Cohabitation with the sweet teasing ghost king

The door on the first floor was opened, and the floor inside was replaced with light gray marble from the dark concrete floor in the past. Song Yan's money from selling the land was all used to renovate the house.

This place is still not comparable to Mu's house, but every change in the house was made by him and Mu Xiu together, and every place is a testimony of their getting along. Not only Mu Xiu likes this place, but Song Yan also likes it.

Mu Xiu sat down on a pale yellow banana boat rocking chair in front of the window of the living room, and immediately buried his head on Song Yan's lower abdomen. He asked carefully, "Is Yan Yan still angry?"

Song Yan gently stroked Mu Xiu's hair, and after a while, he whispered back, "It's okay."

There is anger, but it is more distressed, and Mu Xiu's steadfastness and joy when he returns to him.

"Then how can Yan Yan stop being angry at all?"

Mu Xiu raised his head, his amber eyes were as clear and unbelievably clean as when they first met, and now his face was full of popular blood, slightly reddish, and his lips were more plump and attractive than before.

Song Yan pressed Mu Xiu's shoulders, and they separated a little. Then, he bent down and lowered his head to kiss Mu Xiu's lips.

After a light kiss, before Mu Xiu was intoxicated, Song Yan pressed Mu Xiu's shoulder and stood up straight again. He whispered, "Don't move."

Mu Xiu looked up at Song Yan, with undisguised longing in his eyes, but he also knew Song Yan, the most sensible way for him at this time was to follow what Song Yan said and not move.

Mu Xiu didn't move, Song Yan took his hand away from Mu Xiu's shoulder, and then he kneaded and pinched little by little to touch Mu Xiu from the top of his head to his toenails.

"I told you, there's no problem."

Mu Xiu's cheeks were flushed by Song Yan's touch, but he still tried to hold back.

Song Yan didn't respond to these words, he continued to put on Mu Xiu's socks and pulled up his trouser legs.

"Yanyan, can I move?"

Mu Xiu continued to ask in a low and forbearing voice, Song Yan sighed lightly, nodded, "Well, let's move."

He raised his eyes to look at Mu Xiu, but he didn't know what he was in a hurry to do.

Mu Xiu put his feet back on the banana boat chair, half prone and half kneeling in front of Song Yan who hadn't fully got up, and asked softly, "I still want to kiss Yan Yan, is that okay?"

Song Yan looked at Mu Xiu, didn't get up again, but stopped his posture, and let Mu Xiu kiss his lips.

After the soft kiss was over, Mu Xiu lay back, Song Yan also jumped onto the banana boat chair, their eyes met, and the two kissed together again with a little eagerness.

It's not just that Mu Xiu wants to kiss Song Yan, Song Yan has been worried about Mu Xiu in the past two days, lost his mind, a few kisses relieved the pain of lovesickness.

Kissing and kissing, the breathing of the two gradually became heavy. Mu Xiu hugged Song Yan and sat up a little. He pulled off his suit, took it off, threw it aside, and unbuttoned several shirts one after another.

The banana boat chair swayed with their movements. Song Yan held the handles on both sides, and his eyes fell on Mu Xiu's chest that was exposed to his sight as he continued to untie it. He touched it through his clothes just now, and it felt pretty good.

Mu Xiu didn't give Song Yan more opportunities to observe and think, he held Song Yan's back of the neck, leaned forward, and pushed Song Yan back to the end of the banana boat chair.

"Mu Xiu, not yet," Song Yan narrowed his eyes, and in Mu Xiu's eagerness, he slightly raised his neck to speak.

Mu Xiu not only continued to lick and kiss, but also moved his hands very quickly. He took off his own clothes, and then took off Song Yan's clothes.

"Yes, I promise." Mu Xiu agreed, looking up at Song Yan, his eyes were slightly red, he didn't endure it for a day or two, he endured it for three years, and he couldn't bear it any more.

"Or Yanyan...not ready to be with me yet?"

Mu Xiu's eyes lowered, his expression slightly disappointed, but he didn't intend to stop the hand that pulled Song Yan's clothes away.

After three years of getting along, Song Yan didn't know that Mu Xiu was pretending to be disappointed to show him, but he knew that, and he couldn't help but soften his heart, and couldn't help but want Mu Xiu to get what he wanted.

"Then... let's try."

As Song Yan said, he raised his hand slightly, and Mu Xiu threw his shirt far away on the floor.

The banana boat chair shook due to their overly violent movements, and it made a "creaking" sound even though it was of good quality, and slightly deviated from its original position, shaking out of the carpet a little bit.

But the two people on the chair didn't feel it, they were addicted to each other's interaction and feelings, kissing, hugging, touching.

The feelings of the body and the feelings of the other party are full of their senses, and they can't care about anything externally.

Confused and confused, it's a matter of course, and can explain everything in front of him, but at this moment, Mu Xiu suddenly stopped his movements.

"It's okay..." Song Yan said, he took the initiative to wrap his arms around Mu Xiu's neck, kissed Mu Xiu's lips, and then slowly turned his back to cooperate with Mu Xiu's movements of pausing and continuing.

Song Yan didn't have any entanglements about who went up and who got off, but his original intention to cooperate with Mu Xiu was also very simple. Such a position is relatively good for Mu Xiu's body.

If he doesn't reject it, there is nothing to tangle with. The important thing is that they are indeed together.

Mu Xiu changed his eagerness at the beginning, became patient and gentle, asked Song Yan how he felt carefully, and only when he was sure that Song Yan was really ready did he proceed with the actions he had simulated countless times in his mind.

The evening sun went from slightly slanting to completely fading, and the movement in the living room gradually disappeared.

A thin blanket wrapped most of their bodies, they hugged each other tightly, Song Yan was taking a rest with his eyes closed, Mu Xiu squinted his eyes, and kissed the forehead and cheek of the person in his arms from time to time, the corners of his mouth slightly Yang, full of satiation.

As the little skylight in the sky was replaced by the stars and the moon, Song Yan woke up after two hours of sleep, the soreness left in his body, and the aura of Muxiu on his body reminded him of everything in an instant.

Song Yan sat up, Mu Xiu was no longer by his side, only a small light was on in the living room in the distance, Song Yan glanced around, he got up and walked to the aisle leading to the kitchen, there was a little movement coming from inside .

Mu Xiu's senses became more acute, and before Song Yan could continue to walk in, he came out of the kitchen, untied his apron and hung it on the wall.

"Yan Yan is awake," Mu Xiu said, walking over, lowering his head and kissing Song Yan's lips, he took Song Yan's hand, and pulled him upstairs, where a tub of water soaked in herbs was ready alright.

"Yan Yan takes a shower and we can eat."

Song Yan felt the stickiness on his body, and did not refuse such an arrangement. He nodded, and when Mu Xiu was about to turn around and go downstairs, he squeezed Mu Xiu's hand and pulled him back.

"Huh?" Mu Xiu looked at Song Yan with an extremely gentle expression.

"It's okay," Song Yan said, wrapping his arms around Mu Xiu's neck, and kissing Mu Xiu's lips, with a little smile on his brow, he said softly, "Go."

After saying that, Song Yan turned around and went to the bathroom, closed the door, untied the shirt he was wearing casually, and soaked in the lukewarm water.

It was Mu Xiu who stood in front of the bathroom for a while before he was willing to leave, and finally let go of the little worry afterwards, his Yan Yan was not angry with him.

Song Yan's health has continued to improve over the past few years, and he has basically never been sick. Now, after soaking in Chinese medicine water for about [-] minutes, all the soreness and weakness left in his body have disappeared.

He changed his clothes and came downstairs, Mu Xiu had already cooked dinner, white porridge, side dishes and boiled eggs were very suitable for Song Yan's appetite.

"Yan Yan, come and eat," Mu Xiu said, walking over to hold Song Yan's hand, and pulling him to the dining table.

Song Yan sat down, and Mu Xiu also sat down.

Song Yan took a look at the food, but first pulled Mu Xiu's hand over, looked at it carefully, and made sure that Mu Xiu hadn't been burned or something else before he started eating.

Mu Xiu still couldn't eat these things, he rested his chin on one hand, and watched Song Yan eat with his eyes narrowed with a smile.

The portion that Mu Xiu cooked was a bit too much, but Song Yan still finished it without any leftovers.

"Let's go for a walk." Song Yan came out after washing the dishes, and pulled up Mu Xiu, who was watching the TV series "Youth Campus Dog Blood", and they went for a walk by the small river.

"Seldom watch this kind of TV series in the future," Song Yan glanced at Mu Xiu who couldn't help turning his head back, and reminded him somewhat helplessly, he reckoned that Mu Xiu learned that scene from this kind of TV series.

"Oh," Mu Xiu nodded obediently, he lifted their hands and kissed the back of Song Yan's hand.

After returning from this walk, anyone around them who had gone for a walk today would know that Song Yan, who lives alone, has made a boyfriend. His name is Muxiu, tall and handsome, and he is a good match for the handsome and handsome Song Yan.

Song Yan indulged Mu Xiu's naive behavior of declaring sovereignty, and quickly sorted out information about Mu Xiu's physical condition in his mind.

After walking for more than an hour, Song Yan called Mu Sheng from the Dark Alliance, and within half an hour, someone from the Dark Alliance sent several books and some special materials he designated to their home.

"What is Yan Yan going to do?" Mu Xiu hugged Song Yan's waist from behind, resting his chin on Song Yan's shoulder, watching Song Yanxiu's long and beautiful hands reprocessing these materials.

"I'll cook something for you," Song Yan said as he tilted his head, and Mu Xiu kissed the corner of his mouth.

After a short pause, Song Yan turned back and continued to process the materials in his hands, silver fungus, ancient sea glue, century-old rong, and other materials in the witch medicine classics.

Then a small jar was taken out and heated on the fire, these materials were added one by one, and then poured into boiled clean water.

Song Yan took down the black rattan basket hanging on the kitchen wall and asked Mu Xiu to carry it. He took Mu Xiu's hand to the courtyard, walked through various flower bushes, and picked up some fresh petals, about half of the basket. Then he led Mu Xiu back.

Wash the petals, dry them, add honey, and knead them together with Song Yansu’s hands. The ingredients in the jar over there are bubbling. Song Yan glances at them and continues with his hands. After 10 minutes, the petals have been kneaded Crumble and honey go together perfectly.

Song Yan raised his hand and did not wait to rinse it in the sink, but was pulled over by the curious Mu Xiu and licked it several times.

"Sweet..." Mu Xiu's eyes were particularly bright, and it was the first time he tasted this kind of sweetness that spread from the tip of his tongue to his heart and mind. This was a completely different feeling from the way of eating in the past.

The only thing that can find a similar feeling is the experience when he kissed Song Yan, which was also sweet, from the tip of the tongue to the sweetness overflowing from the heart.

Song Yan glanced at Mu Xiu, and then gave Mu Xiu a few licks of honey from the flower petals on his little finger, before he washed his hands clean.

Dig a spoonful of flower petal honey into a small bowl, then pour the potion from the jar onto the honey, stir carefully, put it on a plate, and Song Yan carried it to the living room.

Mu Xiu followed, looking at Song Yan with bright eyes, like a child waiting for food in an ordinary person's house, pretending to be cute despite being anxious.

Song Yan scooped up a spoonful, blew it carefully, and made sure it was completely cool before bringing it to Mu Xiu's lips.

Mu Xiu opened his mouth to drink in a little bit, his expression was the same as when he tasted the honey before, novel and satisfied.

The corners of Song Yan's mouth curled up, and he continued to feed Mu Xiu spoon after spoon like this until he finished eating a bowl, and then he got up and took the bowl and spoon back to the kitchen to clean up.

It was already 10 o'clock in the evening, Song Yan accompanied Mu Xiu to watch TV in the living room for a while, and then they went back to their room to get ready to rest.

The bed in the room was still the one that Song Yan was reluctant to throw away, and there was an extra desk for two people, a hanger, a wardrobe, and other furnishings were not much different from the past.

Song Yan changed his clothes and lay down on the bed, and was immediately pulled into Mu Xiu's arms and hugged him.

"Yan Yan, I'm so happy..."

Every moment around Song Yan, he was so happy.

Sometimes, these joys gathered together would make him feel unreal, afraid that this was just a dream, and when he woke up, he was still in the cold and lonely Mu's house, there was no Song Yan, only endless darkness and himself.

Song Yan rubbed Mu Xiu's face with his eyes closed, and responded softly, "Well, I'm happy too."

Eyes slowly opened, Song Yan looked at Mu Xiu, then leaned closer and kissed Mu Xiu's lips, and comforted him softly, "Go to sleep, I won't be angry anymore."

"Okay," Mu Xiu kissed Song Yan back, and the slight trouble disappeared immediately.

The sun rose from the stars, and the sun rose as usual the next day. With Mu Xiu's return, Song Yan's daily routine returned to normal immediately.

Get up early and go to the courtyard to do a set of punches, come back to take a shower and wash, and then go to the kitchen to prepare food for him and Moxiu.

After finishing all these, he went back upstairs and called Mu Xiu, who was used to staying in bed, and led Mu Xiu to brush his teeth and wash his face, and then came down to have dinner together.

Song Yan is porridge, side dishes and eggs, and Mu Xiu is Wufang sweet water from yesterday.

"What is Yan Yan going to do today?"

Mu Xiu routinely asked, Yan Yan of his family had an idea, and he basically would not interfere with Song Yan's decision.

"Let's go to the counselor first. It's time to solve it. When we come back, we will buy two air tickets and go out soon."

Mu Xiu nodded, picked up the bowl, and drank the last bit of honey water.Not to mention, after drinking the water, he really felt quite comfortable.He carefully considered Song Yan's ingredients yesterday, and couldn't help but smile again.

His Yan Yan could really graduate and become a teacher.

Song Yan had used the backpack for many years, and on his birthday last year, he replaced it with the one Mu Xiu gave him, which was stronger and more beautiful.

Put the things to bring in the backpack, put it on his back, suddenly remembered the bouquet of roses that he completely forgot in the back seat of the car yesterday, Song Yan went to take it out again, the bouquet was very big, put it in two bottles, put one in the living room, One for the bedroom.

"My Yan Yan doesn't like red..."

Mu Xiu went to the roses in the living room and smelled them, remembering the red roses sent by Song Yanban on behalf of Tan Chun, he whispered sourly and triumphantly.

Song Yan glanced at Mu Xiu, who was jealous again, and did not refute, he pulled Mu Xiu and walked out together.

"Don't waste money buying these in the future, we have flowers at home."

"Well, I listen to what Yan Yan says," Mu Xiu nodded, with a smile on his lips, looking at people with clear eyes, the side effect of being more real is that his expression is more seductive.

Song Yan pursed his lips, his ears turned red, and he held Mu Xiu's hand even tighter.

Now it seems that it is his turn to worry that Mu Xiu will be coveted or missed...