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

Mu Shaoai's face became hot after being kissed by him, and his cold fingers became warm again.

He curled up his fingertips awkwardly, but was straightened even harder, and he kissed deeply.

The sound of kisses echoed in the room.

After Qi Fengyu evacuated, the skin of his fingertips was wet with saliva.

"...Don't kiss me." Mu Shaoai tried hard to withdraw his hand, but Qi Fengyu was pulled towards him.

He was startled, afraid that what happened in the car before would repeat itself, blushed and calmed down, sat there motionless, when Qi Fengyu tried to pull his hand over again, there was no other resistance except for a slight stiffness up.

Indescribably well-behaved.

A smile flashed across Qi Fengyu's eyes, his gaze passed between Mu Shaoai's legs, and he pointedly asked: "Do you hate this kind of thing?...or are you afraid?"

Mu Shaoai instinctively arched his waist and abdomen when he saw him, but found out in embarrassment that he had nowhere to hide.

He moved his legs awkwardly, staring straight at the pattern on the carpet, as if a treasure map was drawn on it, and he was busy hunting for it.

"I don't have... food and sex, it's human nature, and it's not like I don't have that ability. It's just that you always pounce on me so suddenly, it kind of scares me..." Mu Shaoai explained in a low voice, his eyes wandered everywhere, He just didn't dare to fall on Qi Fengyu.

Every time Qi Fengyu intends to do something to him, he will appear very aggressive, but at this time he is very shameless, making Mu Shaoai's refusal always useless.

He always felt that he was going to lose his virginity.

To be honest, after going through that scene in the car... unwilling but really enjoyable, if Mu Shaoai didn't realize that he had any misunderstandings about the relationship between the two of them, it would be an insult to him IQ.

It's not that he... It's not that he can't accept such a thing at all, it's just that the shock of realizing the reality is too great, and he still needs some time to digest it.

Anyway... sooner or later it will develop to this point.

Mu Shaoai thought in embarrassment.

Qi Fengyu saw that the emotions of anger and embarrassment alternated on his face, fire was almost coming out of his eyes, his whole body was alive, and he had no energy to think about what was there or what was not, and a smile flashed in his eyes for a moment.

He knew that it was because he was too anxious just now that Mu Shaoai started to think wildly, but he had really endured it for too long. When Mu Shaoai subconsciously showed the reaction of running away, he suddenly thought eagerly To confirm something, a certain feeling.

... Mu Shaoai is not the only one who is afraid of losing.

Besides, when he was in the car, Mu Shaoai was the only one who had a good time. From his point of view, it was a little... unfair.

Qi Fengyu knelt on the ground on one knee, playing with Mu Shaoai's right hand which he failed to get away several times, squeezed his fingertips one by one, and asked casually: "What happened in the car...is it annoying?" ?”

Mu Shaoai's cheeks flushed red after being questioned one after another, and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to sew Qi Fengyu's mouth shut.

...Didn't you say you want to discuss his condition?Why do you keep talking about the car?

He didn't want to answer, so he was silent.

Qi Fengyu waited for a while, but didn't get an answer, instead he persevered.

"Speak." He shook Mu Shaoai's hand, and he lay down on Mu Shaoai's lap, looking up at his face and urging him.

This pose...!

Mu Shaoai's scalp was numb from the sudden weight on his thighs, not to mention that Qi Fengyu's free hand was dangling on the heel of his leg, and his fingers brushed the hollow of his leg intentionally or unintentionally.

What the skin sensed made Mu Shaoai's hairs stand on end.

Qi Fengyu poked his palm forward again as if threatening, and asked forcefully, "Answer me."

Mu Shaoai couldn't ignore him any more, grabbed his fluttering hand in a panic and pressed it firmly to the side, gritted her teeth and said: "...I don't hate it."

With his hands restrained by Mu Shaoai, Qi Fengyu simply rubbed his whole body up a little bit, and buried his head in Mu Shaoai's waist, his voice was separated by a layer of cloth, dull and damp: "Then...is it comfortable?"

Mu Shaoai's back arched due to stress, and he wanted to retreat, but he couldn't move even an inch because his legs were firmly pressed down. One of his two hands was held by Qi Fengyu, and the other was suppressing Qi Fengyu to make trouble hand, now there is no way to push Qi Fengyu's head away.

A thin layer of shirt fabric can block the touch of the skin, but it can't stop Qi Fengyu from breathing more and more heavily, hitting his lower abdomen one after another.

Even Mu Shaoai's scalp began to tingle.

If he didn't think of a way to change the subject, he was afraid that his ass would explode soon.

"...En." After Mu Shaoai responded hastily, he begged in a low voice: "Don't you want to talk to me about my illness? Let's talk about something serious."

Hearing these words, Qi Fengyu stopped struggling with his hands.

He raised his head, with a teasing smile in his eyes: "Are you willing to talk now? Are you not afraid? Are you going to avoid talking about it?"

Mu Shaoai: "..."

What are you afraid of?Now he is even more afraid that Qi Fengyu will directly push him on the bed and perform Fa-rectification on the spot, okay?

Those feelings of self-blame and frustration just now had been scattered to nowhere. Thinking about it now, Mu Shaoai even felt that he was a little funny just now.

Could it be... Qi Fengyu deliberately used this method to relax him?

Mu Shaoai quietly looked at Qi Fengyu's expression.

He completely sat on Mu Shaoai's instep, with his arms resting on Mu Shaoai's thigh, and his whole body was half-folded on him, which not only restricted Mu Shaoai from running around, but also this kind of intimate touch brought a feeling of intimacy. A consolation.

Just when Mu Shaoai was almost sure that he was deliberately relaxing himself, he saw a trace of regret streaking across Qi Fengyu's dark pupils.

Mu Shaoai: "..."

It's confirmed, Qi Fengyu just wanted to play a hooligan.

After a while, Mu Shaoai finally calmed down.

He wanted Qi Fengyu to speak clearly, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know where to start.

Qi Fengyu has been told about the cause and the past, and all that can be said is why he got sick.

And as for why you get sick...

Mu Shaoai lowered his eyelashes slightly, thinking to himself, it was nothing more than because he was too weak and unable to bear the cruel reality, could there be any other reason?

What is there to say?

Expose yourself to Qi Fengyu and say that I am a weak person?

Mu Shaoai sighed lightly, and firmly held Qi Fengyu's hands, as if he wanted to gain some strength to support himself.

Qi Fengyu noticed his movement, and shook back harder, expressing his support.

After receiving the response, Mu Shaoai relaxed a little, closed his eyes and said hoarsely: "I don't know what to say. You can ask, I will answer you if I can answer."

Qi Fengyu considered his words for a while, looked at his face, and asked slowly: "Since you transferred to a public middle school in your third year of high school, have you almost lost contact with Lu Ran, Josnian and the others?"

Mu Shaoai didn't expect him to start from here. He was taken aback for a while, and after thinking about it for a long time, he answered uncertainly: "...it seems so? Because I made a big fuss about hurting someone, Joe Si Nian and Lu Ran were taken home by their parents to be educated."

Josnian and Lu Ran were originally implicated by him, but Mu Shaoai didn't even get a chance to explain, so he was sent to a public school by his parents, and he couldn't contact Lu Ran and the others for a long time.

Thinking about it now, the conflict between him and Josnian might have been buried since then.

Thinking of Josnian's attitude of hatred towards him, Mu Shaoai still felt a little uncomfortable.

Qi Fengyu didn't want to see him feel sad because of someone like Josnian.

He squeezed Mu Shaoai's thigh to attract his attention, and continued to ask: "So, what Lu Ran and the others represent is friendship...?"

Mu Shaoai pulled his hand away, blushed and nodded: "Yes."

"Yu Wanwan...you treat her like a sister, she represents family affection," Qi Fengyu continued, his eyes darkened a little, "and the person you pursued in the third year of high school, he represents love."

Although Mu Shaoai felt that his statement was a bit strange, but strictly speaking it was not wrong, so he continued to nod: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"Shao Ai..." Qi Fengyu sighed softly, and looked up at him, "In just one year, you lost friendship, family, and love one after another, and you were even lying on the hospital bed and unable to walk... …It's hard for anyone to get through that kind of bad thing after another."

He leaned up slightly, patted Mu Shaoai's head distressedly, and said gently: "You will be in pain, it will be difficult to accept the reality, and you will even have a nervous breakdown... These are very normal reactions. You are not weak, and you are not weak when you are sick. it's not your fault."

Mu Shaoai's pupils suddenly dilated, and his whole body trembled.

He never thought that Qi Fengyu would say that, and for a moment he could hardly believe his ears.

His lips trembled, and he was speechless for a long time.

In fact, Qi Fengyu knew more than Mu Shaoai imagined—he knew that Mu Shaoai hadn't made any other friends for a whole year in high school, and the young man erected his thorns, resisting getting close to others.

Thinking about it now, the reason why Mu Shaoai took the initiative to approach him was most likely because of their similarities.

They are different from their peers who are full of youthful vitality and wanton hormones at that age.

They think too much and can do too little.

Weak beings always like to hug each other for warmth, hoping that they can also be the strength to support others.

But now, after seven years of growth, he can finally become the strength to support Mu Shaoai.

Qi Fengyu stood up and held Mu Shaoai's pointed chin with both hands.

"You have to believe what I say, it's not your fault, stop blaming yourself for the whims of fate."

Mu Shaoai looked at him, his amber eyes gradually flooded with water, and the corners of his lips bent down regardless of his will.

Nobody ever told him it wasn't his fault.

Could it be...he can try to believe Qi Fengyu's words?

"I—" Mu Shaoai just said a word, and Qi Fengyu bowed his head and kissed her.

Different from the last kiss, this time Qi Fengyu was very forceful, his lips were heavily crushed on Mu Shaoai's lips, and the hands holding Mu Shaoai's shoulders trembled slightly.

Lips intertwined, absorbing the gap of air, Mu Shaoai heard Qi Fengyu's sonorous promise: "I promise you, I will always be by your side, and I will never let you...lose me again."

Mu Shaoai trembled slightly, the salty tears filled his lips and teeth.