The police car came and took the robber away. Blake Jing held his chin with one hand, smiled and watched the man go away, and winked at the police officer who glanced at him from time to time. His golden eyes had a seductive smile, like It was a cat that was seducing others. The police officer immediately blushed and stumbled out. After a while, he ran back and stood in front of Blake Jing awkwardly: "Please, you can follow us later." Go back to the bureau and make a note."
Blake Jing understood in his heart that this was the country's rules and regulations and he was not deliberately seeking trouble, so he did not embarrass the young man and nodded in agreement.
I also plan to buy some daily necessities later, but I’ll talk about that later.
Blake Jing looked at Zengtian with regret: "We are about to separate. It's really sad. Sir, do you have your contact information? How can I find you in the future?"
Anyone who hears his disappointed voice will probably reflect on why they made him sad. Dean looked at this man with beautiful yet sharp eyebrows, his mind went "hiss" for a while, the word "fairy" came up, and he said: "Come to the store to see me at this time in a week."
Blake Jing's eyebrows arched, and he smiled at Zangtian without any haze: "Okay, then I'll leave it to you."
Blake Jing calmly walked to the police car under the slightly awkward care of the young police officer. Before leaving, he waved to him through the car window, as natural as saying goodbye to a friend.
Dean stood at the door of the coffee shop, thinking that he had found a piece of shining gold that looked like a fox.
The subordinates took advantage of the chaos in the crowd and stood quietly behind Zeng Tian, waiting for orders.
"Go and check him. The robber came into the store at a very coincidental time. He is not as simple as he seems. Anyone watching should be careful." The distress and affection shown on Dean's face disappeared after the man walked away. Without a trace, look at this matter calmly.
The subordinates nodded in response to the order and ordered the relEvan Tait personnel to take action.
A week is enough for Farming to find out all eighteen generations of Blake Jing's ancestors.
He took a deep look at the direction Blake Jing left and snorted with unknown meaning.
"A person who is a little thoughtful but not so deep in the city. It would be a pity not to recruit such a useful person." Blake Jing left the police station, stretched and thought to himself, now those people should be investigating him I hope they can be of some use and see that all the information he forged is false. When the time comes, Dean will be afraid of the forces behind him and will not dare to attack him easily, and he will be able to get some information out of the confrontation.
Blake Jing didn't go back to the hotel. He took all his belongings with him, including his mobile phone and wallet.
That B@st@ard is so weird. He might go to the hotel to block him. The kid can't take action. If he can't offend him, why can't he hide from him?
Blake Jing changed to a hotel that day.
After Blake Jing had rested comfortably and waited for his biological clock to wake him up, he yawned and got out of bed. He put his hand on the door handle and suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was so familiar. He almost felt so familiar. Can't laugh.
He quietly opened the door without making any noise, and looked outside. He saw the familiar B@st@ard with black curly hair sitting on the ground, leaning against the door, and his dead eyes staring straight at him.
Qingtian Bairi saw a ghost, and Blake Jing almost said a curse word about Xianzhou in his heart.
Blake Jing's expression did not change, he pretended not to see the brat and retracted his head.
But before the door was closed, the kid poked a finger at the crack of the door. He was not afraid that Blake Jing would suddenly close the door and pinch off his finger!
Blake Jing had no choice but to pretend that nothing happened, opened the door again, squatted in front of the rabbit, and said with a smile: "Little guy, are you lost? Do you want big brother to take you back?"
It was the same as when we first met.
Max's originally gentle kite-colored eyes gave him a cold and gloomy look. He opened his lips slightly and pronounced the word clearly: "Liar."
Blake Jing bent down, picked up the little B@st@ard in his arms, walked in, raised his foot and closed the door, so as not to be discovered by the hotel service staff, who would not be able to explain it at that time.
"Little guy, why do you say that?"
Blake Jing put the B@st@ard on the bed and called room service, asking them to send up two meals. It seemed that he was being perfunctory to Max.
"You clearly said you would take me away last night," Max said.
"Sorry, most children who run away from home will say angry things. Big brother thought you were the same. After all, who would miss home?" Blake Jing knelt on the ground with one knee, holding one of Bunny's hands, with a sincere and gentle expression on his face. .
If it wasn't Max who was deceived, he would have believed it.
"Okay, I was wrong. Big brother, I will apologize to you. What can you do to forgive me?" Blake Jing coaxed softly, speaking softly, with endless tenderness and love. No matter who it is, their eyes will heat up and they will want to spit out the endless griEvan Taices and pain in their hearts.
Max leaned forward, wrapped his arms around Blake Jing's neck, and said in a muffled voice: "Don't leave, don't abandon me again, okay? I will be obedient."
You meet your opponent in chess. How did you learn to perform at such a young age?
Blake Jing thought this in his heart, and couldn't help but rub his head against Max's hair. It felt so good, like a raccoon slave, with a look on his face:
"Okay, I won't leave you again."
Blake Jing rubbed the child's head and smiled: "We have known each other for so long and I still don't know your name. What is your name?"
"Max, Max Osamu."
Blake Jing also smiled and introduced himself: "Blake Jing."
The doorbell rang just in time. It should be the meal delivered to the guest room. Blake Jing stood up, opened the door to say thank you, and placed the two meals on the table by the window. The hotel Blake Jing chose this time did not have a better location than the previous one. The floor is not high enough, and there is no perspective overlooking the glory of the city. Looking sideways, you can only see the noisy road and pedestrians coming and going.
"How did you find me?" Blake Jing asked with a hint of confusion, not pretending that it was his first time meeting Max. As for how to find him, he could come up with several ways, but obviously it shouldn't be something that a child could think of. Max couldn't be so lucky that he could just walk into a hotel in such a big city and sit down casually. In front of a door, he randomly came to Blake Jing, right?
"The hotel is comfortable, the transportation is convenient, and the location is far away from the original hotel. There are not many hotels that meet this point." Far away from the original hotel, the area is narrowed. There are not many hotels in the city close to transportation hubs. After all, the most important thing about a hotel is Quietness can make people have a good rest. These two points can filter out most of the hotels. Max asked the remaining ones one by one. Just like Blake Jing would use his appearance to lower other people's vigilance, Max's face is also cute. As soon as he softened his voice, he could make those women call him cute, and Blake Jing's face was so conspicuous, so he asked the question immediately.
Blake Jing had almost guessed Max's psychological journey in his mind, and nodded with understanding.
Max has such a strong logical ability. In addition to his natural good brain, he also has a very good family upbringing. I wonder if his family has anything to do with supernatural powers, and if he knows the relEvan Tait information.
Max kept his eyes open all night, for fear that Blake Jing would throw him out, but one night, Blake Jing slept soundly, his sideways face was peaceful and silent, and the dazzling and lazy face during the day settled down, making people involuntarily... Peace of mind.
There was a faint fragrance of grass and leaves coming out of his body, going straight into his nose. Max mixed this fragrance and looked at Blake Jing all night.
The next day, Blake Jing looked at the dark circles under Max's eyes and chuckled twice. When Max looked over, he stopped smiling and raised his hands to indicate that he was wrong.
Max took advantage of Blake Jing's show of weakness, pretending to be arrogant and nodded to forgive him.
"Where are you going?" After eating early in the morning, Max saw Blake Jing counting the money in his wallet. This guy was still crying to him about poverty two days ago, but now the stack of 10,000-yuan bills seemed to be slapping him in the face. .
Blake Jing didn't look up: "I'm going shopping. I came to Yokohama alone with nothing but me. I need to buy clothes and supplies, and yours too. Isn't it inconvenient to move around in a kimono?"
Max curled his fingers and said "Oh" casually.
Blake Jing laughed. He could hear Max's slightly raised voice. Compared with his words, his body was more honest.
Blake Jing took Max to a nearby shopping mall. He made purchases very quickly and did not choose the phobia at all. He entered the first men's clothing store on the left and took two white shirts, overalls that are easy to move, and thick-soled boots. In just two minutes, Blake Jing had everything like the delivery address and payment sorted out.
This time I was shopping in the mall, I only did the last two words.
Did Max say he won’t look at it anymore?
Blake Jing thought for a moment and entered the second store, choosing two pieces from the half-sleeves on the first row of hangers with colorful kittens and cat patterns printed on them.
The corner of Max's mouth twitched for a moment. He was not particular about his clothes, but when he thought of Blake Jing with delicate eyebrows, his face was distorted by wearing a half-sleeve with a cat on it, maybe he was suppressing his laughter.
Max quickly took Blake Jing away. Blake Jing didn't care about him, but he was very attentive to Max. He smiled and asked the shop assistant if there was anything suitable for Max. Those women who looked at the appearance wanted to give Max the whole store to try. After a while, Max finally chose two pieces and escaped from the clothes piled to the ceiling.
Blake Jing was still laughing behind him so heartlessly.
The two of them finally walked to the dining area. It was Blake Jing's first time eating a burger. The fat and carbohydrates aroused his body's cravings. Blake Jing's eyes lit up, and he bit into the burger like a stray cat who had eaten something good for the first time. .
The white sauce was still stained on his cheeks, and Max's eyebrows couldn't help but soften. He always felt that his mood was strangely peaceful when he was with Blake Jing. The time that used to be stretched out because of boredom was getting faster.
Perhaps Max's gaze was too obvious. Blake Jing looked up and asked why he was staring at me.
Max's face was stained with sauce.
Blake Jing said "Oh" twice and ignored it. He held his chin with one hand and smiled warmly: "Thank you, Mr. Max, for reminding me."
The voice was low and hoarse, deliberately pretending to be annoying.
The invisible loneliness and emptiness are suppressed by the comfort of enjoying life.
Max is extremely eager and wants to know the answer. In this empty world, why can you always look like this?
Max stretched out his hand and put it in front of Blake Jing's face. Reluctance, jealousy, and all the noisy thoughts mixed together to create violence. He even wanted to tear open this gentle face to see the same animal soul as his own underneath!
There was a trace of cruelty in his eyes, and it wasn't until the smooth touch from his palm that he suddenly came back to his senses.
I saw Blake Jing holding his hand and caressing the side of his face, tilting his head slightly, as if he was putting himself in this small hand, bringing unprecedented peace of mind: "Don't be so cruel, please feel sorry for me, okay?" Okay? "Don't scare me."
Max didn't know why, but his heart beat suddenly faster for a moment, and he turned his head and muttered "Yeah".
Blake Jing laughed softly, like a child who had succeeded in a prank, and suddenly let go of his hand.
Max came out of the beauty and found that there was still a sticky feeling on his palm.
He lowered his head suddenly, and there was a ball of white sticky sauce in his hand!
This guy used his hands as napkins!
Max gritted his teeth: "Blake Jing!"
Blake Jing: "Thank you~"
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