Wife-chasing crematorium of a wealthy old man

Mu Xun and Qi Zhijie plan to stay in Lanjing for a while.

Now it's Mu Xun's "living under the fence". Qi Jie knew that Mu Xun would not be able to get used to living in Qi's house, after all, he would always see Ji Zhilun up and down, so he arranged Mu Xun in his house. In a private residence.

Since then, Mu Xun has lived a canary-like life in Lanjing, waiting in the apartment every day for Qi Zhijie to come back from the company, during which time he did not forget to get into the kitchen to study cooking skills.

He often cooks a table of dark dishes and waits for Qi Zhijie to come back for dinner.

Now, apart from Mu Xun’s spare rib soup, there are several dishes that make Qi Zhijie’s hair stand on end, such as sweet mapo beans and sweet pickled fish. Otherwise, you will definitely be short-sighted.

At night, he said to Mu Xun solemnly: "I'll find an aunt, so you don't have to be so tired from cooking every day."

The main reason is that he doesn't want to eat the sweet mapo tofu anymore.

"No, I like to cook, don't you want to wash the dishes?" Mu Xun sat cross-legged on the sofa and ate snacks.

"No, I'm afraid you're tired." The man walked up to him and took the snack bag from his hand, "Eat these junk food again."

Mu Xun pouted, sullen.

For the next few days, he was sulking.

Because Qi Zhijie had left early and returned late these two days, and never came back to eat with him, and his speeches were always entertaining, it was hard to prevent Mu Xun from suspecting that he had a dog outside.

Throughout the night, he was acting petty and ignoring Qi Zhijie.

If he had encountered such a situation three years ago, Mu Xun thought, he would have swallowed his anger and just thought he was thinking too much, but now, he would not do such resentment.

It was nearly twelve o'clock, Qi Zhijie returned to the bedroom from the study, took a shower and went to bed as usual, and took Mu Xun into his arms with his big hands.

But this time Mu Xun did not obediently lie in his arms and talk in his sleep as usual, but rolled back from his arms to the edge of the bed.

Only then did Qi Zhijie realize that the little guy was angry.

He leaned close to Mu Xun, put his big hands on the man's waist, trying to wrap the man into his arms again.

Unfortunately, in less than a second, Mu Xun put his hand away.

"What's wrong?" Qi Zhijie asked him softly.

Mu Xun turned his back to the man and remained silent.

"What's wrong?" The old man after three years really knows how to be soft.

Every time Mu Xun gave up and apologized without giving Mu Xun a chance to lose his temper, and Mu Xun hit the cotton with his fist every time.

"Qizhijie." He called the man's name in a cold voice.

"Speak, I'm listening." The man still replied softly behind him.

Mu Xun pursed his lips, and said in an aggrieved tone, "Do you have someone outside?"

As soon as these words came out, Qi Zhijie became very nervous, and hurriedly said, "Why do you think so? How could I..."

"You leave before I open my eyes every morning, and I come back at night when I close my eyes and sleep. What are you doing? You want to separate yourself from me?" Mu Xun became angrier as he spoke, got up from the bed, and opened Lamp on the cabinet.

Soft eyes enveloped the room, and also sprinkled on Mu Xun's side face.

He folded his arms around his chest, leaned against the soft cushion at the head of the bed with his lips pursed, and looked straight ahead, not looking at Qi Zhijie.

Qi Zhijie liked to see Mu Xun's angry look very much, and he didn't know when he had such a bad taste.

So, the man raised his head and stared at him, those peach blossom eyes were rarely so bright.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Mu Xun lowered his eyes angrily, and happened to catch a glimpse of the man's expression of joy.

Shocked and angry at the same time: "Qi Zhijie, what do you mean?"

"Axun, you don't know how cute you look when you are angry and jealous."

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Dare he be mad this guy thinks he's flirting...

Mu Xun's face darkened several degrees again, and the smiling man propped his head on his arms and explained to him: "There are really a lot of social gatherings these days, but don't worry, there will be none in the future." .”

"What do you mean?"

"Because just now, I have processed all the documents and handed them over to Zhilun, and everyone in Zehua will know that I am resigning tomorrow." He didn't expect that he would be misunderstood by his wife if he wanted to finish work early and go home to accompany his wife. There is a dog.

Of course, it's a little bit to be with my wife, and it's also good to escape the dark cooking for a day.

Mu Xun still twisted the small expression on his face: "Really?"

The man put his arms around him, leaned his whole body towards him, and put his face on Mu Xun's stomach: "You don't believe me?"

Through the thin clothes, Mu Xun could feel the man's hair, unconsciously rubbing against his abdomen, making his heart itch.

"I gave up so many handsome boys for you, if you dare..." Before he finished speaking, his brain caught up with his mouth.

It's over, I feel like I said the wrong thing.

Sure enough, the man leaning on his stomach suddenly turned his head and asked him with burning eyes: "I forgot to ask you, how many boyfriends have you had in the past three years?"

Why was he turned into a guest suddenly, Mu Xun pursed his lips and smiled embarrassingly.

The man narrowed his expression slightly: "Speak quickly."

"What about you? How many have you had before me, and how many have you had after me?" No, he had to bring the situation back.

"No, not before you, not after you, only you." Qi Zhijie replied firmly.

Before Mu Xun, he never thought about who he would like, he only thought that all the likes and loves were just because of the connection of interests, until he met Mu Xun.

During the three years in between, he devoted himself to Zehuali, thinking of seeing Mu Xun as soon as possible every day.

Mu Xun didn't expect this old man to be so innocent, he always thought he was a veteran in love.

"Now it's your turn to talk." Qi Zhijie didn't intend to let Mu Xun go.

He also really wanted to ask, although he might not be happy to hear the answer to this question, after all, Mu Xun was a famous playboy in Fudong.

Mu Xun pursed his lips and blinked those clear eyes like a harmless little fox: "Are you sure you want to listen?"

The man got up from the bed, and just like Mu Xun, he leaned back against the cushion and stared straight ahead: "Well, tell me."

A look like an enemy.

Mu Xun tilted his neck to look at him, and couldn't help but want to tease him: "Well...then I have to count, one... two, three... four."

Before he finished counting, suddenly there was a whirlwind in front of his eyes.

By the time he realized it, he had already been crushed under Qi Zhijie's body. As if punishing himself, the man blocked his chattering mouth roughly and bit the tip of his tongue.

He was in pain, and while retracting his tongue, he pushed and pushed Qi Zhijie: "Um..."

The man left his lips, and the tails of his eyes were scarlet: "Did that guy on the leash and that zebra ever kiss you? How many times have they kissed you? Huh?"

Three questions, directly confused Mu Xun.

After reacting for a long time, he was about to answer, but the man kissed her again without hesitation.

Mu Xun's body subconsciously recognized Qi Zhijie's approach as a dangerous reaction.

So he quickly turned his head away and refused to kiss Qi Zhijie.

The man who was covered in jealousy was not willing to give up, he raised the hand with the jade wrench on the thumb of his left hand and grabbed his chin.

His fingertips ran across Mu Xun's jawline, and finally pinched his chin forcefully to force his face to face her, and kissed Mu Xun's soft lips uncompromisingly.

He suddenly didn't want to listen to Mu Xun's answer. Of course, he was afraid that he would have a cerebral hemorrhage at the age of 32.

His kiss was strong enough to make Mu Xun feel suffocated, as if he was in the vast ocean, and the sea surged and rolled up until he swallowed himself.

He could only bear it silently, reaching the limit.

After a long time, the man stopped this barbaric plunder and left Mu Xun's lips.

Mu Xun panted heavily, and his heavy and ambiguous breathing filled the room.

He blushed, his swollen lips parted slightly: "I... I'll just say it, don't do this."

"Don't say it." The man's voice was hoarse.

Those peach blossom eyes were covered by a layer of haze.

"Don't you want to hear it?"

"I don't want to, I admit that I have a small stomach, and I can't hear what happened between you and others." Qi Zhijie said, and then let go of Mu Xun's hand that was imprisoned by him, and the body that was crushed on Mu Xun's body also intend to leave.

But Mu Xun grabbed his neck suddenly, not letting him get off his body, raised his head and kissed the man's cheek as if comforting: "No, no one else, I brought Lu Zhizhou and Chen Si to act , As for the others, I wanted to be with others and let go of the past, but every time I failed."

In the past three years, he has no shortage of high-quality suitors around him, and he has indeed lingered in the land of Fengyue, hoping to temporarily forget about Qi Zhijie.

It's just that every time it's just self-deception.

In this world, no one can replace Qizhi Festival.

"So, for the past three years, you have loved me. It's true, isn't it?"

Mu Xun knew that Old Dog Qi was worrying about gains and losses again.

"You don't believe me?" Mu Xun smiled, and asked him in the same tone that Qi Zhijie asked himself just now.

"You are very good at deceiving." The man buried his head in the hollow of his neck.

Mu Xun touched his head, and clamped his legs around the man's waist: "I love you, I never lied to you, I lied to you when I said I didn't love you, idiot."

He really didn't expect that the situation where he questioned Qi Zhijie turned into coaxing Qi Zhijie.

That's all, this old dog who lacks love is also quite pitiful.

Who told him to have the heart of a Bodhisattva?

......

The next day's breakfast was egg noodles made by Qi Zhijie.

Mu Xun beat his sore waist and refused to get up from the bed.

"Get up, slob."

"You still call me a slob? Who did it?"

"It's me, it's me... How about I take you to Wanbao Building today?"

"Then you give me the set of glazed cups inside."

"I'll give you everything."

Axun, I will give you whatever you want.

The author says:

There will be about three or four chapters and the extra episode will be over~

Can I ask for a liquid~ I want to break 500(￣￣)