Lan Yuzhe struggled continuously, but the more he struggled, the tighter the restraint behind him. "Who is your master, let go of ! Get lost——"
"If you keep this up, don’t bla for being rude to you!"
Mu Zanting seed completely unfazed by this threat. "Do you really have to be like this? Really? Do you know how long I’ve been looking for you? Why won’t you acknowledge now!"
Lan Yuzhe had never encountered such an audacious bastard, yet he couldn’t shake him off.
There was a definite gap in strength.
In the end, he really had no choice, so he tried a back-shoulder throw, but little did he expect the man, who didn’t look like a fox but had the heart of one, would clutch his clothes directly.
The throw was accompanied by a ripping sound——
Most of Lan Yuzhe’s chest was suddenly exposed, with a long strip of white cloth tightly around the front, but even so, faint mounds could be seen rising beneath it.
Mu Zanting was dumbfounded at that mont. It had been a long ti since he had shown such an expression. "...You, you really are my master."
Lan Yuzhe was overwheld with shyness and pulled him back, slapping him hard on the face twice, with enough force to practically slap him to death!
"You’re crazy, you bastard!"
Mu Zanting instantly laughed like a fool, but even so, his unparalleled beauty made it hard to look away. "Master, master, I’ve missed you so much."
Lan Yuzhe had never faced such an embarrassing situation. He was tightly embraced by a man, held completely in his arms, and his chest was pressed against the man’s——
"Mu Zanting, what exactly do you want!"
The man chuckled, unwilling to release his grip, speaking nonsensically, "Master, I only want you, nothing else. Just you is enough."
"Too bad you can’t have , now get lost!" Lan Yuzhe’s cold, resolute heart rejected him from miles away.
It seed it would never warm up again.
Mu Zanting only reacted now, shouting in a wailing voice, "You damn well lost your mory, master you actually lost your mory, why are you dabbling in such lowly things?"
The implication: Master, you have always been high above in my heart. Amnesia is the kind of plot ordinary commoners engage in, and you’re deaning yourself.
Lan Yuzhe felt they might never be able to have a proper conversation. Well... they weren’t speaking properly to begin with.
If this man weren’t a killer of many, he wouldn’t carry such a strong scent of blood on him; he’s done heinous things and definitely isn’t a good person.
Lan Yuzhe considers himself not exactly a good person either, but he can’t stand such a scoundrel, naturally looking down upon Mu Zanting.
He says he’s his master, and he’s supposed to just believe that? Like he’s a three-year-old child?
Finally getting rid of the burden in front of him, Lan Yuzhe imdiately tidied up his clothes. Though tattered, at least they could cover so of his sha——
He looked up to et Mu Zanting’s gaze. "Try looking again, and believe , I’ll blind you?"
"I believe——"
The man imdiately withdrew his gaze. "After all, you’ve blinded before, but it’s okay. As long as master is willing, I’d give you my life."
Lan Yuzhe didn’t want to admit it, but a part of his heart felt different because of those words.
He imdiately turned away, ignoring him, "Get lost now. Dare to take one more step closer here, and I’ll break your legs."
Mu Zanting feared nothing in the world, not even death, but he was terrified that the person in front would not recognize him, wouldn’t want him.
Before he wasn’t sure of his identity, but now that he knows, how could there be any reason to separate again?
No matter how much he annoys him, he won’t leave him even half a step——
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