The substitute is actually a scum attacking himself

Jiang Muye stopped by Xie Xingzhou's lips, and was stunned for half a minute.

Then, as if he didn't understand, he forced Xie Xingzhou to kiss him again, and smiled vaguely, "I just moved in for a few days and now I want to move out, aren't you used to it?"

Jiang Muye's tone sounded calm, but when he took Xie Xingzhou's lips, he bit his lips, and the kiss was urgent and eager.

Xie Xingzhou trembled in pain, struggling to push his heavy shoulders.

Jiang Muye picked up his waist with one hand, hugged him around, lifted him up and put him on the carving table.

Xie Xingzhou was forced to press down on the mahogany engraved statue in a shameful posture. He realized this behavior and struggled even harder.

Jiang Muye knew that Xie Xingzhou was under Bao Bao's body again, but at this moment, he didn't care about any broken boards, and his big hands firmly pressed down on Xie Xingzhou's legs, preventing Xie Xingzhou from breaking free.

Xie Xingzhou is thin in stature, and compared with Jiang Muye, who has been playing basketball all year round, his strength is very different. He was finally imprisoned tightly and unable to move.

Several carving knives placed on the engraving table were swept to the ground by two people, making a "jingle bang" sound.

Xie Xingzhou was forced to look up. His neck was sore and stiff, and the base of his tongue was so painful that he felt like he was about to suffocate...

"Hiss—" Jiang Muye's heart was very dry, and after bullying Xie Xingzhou for an unknown amount of time, he was accidentally bitten by Xie Xingzhou.

He backed away with a soft hiss, pressed the corner of his bitten mouth, and looked at Xie Xingzhou with deep eyes.

Xie Xingzhou's lips were pale, his chest was heaving and panting, and he called his name with accusation in his eyes: "Jiang Muye..."

"Okay, let's talk about moving." Jiang Muye hurriedly interrupted him, "I stayed up all night, don't die here, come to bed with me."

After finishing speaking, he picked up Xie Xingzhou and walked towards the bedroom.

Xie Xingzhou's panting became more and more rapid. When Jiang Muye carried him into the bedroom, he grabbed Jiang Muye's collar by the chest and repeated what he said just now: "Jiang Muye, didn't you hear me when I said we broke up?"

Jiang Muye's footsteps stopped, and his body was a little stiff, but he recovered in just a second.

Throwing Xie Xingzhou onto the bed forcefully, he knelt on one knee at the end of the bed, bent down and pressed down to trap the stunned person.

The electronic clock beside the bed was ticking, and it was only seven o'clock—if Xie Xingzhou hadn't lost his temper, they should still be hugging each other and sleeping soundly.

Jiang Muye stared at Xie Xingzhou closely, with bottomless coldness in his eyes, and after a while he said two words in a deep voice: "Reason."

Xie Xingzhou had just recovered from the overwhelming plunder, he tilted his head, exposing his scabbed left earlobe——

The scab formed is also black, and the mole seems to have been removed after being removed.

Xie Xingzhou laughed, and said flatly: "There is no reason."

"Then don't lose your temper, I've been very tired these two days, don't mess with me." Jiang Muye exhaled, and turned Xie Xingzhou to face him.

The team recruited a lot of new things, Duan Jingcheng's condition worsened and he needed to travel between two places, and Jiang Wenshan urged him to do serious work from time to time. These trivial things are usually not considered, but together they are enough to annoy Jiang Muye for a while.

But Xie Xingzhou is not good.

"I didn't lose my temper." Xie Xingzhou looked directly at Jiang Muye above him without any hesitation, his appearance did not seem to be deceiving.

Jiang Muye was slightly taken aback, realizing that Xie Xingzhou might not be joking.

But the irritability in his heart piled up more and more, and in the end he didn't want to think about anything, he just lowered his head and wanted to kiss Xie Xingzhou.

Xie Xingzhou quickly turned his head away, and Jiang Muye pinched his jaw again, forcing him to turn around.

Xie Xingzhou dodged again, and while the two were tugging like this, a cool white object fell out of Jiang Muye's collar and hit Xie Xingzhou's collarbone.

Xie Xingzhou felt pain and looked down.

Jiang Muye put his hand on his shoulder as if he didn't want him to see it.

It's just that Jiang Muye didn't have time to take the object away.

Xie Xingzhou had already seen it, he stretched out his hand to hook the black rope around Jiang Muye's neck, and grabbed the piece of jade into his palm.

"This is my jade..." Xie Xingzhou spread out his palms, and on the thumb-sized jade plate, the spirit bird was only half engraved, as if its wings had been folded.

Jiang Muye quickly snatched the jade from his hand and stuffed it into his collar.

Xie Xingzhou let go of his hand, but smiled, his shoulders trembled slightly, the corners of his eyes curled up in laughter, and some tears overflowed.

When he had laughed enough, he looked at the arrogant person above, "Didn't you say you threw it away, didn't you like it?"

Jiang Muye choked, unable to find a rebuttal for a while.

After a while, he finally said in a deep voice: "Look at your hard work, I just feel sorry for you."

"Have pity on me." Xie Xingzhou's voice was flat, he tried his best to push Jiang Muye away, turned over and sat up.

Jiang Muye was pushed to the side, and then he wanted to get up, but Xie Xingzhou held his chest.

Xie Xingzhou pressed him, leaned slightly to look at him.

"When you were with me in the beginning, didn't you feel sorry for me?" Xie Xingzhou touched the scab on his earlobe, and smiled sarcastically at Jiang Muye.

Jiang Muye grabbed Xie Xingzhou's wrist, not letting him touch it.

But Xie Xingzhou said again: "Do you think Su Ruan and I will look different after taking this mole? Let's stop fooling ourselves, okay?"

Jiang Muye listened quietly with a cold face, without speaking.

Seeing his appearance, Xie Xingzhou couldn't help laughing again, his eyes fell on the black rope around his neck.

He stretched out his hand to hook again, and asked Jiang Muye, "Or are you in love now..."

"Okay!" Jiang Muye interrupted him suddenly.

Jiang Muye's face was terribly dark, he pushed Xie Xingzhou away suddenly, turned over and sat up, got off the bed angrily, sneered and said: "I just want to move away, okay, I agree, let's move now!"

Xie Xingzhou was pushed and swayed for a while, he blinked and retracted his hand, sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at Jiang Muye.

Soon, Jiang Muye turned Xie Xingzhou's suitcase out, threw it beside the bed with a "bang" and said loudly, "Pack up your luggage, get out!"

"Okay." Xie Xingzhou was also obedient, and quickly got off the bed, opened the closet without saying a word and began to pack his clothes.

He had only moved here for a few days, his clothes hadn't been touched much, and he didn't have many daily necessities, so they were all moved into the box soon, and he continued to squat next to the box to pack.

Jiang Muye leaned against the door of the bedroom with his hands folded, looking at him coldly, but his chest heaved a bit, holding back an anger that had nowhere to vent.

After Xie Xingzhou packed up, he zipped up the suitcase and dragged the suitcase outside.

When he reached the entrance, he stopped, turned around and saw Jiang Muye was following him, the air pressure was extremely low.

Xie Xingzhou looked around the apartment for a week, and smiled calmly at Jiang Muye: "I really like the landmark tower opposite the studio, thank you. But I can't take the things in the studio with me now, and I will find someone in a few days Come and move, you don't usually go in..."

"Xie Xingzhou, this is my fucking house!" Jiang Muye interrupted him, gritted his teeth, and said angrily, "I can go wherever the hell I want!"

Just because the Landmark Tower was facing the studio, and Xie Xingzhou liked it, Jiang Muye spent a lot of money to find someone to renovate it all night, just to coax Xie Xingzhou to live in it.

Now Xie Xingzhou only stayed for a few days, and he just left as if he was teasing him—maybe Xie Xingzhou didn't like any studio at all, Jiang Muye only felt like an idiot at that time.

"I know." Xie Xingzhou lowered his head and sighed helplessly.

Jiang Muye didn't understand art, and he wasn't interested in it, so he probably wouldn't go in if he had nothing to do, so why did he tell Jiang Muye to make things difficult for both parties.

Xie Xingzhou didn't say any more, turned around while pulling the suitcase.

As soon as he turned his head, there was a violent slam of the door behind him, which even alarmed the alarm on the door lock, sending out bursts of rapid and unpleasant sirens.

And Jiang Muye cursed with disdain: "Don't worry, I'm not fucking interested in your broken paintings!"

The siren of the door lock stopped, and Xie Xingzhou stood at the door for a while.

Finally freed.

A sense of relief from unloading the heavy burden gradually came to him, he couldn't help exhaling a foul breath, and walked away with the suitcase without looking back.

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The door trembled when it was smashed, and Jiang Muye's fingertips were also numb from the fall.

It's just Xie Xingzhou, a Xie Xingzhou who has always been devoted to him, and one day he will say goodbye to him.

How dare he?

Jiang Muye sneered, and swept the ornaments on the wooden cabinet in the entrance to the ground with his backhand.

The handicraft made of ceramics shattered to the ground, Jiang Muye violently grabbed a handful of hair, and leaned against the back of the door to pant.

Everything that just happened keeps flashing in front of my eyes—the way Xie Xingzhou struggled under him, the way Xie Xingzhou said to break up, the way Xie Xingzhou smiled, and the way Xie Xingzhou hooked the cool white jade to stimulate him...

Jiang Muye forcefully tore off the jade around his neck—it was just a half-carved piece of defective product, what could prove it?Does it prove that he is in love with Xie Xingzhou?joke.

Jiang Muye sneered, and threw the jade in his hand, smashing it against the wall.

The jade plate was not that big, so it bounced off the wall and jumped away, falling into a corner and disappearing.

At this point, Jiang Muye finally let out his anger, straightened up from the door panel, and walked into the bathroom to take a shower without looking back.

Fortunately, the previous house was not rented out, so Xie Xingzhou purchased daily necessities that night and moved in again.

The next day, he went to Yipin Bookstore to report.

"Brother Yu Ze." Xie Xingzhou was wearing the apron of Yipin Bookstore, standing with Duan Jize.

He just changed his mouth and was not used to it, but the word "brother" in it made him feel extremely satisfied.

Duan Jize nodded at him, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry to trouble you, there's not much work in the store, you just need to take the bookshelf and sort out the books, and you can read the books you want by the way."

"Okay." Xie Xingzhou took the cart with books in Duan Jize's hand, went to the bookshelf alone, and put the books that the guests had finished reading back to their original places one by one according to the number.

"Thank you senior."

Xie Xingzhou was seriously arranging the books when he felt someone touch his waist. He turned around vigilantly and met Han Ruiping's silly smiling eyes.

"Hello." Xie Xingzhou looked at the image in the store, retreated calmly, and nodded at him.

Han Ruiping was very enthusiastic. He reached out to get the book in Xie Xingzhou's hand, and said, "Senior Xie, let me help you!"

"No, you are a guest." Xie Xingzhou dodged.

Han Ruiping smiled again, but there was a sly look in his eyes, and he said, "I heard that Senior Xie, you resigned from the school team?"

Xie Xingzhou: "Yes."

"Then can I add the senior's WeChat account now? I was afraid that I would gain connections in order to join the school team, so I shouldn't have any worries now, right?" Han Ruiping asked eagerly.

Xie Xingzhou took a full look at the malicious eyes of the person in front of him, and he refused coldly: "Sorry, I don't have the habit of adding WeChat."

"Why?" Han Ruiping's complexion suddenly turned bad. He chased Xie Xingzhou and asked, "You are no longer on the school team, why didn't you add me? Is it because you don't like me?"

Xie Xingzhou ignored him, turned around and continued to place books.

However, Han Ruiping suddenly grabbed Xie Xingzhou's wrist from behind, put his arms around him almost halfway, and said with a smile: "Senior, everyone is the same kind of person, our circle is so open, why are you pretending?"

"Let go!" Xie Xingzhou felt a chill, and hit the abdomen of the person behind him with his elbow.

Han Ruiping dodged sideways, enraged by Xie Xingzhou's actions, he grabbed Xie Xingzhou even harder.

"Xing Zhou." A familiar voice came, and Duan Jize walked over from the end of the bookshelf.

Xie Xingzhou was shocked, turned his head to look at the person, his eyes turned red instantly, and he even forgot about the confrontation with Han Ruiping.

Duan Jize went straight to the two of them. He raised his hand and pulled Han Ruiping's wrist away, protecting Xie Xingzhou behind him, and said to Han Ruiping: "My customer, please don't touch my shop assistant. There is surveillance in the shop. We Call the police anytime."

"You misunderstood, I just want to help the senior arrange the books." Han Ruiping immediately let go of his hand, pretending to be harmless.

Duan Jize took a tough attitude and continued: "The monitoring at the front desk has recorded your actions just now. Even if the police cannot file a case, as a student of Luo University, you probably don't want to be seen by your teachers or classmates, right?"

"You..." Han Ruiping's face turned red instantly, he looked up and looked around, as if he was looking for surveillance.

Duan Jize pointed to the top of his head behind him.

Han Ruiping turned his head and faced a panoramic camera.

His face changed drastically in an instant, he turned his head and gave Duan Jize a hard look, and left angrily.

"Are you okay?" After Han Ruiping left, Duan Jize turned around and looked at Xie Xingzhou with concern.

Xie Xingzhou looked really bad, his face was sad and his eyes were flushed.

He looked straight at Duan Jize and murmured, "Brother, what did you just... call me?"

In order to stop Han Ruiping's actions just now, Duan Jize deliberately called Xie Xingzhou by a more intimate name.

Thinking of it now, he coughed a little embarrassedly, "Sorry, I just did it for..."

"No, I...I like it very much." Xie Xingzhou could hardly contain the surging emotions in his heart, he quickly lowered his head to cover it up.

Duan Jize breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that you don't mind, I'm afraid I'm too abrupt."

"I don't mind." Xie Xingzhou grabbed his wrist suddenly, and said cautiously, "Brother Yu Ze will call me that from now on, is that okay?"

"Okay." Duan Jize nodded in agreement, and quietly withdrew his wrist, "Go to work, I'll go to the warehouse to check."

"Ah."

Xie Xingzhou nodded and watched Duan Jize leave, unable to recover for a long time because of a title.

Aunt Song, the aunt who cooks for Jiang Muye, comes to the door at six o'clock every morning to make breakfast for Jiang Muye.

She took leave yesterday morning, and when she returned to work the next morning and entered the door, she was startled by the ceramic shards all over the floor.

"What's wrong with this kid." Aunt Song sighed, and suddenly felt that she couldn't leave for a day, and if she didn't come for a day, the family would be in bad shape.

She took tools and came to clean up. After cleaning up the broken handicrafts on the floor, she found a piece of jade from the gap in the living room carpet.

Considering the quality of jade as high-quality jade, although it is a child of a rich family, it is a bit too extravagant and wasteful.

Aunt Song put away the jade for Jiang Muye distressedly, and planned to return it to him in the morning.

At this time, there was a sound of slippers rubbing against the ground.

Jiang Muye woke up, and came out of the bedroom with a serious face.

Jiang Muye has no airs towards Aunt Song, and usually regards Aunt Song as an elder, and the relationship between the two is pretty good.

Aunt Song looked at him in surprise and asked, "Xiaoye, did you get up so early today?"

"En." Jiang Muye responded lightly.

Aunt Song felt strange, so she took another look at him, and saw the deep bruises in Jiang Muye's eyes, as if he hadn't slept for several nights.

She said distressedly: "Didn't rest well? Get some more sleep, the child hasn't woken up yet?"

The child was talking about Xie Xingzhou. Aunt Song had met him several times, but she still hadn't remembered his name.

"He's moved out, so he doesn't have to cook for him anymore." Jiang Muye stopped, his face darkened instantly, and his voice became cold.

"okay."

Aunt Song noticed that Jiang Muye was depressed, so she didn't dare to ask any more questions, she just took out the jade she just picked up and said, "Xiao Ye, don't lose such a precious thing."

Jiang Muye glanced coldly, and after a while, he took the jade without even looking at it, and under Aunt Song's regretful eyes, he threw it directly into the trash can.

With the muffled sound of jade hitting the bottom of the bucket, Jiang Muye said disdainfully, "Precious? It's just a piece of trash that I don't want anymore."

No matter how expensive something is, it will not end well if you make him anxious.

Yu is, and so is Xie Xingzhou.

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