Chapter 67： Master Juren

When Shen Yanbei woke up, he was lying on the side of the road leaning forward. The warm autumn sunshine on him did not make him feel warm, but felt cold.

He stared at the sky in a daze, watching the white cloud drifting past little by little, feeling that his heart was wandering like this cloud, and there was nowhere to rest.

"Hey, are you okay?"

A mellow man's voice rang in his ears. As soon as Shen Yanbei turned his head, he met a pair of quiet black eyes. The owner of the eyes has hard facial features. He is wearing a light blue shirt, and a muscled arm is exposed on the sleeves. The shirt is wrapped in a good figure that can make women scream excitedly.

Shen Yanbei quickly glanced at the man from top to bottom, with a wry smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to the man: "Can you pull me? I can't get dizzy." He didn't know how long he had been fainting, on his forehead. His wound was still aching, and the blood dripping from half of his face was greasy and very uncomfortable.

The man frowned and stretched his hand over.

Shen Yanbei took the man's hand and stood up with strength.

"Thanks." The man's palm was warm and warm, and he held it very vigorously!

The man whispered: "You're welcome," and stepped on the electric car parked aside to leave.

"Can you send me to the hospital to treat the wound?" Shen Yanbei looked at the man's dark eyes and smiled, "I was kicked out of the house, and I didn't have a cent on my body, so I couldn't get a taxi." His face was stained with blood, just like that. Lying on the road is quite bluffing. Passers-by were a little frightened, and hurried away after a glance, only the man stopped the car.

The man's gaze fell on the hideous wound on his forehead, his eyes sinking slightly: "Come on."

"Thank you." Shen Yanbei stretched his legs and sat unceremoniously behind the man.

The electric car is a female model. The seat is very narrow. A man takes up more than half of the seat. Shen Yanbei, who has long hands and feet, looks very crowded when he sits on it. The thighs should not be close to the man's thighs.

The opponent's legs are strong and strong, and the motion of bending the knees and driving outlines the beautiful leg lines. Shen Yanbei moved back unnaturally, trying to keep himself from squinting. But at the intersection, he encountered the Prince's car that suddenly rushed out and drove fast. The man came to a sudden brake. Under the effect of inertia, he immediately stuck behind the man...

Leaning on the man's muscular tight back, and smelling the faint smell of sweat on the man's body, Shen Yanbei wailed in his heart and hurriedly sat up straight.

Perceiving his movements, the man turned around and asked, "Is it all right?"

"No...nothing!" I just feel dizzy! Shen Yanbei smiled stiffly.

The man made a faint "um" sound and restarted the car.

When he arrived at the hospital, the man gave Shen Yanbei a surgeon. After seeing the doctor, the doctor said that the wound was serious and he needed stitches.

"Will there be scars?" The man looked at Shen Yanbei, who was grinning with pain after being cleaned with disinfectant by the nurse, and asked in a low voice. Although men don't care about their faces like women, but with handsome facial features in young people, if there is an extra scar on the head, it will be very eye-catching.

"It depends on your physique." The doctor didn't say much and opened a list, asking the man to pay for the stitches.

"Please show me the receipt later, and I will transfer it to you." Shen Yanbei said to the hesitant man holding the bill.

The man's deep black eyes stared at him for a few seconds, then turned and left the door.

Shen Yanbei leaned on the recliner with his hands covering his eyes and a smile from the corners of his mouth.

After sterilizing the stitches and bandaging, after half an hour, Shen Yan left the hospital with a piece of medical tape on his north head.

"Where are you going? I will take you there?" The man asked Shen Yanbei in a daze just looking at the passageway at the hospital's gate.

Shen Yanbei reached out and touched the tape on his forehead, and sighed, "I don't know where to go, and there is nowhere to go." He turned his head and stared at the man: "Leave me your account, phone number and name, I Transfer the money to you." Old man Shen threw him out like this, with nothing on him.

The man did not answer him, but asked, "Where is your home? I will send you back."

Shen Yanbei chuckled, staring at the man's eyes, raising his eyebrows: "Afraid I will run the bill?"

The youth looked a little embarrassed, but he couldn't hide his handsome skin. Just like this, the whole person looks a little bit more evil.

The man was taken aback and shook his head: "I know you."

Shen Yanbei was slightly surprised. He met with a man? But such a man, there is no reason why he has not seen any impression.

Seeing the doubt in Shen Yanbei's eyes, the man explained: "I saw you in a bar, and everyone called you Shao Shen." His first job after leaving the army was as a security guard for a well-known bar. After learning about the nature of the bar, he quit.

bar? Shen Yanbei twisted his eyebrows for a while. The bars he would go to were nothing more than so few, but without exception, these bars were...

With his eyes suddenly bright, Shen Yanbei looked straight at the man, and his voice became more excited: "Are you?"

Knowing what Shen Yanbei meant, the man's fist on his side quietly tightened: "I...I just worked there as a security guard for a month."

The bright eyes gradually dimmed, and Shen Yanbei laughed self-deprecatingly: "Sure enough, there is no such good thing, how can you just lie down on the ground and meet the person you like..."

Hearing this, the man suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of surprise. It seems that she never thought that Shen Yanbei would express affection for a stranger of the same **** straightforwardly.

"you……"

Shen Yanbei smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I just said casually, don't take it to heart." Fearing that his words would cause trouble to the man, Shen Yanbei walked quickly to the consultation desk to find a nurse and borrowed paper and pen.

"Please leave me the account number, and remember the SMS reminder when the account is entered."

This time I didn't even need my phone number and name.

The man took the paper and silently wrote down his account. He met Shen Yanbei several times in the bar. Shen Yanbei came with friends. Each time he just sat at the bar and had a drink, and never took the initiative to speak to other guests.

Shen Yanbei is young and handsome, with extraordinary temperament. Many customers tried to talk to him, but they were rejected without exception. Many people suspected that Shen Yanbei was just drinking with friends...

But the words of Shen Yanbei just overturned this speculation...

Shen Yanbei put the paper away and smiled at the man: "Thank you so much today."

The man pursed his lips: "I will send you back."

"Do not bother."

Shen Yanbei declined, but the man drove the electric car directly beside him. "Come on, it's almost time for dinner."

Shen Yanbei looked at him seriously: "Do you know that you can be very dangerous like this?"

"You can't beat me." The man also returned him seriously.

Shen Yanbei: "..."

Shen Yan Beiyun, whose self-esteem was severely hit, sat behind the man: "I was swept out by my father, and now I am homeless. You can take me to a place and find me a meal, and the money will be recorded in the account. I'll pass it to you when I arrive." I was called by Old Man Shen early in the morning, and he passed out without eating breakfast, bleeding so much, and severely lacking energy.

The man replied "Okay" and drove people out of the hospital.

The small electric car crossed the street, turned into an alley, and finally stopped in an old courtyard.

Shen Yanbei was a little surprised: "This is...your home?"

"It's just a rented house." The man parked the electric car, took out a key and walked to an iron gate.

Shen Yanbei smiled: "Aren't you afraid of me coming here?"

The man opened the door and said in a deep voice, "You are not that kind of person."

"How do you know who I am?" Shen Yanbei chuckled, "Did you secretly observe me in the bar?"

The man's eyes flashed, opened the door and walked in.

Seeing the man enter the house without saying a word, Shen Yanbei secretly scolded himself for being owed.

The house the man rented was on the first floor, and it was a bit cold. Shen Yanbei took a look at the neatly cleaned one room and one living room, and suggested: "The climate here is not very good. There will be cold waves after winter, and the lower houses are prone to damp and moldy. If you live, it is best to find The higher floor."

"Yeah." The man poured him a cup of warm water and turned on the TV. "You sit down for a while, and I will cook."

Shen Yanbei was sitting on the sofa, staring at the TV boredly, and the sound of running water in the kitchen tickled him.

He is straight! straight! Don't embarrass yourself too! Shen Yanbei warned himself silently in his heart.

"Mr. Shen, the president of the city's catering giant Shishen Group Co., Ltd., issued a notice to sever the father-son relationship with his parent and son Mr. Shen Yanbei..."

The familiar names on TV condensed the expression on Shen Yanbei's face instantly.

"It's cruel and unfeeling. No wonder I don't look like you..." Shen Yanbei's eyes were full of mockery as he watched the expressionless father Shen on the TV.

"Fortunately, my mother has seen you through!"

Not wanting to see this disgusting face again, Shen Yanbei turned off the TV directly, got up and went to the kitchen.

The tall man was standing in the small kitchen washing the vegetables awkwardly, and Shen Yan Beijiao squeezed it.

"need my help?"

"No." The man said busy.

Shen Yanbei tilted his head to look at him: "Really no need? I am good at cooking!"

The man was startled, his expression surprised. Shen Yanbei didn't say much, and glanced at the ingredients in the kitchen: "Do you like sour or spicy? Is there anything to avoid?"

"Spicy and sour is fine, I'm not picky."

Seeing that the young man had rolled up his sleeves and took over the work from him, the man had to stand silently to fight.

"It's too small to stand for two people. You can go out and watch TV. I can do it alone." Shen Yanbei smiled at the man, skillfully picked up the kitchen knife, and put the peeled potatoes on the chopping board neatly. slice.

It seems that he is the master here...

The man's gaze fell on Shen Yanbei's focused side face, and his voice was much softer than before: "Call me if you need it."

The answer to him was Shen Yanbei's "Duo Duo" cutting potato shreds.