meet, fall in love

Seeing that Er Gouzi's paws on the door tended to freeze, Aunt Wang felt sorry for Bi Xia, and quickly picked up Er Gouzi and ran away.

When she was downstairs in the apartment, she called Bei Moyuan in a panic.

Bei Moyuan was in a meeting and missed Aunt Wang's first call. By the time he saw the phone, Aunt Wang had already called for nearly twenty times.

Frowning, Bei Moyuan paused his gestures and picked up the phone.

"My God, Mo Yuan, you finally answered the phone, come back quickly, something happened to Bi Xia, just now..."

After a crackling shout, Bei Moyuan picked out the key word and understood it, then quickly changed his expression, hung up the phone, got up and left.

Regarding the actions of his boss, Assistant Yuan was stunned for a while and quickly recovered. Only Mr. Bi could change the face of the boss.

He had no choice but to deal with the aftermath of his boss, and found an excuse to deal with the high-level executives in the conference room who were looking at each other in blank dismay.

In less than a minute, Bei Moyuan had already arrived at the door, and Aunt Wang and Er Gouzi, who were about to be frozen dumbfounded, saw him, and their eyes lit up as if they were seeing a savior.

This is not the first time Aunt Wang has met Bi Xia, let alone who doesn't know Bi Xia?She liked this young man very much, so she was naturally worried and distressed.

Er Gouzi was even more anxious. When he saw Bei Moyuan, he rushed up and dragged Bei Moyuan's trouser legs towards the door.

Bei Moyuan was not in the mood to appease Er Gouzi, shut him and Aunt Wang out, and went in by himself.

Bi Xia, who had already fainted from the pain, didn't know that his cold poison attack had frightened two people and one dog. When he woke up, there was already a person sitting beside him, holding ginger soup in his hand.

"Mr. Bei?"

Bei Moyuan hummed lightly. Seeing him sitting up, he stretched out his hand to set up the pillow for him to lean on. He didn't say anything, but silently fed Bixia ginger soup.

Bi Xia felt that the atmosphere was not right, and Mr. Bei seemed to be angry.

But he didn't do anything to make him angry~

Unable to stand the silent Mr. Bei with a cold face, Bi Xia built himself up mentally for a while before saying: "That...Mr. Bei, are you angry with me?"

Bei Moyuan paused the hand holding the bowl, then shook his head: "No."

"Then..." Before Bi Xia finished speaking, a spoonful of ginger soup was put in his mouth, so he had to let it go.

After finishing a bowl of ginger soup, neither of them exchanged a word.

Until Bi Xia couldn't take it anymore and wanted to go out to play with Ouyang Mo, just as he was about to get out of bed, Bei Moyuan held him down: "Xia Xia."

Bi Xia looked up at him: "?"

"You just recovered, lie down for a while." Bei Moyuan twisted the corner of the quilt for him, and continued to sit on the edge of the bed, the two of them looked at each other speechlessly.

Bei Moyuan thought for a while before meeting Bixia's probing eyes: "Can you tell me about your monthly cold poisoning, how did it come from?"

Bi Xia was caught by Bei Moyuan's gaze, and when he dodged, he was questioned.

He waved his hand: "So, Mr. Bei, you have been silent, are you just thinking about how to ask this question?"

Bei Moyuan was taken aback, then nodded.

"Pfft." Bi Xia thinks that Mr. Bei is really too funny, and the usual aloof persona is simply two faces, and the attitude of cautiously asking for answers is very cute.

"It's not a secret that can't be told, Mr. Bei, you don't have to be so careful, whoever we are with whom."

Bi Xia patted himself on the chest with a generous and free-spirited look: "When I was released from the Wild Prison 3000 years ago, someone slapped me, that's how the cold poison came from."

He spoke casually, just ignoring the flash of pain in his eyes.

When Bei Moyuan saw the pain+color flashing across those light silver eyes, his heart shrank. It wasn't that simple, but Xia Xia didn't want to say it.

He sighed, and reached out to cover Bi Xia's eyes: "Xia Xia, I'm sorry."

Bi Xia's eyes were covered, and he was a little stunned. When he heard his apology, he felt helpless.

This person... Really, it's too foul...

Why do you keep blaming yourself for things you shouldn't blame yourself for?

The two of them maintained this posture for a while before Bi Xia reached out and took away the hand covering his eyes, and held it in his hand, and then repeated the old trick: "Mr. Bei...do you want to hug?"

Bei Moyuan was slightly taken aback, before he nodded, he was hugged around the waist.

Bi Xia was thinking, and he didn't know when it started. He actually understood Mr. Bei's thoughts so much, but what to do, this man blamed himself because he loved him, so he could only coax him.

31. Xia Xia deserves the best

Bi Xia lived at Bei Moyuan's house for nearly half a month, and his house hadn't been fully decorated yet, and it was Christmas.

After Bei Moyuan left to go to the company, Bi Xia secretly moved all the things that had been mailed to her home, including Christmas trees, star lights, and various decorations that should be used for Christmas, and bought a large stack.

He moved a stack, and Er Gouzi also helped drag the stack with his mouth. It took half an hour for one person and one dog to move everything into Bei Moyuan's house.

Bi Xia is not in a hurry, anyway, it’s still early, playing with Er Gouzi while decorating the house, using demon power when tired, after finishing all the house decoration, and studying a table of past meals by himself, it’s dark up.

Predicting that Mr. Bei should be home soon, Bixia changed clothes to suit the occasion, turned off all the lights, turned on the star lights that surrounded the room, and sat down with Er Gouzi, who was wearing a red sweater and a Christmas hat. On the rug with the box next to the sofa.

When Bei Moyuan went downstairs, he saw that the lights at home were turned off, but he could feel Xia Xia's breath, and he curled his lips slightly, and he dodged out of the car and went directly to the door of the house.

When the door opened, there was a warm atmosphere in the shop. The stars and lights were not glaring. The warm yellow light hit the person and the dog wearing Santa hats. Bei Moyuan subconsciously softened the light in his eyes.

The man he loved was sitting on the snow-white carpet in a loose red sweater. The porcelain white skin was in stark contrast to the sweater, and his perfect facial features were all smiling, so beautiful.

Bi Xia saw that Bei Moyuan had been standing at the door looking at him, his eyes were burning hot, as if he was about to be roasted, and the tips of his ears were a little red, so he let go of Er Gouzi and stood up, and he smiled and leaned over: "Mr. Bei, Merry, Christmas!,"

Looking at the person walking towards him, Bei Moyuan's eyes darkened. He stretched out his hand and pulled the person into his arms. The scenes he had imagined countless times kept rolling in his mind. This person would always stay by his side. By his side, smiling brightly at him, welcoming him at home, and giving him surprises on festivals, if possible, he even hopes that Xia Xia can tell him that he loves him at this time.

Bi Xia was hugged suddenly, he was a little dazed, but he didn't refuse, and put his hands around the man's waist, his smiling light silver eyes seemed to be filled with the Milky Way: "Mr. Bei, are you so enthusiastic? I haven't given you a gift yet." ~"

Bei Moyuan laughed lowly, and Bi Xia could clearly feel the vibration in his chest, so he also laughed.

"Don't worry, Xia Xia, please accept my gift first, okay?" Bei Moyuan pressed Bi Xia's shoulder, pulled him out of his arms and stood facing each other.

Bi Xia thought for a while, and felt that it didn't matter who sent it first, and nodded: "Okay."

It's just that when he met Shangbei Moyuan's eyes, he felt that the current atmosphere was not good. There was a feeling that it was very suitable for confession. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the bottom of his eyes flashed...

"But Mr. Bei, before you give me a gift, can you put on that sweater first?" Bi Xia pointed to the sweater on the sofa and grinned.

Bei Moyuan nodded, and changed into a sweater of the same style as Bixia Ergouzi without saying a word.

Bi Xia pinched his chin, and kept smiling, feeling like a family of three.

He held the phone, and without asking Bei Moyuan's permission, he picked up Er Gouzi and forced himself into the camera. The two of them and the dog took many photos together, and took many photos with Bei Moyuan alone, before putting down the phone in satisfaction.

Bei Moyuan pushed the man down on the sofa, then squatted in front of Bi Xia, took out a box from his suit pocket, and put the box in Bi Xia's palm: "Open it and have a look."

Bi Xia raised his eyebrows and slapped his mouth. Pao: "Mr. Bei, why don't you give me a ring, the one with the same style as yours~"

Smiling, Bei Moyuan didn't answer him, but his black eyes were locked on him, as if he was about to drown someone.

Although a certain person has a thick skin, he couldn't bear Mr. Bei's view the most. With a light cough, he turned his eyes away, and looked down at the high-end gray velvet box in his hand. Under the expectant gaze, I opened it.

A necklace that still reflected golden light in the dim light was reflected in Bi Xia's eyes, making his pupils shrink: "It's so beautiful!!"

The entire necklace is in the shape of a fan, like an enlarged version of tears, about one centimeter in diameter on the plane, golden, and carved into a hollow shape, and the hollow pattern is a nine-tailed demon fox with only seven tails. Bi Xia knew it at a glance. That's his current form.

The eye part is particularly ingenious, and the gold powder that was wasted because it was carved into a hollow is condensed into an eyeball, which hangs at the hollow eye part and rotates slowly.

I couldn't wait to take it out, and as soon as I touched it, there was an obvious force going into Bi Xia's body, which was very comfortable.

This necklace is full of powerful monster power, it is harmless, on the contrary, it is especially beneficial to him.

Bi Xia suddenly raised his eyes, and looked at Bei Moyuan complicatedly: "Mr. Bei! You!!"

Bei Moyuan: "What's wrong?"

"I'm really not stupid, Mr. Bei." Resignedly, Bi Xia lifted up the necklace and dropped it between the two.

The exquisite necklace dangled back and forth, making Bi Xia's eyes red, his throat dry, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Is this made of your protective heart scale? Why?"

"Xia Xia deserves the best."

The heart-protecting scales of dragons are not inferior to the demon pills of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox Clan in terms of popularity. The more powerful the dragon, the more widely used the heart-protecting scales are.