Help, the male protagonist wants to attack me

"It's all over, isn't it?" Qu Yanchen lowered his eyes, grabbed a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth noncommittally, "Has the cook never changed it? It still tastes the same."

"I did it."

"You did it?" The surprise this time was real,

"Actually, since the second year, I have made the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you eat every Mid-Autumn Festival." Wen Lixuan said, "I saw that you like it, so I went to learn it, but I haven't made it for a long time, so I don't know if it's still suitable. What do you like?"

"Not bad..." Qu Yanchen swallowed the cake with erratic eyes, and drank another glass of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, "It's hard for you."

"No... When I was doing it, I was very happy when I thought of your gluttonous appearance." Wen Lixuan tentatively took Qu Yanchen's hand lightly. The hand was very cold, and even trembled slightly but he didn't pull it out.

"Yan Chen, let's stop arguing, shall we?"

"it is good……"

Hearing this good word, Wen Lixuan felt ecstasy in his heart, he couldn't restrain himself anymore and hugged Qu Yanchen tightly, the person in his arms struggled a few times before obeying,

"I miss you so much...I'm really afraid I'll never see you again."

"Wen Lixuan." Qu Yanchen's voice came from his chest, "Then you let me go, okay?"

Wen Lixuan, who was almost overwhelmed by the endless affection, stiffened his body as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him. Qu Yanchen in his arms also felt the change sensitively. He pushed Wen Lixuan away with all his strength.

"Fake love!"

Wen Lixuan has regained his composure, and he has also put on his usual rational expression,

"It's you who are lying, Qu Yanchen!" Wen Lixuan restrained his emotions, he was afraid that he would do something irreversible, so he stood up and walked to the door.

"Hehe... I haven't seen you for a few years and I've improved a lot, so I can't fool you anymore."

Wen Lixuan took a deep breath but didn't look back, "I've always been willing to be deceived by you."

After he finished speaking, he walked out the door, and there was still the familiar sound of locking.

Qu Yanchen raised the jug and took a sip of the wine, the originally sweet osmanthus brew became extremely bitter for some reason.

He usually looks heartless, but he is a black and white person emotionally. He and Wen Lixuan were both young at the beginning. Brother saw some clues.

At that time, Chu Feibai valued Wen Lixuan very much and intended to accept him as a closed disciple. This position meant that Chu Feibai regarded him as the heir to the head of the sect. It was impossible for the huge Cang Yunding to say that no one was jealous.

"Wen Lixuan, what do you think this is?" Qu Yanchen secretly took out two money bags, "I bought them at the foot of the mountain, and we each have one."

Wen Lixuan took the purse and looked at it. Qu Yanchen's was embroidered with bamboo, and his was embroidered with pine branches. They looked ordinary and nothing special. "My purse is old, and I just want to change it."

"Don't worry." Qu Yanchen turned the two purses over with a smile, and inside were embroidered patterns of Lovebirds and Lian Lizhi respectively.

"How? I liked this purse when I saw it at the time, and it won't be discovered by hiding it secretly."

The two happily exchanged the money bags, but they didn't know at the time that these two small tokens of secret love would become ironclad evidence in the hands of others in the future. Qu Yanchen will never forget that he listened outside the door Wen Lixuan vowed to Chu Feibai to make a clean break with him after hearing those words, and promised that he would not make such "mistakes" again in the future.

"Since I was your mistake...why do you have to get this mistake back?" Qu Yanchen lay down on the table when the pot of wine had run out, already stupefied,

"Personnel and events in the past can be imagined or imagined..."

At this moment, the same bright moon hangs high in the sky, Anqing Mansion is still very lively, An Siyuan found the largest and most luxurious restaurant in the city, booked a booth and ordered a table of good wine and food.

"Let's not think about anything today, just get drunk!"

"Okay! Get drunk!"

It is rare to steal such a pleasant time, Ye Zhiqian filled up the wine for An Siyuan, watched him drink, but secretly drank a few glasses, although today is happy, but the two of them should not both drink too much Drunk, even if there is no danger, he has to take care of An Siyuan.

Although An Siyuan likes to drink, he can't drink very well.

"This wine is sweet and sweet, and it's really strong." An Siyuan's cheeks were flushed, and he was already a little drunk.

"Why don't you drink less, although the wine made from sweet-scented osmanthus is not as spicy as the wine next to it, but it is very intoxicating."

"No!" An Siyuan waved his hand, "I'm going to drink, maybe I can go home when I'm drunk."

"Go home?" Ye Zhiqian thought it was An Fu, "I will accompany you home when the matter is over."

"Are you accompanying me?" An Siyuan chuckled, "It's agreed, you must accompany me home."

"Okay, but don't drink, okay?" Ye Zhiqian helped An Siyuan, who was already limp from drunk, "You're drunk, let's go up and rest."

"It's delicious...I still want to drink..." An Siyuan muttered dissatisfiedly, but he had no strength to resist and was supported by Ye Zhiqian back to the room. Ye Zhiqian shook his head helplessly. Yuan wiped his face, took off his coat and helped him lie down on the bed,

"It's a little too much today, and it's the first time I've seen you drunk like this." He covered the quilt carefully, "Go to sleep, I'm next door."

"Don't..." An Siyuan struggled to open his eyes, "Am I drunk? Did I go home?"

Ye Zhiqian's face was still in front of him in the haze, An Siyuan was a little disappointed and lonely,

"It's strange... why can't I go home when I'm drunk..."

"Family?" Ye Zhiqian always heard him mention this word today, "I never imagined that you are such a family lover."

"You don't understand!" An Siyuan was a little angry, "How can you understand that suddenly a person is thrown in a strange place and has to bear a fate that doesn't belong to him!"

"How can you understand how scared I am, I have no one to talk to, and no one to rely on..."

"You can tell me what you want, and you can rely on me with confidence." Ye Zhiqian's heart tightened. Although he was confused, the heart-wrenching pain really existed.

"You...?" An Siyuan looked at Ye Zhiqian again and again, avoiding his outstretched hand, "No, it's fine if you don't kill me."

"Kill you?" Ye Zhiqian was stunned, "I absolutely can't."

"It's possible!" An Siyuan was like an unreasonable child at the moment, "It's written like that in the book! But...but now I can only rely on you, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Siyuan..."

"Ok?"

"I know that the suffering you have suffered in the past may be unimaginable to ordinary people, but it has passed, and I can't protect your past, but in the future, I will depend on each other for life and death. If I live up to this statement, I will die without a place to die." Ye Zhiqianwei Only at this time did he dare to say the words that have been buried in his heart for a long time, "We will not be separated in the future, okay?"

"Okay..." An Siyuan smiled with satisfaction, the blush on his already fair face was so crimson, and even his normally plump and rosy lips became extraordinarily gorgeous under the influence of alcohol.

Ye Zhiqian just stared at the lips like that, for some reason, he felt a little parched, as if he could only absorb nectar from those lips, no...how could he have such thoughts!His body was stiff, but his heart was entangled like two armies at war.

"You have a good sleep today." Ye Zhiqian gritted his teeth and pushed An Siyuan's hand away from his arm, "I'm leaving."

"No!" An Siyuan was so angry that he wished he could hang on Ye Zhiqian's arm, "You just said you would leave if you didn't want to break up, are you lying!"

Ye Zhiqian looked at the person who was close to him, his chest was heaving violently, hesitated again and again, he pushed An Siyuan down violently as if he had made up his mind, and before he could react, he kissed him hard The lips that made him lose control.

"Hmm..." An Siyuan's sluggish brain was unable to react at all, he struggled a few times but was severely suppressed, and could only bear it with sobs and twists and turns.

It turns out that this is the taste that I have longed for, it seems to be more intoxicating than the sweet osmanthus wine, Ye Zhiqian greedily sucked it up, until An Siyuan cried out in pain, he just woke up like a dream woke up.

A pair of lips were kissed bright red, and there was even a drop of blood hanging from the corner of the lips.

"Yes... I'm sorry." Ye Zhiqian, who had regained his senses, was beating wildly like a drum, wiped away the blood beads at a loss and fled in a panic, while An Siyuan closed his eyes as if he had dreamed of something, and the corner of his mouth twitched Bend a slight arc.

On the second day, An Siyuan still woke up in the chaos. He sat up in a daze for a long time before he remembered that he and Ye Zhiqian had a big drink in Anqing Mansion.

"To be so drunk..." He tapped his head, remembering the dream last night, his ears were a little hot, "I never thought that I would dream of a beautiful woman kissing me."

He grinned, but the corners of his mouth were tearing,

"hiss!"

An Siyuan was taken aback, and ran to look in the bronze mirror. He really found a small wound at the corner of his mouth. Could it be that the dream last night was real, no...it's impossible for a beautiful woman to really kiss him, could it be What's wrong with it!

An Siyuan was lost in thoughts, when there was a knock on the door, he almost jumped up in shock,

"Brother Siyuan, are you awake?"

"Wake up!" An Siyuan quickly put on his coat and opened the door. Outside the door, Ye Zhiqian was already fully dressed, and his eyes met. An Siyuan watched helplessly as Ye Zhiqian's face gradually turned red.

"Why are you blushing? Is the alcohol still gone?" Seeing Ye Zhiqian staring at his mouth, he touched the corner of his own mouth, embarrassed to say that he had a dream,

"I can't drink like this in the future, I'm going to get angry."

Ye Zhiqian breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, if you're still not feeling well, we can go out in the afternoon."

"No, last night's indulgence is enough, wait for me to change my clothes, let's go find the ghost eye's stronghold as soon as possible."