Xingyu Street

Chapter 57

Mo Xiaoyu was a little angry, her body was trembling slightly.

The first thing Duan Xuyan did when he came back to his senses was to turn Mo Xiaoyu who was standing in front of him, holding his pale face in his hands, he was so distressed that he didn't know what to do, "Xiao Yu, stop being angry, Yao Qing didn't Really kissed Xu Yan, he kissed like this."

As Duan Xuyan said, he pressed the thumb of his right hand on Mo Xiaoyu's lips, and moved his lips close to his thumb, "Yao Qing was like this just now, he didn't really kiss Xuyan."

Mo Xiaoyu was so angry and wronged that he couldn't listen to anything. With tears in his eyes, he raised his hand to wipe Duan Xuyan's lips as if he wanted to wipe something.

"I can't... I can't..."

Duan Xuyan saw him so uncomfortable, felt distressed and regretted, regretted not directly rejecting Yao Qing's "try it out" just now, so that Yao Qing misunderstood that he was acquiescing.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, listen to Xuyan..."

"Woooo——Xuyan, Xuyan belongs to Xiaoyu...others are not allowed to kiss——"

Mo Xiaoyu lay on Duan Xuyan's shoulder, so sad that it seemed like the sky was about to fall.

Yao Qing stood on the spot and watched Mo Xiaoyu cry, he understood in a daze, he underestimated Duan Xuyan's weight in Mo Xiaoyu's heart.

Mo Xiaoyu's reaction was obviously too light to be jealous. The reaction he expected from Mo Xiaoyu seeing him "kiss" Duan Xuyan did not appear, not even the slightest bit of jealousy he thought.

Mo Xiaoyu was angry and wronged, but after that, he was swallowed up by sadness.

This is probably not even thought of by Duan Xuyan himself.

It's not that Mo Xiaoyu doesn't understand anything, he invested no less in this relationship than Duan Xuyan, he loved Duan Xuyan wholeheartedly, the sadness he showed at this time was just stronger than the so-called possessive desire, and it was also extraordinarily purely.

It was as pure as if Duan Xuyan was everything to him, and no one else could touch him.

It took Duan Xuyan some time to take away Mo Xiaoyu who was crying so hard that he couldn't listen to anything.

Yao Qing stood there watching them leave, raised his eyebrows and sighed after a while, picked up the towel wrapped around his body and wiped his face.

Qiao Hengxin and others who were standing behind came over.

"Qing, what are you doing?"

"How can you bully Xiao Yu like this? He likes Lao Duan so much."

Yao Qing pursed her lips and smiled bitterly, "I'm self-righteous, I have to apologize to Xiao Yu and Ah Yan."

Qiao Hengxin patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go later, I don't know how long it will take for the old duan to coax him well. I guess the old duan has never seen Xiao Yu cry like this."

Just like what Qiao Hengxin said, Duan Xuyan had never seen Mo Xiaoyu cry like this. Those round almond eyes were like a broken faucet, and water kept gushing out.

Duan Xuyan carried Mo Xiaoyu back to the room and walked into the bathroom, filled the bathtub with water, then took off Mo Xiaoyu's swimming trunks and put him in the bathtub, taking off Mo Xiaoyu and sitting in it himself.

As soon as he got into the bathtub, Mo Xiaoyu clung to his arms, and wept on his shoulders.

Duan Xuyan also knew that Mo Xiaoyu couldn't hear what he said at this time, and he didn't try to persuade him not to cry, but just sat in the bathtub silently with the person in his arms, letting the slowly flowing hot water cover their chests.

When the water in the bathtub was almost full, Mo Xiaoyu could only cry aggrievedly.

Duan Xuyan touched Mo Xiaoyu's smooth back, and said softly, "I'm sorry Xiaoyu, it's Xuyan's fault."

Mo Xiaoyu sniffed and choked twice, but didn't speak.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Duan Xuyan supported his shoulders and pushed them away a little. Mo Xiaoyu lowered his head and lowered his eyelashes without looking at Duan Xuyan.

Duan Xuyan held up his face, "Xiaoyu, take a look at Xuyan?"

Mo Xiaoyu was unmoved.

Duan Xuyan's thumb lightly pressed Mo Xiaoyu's lips, pressed it to kiss his own thumb, and explained again, "Yao Qing didn't kiss Xuyan, he kissed his own hand, just like this."

Mo Xiaoyu still didn't respond.

Duan Xuyan gently wiped away Mo Xiaoyu's wet forehead hair with his palm, and asked him softly, "Does Xiaoyu not believe Xuyan? Do you think Xuyan lied to Xiaoyu?"

Mo Xiaoyu pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "...No."

Duan Xuyan didn't want him to keep this matter in his mind, so he pressed Mo Xiaoyu's lips with his thumb again, and kissed his own thumb, "Did Xuyan kiss Xiaoyu like this?"

Mo Xiaoyu shook her head lightly, "No..."

Duan Xuyan took away her finger, leaned over and kissed Mo Xiaoyu's soft lips, "Has Xuyan kissed Xiaoyu so?"

Mo Xiaoyu pursed her lips, "It's time to kiss..."

Duan Xuyan hugged his waist with one hand, stroked his earlobe with the other, licked and opened the not tightly closed lip with the tip of her tongue, gently inserted into Mo Xiaoyu's mouth, gently hooked the tip of his tongue and sucked it .suck.lick.kiss.

Sticky, greasy kisses are the ones that evoke the most physical reactions, especially when the two of them are completely flesh to flesh.

But after a while, Mo Xiaoyu's breathing became rapid, his eyes were watery, his cheeks were slightly pink, and even his fleshy ears became pink.

Duan Xuyan saw it and couldn't help leaning forward and nibbling it lightly, "Xuyan is not happy about Yao Qing bullying Xiaoyu so much, after a while Xuyan will go talk to Yao Qing and tell him not to do this again, we Xiaoyu Don't be angry, okay?"

Mo Xiaoyu pursed her red lips after being kissed, and refused to say that she was not angry anymore.

Duan Xuyan looked at his expression carefully, and stopped saying anything to keep him from getting angry, and instead said: "We Xiaoyu should be angry, Yao Qing shouldn't do this, and Xuyan should avoid it, it's Xuyan's fault .”

Mo Xiaoyu shook her head and said in a low voice, "Xuyan is not bad... Yao Qing... Yao Qing can't do this..."

Mo Xiaoyu wouldn't speak ill of others, he was so angry with Yao Qing that he didn't say a word about Yao Qing being bad, Yao Qing was bad, only saying no.

Duan Xuyan was soaking in the bathtub with him, talking to him in a low voice, soaking until the water felt a little cold before getting up to wipe himself, and then led him to the bed.

This time was almost at the time when Mo Xiaoyu usually took a nap, and because of the fact that he had cried a while ago, Mo Xiaoyu became weak immediately after lying on the pillow.

Duan Xuyan reached out and touched his face, "Xuyan, go and bring Xiao Yu some food, okay?"

Mo Xiaoyu grabbed his hand and shook his head, "No, don't eat..."

"Isn't Xiaoyu hungry?"

"I'm not hungry, Xiaoyu wants to sleep, and I'm with Xuyan."

"it is good."

Duan Xuyan compromised very quickly. At this time, Mo Xiaoyu didn't want to say that he wanted to take a nap with him. Even if he wanted the moon or the stars, Duan Xuyan would only be ready to build a ladder.

After finding the remote control to close the curtains in the room, Duan Xuyan just lay down on the bed, Mo Xiaoyu pressed it into his arms, and fell asleep not long after.

Duan Xuyan hugged him, the room was dimly lit, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, all he could think about was the picture of Mo Xiaoyu pushing Yao Qing away, the more he thought about it, the more distressed he was, and the more he thought about it, the happier he was.

Complicated emotions filled his heart for a moment, and it was only then that he calmed down and savored slowly, deeply feeling Mo Xiaoyu's love for him.

It's not dependent, it's not acting like a baby, and it's not pure possessiveness at work, but it's true that Mo Xiaoyu will do things for him that he couldn't and couldn't think of doing, just relying on his subconscious instinctive reaction , which proved more powerful than anything else that Mo Xiaoyu loved Duan Xuyan deeply.

Looking at Mo Xiaoyu who was sleeping soundly, Duan Xuyan really couldn't hold it back, she always leaned over to kiss him after a while, from the closed eyes to the tip of the nose, and then to the slightly red and swollen lips.

Duan Xuyan was obsessed with it and didn't know it. The mobile phone placed aside vibrated several times before he managed to get his attention.

Turning on the phone, he saw that it was a WeChat message sent to him by Qiao Hengxin.

——Has Xiao Yu coaxed you well?

— Aren’t you coming down to eat?

——Old Duan?

The three WeChat messages were sent only a few minutes apart.

Duan Xuyan thought for a while, and replied—it's all right, Xiaoyu refused to eat after sleeping.

Qiao Hengxin replied in seconds—OK, don't be too angry, we have already talked about Yao Qing, he will be more measured in the future.

Duan Xuyan thinks that Yao Qing cannot be entirely blamed for this matter, if he refused directly at that time, Yao Qing would not have dared to do that, because his silence made Yao Qing misunderstand.

--I see.

——It’s all good!Xiaoyu gets down early when she wakes up, and has to barbecue and eat cakes at night.

--it is good.

Mo Xiaoyu slept until three o'clock in the afternoon. When Duan Xuyan called him, he was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes.

Duan Xuyan had no choice but to take him to the bathroom to wash his face, and it didn't take long for Mo Xiaoyu to wake up a little bit.

Duan Xuyan led Mo Xiaoyu into the elevator, "What would Xiaoyu want to eat?"

Mo Xiaoyu yawned and did not speak.

"Is it okay to eat small wontons?"

"..."

"Shaomai? Xiaolongbao?"

"..."

After asking a few questions, Mo Xiaoyu didn't answer, Duan Xuyan turned his head and glanced at the person beside him, "Xiaoyu?"

Mo Xiaoyu reacted a little when she heard her name, first glanced at Duan Xuyan with her round almond eyes, and then quietly snuggled into Duan Xuyan's arms.

Duan Xuyan put his arms around Mo Xiaoyu and squeezed his palm, "Xuyan knows that Xiaoyu still wants to sleep, but today is Hengxin's birthday, we want to celebrate Hengxin's birthday, Xiaoyu remember?"

Mo Xiaoyu hummed in a muffled voice, and the next second the elevator door dinged open, but unexpectedly, the entire first floor was quiet, and no one was there.

Duan Xuyan led Mo Xiaoyu out of the elevator, looked around, but did not see Qiao Hengxin and the others.

After searching around, Duan Xuyan didn't see anyone, so she turned around and walked into the kitchen to prepare food for Mo Xiaoyu.

Mo Xiaoyu walked into the kitchen together, not intending to wait outside, hugged Duan Xuyan's waist from behind, and he followed Duan Xuyan wherever he went, as if he really became Duan Xuyan's big tail.

Duan Xuyan was boiling water to cook a bag of wontons for Mo Xiaoyu, when he suddenly heard footsteps outside, he thought it was Qiao Hengxin, but when he turned his head, it was Yao Qing who was holding a cup.

After the incident at noon, there is a subtle embarrassment between Duan Xuyan and Yao Qing.

Yao Qing put the cup on the island in the kitchen, touched the back of his neck awkwardly, "Xiaoyu, Ah Yan, I'm sorry, what happened today is my fault, I apologize to you."

Duan Xuyan turned his head to look at the person on his back, "Xiaoyu, Yao Qing is saying sorry to you."

Mo Xiaoyu tightly hugged Duan Xuyan's waist, glanced quietly at Yao Qing, then quickly turned away, as if she didn't want to talk to Yao Qing.

Seeing this, Yao Qing lowered his head and coughed slightly in embarrassment, "Xiao Yu, I'm really sorry today, I will never do this again in the future, please forgive me."

Duan Xuyan pursed her lips and turned away, not participating in their conversation.

Mo Xiaoyu stuck on Duan Xuyan's back and was silent for a long time before he was willing to speak, his voice was low, "Yao Qing is Xuyan's friend...friends are not allowed to kiss Xuyan, only Xiaoyu can kiss, because Xuyan is Xiaoyu Yes, it's a boyfriend..."

Yao Qing listened seriously, "Xiao Yu is right, Yao Qing did something wrong, and Yao Qing was wrong, so Yao Qing apologized to Xiao Yu, and will never do this again."

Mo Xiaoyu lowered her eyelashes when she heard that, "...um."

After ok, he buried his face in Duan Xuyan's back.

Yao Qing looked at Duan Xuyan puzzled, "Is this...?"

"He forgives you." Duan Xuyan raised his hand and gently patted Mo Xiaoyu's arm holding her waist, and said lightly, "Yao Qing, I consider you a friend."

Yao Qing smiled wryly, "I know, I'm sorry, it won't happen again, I promise."

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