I Dumped My Prince Charming Once Again

Xie Yu's fingers holding the object turned white for a moment, he lowered his head, his tone was a little stiff, "...um."

Then without looking at Mu Chuan, he turned around and went out.

Looking at the empty doorway, Mu Chuan felt as if his heart was blocked by something.

He turned his face away, so he didn't care.

He will not let Xie Yu get what he wants.

How did Xie Yu treat him before, and how did he treat Xie Yu?

Just don't let him sleep here, what's the matter.

A few minutes later, Mu Chuan turned his body slightly and looked at the door. The door was empty and there was no one there.

Ten minutes later, Mu Chuan turned sideways and looked at the door again. The door was still empty and there was no one there.

Half an hour later, Mu Chuan pricked up his ears to listen to the sounds outside, but it was quiet outside, except for the chirping of birds.

An hour later, Mu Chuan was lying on the table and looking at the wood grain on the table, his mind was full of Xie Yu's appearance just before he left the house.

Mu Chuan suddenly felt a little upset.

He touched the phone, found Xie Yu's name in the phone with clumsy movements, and then made a call.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered.

Mu Chuan felt even more annoyed. Xie Yu seemed to have a bad expression when he left. He wouldn't be sad, would he?

He frowned, it was none of his business whether he was sad or not.

He was worried that he would be hungry if Xie Yu didn't come at noon.

Mu Chuan was convinced by this idea, he nodded, as if to encourage himself.

He dialed Xie Yu's phone again, and after a few rings, the phone was connected suddenly, and Xie Yu's sleepy and lazy voice came from over there:

"Hello...Mu Chuan?"

When he just woke up, his voice was magnetic and lazy, with a hint of provocative hoarseness. Listening to the voice over there, Mu Chuan felt his heart beat faster.

[Ding——Mu Chuan's favorability +1, current total favorability: 21.]

Xie Yu seemed to have turned over, his voice became more lazy, as if he would fall back into sleep soon, "Mu... Chuan..."

Mu Chuan quietly listened to the provocative voice and his own heartbeat, and felt that his breathing became tighter, "Xie Yu."

Xie Yu's ending sound is hooking, "Huh?"

Mu Chuan said without changing his face, "I hurt, the wound on my body hurts."

He waited quietly for two seconds, and suddenly there was a violent sound, as if something had hit the ground, and then he heard Xie Yu Qingming's voice, "Don't touch it, wait for me to come down."

Xie Yu didn't hang up the phone, and ran downstairs panting.

When he went downstairs to catch his breath, Mu Chuan felt a little subtle, wanted to hear but didn't want to, and the tips of his fair ears turned red.

Xie Yu finally came down, and he appeared at his door barefoot, with a pink piggy eyepatch on his head, which looked a bit cute in contrast.

"What's wrong with you, where does it hurt?" Xie Yu turned off the call, put down the phone, brought over the medicine box in the corner, and sat beside his bed panting slightly.

Xie Yu's silk pajamas were unbuttoned with two buttons, and the neckline was slightly pulled, revealing a section of white and attractive collarbone.

Mu Chuan's eyes fell on his beautiful collarbone, he spread his hands and said, "Hands hurt."

Xie Yu's eyes were full of bright red bloodshot eyes. He took out the medicine a little sleepily, then carefully cleaned it up for Mu Chuan, and finally applied the medicine again.

"Let's paint other places by the way." Xie Yu got up, moved the table away, and lifted the quilt and said.