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

"I, no, I don't know!"

Ye Hongxuan's face flushed instantly, and he made a messy explanation while shrinking into Mo Yang's arms.

"Hmm?" Mo Yang didn't intend to let him go. He pulled him up and asked Ye Hongxuan to look at him. "Hongxuan forgot that you promised to reward me today."

"Yes, what do you want?"

Mo Yang smiled and said nothing. Suddenly, something appeared in the palm of Ye Hongxuan's hand behind his back. It shook twice and made a pleasant bell sound.

"Hmm?" It was the collar he bought for Xiao Hei.

Ye Hongxuan was very sensitive to this sound. In his dream, when Mo Yang kissed him, his mind was filled with the sound of bells ringing softly.

"Well, I think, let Hongxuan wear it."

"wore……"

This is for cats to wear around their necks, and there is a bell hanging on it...

If it was on my body, wouldn't it make a sound if I moved the slightest?

Ye Hongxuan didn't know what he was thinking about, and his cheeks turned red.

He was still thinking, but Mo Yang beside him had already adjusted the size and got into the quilt.

"what are you doing?!"

Ye Hongxuan felt Mo Yang's palm and the hot breath near his thigh, and was so scared that he almost sat up, but was held down by Mo Yang.

"Wear it here."

Mo Yang stroked the smooth skin under his hand, and as Ye Hongxuan trembled slightly, he put the thing in his hand on his thigh.

In order to comfort him, Mo Yang lowered his head and kissed gently nearby.

"Well……"

Mo Yang crawled out from under the quilt. Ye Hongxuan had already covered his eyes with one hand. The corners of his eyes were bright red, and he bit his lips to prevent himself from making any sound.

"Hongxuan, you're so sensitive."

Mo Yang pressed his whole body on him, took away Ye Hongxuan's hand that was covering his eyes, and kissed him from his forehead downwards little by little.

"Baby, do you want to hear the bell?"

"You," Ye Hongxuan blushed with shame, "I don't want to!"

Mo Yang just smiled, raised his hand to strip off the last piece of clothing on Ye Hongxuan, and said in a seductive voice, "I want Hongxuan to move for me to hear."

……

The clear notes of the bell rang all night long, like the sound of a clear spring in a mountain stream jumping among the stones, tinkling.

Mixed with heavy breathing and sobs that sounded like both joy and pain, it became an intoxicating melody that belonged only to the two of them that night.

The next day, Ye Hongxuan did not get up as expected.

Mo Yang was in high spirits. He took Ye Hongxuan's work to the class teacher Hua early in the morning and asked for leave for Ye Hongxuan.

After delivering the work, he hurried back to his residence.

She first went into the house, hugged Hongxuan who was lying on the bed and kissed him until she was satisfied, then got up and went to the kitchen to cook for Hongxuan.

Mo Yang was in a good mood. While cooking, he was humming a tune from somewhere.

Poor Hongxuan, who was tortured the whole night, had cheeks as red as ripe apples when he slept. I don’t know what he dreamed about, his brows were sometimes relaxed and sometimes frowned.

Ye Hongxuan slept until after noon, and Mo Yang would come to check on him every once in a while.

Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, she used her magic power to go to Mo Shuang and asked Mo Shuang to design a pair of couple rings for them.

He originally wanted to take Hongxuan with him, but he was afraid that it would tire Hongxuan out, so he simply used his demonic power to flash over himself, and it didn't take him long to go back and forth.

Ye Hongxuan woke up not long after Mo Yang came back.

He didn't see anyone around him, so he called out Mo Yang first.

The next second, Mo Yang came into the room with a cup of water, helped the man up and fed him water, put a pillow behind Hongxuan's waist, set up a small table on the bed, and very actively brought over the food.

"I, it's not like I can't walk anymore..."

Ye Hongxuan was speechless. It looked like he had a broken leg.

"I'm afraid you'll be tired."

"Why weren't you afraid that I might get tired last night..."

Ye Hongxuan muttered and glanced at him, then obediently took a sip of soup from Mo Yang's hand.

"That's different."

Just like Hongxuan can cry on the bed but must not suffer any injustice outside the bed, he can be a little tired at night, but he must naturally take good care of Hongxuan at other times.

Mo Yang convinced himself very shamelessly, and eagerly held the bowl to feed Ye Hongxuan.

The two of them stayed at home together all day. When Ye Hongxuan went to class on Tuesday morning, Mo Yang was reluctant to let him go. He turned into Xiao Hei and insisted that Ye Hongxuan take him with him.

Fortunately, before leaving, Mo Yang received a message from Mo Shuang asking him to get the ring. Only then did Mo Yang let Ye Hongxuan go and let him go to school alone.

When he met Huaban at school, Ye Hongxuan was told that his and Ye Hongyu's works had both been accepted by the school and submitted to the competition organizing committee.

Although the school only has one entry for the competition, it is not considered a violation to submit both works. The final result depends entirely on the opinions of the organizing committee.

"This time, Ye Hongyu's work has made great progress. His sketching technique has completely risen to a new level and is much better than before."

Huaban was afraid that Ye Hongxuan would feel uncomfortable, so he said a few more words, "As for you, although your technique is skillful, it is a little immature in comparison. However, your work is freehand, and the expression of artistic conception is unique and distinctive. It is difficult for the school to choose."

"Well, thank you, Mr. Hua."

Ye Hongxuan felt calm and it was easy for him to accept this result.

He didn't really care about winning or losing, and the reason he re-created it was just to give himself another fair chance.

As soon as Ye Hongxuan finished his second class, Mo Yang appeared at the door of his classroom.

As before, she looked at him with a smile on her face.

Ye Hongxuan was surprised for a moment. When he heard Mo Yang say in the morning that he was going to his sister's place, he thought it would take a day for him to come back.

But he quickly realized that Mo Yang was a cat demon, and he must have some magic skills that allowed him to come and go without a trace, so traveling a thousand miles a day was nothing.

"Hongxuan," Mo Yang excitedly took Ye Hongxuan by the hand and led him out, "Are you tired?"

Ye Hongxuan looked at Mo Yang, his eyes flashed dim for a moment, and he said in a light tone, "I'm not tired, there are no classes in the morning, let's go home."

"The food outside is not tasty. I want to eat the food you cook."

When Mo Yang heard Ye Hongxuan say this, he was so happy that he couldn't help but put the ring he had just brought back on him at school.

"This is the style I chose from Mo Shuang yesterday. Mo Shuang made it herself. It has our initials on it."

Mo Yang's eyes sparkled, "Hongxuan, when you have a holiday, we will go abroad to get married, okay?"

"Get married..." Ye Hongxuan was of course willing.

However, there is a huge gap between him and Mo Yang. They don't even belong to the same species...

If I get married now, what will I do when he gets old?

Although he was too old to walk, Mo Yang was still as young and dazzling as he is now. Wherever he went, he was an eye-catching presence.

Will Mo Yang find someone younger at that time? Will he marry someone like he is doing now and spend his life with that person?

When I get old, no matter how unwilling I am, I can no longer control Mo Yang...