Both bossy boyfriends suspect that I cheated

When Mu Zhihe woke up, Shi Qingzhou had already left. Before he left, he ordered a nutritional porridge and put it in the incubator.

His fever basically subsided, he simply washed up, ate a few mouthfuls of porridge, and then went to the company. Mu Zhihe was very busy for the next few days, and Shi Qingzhou didn't show up again.

Soon it was the day when "Let's Make Money Together" entered the program group, and Mu Zhihe habitually arrived one day earlier.Because the agent was not allowed to follow the group, Jiang Chao just sent Mu Zhihe to the plane.

It was night when I got off the plane, and the staff of the program team took Mu Zhihe to the famous Gucheng Hotel in the ancient town.

This hotel is said to be a hotel, but it is actually a general hotel, built near the water, imitating the structure of a courtyard house.As soon as the window of Mu Zhihe's room is opened, one can see the rippling water under his feet and the glowing fire on the asphalt stone road in the distance...

Although the hotel room is simple, but the scenery is not bad.

After Mu Zhihe washed up, he lay down on the bed and read a few pages of news.There was a knock on his room door.

"Who is it?" He walked over.

"Zhihe, it's me, open the door." Shi Qingzhou came through the crack of the door with a soft voice.

Mu Zhihe opened the door and asked suspiciously, "When did you come? What's the matter?"

It suddenly occurred to him that this program was sometimes invested by the family. In other words, some of the rich second generations that the program team found were the sons of investors or the sons of rich families of investment groups.

Shi Qingzhou took a step forward and smiled: "I heard that you are coming, so I have been waiting for you for a long time. I live in 403, Zhihe, I think..."

He stepped forward to hug Mu Zhihe, and Mu Zhihe struggled against being hugged like this unexpectedly.

Shi Qingzhou said softly like a milk dog: "Zhihe, I shouldn't suspect that you have other men. You don't want to explain to me who the leather shoes belong to. It doesn't matter. When you want to talk, you will naturally tell me." Yes. Let's make up."

Mu Zhihe's struggling hands stopped, leather shoes?

Didn't this happen more than half a month ago?

The Shi Qingzhou in front of me is a bit similar to the Shi Qingzhou who came out of the police station to cling to others...

The two of them leaned against the back of the door, half hugging and half hugging, Shi Qingzhou hugged Mu Zhihe's waist, and Mu Zhihe put his hands on his chest, as he stopped struggling, Shi Qingzhou's harmless eyes lit up. smile.

Mu Zhihe raised his head and asked him, "Then do you still remember the toothbrush cup?"

The toothbrush tooth cup is the evidence that the domineering Shi Qingzhou suspected him of cheating, and he just wanted to see if this Shi Qingzhou

Can't remember what Qingzhou did at that time.

Shi Qingzhou approached him with a smile, eyes full of suspicion, as if Mu Zhihe was a mental patient: "What toothbrush cup? What's wrong with you?"

Mu Zhihe: "Did you go to the hospital for an examination?"

He suggested that overbearing Shi Qingzhou go to the hospital for examination.

Shi Qingzhou was puzzled: "Check what?"

Mu Zhihe glanced suspiciously at Shi Qingzhou.

He doesn't remember.

I don't remember that he once suspected him of cheating because of a toothbrush cup, and I forgot that he told him that he was going to the hospital for an examination...

Is it really a split personality?

Mu Zhihe was distracted, but Shi Qingzhou bent his head and kissed his forehead like a dragonfly.

Mu Zhihe suddenly pushed Shi Qingzhou away, and Shi Qingzhou slammed into the door with his back. He looked at Mu Zhihe in astonishment: "Zhihe, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Zhihe felt that such an intimate act could only be done by couples, and now that he was kissed like this, he felt a little slighted.

He spoke with dissatisfaction: "What are you doing?"

Shi Qingzhou's eyes were full of doubts: "I just kissed you once. What's wrong with you? Why are you so nervous? We have kissed so many times..."

Mu Zhihe didn't know whether to be angry or surprised.

As far as he can remember, he has never kissed anyone. Why did they kiss so many times when they came to Shi Qingzhou?

Could it be delusional?

Shi Qingzhou took a gentle step forward, half hugged Mu Zhihe, and said softly: "Okay, can I be wrong, I shouldn't suspect you of cheating."

Mu Zhihe pushed Shi Qingzhou away, took a step back, opened the distance between the two of them, and looked at him vigilantly: "Master Shi, let me make it clear that we have already broken up, so please focus on it in the future."

Shi Qingzhou's eyes were full of suspicion: "Impossible, how could we break up? Is it because I suspect you are cheating?"

Mu Zhihe looked at Shi Qingzhou puzzled, could it be that he lost his memory again?

"We have already broken up. I really don't know what's going on with you. Why do you always think that we haven't broken up, and... think that we are very affectionate... We have never been in love, and there is no basis for our relationship."

His whole body was like a still lake disturbed by a light boat of time.

He didn't know what happened to Shi Qingzhou, why did he suddenly become so strange?

After he finished speaking, Shi Qingzhou stopped talking, and stood there with his head half down, his eyes slightly closed.

With the help of the dim wall lamp, Mu Zhihe saw that the corners of Qingzhou's eyes were clouded, and tears flickered. Seeing him, Mu Zhihe was about to open his mouth, opened his mouth and

Quiet.

Mu Zhihe has never seen Shi Qingzhou like this before, looking at him like a helpless child.

Because of Shi Qingzhou's expression of enduring sadness, Mu Zhihe's conscience became guilty.

Obviously he was the one who entered the house, but now Mu Zhihe feels that he is a heartless person.

Shi Qingzhou's voice was suppressed and hoarse, and he raised his sad eyes and asked, "You really have moved on, you don't love me anymore... Are you the owner of those leather shoes?"

Mu Zhihe didn't react: "Huh?"

Aren't you the owner of the leather shoes?

At this moment, Shi Qingzhou is like a wounded deer whining: "I knew you didn't love me anymore."

After speaking, he walked outside.

He takes a step and turns his head three times.

Did Zhihe come out to find me?

No, the corridor is empty at the end.

Maybe Zhihe is putting on clothes.

So, he waited at the elevator entrance, he was afraid that Mu Zhihe wouldn't find him when he got dressed later.

After waiting for 3 minutes, did Zhihe get dressed and go out?

No, not even the sound of the door opening.

He quietly looked at the end of the corridor, and found that the end of the corridor was still empty...

Shi Qingzhou was full of expectations, but now he is upset.

Maybe Mu Zhihe is organizing words to apologize to him, but because he cares too much about himself, he doesn't know how to apologize, so he thinks about it, thinks about it, walks from the bathroom to the balcony, from the balcony to the bedside, sits and stands Uneasy, tossing and turning, beating his chest and stamping his feet, regretting his mistakes, tearing up...

It must be so.

Thinking of this, he felt that he should comfort Mu Zhihe, so he decided to go downstairs to buy a bag of toilet paper, in case Zhihe cried, and he couldn't help him wipe his tears.

Get the most expensive one.

He finished buying toilet paper, and when he returned to the hotel, he saw the staff of the program team coming out of Mu Zhihe's room. Shi Qingzhou pulled the staff and asked, "Is Mu Zhihe in the room?"

Staff: "Yes."

Shi Qingzhou: "Does he look particularly sad?"

Staff: "No, it looks quite peaceful."

Shi Qingzhou: "Is he wearing clothes?"

The staff seemed to be looking at an idiot: "He is ready to sleep, what clothes are he wearing? Did you say good night to me just now?"

Shi Qingzhou: "..."

Depend on--

He was like a bolt from the blue.

Almost asleep?And said good night to another man, he didn't care about him at all!

Young Master Shi became more and more angry as he thought about it, he walked out of the hotel angrily, and wandered aimlessly on the street in front of the hotel.He found that all the strollers on the street were young lovers, you

Lennon, Lennon, sweetness... He is the only one who is single.

"Wow, woof, woof—" A yellow-haired dog was looking for food alone beside the trash can on the side of the street...

At this moment, he felt that the dog was as pitiful as he was, alone, without even a warm nest.

He ran to the alley bakery and bought a loaf of bread and threw it to the dog.

The dog glanced at him and barked.

Immediately afterwards, a milky-white dog popped out of the alley. The dog wagged its tail and approached the yellow-haired dog to lick its lips and stroke its fur. In front of Shi Qingzhou, it staged a sweet kiss and love and a piece of bread together.

The two dogs have proved that we are different, and you are the only single dog in the world.

"Dead dog liar..." Shi Qingzhou was impatient, and was about to chase the dog, when an electric donkey floated over and brushed his elbow, knocking him staggering, fortunately, someone grabbed his arm, otherwise He had to fall on the blue-gray stone road...

"Thank you..." Before Shi Qingzhou could say "thank you", he saw Mu Zhihe looking at him wearing a mask and peaked cap.

Mu Zhihe asked worriedly, "Are you okay? Is there any injury?"

He originally thought that Shi Qingzhou was inexplicable and didn't intend to pay attention to him, but when he thought of Shi Qingzhou's injured eyes, he was afraid that something might happen to him, so he came out to take a look.

When he came out of the hotel, he saw Shi Qingzhou walking into the street very restlessly, so he followed.

He didn't expect that Shi Qingzhou not only became soft and cute, but also became very caring, buying food for the dog.

Shi Qingzhou immediately approached Mu Zhihe, and said softly, "I knew you still love me."

He stretched out his hand: "My hand hurts."

Mu Zhihe lifted the sleeve of his arm, and there was a black and blue scrape, which should be fine.

Shi Qingzhou frowned tightly, sticking to Mu Zhihe like a dog skin plaster, and said coquettishly: "Zhihe, my hand hurts, it really hurts, will it break..."

Mu Zhihe stretched out his hand and pressed on the black and blue broken skin: "It's not broken."

Shi Qingzhou gritted her teeth in pain: "I said my hand hurts, why are you still doing this to me?"

Mu Zhihe pulled the mask over his nose a little, pulled the hat down to his eyebrows, turned around and walked towards the hotel: "Hands are fine, just swollen and torn."

When he got to the hotel room, Mu Zhihe dug out a tube of anti-inflammatory medicine from his backpack.He has appeared in many variety shows, and it is inevitable to stumble and bruise when filming variety shows outside. Some program groups will prepare medicine, and some program groups will not, so he prepares it himself, just in case.

Didn't expect it to come in handy now.

he took the medicine

Shi Qingzhou's room, said: "Apply it before going to bed, and the swelling will subside tomorrow morning."

Shi Qingzhou pushed up his sleeves and stretched out his hand: "You paint it for me, I don't know how, I haven't used it before."

Mu Zhihe stuffed the tube of medicine into Shi Qingzhou's hand: "I don't know how either."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left to return to his room.

He didn't know what happened to Shi Qingzhou?

Why is she suddenly different from before, domineering and narcissistic for a while, gentle and clingy for a while...

How does it feel like a trifecta of episodic amnesia, schizophrenia, and paranoia?

After taking a shower, Shi Qingzhou climbed onto the bed and looked at the tube of medicine repeatedly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hehe, duplicity man!

Zhihe gave him the medicine because he cared about him, rounding it up means he can go to bed, he hurriedly put the medicine aside, and hurriedly opened the shopping cart. The shopping cart was saved when he was in love with Mu Zhihe. |t and lubricant | lubricant.

He (blindly) felt that he was not far from emptying the shopping cart, but luckily he didn't delete the purchase on impulse when we broke up.

He looked at the shopping cart full of yellow|yellow items, and his mind was full of infinite fantasies about the future!

Fantasizing and fantasizing, he became anxious.

The brands of these yellow/colored items are for the president himself, and they look in line with his handsome, perfect and elite temperament. If it is the milk dog himself, what should we do?

How to make it suitable for the little fresh and gentle temperament and full of milkiness of the milk dog boyfriend?

This night is destined to study hard!