[Quick Wear] The villain always salivates at me

Ruan Tang was choked, his slightly round eyes widened a little, watery and confused, and he was still holding a glass tightly in his hand, like a little squirrel that had been enchanted by a fixation spell.

"No, no!"

Ruan Tang shook his head quickly, his voice was anxious, and there was a trace of nervousness on his face, "I am rich, you don't need to move bricks, I can afford you, you can rest here for a few days."

"real!"

He raised his little paw and almost swore to God.

Asking Wen Yiqi to move bricks, he never thought about it.

Let's not say that I came here to give Wen Yiqi warmth, it should be because I treat Wen Yiqi well and let Wen Yiqi move bricks in order to support himself——

This is too outrageous.

Moreover, Wen Yiqi's temperament is not simple. If he regains his memory, will he be caught and eaten?

Thinking of this scene, Ruan Tang couldn't help but flinch, trying to tighten himself up.

Wen Yiqi looked at Ruan Tang's wet eyes, innocent and innocent inside, full of worry, it was as if a spoonful of rum had been poured into his heart, it was sweet, but somewhat intoxicating.

He grabbed Ruan Tang's raised hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, the coldness at the end of his eyes melted a little, and his voice was low, "You don't have to lie to me."

"I know the situation at home. Our rice bags are all empty, so where do you have any money?" Wen Yiqi frowned, and pinched Ruan Tang's cheek, "Good boy, don't worry."

"Besides, moving bricks is also a profession. There is no distinction between high and low professions, as long as you can make money. Don't worry, I can support you in the future."

Wen Yiqi doesn't think that he will move bricks in the future, after all, this job is tiring and doesn't make much money.

It's just that now that he has lost his memory and his ID card, it is a little troublesome to find a job. Besides, the situation at home is not very good. He also saw it just now, and he can't even eat.

He will never let the children bear the pressure of life alone.

After he reissues his ID card, he can find another job.

Ruan Tang replied feebly, not wanting to refute anymore.

No matter what he said, Wen Yiqi would find an angle to refute himself, and he couldn't justify Wen Yiqi at all.

"Then do it for a while, if you don't get used to it, you must stop," Ruan Tang pursed his lips, and gently grasped Wen Yiqi's hand with his slender, fair fingers, "Brother's body is more important."

Wen Yiqi only felt a little itchy in his palm, as if a cat's paw had been gently scratched.

With a muffled laugh, he tightened his palms and grabbed Ruan Tang's hand into his own, "I see."

"By the way, brother, do you still remember your name?"

Ruan Tang's ears turned red from Wen Yiqi's actions, he moved his fingertips uncomfortably, moved his eyes to the other side, and changed the subject.

Wen Yiqi was startled, he frowned, put one hand on his forehead, and closed his eyelids lightly, as if he was trying to remember.

However, his head was blank, and after a short while, someone seemed to be talking in his ears, the noise was mixed with humming, and the next moment, he heard someone calling him, "Wen Yiqi, run!"

Then there was a huge "bang" sound, as if something had collapsed, and a huge figure flashed past, not resembling a human being.

Wen Yiqi pinched the bridge of his nose, his eyes were cold and gloomy, and after a while, he finally uttered a few words, "Wen Yiqi."

"I seem to be called by that name."

Ruan Tang looked at the wrinkles between Wen Yiqi's brows, and approached him worriedly.

He lightly rubbed Wen Yiqi's brows, with a soft and obedient voice, comforting him in a small voice, "Brother, don't think about it until your head hurts. One day you will think about it."

"Anyway, I can afford my brother."

Wen Yiqi couldn't help but smile, and asked with a straight face on purpose, "Who will support whom?"

Ruan Tang changed his words aggrieved, "Brother takes care of me."

Only then did Wen Yiqi laugh, his amber eyes showed a warm color under the sun, they looked like a spoonful of sweet syrup, gentle and affectionate.

"By the way, have I had any occupations before? I'll see if there is any job that is easier for me to get started."

Wen Yiqi seemed to have thought of something, and pretended to ask casually.

Ruan Tang lowered his head and was reading the message someone sent him on WeChat. Now he subconsciously shook his head, "Brother, you don't know me well."

"How would I know?"

Hearing this sentence in Wen Yiqi's ears, it had another meaning.

Could it be that I didn't even tell my children what work I did when I went out?

And what was that huge figure he saw from his memory just now? Was he engaged in some strange occupation before?

Wen Yiqi lowered his eyelashes, blocking the worry and depression in his eyes.

I used to be a real scumbag.

Thinking of this, Wen Yiqi felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He looked sideways at the child beside him, pursed his lips, and raised his hand to touch the child's soft and fluffy hair, but when he thought of the child's "unfamiliar", he Then he withdrew his hand a little bit disappointed.

Is it true that the child still wants to break up with himself?

Wen Yiqi's eyes darkened.

"By the way, brother, my name is Ruan Tang." Ruan Tang put down the phone, looked at Wen Yiqi with bright eyes, "You can call me Tangtang."

It was only now that he remembered that the two of them did not share names.

Wen Yiqi rubbed Ruan Tang's hair, responded lightly, and hooked the corners of his lips, "Tangtang."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Ruan Tang looked away embarrassedly, his ears turned red.

Wen Yiqi went to look for work after breakfast, and Ruan Tang gave Wen Yiqi a spare key to facilitate his entry and exit.

There was also a shortage of manpower at the nearby construction site. When Wen Yiqi went, the foreman looked at Wen Yiqi for a long time, and couldn't help but say, "You are so handsome, why don't you become a celebrity and come to my construction site to move bricks?"

"convenient."

Wen Yiqi opened his mouth lightly, without explaining anything.

"Come on, you can try it first. I pay by the day here, 200 yuan a day. If you move more, I can pay more."

The foreman pointed to the red bricks piled up beside him, and motioned Wen Yiqi to try it out.

Wen Yiqi walked over with a blank face, and easily picked up a large pile. There were more bricks in the small trolley beside him. He pulled it more like he ignored the weight, and he didn't sweat or pant.

Looking at it this way, the strength is indeed great.

In order to keep him, the foreman raised his salary to 300 yuan a day, and Wen Yiqi had no objection to this.

At noon, the sun's rays were the strongest, and Wen Yiqi's back and shoulder blades were all wet with sweat, but he didn't feel too tired. He watched other workers go to eat, and he walked aside to buy A box lunch.

The money was given to him by the child before he left.

Wen Yiqi found a place in the shade of a tree and took apart the chopsticks when he heard an unbelievable voice, "Boss!"