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

Since he couldn’t buy the cake, Xu Muzhe had to buy two cups of milk tea and go home.

Ji Beitang was staring at the location on his phone absentmindedly, and he didn't even notice Xu Muzhe opening the door and coming in.

Until his back touched the warm chest, his body trembled violently and he turned off the screen in panic.

Xu Muzhe knew what he was doing, but pretended to know nothing and deliberately made fun of him.

"You put your phone away so quickly, are you chatting with another man?" Xu Muzhe pretended to be jealous and said, "Oh no, I'm really going to be cuckolded."

Ji Beitang turned his head and glared at him, "Don't talk nonsense, I stay at home every day, how can I have the opportunity to meet a man."

"I know, I'm just teasing you." Xu Muzhe took out the milk tea, "Do you want some?"

Seeing that Xu Muzhe did not ask any further questions, Ji Beitang relaxed a little.

"think."

Ji Beitang drank his milk tea and squinted his eyes to look at Xu Muzhe. "By the way, why are you so late today? Don't you usually get off work very early?"

"I'll buy you some milk tea."

Ji Beitang bit his straw unhappily and continued, "It doesn't take more than an hour to buy milk tea."

Xu Muzhe was amused by him, "You are keeping such a tight schedule, are you afraid that I will do something bad?"

Ji Beitang knew that he was always suspicious and seemed very neurotic.

But he still couldn't help feeling aggrieved. He glared at Xu Muzhe with red eyes, then lowered his head and said nothing.

"Actually, I wanted to buy you a cake, but I didn't expect to meet that idiot Gu Zilin."

Ji Beitang raised his head abruptly and asked nervously, "You two met again?"

Sure enough, he knew that Gu Zilin would continue to disturb them.

Or we could just kill Gu Zilin first.

No waiting for the wedding.

Ji Beitang's eyes suddenly became sinister, his nails dug into his flesh, and violent emotions surged in his heart.

"That idiot wants to use money to make me leave you again." Xu Muzhe said, "I didn't want to mention this to you, because I was afraid you would think too much."

Ji Beitang was completely immersed in dark thoughts and was slow to respond to Xu Muzhe's words.

"Xiaotang?"

Xu Muzhe shouted several times before Ji Beitang came to his senses.

"what?"

"What's wrong with you? I just called you many times, but you didn't respond."

Ji Beitang smiled calmly and said, "I was just thinking about something."

"What are you thinking about?"

Ji Beitang deliberately avoided the topic, "Nothing, then do you agree?"

"Of course not." Xu Muzhe said aggrievedly, "I have already promised you, of course I will not abandon you again."

Ji Beitang met Xu Muzhe's gaze, but didn't dare to look directly at his love.

Afraid that I will be soft-hearted.

Ji Beitang put down the milk tea and said with a pout, "This cup doesn't taste good. I want to drink yours."

"Okay."

Xu Muzhe handed over his cup.

"I don't want to drink like this."

Xu Muzhe was stunned and asked subconsciously, "Then what do you want to do..."

Ji Beitang suddenly sat on Xu Muzhe's lap, put his arms around his shoulders, raised his head and kissed him.

Their breaths intertwined, and both of them were almost out of breath.

Ji Beitang let go of Xu Muzhe, tilted his head and smiled, "Sure enough, yours is sweeter."

Xu Muzhe's Adam's apple rolled, with burning desire in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You provoked me first."

Amid Ji Beitang's exclamations, Xu Muzhe pushed him down on the bed and took off their pants.

Ji Beitang put his arms around Xu Muzhe's broad shoulders, his lips slightly parted, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.

His thoughts were a little confused, and he was tormented.

He just wanted to have a good time for two months.

Why is everyone unwilling to let him go?

Ji Beitang wants to destroy himself and also wants to destroy Gu Zilin.

And he wanted Xu Muzhe to remember him for the rest of his life and not be able to love anyone else.

But...

He really doesn't want to let go of this moment.

Ji Beitang hugged Xu Muzhe's waist tightly, his voice sticky and desperate, "More... more..."