Chi Guang

Chapter 147 I like you very much

Enter the password key by key, and the door lock opened by Didi. At this moment, Xu Chichuan felt completely real.

0240927--

24 years old, September 27th, the reunion is the most memorable.

"Cubs."

Mu Shihai lost his luggage, and impatiently pushed people to carry them to the sofa, stumbled and knocked over the trash can, his teeth were bumped and hurt but no one would let it go, like a tacit secret, some long-suppressed secret Emotions swelled and surged in his chest, only an appropriate timing was missing.

Breathing heavily and messily, Xu Chichuan swallowed his saliva, his hands trembling as he untied his belt, his trousers were hanging down to the floor, revealing a large bag of heavy weight, he couldn't hold it with one palm, Mu Shihai's eyes burst into flames, The movements are obviously jerky and immature, but he just can't control it, just think about the person who helped him was Xu Chichuan, and his lower body swelled up again, making it painfully hard.

"baby……"

The voice was low and hoarse, like dry sparks, scorching Xu Chichuan's face, the speed of his hands became faster and faster, and the sound of breathing in his ears became heavier and heavier, the man pushed his clothes to his chest with his crumpled clothes, his body was Every inch touched by the fingers was burning, suddenly the lower body felt cold, a pair of big hands caressed the top of the head, and the joy like electricity rushed straight to the chest, in the eyes and in the heart, there was only this face that I had been thinking about for seven years.

Circles of fuzzy light spots appear in the vision, and the pleasure is continuously stacked and accumulated, the tide recedes and rises, it is wet and loose, and finally reaches the top at the same time, and the whole world is filled with the colorful sound of fireworks bursting.

Both of them slowed down for a long time, their chests rose and fell together with the aftertaste, Mu Shihai lay on top of him, buried his head in his neck, like a wolf protecting his food, kissed and sniffed, and shook his furry Wolf tail, contented.

"like you."

The sun shines through the glass, and the dark eyes are hot and shiny.

"I like it very much."

Xu Chichuan blushed a little, I really can't blame him, who can resist such a handsome guy who expresses his love with a straight ball.

It was sticky and greasy for a long time, until the belly of the person under him groaned, and Mr. Mu reluctantly got up: "What do you want to eat? I'm going to buy vegetables."

Xu Chichuan was surprised, he thought Mu Shihai was joking: "You know how to cook?"

The man raised his eyebrows, "I can't possibly know what you're talking about" on his face, Xu Chichuan turned upside down: "I'll go too."

The two of them took a shower, changed their clothes and went out. Opposite the neighborhood was a big fresh supermarket, which had everything from grain, oil, meat, vegetables, fruits and seafood. Mu Shihai was dressed in gray home clothes, pushing a shopping cart like a professional home cook. With a posture, he skillfully bought a full set of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar tea, as well as five catties of beef, one tenderloin, two catties of chicken wings, four boxes of eggs, one mandarin fish, three catties of shrimp, and some onion, ginger and garlic seasonings, and won the MVP of the audience : "Fish-flavored shredded pork, seaweed egg drop soup, braised mandarin fish, cola chicken wings, what else do you want?"

"Enough is enough," I was shocked for a whole year, "So many dishes..."

"Tong Wei is coming tonight." The man took the bottom material of the package and a small piece of beer, "Buy more and heat the hot pot."

Save him from cooking.

The kitchen was well lit. Xu Chichuan stood at the door and stared wide-eyed. He watched the man kill the fish with a knife. He cut open the belly of the fish with a knife, removed the internal organs and gills, washed them clean, pickled ginger slices and continued to cut the meat. A little sour.

Obviously, I couldn't even tell the difference between old soy and light soy.

Walking over and encircling him from behind, Mu Shihai slapped Suan's hand: "Hungry?"

He shook his head: "Hug you."

The man put down the knife, turned around gently, and kissed a brief kiss: "Go out first, we're cooking."

"it is good."

Three dishes and one soup, hot and sour fish-flavored shredded pork appetizer, Xu Chichuan gnawed on the chicken wings, his mouth bulging like a little hamster, Mu Shihai picked off a large piece of fish belly and put it in his bowl: "Is it delicious?"

The hamster nodded frantically, almost catching up to the chef's level, Mr. Mu raised his eyebrows, and took a bite of his meal, very proud.

I don't believe in raising you fat or not.

After eating, Xu Chichuan took the initiative to wash the dishes in the kitchen. The eaves were bright. Mu Shihai leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, looking loose and lazy. Bubble.

Suddenly, Chi Lin and Xia Chenyan came to mind.

On that snowy Christmas day, he came to the door carrying an oversized bag of dog food. Xia Chenyan smiled and poured him a cup of tea. The prince wagged his big golden tail and walked around him. The yellow light illuminated the living room very brightly, Chi Lin was cooking in the kitchen, Xia Chenyan went into the kitchen from time to time while chatting with him.

Having a family, people, and a dog is a rare moment of envy for Mr. Mu.

Just as he was about to speak, the phone in his pocket rang, and there was a string of phone numbers he had never seen before. Mu Shihai frowned, but still answered: "Who is it?"

"Little sea."

The man smiled heavily.

"Go back to China, and don't tell Dad?"

Xu Chichuan was still washing the dishes, Mu Shihai covered the receiver, and went to the balcony calmly, his tone was as dull as his face: "What's the matter?"

"Seven years, Haiyue Technology, you have practiced it," the man said with deep appreciation, "You are worthy of my Mu Xingyong's seed."

"Come back for dinner tomorrow night."

"No time," he said, "If it's still this kind of nonsense, then don't talk about it."

"Oh," the man smiled lightly, "Really, the wings are stiff."

"I just don't know if your little friend can be as stubborn as you."

Hearing the heavy breathing sound as he wished, Mu Xingyong took a sip of his tea, and then he spoke with deep displeasure: "What do you want?"

"It's not what I want, it's that we need to cooperate," the man said happily. "Haiyue has a new technology. I think it's very suitable for Hexing."

The voice in the receiver was cold: "I can't make the decision."

"Then I'll talk to your little friend and see if he can help."

"I'll coordinate," the other person softened his tone: "Four or six."

"Free."

"you!"

"This is not a business," Mu Xingyong tapped on the table, "It is a bargaining chip in exchange for your freedom of marriage for the rest of your life."

There was a moment of silence in the conversation, and after a long time there was a gnashed compromise: "It's a deal."

When the phone hung up, the angry Mr. Mu changed his face instantly, and dialed Tong Wei's number slowly: "Hello?"

"Mr. Mu, it's only three o'clock. Dinner isn't that early, is it?"

He lit a cigarette: "Mu Xingyong is looking for me."

"Huh???" The woman raised her voice, "Are you really licking your face??"

"How much does he want? Three seven? Four six? Can't it be nine?"

"Free."

Tong Wei: ...

I've never been so speechless in my life.

It's outrageous, damn it, it's outrageous, it's dead.

Mu Shihai smiled softly: "He said this is a bargaining chip in exchange for my freedom of marriage for the rest of my life."

...I can't take it anymore.

Tong Wei took a deep breath, typed into the phone for a while, and greeted all the swear words she knew in her life: "...Damn old bastard really dares to think, don't fucking live! Let me die!! !"

"Pay attention to your image," Mr. Mu shook the soot, "How about Mu Shiyu?"

"Very predictable," Tong Wei became more enthusiastic, "It's too much."

"Which one do you want to hear first?"

...Choose cabbage: "Speak quickly."

"At the age of 16, I accidentally wounded someone and almost entered the juvenile detention center, but was caught by your father through the back door. At the age of 17, I started to play drag racing. Last year, I killed someone, and my family took the money for private use. Now I am unemployed with the title of rich second generation. I only do three things a day, drink, pick up girls, race cars, oh, and recently I have a new hobby of gambling." Tong Wei couldn't help but tsk, "This is a benchmark among dudes."

The man took a puff of cigarette, not very surprised. Yin Zhimei is such a son, so he is naturally favored: "Are the arrangements ready?"

"Of course," Tong Wei was full of confidence, "I'll take care of things, don't worry."

"But are you sure you want to hide it from Chuanchuan?"

"..." President Mu's face darkened, "Speak well."

"I—just—don't—"

"Chuan Baochuan's cub, Xiao Chuanchuan—how! How!"

Mu Shihai: ...

I'm so sorry.

He smoked his cigarette and was about to enter the house, when there was a bang, the balcony door opened, and Xu Chichuan came out: "Sister Weiwei?"

"Ah."

"Is there something wrong with the company?"

Mu Shihai patted his head: "There is a project, a little problem."

Xu Chichuan nodded and didn't ask any more questions. The man entered the room and lowered his head to coax softly: "Don't you believe me?"

"No."

"Not happy," the big hand drew a circle on the palm, gently, a little itchy, "Be good, tell brother."

The sound is very small, but I can hear it.

"a little worried……"

There was no beginning or end, but Mu Shihai understood. He squatted down, his eyes gleaming like a shot in the arm.

"My brother is here."

"do not worry."

Before the last sunset disappeared, Tong Wei slammed on the door, and Mu Shihai opened it with a dark face, and caught a glimpse of the bag in her hand: "What is it?"

"wine."

"...Boil the hot pot at night."

"You can drink that too," Tong Wei squeezed him away, and gave Xu Chichuan a big hug, "Xiao Chuanchuan!"

"Sister Weiwei," Xu Chichuan blocked it with a smile, and only hugged her lightly, "I'll just wait for you."

The induction cooker on the table has been set up, and the newly bought mandarin duck pot is bubbling and bubbling. One side is the buttery red soup, and the other side is the bottom of the tomato pot. Tong Wei feels a little regretful: "I thought you fried the dishes."

Mu Shihai cooks delicious food, but he is very picky. She has only eaten it five times in the seven years of acquaintance. She thought she could rely on Xu Chichuan's blessing, but it turned out to be hot pot.

Sure enough, the man raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "It's a beautiful idea."

Seeing the beer, Tong Wei decisively changed her mind: "You guys keep the red wine, just drink this."

When the fire was turned on, the aroma of tomatoes and butter filled the room, and the glass was filled with wine. Tong Wei cleared her throat and stood up: "Ahem."

"I'll say a few words."

"First of all, congratulations on moving."

Raising his glass and clinking it lightly, Xu Chichuan smiled at her: "Thank you, Sister Weiwei."

"Then, I wish Haiyue a higher level."

"at last,"

"I wish you two a hundred years of happy union and grow old together!"

...Mr. Mu responded with a look of disgust: "Good soil."

"Bah! Sister, this is a blessing from the bottom of my heart!" Tong Wei was also very disgusted, and couldn't help complaining when she saw his chopsticks reaching for the red soup. Listen."

It was too late to stop his eyes, Xu Chichuan dropped his chopsticks with a snap, and the mist couldn't cover his calm eyes: "What doctor?"

Mu Shihai: ...

Tong Wei: ...

Looking at each other, the man saw the gloomy expression of "I'm going to kill you", while Tong Wei was confused: Didn't you say it?You didn't say it?

For a moment, both of them thought about where to bury at the same time.

"Mu Shihai."

The first level of warning is full. The last time Xu Chichuan called him by his full name in this tone was during military training.

"explain."

Tong Wei also put away her chopsticks. If you die, you can die. It's not a loss to watch a big show before you die.

"There's something wrong with my stomach." He went to grab Zai Zai's little hand flatteringly, but was in vain, "A small problem."

"A minor operation was performed."

Tong Wei: ...

It's fun to watch men lie.

"Doctor's order," Xu Chichuan looked at him, "What did you say?"

"Eat less spicy food, drink less alcohol."

"Okay," Xu Chichuan nodded, "Do you remember now?"

"……remember."

Putting away the beer bottle and putting down the red oil bowl, Mr. Mu picked up the tomato pot, and Xu Chichuan put a bowl of tomato soup in front of him: "After the weekend is over, go to the city's No. [-] hospital to make an appointment on Monday."

Mu Shihai:! ! ! ! !

"Check the colonoscopy."

"Okay," the man swallowed the soup, and he was kind, "Listen to you."

"Quit smoking."

"it is good."

"In the future, don't put pepper in cooking at home."

"No," hooked hands under the table, "You want to eat."

"You can skip it."

"...It's fine," the attitude was very firm, and he had to compromise: "If you want to eat, I will do it alone."

Tong Wei grinned the corners of her mouth until she left. Don't be too happy to see Mu Shihai slumped. The bad breath for many years was swept away. Before leaving, she deliberately pushed him away, took Xu Chichuan's hand and shook Hold: "Seeing that you eat him to death, my sister will feel at ease."

Xu Chichuan laughed: "Me too."

Tong Wei sighed: "To be honest, when I was in England, I was very worried about his state."

"Besides work, it's still work. Brother Chi also works overtime very hard, but he never seems to need a rest."

"It's all right now," she smiled. "With you here, it's obvious that he's changed."

"Don't be afraid," Tong Wei patted her on the shoulder with a firm expression, "I, Chi Lin, and the whole Haiyue will be your backing."

"Remember to reserve the front row for my sister at the wedding," she blinked, "I want to grab the bouquet."

Xu Chichuan's heart warmed up: "Okay."

After sending people home, Mu Shihai had already cleaned up the table: "So long?"

"Well, send her to the taxi."

"elder brother."

"Ok?"

"In England," he said, "was it hard work?"

Mu Shihai narrowed his eyes: "What did she tell you?"

"No," Xu Chichuan shook his head, "Just ask."

"Don't think about it," the man tapped his head, "it's not hard."

"It's just that the food is unpalatable."

"Lao Chi is much more tired than I am," he said, "I will take you to England to meet him when I have time."

"Go take a shower, will the group meeting be held tomorrow?"

! ! ! ! !

A word to awaken the dreamer.

"Fool."