I'm fierce, I'm aggressive

Two days later, on a rest day, Xing Wengang stayed up all night, repaired the film shot in Sanya and sent it to Yue Hengjie.

The sun has already risen, so if you want to sleep now, you can only draw the curtains.

Xing Wen saw Mu Chen driving out in a daze, went to make milk in a drowsy state, fed himself, fell to bed, and fell asleep motionless like a corpse.

Not half an hour later, the mobile phone that had been left on bedside and forgot to mute began to sing.

Xing Wen moved with great difficulty, closed his eyes and touched the phone accurately: "Who?"

"Me." Mu Chen's voice came out.

"Well, husband." Xing Wen fell asleep holding the phone.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for more than half a minute before Mu Chen said: "You are stupid, you are sleeping, the courier has arrived, remember to pick it up."

Xing Wen didn't know if he heard it or not, and he fell into the bed completely as soon as he hung up the phone.

At 09:30 in the morning, the express delivery vehicle passed by the villa. Xing Wen held his toothbrush in his mouth and looked in shock at the boxes piled up in the entrance.

Which brand of prodigal kid is Mu Chen?

Gritting his teeth, Xing Wen dismantled all the express boxes and moved them into the house. After eleven o'clock, the doorbell rang as promised.

The smell of food was wafting in the house, braised pork was stewed in the pot, Xing Wen opened the door.

"Teacher Xing is bothering you." Yuan Qi was wearing a beige cashmere coat, holding his younger sister Yuan You by the hand, "Call someone."

The little girl sullenly shouted sullenly, "Hello, Uncle."

Xing Wen's smile gradually disappeared, Yuan Qi quickly blamed him and said: "Mr. Xing is as old as me, you should call me brother."

"Mum said that the one who gets married is the uncle." Yuan You said.

"It's okay, you can shout anything." Xing Wen let them into the room, and turned on the TV for Yuan You.

"It's amazing, Teacher Xing can cook by himself." Yuan Qi followed him to the kitchen, "Where's Brother Mu? Have a job today?"

"Well, I should be back soon." Xing Wen checked the meat in the pot, "Let's eat first, don't wait for him."

"Ah, really... I originally came to apologize to you, but it turned out to be a meal." Yuan Qi said, "I'm really sorry for the poor reception at the banquet last night."

"It's okay, my cousin didn't continue to bother you, did he?" Xing Wen took the meat out.

The door of the house opened from the outside, obviously Mu Chen came back from work.

"Uncle Mu." Yuan You called from the sofa.

Mu Chen: "..."

Yuan Qi was about to go out to say hello, when Xing Wen re-entered the kitchen and said, "Help me look at the cabinet above, I remember there are children's bowls and chopsticks for Yuan You to use."

"Haha, you still have this at home, because you don't want to have a baby with Brother Mu?" Yuan Qi is not tall enough, so he can only reach for it on tiptoe, "This cabinet is so tall, how can it be convenient for normal use?"

"Really?" Xing Wen took the dry-stir-fried green beans out of the pot, walked over and stretched out his hand, "It's just right for me."

Xing Wen casually put his hands on Yuan's shoulders, moved him a little to the side, and opened the cabinet door with ease, "Does she like Hello Kitty or Tinker Bell?"

"Little Ding Dong." Yuan Qi laughed and said in a low voice, "You don't look like a girl at all, and you were even clamoring to wear leopard prints before."

After washing his hands, Mu Chen realized that Xing Wen was too tall, Yuan Qi could hardly be seen from this angle.

Xing Wen held the small jingle bowl and chopsticks in one hand, and pushed Yuan Qi's head away with the other, so that he could close the cabinet door.

The sumptuous meal was served, but Mu Chen did not show up for a long time, Xing Wen waited for a while and couldn't help shouting: "Don't make the guests wait!"

The house was quiet and there was no response.

"You guys eat first, you're welcome, I'll go up and see him." Xing Wen got up and went upstairs.

Yuan You got permission, and unceremoniously scooped up a spoonful of steamed eggs with shrimps, but Yuan Qi did not move his chopsticks, his eyes swept around the huge living room.

The sudden quarrel startled him, the two brothers and sisters looked up at the same time, and saw Mu Chen coming down the stairs angrily.

Xing Wen followed up from behind and grabbed his arm, Mu Chen threw it away forcefully: "Don't touch me!"

"Mu Chen!" Xing Wen stood still, "My patience is limited."

"What's the matter?" Yuan Qi stood up in panic, "If you have something to say, don't quarrel!"

"None of your business!" Mu Chen turned his head and shouted Yuan Qi back to the outside of the battle line, then turned to look at Xing Wen: "It's noisy! You've been displeased for so many years, you're so vicious!"

"Okay, noisy! You steal snacks and don't wipe your mouth! You lost all the money in the family, so you like Taobao and bought Alibaba, you stinky fox!" Xing Wen shouted.

Mu Chen: "I'm fed up with you drinking milk before going to bed at a young age!"

Xing Wen: "I've had enough of telling pigeons bedtime stories at a young age!"

Mu Chen: "If you are so old and don't sleep more than ten or twenty times at night, I will have enough of you!"

Xing Wen: "???"

Yuan Qi silently stretched out his hands to cover his sister's ears, the two of them quarreled like setting off firecrackers, talking fast.

"Today is my dad's birthday! It's okay if you don't want to live with me, but you have to give him a face and see his old man! Hasn't he been good enough to you since you got married!" Mu Chen said loudly.

"Of course, of course I will go to see him." Xing Wen stared at the other party, "He is kind to me! He is so kind to me that he gave me this kind of thing as a wedding gift!"

Yuan Qi was shocked when he saw it, Xing Wen was holding up the model of the Titanic that was broken in half at this moment.

"Tell me, what is this? Why did someone kidnap you for it?" Xing Wen made a gesture to throw the model on the ground, "Since he refuses to hand it over to the police, I think it's best to destroy it—"

"Husband!" Mu Chen yelled and rushed over, hugging Xing Wen's waist tightly: "No way, husband!"

The model was ruthlessly thrown on the ground. After Xing Wen stepped on it, it broke from two halves into many, many pieces.

Yuan Qi wanted to stop him but didn't dare, Mu Chen hugged Xing Wen and almost laughed out loud, Xing Wen made up a few more feet with a calm and dedicated face.

This time it was completely shattered.

Yuan Qi's eyes were red, and he was about to tremble uncontrollably, but he tried his best to restrain himself.

Yuan You didn't know what happened, he was chewing on the tender braised pork.

Mu Chen let go of Xing Wen, watched the sweeping robot pass by almost collapsed, and swept all the fragments of the model into his stomach.

At dusk, Xing Wen drove Mu Chen out.

"You guys are too crazy!" Zhang Chengbin laughed so hard in the speakerphone, "Stomping on him? What a shock to him!"

"It's not smashed either." Xing Wen thought of the scene he just performed, and suddenly felt a chill.

"Where is he now?" Mu Chen asked.

"As you wish, send people from his family to kick over the trash can in your backyard, groundhogs dig through every piece, and then hire experts who repair cultural relics like the Forbidden City at a high price to see if they can put it back together." Zhang Chengbin said, "But Brother Xing is really willing to step on it. The model is regarded as a treasure by them. It may be really valuable."

"That's fake," Xing Wen said, and Mu Chen started laughing, "It costs 50 yuan each on Taobao, and it just arrived this morning. Thanks to our prodigal son, he knows how to send it to SF Express."

The prodigal son turned his head to the car window very unhappy.

"But I still can't figure it out, what are you planning to do by doing this?" Zhang Chengbin asked.

"Look for a long line and catch big fish." Mu Chen narrowed his eyes.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Chengbin laughed, "How did Brother Xing guess that he did it? You don't have much contact with him, right?"

"You have too many questions." Xing Wen drove the car into the underground parking lot of the hotel. "We are having dinner outside tonight. Please keep an eye on me. Call me anytime if you have any movements."

"I'm going, why are you still calling me? Who taught you?" Zhang Chengbin was extremely dissatisfied.

"I taught." After Mu Chen finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and hung up the phone.

Xing Wen easily backed the car into the parking space, and leaned over to take the French wine bought for the old fox in the back seat of the car.

Although the quarrel was staged, Mu Chenghai's birthday is real today, 50 years old.

Mu Chen spent the whole afternoon thinking about what to wear. During this period, he smashed through the door of Xing Wen's room several times, preventing him from catching up on sleep and asking him to see if the fresh-cut red roses that were airlifted from Colombia were wilted.

"I'm wilted, let me go." Xing Wen couldn't despair any more.

At present, Mu Chen has his hair combed and curled a bit, wearing a white shirt with a gray plaid coat. He looks clean and well-behaved. Holding a new batch of roses from Kunming in time, he is like walking on the road to propose marriage.

"How about me?" Mu Chen stood still and asked.

Xing Wen wanted to applaud and say it was too hypocritical, but he was afraid that Mu Chen would turn the car around and go home to change clothes, so he said, "Very handsome."

"Really? You're also super handsome!" Mu Chen was so excited.

"As for what, you're not going to the concert..." Xing Wen was halfway through talking, and Mu Chen had already run away with the flowers in his arms.

Xing Wen sighed, he was dressed much more casually today, with Mu Chen wearing a gray coat of the same tone, and a business-style dark suit inside.

In any case, the matter of Mu Chenghai is still a mystery. Xing Wen himself is always cautious, but he is afraid of breaking Mu Chen's interest by speaking out, so he can only choose to keep silent for the time being.

Xing Wen followed the waiter's guidance to take the elevator, and Mu Chenghai booked a whole hall for the birthday celebration, but not many people were invited.

This is not surprising, because Xing Wen always feels that Mu Chenghai is not the type who likes to deal with people. In the previous world, when starting a company, there might be regular investors and partners. In this world, there are probably only a few relatives and coworkers left. Friends of Chess.

The same as in the previous world, Mu Chenghai divorced his wife in his early years, and he played alone for 20 years. Mu Chen was brought up by himself.

Xing Wen stepped on the soft carpet, and the hall was decorated elegantly and warmly. A black lacquered grand piano was placed in the center of the hall, and Mu Chenghai sat in front of the piano.

Some people even play music at their birthday party.

Mu Chen was standing next to him, and the crisp sound of wine glasses clinking and talking and laughing could be faintly heard in the hall, almost no one paid attention to the sudden music.

Mu Chenghai was wearing a black dress, his temples were gray under the light like silver frost formed by falling snow, his eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips looked like mountains from the side.

Taking a closer look, Mu Chen actually doesn't look much like him.

What I played was Mozart's "Turkish March", but the style was very special.

The Allegretto song itself is cheerful, but Mu Chenghai has a special sense of rhythm when he plays it, like a sensitive deer jumping.

Young and lively, full of vitality and curiosity.

Mu Chen stood beside the piano with his eyes downcast, looking a little dazed. When the climax came out, Xing Wen seemed to see foxes all over the mountains and plains lined up for military training.

It was so magical that Xing Wen walked away after standing there for a while, planning to greet his "father-in-law" after the music ended.

"Hey, isn't this the son-in-law of the old Mu's family?" A group of people about the same age as Mu Chenghai waved to him, "Come and have a drink together."

Although I didn't recognize any of them, they were all elders. Xing Wen politely went over to drink some red wine with him. The elders all spoke in the same style——

"It's so tanned, it looks like you just came back from military training. You guys always run around outdoors when you do photography, don't you?"

"I was born." Xing Wen smiled.

"Born to shine on the moon, babies who have been exposed to the moonlight are very prone to darkening when they grow up."

"Natural." Xing Wen continued to laugh.

"It's a family tradition. If you can have a child with Xiao Mu, maybe you can neutralize it."

"It's a pity that they are all men." Xing Wen said sincerely.

"It's a pity, how cute it would be to give birth to a little fox cub."

"Ah?" Xing Wen was completely frightened.

However, several elders continued their conversation in a hurry, and slowly talked about housing and stock trading. Xing Wen began to suspect that he had auditory hallucinations.

Think about it, if Mu Chen hugged a fluffy milk fox and said with a smile on his face: "Look, husband, I gave birth to you."

...so fucking creepy!

"Ah, ah, Dahei!" A hand raised from far away.

When Xing Wen saw Yue Hengjie, he felt relieved, greeted all the elders, and walked towards Yue Hengjie.

"Why are you here?" Xing Wen asked.

"Aren't you asking nonsense? You introduced me to Uncle Mu at the beginning." Yue Hengjie clinked his glass over, "I received the picture you edited this morning, but I haven't sent it to Ye Meng Studio yet."

"What?" Xing Wen knew that the picture would not pass the trial as soon as he heard it.

"The artistic conception is beautiful, and our reputation as a landscape photographer is well-deserved." Yue Hengjie said, "But this is a film-themed photography. You retouch the pictures to stand out, and the model is the protagonist."

Xing Wen relaxed a little when he heard the words, and nodded: "Understood, I will go back tonight and repair it again."

"Well, there is another thing..." Yue Hengjie said, "Is the injury on your shoulder better?"

"It's almost done, it's been almost two weeks." Xing Wen said.

"Does it hurt? Can I have a camera? I have a job and I want to find you again." Yue Hengjie glanced over his shoulder: "It's not Christmas, our magazine is going to publish a special issue of lovers, let a few photographers The teacher took a photo of the person they love. As soon as this proposal came out, everyone thought of you two."

"This..." Xing Wen felt confused, "What does Christmas have to do with lovers?"

"This is the custom in China. I asked Xiaobai before you came." Yue Hengjie said.

"What did he say?" Xing Wen asked.

"He," Yue Hengjie laughed, "he asked me if I could let him shoot you."

Mu Chen followed Mu Chenghai most of the night, first had a drink with Mu's father's relatives and friends, and finally found a seat at the bar and sat next to Mu Chenghai.

The father and son were chatting, Mu Chen drank a little too much, and started hiccupping while chatting.

"Drink too much?" Mu Chenghai beckoned for a glass of lemonade, and patted him on the back, "This is the first time Dad sees you drinking."

"Really, didn't I drink before?" Mu Chen smiled, his face flushed.

"I don't know." Mu Chenghai stretched out his hand and stroked Mu Chen's head as he said, "This boy has grown up smoothly, he looks so handsome."

When Mu Chen was touched suddenly, his eyes immediately became hot.

"It's hard work, isn't the company next door always bullying you? They always wanted to bully Dad before." Mu Chenghai said, "Although the former financial boss was a bit stinky, he still has the ability to work. If you continue to use he…"

"Dad?" Mu Chen opened his eyes in disbelief, tears were suppressed in his eyes.

"Hmm." Mu Chenghai laughed dumbly, "Why are you crying? Why are you crying for Dad's birthday?"

Mu Chen didn't know what happened, but he couldn't think about it clearly, he stretched out his arms to hug Mu Chenghai and started crying.

"I want to celebrate your birthday, not just this one." Mu Chen said.

"But there will always be the last one, Zai Zai." Mu Chenghai said.

Mu Chen couldn't speak, but it seemed that because of this sentence, his tears stopped inexplicably.

"You're so drunk, call Xiao Xing to pick you up, I'll stay here tonight, Dad has opened a river view room for you." Mu Chenghai patted him on the back.

"No," Mu Chen shook his head, "I want to sit for a while."

"Yeah." Mu Chenghai didn't insist, and looked forward, "Don't drink too much alcohol in the future."

It was close to ten o'clock, and the people in the hall had almost dispersed.

Xing Wen felt that tonight was like a cocktail party, everyone he met could drink it, but because it was too much to drink, it didn't seem like he was here to celebrate a birthday at all.

"Xiao Xing." Mu Chenghai waved to him.

Xing Wen walked over, and couldn't help looking at the inside of Mu Chenghai's wrist.

If he belonged to Guan Chaosheng's drug trafficking organization 17 years ago, there is a high probability that he would have the hexagram-like logo.

"Happy birthday to you again." Xing Wen clinked a glass with him.

Mu Chenghai smiled, and the two drank the wine in the cup. Xing Wen wanted to add more, but Mu Chenghai stopped it with his hand.

"You can drink quite well, but Zai Zai can't." Mu Chenghai pouted at the bar next to him.

Xing Wen took a look, and Mu Chen actually fell asleep on the table.

"This is the room card here, let's stay here tonight." Mu Chenghai stuffed the card into Xing Wen's hand, "Please take care of Zai Zai."

Xing Wen frowned, Mu Chenghai waved his hands, and walked away at a somewhat erratic pace, obviously drunk too.

There is no news from Zhang Chengbin, it seems that Yuan Qi is still trying to assemble the fake model.

"Mu Chen." Xing Wen walked over and pushed, "Get up."

Mu Chen snorted, switched sides and resumed sleeping.

Xing Wen had no choice but to drag him with his hands, but Mu Chen seemed to be stuck on the bar counter, and he refused to cooperate.

"I don't care about you anymore, you can sleep here." Xing Wen let go.

As a result, Mu Chen lost his stickiness at this moment, and was about to fall to the ground with a thump, but Xing Wen's sharp eyesight and hands quickly supported him, and he smelled of alcohol and was still twitching.

Xing Wen was stunned when he saw it, the other party's nose and eyes were red, as if he had cried.

"Take two steps, I can't carry you, I can only carry you." Xing Wen said, "Or should I carry you?"

"Call me husband." Mu Chen pointed to himself, looking completely drunk.

Xing Wen: "..."

"You still called me this morning." Mu Chen started to drink like crazy, and reached out to pinch Xing Wen's face, "I won't leave unless you tell me."

Xing Wen: "...???"

Mu Chen really stood still, and refused to move no matter how long he dragged. The bartender behind the bar looked at them curiously.

Xing Wen had a premonition that going on like this would be an appointment to meet on Weibo, but if Mu Chen is left here, it might be a hot search.

Really unable to resist, Xing Wen gritted his teeth and said, "Husband, is it good to listen to people's words, my husband?"

This sentence was almost as light as air, but Mu Chen seemed to have suddenly thawed out, and started to walk staggeringly.

Xing Wen was in a bad mood, and the drunk fox, who was hiccupping while walking, took the elevator and swiped his card to enter the room.

"Aw!" As soon as he let go, Mu Chen threw himself into the blanket on the floor.

The river view room that Mu Chenghai opened for them had floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out over the river, and they could see the bridge and tall buildings on the opposite bank, but they couldn't hear the noise.

"Don't sleep on the floor, get up and change your clothes." Xing Wen was overwhelmed when he saw the lump on the ground, "If you want to vomit, just vomit, you will easily suffocate if you lie like this."

Mu Chen moved uncomfortably, reached out to take off his coat, and threw it aside.

Xing Wen accepted his fate and picked it up for him, only to turn around and see him peeling off his pants: "I told you to change clothes, but not lying down!"

"I don't want it, I don't want to wear it anymore." Mu Chen took off his own clothes, "From now on, I don't need to wear clothes anymore!"

"..." Xing Wen put his coat on the sofa, "You better remember what you said, run naked along the river for me tomorrow morning."

Mu Chen stopped his movements and looked at him, Xing Wen stared at him for three seconds, Mu Chen suddenly twitched, and tears welled up.

Xing Wen was so frightened that he squatted beside him: "Okay, you are crying!"

Mu Chen growled: "You are so frightening!"

"I was born like this, is it the first day you know me!" Xing Wen snarled at the drunkard, "I was scared to death by you, okay!"

It was too scary, the drunken Mu Chen completely changed his style of painting.

Then, after bursting into tears, the drunk fox remained disheveled and fell asleep in a daze.

Xing Wen helped him prop his head up a little bit, covered him with a quilt, and reluctantly entered the bathroom to turn on hot water to take a bath.

Because Mu Chen's appearance was really disturbing, Xing Wen specially left a crack on the bathroom door so that he could keep an eye on what's going on outside.

Not because I was afraid of suffocation, but mainly because I was afraid of running out naked.

Hot water poured down from the top like filaments, and Xing Wen gradually felt slightly dizzy under the steam.

He can't drink very well, it seems that he still drank a little bit tonight.

Drenched in hot water, Xing Wen glanced out from time to time, and couldn't help but recall Mu Chen's appearance just now in his mind.

His face and neck were burning red, and his eyes were filled with a pool of stars.

always feel a little...

Xing Wen immediately raised his hand to make the water cold, but the instinctive feeling was not so easily suppressed.

He has been in this world for three weeks, all, three weeks.

Xing Wen was about to go to close the door, but Mu Chen pushed the door open and came in.

The two looked at each other, and Mu Chen lowered his eyes slightly, stunned.

Xing Wen turned his back, thinking that although the picture was shocking, Mu Chen would definitely not remember it tomorrow.

However, Mu Chen didn't leave, stood for a while, and walked in.

"I'll come." Mu Chen said.

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Extract comments today:

①I'm so excited, I want to see their doi!

② doi! doi! doi!Who wouldn't be tempted hee hee hee.Mr. Mu is so cute in this chapter. The domineering president, the white-faced fox, is so reserved and arrogant, so delicious. Hehehe

③Stop acting, let's fight!Presumptuous brain supplement

④I want to touch Mu Fox's legs~ (saliva)

⑤Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, two gays acted in a love scene, and it is an inevitable result to make a fake show for real! ! !

⑥I'm dead, you two are too sweet

I found that the doi keyword seems to be difficult to pass (cover face JPG)

Little Deer Leap's "Turkish March" refers to Sonata No.11inAMajorforPiano played by GlennGould, K.331:III.AllaTurca:Allegretto

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