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

On Saturday morning, Mu Shao Ai got up at seven o'clock as usual according to his biological clock. When he went downstairs, he was not too surprised to find that Qi Fengyu hadn't woken up yet.

Compared with before, Qi Fengyu is more willing to reveal his true self in front of him.

He only catches up with Mu Shaoai for breakfast two or three days out of seven days a week, and when he appears occasionally, his expression is a little sleepy and sluggish, but it seems to be to express his apology for the absence of other days, every time he gets up early Every day, she would get up earlier than Mu Shaoai, just to be able to cook breakfast for him.

It’s a bit like a stray cat that was forcibly adopted. After the initial stress period, it starts to be a relative. It will gently wrap your arms with its claws that retract its nails, which makes people feel soft-hearted.

Mu Shaoai had no intention of disciplining him, but now he completely indulged someone's habit of sleeping in.

At about noon, Qi Fengyu finally got up.

When he came down, Mu Shaoai had already gone downstairs to take out the food box, and was leaning down beside the dining table. With a rigorous attitude like experimenting, he put eight dishes into exactly the same square plate, and put all the The corners are neatly aligned.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder will shout "cool" after seeing it.

Mu Shaoai was admiring the artwork he had completed, and when he heard footsteps behind him, he asked without turning his head, "Are you up?"

Qi Fengyu first rolled his eyes at the way of arranging the dishes without any sense of beauty, and then uncontrollably glanced at the young man's waist that outlined the curve of the abdomen because of his movements, and paused for a moment before saying "hmm".

He forced himself to look away, and asked in a nasal voice that was not yet fully awake: "Why did you go down to get food today? Why didn't the driver call me?"

"I see it's almost time and you haven't gone downstairs yet, so you called the driver so that he doesn't have to bother you." Mu Shaoai waved his hand nonchalantly.

Qi Fengyu watched him taking care of others without any airs, his dark eyes moved slightly.

At the edge of the dining table, Mu Shaoai, who was bent over, rolled up the sleeves of his home clothes to the middle of his forearm, revealing a thin wrist bone, turned around and opened the stool for Qi Fengyu, and made a gesture of invitation, "Let's eat, Fengyu." Chongqing."

There was a warm and bright smile on his face, the noon sun kissed every inch of the young man's body, even the sharp wrist bones were slightly flexible, and the amber eyes were full of emotions that could not be completely restrained. The unspoken thoughts are scrambling to overflow from every subtle change between the five sense organs.

Qi Fengyu felt itchy in his heart, and wanted to look away, but he seemed to be deprived of his control over his body by a powerful force, so he could only stare blankly at the young man without blinking until his eyelids trembled and began to astringe, It hurts.

The heart was beating hard, with longing anticipation.

Mu Shaoai tilted his head slightly in confusion, his eyes showed concern, and he asked softly, "...what's wrong?"

His amber eyes were full of only him, that unsuspecting trust and dependence was like a peach hanging on a branch, soaked in sunshine and rain, exuding an attractive fragrance.

As long as he reaches out...

Fingertips bent like spasms, Qi Fengyu took a deep look at Mu Shaoai, his voice was slightly hoarse: "It's nothing."

He sat down under that irresistible gaze.

When picking out clothes for an evening trip in the fitting room, Mu Shaoai touched his last two ribs that were about to disappear completely, feeling very satisfied.

Thanks to Qi Fengyu's tireless feeding during this period of time, he is no longer as thin as malnourished, and his skin is moisturized with a healthy color.

It's just that if compared with Qi Fengyu, it's not qualified at all.

Fortunately, Qi Fengyu is not the person he needs to make sex with tonight.

In order to show the importance he attaches to Qi Fengyu, Mu Shaoai concentrated on taking care of his hair, changed his glasses, and tried on his clothes in front of the mirror for a long time. The male peacock wanted to show his delicate mood like a tail feather, so Shi Shiran went downstairs.

In the living room on the first floor, Qi Fengyu had already packed himself up, sitting on the living room sofa and waiting for him.

Mu Shaoai felt slightly uneasy, feeling like a model walking on a show for the first time, feeling uneasy because she couldn't predict the reaction of the audience.

He held on to the handrail, stepped on the last step, and deliberately coughed lightly to remind the man of his arrival.

Qi Fengyu was concentrating on looking at his mobile phone, when he heard the sound, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the stairs.

Today's Mu Shaoai has changed from his previous elite appearance, wearing a pair of tight jeans, his legs are slender and straight, his buttocks have a rounded line due to the fleshy growth, and his upper body is a pure black T-shirt Tucking it into the waistband of his trousers, he made a seductive depression out of his already thin waist. The outside was a light brown short leather jacket with a loose fit, which just showed the flexible waistline and hip line together.

His hair, which was always meticulously fixed with hairspray, was also scattered, and he grabbed two handfuls up casually. His bangs hung down from one side with curly arcs, and the special-shaped glasses covered the too gentle lines of his eyes. Unruly and undisciplined.

The moment he saw Mu Shaoai clearly, those inorganic eyes lighted up slightly, and the mask that had always been calm split open for a moment, revealing the true desire inside.

Qi Fengyu stood up from the sofa in a daze, staring at the person on the stairs intently.

Mu Shaoai did not miss the amazement that flashed in Qi Fengyu's eyes, the hunting desire in his bones seemed to be activated by something suddenly - the rebellion that had been suppressed under the suit seemed to finally break free from the cage, and the swelling hormones twisted into the shape of teeth and claws first .

Facing Qi Fengyu's direction, he raised his eyebrows slightly, a gloomy light flickered in his beautiful eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, giving Qi Fengyu a provocative look, then deliberately bent down on the handrail protruding from the stairs, bending his waist and hips A broken line that challenges the flexibility limit of the human body.

Where it should be round, it should be round, and where it should be sharp it should be sharp.

...Like a fucking little bastard.

Qi Fengyu's eyes were burning with scorching flames, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and was pinned in place by an inexplicable force.

Desires and longings that had been suppressed by reason tore and overflowed from the depths of his bones, urging him to step forward, to give a certain little bastard who deliberately seduced people to justice on the spot——

Calm down, Qi Fengyu.

Qi Fengyu closed his eyes, trying to expel the scene that challenged his willpower from his mind, but it had little effect.

Mu Shaoai was satisfied with the effect he had created.

However, the moment he looked past the sofa that covered half of Qi Fengyu's body, and saw the latter clearly, the pride in his heart suddenly sank, hanging in mid-air, and slowly fermented into another subtle and sour feeling. mood.

It turned out that not only he had carefully dressed up, but also Qi Fengyu.

He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Today, Qi Fengyu is dressed in black from head to toe, black leather jacket, black leather pants, and a black turtleneck sweater, wrapping himself tightly, as if he does not want to show any inch of skin, the only color on his body is tied to the The silver chain between the button and the pocket of the motorcycle suit reveals a bit of coldness that belongs to metal alone.

His light blond hair, which has always been scattered, was tied up at the back of his head at will, and the already deep facial features were completely exposed. His skin was too pale, but it gave people a sharp feeling, and the two obsidian earrings on the white earlobes were also very special. Eye-catching, the strong visual contrast highlights the hidden temperament that belongs to Qi Fengyu.

It was the perfect blend of self-restrained restraint and dangerous sexiness.

Normally, Qi Fengyu always showed his restrained side to the outside, only from the corners of those shadows, Mu Shaoai could smell a trace of hidden danger, like a bone-cutting knife, without hurting anyone The meaning is, but just lightly brushing over the skin can make all the hairs on a person stand on end.

But now, the sharp blade, which was deliberately hidden, is half out of its sheath.

Filling up Mu Shaoai's longing in a near-instinctive way, breeds more fiery desires with different meanings.

Mu Shaoai moved his body as naturally as possible, half-volted and sideways.

It is hard to say that there is no intention to hide changes in certain parts.

...Who are you trying to seduce by dressing like this?

The same idea popped up in the hearts of the two of them at the same time, and the sour emotions eroded the rationality that they had always been proud of.

"You—" Mu Shaoai uttered a word, then stopped dryly.

He held back for a long time, and finally he said: "——You are going to dress like this?"

If you didn't look at his frequent glances at Qi Fengyu, you would think that he felt that Qi Fengyu was embarrassing him...

Qi Fengyu's scorching gaze still stayed on that rounded C-shaped curve, sliding back and forth through every depression at the end, his Adam's apple slipped uncontrollably, he opened his mouth and adjusted his voice several times before he struggled to maintain it. Not trembling, nor too hoarse: "...More, or less?"

Mu Shaoai: "..."

He was a little unclear, was that a counterattack? ... or a seduction?

Mu Shaoai glanced at the charming Qi Fengyu and looked away, his face flushed slightly.

The part of his heart that belongs to an adult man made him want to reply, "It's too much to face him; it's too little to meet outsiders."

But the remaining rationality choked his throat, and he knew that if he continued to entangle like this, he really wouldn't have to go out tonight...

Although that's really kind of difficult.

Who knows why Qi Fengyu didn't show half an inch of skin, but he was more attractive than ever.

He managed it, but Qi Fengyu couldn't control himself.

Finally, he was willing to leave the attractive area, and in a blink of an eye he was attracted by the seductive blush on Mu Shaoai's face, and the evil in his bones was drawn out, prompting him to lower his voice, and deliberately said: "Huh? Talk... ...More, or less? Do you want me to take it off... or wear it?"

He asked maliciously, articulating the words very clearly and very slowly, as if he held those words in his mouth and licked them enough before spitting them out one by one.

Qi Fengyu's voice was originally silky and magnetic, but at this moment, the tone was deliberately prolonged, and with the words full of hints, it was like a hook, which hooked fiercely on Mu Shaoai's tailbone.

The numbness rushed from the soles of the feet to the Tianlinggai, his knees gave way, and he almost fell directly to the stairs, relying on the handrails of the stairs to support his own weight.

Hey!

Mu Shaoai couldn't help but bury his face in his palms, and propped his elbows on the armrest. In order to restrain all kinds of reactions that shouldn't happen, his body trembled uncontrollably.

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