Interstellar Strong Chaser

When Mu Zifeng, who was pretending to sleep, heard the two calm and powerful words "There is me", his heart suddenly warmed up, and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably. Is this the feeling of being protected by someone, or being protected by someone he likes? It's about to ascend to heaven happily!

Although I don't know why Ye Cangli is so nice to him all of a sudden, but now he is very comfortable and enjoying himself.

"The exam in the afternoon..."

Glancing at Mu Zifeng who was pretending to be asleep, Ye Cangli said indifferently, "Is it difficult to solve?"

"That's right, there is nothing you can't solve." Bing Qianhan sat down on the sofa, performed a standard elderly paralysis, and changed the subject: "Cang Li, let me tell you, this group of brats is terrible this year. Individuals have reached 90 points in both mental and physical tests, and I suggest you include them in your class."

"90 points is fine, but I will think about it."

Bing Qianhan was dumbfounded, that's what it means, these little guys are geniuses one after the other, their future is limitless, if they are trained well, they will definitely be a sharp sword when recruiting into the army.

Well, he forgot one thing, Ye Cangli, an old pervert, scored 97 points in these two items in the entrance test, which is infinitely close to the full score of the first stage of innate, forgive him for not being able to understand the pervert's way of selecting candidates,

Ye Cangli glanced at Bing Qianhan who was sitting on the sofa as if he had no bones: "Apart from these, do you have anything else to do?"

"No, I want to stay with you." In fact, Bing Qianhan wanted to see what Ye Cangli would do to Mu Zifeng.

"Then get out." Ye Cangli picked up the smart remote control beside him and pressed it.The sofa that Bing Qianhan was sitting on moved, moved towards the door, and then threw the person out of the door.

Ye Cangli ruthlessly pressed the door close button and locked the door.

Instead, he looked at the person whose face had returned to normal: "Mu Zifeng, how long are you going to hold him?" No emotion could be heard from his tone, he was a perfect master of disguise, and he could be awarded the Oscar statuette.

Mu Zifeng lying on the bed remained unmoved, held Ye Cangli's hand and continued to pretend to be asleep.

Ye Cangli's eyes darkened: "When you wake up, don't pretend to be asleep."

Hearing this, Mu Zifeng let go of Ye Cangli's hand, sat up on the bed suddenly, rubbed his messy hair, and said, "When did you know I woke up?"

Ye Cangli shook his numb hand, and brought over the lunch beside him: "When you put my hand on your chest, your heart beat faster."

No way, this man is so scary, you can feel his heart beating faster through a layer of clothes, if you knew it, you would have continued to pillow it under your face, and you can still hold it for a while.

"Eat something." Ye Cangli took the lunch brought by Bing Qianhan and picked some light ones for Mu Zifeng to eat.

He didn't need to pursue the matter of Mu Zifeng's pretending to be asleep. When he thoroughly figured out whether he had anything to do with that organization, he only needed to protect him, prevent him from being bullied by anyone, and live safe and sound.

Looking at the meal in front of him, Mu Zifeng was a little flattered, he didn't know whether he should accept it or not.

Because he began to suspect that the person in front of him was not Ye Cangli, but the person sent by the buyer to arrest him, otherwise why would Ye Cangli be so abnormal.

Ye Cangli pushed the meal forward again: "Mu Zifeng, do you want me to feed you?"

"It's not impossible." He opened his mouth, waiting for Ye Cangli to feed him.

"Picked up?" Ye Cangli's face darkened, this thick-skinned guy kindly gave him a meal, and even pushed his nose on his face.

"You said you wanted to feed me!"

Just now Ye Cangli wanted to violently put the rice in Mu Zifeng's hands and let him eat it by himself, when he remembered the wound under his sleeve, frowned, sat on the side of the bed, filled the rice with a spoon, It was delivered to his mouth: "Open your mouth."

"what?"

Ye Cangli put the spoon into his mouth: "Don't, eat well." Then he fed him mouthful

Mu Zifeng chewed the food in his mouth mechanically, looking straight at Ye Cangli.

Fuck!Ye Cangli won't be dropped, right?

It doesn't matter, just drop whatever you like, if you don't enjoy it, you don't enjoy it.

After feeding, Ye Cangli saw Mu Zifeng sitting on the bed obediently, not acting like a monster, walked to the table and ate his own meal.

He has never had the habit of eating breakfast, and he always eats lunch very early, but today is a special situation, and he has delayed eating until now, and he feels a little uncomfortable from being hungry.

But even so, Ye Cangli's eating speed and movements did not show a trace of anxiety, and were still noble and elegant.