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"Is the road going to be closed?" Pu Li asked Mu Chi.

Mu Chi turned the car around, and answered vaguely.

The car behind also followed, he saw that Mu Chi was turning around a bit fast, and he became nervous: "Then let's not go to see Mr. Mu?"

While honking his horn, Mu Chi tried to reverse the car between the car and the car. After changing to another road, he said: "I won't go back, let's go play."

Thinking of that day when Qin Shan rejected him in the snow all over the sky, Mu Chi's head was swollen at the moment.

A primitive desire that he had never had before engulfed him, making him unable to think in this pale world.

At that time, he loved Qin Shan so much. In order to let Qin Shan get more resources he wanted, he sold him to his father day and night.He has always liked to keep a low profile, and for Qin Shan's sake, he went to the party of his father's friends.

The reason why he can now understand the hard work of the low-level staff and often reward them is all thanks to Qin Shan.In those two years, he was like Qin Shan's most loyal servant, the most beneficial pusher, and the best tool.

But Qin Shan never rewarded him once.

He still remembered that the white snow outside the window that day was like this moment, his desire|desire was almost bursting out, Qin Shan just accepted his kiss vaguely.When he wanted to go further, he was mercilessly rejected by the other party.

Later, Mu Chi often thought of Qin Shan's saying "I have always liked women".

In Qin Shan's eyes, what did Mu Chi show in front of Qin Shan when he was dazzled by passion|desire? !

A hypocritical clown, or a shameful pervert?

At this moment, looking at the snow flakes hitting the window glass, Mu Chi felt a strong sense of shame.

"Brother Xiaochi?" Pu Li sensed something was wrong with Mu Chi, and shook his arm slightly.

"Well," Mu Chi came back to his senses, forced a smile, he felt that he was a narrow-minded hateful madman at the moment, "Lizi, you like me very much, don't you?"

Poplar laughed out loud, biting his lower lip.He expected Mu Chi to be straightforward about his feelings, but he didn't expect him to say it himself.

"Well," Pu Li nodded, "on the night of the celebration party of "Heavenly Love", I...began to like..."

Mu Chi turned his neck left and right, slammed on the gas pedal, crossed the provincial road, and walked on a route that Poplar had never traveled before.

Pu Yue didn't dare to ask Mu Chi the question "What about you, do you like me?"That would make him feel stupid.But he was looking forward to getting such affirmation in his heart.

The car winds up along the winding mountain road and arrives at a mountain villa near noon.

The Pusher oak was bumped a lot, but it was okay, because Mu Chi was there and it wasn't hard to endure.

There was even more snow on the mountain, but because it had just entered winter, the snow did not stop on the ground, and the snow melted quickly, making it muddy with mud.

When the butler of the villa heard the visitor, he hurriedly came out to greet him. When he saw that it was Mu Chi, his voice was filled with a smile.

"Mr. Mu, here we come!"

The housekeeper is over fifty years old, slightly fat, not tall, with a dark complexion, wearing leather goods, looks like a very inconspicuous little old man.

"I have time today, bring a kid to play." Mu Chi said, walking ahead, then turned around, motioning for Poplar to follow.

The villa is not big, it's just a piece of land as far as the eye can see, with a castle-like building, surrounded by dormant vines entangled dryly on the pergola.There was no one and no sound.

In the heavy snow, Pu Li caught up with Mu Chi, climbed up the stairs, and entered the hall together with him.

The butler is quick-witted and speechless, and there is a natural intimacy and trust between him and Mu Chi.He followed Mu Chi into the hall, turned around and ordered his men to go down to the house with the best view and light up the fireplace.

Gengmuchi took the elevator to the top floor, and the warm air had already started blowing in the corridor.

Mu Chi walked to a room at the end, pushed open the door, turned around and took Pu Li's hand.

Pu Li was suddenly pulled by Mu Chi's wrist, and his heart almost jumped out.

The little brother who lit the fire in the house was brisk, and quickly handled the fireplace. He greeted the two with a smile while holding a bunch of tools, and then left.

Mu Chi closed the door, and kissed Pu Li's lips without saying a word.

Pushing against the door panel, one wrist was held by Mu Chi, the other hand was still pressed behind his back, his mind went blank, he only felt that Mu Chi's breath penetrated deep into his bone marrow, fascinated his whole body soft|soft.

"I want you." Mu Chi confessed, looking straight into Pu Li's eyes.

Poplar was taken aback.He thought that the relationship between him and brother Xiaochi could be smooth and gradual.Frankly speaking, the kiss Mu Chi gave him the night before was enough for him to be happy for a long time, but he never expected that he would get even greater happiness after less than half a day.

"Brother Xiaochi..." Poplar bit his lower lip lightly, his eyes were foggy, and it was hard to restrain his excitement.

Mu Chi pulls Pu Li away from the door, this room is surprisingly big, reminds Pu Li of Mu Chi's residence in the city, big and cold.In the middle of the room is a bed that is so large that it is almost endless. The bedding is made of silk and embroidered with cold decorative flowers.

"You don't want to?" Mu Chi raised his hand to support the back of Pu Li's head, and pressed down another kiss.

"Could you...slow...slowly?" Pu Li faltered, his voice getting smaller and smaller, but he knew that he was just saying something wrong, and was affected by the atmosphere in front of him, and he was a little bit hard to hold on.

Mu Chi was annoyed that this kid knew more about detours than he did back then, which made him not want to wait any longer.

The snow outside the window became heavier again, and Mu Chi leaned against the knees of Pu Li to take off the coats of the two of them.

Not long after the fireplace was lit, the room was still cold, the entire wall was covered with glass, and snow fell rustlingly outside the window.The world burns so quietly, one ice and one fire, one cold and one hot.

The contrast is so strong, but they are all so full of interest and passion.

Populus succumbed so uncontrollably, but he didn't feel remorse or shame at all.Afterwards, he felt a little proud instead.

He didn't know what kind of great luck he had encountered. It was a lifetime of luck to let the person he liked also like him.

The two lay on their backs on the bed, looking at the suspended ceiling on the ceiling.The gilded undulating lines are complicated and complicated, but if you look closely, there are still rules to follow.

For a long time, Pali was wrapped in a quilt and approached Mu Chi with a red face. After this intense exercise, he not only didn't feel cold, but became hot instead.

Mu Chi looked at him, his eyes made Pu Li feel strange for a moment.Instead, he put his arms around Poplar, wrapping him around his heaving chest.

Pu Li was hugged tightly by Mu Chi.

For the first time, there was blood and it was still very painful, but Pope still felt the pain willingly and happily.

I don't know how long it took before the smell of barbecue permeated into the room, and Mu Chi seemed to have spent a long sage's time. He regained his composure, tightened his grip on the person in his arms, and whispered to him, "Get up, go eat."

Downstairs, the housekeeper has arranged for the chef to cook Mu Chi's favorite roasted whole lamb.

Mu Chi went to the outdoor oven, watched the uncooked roast lamb sizzling on the open fire, then seemed to suddenly think of something, and said to the housekeeper: "Uncle Hua, let the kitchen make some porridge."

Poplar is warming in the house, drinking a cup of sweet cocoa, watching the white world outside the window.

When it was time to eat formally, there were only two people in the dining room, Muchi and Populus.

Mu Chi looked at a table of dishes, then turned around and asked the housekeeper standing in the shadow: "Where's the porridge?"

Uncle Hua replied with a smile: "Boil it as you ordered, and it will be ready soon."

Mu Chi picks and chooses from a table of dishes, and finally puts a few dishes that he thinks are easy to digest on the plate of Poplar.

"I also like to eat roasted whole lamb." Poplar blinked his eyes, and his saliva was about to flow out when he smelled the aroma.

"Just order here, and have some porridge later." Mu Chi's tone was firm and unceremonious.

"I don't have a fever anymore, I just need a supplement."

"I'll make it up later." Mu Chi's face turned slightly red.

He had to admit that getting close to Poplar for the first time was much more difficult than he imagined.

It's not a technical problem, but he found himself too stupid.

To punish an irrelevant person in such a brutal way.

Mu Chi was ashamed and angry, blaming himself for being dazzled by desire for a while.

Seeing the fair-skinned boy willingly female | lying under his body, although it is still pleasing to the eye, it also greatly satisfies the psychological possessive desire, but why does it give birth to some inexplicable emptiness and loneliness out of thin air.

Especially, when Poplarus smiled at him, those two pure little canine teeth were as worthy of love as his master.

Due to the violent drop after the great excitement, Mu Chi felt that it was necessary to be gentle with the Populus oak.

He wanted to check the wound for him, apply medicine, and stop the bleeding, and also wanted to prepare soft porridge for him, take him to see the snow scene, eat delicious food...

Now, he is willing to do anything for Populus, and he knows very well that this is not love, but the guilt of being a bad person.

The butler brought the porridge, which was a bowl of deep-sea fish porridge full of flavor.

It's been a long time since Populus has had such a delicious seafood porridge, and the smell is very satisfying.

He cheered up and talked a lot.He said that his mother is from the Northwest, and she followed a dance teacher to the south when she was 14 years old. Although she can accept the taste of the local people in terms of food, she still misses the taste of her hometown.

In addition, in order to have more time to practice, she spends most of her time eating in the cafeteria, and she has to lose weight to control her weight, so for convenience, the first thing she learned was to cook southern porridge.

For a period of time, the Popecus ate different porridges from morning to night.

"It smells like my mother." Pu Li smiled and asked Mu Chi to have a taste too.

It was so sudden, Mu Chi felt that his heart was beating so fast that he was about to lose control.

In fact, before he did these things today, he never thought that there would be any bad side effects at all.

Populus smiled, held up a spoon, and sent a mouthful of fish porridge to Mu Chi's mouth.

After Mu Chi ate, Pu Li smiled even more happily.

Mu Chi felt flustered, he realized that he wanted to possess this boy again, which was unbearable.

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=== Copywriting ===

Store name: There is a steamed stuffed bun shop

Menu: Baozi currently has [-] flavors, there is always one that suits you

Staffing: Universal Boss Yu Chen, thousands of employees

Code of Operations:

[-]. The store must constantly develop new flavors of buns to meet all the needs of customers and occupy the market forever

[-]. The decoration of the main store is tall and elegant, and the VIP membership system is implemented

[-]. This store does not accept normal people, and all unexpected visitors will be sent to the missing persons registration office

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The above is the unit introduction given by the boss of Universal to new employees

The following is the unit introduction privately handed over by old employees to new employees

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Store name: The owner is too poor to make signboards. The store name is passed on by word of mouth from customers.

menu:

Five thousand kinds of buns have been blacklisted by customers because of their strange taste;

The two thousand kinds were made by the store manager on a whim, and the ingredients and recipes were not remembered afterwards, and the recipes have become a masterpiece;

Eight hundred kinds have been banned from sale by the store manager because the store is too poor to buy raw materials.

Staffing: Because I am too poor to hire employees, there is only one boss, you ask me?In fact, I am a chopstick.

Code of Operations:

[-]. Continuously develop new flavors of steamed buns, mainly at low prices

Second, there are no branches, only entertaining rich people

Three, only spirits and monsters are welcome, not humans

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The new employee kneaded the unit introduction into a ball and ate it in his stomach, smashed it with his mouth and tasted it, "delicious."

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CP: Want to taste everything