My magic stick is going to heaven!

Chapter 227 Autumn is Coming

Because of this sudden case, the Police Inspectorate was brightly lit in the cold night, and the police officers did not go back to rest one after another until dawn the next day.

Shang Yanzhou and Wen Changlang also came out one after the other, but from Shang Yanzhou's expression, he could tell that he was very angry.

Wen Changlang was under pressure, walked two steps faster with a smile on his face and turned into walking side by side with him, then said softly:

"Master Governor, I feel like I have a fever, I'm cold~"

As he said that, he still wanted to get into his arms.

Shang Yanzhou gouged him out, the temperature in his eyes was even colder than the cold in early autumn.

Wen Changlang shrugged his shoulders, then walked pitifully and slowed down, sobbing a few times, sucking a few snots, and then coughing hard.

Shang Yanzhou sighed bitterly in his heart, then pulled him roughly into his arms, hugged him tightly, and stepped into the car at a faster pace.

Back home, Wen Changlang hurried to the sofa, shaking the blanket, feeling top-heavy.

Could it be that you really have a fever?

Just when he wanted to touch his forehead, Shang Yanzhou came over first, and touched Wen Changlang's forehead with his generous and warm palm, and it became even hotter in an instant.

Shang Yanzhou frowned, and said coldly:

"Some have a fever, I'll call the doctor over."

Wen Changlang hugged him, buried his face in his thigh coquettishly, and said sullenly, "Are you still angry with me?"

Shang Yanzhou was indifferent: "When did I get angry with you?"

"You're just mad at me. I'm mad at me for going out to eat with Sister Yun. Actually, I just went to have a meal, because she said that the sauced duck there is very delicious, and I couldn't help it."

Shang Yanzhou patted him on the head, then pulled his foot out decisively, and said mockingly: "A sauced duck, did you buy you?"

"What do you mean by bribery? You're making it so nasty."

"Nawful?"

Shang Yanzhou narrowed his eyes, and asked dangerously, the surrounding air condensed quickly, and it felt colder than outside.

Wen Changlang almost slapped himself on the mouth, what you owe, let you talk nonsense!

"No! You heard it wrong!"

Wen Changlang shook his head vigorously, but because his head was already dizzy, he fell to the floor unexpectedly with a bang.

"Aw! It hurts!"

This fall woke him up a bit, but there was a bump on his forehead, which was funny, and coupled with his pitiful expression, Shang Yanzhou laughed unkindly.

"I'm already like this and you're still laughing at me?!"

"Should."

He said harsh words, but Shang Yanzhou still went forward, directly hugged him up, walked up to the room on the second floor, gently put him on the bed, and covered him with the quilt.

After taking a few glances at his watery black eyes, Shang Yanzhou felt that all anger was lost.

He touched the bulging bag carefully, and then said softly:

"Lie down first, I'll call the doctor."

Wen Changlang pulled his arm to prevent him from leaving, pursed his mouth, with an arrogant expression that I can only forgive you if you kiss me.

Shang Yanzhou's heart, which had already fallen, was beating uncontrollably, and Qing couldn't help but put a gentle and tender kiss on his lips, just like treating the most precious treasure in the world, and the full love was conveyed through this kiss come out.

"Wen Changlang, you are really good at it."

Every move is holding my life.