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Chapter 234 234. Mo Zhi is a Man
Mo Zhi shuddered: "Young Master Han."

He was about to cry.

Fu Qinghan frowned, looking at his helpless little eyes, the pity that finally got in the way gradually arose, and let him go.

Mo Zhi is a man.

Fu Qinghan was sure in his heart.

So, he thinks this guy is a bit sultry, is it abnormal for him to be single for too long?
Mo Zhi jumped back into the room as fast as he could.

"Thank you Young Master Han for your concern, I will take good care of myself."

After Mo Zhi bowed, he closed the door politely.

Fu Qinghan returned to the room with a look of disgust on his face.

Mo stuck to the door and let out a long breath.

In the shower, just to be safe, he just tossed the straps in the washing machine.

Later, Fu Qinghan knocked on the door. He was wearing a bath towel to prevent the water from his hair from getting wet on his clothes. Fu Qinghan also thought of this reason.

But he didn't expect that Fu Qinghan would hug him and test his identity.

If she hadn't been so vigilant in this strange place, and she had brought props with her even after taking a shower, then Fu Qinghan's inattentiveness just now would have given him nothing.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhi hastily locked the door of the room and even put the safety on the windows before turning off the lights and going to bed.

The cool night comforts those who fall asleep.

Mo Zhi didn't choose a place to sleep, he slept so deeply that he didn't even know someone was standing in his room.

Fu Qinghan doesn't blame him for not being aware of his presence, because his actions can be done so silently that even Li Yan is hard to spot.

The young man buried his face between the pillows.

Even the top button of the pajamas was buttoned, and because of the sense of security, he half covered the quilt and half hugged him.

Fu Qinghan quietly looked at his unattractive sleeping posture, but he couldn't hate it anyway.

Under the moonlight, even the skin of this kid was glowing.

Have you ever taken a milk bath?

Fu Qinghan couldn't help but poked his thin leg.

Uh... Are the muscles on a man's legs so soft?
Perhaps because he felt something strange, Mo Zhi turned over, still hugged the quilt, and muttered: "Fu Qinghan, don't make trouble."

The childish voice does not distinguish between men and women.

Fu Qinghan was slightly taken aback.

The guy turned over and fell asleep again.

So, I have already gone to his dream.

Isn't that... Fu Qinghan's eyes fell on the pale pink lips.

The heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.

No, this feeling is totally wrong.

It is impossible for him to have feelings for a man.

Fu Qinghan had a different emotion in his heart, angrily dropped the things in his hands, and jumped out of the window to leave.

……

Mo Zhi didn't have the habit of sleeping in late, and when he woke up, he sat up in a daze.

When did this never-before-seen shirt wrap around his head?
He found the ironing machine in the cabinet, and after ironing the wrinkled short-sleeved top and trousers, he went downstairs in this suit.

Before going to bed last night, he still used the belt and didn't remove the props, just because he was afraid that Fu Qinghan would go crazy in the middle of the night and would slip through the band.

But judging from his beautiful sleep, last night was peaceful.

Mo Zhi hummed a song and went downstairs.

There was breakfast in the dining room, but no one was there.

Thinking of the embarrassment of Fu Qinghan reaching out to hug him last night, that bastard Fu Qinghan should try to avoid seeing the two of them today, that's why he left so early.

Mo Zhi happily went to the dining room. The breakfast was simple, but it was a delicious meal for a persistent fan of buns.

He had just bit a bun in his mouth, and then arched his back to go to the porridge that was placed a little far away, when the outside door opened.

Fu Qinghan walked in after finishing training in the courtyard.

Mo Zhi: "..."

Is my **** look special dog?

Fu Qinghan glanced at him indifferently, went straight to his room without saying a word.

Mo Zhi sat down silently, the bun was already in his mouth, he didn't want to eat it, he didn't want to eat it, he could only take small bites and wait for him.

After a while, Fu Qinghan came to the dining room.

Mo Zhi had already filled the porridge for him, and now he will pass him a... steamed bun.

"Young Master Han, please."

Fu Qinghan glanced at the breakfast on the big plate, took the steamed buns expressionlessly, took a bite, and asked calmly, "Do you like steamed buns?"

"En." Mo Zhi nodded honestly.

"And I like minced meat with vermicelli," he added.

Mo Zhi was surprised: "Um...can't you like it? All my friends like it."

Fu Qinghan was noncommittal, and took another mouthful of steamed buns.

Seeing him start to eat, Mo Zhi silently sat back in his seat and drank the porridge.

After a while, breakfast was finished.

For some reason, Mo Zhi always felt that Fu Qinghan's breakfast was not very happy.

"I didn't leave any of the six buns to me. Next time, be so greedy and watch your ass carefully."

After Fu Qinghan finished speaking, he went to the courtyard again.

Oh, so he also likes to eat buns?

Why did he always say that her favorite fan meat bun smelled of plastic particles, and he still disliked it so much?
Just because he didn't like it, I gave him steamed buns.

"Don't wash the dishes, come out."

Fu Qinghan called him in the courtyard.

Mo Zhi hurriedly put down the empty bowl, wiped his hands, and ran out.

I don't know when there was an extra car in the yard.

Fu Qinghan threw him the key: "Go back to the base directly after school."

After saying this, Fu Qinghan got into another car and drove away.

It seemed that because of one breakfast, he was bored to the extreme.

Mo Zhi pouted, and after getting into the car, he found a small backpack on the co-pilot.

It's for him to go to school.

Unmoved, he started the car.

The gate was sensed and opened slowly, that is to say, only cars equipped with sensors can enter this residential house.

Mo Zhi kicked the accelerator and drove away.

After falling asleep last night, Zuo Siyou thought about going to Fu Qinghan's room in the middle of the night, but he fell asleep after thinking about it.

Sure enough, it was still an alcohol mistake.

When Fu Qinghan returned to Ningge, Fu Yunxiao was about to go out.

Fu Yunxiao was not surprised to see him coming back from the outside at this time.

"Brother, Mo Zhi has already gone to school."

"Did you do a night of ideological work?"

"Brother, he was sleeping like hell, we didn't communicate."

Fu Yunxiao's gaze became meaningful.

Fu Qinghan realized something, and immediately explained: "I just talked to him a few words before going to bed, chatted about the waistline problem, and then..."

"Don't explain, brother is not as conservative as you think."

Fu Qinghan: "..."

Fu Yunxiao went out calmly.

It seems that he is a little concerned about him, but also seems to have other things on his mind.

Fu Qinghan looked at Li Nian: "What's wrong?"

Li Nian looked around, leaned in front of Fu Qinghan, and whispered, "It's been like this since I met Miss Xia last night."

Fu Qinghan was stunned.

"Up to now, up and down, they don't even dare to breathe out."

Li Nian sighed and left.

Fu Qinghan went upstairs, originally wanting to go back to his room, but by a strange coincidence, he went to the door of the third brother's bedroom.

Boom boom boom!
Half a minute after the knock on the door, the door slowly opened.

(End of this chapter)