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Mu Chunhao was plotted against, and Song Rongqin fell from the sky as soon as he lay on top of a hostess in the KTV box of the club.

Song Rongqin was worthy of being the eldest son of the fourth house of the Song family. He was calm and capable. After seeing Mu Chunhao's appearance, he decisively closed the door and turned to leave without hiccupping.

Under the influence of the drug, Mu Chunhao was making a difficult choice between his body's instincts and his noble reason. Seeing this, he was frightened out of his wits and pulled up his pants to chase after him.

But there was no trace of Eldest Young Master Song.

Knowing that the matter was serious, he didn't care about the battle between heaven and man, so he went downstairs and drove home, fearing that it would be late, and Song Rongqin had already packed his suitcase and left.

When I got home, I looked around. There were keys on the shoe cabinet, and there was no suitcase in the living room.

Song Rongqin came out of the shower and went to the kitchen to drink water. He saw Mu Chunhao kneeling on the floor of the living room with a game computer keyboard under his knee. He didn't know where he found it.

On the contrary, he admitted his mistake honestly.

Song Rongqin walked over and saw that his head was sweating profusely and his face was flushed, unsightly. It seemed that the effect of the medicine had not passed, and he couldn't help feeling depressed.

Mu Chunhao watched his face carefully, and when he saw his eyes sink, he immediately raised the pointer prepared by the side and handed it to him with both hands, "Honey, I made a mistake, please punish me."

"No, First Young Master Mu is not bound by me. It is your freedom to find a man or a woman." Song Rongqin left a sentence and went to the kitchen. Is the durian not enough? Wife, calm down."

Song Rongqin laughed at himself in his heart. This man is a wife, and he yells like a thief, but he hides nothing from his family. The last time he went to play golf with his father, he met Mu Hanshan on the golf course, and Mu Chunhao who was accompanying him I was too scared to even look at him.

On the way back, his father also sighed, saying that Mu Chunhao had changed a lot in the past few years, and Song Rongqin could only sneer in his heart at that time, how could he have changed, he was simply guilty!

After drinking the water, he came out of the kitchen. When he passed the living room, he saw Mu Chunhao lying on the floor with several durian shells beside him. He really didn't know what was going on in his mind.

Helping him up, seeing his flushed face and nosebleeds, Song Rongqin was so frightened that his voice changed, and he kept calling him, "Chun Hao, Hao, how are you, I'll take you to the hospital right away!"

Mu Chunhao looked at him dying, "No, it's okay, I, I have taken this medicine before, just, as long as I vent it, it will be fine. I, I have endured it for too long——"

Before he finished speaking, he leaned on Song Rongqin.

Song Rongqin looked under him.

really-

Forget it, I have met such people all the time.

Pick up the person, go to the bathroom and turn on the shower.

Song Rongqin is not heavy on desires, he has always been restrained in this aspect, and he is forbidden to touch himself during the process, and he will take a bath immediately after the end. The ex-wife just couldn't stand his eccentricities and divorced. However, Mu Chunhao, he never seemed to care about him Strange habit in this regard.

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After it was over, Song Rongqin helped Mu Chunhao who had been cleaned to the bed, and asked him again: "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Mu Chunhao showed a gorgeous satisfied smile and waved his hands, "It's okay, it's okay, just rest for half a day and you'll be fine."

Song Rongqin poured him a glass of water and put it on the bedside, "Then take a good rest and call me if you need anything." After speaking, he turned and went back to his room.

Although the two lived together for more than half a year, they did not sleep together. Every time they did it, they would stay in Mu Chunhao's room, and Song Rongqin would go back to sleep in his own room after it was over.

Mu Chunhao grabbed his hand, looked up at him pitifully, "Honey, I'm not feeling well, can you sleep with me tonight?"

Song Rongqin lowered his head. He had already washed his hands and put on his pajamas neatly. He couldn't see the frenzy in the bathroom just now.

Mu Chunhao let go of his hands uncomfortably under the staring eyes, but he still bit his lip cheekily and begged, "Just one night, I promise."

Song Rongqin broke free from his hand and frowned, "You are tired, go to bed early."

He is a light sleeper and is not used to sharing the same bed with others.

He has so many flaws that most people simply cannot bear to be with him for a long time.

How long can Mu Chunhao last?

One year, or two years?

He was originally a romantic person, so he didn't need to pay too much attention to today's appearance.

After the novelty on his side has passed, he will naturally look for it elsewhere, and will not pester him again.

Song Rongqin lay flat on the bed, with the quilt covering his body flat, his hands neatly placed below his chest, and his legs together. If someone lifted the quilt on him while he was asleep, he would feel that he was sleeping like a dead man in a coffin .

While half dreaming and half awake, the quilt on her body was suddenly lifted, and a warm body crawled into the quilt, leaned over, "wife—"

"You don't want to sleep with me, so I'll sleep with you."

"Don't be angry, I'll clean up the people who plot against me tomorrow."

"I was really calculated. After being with you, I have severed relations with those people before, really, I swear."

"Honey, did you hear what I said?"

In the darkness, the people curled up beside him kept chattering, waking up Song Rongqin's drowsiness that he had managed to raise. He thought to himself, he was too light in the bathroom just now, so he should be passed out directly!

"Hey, why are you so indifferent to me. I have liked you for seven years, and it was love at first sight."

"At first I thought you were a Yuzhi, and I had nothing to do with you in this life, who knew you would come to provoke me again."

"If you provoke me, please provoke me. Take responsibility for me, but you are extremely indifferent to me."

"Do you think I'm dirty? But my back is clean. I haven't used it once before I met you. You broke it for me. Hey, why is it so difficult for me?"

"..." Song Rongqin couldn't listen anymore.

"If you don't want me, I'm afraid I won't look down on others in the future. Why do you say you look so good-looking, don't you just want to bend a dog like me?"

"Hey, what do you think we will do in the future? I heard that your younger brother also found a man, who sent your father to the hospital in anger, and your mother is also very angry. If they find out about us, will the world be destroyed?"

"The last time I met you on the golf course, I didn't dare to look at you. What if your father sees something?"

"Hey, I don't care. Anyway, I have been the devil king since I was a child. My father probably guessed that I was messing with men by now, so he wouldn't force me to get married. I mentioned it to my mother last time, and she He kicked him out of the house with a stick and said he would sever ties with me."

"Hey, it's too difficult for me. Don't want me. You are so curvy and have so many problems, no one else can bear it except me. Who told me to be your licking dog willingly."

A 32-year-old man, speaking in such a childish tone, Song Rongqin wanted to laugh, but also felt heartwarming, and finally opened his eyes and turned over to block his non-stop talking lips.

Mu Chunhao hugged the man on his body with both hands, "I knew you weren't asleep."

"Hmph!" Song Rongqin snorted coldly.

In the confusion, I heard Song Rongqin say in my ear: "I told my mom. Dad will tell him when the time is right. Is there anything else to worry about?"

……

after an hour. . .

"What if, what if you get pregnant?"

Song Rongqin froze when he heard the words, and asked, "Are you the same physique as Shi Yan?"

"Ah? How is it possible, I am a pure man, from the inside out!" Mu Chunhao continued to talk nonsense without fear of death.

Song Rongqin bit him hard, "Then where did you get me a child? Huh?"

With fever in his ears, Mu Chunhao sneered, "This, isn't this a compliment for your strength? Don't worry, I don't have that function, and I don't want to have any thoughts."

"You—" Song Rongqin hugged his head and rubbed his hair, pressed against his ear, and said in a hoarse, sexual, sexy voice, "I'm sorry!"

Mu Chunhao thought triumphantly, that is, otherwise would it be delivered to the door automatically?

He grinned and hugged the person on his body tightly, "Honey, let's sleep together in the future, I'll warm your bed."

"it is good."

(end)