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

Mu Shaoai shrank back instinctively, gasped, and felt something soft and warm falling on his collarbone...

He leaned stiffly against the door, watching the man who was half a head taller than him slowly pressing up like a dark cloud covering the top.

The skin on the collarbone hurt for a moment.

Mu Shaoai's legs and feet were weak, his pushing arms were hanging weakly by his side, and he raised his neck, almost in a gesture of allowing others to do anything.

However, in the next moment, he saw Qi Fengyu's eyes clearly.

Those jewel-like black pupils that once appeared in a dream are now full of blazing desire that burns away reason, Qi Fengyu's back is raised high, and he looks at him with his neck up, like some kind of wild animal that is hunting.

But there was no such pure and beautiful love that he saw in his dream.

Mu Shaoai's Adam's apple rolled subconsciously for a moment, and cold sweat flowed down his temples. His brain, which was burning hot with desire, instantly cooled down, and was filled with sudden questions——

If something really happened tonight, what is the relationship between the two of them?

It's just drunken sex.

And what Mu Shaoai desires...is never just about sex.

Some kind of shame mixed with embarrassment made him feel angry from the bottom of his heart.

Mu Shaoai couldn't bear it any longer, and directly pushed Qi Fengyu's leg away with his knee, and with a skillful hand, he was thrown out.

"Go to sleep!" He took advantage of the slow movement caused by the unconsciousness of the man, twisted his hands, and pushed him to the second bed.

Qi Fengyu was interrupted by him, the whole person was hanging in mid-air, unable to get up or down, stuck uncomfortable, subconsciously struggled.

However, Mu Shaoai became ruthless this time, with the courage to "break my hand if you have the ability", he insisted on getting him executed, and Qi Fengyu struggled several times but failed to break free.

After exhaustion of energy, the feeling of sleepiness came back again, some untimely changes changed back, Qi Fengyu struggled less and less, and became obedient again.

Mu Shaoai would not be fooled by him this time, so he led him to the door of the second bedroom, took his hand and opened the fingerprint lock.

Qi Fengyu was pushed forward by him in an arresting posture without struggling, and when Mu Shaoai wanted to raise his hand, he raised it accordingly. The only irregular movement was when Mu Shaoai withdrew his hand, subconsciously Rubbing his neck against his wrist.

Gently, with the strength of a baby bird.

Mu Shaoai's heart moved slightly, and he looked down.

This time, what he looked into was a pair of clear black eyes, without the desire to tear apart his reason. At this moment, for the first time, the emotion in Qi Fengyu's eyes was unobstructed in front of Mu Shaoai.

depend on, yearn for.

This time, what was presented there was what he wanted.

The corners of Mu Shaoai's lips curled up slightly, and he pressed them tightly the next moment.

With a fierce face, he hoped to deter the drunk who acted on instinct, and pushed him into the second bedroom.

After entering, Mu Shaoai dragged Qi Fengyu and threw it on the bed, rubbed his arm that was numb from his struggle just now, and warned: "Sleep honestly, if you do anything else, I will throw you out of this house .”

As soon as this sentence came out, Qi Fengyu, who was still writhing on the bed and planning to do something, suddenly became honest.

After pulling down his coat, Mu Shaoai was about to take off his sweater, but the sweater was lifted up a little bit, revealing his flat belly. With Qi Fengyu twisting like a struggle, the abdominal muscles were clearly presented come out……

Mu Shaoai: "..."

He blushed.

Mu Shaoai subconsciously pulled down the sweater to Qi Fengyu again. After hesitating for a moment, he finally stuffed the sweater and the person into the quilt very roughly, wrapped him tightly before turning and leaving.

On the next morning, Qi Fengyu deeply realized that there is a price to be paid for temporary performance.

But when he held his painful forehead to sort out the memory of drinking last night, he felt that the price was worth it.

In the messy fragments of memories, Mu Shaoai, who was almost indulgent to him, was mouth-wateringly delicious, and the hooligan things he did after drinking...

To be honest, if it wasn't for his insanity, he really didn't have the courage to test Mu Shaoai's bottom line.

He savored Mu Shaoai's embarrassing gesture in the face of his coercion in his memories, and vaguely realized that if he wanted that person to fall into the urn as soon as possible, maybe his plan had to be adjusted slightly.

His original plan was to let Mu Shaoai take the lead and advance the relationship between the two after Mu Shaoai took the bait. He could always maintain a passive and innocent posture, so that after all the dust settled, that person would have no position No more dissatisfaction...

He made himself a "perfect lover" tailored according to Mu Shaoai's personality and preferences.

If Mu Shaoai was still the same as him seven years ago, they would have rolled into bed long ago.

Mu Shaoai was transferred to Qi Fengyu's class in his third year of high school.

In the third year of high school, Qi Fengyu happened to be under the most pressure. There was only less than a year left before the college entrance examination, but his mother was still at this juncture, because of the pressure of raising him alone for many years, she couldn't afford to go to the hospital.

He has to take care of his studies and often visits his mother in the hospital, so the pressure is not normal.

It was at this time that Mu Shaoai appeared.

In the beginning, it was the breakfast that inexplicably appeared on his table—because he traveled to the hospital, home and school, and often stepped back to school for morning reading, and it was too late for breakfast. I don’t know who noticed this. At the beginning of the day, a bottle of milk and a steaming steamed bun suddenly appeared on his desk one day.

Of course, it is impossible for Qi Fengyu to just accept a kindness from someone who doesn't know who it is. He just thinks it was misplaced. own lost property.

He didn't take this matter to heart, after all, he is also a school scout, and he doesn't lack experience in rejecting others.

He just never knew that someone could make such a shameless show of favor.

Early the next morning, Qi Fengyu found out that his deskmate had changed.

The deskmate who was replaced was a new transfer student, with hair combed upwards, he almost had the words "delinquent boy" engraved on his face, and it was this ignorant transfer student who suddenly He bumped into him with his elbow, and stared at him with a pair of almond eyes, "Hey, let me copy your homework."

Qi Fengyu glanced at him, seeing his attitude of "If you don't help me, I will continue to harass you", unwilling to waste time with him, he simply dumped all the homework in the backpack to him, and warned coldly: "Here You, don't bother me anymore."

The man blinked his amber almond eyes, suddenly pursed his mouth, and acted pitifully at him: "Don't be so fierce, I have no malicious intentions."

Not to mention, even though he has such a coquettish and unruly hairstyle, this expression on his face really doesn't violate harmony at all.

It was only at this time that Qi Fengyu noticed that this bad deskmate had a good-looking face, and his voice was clear and lingling, like spring water passing over rocks, acting coquettishly... unexpectedly not annoying.

But none of this has anything to do with him.

Qi Fengyu retracted his gaze, pulled out a set of imitation questions and began to do it, but he was thinking in his heart, what kind of family could raise such a young master who can act like a baby without any psychological burden.

When he thought of his mother who was still on the hospital bed, his stomach sank heavily.

They are like people from two worlds.

Qi Fengyu didn't give any attention to his new deskmate. Once he started studying, his attention was highly concentrated.

However, even if his will is strong enough, his body cannot resist the universal rules.

Halfway through the simulated questions, it was the discomfort of his stomach tumbling that woke him up from the sea of ​​questions.

The voice of hunger rumbled, which was particularly eye-catching in the silent classroom.

The eyes cast by the classmates at the front and back desks made the sensitive teenager feel embarrassed.

Qi Fengyu frowned slightly, put the hand that was pressing on the test paper under the desk, and pressed hard on his stomach, as if if he could flatten the disobedient intestine, it would stop barking.

The classmates were afraid of his cold face, and no one dared to say anything, but today there was an unfamiliar person beside him.

The transfer student bumped into him again, and before he could look over impatiently, a pen appeared in sight pushing the homework book he had just lent out, with the familiar milk and buns on top.

He was stunned for a moment, and then the voice like a clear spring rang out again: "After copying, there is no way to repay your kindness. It just so happened that I bought too much breakfast in the morning, so let's take it as a thank you gift!"

Speaking of which, the transfer student also pointed to the empty milk carton and plastic bag on the table to show him that he was not lying.

Qi Fengyu: "..."

He was indeed a bit hungry, but that didn't mean he was accepting alms from others.

Qi Fengyu raised his head and looked at the transfer student.

The transfer student blushed on his fair cheeks, brushed his hair a little shyly, then pulled the corners of his mouth, gave him a bright and scorching smile, and pushed his homework and breakfast towards him in a flattering manner, whispering Whispering: "I've been using my body to keep the buns warm, so that my stomach won't feel uncomfortable after eating them! Look, they're still warm! Eat them quickly."

I don't know if he was moved by that smile, or the warm buns are really attractive enough, but in the end, Qi Fengyu accepted the kindness in a strange way.

From that day on, Mu Shaoai would ask him to borrow homework every day, and the thank you gift was always a warm breakfast.

Later, one day, he was too busy in the hospital the day before and didn't have time to do his homework. When Mu Shaoai asked him to borrow his homework the next morning, he found out that he hadn't done it either.

Mu Shaoai didn't say anything, but silently handed over the homework he had done a long time ago along with breakfast.

He poked Qi Fengyu's waist quietly, and whispered to him: "Quickly copy, although you can't be as good as you, but you still have a [-]% to [-]% correct rate, you move faster, and you can copy before the monitor collects the homework." over."

At that time, Qi Fengyu opened his homework and saw the neat and beautiful fonts, he could hardly believe that Mu Shaoai did it himself——

Doesn't this guy fall asleep as soon as class starts?Fortunately, he never doubted his bad boy's status as a scumbag? !

The boy next to him stuck out his tongue and snorted softly, raised his chin slightly and said arrogantly: "Don't underestimate me, okay? I don't attend classes because I have almost learned in the first and second grades of high school. Don't you think that when you are in class, you are on your own?" Do you want to review?"

There was a twitch in Qi Fengyu's heart. Out of some teasing urge, he didn't want the tsundere little fox to continue to be complacent, so he deliberately looked at him with a complicated expression, and asked, "Then you've been borrowing my homework to copy? ...?"

The young man's eyes widened slightly, his fair skin burned quickly, he moved the stool under his butt inch by inch very slowly, until he ran to the farthest place from Qi Fengyu, then suddenly lowered his head and buried his face in his arms ,not talking anymore.

Qi Fengyu recalled the scene of the blush spreading under the white shirt collar...

It seems that this matter is not so difficult to accept.

He took one last look at the young man lying on the table with the ostrich, picked up the milk on the table and drank it.

Today's breakfast is siu mai, which he likes to eat.

I don't know how Mu Shaoai noticed his unspoken preferences, but the things he prepared are more and more in line with Qi Fengyu's taste.

His heart is not made of stone, and it's not that he can't feel the good intentions hidden behind these details.

It's just that for a long time, he didn't know why Mu Shaoai treated him so well.

At that time, Qi Fengyu only wanted to study hard, get into a good university, and find a good job after graduation, so that he and his mother could live a little easier and not have to go hungry just to save money for breakfast Make others laugh.

He never thought that Mu Shaoai was pursuing him.

However, it is impossible for the little fox to hide the fox tail all the time.