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Mu Zixing welcomed Ji Shaoze into the living room.

Ji Shaoze looked around the room, then sat down on the sofa, shaking the exquisite wooden food box in his hand.

"Lanjing asked me to bring it to you. Their old lady made it. It tastes very good."

Mu Zixing was taken aback, and walked over to open the box. Inside were exquisite and lovely pastries and mooncakes.

"Thank you."

After reading it, he temporarily put down his things, and asked Ji Shaoze cautiously, "Do you want tea, plain water, or...?"

"So polite," Ji Shaoze raised his eyebrows, deliberately teasing him, "I used all the honorific titles."

Mu Zixing's cheeks were a little hot. I don't know if it was because Ji Shaoze was a lot of him, and he was very fond of calling out to a child. He didn't feel much when facing this person before, but now he feels a sense of restraint when he meets an elder for the first time.

Seeing that he was really like a child, he was a little embarrassed, Ji Shaoze couldn't bear to tease him anymore, and said with a smile, "White water is fine."

"Oh," Mu Zixing nodded, went to pour a glass of water for Ji Shaoze himself, brought it over, and then sat down on the sofa on the other side.

Ji Shaoze sized him up, and asked after a while, "Compared to the last time we met, it feels like you've lost a lot of weight."

Mu Zixing didn't want to always bring his low mood to others. Hearing what the other party said, he smiled and murmured vaguely.

Ji Shaoze didn't ask any further questions, but only pointed to the food box, "Try it, five flavors, see if you like it, I like the sweet-scented osmanthus flavor the most."

Mu Zixing nodded, took out his mobile phone to take a picture of the dim sum, and then sent it to Lan Jing to thank him.

Within a few seconds, the phone vibrated, and the other party came back and said: Is it delicious?

Mu Zixing tasted a piece, and the soft and sweet sweet-scented osmanthus smell immediately filled his lips and teeth, and he replied sincerely: delicious.

I felt that this was a bit too perfunctory, and added another sentence: it was delicious.

Lan Jing probably was very satisfied with this compliment, so he sent a emoticon package.

Mu Zixing smiled, put down his phone, and looked up at last Ji Shao Ze who looked into his eyes calmly.

Mu Zixing, "?"

Ji Shaoze said, "That's right, children should be happy and smile more every day."

Mu Zixing bowed his head in embarrassment and stuffed another mooncake into his mouth.

Then he remembered something, closed the lid of the food box, and was about to go upstairs with it, but after walking a few steps, he turned around and asked, "You...do you want to eat?"

"Don't eat, these are for you." Ji Shaoze said with a smile.

When Mu Zixing heard this, he didn't hesitate any longer, and ran upstairs to the second floor, and pushed open the bedroom door, "Sir."

Lei Shao stood by the balcony and turned around.

Mu Zixing went over and put the food box on the small tea table, then opened it and said, "The dim sum here is delicious, I'll bring it up for my husband to try."

"Have you tasted it?" Lei Shao looked at him and said.

Mu Zixing nodded.

"Then I'll try it." Lei Shao said.

The next second, Mu Zixing's lips were kissed, and Lei Shao clasped his waist and pushed his teeth open, slowly sucking the tip of his tongue as if he was tasting something.

Mu Zixing's eyes widened suddenly, and it took him a long time to react. He immediately struggled, and Lei Shao let him go.

"...Sir." Mu Zixing pursed his lips.

Lei Shao said in a deep voice, "It's very sweet."

Mu Zixing's ears turned red, avoiding Lei Shao's gaze, "Then...then take it easy, Mister."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the other party to say anything, he turned around and quickly left the room.

When he got outside, Mu Zixing leaned against the wall to calm down his rapid heartbeat. Recently, Lei Shao always makes some very intimate gestures by surprise. Mu Zixing feels that he has been split into two halves. The half is sweet and joyful. , half painful and struggling.

Half a minute later, Mu Zixing went downstairs. Ji Shaoze looked up and asked, "Did you lock him up?"

Mu Zixing didn't deny it, and hummed.

In the evening, except for the guards, everyone else gathered in the hall, and the cooking aunt cooked a large table full of dishes. Ji Shaoze quickly became familiar with Mu Zixing's brothers, and was Chat with them, and occasionally drink a glass of toast wine to save face.

Mu Zixing was a little absent-minded.

The liveliness of the surroundings was in stark contrast to the desertedness upstairs.

He wanted to release Lei Shao, but he quickly restrained his thoughts.

"What are you thinking?" At some point, Ji Shaoze swayed to his side with a wine glass.

"We used to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, but my husband would give other people a holiday." Mu Zixing said.

Mu Zixing leaned against the bar, Ji Shaoze hooked a high stool with his toes and sat down beside him, and asked, "Your husband, why don't you tell me?"

Mu Zixing nodded in frustration.

Ji Shaoze narrowed his eyes slightly, and then the corners of his mouth curled up, "I heard he cut off one of your little fingers?"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Zixing seemed to be stung by something, and instantly put his left hand into his sleeve.

Seeing his movements, Ji Shaoze said casually, "Then you can chop him off too, if you don't explain it for a day, you can chop off a finger. If the finger is gone, there will be toes, and if the toes are gone, there will be wrists and ankles. That’s not enough to explain…”

Mu Zixing's eyes widened suddenly.

Ji Shaoze deliberately paused for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said, "I'm just joking."

Then he looked at Mu Zixing's pale face and sighed, "Is it so reluctant to hurt him?"

Although he hasn't figured out Lei Shao's motive for killing LA yet, he knows a lot about other things.

If it wasn't for that man looking for him every time because of Mu Zixing, Ji Shaoze would never believe that Lei Shao likes his younger brother at all.

Mu Zixing didn't answer his question, and took a sip of his wine in a muffled voice.

Suddenly Ji Shaoze threw something to him, "Go on."

Mu Zixing looked at the sealed glass bottle filled with transparent liquid in his palm and asked, "What is this?"

Ji Shaoze approached him slightly, and lowered his voice, "The latest thing developed by the military of country F is to deal with agents or spies."

Mu Zixing was slightly startled, and then said, "I used it on my husband before, but it didn't work."

"This is different," Ji Shaoze smiled, "No one has survived the pain it brings."

Mu Zixing finally raised his head in surprise.

Ji Shaoze raised his chin, "Do you want it?"

Mu Zixing hesitated looking at the bottle in his hand, but finally he held it in his palm and said, "Yes."

After everyone dispersed, Ji Shaoze said that he was going to pick up someone, so he didn't stay any longer. Mu Zixing sent him away, and then went upstairs.

The light in the bedroom was dim, and Lei Shao was already asleep, but when he heard the sound of the door opening, he opened his eyes again and looked in the direction of the door.

Mu Zixing walked to the bed in the dark, then took off his coat and pants with a rustle, lifted the quilt and got on the bed.

Lei Shao was a little surprised, but when the other party approached, he caught him into his arms immediately.

"Sir, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival." Mu Zixing whispered.

Lei Shao said, "Well, I know."

"Ji Shaoze has been here, and he brought the lunch snacks." Mu Zixing said again.

Lei Shao rubbed his hair and hummed.

"He... gave me a bottle of medicine," Mu Zixing paused, and continued, "It's the same as the one I bought from the black market before. It can force people to tell the truth, but the effect is better than that."

Lei Shao rubbed his hair a little slow, then lowered his head and kissed the smooth forehead of the person in his arms, and asked calmly, "Do you want to use it for me?"

The room fell silent, and the pattering rain could be heard outside. Mu Zixing pressed his face against Lei Shao's chest, and he closed his eyes after a while and said, "I don't know."