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Yan Chuang and Mu Muzi chatted until ten o'clock.

Mu Muzi's tone is very cute, and she is very familiar with various Two-dimensional topics, plus various cute emoticons, chatting with her is not a very boring thing.

Probably a girl in high school. Her family is very wealthy, but she has few friends. She likes Two-dimensional very much. When she is happy, she will put a long string of w at the end of the sentence.

Yan Chuang yawned and said good night to Mu Muzi.Mu Muzi was particularly reluctant to part.

Is he popular with girls?Yan Chuang thought about it carefully.Indeed, whether it is Two-dimensional or three-dimensional, there are quite a few girls who have a good impression of him, and some buddies in the university dormitory also envy him.But Yan Chuang is crooked, and he never cared about this issue.

Mu Muzi took a sad tone.

What is this child thinking all day, Yan Chuang is helpless,

Putting down his phone, Yan Chuang clicked on the update of Mu Yang's novel.

Mu Yang updates very quickly, [-] words will be updated a day.But for Yan Chuang, [-] words are not enough.

Yan Chuang opened the comments, and the comments all said that the big update is not enough to eat something like this.Yan Chuang also followed the first floor of the building where the update was made, and then hesitated for a while, struggling for a while between deep-water torpedoes and landmines.

Yan Chuang quite likes this article, good articles should be encouraged.Yan Chuang never gave a lot of rewards when he was reading the ending article, and now when he reads Mu Yang's article, he won't be entangled in subscription mines for a few dollars.It's just that Yan Chuang is still a little afraid of attracting the attention of President Mu Yang.

It's because of an inexplicable guilty conscience that he doesn't want Mu Yang to know that he is reading his article.

Yan Chuang struggled for a long time before he dropped a grenade in a low-key way, [Big update! ]

After reading it several times, Yan Chuang confirmed that his reply was no different from other little angels before clicking send.

#Throwing a landmine Why is it as nervous as a confession? #

Realizing his excessive nervousness, Yan Chuang touched his nose, feeling a little silly.Turned twice on the bed and fell asleep.

Yan Chuang's biological clock is very good, and he never stays up late to play like other nerds.He opened his eyes at 06:30 in the morning.

The morning air is so good~ Yan Chuang opened the window.When he opened the door, Mu Yang's door was indeed closed, and he must have not gotten up yet.Yan Chuangke has not forgotten that his job is to serve the uncle's basic necessities of life.

After washing up, Yan Chuang drove out of the garage the little BYD that Nian Maocai had given him to drive.

Go to the nearest supermarket to buy some fruits and vegetables, the refrigerator is empty, buy some quick-frozen dumplings, and Nian Maocai wished last time that the shampoo at home is almost gone, and Mu Yang, who likes to eat desserts and today’s Breakfast reads;.

It was almost eight o'clock when Yan Chuang returned to the house with two bags of things. He got up too early and the supermarket hadn't opened yet. Yan Chuang had to buy vegetables at the vegetable market, and he ran a long way and finally found them. A dessert shop that looks passable, bought Mu Yang's indispensable desserts every day.Breakfast was steamed buns and bean curds. Yan Chuang didn't know whether Mu Yang ate sweet bean curds or salted bean curds, so he bought salted bean curds according to his own taste.

The living room was quiet, Yan Chuang guessed that Mu Yang hadn't woken up yet.

Yan Chuang made breakfast, but there was still no movement upstairs, so he had to run to the second floor and gently pushed open the door of Mu Yang's room.

Mu Yang rolled up the blanket, still sleeping soundly.

Yan Chuang was about to walk over, but stopped suddenly.

The quilt in summer is already thin, and Mu Yang's sleeping position is the kind that hugs the pillow and faces upwards. A certain male ineffable organ is using his actual actions to show the word "one pillar uplifting the sky", as if he is in harmony with Yan Chuang said hello, and happily doing morning exercise.

Yan Chuang only felt that his eyes were sore.Did you say that eighteen centimeters only exist in novels?Even if you're tall, you won't be that size, right? ?

Yan Chuang was wondering whether he should perform his duty to wake Mu Yang up or close the door and leave him alone, when Mu Yang's cell phone rang by itself.

Cardcaptor Sakura's theme song reverberates in the room vivaciously and sweetly

However, which 20-year-old adult man would use Cardcaptor Sakura's theme song as the ringtone for waking up in the morning!Can't you use the system's default beeping ringtone?That kind is the style of a grown man who is indifferent and mature.

Mu Yang rubbed his eyes, then stretched out a hand from under the blanket, impatiently cut off the ringing of the phone, turned around and prepared to continue sleeping.

Yan Chuang leaned against the door, "Why don't you get up when the bell is ringing?"

Mu Yang turned over again, faced Yan Chuang, and smirked, "Chuang Chuang, I dreamed about you last night."

Who is your creation.Yan Chuang was speechless for a few seconds, "Get up, breakfast is ready."

After finishing speaking, he went directly downstairs, and Mu Yang went downstairs yawning after 5 minutes, and then ran to the bathroom to take a shower after washing, and came out of the bathroom with a puff of mist after washing his whole body fragrant.

"Do you take a shower every morning?" Yan Chuang found a towel and covered Mu Yang's dripping hair.

"En." Mu Yang sat down at the dinner table lazily and without much energy, "Wipe my hair~ Chuang Chuang."

You, a big man who is taller than me, are acting coquettish with me.

Complaining in his heart, Yan Chuang still stretched out his hand to help Mu Yang rub his hair through the towel.

Mu Yang's hair is very soft, even through the towel, Yan Chuang feels great to the touch.Mu Yang narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, and then yawned.

"Are you still sleepy after taking a shower?"

"It's because I took a bath to relax, so I'm sleepy. Last night, my muscles hurt like hell." Mu Yang pursed his mouth, and then saw the salted bean brain on the table, with a look of disgust, "Dou Nao, I I like sweet ones!"

heresy!It’s fine if you like desserts, how can you eat sweet tofu!

"Then you can keep it for me to drink, the steamed buns should be edible, right?"

"kindness."

"What are you doing after breakfast? What time did you stay up late last night?"

"Stayed up until five o'clock last night, didn't you? I was so exhausted." Mu Yang yawned cooperatively, "Go to bed this morning. I have to write an outline for Mao Mao in the afternoon."

If you stay up until five o'clock in the evening, isn't that all night?

"Maomao?"

"Nian Maocai. He is so fierce. Every time I have to write an outline for him." Mu Yang put the last steamed bun in his mouth and bit it vigorously, as if to vent his anger. It's annoying to point fingers at my syllabus."

I hate that you still call him Mao Mao.Yan Chuang complained silently in his heart, so he should get used to the name Chuang Chuang.The guy doesn't seem to be special about his nickname anyway.

Yan Chuang unconsciously felt a little lost.

After eating, Mu Yang was so sleepy that he floated up to the second floor again, without closing the door of his own room, and fell asleep in the room.

Yan Chuang opened the door of Mu Yang's room, saw Mu Yang's zombie-like sleeping posture with black lines for a few seconds, dutifully pulled the blanket out from under Mu Yang's body, and pushed Mu Yang onto the bed, saving him from turning over. He fell off and put the blanket over him.

He made such a big commotion, Mu Yang naturally woke up too.

Mu Yang rolled in a circle cooperatively, then turned over and looked at Yan Chuang who had covered him with a blanket, "Chuang Chuang, do you want to sleep together?"

Probably because he didn't wake up, Mu Yang's voice had a man's deep voice, not like the usual little milk voice, a little seductive.

Yan Chuang's heartbeat seemed to stop suddenly, and it took a few seconds for him to react.

"I'm still going to work for you, young master."

"I'll give you a vacation." Mu Yang said with a playful smile, "It doesn't matter if you don't do the housework, you can come and sleep with me, Eldest Young Master."

He had never seen Yue sleep so confidently.

"It seems that accompanying/sleeping is not included in the job content?"

"Then you can add it now~"

"Then I want a raise."

"It doesn't matter, Chuang Chuang, you can make a price at will, and I will give you all of mine."

There was a smile in Mu Yang's eyes, but his tone didn't sound like a joke at all.

Mu Yang's hands were long, and he lifted Yan Chuang's hand slightly when he lifted it from the bed. The heat from the palm of his hand came over, and there was a warm and soft touch, but the friction between the skin and the local skin seemed to cause the whole body to tremble. .

"OK?"

Said softly in a nasal voice, as if acting like a baby, Yan Chuang's heart trembled, and he almost had the idea of ​​agreeing.

After reacting, Yan Chuang hurriedly shook off Mu Yang's hand, then ran out of Mu Yang's room as if fleeing, and ran all the way downstairs.

orz was teased.And I was quite moved by being teased.

Yan Chuang washed his face with cold water, it was enough for him to be so panicked after being teased.

He clearly warned himself to calm down, but the microblog posted by Mu Yang yesterday flashed in Yan Chuang's mind

The temperature that had just been lowered by the physical method of washing his face with cold water rose again, and his cheeks became hot when he was not paying attention.

Oh my god.

Yan Chuang wailed and washed his face again with grief and indignation, he really didn't want to use chrysanthemums to serve the young master.