Last time, we talked about how Tang Muyan forced Meng Yuegui to perform pole dancing...

Meng blushed as Tang Muyan's gaze made her feel uncomfortable all over.

"Um... you go down first," said Meng Zueguai, as he nudged Tang Muyan.

"If you jump, then I'll come down."

"If you come down, I'll jump." Meng said without thinking, immediately regretting the words as soon as they left her mouth, wishing she could bite her own tongue.

Tang Muyan revealed a meaningful smile, releasing Meng Yuegui.

"Let's begin," Tang Muyan brought over a coat rack, looking at him with a smile that was almost mocking.

Meng Yu frowned and rubbed his nose. "What's the rush? I can't jump in this outfit either."

Tang Muyan nodded thoughtfully and said, "Hmm, I should not wear this outfit. I think naked jumping would be better."

Meng Yuqing gave him a stern look and then turned around to enter the bedroom, locking the door behind her.

"Darling, you better hurry up, or I might end up smashing the door."

Meng Yueren silently returned home, feeling both embarrassed and angry as she tossed her discarded skirt to the side. Now there was a question: "What should I wear to dance?" Belly-baring outfits and ultra-short shorts were out of the question, and clothes that were too casual wouldn't be suitable either.

Meng Yuigui let out a sigh and pulled out a black-and-white short-sleeved shirt and a pair of leather pants from the wardrobe. After changing his clothes, he lingered for a while, then walked out following Tang Muyan's half-threatening, half-coaxing words.

Tang Muyan raised the corner of his mouth, showing his approval of Meng Yu's behavior of wearing the leather pants he had given her.

Meng Yegui glanced at the clothes rack that had been dismantled, leaving only a single pipe, and let out a heavy sigh.

"Let's begin." Tang Muyan sat on the sofa, crossing his arms like a boss. On the coffee table, there was also a bottle of red wine he had scavenged from Meng Yue's kitchen.

Meng Yuezhi pursed her lips and said, "Um... Shall I begin?"

"Um... wait a moment." Tang Muyan stood up and turned on the switch of the multicolored lamp on Meng Yuegui's wall, turning off the fluorescent light. Instantly, the room was shrouded in an ambiguous atmosphere filled with whispers and laughter.

"Sweet Milk, you have quite a complete set of equipment."

Meng Yegui's face turned green and white alternately, wishing for Tang Muyan's demise.

Tang Muyan ignored Meng Yuegui's murderous gaze and played a lively dance music, then sat back down on the sofa.

Meng Yuigui forced himself to calm down, he exerted strength on his arm and wrapped his slender white legs around the steel pole. He started with some basic moves. He twisted his waist, swung his hips, and kicked his legs high. As the music reached its climax, Meng Yuigui's movements became frantic. Like a colorful twisting snake, and like a seductive demon leading people into hell.

Tang Muyan finally understood what it meant to be a "rare beauty". That slender waist, perky buttocks, and fair tender skin made Tang Muyan wish he could devour it right away.

Tang Muyan's Adam's apple moved slightly as he licked his dry lips.

"This is going to shorten my lifespan... " Tang Muyan muttered unconsciously.

Meng Yu was about to leave before the music ended, but she stopped in the scorching gaze of Tang Muyan.

Tang Muyan stood up and wrapped his arms around Meng Yuegui's waist, saying, "Darling, you're simply an enticing little fairy."

"Let go!" Meng Ruigui's tone was unpleasant as she struggled in Tang Muyan's embrace.

"Tang Muyan, are you upset?" Tang Muyan tilted his head to look at Meng Yuegui, his tone as gentle as can be.

Meng Yuguiren pursed his lips, appearing as if he did not want to speak.

"Be good, don't be angry, okay?" Tang Muyan gently tousled Meng Yuegui's hair and then kissed his face affectionately.

"Let go of me." Meng Ruigui gently pushed him, her voice soft as if she were acting coquettishly.

Tang Muyan let go of his hand, while Meng Yuegui turned around and sat on the sofa.

"Come, let me pour some wine for you, Madam," Tang Muyan said as he poured some red wine into the tall goblet in front of Meng Yuegui, and then poured some for himself.

"Who is your wife?" Meng Rui guai muttered under his breath.

Tang Muyan reached out and tousled Meng Yue's head, expressing his discontent.

Meng Yuguiren used his hand to tidy up his hair that had been maliciously messed up, and then gave Tang Muyan a thumping punch.

"Baby, you really have quite the audacity." Tang Muyan grabbed Meng Yuegui's hand, who had tried to continue causing trouble, and gently bit it with his teeth.

Meng Yuangui furrowed his brows, disgustingly shook the nonexistent saliva off his hand.

Tang Muye pretended not to notice and picked up the wine glass, taking a sip. The emerald-colored pupils in his eyes shimmered with an almost eerie light, but unfortunately, Meng Yuegui didn't pay any attention to it.

"Yu Gui, I like you." His voice was deep, carrying a tempting undertone. Meng Yu Gui's heart skipped a beat. The words "Yu Gui" uttered from Tang Muyan's mouth seemed to possess a magical power, especially when followed by the four words "I like you."

"Sweet milk, where's yours?"

"Ah?"

"Where is your confession?"

Meng Yuguilian hesitated for a moment, then his face immediately turned red. He said, "This... This is not a transaction, why do we have to talk about it?"

"Sweet milk, be good and say it."

Meng Yueling tightly closed her lips after hearing this, as if afraid that her words would escape from her mouth if she didn't do so.

Tang Muyan laughed out loud, reaching out to pinch Meng Yuegui's smooth and tender cheeks.

"Tsk, stop teasing me all the time."

"You are my beloved, if I don't tease you, then who will?"

"Go bother someone else." Meng Yuegui shot him a disdainful glance.

"Sweetheart, let's go freshen up. It's getting late."

"Mm."

……

When Meng Yu Gui woke up in Tang Mu Yan's embrace, he felt somewhat overwhelmed. It wasn't because he had slept in Tang Mu Yan's arms, but rather because he had strangely become accustomed to it.

Meng Yue, who was feeling restless, irritably woke Tang Muyan up...

"What's wrong, baby?"

I'm hungry, go cook some food.

"Yes, I will comply." Tang Muyan smiled as he sat up, got dressed, and walked out.

Meng Yuegui watched Tang Muyan's back receding and, while reproaching himself for abandoning his habit of waking up early, also pondered what delicious food he could eat this morning. After emptying his mind for a while on the bed, Meng Yuegui got up and went to freshen up.

Baby, today you are having milk and oat porridge and piggy buns.

"Mmm." Meng Yuezhi wiped his face clean and hummed a song as he walked to the dining table.

The sunlight poured in, and the passing of time inside the house was tranquil...