Shock! The male protagonist has turned dark again, the host should pamper him

In the car, the system looked at Xu Muchhe worriedly.

Ling Muye did go too far just now, and his words were also very hurtful.

When it saw Xu Muchhe crying, its heart began to twist, and it wanted to persuade Xu Muchhe to reveal his identity directly.

But in the end, it was too much to worry about. After a while, Xu Muchhe's smiling expression was seen.

"Being closeted is troublesome. I almost pulled him out of the closet just now. What a pity."

The system [...] There is no look of pity on your face at all.

However, seeing that Xu Muchhe was fine, his mood also became lighter.

[Host, why didn’t you just say that you were the emperor at the beginning? It seems to me that Ling Muye is very resistant to you being the reincarnation. If he knew you were the emperor, he might have successfully come out just now. 】

Xu Muchhe drove the car intently, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, and said in a slow voice, "I want to say it too. But if I had revealed my identity from the beginning, wouldn't I have died directly in his hands. He At that time, I was still thinking in ancient times when I just traveled through time, and I didn’t even think about the consequences of killing people. I didn’t dare to gamble randomly.”

【That's true. 】

"Isn't my reincarnated identity very useful now? I just kissed him, so I don't think there is any hindrance."

【. . . 】

[Aren’t you afraid that he will treat you as a substitute? 】

Xu Muchhe shrugged nonchalantly, "When you're a substitute, you're a substitute. We've done so many tasks, and it's not like we've never fallen in love with a substitute, so Anla, it must be fine."

The system doesn't think so. After all, the double and Bai Yueguang are the same person, so it's hard to make a choice.

Only Xu Muzhe likes to play role-playing so much.

It even suspected that it was part of the play between Xu Muzhe and Xiao Zhi.

[As long as you are happy, I don’t care. 】

After the system finished speaking, it went offline.

Xu Muchhe returned to Xu's house and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Xu Chenxi sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"Uncle, you're back." Xu Chenxi kept staring at the phone screen and had no time to look up at Xu Muchhe.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" After Xu Muzhe changed his shoes, he came over with the midnight snack and placed it on the coffee table, "Snail noodles, medium spicy."

Xu Chenxi "!!!"

He immediately put down his phone and reached out to open the bag of midnight snacks, "Uncle, how do you understand me so well! You know I'm hungry."

"What night are you not hungry?" Xu Muzhe replied helplessly.

"I love you so much. You are the best to me. Remember to bring me midnight snacks." Xu Chenxi opened the lunch box carefully, then leaned over and smelled it, "It smells great! Thank you, uncle."

"Eat quickly. Your dad will definitely scold you when he sees you eating this after get off work."

Xu Chenxi took a bite and then sighed, "It would be great when my dad can be as open-minded as you. I'm already in my twenties, and my dad still scolds me every day."

"I'm almost forty, and I still have to listen to your dad's nagging."

"That's right." Xu Chenxi took another bite of snail noodles, which was so spicy that she almost burst into tears.

He raised his head and was about to ask Xu Muchhe to help him get a drink from the refrigerator, but saw the other person's slightly red and swollen lips.

"Uncle, have you eaten snail noodles too? Why is your mouth so swollen?"

Xu Muchhe's eyes averted for a moment and he said in a panic, "Stop talking nonsense and eat your fans quickly."

"No." Xu Chenxi narrowed his eyes and looked at Xu Muchhe's lips carefully, "It doesn't look like your mouth was caused by eating spicy food, but it looks like it was swollen from being kissed."

Xu Muchhe quickly turned away, "Why are you talking so much nonsense and still not eating your snail noodles?"

Seeing that Xu Muchhe was acting so strangely, Xu Chenxi became more sure of his suspicions.

Xu Muchhe must have kissed someone else!

But who could it be?

Xu Muzhe said that he likes men, which shows that Xu Muzhe is not a conservative person. Even if he is caught kissing a man, he will only smile awkwardly at most.

How could he avoid his questions like this?

That could only mean that he also knew the person who kissed Xu Muzhe.

Xu Chenxi's pupils shrank and he stood up suddenly, almost bumping into Luosifen.

But he didn't care about this at all. He stared at Xu Muchhe's face and asked anxiously, "Uncle, are you kissing Ling Muye?"

Xu Muchhe's face turned pale and he quickly changed the subject, "Kid, don't ask these questions, hurry up and eat your midnight snack. Your dad will be back soon."

"If I am a child, then Ling Muye is also a child. Uncle, just tell me, did you kiss him?"

"It's not him. It's getting late. I'll go to bed first." Xu Muchhe replied in a vague voice, and then walked back to his room in an evasive manner.

Xu Chenxi heard the sound of the door closing. He slowly turned around and sat down.

It must be Ling Muye.

Even if Xu Muzhe denied it, he could see through Xu Muzhe's eyes that he was guilty.

Except for Ling Muye, there was no one else.

Xu Chenxi looked at the snail noodles on the coffee table and instantly lost her appetite.

It's over, Ling Muye is really going to become his aunt.

This feeling was so terrifying, how could he accept it?

I don’t know where the two of them have gone.

Shouldn't you have gone to bed already?

When Xu Chenxi thought of that scene, goosebumps immediately appeared all over her body. She covered her ears with her hands and scratched the ground with her toes.

Just kill him.

It's simply unacceptable.

It's better to find time to talk to Ling Muye and see what Ling Muye means and whether he really wants to be his aunt.

*

At seven o'clock in the morning, Ling Muye came down from upstairs.

The servant was about to help Mr. Ling down for breakfast. When she saw Ling Muye, she bowed respectfully.

"Second Young Master, breakfast is ready. You can go and have your meal."

"I won't eat." Ling Muye said calmly.

Then, he walked straight forward to pick up the car from the garage.

As soon as I walked into the garage, I happened to meet Ling Ruiwan who was also coming to pick up the car.

Ling Ruiwan was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, "Good morning, brother."

"Morning." Ling Muye replied perfunctorily, then opened the car door and prepared to get in.

But Ling Ruiwan pressed his car door, with a very cold smile, "It seems like we have never had a good chat. Are you free? Why don't we have a good chat today."

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

Ling Ruiwan narrowed his eyes, his expression became extremely dangerous.

"You can't be...not Ling Muye himself, right?"