My lord, you crushed me

Mo Jue knew that he couldn't escape, so he could only go up to the second floor with the clothes that Han Shaoyan prepared for him just now, and changed into the clothes obediently when he entered the room.

Mo Jue's clothes were different from Han Shaoyan's. Han Shaoyan himself wore green clothes, but Mo Jue prepared a whole body of flirtatious fans. It took Mo Jue a lot of effort to change the clothes and go downstairs.

When Mo Jue's man just appeared at the stairs, Han Shaoyan had already seen him from a distance, he was still whistling, and there was a smile on his brow and eyes, showing his complacency.

Mo Jue's face is softer than Han Shaoyan's, his skin is whiter, and his waist is thinner than him, so Mo Jue looks more pleasing to the eye after wearing women's clothes than Han Shaoyan.

Mo Jue ignored Han Shaoyan, who had a playful smile, and went downstairs and sat down at the desk, looked down at the empty chest, and gently pressed down the bulging clothes.

"I always feel that there is still something missing." Han Shaoyan frowned, thinking seriously, his eyes were still rolling around Mo Jue's body, and when his eyes drifted to Mo Jue's chest, his eyes lit up.

"Shopkeeper, prepare four steamed buns for me." Han Shaoyan yelled directly, the shopkeeper's Pidianpidian ran over, then left in a hurry, and then brought four hot steamed buns.

"The owner wants to improve the food? Do you want to eat steamed buns to balance nutrition?" Mo Jue raised his eyebrows. The steamed buns were still steaming, and he had already finished his dry food after walking all the way. He reached out to take it, but was stopped by Han Shaoyan down.

"These steamed buns are not for you to eat, I have other uses." Han Shaoyan was serious, and Mo Jue could only withdraw his hand in embarrassment, and sat there alone swallowing.

"Besides eating, what other uses can this steamed bun have? Could it be that you deliberately made this excuse because you don't want me to eat it?"

Mo Jue knows Han Shaoyan's character too well, saying what he said has other uses, in fact, he just wants to keep it all by himself and doesn't want to give it to him, and this inn is his own, so of course he can do something to embarrass Mo Jue things come.

"Do I look like that kind of shameless villain?" Han Shaoyan gritted his teeth, and his eyes became more stern.

"Like." Mo Jue blurted out without thinking.

With black lines on Han Shaoyan's face, he no longer defended himself, his eyes were fixed on Baozi, and his stomach was growling inappropriately, Mo Jue squinted at him, full of smiles.

Han Shaoyan suppressed his desire to reach out for the bun, but the more he suppressed the desire in his heart, the stronger the desire became. In the end, even if he closed his eyes and didn't look at the bun, he still had the bun in his mind.

Han Shaoyan slapped the table violently, scaring Mo Jue.Then he got up from his seat, walked to the counter, talked with the shopkeeper, and then came back.

When he sat down for less than a cup of tea, Xiao Er brought all the good wine and food in the inn. The table was full, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Under the lure of delicious delicious food, Han Shaoyan directly surrendered, picked up his chopsticks and impatiently put some broad beans on his plate, and poured himself another glass of wine.

Seeing that Mo Jue was still sitting there blankly, Han Shaoyan couldn't help teasing, "What? Do you think the food at my station is not good? You can get full just by looking at it?"

This happens to be what this king doesn't like to eat, what do you want me to eat?Mo Jue lowered his head and slandered.There was still a smile on his face, "I'm not very hungry yet."

Mo Jue could only say this, but just after he finished speaking, his stomach growled uncooperatively, and he felt extremely embarrassed.Han Shaoyan didn't care too much, and pushed a plate of pickles in front of Mo Jue, "If you're not very hungry, eat some pickles to relieve your hunger, and you'll be hungry later."

Knowing that Mo Jue was only speaking politely, Han Shaoyan looked at him cooperatively.Mo Jue twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, staring at the plate of pickles with fiery eyes, and suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

It was not the first time for Mo Jue to have dinner with Han Shaoyan, but it was really the first time for him to have dinner with Han Shaoyan in women's clothing.Han Shaoyan was wearing women's clothes, and he looked like a wolf, which made people feel frightened.If there is a woman with such virtues, she probably won't even think about marrying her in this life.

When Mo Jue was still struggling with the plate of pickles in front of him, Han Shaoyan had already eaten all the food on the table, but the four steamed buns were kept there without incident.

"Actually, steamed buns are just pickles, and they taste pretty good."

Mo Jue comforted himself, picked up a little pickle with chopsticks, and reached for a steamed bun. On the other side, Han Shaoyan was wiping the corner of his mouth after eating and drinking. He looked satisfied with the results of the table.

When Han Shaoyan saw that one of the steamed buns was missing, it was already after Mo Jue started.When Han Shaoyan stared at a steamed bun with pickles into Mo Jue's mouth, he couldn't find any suitable words to explain his current mood.

"Didn't I tell you that this steamed bun can't be eaten?" Han Shaoyan said earnestly, with a look of hatred on his face.

"That's right, it's true that the steamed buns don't taste good when they're cold, but luckily I'm not picky about food." Mo Jue just ignored him and ate on his own. Occasionally, because the steamed buns were too dry, he poured them for himself. A glass of wine, took a sip.

"You man, why do you just say you don't listen!" Han Shaoyan sighed, the steamed bun Mo Jue had already been eaten, and he could only ask the shopkeeper to bring another one up.

"Don't you think there's something wrong with your chest?" Han Shaoyan stared at the tube top that Mo Jue had pressed down just now, and rolled his eyes. Since he wanted to pretend to be a woman, how could this chest be so hasty? !How embarrassing it would be for you to say this if it was a fake.

"No, it's just a bit empty, and the wind will cool you down." Mo Jue, a straight man with cancer, said vaguely while eating steamed buns.

Cool when the wind blows?When Han Shaoyan heard this, he almost spit out the sip of wine he had just drank. Mo Jue was able to say such words. Han Shaoyan didn't bother to explain, so he directly took two steamed buns and stuffed them into his chest. The tube top bulged up all of a sudden.

Mo Jue was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and still had a mouthful of steamed buns in his mouth.He really didn't know that steamed buns could be used in such a way.

"It's because you have rich experience. It's my first time wearing women's clothing. I don't know so many ways. I need the owner to show me more."

Mo Jue swallowed the bun in a daze, and then stuffed a steamed bun into his chest.

God damn experienced!It was fine at first, but when he heard Mo Jue's words, Han Shaoyan jumped up, as if it was not his first time to dress up as a woman, and he was more experienced.His status in Shaoyan Villa is also one of the best in Jianghu. If others know that the young owner of Shaoyan Villa has a habit of dressing up as women, how can he continue to mess around in the future.

"Stop rambling, do you still want to find Momo?"

There is no other way, Han Shaoyan directly threatened.