Mu He didn't want to forgive Feng Xiyan at all, as it would make him seem unprincipled.

I agreed that I wouldn't be kissed a second time. If I compromise again this time, it would be like telling Feng Xiyan - just kiss me when I'm in a bad mood.

How is this possible?

Mu He tried to speak up to resist, but before he could say anything, Feng Xiyan bent down and kissed his face again.

The words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat.

Mu He bit his lower lip.

It’s not impossible to ask him to compromise...but this time, Feng Xiyan really needs to explain it to him!

Thinking of this, Mu He turned around and looked at Feng Xiyan on his body, glaring at him: "Do you know where you are wrong?"

"Well, I shouldn't doubt you." Feng Xiyan responded, "Even if Leng Yan Jinmie's attitude towards you changed 180 degrees, even if you were very patient with him but your patience with me was only as big as a fingernail, I still shouldn't doubt you."

Mu He rolled his eyes.

Okay, he finally understood. Feng Xiyan apologized and he knew why he was angry, but if it happened again, he would probably ask the same question again.

Mu He snorted, too lazy to argue with him, so he could only patiently explain: "I'm not patient with him, I'm patient with the game! If you play the game like this, I can also patiently correct you a thousand times, ten thousand times! But if that's the case, I won't like you!" He paused, "Don't you want to know the relationship between me and Leng Yan Jinmie? I won't tell you, I'll give you a chance to guess it yourself! If you guess wrong, don't show up in front of me in the future!"

"Are you threatening me?" Feng Xiyan narrowed his eyes. "I can guess, and I can agree to anything you ask, but I also hope you can promise me not to threaten me with such words again in the future."

Mu He was so choked that his breath was choked, and he snorted in response.

Feng Xiyan carefully recalled the interaction between Mu He and Leng Yan Jinmie. After calming down, he felt that the relationship between the two was indeed not what he thought, but there was indeed something unusual.

His first reaction was: “Are you relatives?”

Mu He almost spit blood on his face: "You are related to him! You are related to the whole world!"

Feng Xiyan: "Classmate?"

Mu He: "You..."

Feng Xiyan: "An ordinary friend I knew before?"

"Fuck." Mu He couldn't help but curse, "I don't have any fans, right? You, the number one swordsman of Yuling, are only allowed to have fans, but I, the number one priest of Yuling, am not allowed to have fans? You deserve to be worshipped by the entire Yuling, and I deserve to be cursed by everyone?!"

"Fans..." Feng Xiyan suddenly realized.

He really didn't think in that direction at all.

After finally figuring out the whole story, Feng Xiyan couldn't help but smile and kissed Mu He on the lips again.

Mu He: "Get lost! I'm angry, the kind that can't be appeased!"

Feng Xiyan got up from him, grabbed his hand, and helped him up from the ground.

Then, in his frustrated gaze, she took his hand, bent down, and gently kissed his knuckles.

Mu He: “…”

Feng Xiyan straightened up and lowered her head to look him in the eye: "Okay, don't be angry, everything will be fine after we talk it out. I promise that I will never doubt you again and I will absolutely believe in you. I mean what I say. I'll treat you to a delicious meal tomorrow."

Mu He felt a suffocating anger in his chest: "Give me a whip and then a candy, what do you think of me? A dog?"

Feng Xiyan: "Woof."

Mu He: “…”

Feng Xiyan raised one hand and gently pinched Mu He's face.

I cherish my beloved who I have won back with great difficulty again even more: “Are you still angry?”

Mu He originally wanted to say "still angry", however, he understood Feng Xiyan a little bit, and knew that this person couldn't tell which of his words were true and which were just angry words, so he had to tell him the truth: "I'm not angry anymore, I just feel depressed."

"Are you still going to work tomorrow?" Feng Xiyan paid attention to his expression and asked cautiously.

Mu He turned his head to avoid his gaze: "Go up."

Feng Xiyan: "Okay, I'll pick you up at your house. What would you like for breakfast?"

Mu He: "Laughing and frivolous."

Feng Xiyan: "Emmm...it's better to eat something light in the morning. Porridge or steamed buns?"

Mu He: "Small cage."

Feng Xiyan: "Well, then it's Xiaolongbao."

During the question and answer session, Mu He's depression was relieved a lot.

He looked up and met Feng Xiyan's gaze with a complicated expression.

It’s hard to tell whether I love him more or hate him more at this moment.

Perhaps, the more you love, the more you hate, and the more you hate, the more you love.

Feng Xiyan said that his patience with himself was only as big as a fingernail. Thinking back, it was true...

Although we should keep things separate, emotional matters cannot be compared with games.

However, Mu He admitted that he would become extremely sensitive and easily lose control of his emotions when it came to anything related to Feng Xiyan.

Just like this time, it was almost on the verge of breaking out.

It's hard to tell who is at fault...

"Oh." Mu He sighed, feeling a little tired, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

Feng Xiyan: "Then go to sleep, good night."

Mu He looked at Feng Xiyan for a while, then moved his gaze from his face to his lips and made a "tsk" sound.

I was kissed forcibly again, I was so angry.

Sooner or later, he will forcefully kiss back this kiss!

"Good night." Mu He responded dryly, calling out the system and disconnecting.

*

The next day, Feng Xiyan waited downstairs of Mu He's building more than ten minutes early. After picking him up, she went to eat Xiaolongbao with him, and then went to work together.

At noon, of course, we had lunch together.

After lunch, Feng Xiyan bought Mu He a cup of Starbucks coffee.

After leaving Starbucks and walking towards the parking lot, Mu He held the coffee in both hands and sipped it quietly. The depression in his heart finally disappeared completely, and he became a happy person again!

Feng Xiyan looked at his satisfied face and breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he felt a little funny - he was always worried that Mu He would be angry with him for various things and break up with him, but he didn't expect that Mu He would be surprisingly easy to coax.

The fact that Mu He got so angry because of being suspected shows that he has a bottom line and integrity. Since he is with Feng Xiyan, he will not cheat easily.

Realizing this made Feng Xiyan feel much more at ease.

Looking at Mu He's face puffed up from drinking coffee, Feng Xiyan thought it was a little cute and couldn't help but move closer to him and give him a light kiss on the face.

Mu He almost spit out the coffee in his mouth. After swallowing it with difficulty, he elbowed Feng Xiyan on the spot: "What are you doing! Are you addicted to kissing?"

Feng Xiyan smiled and rubbed the part that was hit by his elbow, and hooked his shoulder helplessly: "Don't touch me in real life, in case you really get hurt."

Mu He curled his lip, letting him hook it, and said "oh" in a muffled voice.

After getting on the bus, they thought it was still early, so they didn't go to the subway station, but went to Yuan Yitong's home.

Unexpectedly, it was Fan Shu who opened the door.

Facing Mu He's inquiring gaze, he said very calmly: "Yuan Shen is still sleeping, you can do whatever you want."

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"Still sleeping?!"

Yuan Yitong, who has always gone to bed early and gotten up early, and has never changed for thousands of years, actually sleeps in?

If nothing happened, Mu He would never believe it!

After closing the door, he looked Fan Shu up and down and asked, "Did you hurt him?"

Fan Shu: “…”

I have never met anyone more direct than Mu He.

However, Fan Shu was also thick-skinned. After a brief silence, he replied calmly, "It was my first time, so I wasn't very skilled."

Mu He: “…”

Well, you're being mean. I don't want to know what you did last night.

Mu He sat down on the sofa in the hall. Fan Shu poured him a glass of water, and then poured one for Feng Xiyan as well.

Feng Xiyan took the water from him: "Thank you."

Fan Shu looked at him and said nothing.

The last time we met was a little awkward, I hope nothing will happen this time. @无限好文，全在Jinjiang文城

"I'll go see if Yuanshen has woken up." After leaving this sentence, Fan Shu turned around and went upstairs.

Yuan Yitong's bedroom is on the second floor, and the layout of the second floor is completely different from that of the first floor.

If the first floor is in a fresh style, then the second floor is in a fairy-tale princess style.

The dreamy wallpaper, the lovely gauze curtains, every inch of the decoration reveals Yuan Yitong's unusual preferences.

Fan Shu originally thought that Yuan Yitong had gender identity disorder. However, last night, Yuan Yitong came out of the shower with only a bath towel wrapped around his lower body. It seemed that his self-awareness was clear - he knew he was a man.

But he just likes cute things, and his favorite is Lolita skirts.

Nearly half of the second floor is occupied by wardrobes, which are filled with all kinds of skirts, which are his collections over the years.

Fan Shu walked to the end of the corridor and pushed open the innermost door.

The room was a little dark because the lights were not on and the curtains were not drawn.

Yuan Yitong hugged a corner of the quilt and opened his eyes in a daze.

Fan Shu walked over and squatted beside his bed: "Are you awake?"

Yuan Yitong yawned, raised his hand to rub his eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is someone coming?"

Fan Shu hummed, "It's Mu Tou and Sui Feng."

Yuan Yitong: "What time is it?"

Fan Shu: "It's past 12 o'clock now."

"Oh my god..." Yuan Yitong struggled to get up, and Fan Shu helped him sit up.

As he stood up, his long, straight-down curled hair fell behind him in a somewhat messy manner.

However, just after he sat up for a while, he tilted to one side and fell back on the bed, groaning: "It hurts..."

Fan Shu reacted immediately, sighed, and helped him lift the quilt. "I told you to forget it, but you insisted on continuing. You deserve it." He paused, "Come on, lie down and don't move. I'll help you put on your clothes."

Yuan Yitong stretched and said, "Okay~"

After Fan Shu helped Yuan Yitong put on his clothes, he picked him up from the bed and gently placed him on the ground.

Yuan Yitong took advantage of the situation and hooked his arm around Fan Shu's neck, kissed him on the cheek with a smile, and then said, "I'll comb my hair myself, you go make me breakfast... no, lunch."

"Okay." Fan Shu kissed Yuan Yitong on the forehead in return. "Good afternoon, Yuanshen."

"Good afternoon." Yuan Yitong responded, glaring at him. "I told you not to call me Yuanshen from now on. It makes me sound like I'm fucking a fan."

Fan Shu: "I was fucked by a fan."

Yuan Yitong:!!!

"Pfft..." Fan Shu smiled and raised his hand to touch Yuan Yitong's face, "Okay, I won't call you Yuanshen from now on. Good afternoon, Yitong."

*

Before making lunch, Fan Shu asked Mu He and Feng Xiyan if they needed anything. Mu He said they had already had lunch.

Thought so too.

So Fan Shu only did what Yuan Yitong and himself did.

When Yuan Yitong finished washing up and came down from upstairs with her hair tied in a crooked ponytail, Fan Shu had already prepared lunch - eggs, lettuce, luncheon meat and milk, simple yet rich.

Yuan Yitong almost ate his lunch while standing.

Mu He: “…”

It’s really not easy.

Yuan Yitong finished his lunch and glared at him while drinking the last bit of milk: "Don't keep looking at me. If you envy me, just say it!"

"Fuck! I wouldn't envy someone who can't even sit down!" Mu He stared back, unwilling to be outdone, and then asked, "You're not wearing a skirt today?"

Today, Yuan Yitong was wearing a light blue short-sleeved shirt and loose white shorts.

His long hair was tied to one side, revealing the soft curve of his cheek.

"I'm not wearing it anymore." Yuan Yitong responded with some regret, "I'm too lazy to change clothes."

He was able to get up today, which was a big honor for everyone. I really wanted to stay in bed all day...

Fan Shu walked to his side, naturally hooked his slender waist, and said helplessly: "You stay home and have a good rest. I will go to pick up Leng Yan."

Yuan Yitong said "hmm" and let him hook her.

The two of them were so close that they showed no sign of backing down.

Mu He rolled his eyes - if Yuan Yitong ever said that he was low-key again, he would strangle him to death!

Mu He, who was unbalanced by the affection shown by the two, immediately squeezed into Feng Xiyan's arms.

Feng Xiyan cooperated by hooking her arm around his waist and said to Fan Shu, "I'll go pick up Leng Yan. I have a car, so it'll be more convenient."

"No, this place is very close to the subway, we can just walk there." Fan Shu refused, "I can go alone, you guys help me take care of Yi Tong."

Mu He made an OK gesture: "Don't worry, we will check his wound carefully."

Fan Shu laughed, and Yuan Yitong glared at Mu He again.

*

Fan Shu washed the dishes. After a while, he felt that the time was about right, so he went out to meet Leng Yan.

As soon as he left, Yuan Yitong couldn't help but scold Mu He: "Wood, it's okay if you tease me, but don't tease Xiao Shu as well."

"Okay..." Mu He curled his lips.

He admitted that he was jealous, he also wanted a loyal dog like this orz

Yuan Yitong also understood his feelings, so he didn't say much. After looking at Feng Xiyan, he turned and went upstairs: "I'll go tidy up the room, you guys can do whatever you want."

Mu He: “Yeah.”

Yuan Yitong said he was going to tidy up the room, but as soon as he went upstairs he started rummaging through the drawers - wow, it really hurts... Is there any medicine I can apply?

It was his first time and he had no experience at all. Fan Shu was afraid of hurting him so he didn't dare to use any force, but he insisted on showing off, and the result was like this.

Not to mention lying down for a day, he feels like he won't be able to recover for a week QAQ

Humans are indeed creatures that constantly seek death. Mu He seeks death, and he also seeks death orz

Yuan Yitong couldn't find any medicine to apply in the end, so he could only force himself to go downstairs.

Not long after, Fan Shu arrived with Leng Yan.

Reality and games are indeed very different. Who would have thought that Leng Yan in reality is such a fair-skinned, bookish boy?

His real name is Bai Zhuo, and like Fan Shu, he is still in college.

Wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, he looked gentle and weak, without any aloofness at all.

Especially when facing Mu He, he is completely like a little fanboy.

There was no water in Mu He's cup, so he suddenly stood up and took the kettle to help him pour it.

Mu He burst into laughter while drinking water. He quickly pulled out a napkin and handed it over.

Feng Xiyan's hand, which was about to take the napkin, froze in mid-air, with no expression on her face, and she felt a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, Mu He didn't care. He took the napkin from Bai Zhuo, wiped his mouth, and continued the previous topic.

"Hey, hey, hey, I say, that's enough. Can we talk about business now?" Yuan Yitong suddenly said.

Hearing his voice, Bai Zhuo looked at him in shock, his face full of disbelief: "You...you...your voice?"

Yuan Yitong turned around and looked at him, blinking: "You are not, are you? I am wearing men's clothes today?"

I just spoke now...

It turns out that good-looking people look good in whatever they wear.

Yuan Yitong's face and long hair make him look like a woman no matter what he wears.

Bai Zhuo stared at Yuan Yitong for a long moment, then suddenly realized something and looked at Fan Shu: "You, you, you guys..."

Fan Shu raised his eyebrows, knowing what he wanted to say, and spoke first: "Yes, Yuan Shen, my boyfriend."

Immediately afterwards, Bai Zhuo noticed Feng Xiyan holding Mu He's hand.

Mu He smiled and said, "Oh, I forgot to introduce you to Suifeng, Feng Xiyan, my boyfriend."

Bai Zhuo: “…”

At this moment, Bai Zhuo was deeply self-doubting.

Did he really join a team, or did he accidentally get into some strange circle?