The host of fast travel is Bailian in the prosperous age

It's about pornography, it's about pornography.

Lan Mi covered her eyes with her little hands, pretending that she couldn't see what the two on the screen were doing.

Xu Moshu, who was drunk, was very charming. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Meng Zhe, frowned and asked, "You... who are you?"

He looked dazed and adorable.

Meng Zhe put down his wine glass, stretched out his hand and pinched his face: "Mountain God, I'm Meng Zhe..."

"Meng Zhe?" Xu Moshu raised his head and thought for a while: "Hey, I know! Meng Zhe is my husband!"

Lan Mi: "..."

I don't know why, but when I heard this sentence, I always felt that the host didn't seem to be drunk.

"Husband?" Meng Zhe frowned, and Xu Mo said that although he was usually nice to him, he had never been called so affectionate.

I didn't expect the mountain god who was drunk to be so cute.

He raised his hand to stroke Xu Moshu's brow: "What did you call me? Call me again."

Xu Moshu didn't know anything at this time, like a mentally retarded person, after hearing Meng Zhe's words, he said without thinking, "Husband!"

Meng Zhe smiled, reached out and clasped the back of Xu Moshu's head, and leaned over to kiss him.

Xu Moshu was dazed by the kiss, and he vaguely heard Meng Zhe's hoarse voice.

"is it okay?"

Meng Zhe's hand was already on Xu Moshu's waist. When he said this, he squeezed Xu Moshu's waist, and Xu Moshu's body softened immediately, and he fell asleep in his arms.

He heard Xu Moshu's voice say softly, "...um."

[Ding——The favorability of the target of the attack is +5, and the current favorability is 90. ]

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When Xu Moshu woke up the next day, Meng Zhe was no longer there.

He supported his sore waist, and cursed Meng Zhe in a low voice.

What the hell, you're happy to run away after sleeping, but how long will it take Laozi's waist to heal? !

I don't know how to cook porridge and rub my shoulders before leaving.

Footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, and Xu Moshu's eyebrows twitched in surprise.

Could it be that Meng Zhe hasn't left yet?

He endured the pain and went forward to open the door, only to see Tao Yao with a smile on his face.

"Where's the mountain god's little follower?" Tao Yao deliberately glanced left and right, seemingly ignorant: "Why isn't he by your side? Did he go cook for you?"

Xu Moshu: "...!"

grass!This Tao Yao must have done it on purpose.

It's really just rubbing salt in other people's wounds every day.

"I don't know." Xu Moshu didn't give him a good look: "Maybe he went out, something happened."

"Oh..." Tao Yao had the original expression: "No wonder I saw him go out with a woman early in the morning, so there was something wrong."

Xu Moshu immediately turned into an Oscar winner: "...What did you say?!"

"What went out with a woman, when?!"

Seeing his appearance, Tao Yao asked in surprise: "Don't you know? He left with a woman who was about 40 years old at around Mao today."

Xu Moshu was slightly taken aback: "Ah? Really?"

Tao Yao wanted to say something else, but Xu Moshu closed the door with a "snap".

Tao Yao: "..."

He touched his nose, turned and walked towards the restaurant.

Today is a good day, he has to go to drink and celebrate.

Hearing Tao Yao's leaving footsteps, Xu Moshu turned his head and continued to sleep.

He is so tired.

Get some more sleep.

And when Xu Moshu fell asleep, he fell asleep in the sky.