Chapter 85

After the hat was stuck for a moment, Mu Yu looked up at the system and lowered his voice: "Then can you unlock this plot?"

Since starting the second game, the system has been silent about the previous game. Every time Mu Yu pretended to be dead when he wanted to ask something.

The system eyes popped out, and pairs of red eyes looked directly at Mu Yu, "Host, do you really want to see it?"

Its ball-like body was occupied by countless eyes. From a distance, the eyes were already It is integrated into its body and becomes part of the "skin".

Mu Yu froze on the spot, and the scene where the system actively contacted him in the past reappeared in his mind.

Is he touching the ball of the system, or the eyes of the system?

"Look." Mu Yu said.

The mutated system undoubtedly added a lot of mental pressure to Mu Yu.

Fortunately, one person's unification meant that they understood each other, so Mu Yu reluctantly accepted the system.

"Okay, then host, get ready~" The system happily flew in front of Mu Yu and wanted to post another notice.

Mu Yu's face remained motionless, his fingertips were stroking his clothes, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

So many eyes...

The system has been looking at Mu Yu, and every expression and movement of Mu Yu is in its sight.

It quickly retracted its eyes and turned into a ball again.

The system warmly reminded Mu Yu: "Next, the host will take over the plot of the first episode. Please be prepared~"

Mu Yu nodded lightly, and a strange feeling poured into his body.

His consciousness and five senses seemed to be pulled away from his body by gentle force.

When he opened his eyes again, Mu Yu's mind was groggy, and many memories were flooding into his brain crazily.

Those memories seemed to be right in front of him, but every time Mu Yu stretched out his hand to grab them, there was an invisible barrier in front of those memories, firmly blocking Mu Yu.

After failing again and again, Mu Yu didn't want to remember what happened in the past.

He seemed to be drunk, and he didn't have much strength in his body. He was leaning against another person like a doll.

Which person is who?

Mu Yu closed his eyes, and his slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.

His fair face was still stained with tears, his eyes were red and sour.

It feels so uncomfortable, my body seems to be blocked.

"It feels so uncomfortable, I feel so uncomfortable..." Mu Yu said to himself.

As he spoke, tears fell like short-term pearls, one drop after another, just like his broken heart.

If it wasn't him, maybe... maybe what?

Mu Yu couldn't remember clearly what happened before.

He leaned against someone's body, feeling the other person's scorching temperature, and his dead heart beat again.

"Who...are you?" Mu Yu asked.

Lee Kuan Yew supported Mu Yu, holding Mu Yu tightly with both hands, his dark eyes showing a hint of sadness.

He whispered: "Senior, you are drunk, you can't drink anymore."

If he hadn't arrived earlier, those people didn't know what they would have done to the senior.

Lee Kuan Yew lowered the corners of his mouth, and bitterness filled his heart.

Maybe they will take advantage of others' danger like themselves.

"Senior, be good, I'll take you to bed, okay?" Lee Kuan Yew said softly.

The fact that Mu Yu relied on him wholeheartedly made him feel numb all over, and the bones Mu Yu relied on seemed to be soft.

Mu Yu half-opened his eyes. He seemed to vaguely remember something, but couldn't remember anything.

Tears, or endless tears.

Lee Kuan Yew looked at Mu Yu who was crying again, with a hint of helplessness on his face.

His slender white hands wiped away the crystal clear tears accumulated in Mu Yu's eyes little by little.

After wiping them away, Lee Kuan Yew licked the tears stuck to his hands with his tongue. His charming and passionate eyes showed a bit of smile, and his smile became stronger and stronger.

Finally, Lee Kuan Yew couldn't help laughing and said: "Senior, your tears are actually salty!"

Mu Yu didn't quite understand, but he also knew that human tears are supposed to be salty.

He looked at Lee Kuan Yew with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

Why, your tears are still sweet?

Mu Yu half-closed his eyes, and the shadows from his thick eyelashes accumulated in his eyes, making it difficult to see the emotions in his eyes.

But these usually indifferent eyebrows and eyes also followed his master at this moment, showing a bit of innocence and confusion, lacking in aggression, and the accumulated shadows turned into a strong color in the eyes.

Lee Kuan Yew was fascinated. After a while, he swallowed his saliva, deliberately approached Mu Yu, and seduced in a low voice: "Senior, can I kiss you? I'll just kiss you, not much."

As a top school in the country Among the students who came out, Lee Kuan Yew maintained a serious, rigorous and meticulous attitude. He said that if you kiss one person, you will definitely only kiss once, and you will never kiss more than once.

However, he didn’t say how long the kiss would last, right?

Mu Yu's legs were raw and his body was extremely tired.

He raised his eyes and looked at Lee Kuan Yew, as if looking at an idiot and said: "Kiss."

You can kiss him if you want, why should you tell him?

"Thank you, senior, for giving me the opportunity, but this is my first time. If you feel uncomfortable kissing me, just tell me." Lee Kuan Yew said.

His voice was gentle, like fine jade, and the spring breeze was blowing on his face, soft and warm.

Mu Yu was still intoxicated in his own little world, thinking about himself and feeling sad. He still didn't understand how much trouble his casual words had caused him.

There is also something to be learned about being a pro. Lee Kuan Yew never learned it and had no chance to practice it.

As soon as he kissed her, colorful fireworks were set off in his mind, exciting and gorgeous.

Lee Kuan Yew's kisses were full of possessive desire, tearing away the gentle disguise on the outside, and underneath he was just a young boy who had just fallen in love.

He hungrily absorbed everything Mu Yu had, searching every inch of Mu Yu's sweetness as wantonly and passionately as a storm.

So sweet, why is it so sweet?

Lee Kuan Yew closed his eyes tightly, veins popped out in the hand holding Mu Yu, and his whole body became tense, as hard as a stone.

He was addicted to it, but Mu Yu was not happy at all.

The tip of his tongue was numb. Lee Kuan Yew hugged him too hard, and his two arms were wrapped around his waist like poisonous snakes, which was painful.

After the drunkenness just passed, Mu Yu regained consciousness, but Lee Kuan Yew couldn't stop trying to please Mu Yu, and he seemed to want to entangle Mu Yu to death.

Mu Yu now no longer asks Lee Kuan Yew to be his bully or horse, even if he slaps Lee Kuan Yew a few times, Lee Kuan Yew will praise him for his strength.

Mu Yu was held in Lee Kuan Yew's arms, but he couldn't use any strength. He could only scratch Lee Kuan Yew's clothes with his nails, leaving long marks one after another.

...

Su Anyu has been really unhappy recently. Logically speaking, for a rich second generation like him who is rich, powerful and has a career, the biggest worry when he opens his eyes every day is how to spend money.

But Mu Yu had a quarrel with him...an unprecedented quarrel.

Why, just to kill an unrelated person?

Until now, Su Anyu still didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. The only thing he felt that he was wrong was that Mu Yu discovered what he had done.

If he had been smarter, Mu Yu would not have noticed.

Thinking of this, Su Anyu frowned. He opened his phone and tried to send a message to Mu Yu again.

Sure enough, the message that was just sent immediately fell into disarray with no response.

Su Anyu let out a long sigh, and silently moved her plan to package herself as a courier and deliver it to Mu Yu's doorstep.

If Mu Yu ignored him again, Su Anyu would find it difficult to breathe, let alone live.

He walked into the hotel with a cold face, exuding the aura that no one should enter.

A few sharp-eyed businessmen saw Su Anyu at a glance.

Before Su Anyu entered the hotel, they gathered around to greet Su Anyu early.

"Hi, Mr. Su. It's better to see you than to hear it after hearing it for a long time. You are indeed as extraordinary as the rumors say."

"Mr. Su, do you have time now? Do you have time to tell me about the investment in construction equipment in City A?"

"Good evening, Mr. Su, you actually have time to come here! What do you need? I'll ask someone to get it for you right away."

Su Anyu didn't expect that she would be tangled up in flies just when she went out today. There was a lot of chatter around him.

He raised his head and glanced at them, with a polite yet distant smile on his face. "Sorry, I have some personal matters to deal with now. I'm afraid I won't be able to talk to you in detail..."

The assistant who was following Su Anyu Very discerning, he immediately opened his mouth to rescue Su Anyu and deal with these people on Su Anyu's behalf.

Su Anyu walked towards the elevator with her room card in hand, her eyes like a bottomless cold pool without a single wave in sight.

He looked at everything around him coldly, with the corners of his mouth slightly lowered. His innate sense of alienation helped him isolate himself from certain people, making him reserved and noble.

Next time, he won't come to such a substandard hotel.

After walking out of the elevator, Su Anyu glanced around. Then, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Mu Yu? !

Even if Mu Yu turns into ashes, Su Anyu can find him accurately, not to mention that Mu Yu is standing in front of him intact, even kissing another bad guy.

Su Anyu clenched her hands unconsciously, her knuckles turned white from the force, her arms trembled slightly, and her breathing became rapid and heavy.

The fake smile that had just appeared on his face disappeared again, his bright eyes were now full of gloom, and his heart was torn into countless shapes.

Walking up to the two people who were kissing secretly, Su Anyu was extremely sure that she was kissing her baby.

"Stop." Su Anyu said coldly.

Mu Yu is still in the man's arms, and Su Anyu is afraid that if she takes action now, she will accidentally injure Mu Yu.

Lee Kuan Yew reluctantly stopped and held Mu Yu in his arms. After realizing that the visitor was unkind, he blocked Mu Yu with his clothes.

He squinted his eyes slightly, with an imperceptible suspicion flashing in his eyes, "Who are you?"

Lee Kuan Yew had heard about Mu Yu's deeds. He knew that Mu Yu was passionate and passionate, and even had several boyfriends at the same time.

But what does that matter?

Mu Yu was just seduced by the bad men outside. It was those bad men who were at fault. To say the least, Mu Yu was not at fault. If the bad men had not taken the initiative to seduce Mu Yu, Mu Yu would not have ignored them. .

Su Anyu's face turned blue with anger, and his breathing became heavy. Lee Kuan Yew, who was obviously handsome and gentle, turned into a piece of shit in his eyes.

If he says one more word to Lee Kuan Yew, the air will be polluted.

But there was nothing he could do, his baby was still in his arms.

So Su Anyu condescended to say: "I am?! You still have the nerve to say who I am? I am Mu Yu's husband. Now you know, why don't you get out of here."

Lee Kuan Yew looked at Su Anyu like a fool, lowered his head and looked at her carefully. Mu Yu said: "Senior, there is a man who claims to be your boyfriend, is he?"

Mu Yu broke up with Su Anyu long ago, so there is no other boyfriend there.

He was sleeping soundly when he was caught off guard by Lee Kuan Yew's question and he didn't even bother to answer.

Su Anyu's eyes were focused on Mu Yu, and his face changed again. His eyes were dim and full of pleading and helplessness.

He shouted in a trembling voice: "Mu Yu, are you still angry?"

Mu Yu had just cried. He closed his eyes and leaned against Lee Kuan Yew, with a bit of tranquility on his delicate and beautiful face, like a doll.

He still didn't sleep soundly, and the great joy brought by alcohol was like a dream, fleeting, followed closely by pain and confusion.

It's so cold...so icy, he wants to go home and sleep.

If the baby doesn't speak, someone else must be at fault.

Su Anyu eagerly approached Mu Yu, lowered her voice, and looked at Mu Yu pitifully, "I know I was wrong, please just deal with me."

His brows were twisted into a small knot, and all his emotions were controlled by another person. .

The more silent Mu Yu was, the more anxious Su Anyu became.

Su Anyu whispered: "I really just wanted to teach him a lesson... Stop crying. I feel bad when you cry. Isn't it good if you beat me and scold me?"

"If he didn't pester me in the first place. You, I too...I'm sorry, it's all my fault, and I am willing to make up for all my past mistakes..."

Mu Yu closed his eyes and let his mind go blank. Suddenly there was a fly in the quiet environment, making it very noisy.

He said: "Shut up."

As soon as he finished speaking, the world suddenly became extremely quiet, and all the noise and quarrels gradually disappeared away from Mu Yu.

Su Anyu froze on the spot. He didn't say anything, he just stretched out his hand to pick up Mu Yu.

"What are you doing?" Lee Kuan Yew said to Su Anyu.

Su Anyu glanced at it, took out his mobile phone, and turned it on. The screen clearly showed a photo of him and Mu Yu.

This is a photo from the best time of their relationship.

Mu Yu in front of the camera is still a little green, with a thin figure, no flesh on his face, and clean facial lines.

He stared at the camera, his eyes particularly bright and penetrating, with the unique stubbornness and perseverance of a young man.

Su Anyu didn't look at the camera. He looked at Mu Yu, his eyes full of affection. He put his hand on Mu Yu's waist, domineering and dedicated, like a dodder growing attached to its host.

The two of them were wearing uniforms from the same high school. The dawn shone on them, and everything seemed so beautiful.

At that time, Su Anyu wholeheartedly believed that he and Mu Yu would be better in the future. The blank space in his life was filled by Mu Yu and Mu Yu integrated into his life. He should also integrate into Mu Yu's life with the same important attitude as Mu Yu.

But everything was fake...

Su Anyu's eyes were covered with a layer of haze. He mouthed to Lee Kuan Yew: "You saw it, get out of here?" It

wasn't until the screen went off that Lee Kuan Yew reluctantly withdrew his gaze. He didn't. Paying attention to the ambiguous atmosphere between the protagonists in the photo, he clearly remembered Mu Yu's eyes.

He has never met the energetic and youthful senior.

Lee Kuan Yew said coldly: "Senior just said I don't know you."

Su Anyu moved her eyes to Mu Yu again.

Mu Yu had just been suffocated by Lee Kuan Yew's clothes. He stuck his head out to inhale. A few strands of hair stuck to his pale, snowy cheeks, making him look particularly peaceful.

Su Anyu's heart also beat with the frequency of Mu Yu's heart.

He stretched out his hand to smooth out the few strands of hair. Halfway through, Lee Kuan Yew quickly slapped Su Anyu's hand away.

"What are you doing?" Su Anyu couldn't help but said.

It was okay that he didn't speak. When he spoke, Mu Yu felt as if there was a radar on his body. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Su Anyu angrily.

"I told you, I don't want to see you again!"

Su Anyu froze in place, all the indifference and defense were used against him. Within a few words, a chilling feeling swept through his body, and his boiling blood slowed down. Cool slowly.

"Then I won't bother you, Bao. Do you have the money to rent a room? I'll pay it to you."

Mu Yu covered his head, with a splitting headache. He found a trace of clarity from the pain, "What about renting a room? I don't know what to do." Is it time to ask for a room?"

Su Anyu raised the corner of his mouth and said in an uneasy tone: "But this clam...this junior said that he wants to take you to a room."

Mu Yu frowned even more and said, "No, I will. I need to sleep. "

I feel very sleepy.

If Mu Yu hadn't been surrounded by two people chatting non-stop, he would have just lay down and slept.

"Then I'll take you to bed, okay, baby?" Su Anyu said softly.

Mu Yu covered his eyes, and his messy hair fell down as he moved. His long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids, making his dark eyes even darker.

Contact Su Anyu again?

Mu Yu pursed his lips, "No, I want to book a room with him."

Lee Kuan Yew was illuminated by the light in an instant, and all the rolling emotions in his eyes disappeared, becoming extremely clear and so bright that it was difficult to finish.

"Senior, I will take you up." Lee Kuan Yew said.

Everyone present has a different understanding of this sleep, and they can communicate on different channels.

Su Anyu wants to "sleep" with Mu Yu.

Lee Kuan Yew wanted to sleep with Mu Yu without taking off his clothes.

Mu Yu wanted to sleep alone.

And Su Onyuk and Lee Kuan Yew each felt that the other had evil intentions.

Su Anyu's mind was buzzing as she watched Mu Yu follow Li Kuan Yew into the room.

After entering the room, the two of them did nothing but sleep under the same quilt.

But Su Anyu felt uncomfortable all over and kept calling the room.

The first call was answered by Lee Kuan Yew.

Lee Kuan Yew: "Hello, what do you want?"

Halfway through his words, Su Anyu couldn't wait to speak again: "Baby, passionate midnight, three short of one, I'm not here to break you up, I took the initiative to join this big family."

Su Anyu had already thought about it, and he would not break up with Mu Yu. Mu Yu was angry now, so he coaxed him, apologized when he should, spent money when he should, and allowed the mistress to come to his door.

Man, just be patient and let it pass, it’s not a big deal!

Lee Kuan Yew: "..."

It's bad, I met a fool.

Through the silent phone call, Su Anyu realized something was wrong.

He quickly clarified: "I am calling Mu Yu, please don't ruin my innocence."

Lee Kuan Yew: "..."

When did the senior kick this fool? He is in charge.

Hearing the new noise in the room, Mu Yu simply covered his head with the quilt, wrapping himself tightly without exposing any gaps.

He wants to sleep and is very sleepy.

Just after hanging up the phone, I don’t know how long it had passed before the phone in the room beeped again.

Lee Kuan Yew looked at the phone. He patted Mu Yu as a comfort and said softly: "Sleep well, I'll answer it."

As soon as he answered the phone, there was indeed a familiar voice on the other side.

Su Anyu: "I'm here to give you sex toys. I'm outside the door. You open the door."

Lee Kuan Yew took a long breath and then exhaled, and whispered: "He fell asleep."

After a moment of silence, Su Anyu said slowly : "Why are you so fast? You're a waste."

Lee Kuan Yew: "..."

Lee Kuan Yew: "He's sleepy. He's really sleeping. Stop calling."

After hanging up the phone, the room was finally completely quiet.

Lee Kuan Yew was sleeping next to Mu Yu. He looked at Mu Yu who was sleeping in his dream. His heart felt soft, as if he was surrounded by soft marshmallows, sweet and soft.

"Good night, senior."

...

After breaking away from the substitution, Mu Yu broke through the dream and could still feel his disgust for Su Anyu at that time.

This matter must be related to Su Anyu, and Su Anyu may be the mastermind.

Mu Yu pressed his temples, then he simply opened the door to see what Su Anyu was struggling with.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but you'll be shocked when you look at it.

Jun Lingchen pressed Su Anyu on his body and tugged on Su Anyu's collar, with a depressed and restrained expression. His coat was also thrown on a chair nearby.

After hearing the sound, they all looked at Mu Yu.

Mu Yu froze on the spot, his mind filled with thoughts.

I am a yellow haired person, and I seem to be really being cuckolded now, what should I do?