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With a ding, Musu brought out the porridge from the microwave, and the two of them sat in the quiet lounge, with two simple lunch boxes in front of them.

"This sauced meat should not be bought from outside." Qingfeng saw it at a glance, and Musu neither admitted nor denied it, just said, "Where does it come from, as long as it is delicious."

"Well, it's really delicious." No matter what he sent, as long as the person he met, it's fine.

"You don't eat on time like this every day. No wonder you get gastroenteritis. If you have a bad stomach, drink more porridge and drink less to socialize." Mu Su muttered, while using food scissors to cut the sauced meat into small pieces, "Eat Slow down, eat softer."

"Well, listen to you."

After a while, his head sank, probably due to lack of rest, Musu leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

"Do you have a headache?" Qingfeng put down the bowl and chopsticks and sat next to him, leaning Musu's head on his upper arm, gently pressing his temples with both hands, "The cold is much better than yesterday."

"It's okay, except that my throat is a little sore." Musu didn't resist, and lay in his arms, accepting such service.

Qingfeng hugged him a little harder, "Let's rest for a few days, take a good rest at home for a few days."

After hearing this, Mu Su opened his eyes slightly, with a very indifferent expression, "I'm happy to rest every day, don't you have to pay the renter a lot of money?"

"But you don't need to damage your body, it's not worth it." Whispering in his ear with distress, Mu Su turned over and fell into his arms, with one hand on Qingfeng's shoulder, leaning his head slightly, without After a while, there was the sound of even breathing.

Qingfeng knew exactly what Musu was fighting for, and now he was no longer the bewildered young man he was back then. He could carry heavy burdens on his body, but the burden was too heavy, and it made Qingfeng feel uncomfortable.

Musu used Qingfeng's body as a mattress, and he slept very soundly. Qingfeng hugged him for a long time, and when he had to go out to deal with things, he laid him flat on the sofa, took a blanket and gently covered him .

After sleeping for about two hours, Qingfeng took the time to enter the lounge and took a look. Seeing Musu's brows were tightly frowned, as if he had a nightmare, he went up to pat his body to comfort him.

Just as she was about to get up, the skirt of her clothes was grabbed and pulled down by a force, the back of her head was grabbed, and a pair of soft lips were sealed tightly.Before they tasted it, the two separated a little distance, and Mu Su stared angrily, panting and protesting to him, "You are mine!"

Qingfeng was taken aback for a moment, and finally turned into a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Well, it's yours."

"I'm going crazy!" Roaring in a low voice, Qingfeng leaned over and hugged him, a few tears fell from the corners of Musu's eyes, and he hugged him tightly until he felt that his arms were too tight and weak, and then he relaxed a little.

After a while, Mu Su felt much more awake, and then let go of Qingfeng and got up from the sofa, put on his hat and mask, and walked towards the door of the lounge with a sigh.

Holding the doorknob with his hand, before he pressed it down, his waist was wrapped around his waist, and the back of his neck was warm.The strength to open the door seemed to be sucked away by an invisible force, turned around, raised his head and kissed his lips through the mask, and a muffled voice came from inside, "You will come to drink porridge at night ?"

Musu was busy cooking porridge standing in the shop, Xiao Wang felt that his focus had obviously not been in the shop recently, and he was always absent-minded, thinking that people in love had really changed a lot.

"Aren't you going on a date tonight?" It was getting dark, Xiao Wang saw that Musu had no intention of leaving, so he asked.

Musu stared blankly at him, a blush appeared on his face again, he lowered his head and continued to stir the porridge in the pot, "No, you should leave work early today, you have worked hard lately."

When the hour hand pointed to ten o'clock, Musu still refused to close the door, sitting in the shop boredly and watching the news on the computer webpage.He is used to Tian Chen appearing in the news every now and then, and sometimes he would click on it curiously.

I had a dream at noon, dreaming that they were kissing, Qingfeng looked at him like a stranger, Musu could only stand there and watch them go further and further away...

It was 10:30, and Qingfeng still hadn't appeared. Musu paced back and forth in the lobby with his hands behind his back, still feeling a little impatient.

The minute pointed to "9" little by little, and was about to get angry when there was a sound of footsteps behind him, with a familiar rhythm, "I'm late."

This time, there was no fresh cooking. As soon as Qingfeng entered the door, he saw a bowl of porridge on the table inside, mixed with red, yellow and green. Obviously, the person who made it put a lot of ingredients in it.

"You can eat breakfast directly if you are later." He complained, but picked up the bowl of porridge and walked towards the stove, but was stopped by Qingfeng, "Don't, that's it."

"It's so late, it's too hard to go back." Mu Su leaned on the counter, but his eyes kept falling on Qingfeng who was drinking porridge, "Aren't you tired?"

"Just take me in." Qingfeng's words followed his heart, and he looked at the man with expressionless eyes from the corner of the corner of his eye, but a smile couldn't be hidden and overflowed the corners of his eyes and mouth like flowing water.

This is the first time in so many years that Musu is no longer alone when he returns home, and the people beside him have been holding his shoulders all the time.Before opening the door, he turned around and repeated, "My house is really small and crowded."

Walking out of the bathroom after washing up, Mu Su was lying on the bed watching TV, feeling drowsy, until he leaned over and rolled over with a dexterity of his arms, and the two rolled on the bed hugging each other .

"Breeze..." Reflected by the bright light, Mu Su's eyes cast a shadow, and his eyes were flickering, still as bright and clear as before. "I...I want to sleep with you!" Leopards are so agile and beautiful.

"I know, because you said that more than once." When he was only a teenager, Musu wanted to complete the last step, but was always interrupted by various coincidences, and regretted it for a long time.

"You didn't agree at the time, but it's okay now." He begged, but the hands had already reached into his clothes dishonestly, wandering around his abdomen and chest.

"My biggest mistake was rejecting you at the beginning." Qingfeng sat up propped up, grabbed Musu's waist, and pulled him into his arms, "I thought I would have to wait for a long time, but I didn't expect it to come so soon."

"Oops." The two people were disheveled, and they were about to wipe out their guns. Qingfeng realized a very important thing, "There is nothing."

"Huh?" Mu Su didn't respond for a while, and after a long time he understood, but as soon as he jumped up, he kissed and bit him, "It doesn't matter."

"But it's bad for your body." Qingfeng hesitated and mumbled.

"Will you come or not!" After roaring in a low voice, there was a tear, and the clothes were roughly torn.

At this moment, everything was going smoothly, and the discordant bell rang, Musu's enthusiastic little face suddenly stinks, staring at him gloomyly, Qingfeng only felt that if he had a knife, he would really kill this bad guy guy.