Quick Wear: Catch That Bunny

About seven or eight days later, Ming Ye, who had been working day and night, finally found the signal of Gong Ziqi's spaceship. He immediately rushed over and met Gong Ziqi on the spaceship.

The man who was usually meticulous, elegant and dignified, was like a trapped beast at this moment, staring at him with his scarlet eyes and the gun in his hand pointed at his heart.

"Give her back to me."

"No."

These two simple words destroyed Ming Ye's patience. If he refused to hand over the person, then he could die.

Just let them all die, just kill him, by killing him, I can rescue little Muse.

"Mr. Ming! I'm fine! Put the gun down!"

The little guy just went to get a piece of cake, and when he came back he saw Gong Ziqi being pointed at by Ming Ye with a gun. He was so scared that he threw the cake away and ran over.

Gong Ziqi treated her very well. He took her away only to seek justice for himself and his mother.

Seeing her running over, Ming Ye threw away the gun tremblingly and gently held her in his arms, as if he was confirming something.

Ming Ye didn't have the courage to confirm until he held her in his arms, smelled her scent, and heard her voice.

"It's you...it's really you...I'm glad you're okay..."

"Mr. Ming!"

Ming Ye fainted.

He hadn't slept for more than two hours in seven or eight days, and his belief in finding her kept him awake. After confirming that she was really okay, he fainted with relief.

Wen Nuo felt very uncomfortable when he saw Ming Ye’s haggard face. It was all her fault. If she hadn’t been so stubborn as to want to stay, he wouldn’t be like this.

"Gong Ziqi, can you please help me? Mr. Ming became like this because of me."

Gong Ziqi couldn't help but roll his eyes. Wasn't it just that he fainted due to exhaustion? Why was he making it like a life-and-death separation? Why was he pretending to be so high and mighty to gain sympathy?

"He just didn't get enough sleep. He won't die, even if he lies on the ground."

Why would he help his love rival when he has nothing better to do? Si Yu is mentally ill to help Shen Zhiye, but Gong Ziqi is not mentally ill.

Since he said so, Wen Nuo didn't know what to say. If he was willing to help, then he could help. If he didn't want to help, she could do it herself.

The tiny Wen Nuo pulled Ming Ye's arm onto his shoulder, cheered himself up, and tried to pull Ming Ye up.

Unfortunately, she couldn't pull Ming Ye. Ming Ye didn't move at all. Instead, she fell to the ground. If Gong Ziqi hadn't quickly caught her, she would have hit the table leg.

"Why don't you just open your mouth and beg me? What's the point of having a long mouth?"

Don’t you know how much your little body weighs? It’s just a matter of words.

"I saw that you didn't like Mr. Ming, and I thought..."

He doesn't like Ming Ye, but he likes her.

"Okay, let me do it. You go sit over there. What's the point of showing off your abilities with your little arms and legs?"

Gong Ziqi picked up Ming Ye and threw him on the sofa. If it wasn't for Wen Nuo's consideration, he would have thrown Ming Ye out through the window.

Although he also wanted to throw Mingye out now.

"It's okay. I don't have a fever or get hurt. You don't have to worry. Didn't you just complain about being hungry? Go eat something."

"No, I want to wait for Mr. Ming to wake up."

Mr. Ming, Mr. Ming, there was only that Ming Ye in her eyes.

"Okay, you're the little ancestor, I'll go get you something to eat, okay?"

That is to say, he was willing to pamper her like this, and he kept moving forward even though he knew she had someone she liked.

He shouldn't have been ridiculed as a bootlicker before, but now what's the difference between him and a bootlicker? Damn it!