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

After Mu Shaoai instructed Qi Fengyu, he went to work.

He didn't take the "task" assigned to Qi Fengyu by his mother at all. After a busy morning, he asked his assistant to help him deliver a takeaway before lunch.

Because there is an important meeting in the afternoon, the order time for lunch today is half an hour earlier than usual.

At eleven o'clock, the assistant delivered the boxed lunch, and Mu Shaoai was used to eating at 11:30, and there was still some work to be done, so he signaled the assistant to put the boxed lunch on the coffee table.

When his precise biological clock made him stop, it was exactly 11:30, and the lunch box that had been placed for half an hour had already gone cold. Mu Shaoai hesitated for a moment between warming it up and eating it together. Finally decided to succumb to the lazy nature of human beings and deal with it casually.

Anyway, the lunch box in his hand was meant to fill his stomach and prevent him from starving to death.

Just as he opened the lunch box and was about to move his chopsticks, his phone rang suddenly.

Mu Shaoai glanced casually and found that it was Qi Fengyu.

When he called at this point, his first reaction was that the person was in some trouble, so he put the chopsticks aside and answered the phone: "What's the matter? The apartment doorbell is broken?"

"No...have you eaten yet?" The voice on the other side of the microphone was no longer hoarse as it was in the morning, but it was clear and deep, which was another kind of pleasant sound.

Mu Shaoai subconsciously pressed his ear to the receiver, and felt relieved.

"Not yet, just about to eat. What's the matter?"

The other side was silent for a while, then asked slowly, "What did you eat?"

Mu Shaoai glanced at the two meats and one vegetable, which were extremely ordinary and consistent with the employees, and answered honestly: "Just...a box lunch. The company will order meals from the restaurant downstairs every day, and I usually ask the assistant to help me pick one up. share."

He heard a long inhalation sound from the receiver, and then that pleasant voice seemed to be suppressing some emotions, and said in a low voice: "You go downstairs, come to the first floor."

"……why?"

"Did you forget that your mother said that the driver would deliver meals to you every day? Auntie's calls came to my mobile phone!" This time, Mu Shaoai finally understood what his voice was suppressing—— It's anger.

He glanced at the cold boxed lunch, and thought of his somewhat empty shirt hanging on his body, and suddenly felt inexplicably guilty.

"Don't be angry, I'll go down and get it now," Mu Shaoai remained calm as always in the face of Qi Fengyu's exposed emotions, and tried to calm down the person opposite: "Your call came very timely, just in time, and I haven't started yet." Eat, and have time to replace it with mother's loving lunch."

"Thank you, Feng Yu." He thanked softly.

"You—" Qi Fengyu's tone was a bit aggressive at first, but when he heard this call, his voice suddenly trembled and disappeared.

Mu Shaoai didn't hang up the phone in a hurry, and while walking towards the elevator, he listened to the very light breathing on the other side of the phone.

He was thinking, why is Qi Fengyu so angry?Is it because his mother said...?

No, it won't be like that.

Even though Li Qin forced Qi Fengyu to agree to that unreasonable request for the sake of her son's body, no matter what she did, she would never speak ill of an outsider. Please someone else.

Qi Fengyu won't be angry just because he needs to call him...?

"I won't bother you now." The person on the opposite side didn't hang up the phone in a hurry, but kept silent with Mu Shaoai until he got into the elevator because the signal was bad and his voice became intermittent. Qi Fengyu finally said With a cry, I hung up the phone.

Mu Shaoai put down the phone and rubbed the tips of his slightly hot ears.

So, can he have a little fantasy and hope that some part of Qi Fengyu's anger is because he is worried about his health...?

Mu Shaoai pursed his lower lip, trying to suppress the corners of his upturned lips, and suddenly looked forward to his mother's love lunch a little more.

However, no matter how bold his fantasy was, he didn't dare to think about the scene he saw downstairs.

The young man, who was as handsome as the light source itself, was leaning on the wall and waiting for someone absent-mindedly, holding an octagonal food box that didn't match his own attire in his hand.

Mu Shaoai stuffed it in casually and was already wearing him. The dark shirt only had the top button unbuttoned, and it was stuck above the collarbone, revealing a small piece of skin, exuding a restrained elegance.That piece of golden hair that often makes Mu Shaoai fantasize about how good it will feel is scattered around her slender neck, revealing a cold and delicate half face, her slender eyes casually sweeping over everyone who enters and exits the elevator...

Until the moment he saw Mu Shaoai, his dark eyes quietly burned.

Qi Fengyu's face became lively because of this, and his slender legs walked towards the elevator.

...but was stopped by the turnstile and security at the door.

"Sir, the office area here can only be entered by swiping a card."

Qi Fengyu: "..."

The little girl at the front desk saw the handsome guy frowning in distress, and almost wanted to step forward to help open the gates—she still remembered that this handsome guy, who was prettier than a big star, came with Mr. Mu from the top floor yesterday. It must be because of Mr. Mu, right?

However, in those few seconds of hesitation, she had already missed the chance to help.

The person who helped the handsome guy out appeared.

A clear voice sounded from behind the security guard, and said politely, "Excuse me, can you let him in? This is my guest."

"Mr. Mu?" The security guard turned his head and opened his eyes slightly. Because he recognized him, he didn't feel embarrassed, and took the initiative to help them open the gate. "If you have a guest, just let us know in advance, and you don't need to run down."

"Thank you." Mu Shaoai pulled out a small smile and nodded at him.

He couldn't tell, and I didn't know I'd have guests over.

Seeing Qi Fengyu approaching, he stretched out his hand to take the heavy-looking food box in his hand: "Let me take it, it's quite heavy."

Qi Fengyu dodged slightly, avoiding his outstretched hand.

Although he didn't say much, he glanced up and down at Mu Shaoai with his disapproving gaze, which actually made him read some hidden meaning.

Is this to dislike him for being too thin?

He was thinner, but not thin.

Mu Shaoai wanted to open his mouth to explain for himself, but for some reason, the beautiful scenery he saw in the early morning suddenly appeared in front of him.

Once you compare the smooth and plump muscle lines you saw in the morning with his chest so thin that you can see the ribs, any words will become pale and powerless.

Qi Fengyu accidentally saw his chest last time, and said repeatedly that he was too thin, no matter what he said, it was not very convincing.

Mu Shaoai gritted his teeth, and silently swallowed back the words of protest.

After this incident, Mu Shaoai, who had never cared much about his physical condition, had the idea of ​​exercising for the first time.

His physique really needs to be practiced. What if Qi Fengyu becomes soft when he sees the clear rib lines on his chest one day when he reaches the stage of meeting honestly?

Although in terms of body position, it doesn't matter whether he is soft or not, any man would hope to bring enough happiness to his bed, right?

At least he had to honestly admit that Qi Fengyu was much more attractive than him in terms of figure when he took off his clothes.

There were only the two of them in the elevator, and the changing expression on Mu Shaoai's face was hard to ignore, and he waved a hand in front of his eyes.

"What are you thinking? You have been in a daze for a long time..." Qi Fengyu asked, "Scared by me as an unwelcome guest?"

"No, why are you unpopular?" Mu Shaoai subconsciously denied it. He glanced at Qi Fengyu and said seriously, "It's not a surprise, it's a surprise."

He looked at Qi Fengyu's softened eyes, his mouth suddenly had his own will, and he added: "...As long as it is you, there will always be surprises."

After saying this, he suddenly pursed his lips and smiled uncontrollably, his face was covered with a very light layer of pink.

Mu Shaoai seldom said such words, and he was a little uncomfortable. He didn't dare to look at Qi Fengyu, but stared at the billboard above his shoulder with a focused expression.

Qi Fengyu's eyes moved slightly, and the hand that hadn't had time to take it back trembled for a moment, and then hung above Mu Shaoai's side face as if frozen, with the palm facing down, giving people the impression that he wanted to caress Mu Shaoai. Ai Cheek Illusion.

Mu Shaoai pulled his gaze back with difficulty and took a look, subconsciously held his breath, the light red on his face gradually deepened, and a slight blush appeared around his eyes, but his eyes stubbornly refused to turn away, determined to Looking at Qi Fengyu intently.

There is something soft in the air that is transpiring and rising, enveloping the two of them, it is a mighty, irresistible force that makes people fall, and Qi Fengyu's eyes are full of waves again.

As if the oxygen was becoming scarce, even Qi Fengyu's pale cheeks were covered with a light color, and the drooping eyelashes trembled slightly.

The palms hanging in the air were almost touching Mu Shaoai's cheeks, through the last layer of thin air, the skin on the cheeks could almost feel Qi Fengyu's body temperature, and even the pores were opened for it——

With a ding, the elevator door opened.

The assistant, who was planning to go downstairs by the boss's elevator, was caught off guard by the two people looking at each other in the elevator, and sensed the pink bubbles steaming in the air. His fingers hooked on the plastic bag suddenly loosened, and the lunch box fell to the ground.

The sound of clattering rang out in the small space.

Qi Fengyu withdrew his hand in shock, and the blush faded from his face again.

Mu Shaoai looked at Assistant Yu reflexively, before he had time to clear up the emotions in his eyes, there was a bit of coldness and sternness of being spoiled by someone, and a bit of regret.

He gave the little assistant a cold look.

The little assistant held his breath, and took a step back in embarrassment to get out of the elevator.

At this moment, he regrets it very much, the boss will not deduct his bonus, will he?

Mu Shaoai has no intention of withholding his bonus for the time being, but maybe it will happen next time.

He waved his hand at the little assistant to signal him to go downstairs by himself, crossed the humanoid obstacles on the road, and brought Qi Fengyu back to the office.

After entering the office, Mu Shaoai subconsciously wanted to clean up the messy desk with documents, but was stopped by Qi Fengyu.

Qi Fengyu glanced at him, pointed to the vacant coffee table, "Put it here, why do you want to eat at the desk? Could it be that you want to work while eating?"

Isn't it?It's all a matter of habit.

Mu Shaoai, who had been seen through, smiled awkwardly, and obediently put the food box on the coffee table, laying it out word by word.

While he was concentrating on dealing with the eight-layer food box, Qi Fengyu's attention was attracted by the overly plain boxed lunch on the corner of the table. He stepped forward to see what Mu Shaoai was planning to eat, but one When I got the lunch box, I found that the food inside was already cold.

Qi Fengyu's face turned pale immediately, and before he could react rationally, he blurted out an unhappy question: "When did this box lunch come? You planned to eat this completely cold meal just now?"

Mu Shaoai trembled violently like a mouse caught by a cat, and the soup in his hand almost fell on the table.

He carefully put the soup away, turned around stiffly, and explained in a low voice: "No, it's not... Today is a special occasion, and I usually eat it while it's hot."

And Qi Fengyu's trust in him was almost approaching zero, he gave Mu Shaoai a vicious look, his eyes were full of distrust in him, and he said irrefutably: "From tomorrow on, I will come to Mu Shaoai according to Auntie's request. Your company came to watch you eat."

Mu Shaoai bit his lower lip, instinctively showing a not-so-obvious resistance, "No, I'm already such an adult, I can take care of myself... After the driver brings the food, I just go down and get it myself."

Qi Fengyu caught the trace of resistance, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to himself, if you can really take care of yourself, you won't let everyone who cares about you worry about your body.

He glanced nonchalantly at the books on trauma on the bookshelf, thinking about something, but there was nothing unusual on his face.

He calmly took out the chopsticks from the food box, handed them to Mu Shaoai, and said noncommittally, "Let's eat first."

Qi Fengyu is very dissatisfied with Mu Shaoai for not taking his body seriously, but he is not prepared to quarrel with Mu Shaoai on this kind of issue... After all, the legs are on his body, so if he insists on coming, Mu Shaoai will also take it. He's all right, isn't he?

The author has something to say:

Mu Er thinks too far, thinking about the bed when he sees his chest, it's not good.

Qi Fengyu: Can you be far away from me?

That really didn't(.)