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

He Hongxuan turned his back to Mo Yang, his thoughts drifting away.

The sound of clothes rubbing soon stopped, and for a long time, He Hongxuan did not hear Mo Yang calling him.

"Ok?"

Mo Yang nodded with a smile, and He Hongxuan turned around and found that the person was no longer behind him.

When I looked up, I saw that person lying on the bed with a smile on his face. His crescent-shaped eyes were filled with tenderness. I didn't know how long he had been looking at me.

"You, you are quite self-aware."

He Hongxuan was completely defenseless against Mo Yang right now.

Seeing Mo Yang lying on his bed, he felt a little happy for some reason.

It's crazy!

"Hongxuan, this is my first time at your house. I'm scared to sleep alone."

Hearing this, Xiao Qi in his sea of ​​consciousness shook violently.

Oh my god! What on earth is Saint Ze Xianjun talking about? !

Scared?

Wouldn't this kind of emotion only appear in the people facing Shengze Xianjun? ! !

Xiao Qi just felt that his worldview was collapsing.

It even suspected that the Immortal Lord Shengze had been replaced without its knowledge.

Otherwise, how could such inexplicable and outrageous sentences come out of his cold mouth!

The more it thought about it, the more it felt that the current Mo Yang might no longer be the Immortal Lord Shengze.

After calming himself down, Xiao Qi poked his head out, ready to confirm his guess.

Mo Yang keenly noticed Xiao Qi's sneaky thoughts, clicked his tongue, raised his hand and threw him into the small dark room.

"Yeah, I believe it." That's weird!

He Hongxuan cooperated perfunctorily.

He rubbed his sore forehead, picked up the hair dryer and walked over, "Get up, blow dry your hair before going to bed."

Mo Yang immediately sat up, moved to the bedside with a smile, and just stretched his head towards He Hongxuan, without any awareness of doing it himself.

He Hongxuan didn't hesitate. He turned on the hair dryer and ran his slender and well-proportioned fingers through Mo Yang's hair.

The hair was soft and, because it was still a little wet, it looked black and shiny under the light.

He Hongxuan was in a good mood seeing this, and Mo Yang squinted his eyes in comfort.

After drying his hair, He Hongxuan had just put down the hair dryer when Mo Yang threw him onto the bed.

"Are you a dog?" He Hongxuan was startled and pushed him subconsciously, "You always pounce on people."

"I'll only pounce on you." Mo Yang pressed He Hongxuan under him, supported his upper body with his arms, and looked at him.

"Let go." It feels uncomfortable to be pressed down by someone.

Especially when facing Mo Yang, He Hongxuan always felt like a fish on his chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by him.

He is not yet used to the change in their relationship.

"If you promise me to sleep with you, I'll let you go."

He Hongxuan raised his eyebrows and asked him, "What? If I don't let you stay here, you will be obedient?"

"Yes," Mo Yang nodded seriously, "I always listen to you."

As a weapon, how could it possibly disobey its master?

Mo Yang is only twenty years old, and there is still a childish look on his face. Especially when facing He Hongxuan, all the hostility in his body is restrained, and what is left is a soft, well-behaved and obedient little boy.

He Hongxuan was so touched by the way he nodded seriously and said he would obey, that his heart softened.

Reason told him that all this was just an appearance, deliberately created by Mo Yang to deceive him.

But his body was very honest. Before he could react, He Hongxuan had already lifted the quilt and lay down with Mo Yang.

……

As soon as I touched the bed, Mo Yang came up from behind.

This strong feeling of oppression and a body full of overflowing hormones made He Hongxuan's nerves instantly tense.

"Mo Yang, don't get too close to me."

He Hongxuan's tone of forced calm was full of loopholes, but it was very useful to Mo Yang.

Mo Yang obeyed He Hongxuan's words reflexively.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yang stopped his hand that was halfway raised to hug him, clenched his fist, and silently withdrew it.

"I don't want to do anything. Can't I just hug you?"

Mo Yang muttered softly, sounding full of grievance.

No matter how incongruous this look may seem to outsiders, for He Hongxuan, it is more effective than any panacea!

He just couldn't stand Mo Yang, who looked like he had been wronged by him.

I have watched him grow up, and he has always protected me. When has he ever been wronged?

"Oh~Okay, Mo Yang——"

Mo Yang's actions were one step faster than He Hongxuan's words.

Before he finished speaking, his whole body was like a koala, with all his limbs hanging on He Hongxuan.

"Hongxuan, good night."

Mo Yang held someone in his arms, feeling very happy, with the corners of his mouth raised even when he slept.

He Hongxuan's brows were furrowed, his thoughts were in a mess and he didn't know where to start to sort them out.

Only when he felt Mo Yang's breathing beside his ear did He Hongxuan's heart slowly calm down.

He turned around carefully and used his eyes to slowly depict the face of the person in front of him.

From eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips...

His eyes rested on the slightly pink lips, and He Hongxuan suddenly felt his throat a little dry.

His Adam's apple rolled, and before his consciousness could catch up, his body leaned forward and pressed against the slightly open lips.

The touch and separation made He Hongxuan shocked.

How could he do such a thing to Mo Yang? !

He Hongxuan was so scared that he turned around quickly, but before he could move, Mo Yang seemed to sense something and tightened his arms around He Hongxuan, completely holding him in his arms, so tightly that there was no gap between them.

Forget it, this bastard is too clingy. He Hongxuan is ten years older than him, so he should always give in to him.

He Hongxuan easily convinced himself, reached out to hug Mo Yang back, nestled in his arms and quickly fell asleep.

……

The next day, He Hongxuan woke up according to his biological clock and opened his eyes to see Mo Yang staring at him with his bright eyes.

"morning."

He Hongxuan comforted himself that he had to get used to Mo Yang's gaze and greeted him calmly.

Mo Yang hugged He Hongxuan and rubbed his chin on the top of his head.

“There’s nothing in the fridge at home, so I’m going to have to make do with takeout this morning.

Let’s go shopping in the evening and I’ll cook for you later.”

He Hongxuan raised his eyebrows, "Can you cook?"

The same question, in the same tone, Xiao Qi had asked when Mo Yang opened the refrigerator in the morning.

"Of course." Mo Yang replied with a smile and pulled He Hongxuan up.

When Mo Yang was still a sword, he had just gained spiritual awareness, but he could not distinguish between grains or right and wrong.

He wandered between heaven and earth like a wandering soul, tossing and turning day and night, without knowing his age.

Until he met Emperor Hongxuan and took him in.

He followed Hongxuan to the lower world to travel around the human world. Hongxuan would teach him the truth, show him things, explain the warmth and coldness of human nature to him, and accompany him to see the daily life of ordinary people.

Although Hongxuan didn't know everything that ordinary people in the world knew, it was not a problem for him to just explain it to Mo Yang.

At that time, Mo Yang was still in the stage of exploring the world. He was curious about everything and wanted to do everything by himself.

This includes cooking.

Mo Yang was not exaggerating. As long as Hongxuan mentioned something to him, he knew it.

Not only that, their skills are all at SSS level, which is a level that ordinary people simply cannot achieve.