The weather was fine the next morning, and the sun shone through the window and slanted on the naked thighs of the two who were still drunk.
Xiao Yu, who was in a daze, turned over and seemed to feel that his hands and legs touched something, which made him uncomfortable. After a while, he opened his eyes in confusion and felt the pain in his temples.
He rubbed his eyebrows, and then he couldn't ignore the naked man lying on the bed beside him, still in a sound sleep state.
"...Last night, I seemed to be in the bathroom with this guy... Why can't I remember what happened behind... " Xiao Yu tilted his head and frowned for a long time without success, and finally his eyes swept back and forth over the other's raised buttocks for a while, his eyes A decision was made in a flash.
He rolled over and sat up, stretched out a hand and shook it in front of Wen Muyan's face, and whispered in his ear, "McDonald's? McDonald's?"
After confirming that the person was still awake, Xiao Yu got up and squatted by his leg, opened someone's buttocks in a very obscene posture, and took a closer look - the chrysanthemum was normal, there was no redness, no swelling, no hemorrhoids, and there was no cooling. white life liquid.
But it clearly represented that everything was normal, but it made Xiao Yu suddenly nervous: "... No way, could it be that I was raped last night?"
Although he knew it was impossible, Xiao Yu couldn't help but turned his face to the side, changed to a kneeling posture, stood up, stretched his hand behind him and touched the crevice of his buttocks, it turned out that everything in the rear was safe and there was no pain. Feeling, this made him look back with a sigh of relief.
- A pair of dark eyes were staring at him without making a sound!
Xiao Yu was so frightened that his head crashed for a moment, and then heard Wen Muyan mutter: "Xiao Yu is taking the initiative to ride? I'm still dreaming..." He tilted his head and fell asleep again.
"… "
Xiao Yu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he swore to God that one day he would kill this guy and get pregnant. In the end, he put on his clothes and climbed out of bed gently, putting on Wen Muyan's slippers, and then put his own He kicked into the depths of the bed, and by the way, he picked up Wen's clothes, which were scattered all over the floor, without falling to the ground, "kindly" and sent them to wash.
"Young master, you finally woke up, did you sleep well last night? I have led someone to wait downstairs in your hotel for a long time, and the breakfast has been brought upstairs by the waiter..."
"Okay, I see." Xiao Yu took a sip of milk and interrupted Xianfu's chatter vaguely, "How is your family?"
"Everything is fine. It's just that Master Zhuo tried to escape several times yesterday without success, but he accidentally sprained his foot. I have asked a private doctor to see it. It's fine, but I can't get out of bed these days."
Hearing this, Xiao Yu couldn't help but sneer: "This relationship is good, I can finally live in peace for a few days."
"What else is there to order, Master?"
"You guys go back first." Xiao Yu looked at the time. According to the script, he had to visit the injured Zhuo Fan in the afternoon, and there was still some free time before that.
"Yes, sir."
"Wait," Xiao Yu switched the phone from left to right, glanced at the half-closed door, and said in a low voice, "Bring two sets of clean clothes and trousers, as well as underwear, according to my size."
"Understood, young master." Hanging up the phone, butler Xianfu, who took the young master's order as his top priority, immediately set off towards the clothing store solemnly.
Wen Muyan was woken up by hunger. With the rumbling of his stomach, he rubbed his messy hair and moved his nose to smell the smell of breakfast coming from outside, but soon he found the embarrassment - slippers and clothes are gone!
He immediately guessed who did it, the second-hand man thinks he is the farmer who stole the fairy's clothes
Pulling the bath towel around her waist to cover her shame, Wen Muyan walked out of the room barefoot, and she saw Xiao Yu holding a newspaper in his hand and nibbling an apple in his mouth, looking like a leisurely petty bourgeois waiting to see his good show.
"Xiao Yun, where did you hide my clothes?" Wen Muyan squatted on the chair naked, and picked up a piece of bread and stuffed it into her mouth.
Xiao Yu popped out half of his head from behind the newspaper and sneered evilly: "I've sent it to wash, including the underwear."
Wen Muyan slapped the table angrily: "What about human nature!"
Xiao Yu lifted his eyelids and glanced at him: "It never existed."
"...Don't make trouble." Wen Muyan was speechless and felt a headache again, and muttered while eating breakfast, "I didn't do anything to you yesterday, so what are you doing so stingy... I really expect you to sit on me and wait on me. This kind of thing can only be a dream. It's..." I don't know what the spring dream picture came to my mind, and I started to smirk.
Although he muttered in a low voice, Xiao Yu, who was set to have extremely sharp ears, still heard everything, every word he said, his face darkened, and finally he threw the newspaper and said coldly. : "What are you laughing at there?"
The bread was bulging in his cheeks, Wen Muyan chewed it for a while and swallowed, hehe sneered: "It's nothing, I won't die from laughing like someone..."
"… "
Xiao Yu stopped abruptly like a power-off tape, picked up the newspaper again with a blank face, and retracted his head blankly to look seriously.
"Hey, your newspaper took the idiot upside down!"
Although Young Master Xiao is inhuman, fortunately there is still a little bit of leisurely happiness left. Wen Muyan, who finally put on her clothes, thought with tears in her eyes, but she always felt that the size was a little bigger. When there were outsiders in the situation, he couldn't say much, so he finally gave Xiao Yu a look that he would see another day, and flashed away.
After grinding to the point where it was impossible to grind, Xiao Yu reluctantly drove back to Xiao's house.
When the bodyguard guarding Zhuo Fan saw the young master come in with a gloomy face, he was too frightened to come out, and closed the door without saying a word.
"Xiao Yu, what did you do to Mu Yan?"
Zhuo Fan, who was standing on the bed, heard the movement and quickly sat up, struggling to get out of bed with tears on his face, but was grabbed by Xiao Yu and threw it back.
"Oh, I didn't expect your relationship to be unexpectedly good. I originally promised him to let the two of you meet, but now I want to change my mind a little bit." Xiao Yu put one hand on the other's shoulder and pressed him onto the bed. The dark eyes were firmly fixed in Zhuo Fan's eyes, and there seemed to be some kind of anger hidden in the cold eyes, which forced people to gasp for breath.
Zhuo Fan pursed his lips, and his panicked eyes were filled with joy that could not be hidden. Xiao Yu, who found this, seemed to be even more angry. He didn't know why he was angry. Could it be that Zhuo Fan was not just taking the Zhuo family in his own hands? A pawn of power
Why is Zhuo Fan so jealous of the man named Wen Muyan? Could it be that…
"Tell me, did you fall in love with that Wen? Have you been in bed long ago?" Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, his fingers slid over Zhuo Fan's trembling lips, and pinched it around his slender neck , slowly increasing the strength.
Zhuo Fan's eyes widened in disbelief, his cheeks flushed from suffocation: "What nonsense are you talking about! Mu Yan is my good brother, Xiao Yu, you can take revenge on me, you can hate me, but how can you doubt me? Yan grew up with me, and now that I was locked up by you, he was worried about me, so he repeatedly tried to save me. As for you, you don't believe anything I say anyway. You only have the dead Liang Chenli in your heart! You can strangle me. Well, I don't want to see you anymore anyway."
After all, he closed his red eyes, stopped struggling, and waited to die in silence.
Xiao Yu snorted heavily, let go of his hand, and instead went to strip his clothes, Zhuo Fan really opened his eyes again and stared at him angrily and sadly.
"Zhuofan, listen to me, even if the surname is Wen to see you, he will never touch you!"
Xiao Yu raised his voice and looked very angry, his rough movements were full of lust, just when Zhuo Fan was in despair and thought he was going to be insulted again, the door was suddenly knocked: "Master, your private phone number is a matter of life and death. urgent."
Hearing this, Xiao Yu immediately let go, and jumped up like a rabbit and rushed out of the room on fire.
Locked in the study, Xiao Yu roared into the phone: "You bastard really knows how to cut time, if it's later, I'll lose the holiday!"
Wen Muyan replied in a slow voice from inside, "Yes, I thought your beauty was chasing me for being troublesome."
Xiao Yu sat down leisurely and took a sip of tea to suppress his shock: "Don't be nervous, even if I don't get the call, I won't finish it, the script is just an ellipsis to turn on the light and it will directly transition to the next day, whether I stab him or not. I slept through the night until dawn.”
"…Who's nervous?"
Xiao Yu was delighted: "Then who called the seventeen missed calls above?"
"… "
Wen Muyan coughed and said, "Is there nothing else in the head of this script except XXOO? Why are you angry or revengeful or jealous, you are always stabbing chrysanthemums against Zhuo Fan? And poking chrysanthemums and poking chrysanthemums?"
Xiao Yu rolled his eyes: "How do I know? And it's the same as jealousy, scumbags are lustful, low-suffering is sad and angry, you say, the same men, how can there be such a big difference?"
Listening to his complaints, Wen Muyan laughed a few times: "The script agreed that three days later, I will find you tomorrow?"
"Be careful not to be discovered by the guards." Xiao Yu filtered the events of the last three days in his heart, except for Zhuo Fan's daily failure to escape, there seemed to be nothing wrong.
"Don't worry, I'll go to your house just like visiting the back garden."
The answer to him was Xiao Yu who hung up the phone.
Having said that, Xiao Yu still transferred some of his family members out, intentionally or unintentionally, so that someone could sneak in and make small moves under the nose of the script.
Wen Muyan sneaked into Xiao's house in the evening of the next day, just after dinner when the shift was the most slack.
Just as he climbed up the second floor and stuck to the wall like a gecko, and touched the direction of Xiao Yu's room, he actually met Zhuo Fan who was also stuck on the wall like a gecko and was about to escape!
The two geckos looked at each other for a while, Zhuo Fan was so surprised, and moved to tears: "Mu Yan, did you come to save me specially?"
Wen Muyan was also shocked, but there was no joy at all. He stared at the hand held by Zhuo Fan with a twisted face, and said sadly and bitterly: "...Yes... ah..."
Zhuo Fan dragged him to a small balcony where he could step on, hugging his waist tightly: "Mu Yan, why are you being so nice to me? I'm not worth it."
It's worth your fairy board! I'm here to find Xiao Yu!
The wind is roaring, the horse is roaring, and Wen Muyan is roaring in his heart: Go play with your eggs, you bastard!
The weak Wen Muyan looked down at Zhuo Fan's iron-like arms and burst into tears. This is really a sad story.