After losing his memory, he was chased by his green tea ex-boyfriend

Mu Shaoai was aroused a little curiosity, wanting to see what this person who was threatened into the sea looked like.

Although the relationship between men and women in his circle has always been chaotic, and lovers have changed one after another, most of them are willing to follow a basic rule.

Everything depends on your love and my wish.

But the scene he saw was obviously not a "normal situation".

Mu Shaoai raised his head slightly, and looked up through the gap in the curtains.

Although the dark gray trousers on top of the black Oxford shoes are not new, they are ironed smoothly and fit just right, showing off the two straight and slender long legs and the perfectly curved waist above. The suit jacket is not tailor-made , I can't get the most elegant bones, but the proportions of the man's body are so perfect that even an ill-fitting suit can't hold him back.

Mu Shaoai glanced from the curvature of the waist and hips to the broad shoulders, thinking.

good body.

It seems to be called...Qi Fengyu?

His eyes moved slightly. This rare surname reminded him of the Qi family who entered the Beijing area strongly in the past two years. However, the Qi family has few descendants. If they were members of their family, how could they be reduced to such a state?

Probably just a coincidence.

Mu Shaoai continued to eavesdrop.

Seeing that Qi Fengyu didn't respond, the person on the opposite side gave a "tsk" impatiently, and continued to press: "Speak up! Why are you pretending! Do you think you still have noble capital?"

Mu Shaoai clearly saw that person's body trembling slightly, and the slender fingers resting on the white jade railing pinched the knuckles white.

That's right, anyone whose self-esteem is crushed to the ground like this will be like him.

The reason why he didn't even dare to resist was because... what he heard before was all true, right?

Qi Fengyu turned his back to him, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but the person opposite him, Mu Shaoai, happened to know Zhao Liang, who was the executive president of Star Entertainment, which dominated Huaguo's film and television industry.

Under the special circumstances that the boss behind the scenes of Star Entertainment does not intervene in Star Entertainment's business at all, the CEO is the true leader of Star Entertainment.

If Qi Fengyu signed under Xingkong Entertainment and offended Zhao Liang...he would be cold.

Zhao Liang is over forty years old, not tall, with a beer belly that he drank from social gatherings. Although his hair is still thick, he has long lost his handsomeness when he was young.

Mu Shaoai frowned slightly.

Haven't heard that Zhao Liang has a habit of unspoken rules for company artists?

Zhao Liang didn't notice anyone eavesdropping behind the curtains. He got impatient and threatened again: "Qi Fengyu, you know the situation in your family well. You should know that if you reject me...what will happen to you!"

Under Zhao Liang's persecution, Qi Fengyu trembled slightly and lowered his head, like a herbivore surrounded by carnivores, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only let others slaughter him at this feast of feasting and feasting.

That kind of forbearance and repression of fragility can almost drive out the most unbearable desire for tyranny in the bottom of the heart, making people want to tear off his skin of pretending to be calm, and want to see him completely surrender.

But Mu Shaoai felt a little crisis from this extreme forbearance.

It was as if a steel needle was suddenly inserted into his brain, and he suddenly became sober, staring at the figure with wide eyes.

That fragile figure was imprinted in his retina, and some soul-shattering feelings crashed into his heart mightily, making his mind agitated, wanting to explore, but finally lost in the fog of memory.

Only one heart was left beating non-stop.

He felt an indescribably dry mouth, hot emotions that came for no reason.

His heartbeat could not be calmed down for a long time, Mu Shaoai subconsciously clenched the curtains in his hand, his face was solemn.

Just when he was distracted, Zhao Liang suddenly took a step forward, approached Qi Fengyu, and issued an ultimatum: "As long as I say a word, you will be completely finished in the future. Qi Fengyu, I will only ask you one last time, what do you want to do?" Answer me?"

The figure trembled again, and the fingers pinched harder and harder, Mu Shaoai seemed to hear the creaking sound of joints rubbing against each other.

Mu Shaoai suddenly wanted to laugh.

You said, isn't this a coincidence?

It was such a coincidence that he happened to see this scene, and he also had a unique feeling for Qi Fengyu...

How suitable for a hero to save the beauty?

The hand holding the curtain was slightly clenched.

He suddenly opened the curtain and broke in.

The sound of the curtain being ripped open vigorously broke the dead silence on the balcony, and the two confronting each other subconsciously looked over.

The young man who barged in was handsome, his steps were not in a hurry, and he was full of bearing. His glasses couldn't block the cold light in his eyes, but the cold wind outside made him suddenly think of another question——

How can he help him?

What's more, does Qi Fengyu want his help?

The sudden question caused Mu Shaoai to stop, kicked something under his feet, and staggered unsteadily. He didn't panic, but in order to stabilize his figure, he still instinctively grabbed the nearest thing .

He subconsciously grabbed a section of his wrist, a slender and white wrist.

Qi Fengyu's wrist.

I don't know if it was the wind blowing outside for too long, the man's skin was very cold.

As if holding a hard piece of ice, the protruding wrist seemed to be stuck in the bottom of Mu Shaoai's heart.

Under Zhao Liang's astonished and flustered eyes, Mu Shaoai's thoughts turned, and he pretended to be familiar with Qi Fengyu in an instant: "Why did you come here? I haven't seen you for a long time."

Mu Shaoai was thinking about how to hint this person, so that a certain victim would cooperate obediently and not tear him down. He raised his head, but unexpectedly bumped into Qi Fengyu's eyes.

It was a very beautiful face, with slender eyebrows and deep contours, pure black pupils with a kind of inorganic coldness, thin lips, and the lip shape that looked mean on other people's faces, but on his face it combined into a beautiful face. A feeling of being out of the world, against his mid-length dyed light blonde hair, he looks like a goblin or elf in a western mythology.

It's so delicate that people don't dare to be profane.

Mu Shaoai's Adam's apple twitched, and his palms subconsciously tightened.

Damn, this person's appearance... is almost exactly the same as the "Aphrodite" that only existed in his fantasy.

Mu Shaoai didn't know if everyone would be like him. There was a dream lover in his fantasy, Aphrodite who represented love and beauty. He felt that there might be a problem with him. As an illusory dream, but he will look for his projection in reality.

Even, each of his previous lovers had a certain facial feature or a certain angle that was somewhat similar to that phantom.

He didn't think that in real life, someone would actually grow up with his fantasies...

Now, he really had to save this person.

It is impossible for Qi Fengyu to understand the turbulent waves in his heart.

He turned his head to look at the person who grabbed his wrist, his eyes were misty and hidden behind, and Mu Shaoai couldn't see clearly the turbulent emotions inside.

Qi Fengyu looked calm, as if he was not surprised by the sudden intrusion, but Mu Shaoai felt that the muscles under his shirt had quietly tensed up with his arm.

It's too tight... Even the ups and downs of the muscles can be clearly felt.

Zhao Liang's eyes widened and he stared fixedly at the arms of the two who were close to each other. The expression on his face seemed to be the eighth wonder of the world.

Being stared at by Zhao Liang, Mu Shaoai's palm clenched Qi Fengyu's wrist even more forcefully, and squeezed it hintingly.

Qi Fengyu seemed to have finally realized his intentions, and the arms that overlapped with him slowly relaxed. In the cold wind, the body temperature belonging to another person was continuously transmitted through the two thin layers of fabric.

Mu Shaoai heard his voice for the first time.

"...Mr. Zhao said he had something to discuss with me, so I followed." Qi Fengyu lowered his eyelashes, which cast a small shadow as thin as a crow's feathers, trembling distinctly, letting that paleness bring The sense of sophistication becomes more and more obvious.

His voice and temperament are very suitable, light and cold, like the melting of the eternal glacier in the North Pole, gurgling through the heart.

Strange nice to hear.

Mu Shaoai didn't look at him, fearing that the hot desire in his eyes would lose its proportion and make him feel disgusted, so he simply stared at Zhao Liang coldly.

Zhao Liang was indifferent to his gaze, and still had the expression of eating a fly.

Mu Shaoai pulled the corners of his lips lightly, and raised a smile that was not smiling, like a wild beast whose territory had been violated, and asked calmly with a hint of threatening coldness, "Mr. ? Can I listen in?"

Zhao Liang didn't seem to hear his words, his face was in a daze, until a cold and piercing gaze fell on him, he was shocked, and suddenly looked back: "Mu Er Shao, do you know each other?"

He paused and stammered, "You, what's your relationship?"

……what relationship?

Mu Shaoai wanted to touch his chin, and slandered him.

Maybe similar to your relationship with him.

Of course, he will not be as rough as Zhao Liang.

Stupid and ugly.

Mu Shaoai's thoughts turned lightly in his mind, wanting to find a perfect way to get rid of the siege, which can leave a good impression on Qi Fengyu, and not force Zhao Liang to jump over the wall in a hurry, and bite him again.

After all, his brother is the real heir of the Mu family, so it's fine to rely on his status as the second young master of the Mu family to pretend to be a tiger, but if it really causes his brother any trouble because of this, then he is unwilling.

Mu Shaoai, who was thinking, rubbed his fingers subconsciously, just passing the cool wrist bones, and a certain idea in his heart flashed through his mind like lightning.

The idea is... pretty good.

Mu Shaoai lowered his head and lowered his eyes, not wanting others to see the smile slightly raised on the corners of his lips. What he could see was the back of Qi Fengyu's white hand, with light blue blood vessels looming on it, which had a strange magic power under the moonlight.

So the newly formed thought scratched his heart more and more, awakening a certain desire.

It's just a small price that I have to pay... I shouldn't be angry because of it, right?

Mu Shaoai stretched out his index finger, the fingertips were like little snakes wandering, slid across the protruding blood vessels on the back of Qi Fengyu's hand, and rubbed against his tiger's mouth. Sensing the tenseness of the people around him, he clenched it with some undeniable strength. The man's wrist raised his head and looked at the man opposite him provocatively, with a somewhat meaningful smile, "...what's the relationship? What do you think?"

He held Qi Fengyu's palm and rubbed the fingertips on the back of the man's hand.

Zhao Liang: "..."

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