Dear, two plus is my number

Shen Mo interrupted Muziyu's fugue with his usual deep voice, he stared blankly at the person in front of him, is this serious man really the usual Shen Mo, the emotion in his eyes makes one can't help but drown in it in.

"...Are you serious?" Mu Ziyu returned blankly

Shen Mo put his forehead against his, and said seriously: "I'm serious, I will treat you well in the future, if you make a mistake, you can punish me kneeling on the keyboard, I can cook, we don't need to eat outside, as long as you I think I can still wash the dishes, it’s more convenient for me to be warm in winter and cooler in summer than the air conditioner, and you can take care of everything like salary card, would you like it?”

Muziyu was even more confused by this series of guarantees, and couldn't help but sigh how much Shen Mo likes him. As the saying goes, a gentleman stays away from cooking, but he is willing to do things like washing dishes and cooking. It seems that he loves him. He has gone mad, Muziyu began to feel complacent, what could be more refreshing to avenge his childhood than to enslave him all his life, and what's more. . .seemingly. . .I have that much for him too. .

Thinking of Muziyu, he made a decision. He was about to speak, but was choked by Shen Mo's next sentence, wishing to kill him.

"It's really not possible, Ziyu, you can still wear my underwear, two plus." Shen Mo had a desperate expression on his face.

"... Convex." Muziyu wished he could slap him across the face, Nima's father was struck by lightning so he had expectations for you: "Get out of the way, I'm going back to sleep."

Pushing away Shen Mo Muziyu, opening the car door and getting out of the car, he was held back by the hand as soon as he got out, and when he turned around, he saw Shen Mo smiling.

"Let's go on a date tomorrow, Ziyu."

Muziyu raised his chin, looked down at Shen Mo and said, "Please beg me."

Shen Mo shook his head with a smile, and said in a helpless but doting tone: "Please, little cucumber, let's watch a movie tomorrow."

After getting the result he wanted, Mu Ziyu grinned, completely unaware of the puns in Shen Mo's words, with a tone of kindness: "Satisfy you, little chrysanthemum, and wait for the widow's call tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he hummed Walking into the door of the apartment in a small tune.

Shen Mo stared at his back, and didn't look away until the door of the apartment was closed. When he was about to reverse the car and go back, the phone prompted an incoming message, and when he opened the message, the sender wrote the word Ziyu.

——Be careful when driving, little chrysanthemum.

After looking back and forth several times, I silently put away my phone, my mood index soared, the moon is really round today.

So on this night when the moon was very round, two young men suffered from insomnia. Lying on the bed and looking at the moon hanging high outside, they pretended to sigh: Is the moon you see as round as I see it?

Convex, what people on earth see is curved, but what you two see is round.