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

Chen Wan spread his hands and said, "I promised Lu Jinxiu that I would watch over you. With me here, don't even think about doing anything to Lu Zhan again."

The two families are old friends, and it is really unkind of Chen Zhou to do this.

Chen Wan looked at Chen Zhou, whose expression from head to toe showed the words "unsatisfied", and felt very disgusted.

"I say, are you serious?"

"I've been here before, fake?"

Not to mention, Chen Zhou has been abroad for so many years, and his family has never heard of any gossip about him.

Even close friends are few and far between.

Chen Wan thought about it, if his brother was sincere, then it was not impossible for the two families to become relatives.

But his brother's method...

"If you do this, it will be strange if you don't scare people away!"

Chen Wan couldn't help but complain, "You've also seen what Lu Zhan looks like. If you want to be sincere to someone, then show your attitude."

"You always take people to bed. If Lu Zhan doesn't beat you up, he'd be stupid--"

Chen Wan wanted to say that Lu Zhan was crazy, but after blinking, she realized that this seemed to be the case.

She sighed, "Even if you can lure Lu Zhan home, you still have to give an explanation to Lu Jinxiu, right?

Do you really think that little brat is still your figurine, just like when he was little?"

"Get out." Chen Zhou's eyes flashed, and he decisively ordered the guest to leave.

Chen Wan choked, "I didn't go in either!"

boom--

With a loud bang of the door closing, Chen Wan's nose was less than a centimeter away from the bedroom door.

She rubbed her nose nonchalantly, "You have such a bad temper, you deserve not to be able to get a wife."

Chen Zhou stayed in the bedroom for the whole afternoon.

He originally wanted to coax and deceive Lu Zhan, express his feelings to him when he was awake, and then take him to bed.

By then, Lu Zhan would definitely not blame him, and he would have a reason to keep pestering him.

But just now, although I didn't want to admit it, what Chen Wan said did make some sense.

He was too impatient about this matter and did not consider Lu Zhan's feelings. He had to reconsider...

Mo Yang didn't wait for Lu Jinxiu to come home. After they had dinner, they said hello to the housekeeper and went back to He Hongxuan's residence together.

This was Mo Yang's first time visiting He Hongxuan's residence since he came to the small world.

"This place is close to the company, and I live alone on weekdays. I'll go with you to buy daily necessities after get off work tomorrow. You can use mine today."

As He Hongxuan spoke, he bent down, took out a pair of slippers and placed them at Mo Yang's feet.

He was only half a head shorter than Mo Yang, so he should be able to wear slippers.

Mo Yang waited until the door behind him closed before he began to feel uncomfortable.

Although I had lived with Hongxuan before, my thoughts were still pure at that time.

now--

Mo Yang looked at the half of He Hongxuan's fair and delicate waist that was inadvertently exposed when he bent down. He subconsciously touched his nose, cleared his throat, and hummed softly.

He Hongxuan didn't understand what was going on. He looked sideways at him and led him to the door of the guest room.

"You can sleep here tonight. Just make do with it for one night. I'll have my assistant pack up all the things in your villa and send them over tomorrow."

Mo Yang hummed again obediently.

He Hongxuan was surprised. When did Mo Yang become so well-behaved?

Not to mention, He Hongxuan really enjoyed the feeling that Mo Yang would listen to whatever he said.

He was in a good mood and rubbed Mo Yang's head twice with a smiling look in his eyes.

"Okay, go back to the house and wash up. I'll take you to the company tomorrow."

Mo Yang pursed his lips, turned and went into the house, closing the door casually.

All I can say is that it’s too early for He Hongxuan to be happy.

It is impossible to sleep by yourself.

The reason why Mo Yang agreed was to save time and wash up quickly.

So, when He Hongxuan changed into pajamas and came out of the bathroom, he saw Mo Yang, who was leaning against the wardrobe with only a bath towel wrapped around his lower body, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He Hongxuan paused as he stepped out of the bathroom, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should continue taking the next step.

"you--"

Mo Yang was still wet all over, obviously having just come out of the shower.

His hair was wet and drooped limply, neutralizing Mo Yang's originally sharp eyebrows. At this moment, he revealed an indescribable cuteness that made He Hongxuan's heart tremble.

But looking down, Mo Yang's exposed broad chest muscles made He Hongxuan regain some rationality.

Don't be fooled by his deliberately disguised appearance, his solid muscles, and his smooth mermaid line that is hidden all the way under the bath towel.

He Hongxuan clearly understood that Mo Yang's aggressiveness was still there, and it was because he had too thick a filter for Mo Yang that he thought this man was well-behaved and obedient.

"There are no clothes in that room," Mo Yang pursed his lips, "Didn't you tell me that you wanted me to wear yours?"

While He Hongxuan was looking at Mo Yang, Mo Yang's eyes had already been glued to He Hongxuan.

Even when he was talking, his eyes were fixed on He Hongxuan like nails. Mo Yang didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

He Hongxuan said "oh" and lowered his head, trying his best to ignore Mo Yang's look that seemed to want to eat him up. He walked past Mo Yang and opened the closet to get him pajamas.

"Hongxuan, I'm so cold~"

Mo Yang seemed to be really wronged. His tone was weak and he looked at Hongxuan with watery eyes, like a bullied puppy.

"Then quickly put on your clothes--"

Before Hongxuan could turn around and finish his words, he felt a sense of oppression from behind. Mo Yang stuck directly to his back and hugged He Hongxuan in his arms.

His hair, still wet, rubbed against He Hongxuan's neck, feeling a little cold. He Hongxuan tilted his head awkwardly.

"Don't make trouble."

Mo Yang pretended not to hear these two words, his warm breath sprayed on the back of He Hongxuan's neck, and he said weakly in a low voice:

"I won't feel cold if I hold you, Hongxuan. If I sleep alone, I will freeze to death."

……

God damn it's gonna freeze to death.

He was the one standing there like a pillar without any clothes on, and he was the one who said it was cold!

What's more, at this moment, her back was pressed against his chest, hot as a fireball, and even through the thin pajamas, He Hongxuan felt hot!

How did he have the nerve to say that he would freeze to death?

What did that bastard Lu Jinxiu teach Mo Yang during the days when he didn't see him? !

He Hongxuan cursed Lu Jinxiu in his heart, then he closed his eyes and sighed softly.

"Mo Yang, let go and put on your clothes."

Mo Yang's heart tightened when he heard He Hongxuan's somewhat cold voice.

He wanted to be close to Hongxuan, but at most he only dared to hug Hongxuan, and he did so cautiously and tentatively.

Mo Yang didn't want He Hongxuan to be angry because of him. As long as he was a little unhappy, Mo Yang would immediately stop his behavior.

"Oh," Mo Yang let go of He Hongxuan and took the pajamas, "Then don't peek, I'll change clothes behind you."

The voice was soft, with the clearness that is unique to teenagers.

He Hongxuan felt that he might have been poisoned by Mo Yang.

No matter what Mo Yang said, he felt that the child was incredibly well-behaved, and he had an urge to love him more and give him everything he wanted.