palm blade

Mu Zixing never dared to ask Lei Shao if what he said to his ignorant self in the playground was just a joke.

But the other party answered him in a disguised form just now.

The ring only belongs to 12-year-old Mu Zixing.

In other words, he really got the sincerity from the young Lei Shao on that evening more than ten years ago.

But just because I got it before, I feel even more painful when I hear it now.

Mu Zixing didn't hold back his hand, and when he let go of the shards of glass, thick dark red blood sank into the edge of his underwear along his hip bones.

The light in the study was cold and white, and the bleeding wounds on the contrasting skin were even more shocking.

Lei Shao looked at his lower abdomen and frowned, then asked calmly, "Can I go?"

Mu Zixing knew that the other party was confirming whether he could go to the dinner party in this state, and he didn't show any concern.

He nodded and said, "Yes."

"When the injury is healed, go get another tattoo." Lei Shao continued to explain.

"No," Mu Zixing wanted to say that he had nothing to get tattooed, but just as he opened his mouth, he realized that Lei Shao didn't like the scars on his body, so he paused for a moment, and then asked, "What do you want me to get tattooed, sir?"

Lei Shao was silent for a moment, then said, "Whatever you want."

Mu Zixing agreed, Lei Shao seemed to have nothing to say, he glanced at his watch, went around Mu Zixing and took the coat from the hanger.

"Sir." Mu Zixing called out suddenly.

Lei Shao paused slightly.

Perhaps it was the excessive pain that gave Mu Zixing unprecedented courage. He said softly to Lei Shao's back, "Can I ask for 12-year-old Mu Zixing: Brother Lei regrets saving me back then, right?"

"Don't call me that," Lei Shao's voice returned to calm.

He didn't answer Mu Zixing's question and went out the door directly.

The air fell into silence. Mu Zixing closed his eyes, opened them again after a few seconds, and put on his clothes.

Except for Mu Zixing, no one else was allowed to enter Lei Shao's study room, and the latter was also responsible for the daily cleaning.

Enduring the severe pain in his back, Mu Zixing cleaned up the fragments of water cups and blood on the ground.

When he went out with a wound on his forehead and carrying a pile of garbage, the bodyguards standing guard outside the door watched his nose, nose and heart, and didn't dare to look at him.

Although they didn't see what happened in the study with their own eyes, the huge movement still came out in the slightest.

After thinking about it, I know that Mr. Lei has done something to Mu Zixing again.

Everyone in this house has a secret that they know each other well but never dare to talk about. Mu Zixing is not only Lei Shao's subordinate, but also Lei Shao's tool to vent his desire during the empty window without a lover.

Some people despise and some sympathize, but no matter what, these strictly trained people will not show it on their faces.

"Brother Xing, do I need to call you a doctor?" One of the bodyguards couldn't help but ask Mu Zixing when he secretly glanced at him, because Mu Zixing's face looked really bad.

"No, thank you." Mu Zixing said.

He returned to his room, first sprayed painkiller spray on his back in front of the mirror, then lifted the hair on his forehead, found the wound hidden inside, and poured alcohol on it.

Mu Zixing was already very familiar with dealing with these. After the initial sting, the wound became numb, but when he put the gauze on his lower abdomen, his body still couldn't help shaking.

Ten minutes later, Mu Zixing stood behind Lei Shao in a well-proportioned dark suit.

The reception was held by a well-known figure in the Tao. He said he was calling everyone to get together, but in fact he wanted to find out about Lei Shao.

It has only been four years since Lei Shao took over Rongxing, and he is still too young to sit in this position at the age of thirty.

In the past few years, there have been many people who have made trouble, and many who want to replace them, but Lei Shao has Mu Zixing by his side.

Everyone outside knows that Mu Zixing is a mad dog under Lei Shao's command, and he can bite whoever he wants.

He is the sharpest knife in Lei Shao's hand. He cuts through the waves and cuts through the waves without any disadvantage.

Some people thought that Lei Shao got a treasure, while others mocked that Lei Shao might not be bitten by a mad dog in the future.

In fact, Mu Zixing, the person involved, knew that he would never betray Lei Shao.

Since it is a reception, a few drinks are indispensable, and the purpose of this party is obvious. The younger generation is not convinced by this person in power who is the same age as them, and the older generation always intends to play Lei Shao in the palm of his hand. between.

On weekdays, Lei Shao is almost indifferent to his emotions and anger, and he is not aggressive to the outside world, which always gives people an illusion that he can handle them well, but in fact, when he really deals with them, he is always secretive and has no flaws.

Wave after wave of people came and went, when a man came up to clink glasses with Lei Shao, Mu Zixing finally couldn't help stopping him, "Mister is not feeling well, I'll drink for him."

He knew that Lei Shao hadn't eaten tonight and had a bad stomach.

The words that Mu Zixing uttered seemed to be worthy of careful scrutiny. The man opposite looked at him playfully, then raised his head to look at Lei Shao, and then said meaningfully, "You drink the wine for Mr. Lei, and after that Mr. Lei's Will he also take the seat for him?"

Mu Zixing's face suddenly changed. What happened in the study tonight still affected his thinking, and he took advantage of such a loophole, even though it was just a very low-level solicitation.

"No, but if someone wants to sit in the seat of Mr., I will kill them one by one." Mu Zixing said calmly.

The other party was slightly surprised, and then laughed. He turned to Lei Shao for advice on how to cultivate such a loyal subordinate. Mu Zixing didn't dare to make another sound, and took a step back, listening silently.

On the way back, Mu Zixing apologized to Lei Shao for his transgression at the reception.

Lei Shao sat in the back seat of the car, his expression was unclear, and he didn't say a word.

Mu Zixing was worried, he didn't want to provoke Lei Shao twice in the same day, the consequences were not something he could bear.

When they got home, Mu Zixing opened the car door for Lei Shao, and Lei Shao got down from inside, until he followed him into the room, Lei Shao didn't even intend to speak.

Bath water and a change of clothes have already been placed in the bathroom, and rice porridge and hangover soup are placed on the table in the room.

Mu Zixing brought over the hangover soup, and was about to speak, but Lei Shao grabbed his wrist and pressed him on the bed.

The bowl was thrown on the floor, and the bed was covered with soup. Mu Zixing didn't bother to look at it. The heavy weight on his body forced his injured back to feel unbearable sharp pain again. Mu Zixing took a deep breath With a cold breath, he called hoarsely, "Sir."

Lei Shao looked at him gravely.

It was only then that Mu Zixing realized that the other party's light-colored pupils were not focused, as if he was drunk.

A faint smell of alcohol came from Lei Shao's body.

Mu Zixing was taken aback.

He has been by Lei Shao's side for many years, and he knows very well that Lei Shao usually has a certain degree of socializing, and he usually doesn't put himself in a state of drunkenness.

The husband is in a bad mood, Mu Zixing realized belatedly.

The pair of rings also affected this person, but I don't know whether it reminded the husband of their youth or because it reminded him of the dead Yan Yi.

Now that he is under him, Lei Shao's eyes seem to be a little affectionate at the moment, so can he think that the other party is thinking of the name Mu Zixing at this moment?

However, this idea is too self-deceiving after all.

At the moment when Lei Shao bowed his head slightly and kissed, and Mu Zixing closed his eyes nervously, Lei Shao woke up.

The distance between their lips was no more than three inches, as long as they lifted their chins or lowered their heads a little, they could taste each other's taste, but Mu Zixing couldn't get it after all.

Lei Shao let go of Mu Zixing, turned over and sat up, then pinched his eyebrows, and looked at the mess around him.

Mu Zixing hid the disappointment in his eyes, quickly got off the bed, and said, "I'll clean up right away."

Lei Shao hummed, took off his dirty shirt and trousers, and when he turned to walk to the bathroom, he ordered, "Let Shen Ai come over."

Mu Zixing paused when he lifted the bed sheet, and answered with lowered eyes, "Yes."

It turned out that the husband was thinking of Yan Yi.

Mu Zixing was not surprised at all, but his heart was empty after all.