Muzifufu's daily life

Every year on the third day of the Lunar New Year, Mu Zijun and Yan Jian go out together.And this year, I will bring more Amumu.

Mu Zijun drove downstairs to Amu's house, stood in the snow rubbing his hands and waited.As soon as he saw Amu coming out, he pointed at him and couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha! You, what are you, hahahaha!"

Amumu, who wrapped himself up so that only his eyes were exposed, tilted his head and pulled off his mask, "What are you laughing at?"

Mu Zijun suppressed his smile, "You, why are you dressed like this!"

Amumu asked back, "Why are you dressed like this?" He frowned, "Isn't it cold?"

Mu Zijun shrugged, "No matter how cold it is, I can't wrap myself into a ball like you." I want to look good!

Amumu took off his gloves and put them on Tie Muzijun's face, with a "tsk", he took off his Lei Feng hat and put it on his head.Mu Zijun struggled for a while, but to no avail, he grinned and muttered, "It's so ugly!"

As if he had never heard of it, Amumu held up his hand and walked to the door of the car. Just as he was about to open the door, he was suddenly hugged by Mu Zijun from behind.Amumu froze for a moment, turned around and was about to ask "what's the matter", but Mu Zijun leaned up and hooked his neck.

Mu Zijun exerted force on his wrist, forcing Amumu to lower his head to him, then stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

Amumu was startled, and subconsciously raised his head to avoid it, but Muzijun grabbed his ear.Mu Zijun pinched his red earlobe, pulled it forward a little bit, and their lips stuck together again.

Amumu, whose ears were being pulled, couldn't bear the pain, "It hurts." Mu Zijun took the opportunity to drill his soft tongue into the hot and humid mouth of the other party, licked his sensitive upper jaw, slid across his teeth, and finally wrapped the other party The shy tongue teased gently.

Amumu stared blankly, like a burned-out mainboard, so hot that he couldn't move, his neck was red to the tips of his ears, and his brain was so burned that it was hard to think.After his brain cooled down a bit, Amumu closed his teeth subconsciously, and then heard Mu Zijun's cry of pain:

"Why did you bite me!"

Mu Zijun covered his mouth and stared at him in embarrassment, his cheeks and the corners of his eyes were strangely red, and there were silver threads hanging around his mouth.Seeing this situation, Amumu stretched out his hand to pull him back, turned his face away and said, "Go, go to the car." His voice was hoarse.

Mu Zijun stomped his feet with a "hum", and got into the car angrily with a look of hatred for iron.

Amumu sighed, then sat in the passenger seat, "Muzi..."

Mu Zijun's expression was not good: "Don't talk to me, your tongue hurts!"

Upstairs by the window, a group of middle-aged women covered their eyes but parted their fingers, shook their heads and said, "In broad daylight...the world is under the wind!" Another group of middle-aged women covered their red faces, excitedly. Said: "Tsk tsk, young man! You are so energetic!"

When the car drove downstairs to Yan Jian's parents' house, Mu Zijun honked the horn twice, and Yan Jian poked his head out of the window, "Come right now!"

Mu Zijun also poked his head out of the car window: "Hurry up!"

Yan Jian: "I know, I know!"

Amumu hesitated for a moment, "Muzi."

"Huh?" Mu Zijun turned his head, his face was still unconcerned.

Amumu's face was red and hot, he finally squeezed his fists, summoned up his courage, held Mu Zijun's face in his arms, and kissed him.

Mu Zijun was stunned for a while, "Hmm! Mmm..." Pushing and shoving in a pretentious manner, he hugged Amumu's neck and kissed back even more passionately.

Waiting for words and coming downstairs, what I saw was Mu Zijun's face full of spring breeze, and Amumu curled up trembling with his head in his arms.

Yan Jian glared at Mu Zijun with a face full of crap: "Did you fuck him?!"

Mu Zijun smiled slightly: "I didn't! Right, Amu?"

Amumu's trembling body paused suddenly, then he buried his head and shook his head quickly, the tips of his ears were red and bleeding.

Yan Jian's gaze moved back and forth between the two of them, from the slightly swollen corners of Mu Zijun's lips to the red marks on the back of Amumu's neck, and finally he closed his eyes and shook his head: "See no evil, see no evil."

After driving for an hour, I finally arrived at the open-air skating rink on the outskirts of the city.

Yan Jian, who was motion sick, got off the car early and went to sit and wait for them at the barbecue stand next to the skating rink.And Mu Zijun persuaded him left and right, and finally made Amumu return from the state of a dumpling to a human form.

Mu Zijun rubbed Amumu's hot head, and teased, "You're so shy, how will you live in the future?"

The temperature that had just dropped on Amumu's face rose again, and he silently grabbed the hand touching his head, and led him forward with a blank expression.

Mu Zijun looked at him pretending to be calm, secretly laughed, and then shouted: "Hey, can you skate? No one will pull you if you can't stand up when you fall."

Amumu thought for a while and said, "A little bit."

Mu Zijun trotted up and asked, "What does it mean to know a little?"

Soon, Mu Zijun realized what Amumu called "knowledge a little".

It's not like Mu Zijun who can barely slide without falling, and it's not like Yan Jian who can coquettishly show off his skills.Amumu's skating seems to be sleepwalking-with a blank face and a dull expression, his movements are neither big nor small, neither fast nor slow, and even the arc of bending is just right.

He will not speed up or try to play tricks on a wide and flat ground, and he will never run into anyone in a crowded place, and he will naturally avoid every possible accident.

Yan Jian leaned against the edge of the skating rink, lit a cigarette, "It's strange, he skates like a piece of wood."

Mu Zijun gave him a punch, "Don't peek at my husband."

Yan Jian puffed out the smoke ring and said with a smile, "You said, he couldn't be made of wood, could he?"

"Of course not," Mu Zijun licked the corner of his mouth and smiled strangely, "I've tried it."

Yan Jian rolled his eyes, "Damn gay."

Amumu was sliding and dazed.Suddenly, he heard someone calling his name, and when he looked back, it turned out that Mu Zijun had rented an ice cart and was calling him over.

Mu Zijun waved at him: "Amu! Come and push me!"

Amumu nodded and slid over.As they approached, Mu Zijun blew a kiss to him while sitting on the ice cart, and Amumu's face turned red immediately.

An accident happened at this moment!

A child rushed towards Amumu's direction. Amumu's head was burning, and when he wanted to dodge, it was already a step too late.

Mu Zijun suddenly stood up in fright, seeing that Amumu was not injured, he was relieved.Seeing his depressed face again, Mu Zijun sat back on the ice cart, covered his mouth, pointed at Amumu who was rubbing his buttocks and stood up, and laughed.

Amu Mumoto was in distress. He hadn't fallen in ice skating for many years.But as soon as he saw this scene, the annoyance in his heart completely dissipated, and he also laughed along with Mu Zijun.

Mu Zijun: "Why are you smirking!"

Amumu: "What are you laughing at?"

Mu Zijun: "I'm laughing at you! Idiot! Hahahaha!"

Amumu scratched his head in embarrassment, "Oh."

Yan Jian coquettishly slid past them backwards, whistling while holding a cigarette in one hand, "See no evil, see no evil."

The city was full of wind and snow last night, and it is still desolate today.And you smile like spring warmth.