I'm fierce, I'm aggressive

Xing Wen stretched his waist and glanced at the clock in the study, it was 03:30 in the afternoon.

There was a desk full of draft papers in front of him, each of which was based on his perspective, drawing the scene he saw about a month ago.

As expected, one shouldn't drink too much wine. After drinking the fragment, he didn't feel anything for such a long time.

In this way, as the mysterious person who called him said that day, the car accident he experienced was not a simple accident, but someone deliberately killed him to silence him.

If it was an ordinary alcoholic, it might not be the case, but the witness who got drunk that day was Xing Wen.

As one of the murderers, Yuan Qi often goes in and out of Mu Chen's office. It is estimated that through some opportunity after the incident, he accidentally learned that Xing Wen has the ability to never forget.

This information was shocking enough to Yuan Qi and the other murderer, because Xing Wen most likely remembered their faces.

Even though Xing Wen seems to have no movement now—he completely forgot after drinking the fragments, but it is inevitable that there will be a day when he suddenly remembers it.

With this kind of fear and anxiety, Xing Wen's existence is like a bomb that will explode at any time. At this time, eradicating people from this world is the safest choice.

Then, the car accident happened.

Xing Wen touched the back of his head, as if to confirm whether the shape of his head was still normal, and then slowly turned his gaze out of the window.

Although it is deep winter, the weather is very good today, and the sun is particularly bright at this time.

Xing Wen squinted his eyes, feeling like he was seeing the world for the first time. "It's amazing." Xing Wen got up and could feel that he was very hungry.

He packed up all the draft papers, went downstairs, and found that the house was empty, and the lunch left for him was still on the dining table, which looked very miserable.

Xing Wen ate a mouthful of cold and mushy beef short ribs, and saw Mu Chen standing in the garden on the phone through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The sound insulation effect of the glass in the house is quite good, so I can't hear what Mu Chen is saying at all...

Xing Wen frowned.

Mu Chen hung up the phone and turned around. Xing Wen was lazily leaning against the door with a fork in his hand.

"Where are your father and Jiang Xi?" Xing Wen asked.

"Everyone went back to their homes." Mu Chen sized him up for a while, "Are you... all right?"

"If you don't get poisoned after eating your fried beef short ribs, you'll be fine for the time being." Xing Wen replied seriously.

Mu Chen nodded: "It's fine."

Xing Wen looked at Mu Chen intently. People with fair skin would have a wonderful sense of transparency standing under the warm winter sun.

It's really pretty.

As soon as Jiang Xi and Mu Chenghai left, the huge house suddenly became empty.

All the short ribs I bought in the morning were destroyed by those three culinary black holes, and Xing Wen scrambled leftovers with ham and eggs for dinner.

Mu Hu probably didn't eat enough at noon, and after eating his two bowls quietly, he quietly touched the lid of the pot with the empty bowl.

"Save some for me!" Xing Wen almost doubted his life, "What should I eat after you have eaten?"

Mu Chen stopped drinking for a while, but he didn't let go while holding the bowl: "I see there's still a bit of rice cake under it..."

Xing Wen: "..."

It's over, the fox at home is afraid that it will grow meat.

"Okay, eat it, leave me half a bowl." Xing Wen was very convinced, Mu Chen actually ate more than him.

Mu Chen immediately refilled half a bowl for himself, and Xing Wen suddenly began to suspect that this person did not talk because of good self-restraint, but because he ate the most food in the shortest time...

After Xing Wen finished the first bowl, he went to the kitchen to uncover the pot, feeling stupid.

"Mu Chen!" Xing Wen poured it out, and there was an empty bowl on the table, and Mu Chen was gone.

It's so fucking annoying, Mu Chen left half a bowl of crispy rice for him!

Xing Wen simply stopped eating, put away the empty bowls to wash, and just set up the dishwasher and got up when his back bumped into Mu Chen's body.

"Husband," Mu Chen passed his cup over his shoulder as if offering a treasure: "Drinking milk."

When Xing Wen turned his head, Mu Chen's face was right in front of him, with a smile on his face.

"Why?" Xing Wen took the cup, "It's only eight o'clock."

"I'm afraid you're starving." Mu Chen said sincerely.

Xing Wen stretched out his hand, and simply tugged at Mu Chen's face: "You also know that I will be hungry, and only when I fill my stomach do I realize that my husband is pitiful?"

Hey, this feeling, he must have never thought of pinching Boss Mu's face like this before.

"I'll only eat half a bowl tomorrow, and I'll give you the rest." Mu Chen quickly raised his hand.

"I almost believed it. Tomorrow you will definitely use a basin to serve food." Xing Wen played with his heart and pinched it a few times, "It's strange, eating so much and still not gaining weight..."

Mu Chen turned a little red from being pinched, and suddenly turned his face, probably wanting to speak, but he opened his mouth and sucked half of Xing Wenxiao's index finger.

Xing Wen was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he was going to bite him, so he quickly pulled his hand away.

The two stood in the kitchen, each a little embarrassed.

Xing Wen turned his back to pick up the milk cup, feeling that his fingertips were still wet and warm, and he suddenly wanted to crooked while drinking the milk.

It's terrible, there is such a real touch, he may be really perverted.

Xing Wen drank most of the glass in silence, and Mu Chen looked at him, with the fingerprints of Xing Wen's pinched fingers still on his face, which was quite funny.

After nearly a month, Mu Chen's milk making skills are already very good, and Xing Wen often feels that Mu Chen's milk is better than his own.

You will also sleep more peacefully at night.

Xing Wen yawned and walked slowly towards the living room.

"Are you sleepy?" Mu Chen glanced at the clock on the wall, "It's only eight o'clock."

"No." Xing Wen sat on the sofa, touched the remote control to turn on the TV, and suddenly frowned: "Where's the seagull?"

"Upstairs." Mu Chen sat on the single sofa next to him, "I gave it a bath this afternoon and made it angry."

"En." Xing Wen responded in a low voice.

"Xing Wen?" Mu Chen stood up.

Xing Wen didn't respond, the effect of the hypnotic drug mixed in the milk worked very quickly, Mu Chen stood there for a while, confirmed that he had really fallen asleep, and took a blanket over to cover him.

Mu Chen couldn't hold back, reached out and stroked Xing Wen's hair, and then pinched his face like him.

"Xing Wen." Mu Chen lowered his eyes, "I... kept something from you."

Xing Wen fell asleep with his eyes closed, without the slightest feeling of viciousness, instead he looked like a well-behaved child.

"Actually, I..." Mu Chen stammered, "I seem...I can't do without you, I've been..."

Mu Chen went crazy, he didn't know what he was talking about.

"Although you look a bit fierce... you still scold me secretly behind your back, don't think I don't know." Mu Chen squatted on one knee in front of the sofa, "But I'm very happy, if I don't see you... I will Very uncomfortable."

Mu Chen stretched out his hand to brush Xing Wen's hair, and slowly touched his eyebrows, nose bridge and lips with his fingers.

"I can't accept your absence, that's why I'm here." Mu Chen said.

There was only a dimly lit small lamp in the house, and Mu Chen squatted here like a knight in moonlight.

It took Mu Chen a long time to get up and turn off the small light.

The house was plunged into darkness for an instant, Mu Chen just turned around and took a step when someone reached out and grabbed his arm.

"What are you hiding from me? You haven't made it clear yet." Xing Wen grabbed him, his voice hoarse as if he had just woken up.

"You're not..." Mu Chen was shocked.

"You may be even more shocked when you say it." Xing Wenren was a little irritable, but his eyes never left Mu Chen: "Now this place... is my dream."

The small lights that had just been extinguished at home were turned on, and each other's faces became clear.

Mu Chen froze in place, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be flowing backwards.

"I also doubt life very much. I usually face you 360 days a year, but now I even have you in my dreams." Xing Wenxiang was discouraged, "Maybe Tang Yao is right, I really like you, Staying up late and working overtime every day to plan and still like you, I might be crazy."

Before Mu Chen could speak, Xing Wen maintained the posture of holding the other's arm, lowered his head slightly and kissed him.

The author has something to say: Xing Wen: It’s so scary! The fox opened its mouth and bit me QAQ

Fox: I didn’t bite you, I was actively courting QAQ

Dumb Xing finally found out that this was a dream, but he didn't realize that her husband was real QAQ

Extract comments today:

① Has the last villain ever appeared?I feel like an idiot without the comments from sand sculpture netizens, and I can’t analyze anything

②It’s too sweet!Is this the love of a lion and a fox!

③So actually I kind of like it, ahhhhhhhh

④There are no comments to read. This kind of plot is like walking in the dark in the middle of the night. IQ is in a hurry. I don’t understand. It’s better to be as quiet as a chicken

⑤gogogo, rush duck!Run the plot line fast, let's go love! !Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

⑥ Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, those few words of drinking and scolding are too bad!Passers-by are frightened crazy but it’s okay hahahahahahaha I laughed to death

⑦ Not to mention, the last paragraph is really thrilling and suspenseful.

In addition, I don't believe that people who talk about others every day and ask passers-by to ask if they are handsome don't like him in their hearts!Hehe, even if you didn't recall it back then, you should understand now.Xing Wenchong!

⑧Hahahaha Under the crazy doi of the fairy baby readers, the author was finally led astray.

⑨(σ′▽‵)′▽‵)σOld Xing, you are so arrogant, if you like it, you like it, say it out loud

⑩ Ma’am, I think you have the potential to write horror stories. Really ← I’m not, I don’t, don’t talk nonsense QAQ