Through the past and the present, I regard you as the king

The man sat under the parasol in the open air, finished the coffee in his hand slowly, and when he put down the cup, the one-eared cup collided with the tray slightly and crisply. Then he put on his sunglasses and took a taxi back to Shiyin Entertainment.

He put the contract on the red lacquered wood desk. Behind the large desk, the handsome young man sat up straight in surprise, his eyes lit up with pride.

While flipping through the contract, Shi Rui walked around the table for two steps, threw his head back on the small sofa in the rest room next door, laughed twice, and praised the man for a good job.

"You just want to take care of him, so why go around such a big circle." The man followed in, stood in front of the sofa and looked at him, "What new trick do you want to play?"

Shi Rui shook his legs and said, "Of course it's to make him be grateful to me, and he is willing." He blinked to look at Shi Fang, his round eyes like a fox gleamed, "Don't you think, I want to catch one Is it too easy for a man's body, it's better to grab the heart and have fun."

"I don't think he will satisfy you. Be careful playing with fire and setting yourself on fire." The man said lightly.

"Shi Fang!" The young man suddenly changed his mood and jumped up from the sofa. He is small, if he stands on the ground with a man, he always looks half a head shorter in imposing manner, and he can only look down on him like this when he is standing on a high place.Shi Rui grabbed the man by his tie and pulled him towards him, saying, "You are just my personal assistant, don't you think you have too much control? How I want to play is my business!"

"Young master," Shi Fang raised his head to look at him, but he didn't look weak, and his tone was still flat: "I'm just advising you, it's time to calm down."

Shi Ruitian has a baby face, and his curled eyelashes flicker to look pitiful, even if he is pretending to be mature, it makes people feel that he is just acting like a baby.He loosened Shi Fang's tie, stroked it smoothly, and asked him, "Who should I show my heart to? The company is managed by the eldest brother, and the incense is passed on by the second brother. I... I can play whenever I want, When the old man throws me out of the house in a fit of anger, I'll—"

He made a rather exaggerated movement, looked back at Shi Fang, still had that expressionless expression, lost interest in an instant, "Stop talking, go to sleep." Qi's contract didn't want to read either, so he threw it aside, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

"Shi Rui, the mind game is not fun at all." Shi Fang said calmly, looked down at him for a while, went to the closet and took out a blanket, and raised his hand to cover the young man.

Then he sighed, turned and walked out, closing the door of the rest room.

That contract was also a thorn in the side of Twenty Seven, but it was a blessing rather than a curse, and it was a disaster that couldn't be avoided.Now that the signatures are all signed, just let nature take its course and adapt to the situation.

On the way home, he saw a newly opened dumpling shop, and suddenly his heart moved, he took a bag of dumpling noodles from the small supermarket and went back, planning to cook a good meal for Mu Feng at night.

He has been busy looking for a job this week, and he has ignored Mu Feng for too long, and he always feels a little sorry.

When I got home, I looked at a pile of raw materials, but I was worried.

Fortunately, I took out my tablet and searched for a video tutorial on making dumplings, and followed it step by step.

After Mu Feng finished his work in the hospital, he came back a little earlier. When he opened the door, he saw Er Qi kneeling on the ground, with pieces of white flour thrown on his body, and he was using brute force to deal with the dough in the basin.

The dough was kneaded by him, and it was full of bumps and lumps, and steamed buns would probably make your mouth feel sick.

"What are you doing...?" Mu Feng asked him.

Nianqi raised his hand to wipe his face, rubbed the flour on his face again, looked at the horrific dough under his hands, and said stammeringly, "I, make, make dumplings..."

"what?"

"……Um"

Mu Feng was stunned for a while, then burst out laughing. He put the bag aside, took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and squatted on the ground with him after washing his hands, poked the dough with his fingers, and asked, "You Knead like this, did you put yeast powder?"

"Yeast... what?"

"Ah, you didn't even put the yeast in?" Mu Feng sighed, picked up the lump of things that could not be said to be too much water or too little flour. Ping Bing looked down at Nian Qi's cat-like face, shook his head, "Why are you so funny?" Then he smiled and leaned forward to lick Nian Qi's lips, taking a mouthful of raw flour.

Just as Mu Feng withdrew, he lowered his head to knead the dough for him, but Nian Qi raised his chin and kissed him back. He kissed so deeply that he almost knocked over the bag of raw flour next to him.

"Stop making trouble." Mu Feng pushed him away with great difficulty, and stepped back a certain distance from him, so as not to prevent him from being unruly and delaying his kneading.Fortunately, there is still yeast powder in the refrigerator that I bought before, and it is not expired, so I just sprinkle it in.

When the noodles were waking up, Twenty Seven chopped up the stuffing, poured it together and stirred it evenly, Mu Feng added water to make a small lump of noodles, and squeezed the hedgehog and rabbit.While cutting the thorns on the hedgehog's back, he asked Twenty Seven, "Why do you suddenly want to make dumplings?"

Twenty-seven paused for a while, and said, "I saw it on the road, and I suddenly wanted to make it for you."

Mu Feng had already pinched a hedgehog, and then pinched a bunny with lop ears, and smiled, "Why are you so nice?" He held the bunny in his left hand and showed it to Er Qi, "Does it look like you? "

Twenty-seven looked at the rabbit, and then at Mu Feng. The rabbit's eyes were made of Huajiaomu, and they were as black as Mu Feng's pupils.He put down the stuffing bowl, leaned over and touched Mu Feng's ear, and blew on it: "Like you."

His ears were itchy, Mu Feng retreated back, and was pushed down on the floor by Twenty Seven. His hands covered in flour wiped his face and neck, licked it down repeatedly, took a bite, repeated He came up and kissed his lips again.

The two rolled on the ground, and they knocked over the small bag of flour. In an instant, the two of them were covered in snow white, their mouths and noses were filled with the smell of raw dough, and their faces were as white as their hair.

Mu Feng dragged him up, and the two sat on the ground looking at each other, laughing uncontrollably.

Now I can't make dumplings anymore, I have to take a bath first.

Twenty Seven ran water in the bathroom while taking off his clothes.Because the door was broken, Mu Feng pushed it open with a change of clothes in his arms and went in, when he saw him stepping naked into the bathtub.

Her tight calves stretched out in a straight line, and her long hair was parted to half-hide her back.

Mu Feng closed the door and walked over, put the clothes on the shelf next to him, touched Nian Qi's waist, and praised: "You have a good figure!"

As soon as she turned around, she was pulled into her arms by Twenty Seven.

"Why, want to take a mandarin duck bath?" Mu Feng joked, patted his arm and urged him to let go.

Nian Qi stopped talking, and hugged him tightly with her head down, a strand of hair fell down and scratched Mu Feng's neck.Mu Feng gradually felt that something was wrong, he wanted to turn around but was restrained by Nian Qi.

He whispered: "Don't move, just let me hold you for a while, just for a while."

Although Mu Feng wanted to ask him what's wrong, he didn't open his mouth for a long time. He was just hugged by Nian Qi, with his hands on the forearms wrapped around his neck, gently kneading him to show comfort.

The water in the bathtub gradually heated up, creating a mist in the small room.Mu Feng closed his eyes and began to hum a song, just like when Nian Qi thought he was in a bad mood and hummed to him in the hot spring.As he sang, he felt that Twenty Seven was gradually closing in his arms, hugging him tighter and tighter.

"Twenty Seven, I was thinking..."

"Thinking about what?"

"I think when we are old and our hair is as white as flour, it would be great if we can still make dumplings together."

Nian Qi was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly embraced him, the two lost their balance and fell into the water together, Nian Qi seemed to lose his temper suddenly, kissing him over and over again, while murmuring in a voice that could be heard by Mu Feng Nan: "Yes, I will pack it for you, and I will definitely not forget to add yeast powder at that time."

Sitting in front of Nianqi, Mu Feng felt that he had already reacted, so he didn't put up any resistance, and obediently let him take off his clothes and throw them out.During this period of time, Nian Qi didn't know what he was busy with, and the two of them rarely saw each other, and both of them were depressed for a long time.

Now no one wants to continue to endure, Er Qi moved in and out of the water while stretching him while kissing him.

Later, Mu Feng stood on the edge of the bathtub, watching him stretch out his arm to reach the lubricant, pour out a lot, and then slowly push it in.

The sound of water can mask many things, including embarrassing sounds and disturbing moods.In this way they can confirm many things, many things that are difficult to express perfectly in words.

When the skin is touching and the arms are hugging each other, even if you don't say a word, you can still feel the emotions conveyed by each other.

Whenever Er Qi's palms were pressed against his chest, the warmth penetrated through the layers of skin and tissue to the heart.Mu Feng thought, maybe he likes [-] points more than he imagined.

Nian Qi was a little hungry, he couldn't hold on to the edge of the pool and kept sliding into the water, so he hugged Mu Feng on his body, and pushed him slowly from bottom to top until Mu Feng couldn't take it anymore. Exit and stand outside.

Mu Feng was reluctant to move after the incident, and leaned against Nianqi's chest to play with his hair.

Twenty Seven kissed the top of his head, and put some hot water in.

"Actually, I have always had something that I want to tell you." Mu Feng said.

"You said."

Mu Feng turned his head and looked at him carefully, "It's about my parents."

Nian Qiyi was taken aback, "Madam?"

"What do you call Mrs. Ma'am?" Mu Feng laughed at him, "If you really call me that, they will definitely not let you in!"

Twenty Seven seemed to hear something, and was a little surprised.

Mu Feng lowered his head and said, "Well, I want to take you back to meet them as... lovers" although what he wanted to say was "lover".

The two of them came out of the bathroom after a while, and lost all their enthusiasm to make dumplings. Mu Feng simply tore the dough into balls, wrapped it with stuffing and pressed it into a cake, ready to be baked in the pan.Twenty Seven sticks close to his back, touching his ears and hair from time to time, disturbing Mu Feng's distraction, almost burning the cake.

Before going to bed, Mu Feng was brushing his teeth in front of the mirror, and felt a short stubble on his chin. He was looking for a tool to shave with his toothbrush in his mouth, and a razor was handed over from behind.

Mu Feng took it and put it on the sink.

Twenty Seven suddenly said, "Thank you."

Brushing his teeth stopped for a moment, Mu Feng raised his eyes and looked at the young man reflected in the mirror.

"Thank you for everything you gave me. I never thought I would live a life like this before."

Because of the toothpaste foam in his mouth, Mu Feng was a little slurred when he spoke. No one could understand what he said, so he lowered his head and rinsed his mouth, wiped his mouth with a towel, and said, "Are you particularly special today?" Sentimentality?"

Nian Qi looked at him, unable to tell whether the feeling in his heart was flustered or guilty, so he just prevaricated: "No..."

Mu Feng leaned back against the sink, hooked his arms around his neck, and squinted his eyes when he smiled, "You deserve better. Although my parents are sometimes stubborn, they are actually quite easy to get along with, sure. I like you, the second son!" He raised his legs and kicked Twenty Seven on purpose, "Of course, the premise is that your legs are strong enough not to be broken by them."

Nian Qi frowned, and looked at Mu Feng with some confusion.

Mu Feng thought he was frightened by the broken leg or something, teased him and said, "I lied to you!"

"My lord," Nian Qi rolled his Adam's apple up and down, his lowered eyes could see all the way into Mu Feng's collar, and he said, "You'd better finish washing and go to bed..."

Mu Feng: "?"

"Otherwise, I want you again."

"..." Mu Feng slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, immediately pushed Nianqi away and jumped off the sink, got into bed without saying a word, and fell asleep with his head covered.

Twenty-seven smiled, cleaned up the water stains on the sink, turned off the lights in the room, and then lifted a corner of the quilt to lie down, took a long breath, and stretched out his arms to embrace the man lying on his side.

Mu Feng felt the arm on his waist, turned around with his eyes closed, and stuck it into Nianqi's arms.