like him

After a few days, Mo Yue treated Wu Zheng in every possible way. He even quietly covered Wu Zheng's quilt several times at night, and Wu Zheng noticed all of these.

"Zheng, I'm back, eat while it's hot."

That night, when Wu Zheng came back from practicing swordsmanship, Mo Yue dragged him to the table as soon as he entered the door. As soon as he sat down, he handed him a bowl, Wu Zheng was a little taken aback.

"Actually, you don't need it, I can..."

Wu Zheng opened his mouth in embarrassment, thinking about what he wanted to say to Mo Yue in front of him for a long time, but for some reason, seeing Mo Yue like this, he was still unable to say it, fortunately, he took advantage of tonight to open it. .

"It's okay, don't do this, everything I do for you is voluntary."

Mo Yue reached out and grabbed Wu Zheng's arm, her whole body trembled.

"But you don't owe me anything."

Wu Zheng said calmly that he always felt that he owed Mo Yue in front of him, and if this continues, he would feel that he owed more.

"Zheng, do you despise me, despise my body, if this is really the case, I will leave here immediately and disappear before your eyes."

In the next moment, the corners of Mo Yue's eyes were stained with tears, and she let go of Wu Zheng's arm in a little helplessness.

"Don't cry, I don't dislike you, I just don't want to owe you too much."

Wu Zheng couldn't bear to look at Mo Yue in front of him, so he gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"I don't want anything, as long as I stay by your side, you can beat me, you can scold me, just don't drive me away, okay, I have nothing but you, my family, my friends, They all don't know me anymore."

She reached out and hugged Wu Zheng's waist tightly, leaning her head in Wu Zheng's arms, listening to that steady heart, this feeling was very good, and made Mo Yue very satisfied.

Tired of crying, he fell asleep. During the whole process, Wu Zheng just quietly hugged the person in his arms, called softly twice, and after confirming that the person in his arms had fallen asleep, he picked him up and walked towards the bed.

In the middle of the night, Wu Zheng, who was sleepy, opened his hazy eyes. That night, he gave up the bed to Mo Yue, and fortunately, he slept on the sofa. He vaguely saw a faint light in the kitchen. He was very uncertain. got up.

Through the dim light, Wu Zheng saw a familiar figure busy.The figure was drawn very long by the light, and Wu Zheng was a little touched when he saw it. It turned out that he woke up so early every day to make breakfast for himself, no wonder he suddenly fell asleep crying just now, he was just too tired.

There is a kind of emotion called moving. At this moment, Wu Zheng was completely moved by Mo Yue in front of him. He was so moved that he couldn't even take a step forward to stop his obscurity to himself and his tender devotion. Everything Wu Zheng could not afford to pay back, what Mo Yue wanted in front of him was definitely not something Wu Zheng could afford.

"Bang dang..."

The moment Mo Yue turned around, she saw Wu Zheng outside the door, and the plate in her hand fell to the ground unconsciously.

"Zheng, I'm sorry..."

He squatted down in a state of bewilderment, and frantically picked up the broken plate on the ground. He accidentally cut his finger, and blood spilled out.But he didn't complain of pain at all, as if he was used to it, he continued to pick up the debris on the ground.

"Don't worry about it."

Wu Zheng had never seen such a person who didn't cherish himself like this, he couldn't stand it anymore, he stepped forward and grabbed Mo Yue's hand.

"Soon, Zheng, don't be angry, I will clean it soon."

Mo Yue trembled slightly, and murmured weakly.

"Moyue, you are human, you are not a humble slave, I don't need you to do anything for me, and you don't owe me anything, can you learn to love yourself."

Wu Zheng was about to go crazy, his whole body was completely insane, he tightly grasped Mo Yue's shoulders with both hands, and said while looking directly at Mo Yue in front of him.

"No, Zheng, you can treat me as a slave, as a servant, or even as a dog, as long as you don't drive me away and let me stay by your side."

Mo Yue cried again, he screamed at Wu Zheng, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, he stretched out his hand to stop Wu Zheng's neck, and kissed him.

"ink......"

Wu Zheng was overwhelmed by this sudden kiss, he didn't know what was wrong, he couldn't push away the Mo Yue who had done so much for him, let alone give Mo Yue what he wanted.

Mo Yue tried to deepen the kiss. He opened Wu Zheng's teeth with the tip of his tongue, wrapped around Wu Zheng's tongue, lingering ecstatically. Wu Zheng wanted to push it away, but he felt guilty.

But in the end, he really didn't want Mo Yue in front of him to continue, and his hands had gradually started to grope around him. He couldn't let what Mo Yue wanted to happen, so he raised his hand and pushed Mo Yue away.

"Zheng, I'm sorry, I..."

Mo Yue suddenly came to her senses, the lust in her eyes dissipated, revealing deep guilt.

"nothing......"

There was no trace of emotion on Wu Zheng's calm face, but at this moment his heart was extremely complicated, and the humbleness of Mo Yue in front of him made him feel distressed.