Why can't the main male protagonist get rid of it?

When Ye Xingze and Zhang Ningfeng got on the plane, Zhang Ningfeng didn't believe Ye Xingze's explanation, adjusted his glasses, and was about to educate his boss about the country's laws, but Ye Xingze covered his face with a magazine.

"Am I really thinking too much?" Zhang Ningfeng asked.

"Otherwise," Ye Xingze replied angrily, "I asked you to check how Mu Xihe checked yesterday?"

"Time is tight, I only found a little bit." Speaking of work, Zhang Ningfeng took out a document and handed it to Ye Xingze, not sure if it was a report or a complaint, "It's just an ordinary rich second generation, nothing special, what I have to say , I have a particularly bad temper."

Ye Xingze looked through the information, Zhang Ningfeng always checks every detail when doing this kind of thing, from the moment Mu Xihe was born, what studies he has attended, the results of various major exams, what he likes to do on weekdays, everything is clearly marked on it Chu.

"I like boxing, online games, and I like to wear black, but I am keen on dyeing my hair colored," Ye Xingze suddenly thought of the barber shop he passed by on the way to the apartment when he first arrived. There is a boy with rainbow hair, could it be Mu Xihe? "Then when did he dye his hair back?"

"A few days after his parents passed away, but it's strange to say that he didn't dye black when he attended his parents' funeral, but he did it a few days after his death." Zhang Ningfeng said.

"So it wasn't because of his parents?" Ye Xingze frowned and muttered, "Is it because of me?"

Following this memory, Ye Xingze recalled the ice coke the day we first met, and the broken glass after he knocked on the door, and recalled other details at that time: a young man, sitting on the sofa, Don't touch the phone, don't touch the TV, as if waiting for someone.

Who are you waiting for?

A ridiculous guess appeared in Ye Xingze's mind.

After Mu Xihe sent Ye Xingze away, he made a phone call, picked up his schoolbag and went out.

The destination was an old-fashioned residential building that didn't even have an elevator. Fortunately, it was only on the third floor. When Mu Xihe arrived at the door, he knocked on the door. It was the girl from that day who opened the door.

"You're here," the girl wore a thick sweater with a light blue turtleneck, and greeted Mu Xihe cheerfully, "Come in."

The house is not too big, but it is very warmly furnished. Mu Xihe sat on the sofa casually, "Is there no one in your house?"

"My dad has gone to work, and my mom is taking a nap." The girl explained while sitting on the sofa next to Mu Xihe.

"I don't know your name yet?" Mu Xihe knew, but he still had to ask.

"Cheng Nuo, successful success, the promise of the promise," the girl was a little embarrassed, not daring to look into Mu Xihe's eyes, and asked after a while, "Do you want something to drink?"

"No, let's start."

"Your hand—" Cheng Nuo led the boy into the kitchen, and the space suddenly became cramped. Cheng Nuo felt a burst of heat in the winter, "How about another day?"

"It's okay, just do it," Mu Xihe said lightly, "What's the first step?"

"Let's make the dough first." Cheng Nuo put on the apron first, and then brought another one for Mu Xihe, "It's pretty simple."

Mu Xihe poured water into the basin cautiously, with a serious expression as if he was doing some experiment. After the boy calmed down, Cheng Nuo gradually got used to the atmosphere of the space and carried out the same steps on the side. She did it skillfully and seriously. After a while, a piece of dough with moderate hardness was reconciled.

"It seems that there is too much water." The boy's faint voice suddenly sounded, and the startled girl was shocked. She tilted her head and looked, and there was a piece of dough in the washbasin in front of the boy.

"It's okay, add more noodles if there is too much water." Cheng Nuo instructed the boy to put in some more noodles. The boy was much taller than her. Cheng Nuo looked up and could see a little flour on the boy's cheeks, which contrasted with the boy's fair skin With a serious expression, Cheng Nuo looked a little dazed, and reached out to touch the boy's face.

"What to do?" Mu Xihe had a conditioned reflex, and noticed the girl's hand that was in the air.

"You have a piece of flour on your face." The girl who was found was blushing behind her ears and explained in a panic.

Mu Xihe's hands were covered with flour, which was hard to wipe off, so the girl tried to reach out again, "Let me help you."

"No need," Mu Xihe turned on the faucet beside him, washed his face after washing his hands, "Go ahead."

"Then put it in the oven," Cheng Nuo said after the step of putting it in the oven, "Remember this temperature, just wait for 10 minutes."

"En." Mu Xihe was writing down the steps in his notebook, when the room suddenly fell into silence again, Cheng Nuo's fingers unconsciously rolled up the corners of his clothes, trying to find something to talk about.

"Mu Xihe, do you like sweet things very much?" Cheng Nuo asked, "I see you put a lot of sugar just now."

"Someone likes it." Mu Xihe thought of Ye Xingze, a smile appeared on his always indifferent face, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes were brightened.

"Is it someone you like?" Cheng Nuo felt a little sore in his heart and asked tentatively.

"Well, but he doesn't know yet," Mu Xihe stared at his watch, and when the time came, he turned on the oven, and a smell of milk came over his face, "Is it ready?"

"You can take it out. Remember to wear gloves when you take it out." Cheng Nuo was a little dazed, but he came back to his senses after hearing Mu Xihe's words. Looking at the young man's cautious look, he asked again, "Why did you do this?" Do you want to confess to her?"

"No, it's not yet time," Mu Xihe replied while looking at the biscuits he made while frowning, "I just want to make him happy."

Cheng Nuo's unformed secret love ended unexpectedly, and he was only a little sad in his heart, but soon recovered, "Girls like this kind of little surprise very much, and they will definitely be happy."

Mu Xihe thought of Ye Xingze, who was taller than him, and laughed out loud. After wrapping the biscuits he had made, he took out his phone, "Add a WeChat account."

"Ah?" Cheng Nuo froze for a moment.

"Today took up your time and used things from your house. I'll pay you the tuition fee." Mu Xihe explained.

"No, there is no tuition fee." Cheng Nuo waved his hand and refused.

"I may ask you if I have any questions in the future. Add it to facilitate communication," Mu Xihe said lightly, with a tone that could not be refused. After adding Chengnuo WeChat, he transferred a sum of money, "Accept it, otherwise you will not have any problems in the future." Good to ask you."

"Then I'll go first." Mu Xihe picked up his schoolbag, greeted Cheng Nuo, and left.

It has been three days since Ye Xingze was on a business trip, and he seemed very busy. The messages Mu Xihe sent to Ye Xingze always took two or three hours to get a reply. After three days, Mu Xihe couldn't bear it, so he called Ye Xingze. video.

"Xihe?" Ye Xingze asked in surprise after connecting, "What's the matter?"

"When are you coming back?" Ye Xingze was talking about work with Zhang Ningfeng. After the call was connected, he put it on a stand beside him. Taking advantage of Ye Xingze not looking at him, Mu Xihe used his eyes to trace the outline of Ye Xingze's side face little by little. , There is a little greed in the eyes that cannot be concealed.

"I should be able to go back this week," Ye Xingze heard someone knock on the door just after he finished speaking, "Okay, Xihe, I still have work, so let's hang up first."

"Don't!" Mu Xihe quickly found an excuse after finally seeing him, "I watched a horror movie today, and now I'm a little scared. I won't bother you, so don't hang up."

"Okay, then you are not allowed to make a sound, you know?" Ye Xingze said, "I'll go and open the door first."

Then Mu Xihe saw Zhang Ningfeng again, "Hello, Master Mu."

"Why are you in Brother Xingze's room?" Mu Xihe immediately became vigilant, and glanced at the time on the upper left corner of the phone, it was already 08:30 in the evening.

"What identity did Young Master Mu use to ask this question?" Zhang Ningfeng said slowly, not at all afraid of Mu Xihe's eyes that seemed to eat him.

"I don't want to talk to you, where is Brother Xingze?"

"I came here just to tell Young Master Mu that I am pure friendship with Xingze, so I am not your enemy, but," Zhang Ningfeng picked up the phone and switched the camera, "Your enemy has appeared."

Apart from Ye Xingze, there was another boy in the camera, as if he was drunk, holding Ye Xingze and refusing to let go, with his head still rubbing against Ye Xingze's neck. The hands were chopped off.

"Who is that?" The camera switched back, Mu Xihe frowned and asked with gloomy eyes.

"The youngest son of the partner, as far as I can tell, fell in love with Xingze at first sight." Zhang Ningfeng adjusted his glasses, looking like he had nothing to do with him, "So, Young Master Mu, stop staring at me and find someone else."

"Why don't you stop it?" Mu Xihe could vaguely hear a voice outside the screen, a strange male voice humming and chirping, it was so noisy.

"What does it have to do with me? As an assistant, the first rule of work is not to interfere with your boss's emotional life."

"Aren't you afraid that brother Xingze broke the law?" Mu Xihe was not convinced. He remembered that when Zhang Ningfeng saw him and brother Xingze being "intimate" before, he clearly stopped him. Why did he just change people?

"He's an adult, so it's not illegal to do anything," Zhang Ningfeng reminded, "He was just full last month."

"Ningfeng!" Ye Xingze was so entangled, he managed to get out, and placed the young master of the partner's family on the sofa, "Call Mr. Zhou and take his brother away."

"I'm afraid it won't work. Mr. Zhou was originally sent by Mr. Zhou's assistant, saying that Mr. Zhou asked you to take care of him." Zhang Ningfeng said.

"Brother Xingze, I feel a little uncomfortable..." Young Master Zhou persevered and continued to work hard. Even though he couldn't stand still, he still walked over and hugged Ye Xingze again.

"Zhang Ningfeng, give Brother Xingze the phone." Mu Xihe's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Ye Xingze answered the phone, and before he had time to look at Mu Xihe, he heard a voice from the phone: "My husband—"

The person lying on Ye Xingze's body froze instantly.

Ye Xingze was stunned.

Zhang Ningfeng: Today's young people are amazing.

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