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

"No!" Ye Hongxuan shook his head anxiously, "I won't."

"Oh?"

Mo Yang curled his lips, pulled Ye Hongxuan to sit on the sofa, and let him sit on his legs, "Why are you so sure, Hongxuan?"

Ye Hongxuan moved on Mo Yang's legs and his voice became much softer. "I, I am——"

Seeing his Hongxuan stuttering, Mo Yang's smile deepened, but in order to get him to speak, he had to hold back his laughter.

Ye Hongxuan lowered his head, immersed in his own thoughts, mainly because he was too shy to speak, especially under Mo Yang's gaze.

He raised his head and pursed his lips, then suddenly threw himself into Mo Yang's arms and hugged him, resting his head on Mo Yang's shoulder and burying his face like an ostrich.

"I like you first, and then accept your kindness."

Ye Hongxuan's voice was soft but firm, and Mo Yang heard it clearly.

Perhaps afraid that Mo Yang didn’t understand, Ye Hongxuan added, “If, if someone else wants to be nice to me, I will definitely say thank you to him and then reject him. I really -” like you.

Ye Hongxuan did not say the last three words, as Mo Yang blocked them with his lips and swallowed them all.

How could a person who always likes to isolate himself from the whole world easily accept the kindness of others?

Only Ye Hongxuan himself knows how much he likes Mo Yang.

"Good boy Hongxuan, you know how to seduce me."

Mo Yang's voice was low and hoarse, and he wished he could tear the person apart and eat him right now.

But thinking that Hongxuan still had to finish his work over the weekend, and afraid that Hongxuan would be tired, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

"I didn't," Ye Hongxuan panted a little, with a faint red at the corners of his eyes, "I'm just being realistic."

"Well, baby, are you afraid of pain?" Mo Yang asked this question for no reason.

"Ah?" Ye Hongxuan looked confused. "W-what hurts? I, um——"

Mo Yang directly pushed Ye Hongxuan down on the sofa, pressed down aggressively, and blocked his lips again.

What to do? No matter what Hongxuan said, Mo Yang would only become more passionate and want him more.

But Hongxuan in this world is a little crybaby, shedding tears at the slightest provocation. If Hongxuan cries under him——

Mo Yang closed his eyes, quickly dispelling the increasingly outrageous images in his mind, and restrainedly locked lips with him.

Ye Hongxuan was just like a little kitten in front of Mo Yang, with no ability to fight back. He didn't know how to resist no matter what Mo Yang did to him.

Instead, he hugged Mo Yang's neck, as if letting Mo Yang do whatever he wanted.

Mo Yang was almost hooked to death by Hong Xuan. The longer they kissed, the thirstier he felt and he just wanted more.

"Baby……"

Mo Yang used the greatest self-control in his life to separate himself from Ye Hongxuan.

He lay on Ye Hongxuan's shoulder, both of them were breathing heavily, their eyes had lost some clarity.

"Don't look at it like that," Mo Yang raised his hand to cover Ye Hongxuan's eyes, his voice extremely hoarse, "It's like inviting me."

Ye Hongxuan swallowed his saliva, licked his still warm lips with the tip of his tongue, and moved his hand on Mo Yang's waist upwards.

"Mo Yang," Ye Hongxuan's voice was still light and hoarse, "This is our new house."

"Hmm." Mo Yang said with difficulty.

Ye Hongxuan tilted his head and gently kissed Mo Yang's ear, "So now, we should have the wedding night."

"..."

Mo Yang's Adam's apple rolled dryly, and he propped himself up with his arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll carry you to the bed, baby, don't cry."

As the sky gradually darkened, rising and falling sounds soon came from the house, which aroused people's imagination.

But soon, it was mixed with sobbing.

"Mo, Mo Yang, woo~"

"Don't cry, Hongxuan, please..."

The more Hongxuan cried, the more Mo Yang wanted to bully her...

In ancient times, red candles would be burned in the bridal chamber until dawn.

That night, the sound in the bedroom was like a red candle, which gradually subsided after the daylight came.

Mo Yang looked at Hongxuan, whose body was covered with bruises in his arms, and his heart softened. He felt pity and care for him, and pecked his cheeks lightly.

But I didn't dare make too much noise, for fear of waking up the little one who had just fallen asleep.

"Well……"

Ye Hongxuan seemed to be disturbed, humming and shrinking into Mo Yang's arms.

Mo Yang quickly patted the person to comfort him, "Be good, I'm here, I'm here."

Such a Hongxuan is really rare. Since Mo Yang came to this world, he has even less time to act coquettishly with Hongxuan. He only wants to love this person well.

She was afraid that Hongxuan had been wronged by her and that she didn't love him enough.

He tightened his arms again, pulled Ye Hongxuan into his arms, listened to his shallow breathing, and gradually fell asleep together.

When Mo Yang woke up again, it was already afternoon. The person in his arms was still sleeping, perhaps because he was too tired.

Anyway, I can't go to school today, but Hongxuan is so smart, so it shouldn't have much impact.

Mo Yang was very calm. He thought about it and decided to get up and make something to eat for Hongxuan.

But as soon as he moved, the person in his arms climbed on him with great insecurity, hanging on him with all four limbs, making it difficult for Mo Yang to think.

"I didn't realize it before, but it turns out Hongxuan is actually an octopus."

Mo Yang looked at Ye Hongxuan's slightly trembling eyelashes and chuckled.

Ye Hongxuan still had his eyes closed, but after Mo Yang finished speaking, he kept burrowing his head into Mo Yang's arms.

"Baby, stop drilling. You'll be suffocating soon."

Mo Yang pulled the person out and lifted him up, and Ye Hongxuan then opened his eyes awkwardly.

Maybe it was because he had been crying for too long, Ye Hongxuan's eyes were still red and a little swollen. Mo Yang felt sorry for him and kissed him on the eyes.

"I'm going to cook for you. It's still early. You should sleep for a while, or you won't have energy."

"No, hug." Ye Hongxuan spoke, his voice very hoarse.

Mo Yang opened the bottle of water on the bedside table, took a sip and held it in his mouth, then lowered his head and passed it to Ye Hongxuan.

"Well...I drink it myself."

"No, I'll feed you."

Mo Yang was feeding him water while talking about it. Whenever Ye Hongxuan opened his mouth, the tip of his tongue would always take the opportunity to invade Hongxuan's mouth, stirring Hongxuan's soft little tongue, again and again, never getting tired of it.

"Hongxuan is really sweet." Mo Yang chuckled.

"You just like to bully me." Ye Hongxuan pursed his lips and muttered softly.

"I love you."

After waking up, Mo Yang used his magic power to comfort Ye Hongxuan. He didn't feel any discomfort on his body, but he just had no strength.

But Hongxuan hadn't eaten for nearly a day and a night. Mo Yang felt really bad for him and patiently persuaded him.

"You can sleep for a while while I go cook, okay? You need to eat, or you'll be starving."

Ye Hongxuan moved his arms, looked at Mo Yang's almost pleading eyes, and nodded, "Then you are not allowed to leave for too long."

"Okay, I promise it will be quick. I'll come back and call you later."

After getting permission, Mo Yang hugged Ye Hongxuan and kissed him again before getting up from the bed.

Worried, she turned around and tucked the quilt around Ye Hongxuan, gently admonishing him, "Be good and wait for me."

Finally walked out the door.