cold outside."

The voice is still a little hoarse, the cold is not healed yet.

When Lan An heard this, he immediately pushed the wheelchair back without wasting a moment.

It happened to be noon when Chu Qiuze received a message from his brother, saying that he was busy at the orphanage and would not be back for lunch, so he could just ask someone to send him some food.

Chu Qiuze raised his eyebrows as he looked at the message that seemed to be leaving some space for them.

He really couldn't believe that his brother compromised so quickly.

There can't be any fraud, right?

This fake plastic brotherhood.

However, his brother's absence made it easier for him to take action against Lan Euan.

After lunch.

"Friend Lan, has your bedroom been replaced with a kang?" He wanted to go and take a look.

Lan An closed his eyes. Does this guy understand that it is inconvenient for men to be in the same room?

They insisted on squeezing together when eating, saying it was too cold and that it would be warmer if they huddled together. He accepted it.

Now I have to go to the man’s bedroom, with whom I already had an ambiguous relationship.

Does he really think of himself as a monk?

"Is it okay?" Chu Qiuze added fuel to the fire, "It's cold outside. If you have a kang in your room, it will be warmer. I'm still sick and can't freeze."

Blue Gum: “…”

Chu Qiuze tried his best to persuade the monk, but the monk still took him to his bedroom.

In Lan An's bedroom, the bed was replaced with a kang the day after Chu Qiu Ze left.

It was very warm indeed.

In the past, a hot-blooded man like him would have to cover himself with two quilts, but now a thin quilt is enough.

Chu Qiuze entered the bedroom without any courtesy, treating it like his own home.

He climbed directly onto the blue gum's bed and lay down.

Lan An stood in front of the bed, neither above nor below.

"Sit down." Chu Qiuze patted the seat next to him.

Blue Gum: “…”

He felt that it was never so difficult when he went to the enemy camp alone.

Tsk, Chu Qiuze’s heart was bubbling with joy.

He liked the look on Lan An's face that seemed reluctant to reject him, yet unwilling to go against her heart.

He just lay on the bed, waiting leisurely for Lan An's answer.

The atmosphere remained tense.

In the end, it was Blue Gum that compromised.

"Do you know how to play chess?" Lan An turned around, took the chessboard and placed it on the kang.

Just think of this kang as a low couch!

This doesn't count as incest, it's just sleeping in the same bed.

"Ahem." Chu Qiuze held back his laughter. "Go? No, I'll teach you how to play Gobang, how about that?"

It doesn't matter what kind of chess pieces, as long as they are not lying side by side.

Lan An admitted it.

Chu Qiuze leaned against the head of the bed and carefully explained how to play Gobang.

It's shockingly simple.

Lan An suddenly realized that this was an educational game for children.

He finally found a sense of superiority, but he did not mention the idea of ​​teaching Chu Qiu Ze how to play Go.

Just play Gobang.

It's just to kill time.

But when he really started playing, Lan An found that Gobang was not as simple as it seemed.

Moreover, he is used to playing Go and always thinks with the mindset of Go.

He lost three games in a row, dizzyingly and caught off guard.

But gradually, Lan An also figured out some patterns. He found that every time Chu Qiuze made a move, there seemed to be a certain pattern.

Seeing that Lan An was getting better, Chu Qiuze was not going to take it lightly anymore.

"Blue friend, how about a little gamble?" He smiled like a fox, "Otherwise it would be so boring."

It is normal to play chess and look for a jackpot, and is even called an elegant thing by scholars.

"Okay." Lan An followed his instructions: "What do you want?"

After saying this, he had a bad feeling.

"Then it's settled." Chu Qiuze didn't give him a chance to regret, "The loser gets to kiss the other person."

Blue Gum: “…”

Do you really think this isn't a prostitute in a brothel flirting with his patron?

He had long known that Chu Qiu Ze had a frivolous personality, but he just regarded it as the difference in customs and social relationships between two different worlds.

But kissing the other person just because you lose is really crossing the line.

Lan An remained silent for a while, and Chu Qiu Ze understood what he meant.

Hey, I originally wanted to take advantage of her and cultivate our relationship, but she kissed me this morning.

Forget it.

"Then tell me, what's the prize? I'll listen to you."

Lan An imagined countless lucky numbers, but they all seemed a million miles away from a kiss.

He couldn't bear to see Chu Qiuze disappointed, "If I lose, I will paint a picture for you myself, okay?"

Chu Qiuze pouted and reluctantly accepted the proposal.

He then asked: "What if I lose?"

"All is fine." Lan An said these two words with red ears.

He didn't want to do anything out of line before marriage, but he also couldn't go against other people's customs and practices.

Chu Qiuze, who understood his inner world, suppressed his laughter and said, "Okay, let's start."

The two of them played Gobang at a child's level and performed at the level of national players.

Surround, chase, block, and intercept.

Most of the black and white pieces on the chessboard have been moved, but there is still no clear winner.

"That's amazing, my prince." Chu Qiuze couldn't believe it. Lan An had just lost several games in a row. Could it be that he was letting the opponent win?

Lan An calmly placed a move, "There is still a pattern to follow."

The battle was tense, and Chu Qiuze felt a slight heat on his back. He really didn't expect that playing Go could be so stressful.

If I hadn't been invincible in the past, I would have lost long ago.

But he still lost this round.

But he was not at all depressed about losing. What could he do if he lost?

What can you do to the blue gum?

So he was trying so hard to win just now, but his head was caught in the door?

Mua! A big kiss on the left cheek of Blue Eucalyptus.

After the kiss, he smacked his lips twice and exclaimed, "It tastes good."

Lan Euan swallowed his saliva and said, "Come again."

"Hmm~!" Chu Qiuze was thinking about how he was going to lose next.

Lan An also understood his character, "Don't cheat, don't let me win, don't lose to me on purpose."

Chu Qiuze was not bothered by his little trick being exposed. With Lan An's learning ability, he might not win.

The two then started the second game.

In order to prevent Lan An from thinking that he was letting her win, Chu Qiu Ze really put in his utmost effort.

But as time went on, the speed of moving the pieces became slower and slower.

Chu Qiuze got up before dawn this morning and is now lying on the warm kang with a hypnotic black and white chessboard in front of him.

My head gradually became drowsy.

Lan An saw it, but he didn't remind him. He knew Chu Qiu Ze was still sick and let him sleep if he wanted.

He deliberately slowed down the pace of his moves.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Chu Qiuze's head tilted and he almost fell into the chessboard.

Lan An gently supported Chu Qiuze's head and gently placed him against the pillow.

Chu Qiuze's eyelashes trembled, but when he felt the familiar breath, he fell asleep peacefully.

Lan Euan considerately covered him with a thin blanket.

He looked at the chessboard, looked at the sleeping Chu Qiuze, and slowly placed a piece that obviously had a flaw.

My heart was pounding, and I didn't know if Chu Qiu Ze would notice when he woke up.

Can we still lose this game of chess?

“Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle…”

Chu Qiuze's cell phone began to vibrate. Lan An was afraid of disturbing him, so he quickly picked it up, but he didn't know how to operate it.

He looked at Chu Tianze's avatar on the screen, and he knew that it was Chu Tianze who was talking to Chu Qiuze.

Seeing Chu Qiuze frowning and about to wake up, he slid the green arrow on the screen in panic.

"Brother." Chu Tianze's voice came, "Have you finished your work over there?"

Lan An imitated Chu Qiuze's previous behavior, put the phone to his ear, and replied: "He fell asleep."