Why?This is obviously a surrogate abuse article [Transmigration Book]

After dinner, Shang Yao and Zhou Zhiguang left first.

Ruan Xiao helped Ruan Manling clean up the dining table.

Zhou Muye pressed the corner of his mouth with a tissue, and when he looked up, he happened to see Ruan Xiao shaking a ceramic basin in his hands.It looks very heavy, it is filled with boiled fish.

Zhou Muye lowered his lower eyelashes, stood up, and bumped into Ruan Xiao unconsciously after standing up.

"Huh?" Ruan Xiao was caught off guard, his footsteps were unsteady, and he almost fell.

But someone took the basin in his hand steadily.

Ruan Xiao was shocked, and raised his head: "Aye."

Zhou Muye lowered his eyelids and glanced at Ruan Xiao.When the young man drank alcohol, the corners of his eyes were easily stained with a thin red color, which gave him an inexplicably flirtatious feeling.

Then, without saying a word, Zhou Muye walked towards the kitchen with a ceramic basin in his hand.

Ruan Manling was cleaning the table when she saw Zhou Muye passing by, she was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly shouted: "Master Zhou, leave it alone, you don't need to do it! We'll clean it up!"

The master and the young master of the Zhou family were born accustomed to enjoying the services of others, so they didn't follow the principle of working, even carrying a bowl to the kitchen after a meal seemed very unreasonable.

But Zhou Muye didn't seem to hear Ruan Manling's shout, and without turning his head, he continued to walk steadily towards the kitchen with a basin in his hand.

Ruan Xiao came back to his senses, immediately picked up the other plates from the table, and trotted behind Zhou Muye.

The kitchen is decorated in a light and luxurious style.

When all the dishes, basins, and bowls had slipped into the sink, Ruan Manling put on her apron, smiled, and whispered to Ruan Xiao: "Xiaoxiao, Mom wants to go out to play mahjong with Aunt Xiaojun and the others at night. Go to bed first, so you don't have to hold the door for mom."

Tomorrow Saturday, Ruan Manling will have half a day off, so sometimes she and her little sisters will go to the chess and card room to play all night.

Ruan Xiao knew this, but after thinking about it, according to the plot in the book, after the fake pregnancy was revealed, he would not only have to bear the wrath of Slag Gong, but he would also be kicked out of the house. When his mother came back tomorrow morning, he might not be able to see her. He felt heavy in his heart.

In fact, Ruan Xiao even packed his luggage by himself.

Of course, after he settles down in the presidential suite, he will find an opportunity to explain everything that happened to Ruan Manling.

so sad...

Ruan Xiao sighed, as if she had no bones, and rested her head on Ruan Manling's round and fat shoulders, humming weakly: "Goodbye, Mom, I'm going on a long voyage tonight, don't worry about me, I have the oars of happiness and wisdom ..."

Ruan Manling rubbed the head of her little fool, amused: "What are you singing? So happy."

Ruan Xiao: "..."

Where is he happy?

Just at this time.

Ruan Xiao felt someone hook his finger.

It was numb, as if a slight electric current had passed through the skin.

Ruan Xiao pinched his paws and turned his head.

Zhou Muye had been left on the sidelines, just now he scratched Ruan Xiao's fingertips with his fingertips, begging for attention in an arrogant manner.

Seeing Ruan Xiao looking over, Zhou Muye tapped his watch, raised his eyebrows slightly, and silently signaled him that it was almost eight o'clock.

Ruan Xiao thought for a while, and said to Ruan Manling, "Mom, I'm going to wipe the floor."

Ruan Manling glanced at him while washing the dishes, and said with a smile, "Good boy, mom will bring you something delicious tomorrow morning."

Ruan Xiao responded, and said, "Mom, just buy it and eat it yourself."

Tomorrow morning, he would probably be sitting pitifully in a five-star hotel eating the breakfast buffet.

Thinking of this, Ruan Xiao lowered his eyes and rubbed his little face worriedly.

There will be so many delicious foods, I really don't know where to start.

***

At night, when Ruan Xiao watched TV, he always felt that something was wrong.

He was lying on his side on the sofa, and he was watching TV intently, but as he watched, a wisp of itchiness sprang up from his calf, like a feather scratching lightly on his skin.

"Huh?" Ruan Xiao shrank his feet subconsciously, not doubting him, tilted his head, and looked around the pillow to the other side of the sofa.

For a moment, Ruan Xiao thought that Zhou Muye's fingers had inserted into his trousers just now, rubbing against his calf.

But when he looked over, Zhou Muye was pinching his legs, his face was a little red except for the wine, his crow-feather eyelashes were drooping, and his side face looked dull, it looked the same as usual, it was still the same cold flower. The deserted high mountain flowers.

Ruan Xiao understood that he was thinking too much.

An ascetic and gentlemanly person like Zhou Muye would not do anything unpleasant to him.

Ruan Xiao calmed down and continued watching TV.

But after an unknown amount of time, Ruan Xiao could clearly feel that a big hand with hot palm penetrated into the loose trousers and kneaded his calf.

Ruan Xiao's heart skipped a beat, his whole body froze for a moment, he stood still for two seconds, this time he directly raised his head and looked at Zhou Muye at the other end of the sofa.

Zhou Muye seemed to be aware of his gaze, and slowly turned his head to look, with a slightly drunken and lazy expression: "What are you looking at?"

Ruan Xiao's face turned red, and he stared at Zhou Muye for a while, as if he understood some kind of hint.

He bit his lips in shame, stood up slightly, shrank his legs, and said in a weak voice, "I don't want to press it..."

But the leg didn't twitch, instead, Zhou Muye firmly grasped the ankle.

Zhou Muye looked at Ruan Xiao with a smile that was not a smile, his arrogance could not be concealed in his dignity: "If you say you don't want it, don't you want it?"

Ruan Xiao felt a little weak all over without any future.

Just at this time, there was a "hoo--" outside, and all the trees rustled in an instant.

Ruan Xiao looked out the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room.

Thick clouds rolled up in the thick ink-like sky.

Heaven has changed.

The weather was fine during the day, but after nightfall, it seemed that there was a storm.

Ruan Xiao's heart skipped a beat, forgetting that he was being teased by Zhou Muye at the moment, he subconsciously hugged his little pillow tightly.

He remembered the description in the book, it was on such a rainy night.

Lightning and thunder, the wind and rain were ruthless, the original owner was thrown out of the gate of Zhou's house, and threw himself on the muddy ground, letting him cry and cry in the cold wind and rain, Zha Gong just stood in the hall of the villa, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Looking at him coldly.

——If you lied to me, you have to ask that person to return it to me tenfold.

This is what happens with a fake pregnancy!

At this moment, at this moment, at this moment, Ruan Xiao broke his defenses, faltered, and withered.

He looked at the dark sky outside, his eyes trembled, his white teeth bit the pillow, his hands trembled, and he wanted to curl up more and more.

"Hey."

However, at this moment, Zhou Muye suddenly said something.

"Huh!?" Ruan Xiao was like a cat suffering from a stress reaction, his bright black eyes were round and round, and he looked nervously at Zhou Muye.

Zhou Muye looked at him, blinked his eyelashes lightly, and said in a cold and low voice, "When will the work be done?"

"..."

Hearing these words, Ruan Xiao thought it was weird at first, with a bit of color.

But he quickly recalled that this was clearly what he said at the dinner table when he persuaded Zhou Muye to drink.

Ruan Xiao looked at Zhou Muye and felt that this man should be half drunk, otherwise he wouldn't touch his leg so openly.

It's time to tell it all.

"I……"

Ruan Xiao opened his mouth.

Zhou Muye just looked at him like that, as if he was no different from usual, but he couldn't hide the heat in his eyes after being drunk.

Under such trembling eyes, Ruan Xiao immediately lay back, covered his ears with his hands, like an ostrich, and changed the topic: "I... I'll watch TV first, and then we'll talk!"

Zhou Muye frowned lightly.

However, at this moment, it seemed that God couldn't see it, there was a loud "bang" outside, Ruan Xiao was so frightened that he almost jumped up.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of bright lightning flashed across.

"Clap!"

The whole living room suddenly fell into darkness, and the TV in front of him beeped, and the screen that was originally playing well merged into a line, and the entire screen went black.

Ruan Xiao sat up in a daze, looked left and right, only to find that the entire villa was powered off.

Just as he was about to mutter that the power system of a rich family is no match for the rolling thunder... Suddenly, the person sitting next to him leaned over without warning, opened his lips, and bit his ear fervently and ferociously.

"Uh……"

Ruan Xiao didn't even have time to call out, and was thrown down on the sofa.

***

Alcohol is a fig leaf, and darkness gives people reason to be presumptuous.

On the sofa, Zhou Muye's slender five fingers penetrated into Ruan Xiao's sideburn hair, pulled him back, and kissed him deeply.

Ruan Xiao resisted shyly at the beginning, then accepted it meekly, until finally he wrapped his arms around the back of Zhou Muye's neck, and turned his face to meet him.

After an unknown amount of time, the two let go of each other panting.

Before the electricity came on, the living room was still in darkness. Under the dim light coming in from the outside, Ruan Xiao met those dark eyes—finally they were no longer as cold as usual, and at this moment revealed some shallow joy.

Zhou Muye was in a good mood, and pushed back Ruan Xiao's soft and black forehead with his fingers.The little face under her body was flushed red, so beautiful that it was heart-pounding.

Zhou Muye twitched the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "You're quite fierce."

Ruan Xiao was already out of breath, but now she was so shy that her breathing was tight, her face was buried on Zhou Muye's shoulder: "I didn't..."

Zhou Muye wanted to look at him, lowered his head, hooked his chin with his fingertips, and said softly, "Are you still coming..."

Ruan Xiao raised his eyes and glanced quietly at Zhou Muye, his face was burning hot, and he was about to say something.

There was another thunderclap outside.

Ruan Xiao suddenly woke up from the charming atmosphere, looked over Zhou Muye's shoulder, and saw the dark night scene outside, the tree shadows were blown to one side in the wind.

Only then did he realize that such cold wind and rain were not just for him.

While Ruan Xiao was in a trance, Zhou Muye approached him again.

But this time, he only scratched the surface.

Even though Zhou Muye drank alcohol at night, he did not lose his mind, and he still worried that Ruan Xiao was pregnant.

But Ruan Xiao was obviously absent-minded.

Zhou Muye suppressed his impulse and stood up: "Get up, I'll go and see what's going on."

Suddenly, the arm was grabbed by a thin white hand and clenched tightly.

Zhou Muye paused for a moment, glanced at his arm, and then turned his gaze to Ruan Xiao.

"A...Aye..." Ruan Xiao's voice trembled a little.

Zhou Muye fell silent for a moment when he met Ruan Xiao's fluctuating eyes. "Um?"

Ruan Xiao bit her lips tightly, and when she spoke again, it sounded like she was about to cry: "I'm not pregnant."

In an instant, everything was silent.

It seemed that even the wind outside had stopped.

Under the cover of darkness, Ruan Xiao couldn't see Zhou Muye's expression clearly, he could only see those cold eyes looking at him with a fixed, somewhat burning light.

His heart was pounding, Ruan Xiao finally felt unable to face it, he lowered his eyes, and loosened the hand holding Zhou Muye's arm.

The moment Ruan Xiao told the truth, he didn't feel much relieved, but instead felt sad because of what he was about to face next.

It was hard to imagine what it would be like if Zhou Muye was so angry that he wanted to drive him out, and whether he could bear it.

At this moment, Zhou Muye stood up in silence and stood beside the sofa.

Ruan Xiao only felt that Zhou Muye's gaze was extremely heavy, and he couldn't even raise his head when he stared at that gaze.

Ruan Xiao lay on his side on the sofa, curled up, and said softly, "You can do whatever you want, don't worry about my feelings..."

In the next second, he was hugged horizontally by a pair of powerful arms.

Ruan Xiao was startled, and leaned motionless in Zhou Muye's warm embrace.

The first reaction is yes.

Ah Ye was going to hug him like this and throw him outside the door?

That's too ugly!

Thinking of this, Ruan Xiao struggled slightly, raised his face, and really wanted to say "I have legs, I can walk by myself!".

But immediately after, a scorching breath sprayed behind the ears, and the voice was still lazy, and it sounded a little awkward:

"If you want to say that, then I can't bear it?"

"..." Ruan Xiao froze for a moment, then looked at Zhou Muye.

I didn't know what was going on.

What about the Wrath of Slag Gong?

How...why did you accept it so calmly?

Difficult...could it be said that Zhou Muye only cared about whether he could have sex with him from the beginning to the end?

what.

How could this be?

Ruan Xiao covered his eyes with his hands for a while, and covered his mouth for a while, his two legs dangling in the air, and the confusion was unbearable.

At this time Zhou Muye asked again: "Is it possible?"

Ruan Xiao didn't know.

He hasn't gotten out of the plot yet, and he still can't sort out his feelings for Zha Gong. If it's just this, that's it, wouldn't it be too casual, not to mention that he doesn't know what Zhou Muye thinks of him.

No!

He is still very serious about his relationship, he is not such a casual person!

Ruan Xiao raised his head, and was about to sternly refuse, but he looked straight at Zhou Muye's handsome eyebrows.

Hiss...this face...beautiful when it's red.

Ruan Xiao unconsciously put one hand on Zhou Muye's arm, and followed the movement to look there.Under the palms are hot and lean muscles.

Hiss...this figure...after taking off her clothes...

Ruan Xiao opened his mouth, his eyes became a little straight, he nodded, and said slowly: "It's...it's not impossible."

After two seconds, he realized what he had said, his face turned red, and he waved his hands to explain.

But Zhou Muye's sullen smile came from above his head.

Zhou Muye carried Ruan Xiao to the room, said in a serious tone, "For that kind of thing, you can even tell that you are not pregnant. How can you be a mother? Do you owe..."

The last word is not very elegant, Zhou Muye Shensi lightly omitted it.

But Ruan Xiao was taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly said: "Aye, it's true!"

Zhou Muye glanced at him: "What really?"

"I'm not pregnant!"

As soon as Ruan Xiao said this, Zhou Muye stopped in his tracks.

At the same time, there was the sound of a hard object falling from the corner of the stairs.

Zhou Muye and Ruan Xiao turned their heads to look.

At the top of the stairs, Zhou Zhiguang and Shang Yao were standing there at some point, a candlestick rolled down from their feet, and the moment it touched the ground, the flame was extinguished.

Zhou Zhiguang was holding another candlestick in his hand, reflecting his gloomy face and Shang Yao's surprised expression on the side.

For a moment, the hall fell into a deathly silence.

Ah Huang heard the movement, yawned and trotted over, tucked his hind paws, squatted next to Zhou Zhiguang's legs, smacked his mouth twice, and then stopped moving.

It may have only been a few seconds, but Ruan Xiao was stiff all over, feeling as long as a century.

Until Zhou Zhiguang said in a deep tone: "Who is not pregnant?"

Ruan Xiao's heart was cold, and he lowered his head deeply under the gazes of Shang Yao and Zhou Zhiguang.

At this time, Zhou Muye put Ruan Xiao down.

He stuffed his hands into his pockets, his eyes clear again.

Obviously, after this, the wine was completely sober.

Zhou Zhiguang's tone became heavier, and he asked again: "Who is not pregnant!"

Zhou Muye glanced at Ruan Xiao, no emotion could be seen in his eyes, and finally raised his chin towards Zhou Zhiguang's feet, and said lightly:

"Ah Huang."

Zhou Zhiguang: "???"

Ruan Xiao: "..."

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