In the morning, the sun slowly shone into the bed through the tulle curtains, Wang Ye frowned and slowly opened his eyes, and Shen Moyan's peaceful sleeping face fell into his eyes.

He clearly should be remorseful and remorseful, last night he was like a beast that lost his mind, forcefully tossing Shen Moyan until he was exhausted, until the man couldn't even utter a complete croon before embracing him and falling asleep.

But now, with this man's soft and delicate waist in his arms, he felt extremely satisfied, and his chest was filled with an unprecedented peace.

It's crazy, since meeting Shen Moyan, his world has gradually lost control.

This man played with him, played with him, but he still couldn't help but want to force Shen Moyan countless times.

What happened to him, was he also infected with madness by a man and fell into the abyss?

Wang Ye rubbed his head irritably, planning to get up and leave Shen Moyan before speaking rationally.

The slight movement woke up the sweet dream of the man in his arms. Shen Moyan blinked his eyes in a daze, and his eyes gradually focused on Wang Ye beside him, as if thinking of something, his 106-year-old cheeks instantly flushed.

After all, Wang Ye didn't make up his mind, and asked vaguely, "I'm awake."

"Yeah." Shen Moyan murmured, and simply lifted the quilt to cover his head without looking at him, and said shyly, "I'm still a little sleepy."

Wang Ye didn't understand why his heart was beating wildly, but his body reacted first, hugged the man even tighter in his arms, buried his head in kissing Shen Moyan's delicate lips, and muttered, "Does your body still hurt?"

The man's ears were a little hot under the covers, and he smiled after being bored for a long time. He put his face on Wang Ye's chest and shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

I'm not lying, it's really hard to make him a century-old monster hurt, anyway, at most, it can loosen the muscles and bones, and it will automatically grow back wherever it hurts, he has long been used to not worrying about it.

But last night, Wang Ye's physical strength was indeed so strong that he was speechless. Strictly counting, Wang Ye is 81 years younger than him. If Xue Shaoqing hadn't been reincarnated, it would not be an exaggeration to call him an ancestor according to his seniority. Even Shen Muyun could At the age of Wang Ye's father.

Sure enough, the next life is fearsome, energetic, seven times a night.

"Really?" Wang Ye didn't believe it, and lightly pressed his palm on Shen Moyan's waist, and immediately heard the man in his arms groaning, and said angrily, "It hurts if it hurts, why are you trying to be brave?"

Shen Moyan thought it wasn't pain, it was sensitivity, but he was an ancient man in the Republic of China, and he hadn't done anything in the entertainment industry for so long, so he couldn't say anything embarrassing.

But maybe Wang Ye's voice was too gentle, his nose became sore for some reason, he took off the quilt and carefully looked at this face that was exactly the same as Xue Shaoqing's.

He stretched out his palm tentatively, and lightly brushed over Wang Ye's bushy eyebrows, beautiful eyes, straight nose, those cool lips, and his warm and hot chest.

Shen Moyan wanted to make sure of something, so he put his face close to the position of Wang Ye's left atrium, and when he heard powerful beatings coming from his ears, his eyes were covered with mist.

Live, live Xue Shaoqing!

Wang Ye felt the moisture on his chest, and raised the man's face suspiciously. Seeing that Shen Moyan was crying, he panicked: "Why are you crying? Is it still painful?" After speaking, he hurriedly wanted to get up and check.

Shen Moyan said "Yeah", his face was blushing to the point of bleeding, he hugged Wang Ye's neck and shook his head vigorously, his aggrieved eyes were a little hazy: "No, I'm really fine."

Wang Ye was still worried, he tossed and turned to make sure he didn't hurt the man, and then he lay down and hugged his slender waist, put Shen Moyan's head in his arms, kissed him several times before asking: "Then why are you crying?"

"No, I'm not..." Shen Moyan continued intermittently, tears flowing into a stream. In fact, he hadn't cried for many years. Since Xue Shaoqing passed away, his heart was ashamed, but now this person is hugging him very well. Afraid, afraid that in the blink of an eye this will be another dream.

Shen Moyan's eyes were full of anxiety, and he looked at Wang Ye wetly, and it took him a long time to finish his sentence: "I'm just... just... not sure..."

Heck, Wang Ye's first reaction was to suspect that he was broken.No one has ever said that Shen Moyan, a lunatic, besides his sad and lonely face, also has this kind of soft and coquettish like a rabbit. He is not sure what his expression is, but the corners of his mouth can't help but rise: "Are you angry about what happened yesterday?"

Shen Moyan didn't answer, but wiped away his tears and smiled bitterly.

Wang Ye's complex expression flashed in his eyes, but he said calmly with unclear emotions: "You can tell me what you want in the future, don't play tricks behind your back, I'm tired of this."

"No, it's not." Shen Moyan wanted to explain, but what did he say, did it have nothing to do with him saying that Shen Muyun did it?The wolf cub is just like his own son, even if he does something wrong, he should be responsible.

He closed his eyes in resignation, said no more, and smiled bitterly: "Okay, I'm sorry."

Wang Ye frowned and looked at him, and seeing this sad face again, he became inexplicably irritable: "Okay, it's over, you didn't plan to leave me alone when I fell asleep." He didn't know why he was so angry, so he simply I got up and put on my clothes, and said in a muffled voice: "Women who are with me can always get some benefits."

"It's like this now, just tell me what you want, and I will try my best to satisfy it if I can."

"It's not like I, Wang Ye, can't afford to have fun."

It was clearly against his will, but he didn't see the man behind him with a wry smile and was taken aback. In the end, he just sighed and nodded: "I understand."

When Wang Ye turned his head, Shen Moyan had returned to his previous cold and indifferent expression, just as coquettish and weak as a passing cloud, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he got out of bed alone and picked up his clothes to put on.

Probably the body is still not used to it. After all, it has been too long since he has been intimate with anyone. Shen Moyan's standing posture is a bit awkward, trying to avoid pulling the muscles in the back.

He couldn't tell what it was like, but he just couldn't see the sad and brave face of the man. Thinking about it, what he said just now was really too much. At least the two had sex last night, so they wouldn't be cold-eyed right after they got into bed.

Wang Ye wanted to tell Shen Moyan that he didn't mean it that way, but he was used to being arrogant and had never been in a serious relationship before, so he really couldn't bear the shame, so he just strode over to get naked Shen Moyan picked it up, threw it on the bed regardless of the man's exclamation, and said fiercely: "Who told you to get up! Have a rest!"

As he said that, he rudely pulled off the quilt and pulled Shen Moyan tightly, his angry handsome face was wrinkled into a ball, and he was still muttering: "If you feel uncomfortable, sleep more! I won't drive you away!"

The roaring voice of the Tyrannosaurus rex shook Shen Moyan dizzily, but he couldn't stop the warmth in his heart. A small snow-white hand emerged from the bed to hold Wang Ye's broad and powerful palm, and rubbed it on his cheek.

"Thank you, I am very happy." He said with a smile.

##### It's sugar~~~From here on, it's sweet~

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