"Pooh~" What a shameful voice.

"Well... don't go, come here..." Mu Yufan hooked his neck and pouted and leaned over again.

"Stop! Stay Always and stay with your mouth..." Seeing Mu Yufan about to kiss him, Qiao Xin rushed over and raised his hand to block him. "Mu Yufan, you are the one I can kiss, how can I get your turn!"

"Um..." Mu Yufan frowned, looking like a child who couldn't get candy. "Be good, kiss me~"

"Hey, why didn't you find this guy so disgusting before..." Qiao Xin looked at him disgustedly, took the pillow at the head of the bed and stuffed it into his arms. "Here, hold it, kiss it slowly, don't make any guesses about Uncle Lu!"

As he said that, he pulled Uncle Lu into it and tried to stay away from him, for fear that Uncle Lu would be taken advantage of by him.

"Well, little wild cat, don't run away~" Mu Yufan held the pillow and turned over, touched the pillow with his big hand, with a very satisfied expression. "It smells so fragrant and soft..."

"Axi~" Qiao Xin raised his hand and patted his forehead, really wanting to hit the wall!

He helped them take off their shoes and wipe their faces... It was already past twelve o'clock in the middle of the night after tossing, and Qiao Xin was so tired that she fell asleep on the sofa.

...

The next day, the morning sun shone through the dark blue curtains and spread on the messy big bed.

"Well..." Mu Yufan felt a little uncomfortable, moved his limbs and found that he seemed to be pressed by something, and reached out to touch him... Why does this touch look like a hand?

He touched it carefully again, and the touch was not so smooth and delicate, as if there were thin calluses... Such a big hand, he must not be a woman!

man??

Mu Yufan was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly opened his eyes and saw Lu Bingchen with a dark face, his eyes were terrifyingly cold.

And he was still putting one leg on him, holding his arm, and his posture was extremely intimate.

"Damn!" Mu Yufan jumped out of the bed in fear, looked at the messy bed sheets, and felt extremely complicated.

What happened last night...?

"Mr. Lu, I don't like men!" Mu Yufan quickly looked down at his clothes, touched his neck, chest, and thighs...

Lu Bingchen snorted coldly, his face always cold. "I don't like it either."

"Ah, my god!" Mu Yufan found a red mark on his neck, like a mark of scratching his nails. He turned around and looked at Lu Bingchen with a vigilant look. "Last night...what did you do to others? Damn! I didn't expect that Mr. Lu actually had this kind of hobby, I, I'll tell you..."

Lu Bingchen's face was extremely dark, and he stopped him as soon as he stepped apart.

"Stop! Hey, don't come over..." Mu Yufan stepped back like an injured little wife. "I tell you, I'm not interested in men! Don't bend me. I don't care what happened last night. I'll tell you clearly that it's impossible between us. You'll just die!"

Lu Bingchen: "..."

"Bang--" The door was suddenly pushed open, breaking this strange situation.

Qiao Xin stood at the door with breakfast and looked at them... It was neither going nor retreating.

They drank so much wine last night, and Qiao Xin was afraid that they would feel uncomfortable when they woke up, so she went downstairs early in the morning to buy some light porridge. Unexpectedly, when she came back, she saw their clothes confronting each other indistinctly, and the atmosphere was indescribable.

She felt a little...excessive?
Chapter completed!