The glamorous attack was forced to be indifferent

Another lonely day.

Xie Yichao drove his bicycle, stopped at a red light intersection, and tugged on his tie irritably. Thinking of tonight's banquet, his hands on the steering wheel kept tapping.

Find time to slip away and have fun, can't hold back anymore.

The engine hummed and roared, and the taunting of tires rubbing against the road hurt people's ears. Xie Yi, who opened the convertible to blow the air to extinguish the fire, frowned, and stared unkindly at the perpetrator.

A tall man wearing a black helmet and sitting on a cool motorcycle was reflected in his sight. The man's long legs could stand directly on the ground, and a little corner of his clothes was lifted in the driving airflow, revealing his tight and strong waist.

Xie Yichao's gloomy expression immediately dissipated, he whistled frivolously, and licked and licked the curves of the opponent's body aggressively.

However, in the next moment, he thought that he would encounter the protagonist in the future, abandoned the expensive motorcycle, and came to Xie Yichao's car door.

A hand hidden in a leather glove grabbed Xie Yichao's neckline.

Xie Yichao's expression changed slightly, and those peach blossom eyes that always contained affection were slightly narrowed.

Between Lightning and Flint.

Following the strength of the man, Xie Yichao took the initiative to open his legs and step out of the car door. His height was unexpectedly tall, at 1.8 meters, he was on par with the opponent, and he was even half a head taller.

"Who is this seeking revenge for?" Xie Yichao was not in the slightest danger of strangling his neckline, and teased with relaxed limbs.

Perhaps the tall man was stimulated by his attitude, his eyes hidden behind the helmet widened a little, and he might be annoyed that he was actually shorter than the other party, and that he needed to tilt his head slightly for such a close distance.

"Who am I, you really don't remember?" the tall man gritted his teeth.

Xie Yichao: "You cover your face tightly, how can I tell who you are?"

"Zhang Ling." The man roughly dragged Xie Yichao to the same level as himself.

Xie Yichao slightly arched his body, lifted his eyelids lightly, and remembered who the person in front of him was. The cousin who followed Zhang Ling's buttocks, what's his name, Zhang——Zhang Boyan?

"Zhang Ling and I have already broken up. There is no righteousness in business. What are you going to do to your brother's ex-boyfriend?" Xie Yichao clasped the other's wrist in front of his shirt, and exerted a little force. The head quietly changed positions during the confrontation between the two of them, Xie Yichao's straight facial features were shrouded in the sunlight slanting from the sky.

Ruthless and indifferent.

Zhang Boyan found that he couldn't resist the idiot rich second generation in his impression, relying on his background and appearance, he was extravagant and played with others.

Not worthy of his brother, but his brother is like a madman, hiding his identity and turning into the other party's favorite weak little white rabbit, and only exists in the world called Xie Yichao.

Damn Xie Jia.

Zhang Boyan's finger bones tightened inch by inch, but unfortunately no matter how angry he was, there was nothing he could do about Xie Yichao.

Xie Yichao broke away from the man's hand, took a step back, and looked down at the ex-boyfriend's cousin who was looking for faults: "Do you all have the nature of a dog's skin plaster? You are so hypocritical that falling in love and breaking up will kill you, especially Who the hell stipulates that they can't be separated after dating?"

A strong wind rushed towards Xie Yichao's jaw.

Xie Yichao turned his head, and the corners of his mouth were bruised and bleeding instantly, "Zhang Boyan, the last few times I was hit with a black stick, you got someone to do it, right? You didn't ask you to settle the score, but you still wanted to hit me?"

Zhang Boyan's anger stagnated for a moment, and he subconsciously wondered where he had exposed his flaws.

It's a pity that he didn't have much time to be dazed. His eyes were plunged into darkness. When he realized it, his abdomen was in severe pain, and all the bones in his body were crushed by the truck.

He fell on the road, slid a few meters away, and rolled to the side of the road. His eyes were on the leather shoes with silver diamond chains hanging in front of him. up.

Xie Yichao raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips, and met his eyes.

"Damn it." Xie Yichao hissed in pain, and he kicked the person he had beaten so hard that he couldn't get up.

Zhang Boyan snorted.

Xie Yichao's chest was in a panic, and he caused so many troubles personally. Is there something wrong with the Zhang family's mind?It's unlucky for him to encounter one or two psychopaths during your mother's private interview.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed 120. After the beating, Young Master Xie still remembered how to deal with the aftermath. He fought with Zhang Boyan in broad daylight, and when he got home, he would be read to death by the old man again. It was impossible to have fun tonight.

During the fight between the two, many people surrounded them, each of them took out their mobile phones and took pictures of them vigorously.

Xie Yichao stood there and let them take pictures, and he was still in the mood to joke: "Remember to add a filter for me."

Soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Fuck, who is that?!"

"This ancient costume with long hair is a bit real."

"Dude, you have a nosebleed."

"Well, what a beautiful man..."

Xie Yichao stared at the man who was slowly approaching from behind the crowd. It was really a picture of clouds and moon, and the beauty of pear trees piled up with snow was too beautiful to behold.

The man stood in front of him and raised his head slightly: "Brother, you have grown taller."

Xie Yichao's heart was pounding hard, as if something exploded in his mind, making him speechless.

"Does it hurt?" A light white and smooth hand touched the corner of Xie Yichao's lips, and the coolness of the fingertips touched the hot skin, making people nostalgic.

Xie Yichao couldn't think of anything else, grabbed the opponent's hand, forced him into the sports car and took him away from the scene.

He hung up the phone calls one after another.

Although Mr. Xie was furious, but as far as Xie Yichao's son, Zhang Boyan's matter was settled.

Originally, the Zhang family was unwilling to let it go, their son was beaten by Xie Yichao and hospitalized, Xie Yichao had to go to jail to relieve his hatred, but after understanding the cause and effect, and knowing that his son had gone to those social bastards to trouble Xie Yichao, he fell silent. .

The Xie and Zhang families peacefully resolved the dispute arising from their son.

A private apartment.

Clothes fell all over the floor from the entrance to the living room, and the exquisite robes and short suits overlapped and scattered.

There was a low gasp from the bedroom.

"What's your name?"

"Shu Qingyan."

"You're really hiding something..." The word dew at the end was suddenly contradicted and blurred into broken syllables.

The impulsive passion fades.

Xie Yichao played with the man's icy black hair: "Why do you call me Senior Brother?"

"You are senior brother."

Xie Yi turned his face heavily: "Stand-in game?" He stood up a little bit, feeling a stream of water slipping to the center of his legs, but he intensified his movements indifferently, and pressed the opponent, "You may not know, I have always been a sleeper That, now that you have broken the convention, do you think I will let you go?"

He bit out the exact words word by word slowly and clearly, his peach blossom eyes were deep and dark, and he locked firmly on the long-haired man who was perfect and not like a real person in front of him.

"I'm Xie Yichao, not your troublesome senior brother."

He emphasized, as if to strengthen the other party's impression.

"Listen, Xie Yichao is Xie Tinglanyu..."

"Xie Tinglanyu's thanks, Yizhuang and Yixie's also, Chao—" Shu Qingyan secretly sighed how his senior brother was jealous of himself, and read out tenderly what the other party had said to tease him in the past, "I know how longing for Chao, I know."

"You..." Xie Yichao looked at the beauty under him, "You know me?"

Shu Qingyan smiled slyly: "We've known each other for many years."

Xie Yichao's breathing was a bit disordered, and he couldn't bear the beauty in his arms. He was tempted to lower his head and bite his plump and bright lips.

"I want to go out and play." Shu Qingyan pitifully put forward her wish, not wanting to hang out with others on the bed.

After finally coming to the place where his senior brother lived before, as a pure ancient man, he felt novelty about everything in this world, and he endured until now to appease his insecure senior brother.

Although the senior brother seems to have lost some memory at this time, he may recover at some time. If he behaves badly during the period of amnesia, the senior brother will definitely lock him at home again, and he can only see the senior brother alone.

"Tomorrow." Xie Yichao.

The ambiguous atmosphere rose again, and short sentences were pieced together in vague whispers.

"Brother, keep your word."

……

However, the itinerary to go out to play on the second day is temporarily unavailable.

The apartment door was slammed into the sky.

Shu Qingyan frowned, and buried her whole body in the soft blanket, hiding the traces of crimes in the blanket.

Xie Yizhao, whose dream was disturbed, had a dark complexion, his air pressure was frighteningly low, he picked up a bathrobe, put it on and walked to the entrance.

After seeing the image of the face displayed on the camera screen clearly, I was refreshed.

Open the door.

"Hey, Dad."

The man standing outside the door was imposing, his tailored Tang suit was ironed evenly, he was as serious and upright as he was, and could not tolerate the slightest gravel. Xie Chengfeng, who was supporting Xie's family with one hand, said sharply: "You also know that you have a dad?"

Xie Yichao Rushuang beat the eggplant and dared not speak.

"Why was your grandfather's birthday party absent last night?" Xie Chengfeng walked into the room, saw the clothes scattered on the ground, his eyes twitched, "Misfortune happened, people were beaten, and he didn't attend the birthday party, but he wanted to fool around with others!"

Xie Yichao stopped his father from entering the bedroom: "He's still sleeping, don't disturb him."

Xie Chengfeng stared straight at his useless son: "If I'm right, yesterday was the first time you met."

"So what?" Xie Yichao had a mature and steady look that parents like, but he thought that this maturity and steady was because others were going to deal with his family, so he panicked, "I want him."

Xie Chengfeng could see that his son's attitude was serious, so he was silent for a moment: "You have to take it home and have a look."

Xie Yichao: "I will, but not now."

Xie Chengfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing his son Mo Ruofu: "So, you put him to sleep before you chased him down?"

Xie Yichao: "..."

"You didn't use dirty tricks to force others, did you?" Xie Chengfeng doubted.

Xie Yichao was dissatisfied: "Your son is so good, you need to use these methods... to go, chase, people?" He emphasized the last three words.

Xie Chengfeng snorted coldly: "I must go back to the old house tonight."

Xie Yichao: "Got it, I understand!"

Xie Chengfeng turned around and left, he really didn't have much curiosity about the person who took his son's soul away.

Of course it is false.Xie Yichao clearly understood his father's temperament, and he must have thoroughly investigated Qingyan's details before coming here, and he should have passed the test with his father, otherwise he would not have given up so easily.

Unfortunately, he was wrong.

Xie Chengfeng was busy settling the Zhang family for him, but he hadn't had time to find out the details of Shu Qingyan, he had only seen the photos and videos, and at a young age, there would be times when a person saw Huang Shen, and he felt a little embarrassed and at a loss. There is also admiration for the other party. It is normal for his son to be planted if he can be born with such a appearance. If he can get him, the Xie family will make money.

Back to the bedroom again.

Xie Yichao had already lost sleepiness, and lay down on the bedside to harass the bedridden person, poked into the quilt to touch the smooth and warm skin, and slapped his hands erotically.

"Don't..." The person hiding under the quilt muttered in a daze, revealing half of his brow bone, and a gleam of blush fell at the end of his eyes.

Xie Yichao heard that people's voices were hoarse, and thinking that he tossed people too hard yesterday, he couldn't help but softly said: "Didn't you say that you want to go out to play today? If you don't, it will be the afternoon."

Shu Qingyan muttered, "Well, I'm going to get up."

Xie Yichao amusedly pushed aside the quilt covering his face, lowered his head and kissed the other person's forehead: "I'll take you to wash up."

He passed through the shoulders and knees of the person lying on the bed with one hand, and easily hugged the princess, revealing the intensity of yesterday, especially the waist, abdomen and legs, not even letting go of the ankle, leaving a clear five finger print.

Thinking of the reason, Xie Yichao's heart beat faster, he grabbed the ankle of the person who was bullied by him and wanted to escape, and forcibly pulled him back under him...

Tsk, I can't think about it anymore.

Xie Yichao resisted his physiological reaction and put the dazed beauty into the bathtub, so that he could brush his teeth and wash his face.

"..."

After all, there was a thin weeping sound from the bathroom, mixed with sobbing that the senior brother is a liar and hates the senior brother.

The result is a denser sound of viscous water.

At the same time, Xie Yichao whispered angrily: "I'm not your senior brother."

The big beauty who learned the lesson learned to be smart, and stopped calling senior brother, and pronounced his name bluntly and shyly.

Xie Yichao, who had regained his good mood, led the people to the big shopping mall and bought many sets of clothes and shoes.

The long-haired beauty took his hand, looked around excitedly, and asked Xie Yichao in a low voice, what are these?

Xie Yichao couldn't help kissing him: "That's an advertising screen, usually a product promotional video endorsed by an artist."

"What is an advertisement? What is an artist?" Shu Qingyan asked.

Xie Yichao was stunned for a moment, and silently took out his mobile phone to search for the answer to his question.

Shu Qingyan's eyes lit up: "What's that little cube in your hand?"

Xie Yichao had a strange expression: "Where did you live before?"

"Cultivation Realm." Shu Qingyan.

Xie Yichao: "?"

Shu Qingyan patiently explained to him: "Everyone is wearing my clothes from yesterday, only the monk is bald, and we all have long hair. We live in houses built of wood and stone. There are ordinary people, knight-errants, and me. A kind of monk, if a monk cultivates to the peak, he can shatter the void and ascend to immortality."

"Master...Yichao, your talent is extremely high, you have broken through to the tribulation stage, if you hadn't waited for me, you would have been able to ascend to immortality long ago."

Xie Yichao raised his eyebrows: "Wait a minute, you said that you are a monk, but you can ascend to immortality, so you know magic spells?"

Shu Qingyan nodded: "Do you want to see it?"

Xie Yichao said with a stiff face, "Go back to the car."

"Oh." Shu Qingyan happily embraced Xie Yichao's arm, obediently following beside him.

Xie Yichao and Shu Qingyan returned to the car, making sure the doors and windows were closed tightly.

"Prove it." Xie Yichao nodded, his palms sweating slightly.

Shu Qingyan backhanded, and a clear water surged out of nowhere: "Yichao, do you want to see anything else?"

"Ah."

Shu Qingyan thought for a while, took out a piece of paper from the storage ring, and folded it into a thousand paper cranes. When it was formed, it seemed to be infused with life and turned into reality, and she rubbed it intimately in front of Xie Yichao.

"Since you have such ability, why don't you resist if I force you?" Xie Yichao was a little confused.

Shu Qingyan paused, her cheeks gradually turned red, and she turned her head uncomfortably: "Because I... like you, and I am willing to do those things with you."

I don't know which keyword touched Xie Yichao's nerves, the depths of his soul seemed to be torn open, and all the complicated memory fragments flooded into his mind.

Brother, come back.

The senior brother who recovered his memory seemed to be much gentler, and he didn't want to imprison Shu Qingyan in a place that only he could see.

Except for the situation that is three points more intense than before, other aspects are developing in a good direction.

Xie Yichao hugged Shu Qingyan, who had fallen asleep from exhaustion, and booked a flight ticket to travel abroad.

He has booked several beautiful venues, and plans to entangle people wantonly in them~