After losing his memory, he was chased by his green tea ex-boyfriend

"enough!"

The sound of stopping with cold anger suddenly sounded, breaking the silence caused by the confrontation.

Mu Shaoai's sweaty hand was let go, and before the coldness could be felt by the skin, the glass of wine in front of him was snatched by a familiar hand.

"Shao Ai is in poor health and cannot drink. This glass of wine...I drank it for him."

Qi Fengyu stood in front of Mu Shaoai with a gloomy face, and raised the goblet with a blunt movement——

All in one drink.

Mu Shaoai was completely stunned.

He stared blankly at the tall figure blocking his vision, before his brain stitched everything together, his emotions brewed an instinctive reaction.

His nasal cavity was astringent, and his eye circles began to feel faintly hot for a week.

For so many years since childhood, this is the first time someone stood in front of him...to protect him.

He has been stubborn since he was a child, and he refuses to bow his head to anyone. Even when facing the person he likes, he is used to standing in the position of protector and bearing everything alone.

... Even after the car accident, when his life was in disarray, he never thought of asking anyone for help.

When his parents noticed something was wrong and flew to the school to see him, he had already put himself together, with a fake and perfect smile, and told them: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

All along, he never felt that there was anything wrong with this.

He realized very early that the only person who can take responsibility for his own life is himself.

But he never knew that it turns out that the feeling of being protected by someone is actually like this...

wonderful.

It was as if he was in a cloud, surrounded by soft clouds, brushing over every inch of his skin as gently as possible, wrapping him airtight, for fear that he would be harmed by the outside world again.

…Maybe I don’t have to be strong forever.

Mu Shaoai was in a trance and couldn't speak, so he held back his sobbing words.

The cold voice just now became hoarse after being soaked in the wine, and it sounded again: "Is this enough? How else can you be satisfied? Do you want another glass?"

Qi Fengyu was still a little angry, his chest was heaving violently, under the influence of alcohol, the whites of his eyes were covered with fine red blood, and his dark pupils shrank to the extreme, like an enraged beast, staring at Josnian viciously .

He threw the glass heavily on the table, and with a bang, the crystal goblet exploded into pieces, and the splashed pieces flew out, and one piece slid across Qi Fengyu's cheek, creating a wound.

Stared at by his scarlet eyes, Josnian instinctively took a step back, fear sweeping his body.

However, in the next moment, realizing that he had actually taken a step back under the intimidation of Mu Shaoai's lover, he became angry again: "Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to drink this glass of wine for Second Young Master Mu?"

He raised his lips contemptuously, and glanced up and down at Qi Fengyu with a look of rubbish: "Do you think... do you deserve it?"

Qi Fengyu's face turned gloomy for an instant, and the hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists.

He looked at Josnian hard as if he wanted to engrave Josnian's face in his heart. As his anger grew, his rationality became clearer.

His heart swelled and contracted due to anger, clamoring for him to pick up the bottle and take a picture of the disgusting face in front of him, but reason wove into a web, firmly confining all the anger in his chest.

He didn't care about Josnian's life or death, but Mu Shaoai did.

He took a deep breath, held back his anger and asked, "...then what do you want?"

Josnian and his flaming eyes looked at each other, and a variety of emotions entangled and grew, giving rise to vile viciousness: "You must stand up for the second young master... It's not impossible. After all, the second young master also said, You are his boyfriend who has been certified by his parents, don't care if you were not worthy of seeing me before, but since Er Shao said so, then I will give him face."

"Since you want to get my forgiveness for him, it's fine..." He pointed to the box under the table, raised his hand to take out a new glass, and smiled: "Then drink all the wine in this box .”

He said it easily, but the box of white wine hadn't been opened yet, and there were six bottles in it, which was enough to cause alcohol poisoning.

Qi Fengyu glanced over lightly, his eyelids twitched, he was silent for a long time, and finally he uttered a word slowly: "Okay..."

"...What a fart?!" Mu Shaoai couldn't believe that he dared to say yes, grabbed his wrist, and was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say: "Are you crazy? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Qi Fengyu's shoulders stiffened, and he didn't speak, but the faint counterweight on his wrist revealed his attitude.

——If Mu Shaoai needs it, then he will do it for him...

Mu Shaoai's nasal bone was aching, and he blinked vigorously to force back the heat flowing in his eye sockets.

"...Stay here." He squeezed out an order through his teeth.

Before Qi Fengyu could react, a thin figure suddenly jumped out from behind him, knocking Josnian down on the sofa.

The wine bottle on the table in the pushing room was brought down, and after a bang, shattered glass shards exploded everywhere.

Mu Shaoai grabbed Josnian's collar tightly with both hands, and pressed him firmly on the sofa. Josnian struggled in a panic, and instinctively punched the person on him.

Mu Shaoai's eyes flickered slightly, and she didn't dodge or dodge, and was punched hard.

The muffled sound of fists hitting his body and Qi Fengyu's angry shout sounded at the same time.

"Shao Ai!"

Josnian was frightened by his sudden movement, and his mind was still not clear. Seeing that Mu Shaoai was still pressing on him, he instinctively swung his fist at him again.

This time, Mu Shaoai grabbed his arm and twisted backwards.

Josnian howled in pain, met Mu Shaoai's cold eyes, and suddenly trembled, not daring to struggle anymore.

Someone wanted to rush over to help Josnian, but meeting Mu Shaoai's indifferent gaze, he silently retracted the leg he had stepped forward.

In the end, only Qi Fengyu approached the sofa with Mu Shaoai's acquiescence.

He gritted his teeth and wanted to punch Josnian again, but Mu Shaoai stopped him.

Mu Shaoai subconsciously reached out to grab the tie, and when he touched his empty neck, he clicked his tongue impatiently, pressed Josnian to his knees on the sofa even harder, held him firmly, and turned his head to face him. Qi Fengyu said: "Go get a goblet and pour the half bottle of wine that was left just now."

Qi Fengyu frowned at him.

Because of the series of violent movements just now, Mu Shaoai's well-styled hair was completely messed up, hanging on his forehead, half covering his eyes, adding a touch of gloomy hostility to him.

He shook his head to shake off the broken hair, looked up at Qi Fengyu, and urged again: "Go quickly."

Those almond eyes, which are always gentle, contained a different kind of violence than usual, which washed away his pretended calm and restraint, revealing a leaking sense of danger...

Extraordinarily sexy.

Qi Fengyu took a deep look at him, his Adam's apple slid twice calmly, without saying anything, he turned around and poured the wine as he asked.

All the wine on the table had been spilled on the ground, so he simply took out a bottle from the box of wine under the table, opened it, and poured a full glass.

Qi Fengyu was holding a glass of wine and a half bottle of wine, and coldly glanced at the surrounding people, shaking the bottle in his hand threateningly, until everyone avoided his sight. He walked back to the sofa without haste.

"Here you are." He held out the wine glass in his hand.

Mu Shaoai was not in a hurry to take the wine in his hand, first he maintained a state of restraint, turned Josnian over, let him sit on the sofa, facing them.

Josnian went mad with anger. He stared at him with teary eyes, but dared not speak out.

Mu Shaoai calmed down his shortness of breath, and then said: "I just let you punch me—"

Josnian froze for a moment, he didn't expect that he did it on purpose.

Qi Fengyu who was standing next to Mu Shaoai swayed angrily, spilled some of the wine in his hand, soaking his fingers.

This little bastard...he knew it!

He gritted his teeth, and made another note to Mu Shaoai in his heart.

"—Now, I don't owe you anything."

Mu Shaoai made sure that Josnian clearly understood what he was saying, so he slowly added the follow-up.

He raised his chin slightly, gave Qi Fengyu a wink, motioned him to put the wine in front of Josnian, and slowly threatened: "Now, you owe me a drink... Xiao Qiao, I'll give you a chance. If you pour down this glass of wine in one breath, this matter will be turned over like this."

He was returning Josnian's persecution intact.

Josnian's face turned pale, and he asked tremblingly, "...What if I can't drink it?"

"Huh?" Mu Shaoai raised his eyebrows slightly, and chuckled lightly, his voice seemed to be slicing across the strings of the violin with the softest force, silky and elegant: "If you can't drink it... If you can't drink it... ,then what should we do?"

He seemed to sigh with regret: "Then I can't do it myself and pour the whole box of liquor into your mouth, can I? Xiao Qiao... what do you think?"

There was no superfluous expression on his face, but the slow and threatening tone and the dark emotion in his eyes made him unable to question the courage.

He is serious...

Josnian found out in despair.

This look of Mu Shaoai easily activated Josnian's memory, allowing him to recall the last time Mu Shaoai had this expression, it was the time when he went crazy and broke the legs of two little hooligans in his sophomore year of high school.

It was that incident that caused Mu Shaoai to get involved with them. The Mu family couple who came to pick him up finally realized the seriousness of the matter. public school.

But God knows, it's okay for Josnian and the others to fight with a group of children of the same age, but like Mu Shaoai, who beat two adults to death... They can't do it.

Josnian still remembered that that time, it was because a sick little girl was almost dragged into a dark alley by those two people, but this time, it was just because he drank that man a glass of wine...

Josnian smiled bitterly, lowered his head in resignation, and said in a hoarse voice, "Bring it here, I'll drink it."

He knew that since Mu Shaoai dared to make such a threat, he would do it.

Mu Shaoai looked at him quietly for a while, then turned his head and said to Qi Fengyu, "Feed him to drink."

His voice was low and hoarse, and he was not a person with extremely sensitive hearing, and the tremor in his voice could hardly be heard.

Under Mu Shaoai's gesture, Qi Fengyu's hand holding the wine glass was as steady as Mount Tai, and he didn't even give Josnian a chance to catch his breath, forcing him to drink the whole glass of liquor in one gulp.

After it was over, Josnian couldn't stand the smell of alcohol rising up his esophagus, so he coughed, so hot that tears came out.

Only then did Mu Shaoai let him go.

He stood up, held Qi Fengyu's hand and planned to leave, the whole room looked at them, but no one dared to stop him.

Before he was about to leave, Mu Shaoai stopped, turned his body slightly and scanned the people in the room, his gaze stayed on Josnian for a second, and said calmly: "Don't let Lu Ran call me out from now on, I will won't come."

After finishing speaking, he didn't miss it any more, and took Qi Fengyu to stride out of the room.

When he first left the room, Mu Shaoai's expressionless profile looked calm.

Qi Fengyu was dragged forward by him, thinking of Josnian's tearful face at the end, his heart seemed to be soaked in honey water.

——Compared with those incomparably cherished friendships in the past, Mu Shaoai chose herself.

Just this matter made Qi Fengyu's raised lip corners unable to be suppressed at all.

He stared at Mu Shaoai's side face without turning his eyes away, until he noticed that the man's already pale cheeks were turning pale, his lips were trembling violently, and even his steps were getting faster and faster.

In the end, Mu Shaoai almost dragged Qi Fengyu out of the bar.

As soon as he breathed in the fresh air, he rushed to the flower bed by the side of the road, facing the soil, and vomited out everything he ate and drank that night.