How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

"you sure?"

Mo Yang looked at Lu Zhan suspiciously, and the latter nodded firmly.

His brother would definitely not lie to him, and in this villa, only Lu Jinxiu had a wife, so he definitely had a say in such matters.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, Xiao Qi looked at the two people whispering to each other, with an indescribable expression on his face.

It's true that one dares to learn and the other dares to teach!

Xiao Qi raised his head and howled to the sky, feeling that his future was bleak.

So that night, the dignified Immortal Lord Shengze did not stay in Lu Zhan's room obediently, but waited until everyone fell asleep, and then teleported quietly to He Hongxuan's room next door.

Mo Yang stood at the end of the bed, looking at He Hongxuan, who maintained a standard side-lying position even when sleeping, and his fingers hanging by his side moved.

He didn't tiptoe deliberately, but walked to the head of the bed, half-knelt beside the bed, put his chin on the back of his hand, and stared at He Hongxuan without blinking.

He Hongxuan's appearance is not much different from when he was in heaven, except that he has short black hair, which makes him look more human.

Hongxuan in heaven has silver hair that falls straight to his knees.

Because it was too long, Hongxuan was always too lazy to take care of it, so she usually just picked a hair tie and tied it loosely at the back with a hair tie.

Mo Yang doesn't know how to tie his hair, but he is happy to spend time with Hongxuan.

Every time Mo Yang saw Hongxuan's loose hair, he would pull the tie off and stand behind Hongxuan to fix it for a long time, only to end up with it even more crooked than before.

Hongxuan didn't care about these things at all, and let Mo Yang do whatever he wanted. Only when she went out to meet people, she would refuse Mo Yang's request to tie her hair.

Thinking of Hongxuan in heaven, Mo Yang's lips curled up unconsciously, and his expression was gentler than he could imagine.

When he came to his senses, his hands were already gently tracing Hongxuan's eyebrows and eyes inch by inch.

"Only you can always make me sulk." Mo Yang said softly.

If it were someone else, as long as Mo Yang was a little unhappy, he would have taught him a lesson a thousand times worse on the spot.

Usually, these people have only one end - death without a complete body.

Those who are luckier may be able to survive.

But when it comes to Hongxuan, no matter how he makes him angry, Mo Yang can always sulk and then calm himself down, and then continue to stick to him happily.

He thought that all weapons in the world were like this.

As a weapon maker, you can't really argue with your master, right?

"Hongxuan..." Mo Yang called softly, with tenderness and even a smile.

He Hongxuan closed his eyes, and his eyelashes trembled.

The next second, a feeling of oppression came over him, and He Hongxuan's lips were covered with a cold and soft feeling.

It was just a touch away, but it was enough to stir up huge waves in He Hongxuan's heart.

Mo Yang smacked his lips and said ignorantly, "I can't taste it. Try again."

"Mo Yang!"

When Mo Yang bent down again, He Hongxuan couldn't bear it anymore, so he raised his hand and pressed it against Mo Yang's chest to stop him.

"Huh? You're not pretending to sleep anymore?" Mo Yang looked calm, not at all ashamed of being caught. Instead, he smiled at He Hongxuan.

"You--" He Hongxuan didn't dare to look at Mo Yang's gaze, and his eyes wandered around, not knowing where to look.

He really didn't understand why things suddenly turned out like this?

Mo Yang is his adopted son!

In the past ten years, apart from transferring money and quarreling, the two people had no more than ten sentences of normal communication.

Even though Mo Yang was indeed different in front of him these days, He Hongxuan never thought that he would have this idea!

He actually said to himself——

"You step back first!" He Hongxuan pushed Mo Yang's chest in embarrassment, but failed.

"Hongxuan," Mo Yang pressed against He Hongxuan's palm and moved closer to him, "Lu Jinxiu said that if you want to know whether you like another person, you only need to give them a kiss. If it's sweet, then you like them."

Mo Yang gave He Hongxuan a bright smile, "I just tasted it, it's very sweet."

"If you don't believe me, we can -"

"Mo Yang!" He Hongxuan couldn't stand Mo Yang who looked a little abnormal, so he raised his foot and kicked him hard.

Mo Yang didn't expect that this man was serious. He was caught off guard and was kicked to the floor with a muffled sound.

He Hongxuan was startled, afraid that someone would hear him.

After all, the Lu family members all slept on the second floor at night, and their rooms were not far from each other.

There were noises coming from his room late at night, and it was really hard for him to explain when people asked him about it.

"You, get out!"

He Hongxuan now doesn't know how to talk to Mo Yang.

"Why should I go out?" Mo Yang didn't care about that.

"Hongxuan, look at Lu Jinxiu and Ji Yun, don't they sleep in the same room?"

"I want to sleep in the same room with you, too."

Moreover, he and Hongxuan slept together in heaven before.

Although he was placed on the knife rack by Hongxuan in his true form at that time, they were in the same room after all.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" He Hongxuan's mind was confused, he even doubted whether he was dreaming.

Otherwise, how could such an outrageous thing happen?

"They are husband and wife! Mo Yang, I am your adoptive father!"

Perhaps it was the word "adoptive father" that brought some clarity back to He Hongxuan's confused mind.

He ignored Mo Yang on the ground, stood up, put on some clothes, packed up his things and prepared to leave.

"I'll go back first, Mo Yang," He Hongxuan looked at Mo Yang with complicated eyes, not knowing what expression to put on.

"Think about it carefully. If you can't figure it out, don't come to me."

He Hongxuan opened the door without any reluctance, and his wrist was suddenly grabbed from behind.

Mo Yang didn't look at him, his tone was hoarse and deep, "Are you going to abandon me again, Hongxuan?"

He Hongxuan moved his fingers to open the door, but without answering, he walked out swiftly and closed the door without any reluctance.

As the bedroom door opened and closed, the light from the corridor at the entrance was blocked as soon as it came into the room.

Mo Yang's figure flickered, then disappeared into the darkness.

He didn't get up. He sat there, lowered his head, buried his face in his legs, hugged his knees, and sat like that all night.

Before dawn the next day, Ji Yun's cell phone beeped.

In a daze, he stretched out his arm over Lu Jinxiu, who was hanging on him like a giant pillow, and touched his cell phone.

The message above made him roar like a lion the moment he saw it clearly.

"Lu, Jin, Xiu!!!"

Then, there was a pig-slaughtering howl.

The Lu residence, where few people had gotten up yet, looked particularly miserable.

"Wife, wife! If you have something to say, please speak slowly. Even if I die, I will die knowing full well!"

Lu Jinxiu just got up from the floor and picked up the pillow to cover his important parts.

He was kicked awake in his sleep, and his hair was as messy as a bird's nest.

But at this moment, he didn't care about his image, because Ji Yun was staring at him with his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to kill him.

Since their marriage, he has never seen Ji Yunsheng be so generous.

"Lu Jinxiu," Ji Yun pointed at the man in front of him, his chest rising and falling as he gasped for breath, "You've really become more capable!"

"What do you mean, you can only know whether it's sweet after you kiss it?"

"what?"

"Tell me, who else have you kissed besides me? Who else is sweet!!!"