Tang Muyan picked up a hairdryer with his left hand and gently adjusted Meng Yuegui's hair, blowing warm air onto it. The soft warmth mixed with his cool fingertips. The noise from the hairdryer seemed to be unable to drown out Meng Yuegui's heartbeat.

After drying his hair, Tang Muyan lowered his head and sniffed lightly, smiling as he said, "What shampoo did you use? It smells so good." With a blush on her face, Meng Yuegui lifted her buttocks and quickly ran to the side.

Tang Muyan laughed as he tidied up his hair. It had been aired out for too long, so it was almost dry without blow-drying it.

"Darling, put on an undershirt after you finish bathing," Tang Muyan teased, rubbing up against her with a wicked smile.

"Could it be that the undershirt is the one you've worn before?" Meng Yu Gui looked at him with disdain.

"Uh, I've already washed up."

"So what you're saying is that it was indeed you who wore it? You pervert!"

"Sweetheart, put it on," Tang Muyan winked, "If you don't wear it, my uncle will wash all your other clothes."

Meng Yuanguichaidian er tu xue, zhen shi ren zhi jian ze wu di.

Meng said, almost spitting blood out in anger. Truly, when it comes to being shameless, there is no one who can surpass him.

"Baby~"

"Alright, alright, I'll go change." Meng Yuiguai said as he turned and entered the house. When he came out again, Tang Muyan felt like he needed to replenish his blood. Meng Yuiguai had just washed his hair, and it was straight and smooth, his skin as fair as fresh milk. His pair of peach blossom eyes were filled with a lively sparkle, his face flushed with a rosy glow. He was wearing an oversized shirt that barely covered his buttocks, and because he felt embarrassed, he also carried a rabbit plush toy.

Well, actually, the doll couldn't resist the long legs and became even cuter.

"Darling, are you trying to seduce me?" Tang Muyan stood up and walked over, pinning him against the wall.

"Darling, why do I feel... like we're playing some kind of shameful play?" Tang Muyan's voice was low and sexy, his pair of azure eyes never leaving him.

"It's only because you threatened me to wear it," Meng Yu Gui said, lowering her head and instinctively biting her lip.

"Sweetheart, I only said I wanted you to wear it, but I never said you could only wear this one."

"You..." Meng Yuigui was at a loss for words for a moment. It was truly a situation where a scholar encounters soldiers; reasoning would not make things clear.

"Baby, you look really good." Tang Muyan whispered softly into Meng Yuegui's ear, a slight upward curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Alright, it's time to go to bed," Meng Yuehui said as he evaded him and hurried into the bedroom.

Tang Muyan chuckled lightly and swaggered into the room.

"Darling, are you in such a hurry to get into bed?"

"You can choose not to sleep."

"Sweetheart, I'm here." Tang Muyan said as he climbed onto the bed.

Meng turned around and stared at him, saying, "Why do I feel like this is so dangerous?"

"Okay, I won't do anything to you." Tang Muyan's smile was faint as he watched Mo Ming, who inexplicably felt at ease.

"Muyan..." Meng Ruigui called his name for the first time in such a manner, his tone unusually serious. "Muyan, you wouldn't discriminate against someone just because they have a unique preference, right?"

"No."

"Muyan, no matter what, I still want to thank you." Meng Ruigui smiled faintly as she pursed her lips, reaching out to gently trace his eyebrows.

Tang Muyan held onto his restless hand. "Darling, you don't need to thank me, just show your gratitude with your body."

Meng Yuegui gave Tang Muyan a glance and turned around to prepare for sleep. Tang Muyan hugged Meng Yuegui and held him tightly. Despite Meng Yuegui's struggles, he eventually gave in...

The next day, the morning light streamed in. Tang Muyan propped his head up with his hand, staring absentmindedly at Meng Yuegui.

The Great King proudly entered the room and made a move to jump onto the bed. Tang Muyan glared at him, a flash of red light appearing, causing the Great King to reluctantly flee the scene. After a while, Meng Yuegui's hand moved about, and his eyes slowly opened. In a dazed state, he saw what seemed to be a person next to him, and he grinned with an open mouth. In fact, this was a habit from his school days. Whenever it was time, his mother would sit by the bed and call him to wake up, and he would smile back at her. In this moment, Meng Yuegui, in his daze, reawakened this previous habit.

Tang Muyan's heart trembled three times, the little guy was simply too cute.

Meng yuegui coughed twice, and became somewhat awake. Rubbing his unkempt hair, he sat up.

"Sweetheart, wake up." Tang Muyan smiled happily, "Sweetheart, I've cooked porridge for you."

Meng Yuezui Qi listened intently and immediately sobered up. He put on his slippers and rushed towards the kitchen.

"Tang Muyan! Are you cooking porridge? Why does it look more like rice soup to me?"

"Baby, this is something I worked hard for since early morning."

Meng gave him a white glance and quickly heated two small millet pancakes, two mini custard buns, and poured two bowls of porridge.

"Darling, you are truly virtuous and thrifty."

"Misplaced praise. I am incapable and unable to cook."

"What are these millet cakes and custard buns?"

It was made by my cousin Xuan, and he delivered it to me yesterday. He made a lot of them, and I want to have it heated before eating.

"He did it himself?"

"That's right, my brother Xuan has a chef certificate."

"Is he a chef?"

"She's a company manager, the chef certification was just a casual thing for her."

Tang Muyan raised an eyebrow and said, "Could it be that you learned it just because of me?"

"What are you thinking?" Meng Yuegui glanced at him and retorted, "I am multitalented, you know."

After they finished their meal, Tang Muyan conscientiously cleaned up the plates and bowls. Meng Yueguo sat down on the sofa and played with two little cats.

Tang Muyan finished washing up and sat beside Meng Yueru.

"Darling, I..." Before the words could be finished, the doorbell rang.

"Delivery!"

"Ah, you're here."

"Darling, today..."

"Delivery!"

"Ah, you're here."

"Baby, you..."

"Delivery!"

"Tsk, darling. Just how much did you buy?"

"It's all your fault too. If you didn't raise these two cats, we wouldn't have to spend money on their supplies."

"Why aren't you blaming your Xuan ge?"

"Just wait a moment. How did you know that Mu Mu was given to me by Xuan ge?"

"Er... just a guess." Tang Muyan averted his gaze and helped with unpacking the delivery. The two of them were busy for a while before finally tidying up. Meng Yueguo, being extremely polite, invited Tang Muyan to leave.

Tang Muyan strolled out of the residential area, sighing and muttering, "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to strive."

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