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

Zhao Liang was startled by the hint that the person in front of him was so obvious that he was playing a hooligan.

Mu Shaoai restrained his urge to look at the expressions of the people around him, raised his eyelids, his eyes were hidden in the shadows, with a bit of coldness: "Is Mr. Zhao anything else? If it's okay, I'll take Feng Yu first." left."

Zhao Liang: "..."

Dare not have, dare not have.

This time, Zhao Liang did not stop the two from leaving.

Mu Shaoai dragged the young man around the banquet hall for half a full circle, and walked to another balcony where there was no one else, and then deliberately pretended to be embarrassed and let go of the wrist that had been in his hand.

"Sorry, I just did that to take you away, won't it cause trouble to you?"

His voice is very gentle, but not overly intimidating, restrained and polite, making people unconsciously want to believe his words.

On the way here, the indoor temperature was higher than the outdoor temperature, and the skins of the two of them were tightly pressed together, and they were so dry, but Mu Shaoai was unwilling to let go, and sweat broke out in the palm of his hand unconsciously.

Now that he suddenly let go of his hand, and was blown by the evening wind outside, Qi Fengyu's wrist, which was originally warm, fell into the extreme cold again. His fingertips shrank, and he subconsciously convulsed for a moment, as if he wanted to grab something.

He took a slow look at Mu Shaoai, and covered his red wrist with his left hand, he didn't know if it was discomfort or he wanted to keep the warmth.

Mu Shaoai naturally thought it was the first one, he put his hands behind his back, gently stroking the temperature of his palms, his voice became more and more gentle: "Sorry, I was in a hurry just now, I—"

"No need to explain," Qi Fengyu interrupted him, his voice was still uncomfortably stiff, he pursed his lips tightly, and tried to slow down his voice: "I know, thank you." As if he felt that his attitude was not sincere enough, He raised his head and said again solemnly: "Thank you, Mu, Mr. Mu."

As soon as his eyes were touched, Mu Shaoai's heart softened for a moment when he saw his blue lips.

This is scary?

It must have been scared by Zhao Liang, it has nothing to do with him.

After his heart softened, Mu Shaoai quickly separated the relationship.

"In the future... will Zhao Liang still trouble you?" He saw Qi Fengyu's tightness and embarrassment, so he simply stopped staring at him, turned around and leaned on the fence with two arms slanted, using a kind of Talk to him in a casual, casual tone.

"..." Qi Fengyu followed behind him, silent for a while, with some hesitation: "Maybe not."

"If not...that would be great."

After Mu Shaoai finished speaking, the two fell into an awkward silence.

His words were too meaningful, Qi Fengyu didn't know how to answer them.

Qi Fengyu didn't speak, and Mu Shaoai didn't speak either, the two just stood on the balcony, enjoying the evening breeze, one stared at the ground to study the texture of the tiles, the other stared at the garden outside, analyzing what flowers the hotel grew .

It was very strange, even if no one spoke, no one was willing to leave first.

The night sky was vast, and Mu Shaoai didn't raise his hand to check the time until the influence of alcohol on Mu Shaoai completely disappeared, and the evening wind blew through his body causing a shiver of cold.

The party is almost over.

Now, if you don't want to leave, you have to leave.

Mu Shaoai tilted his head and thought for a while, then turned around and extended his hand to Qi Fengyu: "Lend me your phone?"

Qi Fengyu looked at his outstretched palms, and shook his head blankly. He hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't ask anything. He just lowered his head, obediently took out his mobile phone, unlocked it and handed it to Mu Shaoai.

Don't you ask me a word?Are you so soft-tempered?

Mu Shaoai was surprised by the obedience of the young man, and he couldn't believe that when he faced Zhao Liang just now, he was still as stubborn as he would rather die than die.

His lips parted, and when he saw the two heavy shadows under the young man's deep eye sockets, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

No matter how strong a person is, there are times when they are weak.

At this time, it is best to take advantage of the void.

Mu Shaoai was a little guilty, but also a little righteous and confident.

He abandoned the messy thoughts in his mind, took Qi Fengyu's cell phone, and without looking sideways, he quickly entered a series of phone numbers and saved them in the address book.

Mu Shaoai handed the phone back, and said: "I saved my phone number in it, and wrote the note as Mu Shaoai. If Zhao Liang troubles you again in the future, you can call me."

Qi Fengyu took the phone silently, holding it tightly in his hand, raised his head after a while, with some inexplicable emotions in his eyes, and asked in a low voice: "...Why help me?"

Mu Shaoai watched him perfectly fit his long face, remembering the sense of existence when the cold wrist bones were held in his palm, his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

...is really obsessed with sex.

Mu Shaoai didn't mind his sharp attitude, smiled good-naturedly, and said softly: "I can't just watch you being spoiled by Zhao Liang like that, can I? I may not be a good person, but I'm not that bad."

"Since there's nothing else to do, I'm going back too, don't stay outside any longer, go home early." He paused, and emphasized again, "If you run into trouble, just call me. Don't worry, I'm not Zhao Liang's kind of person, and I won't force you to do anything."

He doesn't believe in taking by force.

In other words, he believes in his own charm, and only by setting a long line can he catch big fish.

Qi Fengyu still stood there with his eyelashes downcast, not saying a word, and didn't know if he listened or not.

Mu Shaoai didn't like to force others. Since Qi Fengyu didn't say anything, he didn't intend to continue entanglement, but just as he turned around to leave, he heard Qi Fengyu suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute."

Mu Shaoai turned sideways and looked at him suspiciously, "Why?"

The young man who had been standing silently and guarded not far away suddenly walked up to Mu Shaoai in a few steps, pinched Mu Shaoai's tie, and kept his eyes fixed: "Your tie is crooked."

Mu Shaoai was taken aback for a moment.

He was uncomfortably hot after drinking the wine, and he subconsciously tugged on the tie twice, but he never realized that he had pulled the tie crookedly.

Qi Fengyu lowered his head without waiting for his reaction, and helped him untie the collar pin with a serious face. His soft fingers inevitably touched his neck several times through the fabric of the shirt.

a little itchy.

Mu Shaoai held his breath and didn't say a word.

Qi Fengyu helped him fasten the bow tie again, straightened the tie, and then put on the tie pin carefully, so that the silver-gray tie of the same color as the suit returned to its meticulous appearance, before retreating to the previous position.

He still had that alienated and indifferent look, and whispered: "It's all right now."

He was done, but Mu Shaoai's thoughts could not be held back by eight horses.

It wasn't until Qi Fengyu lowered his head that he realized belatedly that this seemingly skinny young man was half a head taller than him.

Even though his wrists are so slender, yet he is so tall...?

Mu Shaoai: "..."

The Adam's apple moved again, but he was speechless.

There is a sense of crisis that arises out of nowhere.

Qi Fengyu's actions just now should have been a little ambiguous, but under his overly serious expression, any charming atmosphere has been completely destroyed. He is like a tailor with a bit of perfectionism in a clothing store, but he simply cannot Endure the non-compliant clothes of the person in front of you.

"Uh...thank you?" Mu Shaoai had an indescribable feeling in his heart, feeling a little cramped for no reason.

I don't know why, although the influence of alcohol has subsided, but the tips of his ears are slightly red.

Qi Fengyu's gaze calmly swept over Mu Shaoai's broken hair fluttering in the evening wind, and the tips of his ears occasionally exposed for a moment under the broken hair, and his inorganic black pupils became deeper and deeper, like the cold rock on the surface of magma, suppressing everything.

He shook his head and said nothing.

Mu Shaoai nodded at him and opened the curtains, completely unaware that his steps were out of order for the first time today.

Qi Fengyu kept staring at his back after he left, until his figure completely disappeared into the crowd, the back that had been stretched straight like a bowstring relaxed in vain, and the stubbornness and laziness that had been pretended on his face disappeared Leaning comfortably on the place Mu Shaoai just leaned against.

His slender fingers brushed against the fence that Mu Shaoai had held before, with an unpredictable expression.

After a while, Zhao Liang, the big demon king of starry sky entertainment who was still threatening and luring people just now, came out from nowhere. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked in.

Seeing Qi Fengyu's gloomy expression, he took the initiative to close the curtains, and asked in a low voice respectfully: "Boss, is the plan going well?"

"Yeah." Although the plan went well, Qi Fengyu's eyes didn't show much joy, he sneered inexplicably: "He really likes the same one for decades..."

Zhao Liang was so excited by the chill in his words that the hairs all over his body were about to stand on end.

Others don't know, but as the first person to serve under the young master, he knows better than anyone else how ruthless this illegitimate son called "that lunatic of the Qi family" is when he seizes power and rises to power.

After all, there are not many people like Qi Fengyu, who is obviously an illegitimate child, and has never even stepped into the Qi family before he was an adult, but within three years after being taken home, he snatched away the identity of the heir of the Qi family. The conditions of any exchange of interests sent the only brother who was able to compete with him to prison.

Cruel and merciless, no taboos.

Like a real madman.

The ghost knows how the second young master of the Mu family, who was idle and didn't care about anything, just picked up a fringe company to play casually, provoked this master, to be so carefully calculated by him...

No matter how curious Zhao Liang was, he didn't dare to inquire about the secret of Little Hades.

He could only silently light a candle for Mu Er Shao...

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After Mu Shaoai returned to the banquet hall, half of the guests had already left. He had no intention of staying at the banquet to be a coveted piece of meat, and silently mixed in the crowd to leave.

He put his suit jacket on his elbow and walked towards the parking lot, but before he took two steps, he was pulled back by his elbow from behind.

"Hey, why are you running in such a hurry? Is there a goblin here who can eat you?" A rascal voice sounded from behind, someone pulled Mu Shaoai from behind and forced him back, and one hand was naturally placed on him. On his shoulders, the weight of his body was placed on him in a very undignified posture.

The author has something to say:

Social animal cool: light the wax, mourning, just collect the body, it can't be saved.

Mu Shaoai:?

Qi Fengyu (feeling sad): Collect your own corpse!