Wife-chasing crematorium of a wealthy old man

Qi Zhijie undid the buttons of the collar of his shirt with one hand a little impatiently, pressing down on Mu Xunqin's hand hard.

Mu Xun was pressed against the door panel and there was no room for escape.

Although he was the one who teased him first, he never thought that Qi Zhijie would kiss him.

Still so aggressive.

Therefore, children who have just grown up for a short time will always be at a disadvantage in the lingering love.

It was the first time he saw Qi Zhijie in disheveled clothes. The buttons on his collar seemed to have collapsed because of too much force when he unfastened them, and they fell to the floor with a dull sound.

In the past, the man who was not even allowed to have any wrinkles in his clothes was now wearing a white shirt with broken buttons.

The half-hidden scenery of the neck and even the chest was exposed.

Seeing Mu Xun's ears turned red, he couldn't help feeling shy.

Qi Zhijie freed up one hand to hold Mu Xun's face which was dodging again and again, rubbing against his lips tirelessly, and when the love was strong, both of them gasped.

Mu Xun could feel how hot the body of the man pressing him was now.

Mu Xun finally had a chance to speak when he temporarily let go of his lips and turned to his sensitive side neck. He was bitten comfortably, and gasped softly: "Qi Zhijie..."

Qi Zhijie's ears turned red, and the moment he heard the man calling his name, his lower abdomen swelled up again.

The child seemed to know nothing, and seemed to understand everything.

At that time, Uncle He's voice came from downstairs: "Muxun."

The two people in the room who had temporarily left their reason behind them only came to their senses at this moment.

Mu Xun grabbed the shirt fabric on Qi Zhijie's chest, panting heavily.

Seeing that there was no movement, Uncle He downstairs walked upstairs with his hands behind his back at a slightly staggering pace.

The sound of his footsteps was getting closer and clearer in Mu Xun's ears.

"Muxun? You won't fall asleep again, right?" Uncle He stood in front of the old mahogany door in the attic and knocked on the door.

He didn't know that the red-faced two who were entwined and kissing were only a door away from him.

Mu Xun squeezed Qi Zhijie's shirt tightly in fright, and looked at him in panic.

The man seemed quite calm, and he winked at him, motioning him to speak.

"I didn't... didn't sleep, what's wrong?" Mu Xun's voice became hoarse.

"I have stewed pork bone soup, come out and drink it."

It was rare for Qi Zhijie to see such a cowardly Mu Xun, so he pinched the soft flesh on his waist, deliberately teasing him.

Mu Xun was caught off guard and couldn't hold back a soft hum.

Uncle He outside the door was puzzled: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Mu Xun's face flushed instantly, and he looked at Qi Zhijie with shame and annoyance, but he smiled complacently.

"No, I hit the foot of the bed." He bit his lip and answered the ignorant Uncle He outside the door.

"Then come down quickly, I'll turn off the fire."

Uncle He outside the door finally walked downstairs slowly, and Mu Xun in the room finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that the man on top of him didn't seem to want to let go of him, and stared straight at him with those iconic peach eyes.

"I...I'm going downstairs to drink soup." Mu Xun didn't dare to raise his eyes, and pushed him slightly.

Only then did Qi Zhijie let go of him, and said vaguely: "Then I'll wait here for you to come back and continue?"

"You... you need to save your face." Mu Xun's face was already flushed, and his body temperature was hotter than when he had a fever.

He couldn't stay with Qi Zhijie any longer.

Otherwise... sooner or later he will be "burned to death".

He quickly opened the door and slipped out.

Seeing him fleeing in despair, Qi Zhijie raised his lips and smiled slightly.

Mu Xun, who was drinking soup downstairs, looked absent-minded, the aftertaste on his face and his swollen mouth were really eye-catching.

Fortunately, Uncle He couldn't see clearly without reading glasses because he was old, so he thought Mu Xun had a fever again, otherwise why would his face be so red.

After finishing the soup, Mu Xun was really afraid that Qi Zhijie would be waiting for him in the room.

He has already started to think that the underpants he is wearing today seem to be embarrassingly colorful, whether Qi Zhijie will laugh at himself.

But the facts proved that he was overthinking, when he returned to the attic, there was no one in the room, only a few lingering woody scents were left to prove that what happened just now was not Mu Xun's erotic dream.

After returning home, Qi Zhijie dug out from his suitcase the New Year postcard that Mu Xun gave him every year.

Every year, he would return Mu Xun with an official and emotionless greeting postcard.

But in fact, he prepares another postcard for Mu Xun every year.

Only he never sent it.

He put the white jade finger ring that he hid and didn't wear every time he went back to Manhe and put it back on his thumb, feeling the boundless love surging in his heart.

A hazy moonlight poured in from outside the window sills, standing in front of the window, Qi Zhijie was twirling a grease-colored jade wrench in his hand.

Although the moonlight was hazy, his mind had never been so clear.

In the early morning of the next day, Uncle He handed Mu Xun an exquisite iron box: "I gave it to you from Zhijie."

Mu Xun was stunned_feet caramel hot_God, took it blankly: "What about others?"

"Pay it back."

"Did he say when he will be back?" Mu Xun asked hastily.

"He didn't mention that."

Mu Xun looked down at the iron box in his hand, and walked back to the room in a daze, before he dared to open it carefully.

Inside the box were three postcards, a letter and a number of trinkets carved out of jade in the shape of lambs.

The first postcard was written by Qi Zhijie during the Spring Festival three years ago:

Children, I am very happy to receive your postcard, remember to be happy every day.

The second reads:

Child, I want to watch fireworks with you.

The third one is this year's Spring Festival:

Axun, I really miss you this year, and I spend more time looking at the jade finger every day than looking at the company report.

He didn't know why the postcard sent to him only had four words: Tongle, thank you.

There was also a letter dated last night.

Mu Xun felt that his head was a little numb, and he opened the letter. It was written in Qi Zhijie's handwriting that he was familiar with.

Asun:

I have made lamb-shaped jade articles many times, good or bad, I want to give it to you.

But because there is no reason, they can only stay in the box without seeing the light.

Like the fact that I love you.

But I don't want to go on like this.

They have to come out of the box sooner or later, like I love you, I have to admit.

will you Love Me?Asun.

When the hibiscus blooms and when I come back, please tell me an answer.

——Lao Qi

To this day, Mu Xun still remembers how fast his heart beat when he read that letter.

At that time, Qi Zhijie was speaking at a seminar on the Antique Street project.

Because Mu Xun had just quarreled with him last night, and he didn't want to give him a good face, so he kept his mouth shut the whole time with a sad face.

Everyone could see that Mr. Mu was not happy, so everyone dared not show their anger, let alone discuss it.

Only Qi Zhijie denied Mu Xun's plan from beginning to end.

Mu Xun felt that he was just looking for faults, and he obviously worked with the project team for several nights to come up with this set of plans: "Mr. Qi, this is already the third version of the plan, are you sure you're not picking bones? "

"This is the first time for the Mu family to come into contact with such a project as the Antique Street. It is normal to have problems. If the original plan is implemented, this Antique Street will be exactly the same as the Antique Street in every city. There will be no highlights. There is no memory point, and no city characteristics, so I would like to ask, why do people come here." Qi Zhijie frowned his beautiful sword eyebrows, and his tone was serious and severe.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's vote with a show of hands. Raise your hand if you think the plan needs to be changed a lot." Mu Xun folded his arms around his chest, and lazily raised his eyes to look at the other people on the table.

This raised eye was clearly a naked threat.

All the small employees and small shareholders of the Mu family sitting here, how dare they offend Mu Xun.

As a result, Tongtong froze on his seat as if he was playing with a wooden man and whoever moved would lose.

Mu Xun raised his eyebrows proudly and looked at Qi Zhijie: "Look, everyone thinks it's unnecessary, and they are going to go down and start construction..."

"No."

Before Mu Xun finished speaking, he was cut off by Qi Zhijie's cold words.

"Mr. Xiaomu, I hold [-]% of the shares just like you. If I don't nod, this plan cannot be implemented." Qi Zhijie didn't give him any face.

Mu Xun bit his lip, and couldn't help cursing in his heart: No wonder he insisted on half of the shares, so he was here waiting for him.

"Boss Qi said that to fight against me."

"It's not against you, Axun, how can I be willing to be against you, I'm just discussing the matter..." Qi Zhijie's tone of iron just softened instantly.

The expressions of the other people at the meeting were subtle, and there was a little melon look in their confusion.

Why are these two arguing and flirting...

"Okay, then you can make this plan yourself, I don't care, let's do it." Mu Xun spread his hands and put them up.

"No, Axun, you have to stay with me."

Mu Xun was speechless, thinking that Qi Zhijie was looking for faults.

The others were even more speechless. For a moment, they didn't know whether they were holding a meeting or watching young couples quarreling here.

The conference ended without any effect, and Mu Xun raised his head and prepared to leave.

But Qi Zhijie called to stop.

"Ah Xun, I will have my design team over tomorrow, and you should come over too, and we will look at the plan together."

Mu Xun stopped in his tracks, and replied angrily: "Mr. Qi is so good, you can rest assured if you stare at me."

Immediately took a step.

Qi Zhijie stretched out his hand to grab his elbow in the belt, and said in a slightly anxious tone: "I can't help you watch every time, Axun, one day, you will be alone watching the entire Mu family .”

Mu Xun lowered his eyes, turned his head slightly, and his eyes followed the trend from the slender hand resting on his elbow to meet Qi Zhijie's worry-filled peach blossom eyes.

Suddenly, I felt that I was too narrow-minded.

He softened his tone: "Understood, I will come." Then he shook off the man's hand and left.

Qi Zhijie looked at the man's back and stood there with a lonely expression.

The author says:

Lao Qi still has two faces hahahaha

我要和老齐学习不要脸嘿嘿感谢在2022-08-2816:30:03~2022-08-2922:48:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Bear Kiss ToT1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Yu 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Trinity Not Easy;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!