After I made a biography for my scumbag ex, I was on fire

Mu Song was still in shock, before he had time to speak, Lu Yuan covered his head with his windbreaker.

"Let's go quickly, the door is about to be locked, go out first."

After all, Lu Yuan directed Mu Song to turn off the lights and lock the door, and then dragged him downstairs quickly.

When he reached the first floor, he thanked the old man who was waiting to lock the door, opened the umbrella with one hand, and held Mu Song tightly in his arms with the other.

"The water here is too deep, cars can't get in, I'll stop in front, and I have to walk 100 meters, wrap up your windbreaker and follow me."

Mu Song looked at Lu Yuan, blinked, couldn't say a word, nodded sullenly, and followed him into the rain.

The rain today is really weird. Not only is the rain heavy, but there is also a strong wind with an uncertain direction.

The umbrella above his head was really useless in this situation. Fortunately, Mu Song was wrapped in Lu Yuan's waterproof and windproof coat, as if hiding in an extremely strong fortress.

The rain from all directions hit the stiff coat like a cold arrow. The attack was fierce, but it couldn't do anything to him in the fortress.

In this situation, Mu Song's body and mind were extremely stable, allowing Lu Yuan to hug him tightly, wading through the stagnant water up to his calf, and finally arrived in front of Lu Yuan's car.

Lu Yuan drove the co-pilot first, let Mu Song into the car, took the coat off him, threw it into the back seat, and then entered the cab.

After getting into the car, the wind and rain were cut off, and Mu Song noticed that Lu Yuan was wet from head to toe.

……

That's right, if I didn't have that overcoat, I'm afraid I'd be "baptized" too.

Thinking of Lu Yuan giving up his only windbreaker, Mu Song felt a strange numbness in his heart.

"You... are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's raining too much, and I can't see clearly in the side mirror, please help me pay attention to the situation on the right side."

After Lu Yuan finished explaining, he quickly started the car and rode through the wind and rain all the way. Fortunately, there was no danger and he returned home safely.

"Well, take a good hot bath and rest early."

Before entering the door, Mu Song called out to Lu Yuan who seemed impatient to disappear before his eyes, and gave a soft instruction.

Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment, turned around, nodded to him with a sideways face, said good night, and immediately entered his house.

Mu Song returned home, took a hot shower, lay on the big comfortable bed, wrapped in a quilt, and listened to the rain falling harder and harder outside the window, thinking, today is really thanks to the dog man.

Thinking of Lu Yuan, the image of him almost dripping water before he entered the door appeared in his mind...

Logically, it should be very embarrassing, but in the eyes of Mu Song, why do you think it is a bit handsome?

What the hell!

Mu Song was taken aback by his own thoughts.

Could it be that I have been a vegetarian for too long, and that I have evil thoughts when I see a wet body? !

No, no, absolutely not! ! !

Mu Song recited "Amitabha" a few times, trying to get Lu Yuan's last glance out of his head.

However, he found that the more crowded, the clearer the picture, even the trembling raindrops on Lu Yuan's long eyelashes were clear.

Not to mention, his sharp arms, narrow waist, and those long straight legs.

It's over, it's over, it's over!

Wrapped in a quilt, Mu Song rolled several times on the bed, couldn't hold back anymore, and sat up with a yell.

This dog man is really a evil star!

Rubbing his forehead that was gradually tightening, Mu Song thought, he probably caught a cold, so his mind is not clear...

Anyway, in short, definitely, it's not about the dog man's body anymore!

So, clutching his head, he jumped out of bed, washed a few scallions, chopped half a lump of ginger, and boiled a big pot of ginger soup.

Listening to the gurgling sound in the pot and smelling the smell of ginger wafting out of the mist, Mu Song felt that the tense forehead had indeed loosened a lot.

After the ginger soup was boiled and poured into a bowl, I realized that it was a bit too much.

If you drink it by yourself, you will definitely not be able to finish it.

drained?

Mu Song hesitated for a while, and finally, holding a bowl, knocked on the door of 1802.

The moment Lu Yuan saw him, his eyes lit up, and when his eyes fell on the ginger soup in his hand, the tip of his nose turned red suspiciously.

"Well, I boiled it too much, it's a waste, I'll give you a bowl..."

"Thank you!"

Lu Yuan immediately took the soup bowl, turned sideways, and let the door out.

"Come in and sit down."

"Um, it's getting late, you should go to bed early after drinking..."

"Ah!"

A sneeze from Lu Yuan interrupted Mu Song.

Thinking of his heroic act of saving himself from the rainstorm, Mu Song felt that it was a bit immoral to refuse his kindness at this time.

"Ahem, then, when you finish drinking, I just put the bowl back."

Mu Song consciously found a very reasonable excuse for himself, so he changed into the slippers that Lu Yuan kindly handed over, and entered the house.

Although I've been here a few times, it's the first time that they both sat in Lu Yuan's living room, which was so dusty and sober.

Facing each other, Mu Song was inexplicably nervous.

In order to prevent being blinded by the golden TV wall, Mu Song turned his gaze to Lu Yuan.

But this look is even more incredible.

Only then did he realize that the dog man was obviously called out of bed by him, and he was only wrapped in a long lace-up bathrobe.

When he was standing just now, he didn't realize that when he sat down, both the top and the bottom were exposed, and the two long legs seemed to have no place to rest. The white flowers were hanging in front of his eyes, and it was hard not to pay attention.

"Well... why don't you go to bed and lie down quickly, you will catch a cold even more if you are cold."

Mu Song was at a loss, he felt that it was not good to stare at him, but turning his gaze was too deliberate, so he could only think of such a way.

Thinking that Lu Yuan went to bed, and once covered by the quilt, the burst of happiness disappeared.

"But the ginger soup is not finished yet."

Lu Yuan raised his eyes with an innocent face.

Mu Song: ...

"You can drink it when you go to bed! Hurry up, with so little clothes on, it's useless to drink ginger soup if you're freezing here."

Mu Song urged, with a bad tone, giving him a throbbing heart, put on a vicious coat, and escaped Lu Yuan's scrutiny.

"Oh……"

Lu Yuan is almost obedient to him now, if not for the wrong age, Mu Song would have thought that he had a 24-year-old eldest son.

Urged by Mu Song, Lu Yuan stood up holding the bowl and looked at him eagerly.

"Will you come with me?"

"what?"

"I don't mean anything else! I also have a sofa in my bedroom..."

Lu Yuan hurriedly explained.

"Oh... okay, when you finish drinking, just in time, I also want to ask you something."

Mu Song also stood up, glanced at his face unobtrusively, and followed Lu Yuan into the bedroom.

As Mu Song expected, when Lu Yuan lay down on the bed, the hormones in the air dropped a lot.

At this moment, while drinking ginger soup, he carefully looked at Mu Song, the X-tension all over his body disappeared, leaving only the appearance of a good baby waiting for questions.

Mu Song: ...

"Well, don't be nervous, I'm just curious, how did you show up tonight?"

Thinking of the fact that Lu Yuan sent someone to follow and secretly film him, Mu Song couldn't help but feel angry. Although he knew that Lu Yuan would not hurt him, he still felt awkward.

This time, Lu Yuan was able to find him in time and accurately, obviously knowing his whereabouts very well. Mu Song reckoned that he must have put in a lot of "work" in normal times.

Sure enough, as soon as he asked, Lu Yuan's complexion was not very good. There were two blobs of red on his pale cheeks. I don't know if it was because of the ginger soup, or because of something else.

"I said, don't be angry."

Lu Yuan looked at Mu Song, his eyes flickered, and when Mu Song looked into his eyes, his heart was more than half cold.

It seems that this dog man really repeated his old tricks and did his old tricks again.

Did he want to use this trick to deal with An Heng?

Mu Song squinted his eyes, suppressed the anger that was about to come out, and patiently said, "Be good at persuasion".

"It's okay, for the sake of helping me anyway, I don't care about you."

Lu Yuan stared at Mu Song, doubtful, but he dared not say anything, hesitated for a moment, and opened his mouth.

"I, I've been staying in a nearby coffee shop recently... I don't mean anything else, I just want to be closer to you."

Mu Song: ...

The coffee shop that Lu Yuan mentioned, Mu Song knew, every time he went to the teaching and research building, he would pass by it.

But he didn't expect that Lu Yuan would stay there and stay with him who didn't know it, and stayed there for most of the day.

"What's the point of you doing this?"

"Why not? For example, today, wouldn't it be helpful?"

……

Mu Song was powerless to refute what he said.

Indeed, if Lu Yuanshou hadn't been there, knowing that he was always in the teaching and research office, there would be no way to "save" him from the storm by falling from the sky.

"Okay, you're right. Meaning, you can always find it. Thank you today, you really helped me a lot, but, in the future, don't help me anymore."

Mu Song sighed and sincerely expressed his gratitude. At the same time, he also sincerely hoped that Lu Yuan would stop doing useless work.

"why?"

"Why? Why don't you ask me why?"

For Lu Yuan's acting stupid, Mu Song got a little angry again.

"I really do not understand……"

Lu Yuan was still confused.

"You... okay, since you don't understand, I might as well speak more bluntly.

Lu Yuan, the matter between the two of us can't be resolved by you playing a soft policy and making some bitter tricks.

Not to mention the past, how long will it take me to completely forget those bad things about Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds, even if I think about the future, you and I are destined not to be together.

You have your sunshine path, and I also want to develop my own single-plank bridge. There are basically two directions, and it will only go further and further, and I will never go back to the past. "

"I didn't say to go back to the past..."

"Then we can't go together."

"Who do you want to go with?"

Mu Song:? ? ?

"Don't talk nonsense, talk about me and you, don't talk about others."

"Is it An Heng?"

Lu Yuan drank the remaining ginger soup in one gulp, put the bowl on the bedside, lifted the quilt, got out of bed with his long bare legs, and walked straight to Mu Song.

"Speak, do you really want to be with him?"

Lu Yuan leaned over and leaned on the two armrests of the sofa, covering Mu Song in his shadow.

"You...don't do this."

Lu Yuan's breath permeated his whole body like a dense net, wrapping Mu Song's body tightly, getting tighter and tighter, so tight that Mu Song's breathing was almost difficult.

Forced to the corner, Mu Song felt that he couldn't just sit still, so he gritted his teeth, raised his face, and wanted to confront this doggy man who wanted to "overwhelm others with power".

But when he met Lu Yuan's gaze, his heart skipped a beat.

That was an emotion he had never seen in Lu Yuan's eyes——

Under the hidden resentment and anger, there are also fear, uneasiness, apprehension, and a trace of unresolved sadness...

Mu Song couldn't help but think that in the animal rescue station, the eyes of those abandoned small animals made him feel disturbed.

What disturbed him even more was Lu Yuan's further pressing.

"Answer me, do you really...don't want me anymore?"

--------------------

The author has something to say:

Lu Yuan: Woohoo, wife, do you really want me anymore? ? ? /Pitiful

Mu Song: Didn't I answer you dozens of chapters ago?

Lu Yuan: But it’s been dozens of chapters, hasn’t it?Haven't you considered recycling my performance for so long? ? ? /weak

Zhizhi: Recycle now, what should I do with the flag of Chapter 120 that I asked you to chase after your wife? ? ?

Lu Yuan: ...Fuck, so, come, all, yes, you! / roll up sleeves

Zhizhi: Ahhhhhh Xiaoxu, senior, please save me, I will create a perfect dog-free episode for you! ! !as many chapters as you want~~~

An Heng: Or, just change the content of the text. /push glasses

Zhizhi: That... I'm sorry, but the bottom line still needs to be adhered to. /blink

Lu Yuan: ...It seems that you still have a little conscience, forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as you. /For my wife I endure