Project to Eliminate White Moonlight [ABO]

Mu Zhi sat up from the bed covered in cold sweat, looked around with lingering fear, his chest heaved rapidly.He looked at the quilt beside him, and found that the quilt had been lifted, and the wooden branch touched it, and there was still a residual warmth that had not dissipated.

For a moment, Mu Zhi was in a trance.

He dreamed about the past between himself and Lin Ye. He didn't know whether he was in a dream or in reality. The marks on his body had been washed off long ago, and there was no smell of pheromone. He was not sure who the person beside him was.

Zuo Huan, or still Lin Ye?

Mu Zhi was afraid that it was Lin Ye, and he didn't want to see Lin Ye again.

The door was half covered, and there was a faint yellow light outside the door. Mu Zhi got out of bed and opened the door, bumping into Zuo Huan head-on.

Zuo Huan hugged Little Moon and asked softly, "Why are you up?"

When the voice from Zuo Huan came, Mu Zhi let out a long sigh of relief. He looked at Zuo Huan and asked softly, "Why did you get up? I didn't see you when I woke up, I..."

I'm not at ease.

Mu Zhi still wanted to speak, but felt a little aggressive again, so he swallowed the words again.

Zuo Huan hugged the sleeping little moon in one hand, and held Mu Zhi's hand in the other. He led Mu Zhi back to the bedroom, and said softly, "The little guy woke up suddenly. I'm afraid I'll wake you up, so I carried her out to put her to sleep. No, just fell asleep."

The wooden branch took over the little moon, put the little moon back into the crib, and gently kissed the little moon on the forehead.

It has been three months since Little Moon was born.Maybe it's like a gentle Mu Zhi, Little Moon is usually very well-behaved, rarely crying, but always babbling and laughing at Zuo Huan and Mu Zhi.

Only then does Mu Zhi know that he can love a child like that, and if he can, Mu Zhi is willing to endure all the pain for Little Moon.

Mu Zhi carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for Little Moon, climbed into the quilt again, and lay down beside Zuo Huan.Zuo Huan naturally hugged his waist, buried her face in his neck and rubbed it.

Zuo Huan's hair was a little long, and the ends of it brushed against Muzhi's neck, making it itchy.

"Itch!" Muzhi laughed out loud, and then whispered, "What are you doing! Just like a child!"

Only then did Zuo Huan raise his head, his dark brown eyes glowed beautifully and softly under the dim yellow desk lamp.He raised his hand to shave the messy hair of the wooden branch behind his ears, and asked softly, "Are you having a nightmare?"

Mu Zhi was slightly taken aback, and smiled wryly: "I'm... did talking in my sleep disturb you?"

Mu Zhi grasped Zuo Huan's pajamas in a panic.

He was afraid that he called Lin Ye's name in his dream.

He was afraid that if he made a slight mistake, he would lose Zuo Huan.

Zuo Huan looked at him deeply for a while, then smiled: "No, you didn't talk in your sleep, but you curled up into a ball..."

Zuo Huan stopped talking, but gently wiped away the salty tears in the corners of Mu Zhi's eyes with his fingertips.

"In the future." Zuo Huan said solemnly, "I won't let you cry in your dreams."

Mu Zhi stared at him blankly, for a long time, pushed Zuo Huan away from him, and sat on the bed.Zuo Huan also sat up, under the dim light of the bedside lamp, Zuo Huan watched the wooden branch slowly turn red, and then shed tears again.

Zuo Huan suddenly panicked, he didn't have the calm look just now, and hurriedly wiped Mu Zhi's tears.Because he was afraid of waking up the little moon, Zuo Huan didn't dare to speak loudly, and whispered: "Why are you crying again, no, don't cry, I, I don't know what to do!"

Mu Zhi shook his head, and asked softly, "Zuo Huan, do you want to know about my past?"

Zuo Huan was stunned for a moment, and stretched out his hand to hug Muzhi: "Didn't you say that? We don't want to forget about the unhappy things in the past, I don't care about those—"

In fact, on the first day of establishing a relationship, Mu Zhi told Zuo Huan about her past.What Mu Zhi meant was that it was too late for Zuo Huan to regret it.

But Zuo Huan didn't mind at all.

Mu Zhi leaned his forehead on Zuo Huan's shoulder, grabbed Zuo Huan's pajamas again, choked up and said, "No, it's a longer past, a farther past."

It was his boyhood.

His absurd, down-and-out, self-defeating boyhood at the same time regrouping.

He was fighting, gambling, taking drugs and hiding in the Middle East.

The bleak youth that he will never get rid of in his life.

In fact, Zuo Huan knew.

He has been on the street for so many years, and he can see the decadent aura from the street that remains on Mu Zhi at a glance.

The way he lit his cigarette, he remembered how he extinguished it when he was pregnant, his habit of hiding the entrance to the basement every time, and the slang words he said inadvertently.

Zuo Huan tried Mu Zhi, and sometimes he deliberately said a few black words, and Mu Zhi understood everything.

Mu Zhi also used to hang out on the street, Zuo Huan knew it well.

Zuo Huan carefully put his hands on Mu Zhi's back, and laughed at himself: "I know you have suffered a lot. You will also suffer if you follow me. Get on me."

Zuo Huan slightly tightened his arms, hugged the wooden branch tightly in his arms, sniffed the smell of the wooden branch fiercely, and closed his eyes.

"Mu Zhi." Zuo Huan sighed softly, "You're out of luck."

Muzhi bit his lip.

certainly not.

Meeting Zuo Huan was the luckiest thing for him.

Muzhi licked his lips, pushed Zuo Huan away, and asked with a blushing face, "Zuo Huan, what does your pheromone smell like?"

Zuo Huan didn't react, and asked blankly, "Huh?"

Zuo Huan has never shown pheromone in front of Muzhi, he is afraid of attacking Muzhi.Now that Mu Zhi took the initiative to ask, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

It's a pity that Zuo Huan didn't react for a while.

Mu Zhi blushed even more, stretched out his arms to hug Zuo Huan's neck, leaned forward and kissed Zuo Huan's lips, and said softly: "My pheromone is sweet-scented osmanthus, do you want to taste it?"

Zuo Huan finally came to his senses, his eyes lit up, he pressed the wooden branch, and asked, "Are you serious?"

Muzhi took the initiative just now, but now his pale skin is turning red, he nodded and stammered: "Little Moon is here, go, go, go to the living room, and then—"

Before Muzhi could finish speaking, Zuo Huan suddenly picked up Muzhi, and Muzhi hugged him tightly around his neck in fright. Zuo Huan strode towards the couch in the living room, and pressed Muzhi on the sofa again.

"I didn't taste it clearly." Zuo Huan kissed Mu Zhi's lips, "I'll taste it carefully."

In the next second, lips and teeth meet, ears rubbing against temples.

Their kiss flowed from sluggish to passionate, they hugged each other, tearing apart each other's pajamas carelessly like kids who fell in love for the first time.Mu Zhi's pajamas had been thrown aside by Zuo Huan a long time ago, and before Mu Zhi unbuttoned Zuo Huan's third button, Zuo Huan got impatient and tore off the button of the pajamas, and the pajamas were thrown aside indiscriminately.

Muzhi smiled foolishly, Zuo Huan also laughed, they kissed and touched each other desperately, wishing to embrace and kiss each other as if they could integrate themselves into each other's body.When they rolled from the couch to the floor, both of them hurt from the fall, rubbed their heads aggrievedly, and continued to kiss each other.

The pheromones of the herbal tea flavor and the osmanthus flavor are intertwined, entangled, and finally blended into one, becoming a gentle and sweet taste.

When the knot mark was formed, Zuo Huan hugged the wooden branch tightly and shed tears inexplicably.

"Mu Zhi, it's good to meet you." Zuo Huan said softly, "You are so nice, it's too dangerous to meet me."

However, Mu Zhi was exhausted, and fell asleep drowsily on Zuo Huan's shoulder.

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The third volume of this love can be a memory