I am beautiful and weak but attack

"Are you scared?" Qi Yi held the steering wheel with his left hand, and buttoned his shirt with his right hand until the top one.

The normal Mr. Qi made Lu Xichen heave a sigh of relief, and replied stiffly, "I'm not scared."

Qi Yi glanced at him: "Actually, I have already arrived, someone bullied you, won't you fight back?"

"You can't beat him up." Lu Xichen said.

Because he didn't want to be discovered, Qi Yi stayed far away, he didn't know what was going on, he only chose to appear when he sensed what happened from the change in Lu Xichen's expression.

"I just saw a man with kidney deficiency staring at you viciously, did he... have bad breath?" Qi Yi asked.

Lu Xichen stared at him strangely, suspecting that he had been bugged by the other party.

Qi Yi instantly saw through his thoughts, and said naturally: "My eyes can tell."

Lu Xichen pursed his lips and leaned against the comfortable seat: "A few sour words, nothing to worry about."

It's okay, do you want to beat someone up?Qi Yi suppressed the thoughts in his heart: "Oh~"

This is what he wanted to go wrong, Lu Xichen would rather fight than fight with shrews in the street.

"Mr. Qi, are you in a good mood?" Lu Xichen felt that the other party's state today was unusual, so he couldn't help asking.

Qi Yi did not refute: "If you call me by my name, I will feel better."

"..." Lu Xichen.

Qi Yi: "Is my name so hard to say?"

Lu Xichen scratched his face to hide his embarrassment: "Qi Yi."

"En." Qi Yi stopped the car.

The modeling room arrives.

Lu Xichen didn't know how to open the door, so he could only wait for Qi Yi to operate it for him. The other person's breath brushed his face, and the body temperature of another person was transmitted to his body.

The door opened.

Lu Xichen felt a little weak.

Qi Yi maintained the posture of sticking to him, the two looked at each other, their noses crossed.

Lu Xichen first couldn't keep looking away.

"I want to kiss you." A low voice whispered in his ear.

Lu Xichen thought he heard it wrong: "You don't like Boss Meng, why are you still..."

"He won't like me." Qi Yi pressed Lu Xichen's plump and moist lips with his thumb, and rubbed it heavily until it became red. "A person like him will never be able to focus on someone alone."

Lu Xichen bit the finger that stuck into his mouth, his sultry peach blossom eyes received the people who approached him, and his eyes sparkled: "Could the progress be too fast?"

Qi Yi was stunned for a moment.

Lu Xichen pushed the opponent's thumb with the tip of his tongue: "Styling should take a lot of time. Don't you have to be there at 10:[-] for the banquet?" There was nothing unusual about his attitude, and he was still a soft dumpling.

Qi Yi turned back and let out a smirk. He almost forgot that the other party accidentally showed strength when he was talking to him at the banquet. The other party was not a silly little white rabbit, but someone who would definitely devour the Lord... He glanced at Lu Xichen's delicate face , a particularly beautiful fox.

The two entered the modeling room as if nothing had happened.

Coincidentally, Lu Xichen bumped into an unexpected person, whom he met not long ago.

The man looked directly at the mirror in front of him, his eyes swept over Lu Xichen and Qi Yi beside him, his thick and handsome sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and the obsidian-like eyes under the long eyelashes reflected the refracted light, making it difficult to discern the deep meaning in them.

"not busy?"

Lu Xichen looked at Qi Yi who was the first to speak, with a slightly revealing expression on his face, do you know each other?

Qi Yi nodded slightly at him: "You can be considered my friend, Fu Qi." But there was no extra introduction, "This is Lu Xichen, my male companion today."

"Hello." Fu Qi recognized who Lu Xichen was, but he didn't show any other abnormalities, as if the two really met for the first time.

Lu Xichen recalled the death of the society at that time, his face became hot, and he replied in a low voice: "Hello."

Qi Yi, who was paying attention, narrowed his eyes slightly, but before he could taste it, the gloomy bass interrupted his thoughts.

"Your new boyfriend looks more stupid than before." Fu Qi's voice dispersed the small noises in the studio, leaving a piece of silence.

The staff next to him pricked up their ears.

Qi Yi's complexion changed, and he immediately said nonchalantly: "Fu Qi, did I offend you? There's no need to clean me up like this." As he spoke, he grabbed Lu Xichen, pushed him a little far away, and asked the staff to give him a hand. People do styling.

When the hand is released.

"Fu Qi and Meng Yunxiao have been at odds since they were young, and I have a good relationship with Meng Yunxiao..." He didn't finish his words, but the unfinished rhyme was enough to make people understand the meaning behind his words.

Lu Xichen was baffled, so there was no need to explain it to him, he didn't care, how could a rich and beautiful young man in his 20s not have a few lovers, the difference might be that it was seamless at the same time.

The sound of conversation in the studio was temporarily lost, only the footsteps of the staff walking back and forth.

Fu Qi arrived many hours earlier than them, they had just started, and the other party had already finished, frowning with a ferocious expression, as if the whole world owed him money, and left straight away.

Lu Xichen looked at the other person's back from the mirror, he seemed to be hated?

……

The banquet was scheduled for 10:10 and they were [-] minutes late.

The host is speaking.

The guests at the banquet focused their attention on the front desk, and few people noticed that there were two more people in the venue.

Lu Xichen sat next to Qi Yi and quietly sat down on the sofa behind the potted plant, and then Qi Yi's phone vibrated.

"I'm here." Without waiting for the other party to speak, Qi Yi struck first.

Lu Xichen looked at the other side and looked at himself.

"Well, I brought someone."

"Okay, I'll go."

Lu Xichen: I have a bad feeling.

His hunch did not disappoint him.

Where Qi Yi is present, Meng Yun will naturally not be absent, so Meng Yunxiao should also be there.

Lu Xichen glanced at Qi Yi whose face suddenly turned cold, and didn't know what the meaning of such entanglement was. With an attitude of eating melons that had nothing to do with him, he silently moved to the blind spot of the two people's perspectives, and a waiter happened to pass by. There are several glasses of juice on the plate.

Taking a glass casually, he smiled at the waiter.

The waiter bowed his head politely to him, and immediately walked towards the long table with various delicacies, replacing the drinks that had been sitting there for a while.

When Lu Xichen was about to sit down with the juice, his arm bumped into something suddenly, and the cup in his hand fell due to inertia.

A suit was completely ruined, and it was soaked with a large amount of dark color mixed with light red, full of the fragrance of watermelon.

"Sorry." An insincere apology rang in his ears at the same time.

Lu Xichen looked up.

Meng Yun put her hand in and stood in front of him.

"Meng Yun." The angry words broke through the temporary stagnation in the arena, Qi Yi pulled Lu Xichen who seemed to be in a daze, "Don't appear in front of me again in the future."

This may be the first time the other party has made such a clear and severe announcement.

Meng Yun's expression was unbelievable, her eye circles turned red instantly, and she refused to show weakness, she stared at the two stubbornly: "Brother Yi, how long have you known each other just for him?"

"It has nothing to do with Xichen." Qi Yi was impatient, "You should have understood my attitude a long time ago, if it wasn't him, it wouldn't be you, is it clear?"

"But you never got angry with me because of others." Meng Yun's voice was dry, mixed with powerlessness and loneliness, bursting out with a terrible paranoia.

Qi Yi's face was ugly: "You are no different from them, don't be too sentimental."

Probably because he didn't want to continue entanglement with others, Qi Yi lowered his eyes and gave Meng Yun a particularly cold look, and led Lu Xichen away.

Lu Xichen felt the scorching gaze from his back that couldn't be ignored, and secretly sighed that it was bad luck.

"Go and wipe the water on your body, and I'll ask someone to deliver a set of clothes." Qi Yi apologized, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Lu Xichen followed the other party into the long corridor familiarly, and came to an unlocked empty room, which should be a lounge specially prepared for guests, and he waited on the side.

"Are you angry?" Qi Yi looked sideways at the person who didn't say a word the whole time.

Seeing the other party stop, Lu Xichen pushed open the door on his own initiative. The shadow in the room hit his calm browbones, his moist thin lips opened and closed, and two indifferent words came out: "No."

"I tied Meng Yun here and asked you to pour him a glass of juice?" Qi Yi turned on the light familiarly.

The sudden brightness made Lu Xichen narrow his eyes, and the first impression of Qi Yi in his heart was subverted again at this moment: "Mr. Qi, are you joking with me?" He passed by the other party, "If so, I am indeed delighted , I hope you don’t talk about it next time.”

Qi Yi was choked up in his throat, and he cleared his throat: "You go to the bathroom to tidy up, I'll be back soon."

Lu Xichen ignored him.

Isn't this just angry?Qi Yi was speechless, a little amused in his heart.

The door closed again.

Standing in front of the sink, Lu Xichen unbuttoned his suit one by one, and peeled off the high-grade material sticking to his skin. His fingers were stained with thick moisture, and he frowned slightly. The feeling of feedback to the nerve center made him feel uncomfortable. .

It was like touching a pool of blood-spattered clothes.

Lu Xichen's eyes flickered, why did he think of this metaphor?

Clothes dropped onto the smooth marble surface.

The fingers with well-proportioned muscles and bones spread out in front of his eyes one after another, and the lines between the fingers were smeared with light red.

For a moment, he felt his hands were covered with blood.

The sound of running water rang out, filled with warmth.

Lu Xichen lowered his black head and reached into the porcelain white oval concave basin to wash his dirty hands. The blank expression between his brows was submerged in the sound of running water, and he mechanically cleaned his fingers.

It was as if someone had deliberately cast the Forgetting Curse. Since he traveled here to do the so-called task, all he thought about was how to complete the task quickly without trouble, but he forgot to think about his own life.

He doesn't remember his life before time travel, his identity before time travel, whether he has family, friends, lover...

In his heart, Lu Xichen called for the mysterious voice that was usually in a dead state, that mysterious voice that would always pop up when he was about to give up the mission to give him a sense of presence and release mission information.

"I know you're here, don't pretend to be dead." Lu Xichen suppressed his anger, "What happened to my memory?"

"Please answer as soon as possible, otherwise you will find someone else to do the task for you."

The language of penetration threats works.

The mysterious voice responded: [Because it is very dangerous to travel through time and space, my strength is already insufficient, so I can barely keep you safe, and your soul is indeed affected by it. In order to prevent your consciousness from collapsing, urgently repair the affected part Stripped, had to leave some post-traumatic sequelae]

"Really?" Lu Xichen was dubious.