Quick Wear: What to do, he loves the crazy evil god

After the man finished speaking, he walked ahead with a cool step.

Mu Ci was handcuffed on the shoulders again and forced to follow behind.

Was that just his hallucination?

Change your face twice in one minute!

After exiting the prison gate and facing the road outside, Mu Ci was forced into a black car parked inside.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Wei sat down, picked up his injured right hand, placed it an inch away from his lips, and blew air into it.

The warm breath hit the back of his hand, which felt a little itchy, and Mu Ci struggled slightly.

The other party stopped the action and said, "Bear with it for now. I'll apply medicine to you when we get there. It won't hurt so much if you blow on it."

The voice was just as gentle as when he asked him if it hurt.

He is not an illusion, this man can change his face.

Seeing that no one was talking, Yan Wei took the initiative to explain, "Your classmates were watching just now. The hatred today is a bit strong. If I take you out in a nice way, they will think you are in the same group as me. If you go back to school, I'm afraid they will reject you."

"You've been very thoughtful." Mu Ci pulled his hand back and started to play coward to save his life, "Where are you taking me? You're not going to kill me, are you? You're just here to make up for the fun! I don't know anything!"

Yan Wei raised the corners of his lips and couldn't help laughing, "I'll take you home."

Adjutant Zhang Yu, who was driving in front, couldn't help but look at Mu Ci through the rearview mirror.

This person was the one that made the young marshal suddenly look for like a madman in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, he followed Yan Wei to Weimin Street to stop the protesting students. They were finally brought under control and sent to jail.

The young commander suddenly pointed at an open car and shouted, "Mu Ci!"

Then he ran after the car like crazy. When he failed to catch up with the car, he quickly chased to the prison and searched for the person in each cell.

This student is indeed good-looking, with fair and tender skin and beautiful big eyes.

I just don't know what the relationship between this person and the young marshal is.

Mu Ci was confused, and his face was full of confusion, "Go home? Do we know each other?"

Yan Wei said frankly with a smile in his eyes, "Now we know each other. My name is Yan Wei, what's yours?"

"My name... is Mu Ci."

Mu Ci had his own plans in mind. Since he wanted to help Liang Yunshen assassinate Yan Hongshan, getting close to his adopted son was a good choice.

The car drove for about twenty minutes and stopped in front of a three-story villa.

Yan Wei took Mu Ci into the living room, "Sit down for a while, I'll go get the medicine."

Mu Ci sat on the sofa in the huge living room, and the servant brought him tea.

The European luxury style is not inferior to the decoration of modern luxury villas. It should be considered a top luxury house in this era.

Yan Wei came over with a medicine box in his hand, took out some iodine from the box, put some on a cotton ball, and held Mu Ci's hand.

"It will be a little painful, bear with it."

When the iodine came into contact with the broken skin, Mu Ci couldn't help but let out a hiss because of the sudden pain.

The other person paused, then immediately blew it close to his lips.

It seems that it doesn't hurt much anymore.

"When you wash at night, don't touch the water."

Yan Wei took the medicine box and did not forget to give some instructions.

"Thank you!" Mu Ci hadn't had a sip of water since he traveled to this plane. He picked up the teacup and took a few sips.

Yan Wei leaned on the sofa and glanced at him with an unclear expression, "Don't worry about your classmates. Principal Xu has already found Marshal Yan tonight. Marshal Yan has agreed to release them tomorrow."

"Then why did the young commander bring me back?"

Combined with what happened in prison tonight, he was very sure that the person Yan Wei was looking for was him.

But they didn’t know each other before, and he hadn’t met Liang Yunshen yet, so why did he suddenly look for him?

"What if I say that it was simply to get to know you?" Yan Wei sat sideways facing Mu Ci, leaning forward slightly, with sincerity in his eyes.

"Young Marshal, you're such a joke. I'm a powerless and weak student. Am I worthy of the young marshal's efforts to get to know me?"

Mu Ci also met the other person's gaze frankly. Although getting close to Yan Wei would help him complete his assassination mission, he didn't want to lose his life before that.

Of course the man saw Mu Ci's concerns, and he continued, "It's worth it, I like you, Xiao Ci!"

Mu Ci frantically called out to Qi Xiang in his sea of ​​consciousness: "This guy can't be my man! He said he liked me as soon as we met?"

Qi Xiang knelt on Durian: "No, Mu Ci, he is not Du Zai's soul. Don't let another man seduce you away."

Mu Ci didn't care why Qi Xiang was kneeling on the durian. He moved his butt back, away from Yan Wei.

"Young Marshal is really good at joking. But this joke is scary."

A trace of desolation flashed across Yan Wei's eyes, and then he laughed again, "I was joking, don't be afraid. You can rest here tonight, and I'll take you back to school tomorrow morning."

Mu Ci didn't say anything. It was difficult to get anyone to talk to him because he was very cunning.

"Sister Lin has prepared the meal. Let's eat first and then go to rest."

Yan Wei stood up and went to the restaurant, Mu Ci followed him, and the former suddenly turned around and stopped.

Mu Ci lowered his head and almost bumped into the other person. He hurriedly stopped and didn't dare to curse.

The man suddenly asked, "Can I call you Xiaoci?"

"But...it's okay."

He didn't dare say no because he had a gun.

"Xiao Ci, then you can call me Brother Wei, okay?" the man continued to ask.

Fuck! You're still pushing it further!

Mu Ci looked a little embarrassed, "How about calling me Brother Yan?"

"That's fine!" The man turned around happily and continued walking forward.

Mrs. Lin cooked four dishes, all of which were spicy. The dishes were very much to Mu Ci's liking, and he finished two bowls of rice in one go.

After dinner, Yan Wei took him upstairs and arranged him next to his bedroom.

After closing the door, Mu Ci finally had time to care about Qi Xiang, "Why are you kneeling on the durian?"

Qi Xiang felt wronged: "Wow, I secretly ate an extra strawberry cake and was discovered by Ahri!"

Mu Ci looked at the purple ball pressed on the durian and felt indescribable funny.

"Qixiang, you always ruin yourself because of eating."

There was a private bathroom in the room, and Mu Ci locked the door because he was worried about Yan Wei. After a simple wash, he took off his coat, got into bed, and fell asleep quickly.

At night, I was sleeping in a daze, and it seemed as if the door of the room was opened, and then there were light footsteps approaching.

Mu Ci wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt heavy and he felt sleepy, so he couldn't open his eyes.

He was sleeping on his side and felt a depression behind him. Then someone hugged him from behind and held him in his arms. The person held his hand with one hand and put the other hand around his waist.

This feeling is like a nightmare, it feels real, but I can't move or wake up.

Yet he felt there was no danger. The person holding him was very gentle. He just held him and there was no further movement.

Mu Ci was becoming more and more sleepy. Just when he felt like he was about to fall asleep, a deep male voice that seemed both far away and close came to his ear.