I'm fierce, I'm aggressive

The sun at seven o'clock in the morning penetrated the clouds and shone on the earth.

Xing Wen sat at the dining table in Mu Chen's house, drinking milk and checking today's news. There was a half-eaten sandwich on the table.

There were two missed calls on the phone. Mu Youtian called last night. He probably wanted to inquire about Mu Chen's situation, but he didn't have the guts to call Mu Chen directly. Finally, he sent a few text messages to Xing Wen.

It's very long, and the content is mainly about meaningless howls. This man's fur is somewhat similar to Mu Chen's...

Unaccustomed to it, Xing Wen picked up a sandwich with a fork and brought it to his mouth, and then took his left hand to reply to Mu Youtian: You should ask him yourself.

"If you think the breakfast portion is not enough, you can tell the chef at any time." The butler said, "This time you came unexpectedly, next time you can tell us what you like to eat, and we will prepare it in advance."

"Thank you, that's it." Xing Wen said.

"Young master...hasn't gotten up yet?" The housekeeper glanced upstairs.

Xing Wen felt guilty for a second, put down the computer and said, "I'll go up and have a look."

He walked upstairs along the escalator, knocked on the door twice before entering, and opened the door before waiting for any movement.

The curtains in the room were automatically drawn after dawn, and in the dim light, only the screen of Mu Chen's phone was still on.

"Are you awake?" Xing Wen closed the door and walked over.

Before Mu Chen could fully open his eyes, he jumped in shock when he glanced at the time: "Seven... 07:30!"

As soon as he was about to turn over, his waist felt weak for a while, and he fell back with soreness and pain, as if he howled sadly.

Xing Wen rolled onto the bed, and as soon as he lay down next to him, Mu Chen rolled over and slipped into his arms.

"Does it still hurt?" Xing Wen stretched his hand to his waist.

"Don't." Mu Chen grabbed his arm in time and buried his head in Xing Wen's chest, "Pinch me again and I'll melt..."

Xing Wen was quite embarrassed, so he reached out and rubbed his head instead.

"Let me see." Xing Wen suddenly remembered something, stepped back a little and raised Mu Chen's face.

As soon as Mu Chenfu met his gaze, his face turned red: "What are you looking at? You are as handsome as yesterday."

"Let me see if I have a fever." Xing Wen couldn't laugh or cry, pulled him over and rubbed his forehead carefully, and looked at the other party at such a close distance: "I think you are more handsome than yesterday."

Although there shouldn't be much change, Xing Wen always felt that the other party seemed to be different after experiencing negative distance contact.

It looks like ceramics coated with a layer of glaze. No matter how you look at it, it is smooth and beautiful. If you stare at it, you can't take your eyes off it.

"Really!" Mu Chen was excited when he was praised, and put his arms around his neck, "The baby is also super handsome."

"Do you really want to boast to each other like this?" Xing Wen confirmed that he didn't have a fever, and lay down with him very comfortably.

Muchen laughed happily: "I'm serious, my baby is handsome and gentle, good at talking and funny..."

"Okay, okay, why is it like your second uncle." Xing Wen said.

Mu Chen suppressed his smile immediately, turned over angrily, and refused to let him be hugged: "What are you talking about him for?"

"Sorry." Xing Wen realized that he had said the wrong thing, but felt that this might be a good opportunity, so he said, "He came to me before. How should I put it... He also had his own reasons for leaving back then, and now I want to ask you Apologize."

"I don't accept it." Mu Chen pulled the quilt over his head and whispered, "Can he apologize to my dad?"

Xing Wen was dumb, fell silent for a while, stretched out his long arms and hugged Mu Chen through the quilt.

Mu Chen didn't move, and let him hold her. The two of them remained in this position for a long time.

Xing Wen quietly waited for him to digest his emotions for a while, and said: "After we left yesterday evening, he and Mr. Gu had a clear discussion about Christmas cooperation."

"I negotiated the business!" Mu Chen threw off the quilt and frowned, "What is he doing? After running away from home for ten years, he wants to experience doing business? Do I need to give him the title of executive vice president? ah--"

"Baby, calm down first." Xing Wen hurriedly held him down.

"Don't call me baby! Only I can call you baby!" Mu Chen said fiercely.

Xing Wen couldn't do anything about his temper, and said, "He just wants to share your workload. You are working too hard by yourself."

"I have you, what do you want him to do." Mu Chen endured the pain and forced himself to get up.

"Where are you going?" Xing Wen hurriedly flipped through the pages.

"It's time to go to work." Mu Chen slowly moved to the bathroom, turned around and chased him away: "I'll take a pee."

"It's not that I haven't seen it...I'll see, you'll be in the toilet later." Xing Wen stood by the door.

"You stand so far away, even if you fall into it, you won't be able to hold me back." Mu Chen said sullenly.

Xing Wen couldn't hold back his laughter, so he could only walk over and put his arms around his waist: "Piss."

Mu Chen immediately trembled, his face turned red, and he couldn't seem to get angry at all: "I told you not to touch it..."

"Pee, I'll pinch if I don't pee." Xing Wen said calmly.

Under Xing Wen's gaze, Mu Chen could only operate with a blushing face.

He has done everything, but now he feels a sense of shame.

Mu Chen stretched out his hand to flush the water, before he could lift his pants, Xing Wen seized the opportunity and lifted him directly to the sink to put it on.

"What are you doing?" Mu Chen was stunned.

"Raise your legs." Xing Wen tried his best to restrain himself, showing a very calm look: "Let me help you take a look, if you are injured, you need to apply medicine."

Mu Chen: "..."

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Ten minutes later, Xing Wen patted the fox's back lightly, and reached out to hug the poor fox who could hardly bear it.

"Don't always carry the work alone." Xing Wen boiled water to wash his hands.

Mu Chen put on his trousers, walked over to wash with even more difficulty, his eyes were lowered and he didn't speak.

"I...during the year when I was your assistant, there were many times when I felt that you were carrying it hard." Xing Wen said, "You look like you are dying to make money. ..."

Mu Chen wet his face, squinted slightly, and looked at him through the mirror.

Xing Wen didn't really want to say that at certain moments during the year when he actually worked next to Mu Chen, he felt that Mu Chen was committing suicide.

I can't see what I'm working for, it's just like I'm using something to pass and kill my time.

This is very similar to those who indulge themselves in pleasure-seeking, except that Mu Chen does it through work.

"What do you want to say?" Mu Chen smiled.

"It's nothing, I just want to say, if you are tired, you have to rest." Xing Wen said, "If you really like money, I will earn it for you."

Mu Chen looked at him quietly, and was stunned for a while.

Then he turned around and kissed her with a mouth full of toothpaste.

"I'm not as strong as you think, and I didn't take it hard." After parting, Mu Chen raised his hand to wipe the foam on Xing Wen's mouth, "Actually, every time I'm overwhelmed, I will trample. you."

Xing Wen's expression was complicated, and he suddenly remembered the nightmare Mu Chen's thousands of gestures of deducting his salary...

"It's the same now, although I don't want to be trampled..." Mu Chen said, "But I'll see you when I feel tired."

Xing Wen watched him until Mu Chen reached out and hugged him.

"As long as I see you, everything will be fine for me." Mu Chen said in a low voice.

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