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On the way Wencheng went to Mu Qingyang's house, it suddenly rained heavily. As soon as Wencheng drove the car into the parking lot, Mu Qingyang called, "Where are you?"

"Parking lot." Wen Cheng replied.

Mu Qingyang didn't say anything else, just hung up the phone.

Wen Cheng didn't care, put away his phone and concentrated on reversing the car.

Wen Cheng walked out of the parking lot and saw Mu Qingyang standing beside him.He stood quietly under the eaves holding an umbrella, his emotions transparent, as if he was doing something normal and ordinary, even if he was wearing casual clothes, his warm temperament still existed.

Seeing Wen Cheng, Mu Qingyang walked up, seemingly not noticing Wen Cheng's distraction, and asked, "Clothes?"

Wen Cheng regained consciousness in an instant, raised Mu Qingyang's familiar smile, lifted the bag in his hand and shook it, "Bring it."

"computer?"

"Bring it."

"Okay," Mu Qingyang nodded, and turned around simply, "Let's go."

Wen Cheng stood under Mu Qingyang's umbrella, and walked side by side with Mu Qingyang, the rain was heavy, and the sound of hitting the umbrella was quite loud, Wen Cheng could barely hear the rhythm of the symphony.

The little girl in the shop downstairs is still guarding the shop today, heavy rain always makes people sleepy, she yawned leisurely, and saw the beauty who brought Teacher Mu home this morning and Teacher Mu approached with an umbrella, asking her to I definitely have to say a few words, but it's raining today, and she guesses that even if she says something, people won't have time to answer her.

Neither of them spoke, and there was a distance between them that was neither close nor far, and they just walked past her.

She always felt that there was something strange, so she couldn't help but stare at them a few more times, until they were far away, and finally realized what was wrong——Mu Qingyang's umbrella was tilted, and most of the The beauty blocked it.

The little girl suddenly remembered a composition model in elementary school.On a rainy day, her father opened an umbrella for herself and half of her body got wet, and then the little girl felt a little emotional. She thought this composition was quite false, but now it is really touching to see it this way.

The silence between the two lasted until Mu Qingyang opened the door. As soon as he entered the door, Wencheng closed the door behind, threw everything on the ground, and pressed Mu Qingyang against the wall. Before Mu Qingyang could say anything, So he kissed him forcefully, and used domineering force to pry open Mu Qingyang's teeth. There was no tenderness in his eyes, and he looked at Mu Qingyang coldly, like a greedy beast that doesn't understand human nature, sweeping away, wishing he could Swallow the person in front of him into his belly.

Mu Qingyang's heart ached from Wen Cheng's gaze. He bit his mouth hard, and a bloody smell of rusted iron spread in his mouth. Suddenly regaining consciousness, the evil beast instantly turned into a good dog. He pressed Mu Qingyang's hand and changed it into a hug, and rubbed his hand soothingly on the back of Mu Qingyang's neck. It's begging for forgiveness.

Mu Qingyang pushed Wen Cheng away, wiped his hand on his mouth, and there was a bloodstain on the back of his hand. He looked at the back of his hand, and then at Wen Cheng with a cold expression.

Wen Cheng didn't smile, there was even a bit of bewilderment and bewilderment on the face of a child after making a mistake, his mouth opened and then closed.

The two looked at each other for a while, and finally Mu Qingyang spoke first: "Do you want milk?"

"...Drink." Wen Cheng replied.

Mu Qingyang gave Wen Cheng a box of milk from the refrigerator, and Wen Cheng took a sip, the wound on his tongue hurt from the cold, his brows furrowed involuntarily, he was about to put down the milk, but met Mu Qingyang The indifferent gaze dispelled the idea of ​​putting down the milk, and drank the milk with a guilty conscience, mixed with the smell of blood and pain.

Of course Mu Qingyang knew how Wencheng was feeling now, he stared at Wencheng silently and drank half of the milk and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"...Delicious."

"Have you calmed down?" Mu Qingyang asked again.

"……Um."

Mu Qingyang didn't say anything, just nodded and turned back to the room, Wen Cheng sat on the sofa holding the milk and didn't dare to move.

After a while, Mu Qingyang took his computer out of the room, put the computer on the coffee table, and sat down next to Wen Cheng. Wen Cheng watched him turn on the computer, log on Q, open YY, Only then did he realize what he was going to do, but Mu Qingyang seemed to be angry, and he didn't dare to move.

"Baby?" Wen Cheng called tentatively.

Mu Qingyang didn't look at him, "Go and pick up the things."

"Yeah." Wen Cheng took a bite of the straw, and obediently picked up all the things that were thrown on the ground just now. Inside were Mu Qingyang's clothes and his computer, which Mu Qingyang asked to bring.

Fantuan birthday party tonight, this Wencheng remembers.

As soon as Mu Qingyang went online, he saw Liu Qiqi's message bombardment, with more than a dozen messages in a row.

President: Get ready, I'll leave the heat to you.

President: It's seven o'clock, where are you?

President: People! ! !

President: It's eight o'clock! !

President: People! ! !

President: If you're not here, I'll hand over the hot spot to String Beast? ?

President: 07:30! ! !

President: It's almost eight o'clock brother! !

President: All right, the string beast is on.

President: What about people? ! ? ! ? !

Mu Qingyang glanced at the time, it was only [-]:[-], so he replied calmly.

Jiangbei Little Water Turtle: Here we come.

President: Damn! !

President: Hurry up to YY!

Jiangbei Little Water Turtle: Right now.

On the other side, Wencheng and Mu Qingyang follow the same steps, but there is only one greeting when they log on to Q.

President Firefly: _(:зゝ∠)_God, the time is almost up, are you there?

Mu Qingyang glanced, feeling unbalanced.

Wen Cheng smiled at him, intending to touch Mu Qingyang's head twice with his hand, but when he stretched it out, he realized that there was something wrong with them, so he took it back calmly, and replied to Liu Qiqi.

The son is not a gentleman: Yes.

President Yinglu: _(:зゝ∠)_That’s good, God hurry up and YY haha.

The son is not a gentleman: Yes.

President Yinglu: (≧▽≦)/Great God is awesome.

Mu Qingyang's advanced YY, Xiao Yi's voice came from his computer, Xiao Yi was telling the girls on the public screen about interesting things in life recently, a group of "2333" swiped across the public screen.

"Ah," Xiao Yi said when he saw Mu Qingyang coming in, "Your old attacker is here, let's get the field controller girl to hug him."

Mu Qingyang turned on the microphone and greeted calmly, "Well, hello everyone, I'm Shang Yang."

"Shangyang Old Gong!!" "Shangxian Party is satisfied!" "It's not our old Gong, it's your old Gong 2333"...

Xiao Yi said cooperatively: "At first, the president told me that I was the host, and I was quite unhappy because it meant that I would be ranked below him again. Fortunately, Shang Yang gave up, and I Finally up there once."

Public screen: "23333", "String Beast's Counterattack 23333", "Strong Talk Counterattack 2333"...

Wencheng also went to YY, but he turned off the computer sound and only listened to Mu Qingyang's computer.

"Hey, I'll take the blame for this," Mu Qingyang said with a smile in his eyes, "Anyway, it's fun to let it happen once in a while, isn't it?"

Mu Qingyang's state at this moment is slightly different from his usual state, if he insists on what's different... probably it's more human and gentle than usual.Mu Qingyang's voice was very magnetic, especially after he deliberately lowered it.Before it was time for Wen Cheng to play, Wen Cheng put the computer on the coffee table, fell down on the sofa, and quietly looked at Mu Qingyang's profile.

"Speaking of this," Xiao Yi started chatting with Mu Qingyang, "Do you know how many people are here for the Great God today? I guess not many of the girls present here are here for me."

On the public screen: "I, String Beast, look at me!!" "Great God +1! But String Beast is so cute!!" "String Beast Doesn't Cry, String Beast Wipes Its Tears" "I'm here for fans!!" "Shangyang's fan girl is here!" "I'm here to squat on Hua Ruru!"...

Wen Cheng leaned lazily on the sofa, the corners of his lips curled up in a small arc.

Suddenly bringing the topic up to Wen Cheng, Mu Qingyang knew exactly what Xiao Yi was up to, and he replied fluently: "I don't know how many people came after you, but I came after you anyway."

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Xiao Yi was silent for a few seconds. He looked at Gong Feijun's ID hanging quietly there and said, "...I suddenly feel a lot of pressure."