After ABO amnesia

In early June, the invitation that Sebastian Balmond mentioned was sent to Mingjue's residence.

The rolling gold invitation clearly states that Sr. Mingjue and Sr. Qin Li are invited to attend the birthday party at Balmond Manor on June [-]th.

When Sebastian verbally invited him that day, he did not mention that it was a birthday party.Qin Li thought it was just an ordinary banquet.

Looking at it now, since Sebastian would invite him and Ming Jue to the Balmond family's birthday party, the other party naturally did not treat them as outsiders.Or to be more precise, the relationship between Ming Jue and Sebastian is closer than he thought.

Thinking of this, Qin Li couldn't help but find it funny.

What on earth does someone like Mingjue, who never lacks Omega around him, see in him?

Ever since the kissing incident in the living room happened that day, Ming Jue always vaguely had physical contact with him when he was awake, sometimes pretending to touch his hand on the table unintentionally, Sometimes, the distance between the two of them would be suddenly shortened, and the other party's hot breath would be spit on the base of his ear while bowing his head and speaking next to his ear.

The scary thing is——

Just like Ming Jue said, he doesn't seem to resent Alpha's touch and kiss as much as he imagined.

However, the relationship between the two has just come to an end, and there is no other further progress.The main reason is that Ming Jue is getting more and more busy, several times Qin Li didn't even see him at the dinner table.

That was the day I received Sebastian's invitation.

Ming Jue went out early in the morning, but he was still nowhere to be seen at dinner time.

Even if Qin Li didn't ask, when Carlos caught the moment of confusion in his eyes, he would explain thoughtfully: "The master has gone to the plantation, and he probably won't be back until late at night."

Qin Li wanted to refute that he didn't care about such things, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that too many explanations were very hypocritical.

He changed the subject, "Carlos, go ask Thelma and Samuel to come out and eat together."

Carlos was taken aback, obviously not expecting Qin Li's sudden warm invitation, "Sir, this is not in compliance with the rules." He replied in a proper and rigid manner.

"Come on. I don't pay your wages, so I don't have a master-servant relationship with you."

Carlos was bossed around before because he couldn't trust whether the other party would hurt him.Now, having been with Carlos and the others for so long, and knowing what they are like, I understand that everyone is just an ordinary person like myself, and there is no distinction between high and low.

Seeing Qin Li's firm attitude, Carlos called Thelma and Samuel.

The cook, Thelma, was about the same age as Carlos.However, unlike Carlos' overly sensitive and worrying character, Selma is very cheerful and talkative.As soon as she heard that Qin Li invited them to have a meal together, Thelma let out her signature hearty laughter, and her voice could be heard across the aisle between the restaurant and the kitchen, "Holy Virgin Mary! Mr. Li is really A sweet boy!"

After a while, Carlos and Thelma came in with four major dishes of staple food, three of which were the same and were the simplest local food, while the remaining one was a delicacy prepared for Qin Li.

Samuel came in last.He was wearing a tracksuit for mobility and a gun at his waist.He is not good at words, he always keeps a straight face, and only Thelma can melt his heart with a smile, pushing the most of the three main dishes in front of Samuel, "Poor child, you are growing up!" Body, eat more!"

Samuel was also not polite to her, and started gobbling with his head down.The previous grim image was gone.

Only Carlos whispered anxiously beside them to remind them not to be too presumptuous in the master's house.

Qin Li guessed that this was the truest appearance of the three of them in private.Compared to the silent dinner with only him and Mingjue, he prefers the fireworks.

It was as if a flame suddenly ignited in the bottom of my heart, warming the entire cold atrium.

***

Ming Jue came back much earlier than expected.

When he got home, Thelma had just cleaned up the kitchen and left, and there were only three men left in the living room playing poker around the low coffee table—

It's not easy to convince Carlos to accompany them to fool around.Qin Li made Carlos nod reluctantly by using the excuse that he was about to be bored to death.

I don't know whether Carlos and Samuel are too weak, or Qin Li is really a master at playing cards. The three of them changed several different ways of playing, and Qin Li won every hand.

Carlos looked at Samuel's forehead covered with notes, touched the long white strip in front of his eyes, and couldn't help sighing, "My God. If this is really gambling, I will lose tonight and lose everything."

Samuel glanced at him, pierced the reality coldly, and said: "Mr. Carlos, if this is gambling, you will never go to this poker table."

Qin Li laughed out loud.It's rare to feel that Samuel has a sense of humor.

And at this moment, Ming Jue came in.

He looked at the scattered cards on the coffee table and coughed lightly. Carlos immediately stood up like a frightened bird, and threw all the cards in his hand on the coffee table.Several cards nearly fell to the ground.

Looking at Samuel again, Carlos threw the cards and surrendered, and he also stood up quietly, the joyful smile of a young man that had finally appeared on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by the usual coldness of a killer.

Ming Jue didn't need to say anything more, the two of them retreated knowingly.

The little bit of interest that Qin Li finally had was completely wiped out.He stayed where he was, lazily leaning against the back of the sofa, no longer paying attention to the messy cards on the coffee table, and joked to Mingjue: "I suddenly realized that in their eyes, you are like a jackal."

Hearing such words, Ming Jue raised his eyebrows, "How do you say that?"

Qin Li: "Samuel, I can understand, but even a person like Carlos who has half a foot in the coffin is afraid of you, I think you are not simple."

Ming Jue sat on the armchair where Samuel was sitting, with an appearance of humbly asking for advice, "Why do you understand Samuel's state of mind?"

Qin Li pretended not to hear the possessiveness in his words, "Although he is a killer, he still has to obey his master. The masters of ordinary killers are not good people. In order to make their subordinates obedient, they use Deterrence is often the only means, because only fear can completely dominate another, isn't it?"

Ming Jue stared at him for a long time, then chuckled lightly, "Brother Li, in your eyes, I'm not a good person, am I?"

"Are you?"

Qin Li's rhetorical question was like dropping a bomb.

However, the opponent he was going to attack did not easily accept the thunder, but changed the topic, "Seb said he sent someone to send the invitation, did you receive it?"

Qin Li didn't care either, he changed the subject.

"Got it, it's an invitation to a birthday party. Whose birthday is it?"

Ming Jue gave a short answer: "Seb."