Yi Mu was held in the man's arms, his eyes half-closed as he studied the mask so close to him.
The mask's material was indiscernible; upon closer inspection, one could only feel a chill emanating from it.
As Yi Mu kissed the man he mistook for Yan Shengchao, he absentmindedly wondered, "It's quite cold. Doesn't Yan Shengchao, a human, feel cold wearing such a chilly mask on his face?"
The man noticed that Yi Mu was distracted and pinched his butt hard.
He had a lot of strength, much rougher than Yan Shengchao, and his way of kissing was also very violent, as if he wanted to tear Yi Mu apart and swallow him whole.
Yi Mu couldn't stand the domineering force, so he bent his knees and pushed the man's waist outwards.
The man released him, and because the upper half of his face was covered, his eyes appeared exceptionally dark and bright.
He hadn't tasted such delicious prey in a long time; it was fragrant and tender, and although it was a male fox, it looked much prettier than the female foxes of its kind.
After that kiss, Yi Mu's already dizzy mind became even more confused.
He stared blankly at the man, then suddenly pouted, hugged the man's strong upper body, and burst into tears in his arms.
"You bastard, why are you breaking up with me for no reason? Who was it that said they loved me and would never let go? You bastard!"
As he spoke, he angrily punched the man's chest, again and again.
The domineering little fox, in this unfamiliar city, has no one to rely on except for its companions.
Later, I fell in love with someone and made that person my everything.
The man silently endured his venting. Once Yi Mu calmed down, he stared at his own face in the mirror and asked in a low voice, "Who do you think I look like?"
"Of course he's my man!" Yimu declared matter-of-factly.
The man touched his earlobe, watching the crystal-clear jade become stained with color, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Sweetie, what's your man's name?"
Yi Mu found the man's tone strange; Yan Shengchao would never speak to him in such a flippant tone.
However, he was convinced that the man in front of him was Yan Shengchao. This bastard must be up to no good by asking such a question.
"Yan Shengchao, are you ever going to stop? I haven't done anything to wrong you!"
After much thought, Yi Mu could only look for the cause within himself.
His jobs were all strictly filtered by Yan Shengchao's side, including acting in youth idol dramas, where he didn't even have a scene where he held hands with the female lead.
Despite being a popular celebrity, Yi Mu has never had any scandals.
Yan Shengchao must have heard some unsubstantiated news. Oh right, last time he watched a live stream, he gave Sister Cat a million yuan as a reward.
But Sister Cat isn't an outsider, she...
Yi Mu was lost in thought again. He didn't notice that the man withdrew his hand after he called out that name.
Not only did he withdraw his hand, he also pushed Yi Mu, who was leaning against him, away.
Yi Mu stared at him blankly, wondering what he was going to do.
The man felt quite regretful; this little fox was actually the boss's woman, so he couldn't afford to lay a finger on her.
Otherwise, if that petty person finds out, who knows what kind of revenge they might take.
Yan Shengchao has a perpetually expressionless face and rarely gets angry, but if he does get truly angry, the ground beneath his feet will probably tremble.
Having made up his mind, the man stepped back, his previous enthusiasm gone, and said to Yi Mu, "You've mistaken me for someone else."
After saying this, he left the restroom without looking at Yi Mu again.
Yimu's bottom was wet and cold from the water on the sink.
His mind cleared up a bit, and when he touched his swollen lips, a faint tingling sensation reminded him that what he had just experienced was not a dream.
Was that man really not Yan Shengchao?
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