The beauty god is forced to love every day

In the days that followed, just as Mu Tingxiao had said, there was no restriction on his freedom, except that someone had to accompany him when he went out.

Mu Tingxiao seemed like a different person. He no longer mentioned wanting to sleep with him, but was polite and courteous. After getting to know him, he turned out to be a pretty good guy.

In fact, Mu Tingxiao is a good choice as a friend. He is nice to everyone around him and has his own principles and bottom line.

It's just a little crazy. Buried under all the Corollas in the yard are his uncles and aunts. No wonder he looks so good.

[Boss, we can just sit there and wait for death, or we can contact the Yan family.] One or two round bodies floated in the air, landed on the sea of red flowers, and fluttered around butterflies.

Yan Qing looked at this scene with a look as if he was looking at a fool. One and two were just a bunch of data that would only pass through the butterfly's body, but this guy just enjoyed pouncing on it.

Others cannot see it, only he can see a little bit, and communication is also through spiritual consciousness.

"Let's wait and see! The main thing is to notify the Yan family now. If Mu Tingxiao doesn't agree, both sides will suffer. The Yan family is surrounded by wolves who are eyeing them covetously. If things go wrong, they might be swallowed up."

"Besides, it's been half a month now, so just treat it as a vacation. You don't have to pay for anything anyway, so you can go out and buy some when you have nothing to do. Don't tell me, the food in this world is pretty delicious."

Just then, a tall figure walked towards Yan Qing through the sea of red flowers.

Yan Qing glanced sideways and saw Mu Tingxiao in a black combat uniform. He was tall and straight, with broad shoulders that seemed to be able to carry a heavy burden, solid and strong.

There was not a trace of fat on that tight waist, and the muscle lines were faintly visible under the combat uniform, containing explosive power, like a lion ready to pounce, full of terrifying deterrence.

"Qingqing, I brought you a cake."

Yan Qing looked at the blood soaking through the combat uniform. His fingertips were stained bright red, dyeing the white lace red. He didn't know what he felt at the moment.

He just casually said that he wanted to eat Lu Yue's cake, but he didn't expect that even though Mu Tingxiao was in this state, he would not go to treat him immediately, but send him a cake instead.

Seeing that Yan Qing didn't take it, Mu Tingxiao lowered his eyes to take a look, and found that his blood was stained on it. A trace of annoyance flashed in his blue eyes.

"I'm sorry, Qingqing, I made it dirty. I'll buy you a new one."

As he said that, he turned around and left.

Seeing this, Xiao Er behind him got veins bulging on his forehead and cursed a thousand times in his mind, I said I was going to the hospital on the way here, but I didn’t expect him to buy a cake and even deliver it to me.

Now I have to buy it again, and all the blood will be drained out. How can I treat it then?

Just take it to the crematorium for cremation.

He couldn't stand this miserable life for even a day longer.

Yan Qing hesitated for a moment, then reached out and held Mu Tingxiao, with helplessness and complexity in her eyes, "Mu Tingxiao, aren't you in pain?"

Mu Tingxiao looked at Yan Qing in confusion and shook his head honestly, "Qingqing, the cake is dirty, I..."

"Idiot." Yan Qing cursed in a low voice, and walked forward angrily to pick up the man, "Come and get the bullet for him."

Xiao Er looked at him in shock. The master was like a mountain on Young Master Yan, and could crush that small body at any time.

But what was unexpected was that Young Master Yan took every step very steadily, holding the cake in one hand. The scene was very shocking.

He couldn't help but take a picture and send it to their small group.

Xiong Er: [jpb]

Xiong Er: [Look, do I look like a black bear? ]

Xiong San: [Young Master Yan is so majestic and domineering, and too wild. I'm afraid most people can't handle my weight. ]

Xiong Da: [The boss is injured, what's the situation? ]

Xiong Er: [I was beaten by the master's men. At that time, I received a message from the master, asking me to go alone to worship his wife. It turned out to be fake. I was shot twice and killed all the killers inside.]

Seeing that no one had caught up, Yan Qing shouted in dissatisfaction, "Hurry up, your master is about to bleed dry."

"Coming." Xiao Er quickly put away his phone and chased after him.

In the room, various precision instruments were neatly placed. Xiao Er fiddled with the instruments in an orderly manner to determine the location of the bullet in Mu Tingxiao's body.

After confirmation, he began to prepare to remove the bullet.

Yan Qing watched as the combat uniform was cut open, and discovered that Mu Tingxiao had been shot twice in the left shoulder, with blood gushing out, but this guy didn't seem to feel anything at all.

His eyes were fixed on him the whole time, and even when Xiao Er's scalpel cut his skin, he didn't even frown.

Yan Qing couldn't bear to look at it, and only after the wound was sutured and the medicine was applied did he slowly raise his eyes to look.

Mu Tingxiao just stood up, expressionless, and even glanced at his shoulder with a bit of surprise.

"Let's go! Qingqing, I'll take you to buy another cake."

Yan Qing looked at Xiao Er with a questioning look, "You didn't let him stay in bed to rest, and you let him go now."

Xiao Er shrugged helplessly, looking helpless.

Mu Tingxiao cautiously reached out his hand, "Qingqing, I'm fine, can I hold your hand?"

Yan Qing took Mu Tingxiao's hand and led him to the sofa outside. "No need to buy anything. You haven't eaten what you bought yet."

Mu Tingxiao looked at the bloody cake on the table, displeasure flashing across his eyes, "This is dirty, let's go buy a new one."

"It's edible. It's never dirty. Everyone's heart is the purest and will never be dirty." Yan Qing reached out to open the cake, scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

The delicate cake melts gently on the tip of your tongue, and the sweet and sour taste of blueberries instantly fills your taste buds, with a hint of sourness in the sweetness.

When Mu Tingxiao saw Yan Qing's narrowed peach blossom eyes and a face full of joy, his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily and his eyes swept across the darkness of lust.

"Is it tasty."

"It's delicious and sweet." Yan Qing scooped a spoonful and handed it to Mu Tingxiao's mouth, "Do you want to eat it?"

Mu Tingxiao opened his mouth and ate it without hesitation. The sweet feeling filled his mouth. He didn't like it very much, but as long as it was given by Qingqing, he liked it.

But compared to eating cake, he wanted to eat Qingqing more, which must be more delicious than this.

After finishing the cake, Yan Qing looked at it with an unsatisfied look. The small cake should have been enough for him, but there was one more person.

Instead, it was gone after just a few bites.

Before he could come to his senses, a tall body pressed down on him. He was enveloped by Mu Tingxiao's figure and stretched out his hand to block it defensively.

"what are you doing?"

Just as he felt the corner of his mouth soften, Mu Tingxiao sat back down, "There's cream on the corner of your mouth, let me wipe it off for you."

Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she was overthinking it, but the next moment, she saw Mu Tingxiao swallowing the cream and licking the corner of his mouth to savor the taste.

Indescribably sexy.

Mu Tingxiao smiled at Yan Qing, his magnetic voice tinged with lust, "Sweet."

Yan Qing suddenly felt his ears burning. Looking at the man's expression, it seemed as if he had eaten him and said it was sweet.