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During this sleep, Mu Qingyang did not sleep well, or it could be said that this was not sleep at all, but fainting.When Mu Qingyang woke up leisurely, it was just dawn, he moved his arms only to realize that something was wrong, his whole body was held in Wen Cheng's arms, their bodies were tightly pressed together, there was no room for him to move at all.

He glanced down and saw the bruises on his body.

Mu Qingyang tried his best to move his hand, took half of his hand out of Wen Cheng's embrace, and poked Wen Cheng's forehead a few times with his finger.

Wen Cheng gave a confused "Huh?", frowning slightly.

"Wencheng..." Mu Qingyang called softly, the distance between the two was very close, and he almost whispered into Wencheng's ear.

Wen Cheng barely opened half of his eyes, with a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth, "Why, do you want to come again?"

The corners of Mu Qingyang's lips rose in Wencheng's familiar arc, half of the sleepiness in Wencheng's eyes instantly faded away, Mu Qingyang got up on the ground without saying a word, and slammed Wencheng's stomach hard with his knee, Wencheng suffered from pain, The whole person fell off the sofa.

"...Your uncle." Mu Qingyang said.

This move hurt the enemy one thousand and self-damaged eight hundred. Mu Qingyang's movements triggered a series of chain reactions behind him, causing him to gasp in pain.

To put it bluntly, Wen Cheng did something wrong. It is understandable that Mu Qingyang was kicked off the sofa. Seeing Mu Qingyang's uncomfortable appearance, he immediately came forward and half-kneeled by the sofa to hug Mu Qingyang's Head, rubbing Mu Qingyang's hair distressedly, coaxing a child and saying: "Baby, calm down, I was wrong, I will never dare again next time."

Mu Qingyang mercilessly opened Wen Cheng's magical hand to play with his hair, and said coldly: "Go to your dream and ask for another time."

"Okay," Wen Cheng answered readily, "I'll go to sleep later." After finishing speaking, he opened his pitiful eyes again, looking at Mu Qingyang like a loyal dog begging its master to caress him, as if someone A tail flicked behind him, "Don't be angry, huh?"

Even if he knew that Wen Cheng was pretending to be harmless, Mu Qingyang couldn't be tough on this face.

Mu Qingyang sighed forcefully, he didn't know whether to lament Wen Cheng for being so shameless, or lament himself for not living up to expectations.

A relationship crisis was resolved, Wen Cheng smiled, and couldn't help but kiss Mu Qingyang on the eyelid.It was dawn and people woke up. There was no need to stay here any longer. Wencheng planned to take a shower and change clothes to go home. He found a spare set of clothes from the closet and took them with him. Look at Mu Qingyang, he is still lying down. Looking too lazy to move on the sofa, Wen Cheng asked softly: "Sleep a little longer?"

"It hurts." Mu Qingyang glanced at him coldly, "You wash first, I'll take it easy."

Wen Cheng knew that this time he had really gone too far, he touched the tip of his nose speechlessly, and buried his head in the bathroom.

In the middle of Wencheng's bath, Mu Qingyang looked at his wrist, and there were two red and purple strangle marks on it. When Mu Qingyang sat up with his body upright, his wrist hurt suddenly, and instead of exerting any force on his hand, he trembled slightly. with.

Wen Cheng was not tied tightly, and there was still some room for Mu Qingyang's hands to move around, but Mu Qingyang struggled so hard that the injuries on his hands were particularly serious.

Ugh.

Mu Qingyang grabbed a handful of hair.

It's nothing.

When Wen Cheng came out of the bathroom, Mu Qingyang was sitting on the sofa playing with cigarettes. Wen Cheng looked back and forth at the wound on his hand a few times, and squatted down beside Mu Qingyang's legs when he handed the changed clothes to Mu Qingyang. Looking up at Mu Qingyang, he suggested, "Let me wash it for you."

It's all routines.

Mu Qingyang smiled and said, "You treat me as a mentally handicapped child?"

Wen Cheng expressed his innocence, "I won't do anything."

"No need." Mu Qingyang snatched Wen Cheng's clothes, turned and went into the bathroom.

Wen Cheng leaned against the bathroom door, scratching the door unwillingly, "Honey—"

"..."

"Baby shepherd—"

"..."

"Teacher Mu—"

"..."

"Mu Qingyang—"

Wen Cheng yelled louder than Su, and there was a tendency of "I won't leave if you ignore me", Mu Qingyang responded impatiently, "Why?"

Wencheng stopped making noise, put his head on the door panel, and solemnly said to the person inside: "I love you."

Mu Qingyang had the feeling of being struck by lightning, and he didn't make a sound for a long time. The powerful beating of his heart caused a slight pain in his chest, accompanied by a sweetness spreading to his limbs. He glanced at the mirror and saw The man above was smiling at him.

It was obviously the face he had seen for more than [-] years, but at this moment, it seemed that he suddenly didn't recognize it, and it felt a little subtle.

"Well," he heard his somewhat hoarse voice answer, "thank you."

The person at the door laughed, "It's a little effort, you're welcome."

Although Mu Qingyang's home is only one street away from the "City That Never Sleeps", he was too lazy to leave, so Wencheng drove him home to take him home.

Mu Qingyang obviously didn't have enough rest. After getting in the car, he leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Wen Cheng didn't disturb him until the car drove downstairs to Mu Qingyang's house. When he opened his mouth, he suddenly thought that Wen Cheng's clothes were with him, and he was still wearing his clothes. Anyway, he would have to return them sooner or later, so it was better to return them today, so he said, "Come up with me, and return your clothes."

Wen Cheng originally wanted to say that it would be fine to see you off, but then he thought about why not go to Mu Qingyang's house if he had the opportunity, and he readily agreed.

When the two of them passed by the canteen downstairs, the little girl who looked after the store stared at Wen Cheng, and asked without hesitation, "Mr. Mu, is your boyfriend?" Although she was asking Mu Qingyang, But her gaze was fixed on Wen Cheng, obviously hoping that Wen Cheng would answer.

Wen Cheng smiled mysteriously, but didn't answer.

Mu Qingyang pushed Wen Cheng towards the stairs, turned to the girl and said, "Write your homework."

The girl with a homework book under her hands complained.

The two walked to the door of Mu Qingyang's house, Wen Cheng leaned against the wall and waited for Mu Qingyang to open the door, looked at Mu Qingyang with a smile, and suddenly said: "Boyfriend."

Mu Qingyang's hand that opened the door trembled because of the word Wencheng. He didn't answer, but opened the door and walked in without changing his face.

Wen Cheng followed behind Mu Qingyang and said again unwillingly: "Boyfriend."

Mu Qingyang was so angry that he didn't have enough sleep, he picked up the glutinous rice dumpling on the sofa and threw it on Wen Cheng's face, "You've adapted quickly, boyfriend."

"Of course. I've gone through this state many times in my mind." Wen Cheng hugged the glutinous rice ball with a smile, leaned forward and kissed Mu Qingyang on the face, "I will teach you more in the future, boyfriend."

"Wencheng, you are really..." Mu Qingyang wiped his face with his hand, and sighed, "You are so shameless."

Wen Cheng answered it as a matter of course, "I want to save my face but I can't take advantage of it."

Mu Qingyang felt that he was probably too sleepy, unable to refute Wen Cheng's words, he turned back to his room to get clothes for Wen Cheng without saying a word, and changed the clothes on his body by the way, when the clothes were half-faded, Wen Cheng came over, Leaning on the door panel and looking straight at the marks on his body, his eyes were dark.

After the ups and downs last night, Mu Qingyang was very familiar with this look, but he was sure that Wen Cheng would not do anything else, so he just changed his clothes slowly, and when Wen Cheng walked towards him Wen Cheng's clothes were stuffed into Wen Cheng's arms, and he fell on the bed by himself, half-closed his eyes, "You can go."

Wen Cheng was not in a hurry, he put his clothes aside, squatted down and looked at Mu Qingyang who was lying on his side, and spoke in a low and low voice, as if he didn't want to disturb Mu Qingyang, "Do you want Papa Wen to sleep with you?" ?”

Mu Qingyang, who was already sleepy, got even sleepier when he touched the bed, maybe because he didn't want to talk too much nonsense with Wen Cheng, he closed his eyes with an "um" in his throat.

This answer was a bit unexpected for Wen Cheng, and he also understood how sleepy Mu Qingyang was now.

Mu Qingyang was too tolerant towards him.

Who said he can't love?Wen Cheng clearly felt that he was loved.

Seeing Mu Qingyang's peaceful sleeping face, Wen Cheng was a little helpless and distressed. He kissed Mu Qingyang's forehead lightly, got up and left Mu Qingyang's room, and closed the door carefully.