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

Song Yiyuan directly ignored the true meaning of Xu Muchhe's words. His eyes flickered and he said in surprise, "Really? Are you really willing to marry me?"

Xu Muchhe smiled helplessly, "Really, I won't lie to you."

[The blackening value is -5%, and the blackening value of the current strategy object remains at 55%]

Song Yiyuan's eyes were full of joy, he stretched out his arms and hugged Xu Muchhe's waist, and kissed Xu Muchhe's cheek lovingly.

"Great, then I will marry you tomorrow."

Xu Muzhe was so frightened that he quickly held down Song Yiyuan's arm, "Wait a minute, don't rush."

Song Yiyuan pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, "What's the matter? Don't say you regret it."

Xu Muchhe sighed, "Have you forgotten what I just said?"

"I didn't forget, you said you wanted to marry me."

Xu Muchhe "..."

"That's not it."

Song Yiyuan frowned and thought for a moment, "Are you worried about my mother?"

Xu Muchhe nodded, "Exactly."

Song Yiyuan waved his hand nonchalantly, "Don't worry, my mother loves me the most, and she will definitely agree to our marriage."

Xu Muchhe didn't think so.

This is not modern, and it is not as inclusive as other worlds.

Mrs. Song is a widow. If she wants to take care of the entire Song family, she must establish her dignity.

If his son likes men, not to mention that he will be stabbed in the spine, and the concubines who are eyeing him will also seize on this matter and ask Song Yiyuan's uncles for help to help his son rise to the throne.

It can be said that Song Yiyuan in this world is surrounded by dangers, and if he makes a wrong step, he will be shattered to pieces.

Xu Muzhe really wanted to take Song Yiyuan away.

But he must respect Song Yiyuan's decision.

Song Yiyuan is different from him. He has memories of this world and also has feelings for Mrs. Song. He may not be able to let go of her for a while.

Xu Muchhe's face gradually became solemn.

Song Yiyuan saw that he was silent, thinking that he was still worried about Mrs. Song.

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Song Yiyuan comforted him with a smile.

Xu Muchhe nodded.

Forget it, let everything take its course.

If he was really in danger, he would also find a way to save Song Yiyuan.

After a long time, he reminded Song Yiyuan with a serious expression, "Remember, don't let anyone else know except your mother."

Especially not letting concubine Qin Yunzhen know, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

"I see."

After the words fell, Song Yiyuan's eyes stayed on Xu Muchhe's neck.

Xu Muchhe's skin is very white and tender. Just pinching his wrist will leave traces.

What's more, Song Yiyuan pinched his neck so hard just now, and the handprints on it gradually turned purple, which looked shocking.

Song Yiyuan felt distressed and annoyed.

Why does he distrust Xu Muchhe so much.

Just a simple sentence, and he immediately felt the intention to kill.

Song Yiyuan stroked Xu Muchhe's neck and apologized again, "I'm sorry, I won't hurt you again in the future."

Xu Muchhe shook his head gently, "I really don't feel any pain, so don't blame yourself."

He thought for a moment and used a joking tone to lighten the mood, "And I slapped you before, so this is offset."

Song Yiyuan became serious.

"Master, why don't you punish me?"

Xu Muchhe raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "How do you want me to punish you?"

Song Yiyuan thought for a while, as if he thought of something unclean, his cheeks instantly turned red.

After Xu Muchhe saw this, he immediately had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, the next second Song Yiyuan said something shocking again.

"Master, please hit me." Song Yiyuan seemed to think it was not enough, and continued to add, "I will order my servant to bring a whip. You can hit me hard, and I will never cry out in pain."

Xu Muchhe was frightened.

Is this punishment?

How does it feel like it's rewarding you.

Xu Muchhe felt more and more that something was wrong with the pettiness of this world.

No wonder Song Yiyuan looked very reluctant when they did it, but he acted half-heartedly and then let it go.

Turns out I have some hobbies.

Song Yiyuan stared at Xu Muchhe expectantly, "Is it good?"

Being beaten by such a beauty, Song Yiyuan was almost excited to death.

And it got stuck somewhere.

Xu Muchhe couldn't do it and refused with a serious expression, "No."

Song Yiyuan pursed his lips in grievance.

"Master is not only a bastard, but also a cheapskate."

Xu Muchhe "..."

Is it stingy not to hit you?

It’s over, there’s no saving this world’s petty obsessions.

*

After Xu Muzhe left, Mrs. Song asked her servant to call Song Yiyuan to come over and have a meal together.

Song Yiyuan came to Mrs. Song's house and said, "Mother, the child is here."

Mrs. Song smiled lovingly at him, "You must be hungry after studying so late."

"I've been hungry for a long time. The master is too strict and doesn't let the child eat snacks."

"It's better to be strict. You are too naughty. With him in charge, mother can rest assured." Mrs. Song said with a smile.

Song Yiyuan thought to himself, not only was he in charge, he had already been taken advantage of.

Today he had another "fight" with Xu Muzhe.

I thought that with the lessons learned last time, he would improve a lot and at least be able to suppress Xu Muchhe's hands.

But in the end he lost and was severely punished by Xu Muchhe.

My butt still hurts a little now.

If he hadn't recovered quickly, he might not have been able to appear in Mrs. Song's house at this moment.

"Come over and eat." Mrs. Song waved to him, "I have your favorite roast chicken."

"it is good."

Song Yiyuan sat down next to Mrs. Song and reached out to grab the chicken legs to eat.

Mrs. Song smiled fondly, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, "You kid, you've reached the age of getting married, why are you still so childish?"

Song Yiyuan paused and remembered what Xu Muzhe said today.

By the way, he is going to marry Xu Muchhe.

Song Yiyuan put down the drumstick, picked up Mrs. Song's handkerchief, and wiped her greasy mouth.

"Mom, I have something to ask you."

Mrs. Song was picking up vegetables and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"What do you think about things between men?"

Song Yiyuan spoke too vaguely, so Mrs. Song didn't understand and looked at him with confusion.

"what?"

Song Yiyuan felt a little embarrassed at this moment. He squirmed for a long time and whispered shyly, "It's just the habit of cutting off sleeves."

The chopsticks in Mrs. Song's hand fell down and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Her voice rose, disbelief and anger on her face.

"Song Yiyuan! What nonsense are you talking about!"

The maid Ling'er quickly stepped forward to help Mrs. Song change the chopsticks.

Mrs. Song raised her hand to stop her, "Go out first, don't let other servants get close to here, especially those who belong to that bitch."