Pound's sleepwalking

Could it be a private diary or something?Pound touched the cowhide cover, but did not dare to open it directly.

Maybe it's an ordinary note?It's not locked, and it's still in a public area. It shouldn't be something private, right?Finally unable to match curiosity, Pound opened it.

'The hair is very soft, it feels very comfortable to the touch'

'The waist is very thin, so it's very comfortable to hold. '

'Want to strangle him, run through him. '

He was so frightened that he hurriedly closed the notebook. This...is a secret love note, but it's too straightforward, right?There is no date on each page, no idea when it was written, and no clue who the crush is.

Pound's cheeks felt a little hot, and he quickly put the note back to its original place.Prying into other people's secrets is always an immoral thing to do.

Mu You didn't go home until it was completely dark.

Pound watched TV absently, and went to bed after washing up.

midnight

There was a slight sound of opening the door, and after Mu You entered, he quietly observed the movement in the room.After confirming that Pound had fallen asleep, he unbuttoned his clothes while walking, and went straight into the bathroom.

After washing, he took off his glasses and looked at himself in the mirror. He was in a very happy mood. He methodically picked up the towel and wiped it carefully, as if he was about to enjoy a big meal.

In Pound's house, the curtains were drawn, and only a few electronic devices flickered faintly in the dark room.Due to his sleepwalking physique, Pound slept deeply, his breathing was very soft, and he looked very peaceful.

In this quiet night, there was a rustling sound of keys from Pound's door.

The door of his bedroom was opened, and the warm yellow living room lights shrouded the floor in a ray of light. In the light and shadow, Mu You in a nightgown stood there staring at the sleeping Mu You for a long time.

Mu You's eyelashes are very long, casting a black shadow under the eyelids.

'The hair is very soft, it feels soft to the touch'

'The waist is very thin, so it's very comfortable to hold. '

'Want to strangle him, run through him. '

He walked over step by step, the soft floor shoes made no sound.

Sitting in front of Pound's bed, Mu You stretched out his hand to rub his soft hair. At this moment, Pound sat up suddenly. Mu You didn't panic, but observed quietly for a while.

Then he raised his lips and said softly, "Do you want a hug?"

Pound didn't respond, just sat so straight.

Mu You stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly. He buried his head on Pound's neck and breathed slowly.

Under the light, the two are like an intimate couple, inseparable.

Pound struggled a bit, wanting to get out of bed.Mu You didn't stop him either, and let go of his hand.

I saw Pound's first foot stepping on the floor, walking out step by step.

"Baby, where are you going?" Mu You sat on the bed and looked at him with a smile, like a good husband who is used to pampering his wife.

Pound wandered around, and finally sat on the sofa. The light in the living room was dimmed, and his face was softly illuminated, which made Mu You fascinated.

Mu You got up and walked over, and also sat on the side, looking at him so seriously.

Pound's eyes were closed tightly, and his expression was serene.

After watching for a while, Mu You tilted his head and rubbed Pound's earlobe with the tip of his nose.

"Baby." The voice was hoarse.

Unable to hold back in the end, Mu You lifted Pang De's face with one hand, kissed him almost cruelly, and pressed him on the sofa.

He didn't let go until the person in his arms groaned.

Pang De felt as if he had encountered something, his brows were frowned, his lips were still glistening under the light after being eaten just now, it looked very attractive, and Mu You wanted to rub against it again.

But Pound stood up, subconsciously escaped from Mu You, and walked towards the bedroom he felt was relatively safe.

But how could he escape?

Even if he got into bed and got under the covers, someone else got in right after him.

Mu You leaned against his back, slowly stretched out his hand under the quilt, and wrapped it around Pound's waist like a snake, tightening it tighter and tighter.

Then the snake swam up, greedily touching every inch of skin.

Mu You rested his chin on Pound's shoulder, and the tip of his nose was full of Pound's breath. With a slight force on his hand, the person in his arms trembled.

His Adam's apple rolled and he wanted to...

In the end, Mu You didn't do anything too extreme. He hugged Pound tightly, and his breathing gradually sank.

As soon as a ray of light appeared in the sky, the electronic watch on Mu You's wrist vibrated twice.

Mu You woke up quickly, cast doubts on Pang De's face, then made the bed skillfully, closed the door gently and left.

As if nothing happened last night.

After Pound got up according to the biological clock habit, as soon as we opened it, we saw that Mu You was busy in the kitchen.

Hearing the sound of driving, Mu You turned around and smiled softly at him, shaking the spoon in his hand. "Drink porridge today."

"Okay." Pound stretched his body sour.

Mr. Mu is really kind!