The Lord of the Quick Transmigration is addicted to the paranoid dragon again today

He Yu drank another glass and laughed bitterly, "What do you know? It's just not right, but I..." I couldn't bear to do it.

Meng Yanbin didn't hear clearly and approached He Yu, "What were you saying just now?"

"Nothing." Then he started drinking cup after cup, like drinking water.

Meng Yanbin hurriedly stopped him, "Brother, stop drinking. You'll get drunk if you keep going like this. Your alcohol tolerance is average."

He Yu pushed him away and said, "No need to call me brother, it sounds unpleasant." When he heard the word "brother", he thought of the good brother that man had mentioned. What kind of words were they? It sounded unpleasant and he didn't like it.

"Then how are you leaving? I have something to do later. How about I take you back now?" Meng Yanbin discussed with He Yu cautiously.

"That's none of your business." He Yu waved his hand. "Go ahead and do your work. I want to be alone."

Meng Yanbin decided not to make things worse and reluctantly agreed, "Okay, I can't help you with this matter of love, you still have to rely on yourself, so don't drink anymore." He looked at the room full of wine and felt a little worried. Should he ask the waiter to take the wine away?

"I don't want to drink anymore, just leave."

"Okay, call me if you need anything."

He Yu's mind was filled with the images of Mu Bai and Mosha's conversation. The images kept replaying and interweaving in his mind, making him extremely upset! He felt that he could no longer bear it, so he dialed Mu Bai's number with trembling hands.

Almost instantly, Mu Bai's crisp and familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello." At the same time, Mosha's shouting was heard from the phone. Mosha looked at the scars on his body and complained unhappily, "Good brother, you are too reckless!" With this complaint, He Yu felt it was irritating and hung up the phone immediately.

He Yu on the other end of the phone held the phone tightly, his face becoming increasingly gloomy. What on earth were they doing? What identity did he have? Using his uncle's ID code was not right and there was no blood relationship.

Mu Bai looked at the hung-up call, a little confused. Maybe He Yu had called the wrong number, but he was still a little worried and got up to find He Yu. He had just had a simple sparring match with Mosha. Mosha was worthy of being the number one mercenary. Neither of them got the upper hand, and both of them had some bruises on their bodies.

Mu Bai pointed at Mosha and ordered Tate, "Keep an eye on him and don't let him out of your sight." After that, he quickly left.

Mosha lazily stood up from the ground, shifted his target to Tate, and quickly approached him, "Hey, tell me some gossip about your master."

Tate ignored him. Mosha said a lot more, but Tate still ignored him. He was suddenly a little upset. "How can you be more hateful than your own family master? I will remember you. From now on, I will call you Little Wood."

Seeing that Tate still ignored him, Mosha's eyes turned and he immediately came up with a bad idea. He stood up and left, and Tate followed him. When they reached the bathroom door, he bowed and asked politely, "Want to join us?"

Tate didn't bother to be polite with him and went straight in. The owner of the house told him to keep an eye on him. After all, this guy was notoriously cunning. Since he was shameless, Tate decided to stick with him to the end.

Mosha raised an eyebrow and looked at Tate, "Did I scare you?"

Tate laughed disdainfully and proved it directly with his actions. Mosha was stunned when he saw it. He was very envious, "Oh my goodness, what did you eat?"

Tate smiled but said nothing. It was enough for him to deal with this little trash. If he saw the master of the house, he would be scared to death.

Mu Bai followed 886's instructions and hurried to He Yu's room.

Seeing that he had nothing to do, he said politely, "I'm leaving now."

886 didn't return to China with Mu Bai. He now lives in a large, single-family villa, eating gourmet food prepared by a five-star chef. His life is so carefree. The only downside is that he bought a tiger skin. He thought it was cool and bought it on impulse. It's a plane, so he can't waste it!

The downside is that you can’t go out on the streets at will, otherwise you will be shot.

Mu Bai gently pushed open the door, and the scene inside the room gradually unfolded before his eyes. He saw He Yu reclining on the sofa, holding a bottle of wine tightly in his arms, as if it was his only support at the moment. He Yu's eyes were blurry and empty, as if he was immersed in his own world, and he was unaware of Mu Bai's arrival.

The room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, which made people feel depressed. Mu Bai walked forward slowly and took the bottle from He Yu's arms. "Don't drink anymore. I'll take you home."

He Yu saw Mu Bai appear in front of him and hugged him fiercely, "I caught you, you can't run away."

Mu Bai said softly, "I won't run. I'll take you home."

He Yu shook his head violently, "I don't believe it. You just want to abandon me and make out with someone else."

"I didn't." Mu Bai gently stroked his face, the love in his eyes almost overflowing, "I will only be intimate with you."

He Yu spoke with difficulty because of sadness, "No, it's not right for us to do this. They won't agree. I'm hurting you."

Mu Bai clutched He Yu's trembling hand tightly, like a drowning man grasping at a straw. He looked at him with a firm and concerned gaze, and said in an extremely gentle yet firm tone, "It's okay, don't be afraid! Let me handle it all. Let me talk to them, okay?"

"No matter what happens, I will always be by your side, protecting you and accompanying you, and I will never let anyone hurt you in the slightest. Because to me, the most precious thing in this world is having you by my side."