After transmigrating into cannon fodder, Slag Gong insists on pampering me

Ye Linyang nodded heavily against his flushed face.

If he missed this time, the relationship between Mu Yanyu and him might never be able to get back together.

He squeezed his fingertips tightly: "I, I didn't fail any subjects, and I failed every subject, and I got more than [-]% in the exam...Thank, thank you..."

Mu Yanyu pinched the center of his brows, and said in a deep voice, "Do you remember what this bet is?"

Ye Linyang bit her lower lip, clenched the corner of her clothes, and said slowly, "If you help me pass the final exam, I'll just give you a kiss..."

Mu Yanyu turned to look at him: "Then you want to fulfill the agreement now, kiss me?"

Ye Linyang kept his head down, and responded in a low voice: "Mmm..."

Mu Yanyu rolled his eyelids and smiled lightly: "Then you and I will wait for you to fulfill the agreement."

Ye Linyang sat down, sat next to Mu Yanyu, leaned on the back of the sofa with one hand, straightened his body, raised his face, and gently kissed the man on the lips.

He licked Mu Yanyu's lips with the tip of his tongue, and remembered the answer he found on the search engine when he was waiting for Mu Yanyu.

[What kind of kiss can make the person you like feel comfortable? ]

The top answer is tongue kissing.

The following is the specific operation of the tongue kiss.

The flushed face was dyed with heat, but Ye Linyang still recalled the specific operation of that answer in his mind.

He tentatively went upstairs to Mu Yanyu's neck with both hands, and lightly licked the man's thin lips with the tip of his tongue, the little tongue slowly burrowed into his lips and slid inside.

Seeing that Mu Yanyu didn't respond, he gritted his teeth and sucked/sucked the tip of the man's tongue, trying clumsily according to the specific operation steps.

Feeling that Mu Yanyu's body temperature was rising, Ye Linyang continued the kiss with a little bit of confidence.

He was kneeling on the sofa with one knee, pressing the back of the sofa chair with his hands. In this position, Mu Yanyu could see his blushing face when he raised his eyes.

After kissing him, Mu Yanyu pushed him away.

Ye Linyang froze, and asked in a trembling whisper, "You, don't you like it?"

Mu Yanyu took a deep breath: "Who taught you this kind of kissing?"

"No, no one taught me, I, I searched the Internet myself..."

Mu Yanyu supported his forehead and shook his head.

Seeing this, Ye Linyang bit his lower lip tightly, feeling stuffy and heavy in his heart, as if he fell into the sea and couldn't breathe.

Mu Yanyu... doesn't seem to like it, and is... very angry...

"I'm sorry... I thought you'd like—"

"Well!"

Mu Yanyu took his hand and pulled it, but he avoided it

fell into the arms of the man.

Before he could recover from the shock, Mu Yanyu turned back and pressed him on the sofa, under him.

Mu Yanyu frowned slightly: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't want it."

After speaking, he kissed Ye Linyang heavily on the lips.

Mu Yanyu's kiss was warm and lingering, just like the water in West Lake, it was very comfortable to kiss.

By the time he woke up again after being immersed in Mu Yanyu's kiss, a long, long time had passed.

He put his arms around Mu Yanyu's neck, opened his light brown eyes and looked at him, met the man's gaze, and opened his mouth slightly: "Do you still like it?"

Mu Yanyu bit his lower lip lightly: "Are you an idiot?"

Ye Linyang licked the place where he was bitten, and looked at him puzzled: "Huh?"

"I really lost to you."

Mu Yanyu stared at him with long and narrow eyes: "Do you know that friends don't do this?"

Ye Linyang's eyes dodged: "Then, we did it so many times before... And, we even did that kind of thing..."

"No."

"Ok?"

"We didn't/didn't do that."

Ye Linyang's pretty eyes stared at Mu Yanyu: "Then you said before that we did/did that kind of thing..."

"I lied to you, we didn't/didn't do that."

Ye Linyang looked away, opened his mouth, and said hesitantly: "That's the first time in a hotel, we..."

"No."

"Although I was drugged that time, I never touched this body. I calmed down in the bathroom by myself."

Ye Linyang pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

His heart was full of mixed feelings.

Mu Yanyu said that friends wouldn't do such things, so he said before that those were just teasing him, and he didn't touch him because he wanted to maintain a friendship?

Suppressing the distress in his heart, Ye Linyang choked up and said, "I, I know..."

"Do you really understand?"

Mu Yanyu's voice sank, covered with a layer of frost: "Do you know what you think treating your friends is like in the eyes of other men?"

"Especially doing it in front of me, you know what's going to happen?"

It was the first time Ye Linyang saw Mu Yanyu like this, his tone was cold and full of impatience.

He endured the sadness in his heart, suppressed the discomfort welling up in his throat, and tried not to make him angry again: "I'm sorry..."

"you really!"

Mu Yanyu turned his head back, squeezed his chin and kissed him fiercely.

In Ye Linyang's panicked pupils, Mu Yanyu paused every word: "Do you know, I never wanted to be friends with you from the beginning to the end."

"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."

"Yangyang..." Mu Yanyu took a deep breath: "I like you, I have already restrained myself and tried not to let myself hurt you, but why did you chase after me?"

"How much determination did I make to restrain myself from keeping a distance from you, why are you approaching me so stupidly?"

Ye Linyang's tears flowed down, crystal clear teardrops slipped from the corners of his eyes and melted into his smooth black hair.

"If you hate it, you shouldn't do it."

"Just pretend that the previous bet didn't happen. Why do you take it so simply?"

"Although you hate it, please allow me to stay by your side. It doesn't matter if we are separated, as long as I can stay by your side and within the range you feel comfortable..."

Mu Yanyu kissed Ye Linyang's tears away, "Sure enough, I want to keep a distance from you, I'm sorry Yangyang..."

"No, it's not!" Ye Linyang shook his head vigorously.

He put his arms around Mu Yanyu's neck, unable to utter a complete sentence in a panic: "It's not like this, it's not!"

"Not what?" Mu Yanyu wiped away tears for Ye Linyang distressedly, "Don't worry, I won't leave you. If you want to be friends, then we will be friends."

"Don't cry, seeing you cry, I should feel bad."

"Woooo..."

Hearing what Mu Yanyu said, Ye Linyang cried even harder.

Tears kept gushing out like diamonds, one drop after another, and the corners of the crying eyes were red.

"Yangyang, don't cry, please, don't cry, okay?"

"I was wrong just now, I shouldn't have hurt you, I'm sorry Yangyang, don't cry."

Mu Yanyu looked at Ye Linyang's unstoppable tears, help him wipe away the tears, and coaxed: "I was wrong, I was wrong, don't cry, my heart hurts when I cry red eyes, Yangyang..."

"Woooo..."

"not like this……"

"I, I don't want to be friends with you..."

Ye Linyang was sobbing and choking, his long eyelashes were stained with tears, hanging dots on them, Mu Yanyu's heart throbbed in pain as he watched.

"If you don't want to be friends, then stop being friends, stop being friends, as long as I can look at you and let me touch you."

"Don't cry... Be good, don't cry."

"Idiot!" Ye Linyang sniffed, took a deep breath, and forcibly adjusted his emotions.

He blinked his red eyes from crying, and said aggrievedly: "Idiot! I, I like you too!"