Master Mu Tsundere Chasing Wife Rules

These words were quite ambiguous and provocative, and Chen Yi didn't dare to move his whole body.

The driver moved his ears, heard a general idea, and glanced through the rearview mirror, but he couldn't see anything unusual.I filled my mind with a novel of unrivaled love, and used my own experience to admonish this young man.

"Young man, if you stay with your boyfriend for a long time, you still need to be moderately trained. You can't ask him to go out and have fun! Are you having any conflicts? There is no obstacle that can't be overcome. There are quarrels at the head of the bed and peace at the end of the bed. Just communicate well, and there is no such thing as that." ruin your body."

Chen Yi was a little confused by what he said. When he realized that the driver had misunderstood the two as a couple, he was taken aback for a moment, and quickly waved his hands to explain:

"No, no, we don't have that kind of relationship. He is my brother, my stepfather's son, so he doesn't look like him."

The driver fell silent.

There was a dead silence for a while.

Only Mu Yan was still pulling Chen Yi, saying some nasty words indistinctly, Chen Yi blushed, and quickly covered his mouth.

"He drank too much, talking nonsense!" Chen Yi explained.

The driver sighed and continued driving.

Mu Yan reached out and grabbed Chen Yi's wrist covering his mouth, shackled him on the seat, leaned against his face, and rubbed it.

"Little Yi..."

Chen Yi was taken aback.

The driver also heard clearly, "Your sister-in-law's name?"

"Ah... that's right..." Chen Yi hurriedly replied.

My heart is already messed up.

It's not self-righteous thinking that he called me, but Uncle Mu or Aunt Mu would call him 'Xiao Yi' from time to time, so I was a little shocked when I heard it.

No matter how it sounds, this is also a nickname...

It turned out that he already has someone he likes, that person named Xiao Yi, I don't know who it is, and he has never heard him mention it.

When the car arrived, Chen Yi and the driver tried their best to drag him out of the car.

Fortunately, there is an elevator here, otherwise Chen Yi really couldn't imagine dragging such a heavy person up to the [-]th floor.

Mu Yan looked like he had no flesh, standing there like a pole, he didn't expect him to be so heavy.When Chen Yi was pulling him, he touched his waist, and his body was full of tendons. You can tell without looking that this is a man who looks thin when he is dressed, and has a lot of flesh when he takes off his clothes.

Chen Yi took him upstairs in the elevator, and saw a small express box at the door, and then he remembered that Mu Yan said he wanted to buy him a new mobile phone, but he didn't expect it to arrive so soon.Maybe the courier called at that time, but he didn't hear it after he turned off the mute.

He picked up the courier, opened the door and went straight to his room, and put him on his bed.

Mu Yan's room is very messy, not the usual mess.

The gray tone looks a bit solemn and a bit depressing. It stands to reason that his room has the best lighting, but he always draws the curtains to prevent the outside light from coming in.

Clothes were all over the bed, the computer tablet was thrown on the floor or on the bed, the books on the bookshelf were crooked, the pens in the pen holder were everywhere, the desk drawers didn’t know how to close, and the door of the wardrobe was not closed. Half-open, completely out of shape.

After Chen Yi put him down, he took off his shoes, and then turned to make him hangover soup.

He brought the boiling hot soup and put it on the desk, and waited for the tea soup to cool down, and he was not idle at other times, he took care of Mu Yan's hygiene, cleaned up the places that should be cleaned, and did not let go of any corners.

The Mu Yan in his memory is not like this, the Mu Yan in his memory is only about ten years old, he is a young master who loves cleanliness and always keeps his house clean.

But at that time Mu Yan also liked to make things difficult for him, deliberately messed up the room, and then called him to come, under the pretense of helping to clean the room together, but in fact, he didn't clean the room very much, and played all afternoon.

In the end, Aunt Yun came in and had no choice but to clean up.

Maybe Ms. Bai influenced him too much, so that his temper changed so much.

While cleaning, Chen Yi thought to himself.

The floor in Mu Yan's room is imitation wood-grain tiles, and there is a gray-black mark under the desk, which should have been accidentally poured on the ground while drinking coffee, and it has not been cleaned up since then, leaving a dry mark. imprint.

Chen Yi took a rag and wet it, knelt down on the ground, and wiped vigorously with both hands, trying to remove the mark as much as possible.

He wiped it so seriously that suddenly a black shadow came over him, but he didn't notice it until he was pushed down to the ground before he realized it.

"Mu Muyan, get up quickly." Chen Yi called softly, Mu Yan was really heavy, and his chest was pressed so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"What are you doing?" Mu Yan asked him with a drunken look in his eyes, with a silly grin.

"I'm mopping the floor."

Mu Yan stretched out his hand to pinch his mouth, preventing him from opening his mouth. Under Chen Yi's puzzled eyes, he smirked: "You are talking nonsense! You are clearly washing a towel to wash my face!"

After finishing speaking, the other hand was about to grab the rag.

Chen Yi was shocked, and stretched the towel as far as possible, but he was restrained by Mu Yan, Mu Yan stretched out his long hand, and stretched out the towel.

Sitting on his waist, handed him the rag: "Wipe my face."

Chen Yi waved his hand: "This is not for wiping your face, this is a rag for wiping the floor."

Mu Yan didn't listen, pursed his mouth, and took a rag to his own face, avoiding Chen Yi's fight, and wiped it in a hurry, which made the clean and delicate face dusty, revealing a smell of rancidity. coffee smell.

When it was over, he continued to smirk: "Can I wipe it clean?"

"..."

Chen Yi wanted to push him away to get a towel to wipe him clean, if Mu Yan found out when he was awake, he would definitely be dead.

But Mu Yan was sitting on his waist, such a heavy person, he couldn't push it away even if he wanted to, Chen Yi had no choice but to say, "Get up, I'll take you to wash your face."

"I've already washed it."

"Not cleaned."

Mu Yan was shocked immediately, got up quickly, and ran to the mirror to look at himself.

Chen Yi also seized the opportunity, got up quickly, went to the bathroom quickly, wet the towel, and went back to his room.

Mu Yan was sitting on the edge of the desk, looking at himself in the mirror, very satisfied, and winked, "Master is so handsome!"

"..." Chen Yi was speechless for a moment, he didn't even know that Mu Yan would be so cute when he was drunk.

"Mu Yan, wash your face." Chen Yi was about to wipe his face with a towel.

Mu Yan turned sideways to avoid it, arrogantly: "Don't call me by my name!"

"...What's that called?"

"My name is Master Mu!"

"..."

"Why didn't you speak?"

"...Master Mu, wash your face."

Mu Yan laughed ho ho: "It's not too bad."

He didn't move, but raised his face and showed no intention of reaching out to pick up the towel. Chen Yi knew that the young master had fallen ill again, so he didn't say much, and went forward to wipe the back of his head carefully.

Mu Yan always likes to say that Chen Yi has a young master's disease, but as we all know, he is the one who has a young master's disease from time to time, especially when he watched too many Republic of China dramas, he likes to be called "Master" one by one.

He is usually so arrogant, who would have thought that he would talk drunk when he was drunk, as childish as a child.

Chen Yi likes this kind of Mu Yan. Although he is so drunk that he doesn't know who he is, he has also let go of his usual prejudice against him.

He rubbed it and got a little dazed, remembering that morning Mu Yan's eyes were still awake, soft as water, and even his tone was extraordinarily gentle, which made him stunned for a moment, thinking that everything could go back to the way it was before.

"Who are you thinking about?" Mu Yan blinked and looked at him for a while before asking.

"I'm thinking of you." Facing the drunken Mu Yan, Chen Yi rarely revealed his thoughts.

Mu Yan blinked again and stared at him.

"What's the matter?" Chen Yi asked awkwardly, unable to adapt to his burning gaze.

"Take it easy, my face is blushing."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Chen Yi didn't notice how long he had been rubbing in a daze just now, and when he realized it, he quickly withdrew his hand.

Mu Yan chuckled softly.

This smile made Chen Yi feel a little awkward, as if he was still awake.

"What are you laughing at?" Chen Yi asked.

"You are only ten years old, why are you so tall?"

"Huh?" Chen Yi didn't understand what he was talking about.

But then Mu Yan squeezed his wrist again, and sighed: "But you are still so thin, why don't you know how to eat more? Except the bones are all skin."

Chen Yi felt the warmth of his palm on his wrist, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Mu Yan was displeased and stared at him.

"You're drunk." Chen Yi didn't dare to look at him, "I made some soup for you, drink some." He brought him the cold soup beside him.

Mu Yan glanced at the soup bowl, "Boiled it for me?"

"Yeah." This is an intoxicated person, if you don't suffer for him, could it be for yourself?

Mu Yan didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he happily took it and drank it.

Chen Yi kept staring at him, he felt a little bit reluctant, when Mu Yan was awake, he wouldn't look at him so childishly again.

"What do you see grandpa doing?"

"Mu Yan..."

Although only a name was called, the emotion contained in it was not a little bit, even a bit more bitter.

Mu Yan was startled: "Who bullied you?"

Chen Yi shook his head.

"You tell me, I will protect you, I won't lie to you."

Chen Yi choked on his words, he couldn't remember when he said this, it was a promise made to others, but even so, he was still a little moved.

While scolding himself for being worthless, he explained: "Really not."

Mu Yan didn't speak, just looked at him like this.

Chen Yi escaped a little, got up, took a towel and a bowl: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early, there is still class tomorrow."

"Are you unhappy?" Mu Yan asked cautiously.

"No."

"Really do not have?"

"real."

"Cheat me to be a puppy."

Chen Yi couldn't help laughing: "I lied to you like a puppy."

Only then did Mu Yan calm down.

"Go to sleep." Chen Yi rubbed Mu Yan's head.

Some time ago tin foil ironing was popular, and Mu Yan, who followed the trend, inevitably did it, his hair was a little fluffy, and it felt a little rough to the touch.But fortunately, his hair is still of good quality and relatively supple.

Chen Yi couldn't put it down, so he rubbed a couple more.It was at this time that she could touch Mu Yan so unscrupulously.

Mu Yan squinted his eyes enjoying himself, and as soon as he stopped, he obediently went to bed, tucked himself in the corner of the quilt, and even looked at him, as if asking for a reward.

Chen Yi was not stingy either, and said, "Awesome!"