Excuse me, who are you?

After the New Year's Eve dinner, everyone's entertainment began. Aunt Wu's second son and grandchildren next door came to watch the New Year together. Influenced by traditional culture, drinking some wine at the dinner table is of course indispensable.

Brother Li took out the white wine and beer at home, and the group started to play poker. The three sons of the Li family punched their fists and drank, and the grandchildren of the younger generation played poker, pulling Ji Muhang and Ye Qian together. Although Ye Qian hadn't played it much, Ji Muhang quickly got started after telling him how to play, and Ji Muhang was on the side to assist with the tricks.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qian's luck was so good, coupled with Ye Qian's extremely high IQ, after a few rounds, Ye Qian became the biggest winner. He was so happy that he sent a few smug little eyes to Ji Muhang, and the other little ones The boy yelled dissatisfaction and united to bring down Ye Qian, but finally Ye Qian lost under the circumstances of several children working together and playing rogue.

A few children joined forces to make trouble for Ye Qian and insisted on punishing Ye Qian to drink. Originally, Ji Muhang wanted to drink for Ye Qian, but Ye Qian was so happy that he insisted on drinking it himself. The children all yelled to toast Ye Qian. Qian had never been toasted before, and he was a bit at a loss when he encountered such a scene, but he felt warm in his heart, so he took the glass and drank it.

The toast was made of white wine, and Ye Qian was a little dizzy after drinking a few cups, but he couldn't stand the fights of these older children, so he drank it as soon as he took it, so that his face was flushed after drinking, and his eyes sparkled when he smiled. As beautiful as a galaxy, with deep dimples, innocently like a child, several young children have never seen such a beautiful person before, and they all blushed and became obsessed.

Ji Muhang looked at Ye Qian unknowingly releasing alluring hormones all over his body, and helplessly picked up someone who was drunk and smirking, and said apologetically to the older children: "He Drunk, I went back to the room with him, sorry."

Although the children were reluctant to give up, they waved their hands quickly: "It's okay, you can take Brother Ye back to the room first."

Ji Muhang hugged him to the bed, Ye Qian looked at him with a blank smile, his little face was red, Ji Muhang was also pulled by several children to toast several glasses of wine, with his drinking capacity, he definitely wouldn't get drunk, But now seeing Ye Qian's rosy face, long eyelashes fan out in beautiful arcs, sniffing the smell of alcohol on Ye Qian's body, he is drunk.

If wine is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated, and Ye Qian is intoxicated.

The lingering and fiery kiss came unexpectedly and unexpectedly, the drunkenness was captivating, and the love was naturally strong in the depths, Ji Muhang couldn't help himself because of Ye Qian's sudden proactive posture.

"You little confused spirit!" He sighed helplessly.

Looking at the person in his arms trying to get close to him, he deliberately played tricks, Ye Qian squinted his eyes and chased Ji Muhang's lips like a child trying to catch candy, and Ji Muhang deliberately prevented him from succeeding on purpose dodge.

"Hmm...I want...Xiaohang...Xiaohang..." Ye Qian complained in a daze of dissatisfaction, pouted like a child.

Ji Muhang teased him, "Who are you?"

"I am... I am... Ye Qian."

"Then who am I?"

"Xiao Hang."

Ye Qian said affirmatively, smirked at Ji Muhang, pouted to kiss him, "Do you hate it...I want to..."

"What do you want?" Ji Muhang guided in a low voice.

"I want to kiss!" Ye Qian suddenly shouted loudly.

Ji Muhang hurriedly covered his mouth. There are a lot of people next door. The sound insulation effect of this house is not guaranteed at all.

Ye Qian didn't get what he wanted, so he bit Ji Muhang's hand, and was about to shout again, when Ji Muhang leaned over and blocked his lips.

The breath of the Spring Festival Gala permeates thousands of households, the same Spring Festival Gala, different New Year’s Eve dinners.

Wang Yang and An Ran watched the Spring Festival Gala together and ate the New Year's Eve dinner together, which seemed unbelievable and interesting. The two made the New Year's Eve dinner together. Wang Yang didn't expect that An Ran could cook, and An Ran didn't expect that Wang Yang could cook. Surprised by the other party's craftsmanship, I became more curious about the other party again.

Wang Yang looked at An Ran's graceful eating, and suddenly burst out laughing.

An Ran looked up blankly, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Wang Yang smiled and waved his hands. "It's the first time I've seen someone who can eat an ordinary meal so elegantly. It feels as formal as eating Western food."

An Ran was stunned for a moment, then said helplessly, "Are you praising me, or are you going around the corner to hurt me?"

"Praise you," Wang Yang said with a teasing expression, "really, praise you."

An Ran looked at Wang Yang's suppressed smile and raised the corners of her mouth helplessly.

Li Wensen called Ye Qian to hear Ye Qian's voice, but he couldn't get through, so he went to find Ye Qian, looked up from downstairs in the car and saw the lights in Ye Qian's house were dim, and slammed the steering wheel hard Swear a foul word.

At this moment, Li Wensen's phone rang. Li Wensen looked at the name of the caller, hesitated whether to answer it, and then stretched out his hand.

"How about it, have you thought about that matter?" The cold and deep voice came from the phone, like the voice of a demon from hell, luring people into the abyss step by step.

Li Wensen squeezed the phone tightly.

The day when the rare warm winter sun appeared happened to be the temple fair in the small town. On this day, everyone would go to the famous local temple to pray to the gods and worship the Buddha for auspiciousness and peace of mind. I hope that everything can be done in the new year. Satisfactory.

Ji Muhang and Ye Qian also followed. Ji Muhang looked at the people burning incense and worshiping Buddha, and was infected by the atmosphere and went to worship Buddha. He bowed devoutly in front of the Buddha, not asking for a smooth career or glory and wealth. He put all his wishes To the person beside him, he hoped that Ye Qian would be happy and healthy forever and they could be happy forever.

Then he stuffed a few big red banknotes into the wooden box next to him in a corner that no one else could see, and the old monk who squinted next to him noticed this special young man when Jimuhang knelt down to worship the Buddha but didn't want to sign. There is no greed in his eyes, no hypocrisy in showing off his merits, his face is full of pious and serious prayers, and as far as his eyes can see is a handsome young man, conveying countless lingering loves in his eyes.

The old monk shook his head and sighed helplessly, grabbed Ji Muhang, put a consecrated white jade pendant of Avalokitesvara into Jimuhang's hand, and said with a friendly and kind face, "Please accept this thing, benefactor," and turned around again He looked at Ye Qian next to him, "Good deeds are rewarded with good deeds, and fate depends on fate."

Ye Qian looked confused.

Ji Muhang held the cold pendant lying in the palm of his hand, and frowned with a trace of suspicion in his eyes.He turned his head and hung the pendant on Ye Qian's neck with his own hands, the red rope looks very nice on the white and tender skin.

"I love you, Qianqian."

The old monk looked at Ji Muhang's series of actions, and there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes, "Fate is both destiny and man-made."

Ji Muhang nodded slightly and said lightly: "Thank you."

"The benefactor will come again when you have time, please take care." After speaking, he returned to his seat and narrowed his eyes to meditate again.There was a lot of noise around, but it seemed that the position on that side made people dare not approach and disturb them, as if they were floating outside the hustle and bustle.

Looking at the old monk's peaceful sitting posture, Ji Muhang was puzzled and confused.

Many relatives and friends came to Aunt Wu's house to pay New Year's greetings. Ji Muhang and Ye Qian were too embarrassed to bother them, so they went out to the back mountain to play.

The quietness of the back mountain is completely opposite to the lively scene in the village. Ji Muhang dragged Ye Qian along the path to the depths of the woods. Ye Qian was tired from walking and leaned against the trunk of a big tree, squinting his eyes and looking up at the sky. The sun shines on him from the gaps in the branches of the trees, and the warmth and comfort make him exude a cat-like lazy aura. Ji Muhang looked at it, and walked over to wrap him in his arms and kiss him up.

It was originally just a simple kiss at first, but it gradually changed its flavor during the time spent together. During the past few days at Aunt Wu's house, Ji Muhang didn't dare to make excessive moves, and often in the end he could only be restrained and stopped. , but after all, how can simple kisses and hugs by a young and passionate young man relieve the burning desire in his heart, especially when the one he loves is by his side but caring about it, Ji Muhang feels that if he continues like this, one day he will be unable to hold back Living.

The anger suffocated for several days was maximized in the relaxed environment around this time. Ye Qian heard the rapid and irregular breathing in his ears, and suddenly couldn't help but burst out laughing. Ji Muhang was kissing Ye Qian. Qian's ear, the hoarse voice said: "What's wrong?"

Ye Qian's smiling eyes were crooked, and he smiled angrily: "Look at your anxious look."

Ji Muhang heard that Ye Qian was making fun of himself, pretending to be angry, biting Ye Qian's nose and saying, "You little bastard has learned to tease me, let's see how I deal with you!" Under Ye Qian's clothes, Ye Qian was startled by the cold hands and shouted: "Take it out for me!"

"I won't take it out." Ji Muhang deliberately rubbed Ye Qian's warm and smooth body to tickle him.

Ye Qian's whole body twisted in Ji Muhang's arms as if his hair had exploded, and he kept laughing loudly, the corners of his eyes were wet with tears, his eyelashes were wet, and the corners of his eyes were shining.

Ji Muhang suddenly kissed him fiercely like a mad wolf, and pulled him tightly into his arms. Ji Muhang's tongue viciously swept across every mucous membrane in Ye Qian's mouth, and they breathed in each other's breath , the drooling sound made a reminiscent obscene sound, and the heart beat wildly, wanting to break through the chest and rush out.

Ji Muhang stroked every inch of Ye Qian's smooth, delicate and warm skin, feeling nostalgic and obsessed. This person made him madly in love with him.

"Honey, I love you."

"Xiao Hang, I love you too."

Life is as humble as duckweed, but love is as powerful as the sky.

"Brother Ji, you are leaving." Li Yao was a little sad, "Stay a few more days."

"I've bothered you these few days," Ji Muhang smiled lightly, "I'm really happy."

"Then when will we come again?" The little girl looked at Ji Muhang expectantly, "The back mountain is so beautiful in summer."

Ji Muhang smiled: "We will come when we have time."

Aunt Wu took Ye Qian's hand and chattered, completely treating Ye Qian as a child, Ye Qian listened patiently to Aunt Wu's nagging, nodding and saying a few words from time to time.

"Why don't you stay a few more days." Aunt Wu said with some resentment.

"Auntie, we will come back when we have time," Ye Qian whispered, "Take care of yourself."

Aunt Wu couldn't bear Ye Qian, she wiped her tears as she watched, "You, you have to take care of yourself." Feeling still uneasy, she said to Ji Muhang next to her, "Xiao Ji, Ah Qian, please take care of yourself." You took care of it."

How could Aunt Wu fail to see in the past few days that Ji Muhang really took care of Ye Qian and really treated Ye Qian well.

Ji Muhang nodded: "Auntie, don't worry, I will take good care of Ye Qian."

"Finally home!" Ji Muhang pushed Ye Qian down on the bed, and the two of them threw themselves on the bed.

Ji Muhang was lying on the bed with Ye Qian in his arms, and gently painted the corners of Ye Qian's delicate eyes and brows.

"Move here, Qianqian."

"Ah."

Ye Qian's breathing gradually became steady and he fell asleep. Ji Muhang's gentle eyes showed a hint of irritability and depression. The phone rang, and Ji Muhang quickly walked out of the bedroom with the phone and gently closed the door.

"Brother, are you back?"

"Ah."

"It's like this..."

While listening to Wang Yang's words, Ji Muhang changed his clothes, took the car keys and wallet and went out, went back to the door and wrote a note on the coffee table, looking at Ye Qian who was sleeping soundly in the bedroom, obediently like a child , squatted down and kissed Ye Qian gently on the forehead.

Wang Yang handed the prepared coffee to Ji Muhang.

"Brother, don't worry."

"Have you found out why?"

"These old fritters are deliberately defaulting on their payables with some insignificant excuses. These people are our major shareholders who have taken up a lot of funds. If they can't be resolved in time, I'm afraid..."

Ji Muhang pinched the center of his eyebrows, "Can you find out the reason?"

"It hasn't been found yet," Wang Yang looked at the tired Ji Muhang, "but these shareholders seem to have business dealings with Xitong."

Ji Muhang was taken aback, Wang Yang saw what he meant, and then said: "I checked, we have never dealt with them, there is no relationship, and of course there is no friction."

Ji Muhang felt his throat was a bit dry and pursed his lips, Wang Yang turned around and poured a glass of water for him.

"That……"

"I've looked for it." Wang Yang himself had a dry throat, poured himself a glass of water, took a big sip, then shook his head and said, "He's gone."

"But, he's going to the night tonight." Wang Yang said, turning his gaze to Ji Muhang.

Nightshade is the biggest bar entertainment venue in the city, but it's not just a bar...

Ji Muhang was not surprised that Wang Yang would investigate the whereabouts of such a ruthless character. On the surface, Wang Yang was quick-witted and lively like an ignorant child, but only Ji Muhang knew how powerful and smart the person in front of him was. Without Wang Yang, he might not be so Soon to achieve today's achievements, he is his most powerful right-hand man, also like a roundworm in his stomach, before he speaks, he knows what he is going to say, what he will do next, and he can always arrange everything.

"Thank you, Xiaoyang."

"Hey, brother, what are you talking about?"

Yes, they don't need to thank each other, they have already been in each other's hearts for so many years.