between men

Chapter 143

, This series of actions made everyone move their throats involuntarily. "If there is nothing else, please leave." Lance let go of his hand and said, Ormon coughed while clutching his neck, but he got angry again a second later, stretching out his hand to grab Lance's neckline.At this moment, a dart flew over suddenly, brushed Ao Meng's face and nailed it to the bullseye of the dart behind him. "Try again," Xiao Yuan walked to the TV and took out several darts from a box. "I may not be able to throw it very accurately with my left hand, but there are many. I can't guarantee whether it will turn and stab into your body."

Henry hurried forward and pulled Ao Meng out, "Excuse me, we're leaving now." He said in a hurry, Ao Meng kicked him angrily, "It's all your fault for talking nonsense!"

After the two got in the car and left, Lance stepped forward to close the door, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly eased. "Are you okay?" Xiao Yuan put the dart back into the box and said, Lance shook his head and went to the window to watch the car drive farther and farther. "Can you throw darts?" Lance turned his head and asked after the car disappeared.

"Well, the wind wolf taught me." Xiao Yuan said.In the past few days, Fenglang either taught him to reload or disassemble the gun. After he learned both, Fenglang began to teach him to throw darts. "Don't think about the chic movements of martial arts dramas," he told Xiaoyuan, "Knives can spin, but darts can't if you are proficient. As long as you have bright eyes and master the posture well-" hits every shot.

Lance nodded. He walked to the sofa and sat down. The pain from his shoulder made him grit his teeth—that damn investigator! "Are you okay?" Xiaoyuan asked standing aside, Lance looked up at him, "It's okay, you go upstairs to change your shoes, later we will contact these nosy housewives around, they will help you hide it of."

"But you... yes." Xiao Yuan wanted to ask him something, but then he thought it was better not to ask.It's none of his business, why should I tell him?Xiao Yuan thought as he went upstairs.Well now, he got hurt and it's all my fault.He walked upstairs with his head drooping, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Lance taking off his clothes and applying medicine to his shoulders. "I'm sorry," he said, turning around on the stairs, and Lance looked up at him. "What?"

"I'm sorry," Xiaoyuan lowered his head and repeated, "I...I shouldn't have told you about this, it has nothing to do with you, I just—"

"This is my house," Lance interrupted him. "If you make a mistake in my house, it's about me."

"but you--"

"The shoes are on the left side of the room, Xiaoyuan." Lance lowered his head and continued to apply the medicine, so Xiaoyuan had no choice but to go into the room to change his shoes.He is angry with me, Xiao Yuan thought while changing his shoes.He's still mad, I'm annoying him, he doesn't want to talk to me anymore.But after more than ten seconds, Lance's voice sounded: "Have you changed it yet?" Xiao Yuan hurriedly said that it was almost time, he put on his shoes and ran out.

When he came downstairs, Lance was still wearing the ointment. "I... I thought you were all right." Xiao Yuan stood by the stairs looking dazed, Lance smiled at him, his ice blue and lavender eyes always looked so soft. "Come here," he said, "you're too nervous, it's not good."

Can you not be nervous?Xiao Yuan walked over with some fear, Lance patted the sofa and let him sit beside him. "Wait for me," he said, "you can turn on the TV."

Xiao Yuan nodded, but only after the TV was turned on did he realize that he could not understand the French spoken on it. "Uh... would you like a glass of water?" Xiao Yuan asked while looking at the TV. The ointment smelled strong, but not pungent. "No." Lance replied.Xiao Yuan smelled a sober herbal smell, like mint, and like chewing gum, it smelled very good.He sniffed sharply, and soon realized he was smelling sweat from Lance.This made him feel embarrassed, and quickly focused his eyes on the TV screen that he couldn't understand at all.

"Okay," Lance said a few minutes later, Xiao Yuan looked back and saw a ripple-like black tattoo on Lance's shoulder.The color of the tattoo looked natural, and he didn't turn his eyes away for a while, and he didn't come back to himself until Lance got dressed. "What are you looking at?" Lance asked him with a smile, Xiao Yuan turned his head away hastily. "Didn't see anything," he said.

Lance shook his head with a smile. He had noticed Xiao Yuan's gaze a long time ago, but he didn't say it out loud. "Let's go out." He stood up and said.Xiao Yuan nodded, and the two went out to leave the house.It was sunny outside, with no wind.

"Let's go to Mrs. Catherine's first. Her pastry is very good." Lance said, "And she also suspects that her husband has an affair with Rita. If you let her know that you burned Rita's house, she will He will bring out his best pastries for us to enjoy."

"She has been to Lita's house," Xiao Yuan reminded, "Maybe she didn't find her husband's gray and blue panties in Lita's room."

"That's better," Lance led him to Mrs. Catherine's house, "Mr. Lindreysen is away on business these days, and she can't find anyone to ask, so she can only continue to doubt. Besides, even if she finds That poor pair of panties, with her personality, would literally tear down Rita's house—here we are."

The lawn in the front yard of Mrs. Catherine's house is full of greenery, and under a tall osmanthus tree, there are several small roses that have never bloomed.Lance walked up the stairs and knocked lightly on the door. "The doorbell is here." Xiao Yuan reminded, then he stretched out his hand and pressed it. "You don't need to ring the bell to drop by on this street," Lance told him, "because it would look unfamiliar."

"The answer is correct," Madam Catherine suddenly opened the door and said with a smile on her face. Xiao Yuan was startled by her. "But the two of you dropped by the door a few days ago," Catherine invited them into the room, and then walked to a side table to pour wine. "Since that's the case, you are here this time either to ask for something or to tell you something—I hope you like my special cocktail, little guy." Catherine walked over with a smile on her face and stuffed the glass into the hands of Xiao Yuan and Lance, Lance took the wine from Xiao Yuan's hand. "He doesn't drink, thank you." Lance said, putting two glasses of wine on the table, and then asked him to test: "Do you have any thoughts on the burning of Rita Geer's house?"

"Did the nasty community management call you here?" Catherine picked up a rag and began to wipe a very clean cabinet. "They asked you to ask if I burned that bitch's den?"

"No, it's not," Lance said. "We know the arsonist was someone else, and he—"

"There was no arsonist, not at all!" Catherine interrupted him, "Don't you understand? It was Lita Geer who burned it herself to cheat the insurance company. She has been complaining about the whereabouts of her house on the street. The water is leaking, where is the ticking sound. Pooh!" She lifted a vase from the cabinet, "She made the clock too loud, who is to blame?"

Lance ignored what she said next. "What if there is really an arsonist?" He asked, while Xiao Yuan moved his feet restlessly.

"That's good too!" Madam Catherine blurted out, "If there really is an arsonist, I'll take a basket and put delicious pastries in it every day to thank him!" Lance looked at me with a look on his face. Xiao Yuan glanced at him, and Xiao Yuan smiled awkwardly at him. "Is it true?" Catherine put the vase back on the cabinet that had been wiped, and then she was taken aback suddenly: "Could it be that you know who the arsonist is?"

Lance shrugged, his eyes kept pointing towards Xiao Yuan.Lady Catherine reacted immediately. "Oh, my God!" She rushed over and grabbed Xiao Yuan's left hand, "You let it go?"

Xiao Yuan nodded towards his shoes.

"I have to make my best pastry to thank you, dear." Madam Catherine excitedly held his head and kissed him on the forehead, and then she asked Xiao Yuan to sit on the chair. "You wait here for a while, I'll do it now." After she finished speaking, she hurried into the kitchen, and Lance hurriedly stopped her from behind. "We have other business here, Catherine," he said, and Lady Catherine appeared by the kitchen door. "What's the matter?" she asked.

"Leta's insurance company went to my place this morning to ask about it, and they looked bad when they left. I think they—"

"Suspecting you, or Xiaoyuan?" Catherine walked out with a frown, "Do you need me to create an alibi?"

"I need you," Lance told her, "you, Lysa, and Crolia jointly create an alibi. Otherwise, if the testimony is slightly wrong, they will be able to suspect Xiao Yuan in a fair manner."

Catherine lowered her head and frowned, and after a while she raised her head: "I'll contact the two of them."

"Let's go together," Lance said. "Crolia doesn't hate Leta the way you and Addison do. I've seen them give each other presents."

"It was a demonstration!" Catherine had no doubts about this, "Crolia has always regarded Lita as a rival, because Lita once snatched the pony she caught in the bar-oh, my God!" She covered her mouth Shut up, then looked at the two of them cautiously, "You won't speak out, will you?"

Lance shook his head: "I guess Xiao Yuan didn't understand what you were talking about."

"That's great, let's act." Catherine said as she took off the scarf on her body. When Xiao Yuan saw Lance walking out, he followed him, and Catherine closed the door behind them. "Let's go to Lysa first," Catherine