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

At this moment, Ji Hongxuan could no longer hear what others were saying.

His mind and eyes were filled with the person who suddenly appeared in front of him as if he had fallen from the sky.

Just like his sudden departure eight years ago, his appearance this time also came without any warning.

"Ayang?"

Mo Yang didn't move, just looked at the man.

Ji Hongxuan became even more certain that there was no one else but Mo Xiaoyang who had this temper.

"Hongxuan?"

"Ok?"

Ji Hongxuan turned around when he heard the voice, without noticing that his eyes were red and even tearful.

"Are you OK?"

The classmates around him were really worried that something might happen to him. The key point was that looking at Ji Hongxuan's appearance, he didn't look like nothing happened.

"No, it's okay."

Ji Hongxuan took a step forward and turned to stand in front of Mo Yang, "This is my brother, I just misunderstood."

"Who is your brother?"

Mo Yang retorted in his heart, pouted, took Ji Hongxuan's wrist and led him out of the hall.

"Ah, Ayang?!"

Ji Hongxuan was startled by Mo Yang's actions, but quickly followed his footsteps.

"Ayang? When did you come back? Why didn't you contact me all these years? Why did you leave without saying goodbye? Do you know that I'm still mad at you?!"

Ji Hongxuan lagged behind half a step and was pulled out by Mo Yang, who kept asking random questions behind him.

He had thought about it countless times in his mind that if Mo Yang came back one day, Ji Hongxuan would definitely question him seriously.

Ask him why he left me, ask him what he thinks of me, and then ask him how he lived when I was not around?

But now, Mo Yang suddenly appeared, right in front of him, and Ji Hongxuan seemed to feel that no matter what he asked, he would not have the confidence.

It's been too long, they've been apart for too long.

Is it really meaningful to ask about things that happened eight years ago?

At least the people are back, back...

"Will you still leave?"

Ji Hongxuan stopped and asked the last question, which had nothing to do with the past but only about the future.

Mo Yang turned around and saw the mist on Ji Hongxuan's eyelids under the dim street light.

Mo Yang wanted to tell him that he would not leave, and that where Hong Xuan was was Mo Yang's home.

But Mo Yang couldn't say anything. He just held the man's wrist tightly and looked at him, just like looking at those photos in the past eight years. A glance lasts for a thousand years, and every moment of Hong Xuan was engraved in his bones.

"Write."

Ji Hongxuan knew that he couldn't speak, but he was very persistent about the answer to the question. He took out a notepad and a pen from his pocket like a magic trick and handed them to Mo Yang.

Mo Yang was obviously pleased by his action. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his previous depression dissipated a lot.

"I'm not leaving. I'm just following you."

"You said that before, Ayang, but you still left me."

Ji Hongxuan was a little unconvinced.

He raised his hand to take off Mo Yang's mask, held Mo Yang's face, and looked into his eyes, as if trying to find something reassuring in his gaze.

"I haven't left. Hongxuan is always in my heart."

"Ok?"

"You don't even call me brother now?"

Mo Yang curled his lips slightly, tilted his head and pecked the palm of his hand covering his face.

Ji Hongxuan's hand trembled, but he did not let go.

"What are you doing? Acting like a spoiled brat? Answer the question properly, or I won't acknowledge you."

When Ji Hongxuan said this, he didn't even dare to look at Mo Yang.

He said this with very little confidence.

Not to mention that Mo Yang has returned now, even if he hadn't come back, Ji Hongxuan had never thought of disrecognizing Mo Yang.

Really useless!

Ji Hongxuan cursed himself secretly again.

"Hongxuan, I came to see you as soon as I got off the plane. I'm so tired and want to sleep."

Ji Hongxuan turned his head to look at Mo Yang's half-drooped eyelids, trying to judge the truth in his words.

"Come home with me first, and I'll explain everything to you when we get back."

Ji Hongxuan still couldn't bear to let Mo Yang suffer even a little bit, so he took him back to his small apartment off campus.

Mo Yang was so happy in his heart, but he didn't say anything. He went back home with the man in an honest and well-behaved manner.

As soon as he entered the room, Mo Yang pressed her into his arms without waiting for Ji Hongxuan to turn on the light.

He buried his head in Ji Hongxuan's shoulder and took a few deep breaths greedily.

Ji Hongxuan was frightened by his actions, but did not push him away.

Because, he also missed Mo Yang...

During these eight years, Ji Hongxuan had rushed to the airport unconsciously and stared at the exit in a daze countless times.

If he hadn't occasionally heard news about Mo Yang from Mingyu's father, Ji Hongxuan really didn't know whether he could have held on until now.

"You didn't want me anymore? What are you doing now?"

Ji Hongxuan was full of grievances when he opened his mouth, but his arms that hugged Mo Yang became tighter and tighter.

When had Mo Yang ever seen Hong Xuan like this?

The voice was soft and aggrieved, as if she was acting coquettishly, but also as if she was complaining, making Mo Yang feel as if he was surrounded by softness.

"How could I not want you? You've always been the only one who doesn't want me." Mo Yang replied to him in his heart.

Perhaps because the two of them were too close, Mo Yang's breathing gradually became heavy.

He was on Ji Hongxuan's shoulders, from his shoulders, to his neck, then to his ears, cheeks, eyebrows, and eyes...

She pecked him lightly with her lips, one by one, as if trying to describe Ji Hongxuan's appearance with each kiss.

"Ayang..."

The hot air exhaled by Mo Yang rushed into Ji Hongxuan's skin.

Ji Hongxuan's voice trembled. He felt hot and numb all over his body from his kiss. He could hardly bear it, but he didn't feel disgusted at all.

"Ayang, what are you doing? I, I'm not just any random person..."

Ji Hongxuan's words were not convincing at all, his voice was tortuous and trembling unnaturally.

No matter what time, he couldn't refuse Mo Yang.

As for his feelings towards Mo Yang, whether he was a brother or something else, Ji Hongxuan had long since lost track.

He only knew that Mo Yang was back now, and when he saw this man, Ji Hongxuan was willing to give him everything as long as he didn't leave again.

But what was Mo Yang thinking?

Ji Hongxuan didn't want to give him a good deal before he was sure.

Thinking of this, Ji Hongxuan pushed the person very lightly, but it didn't have any effect. Instead, it seemed like he was trying to resist but also to welcome.

Mo Yang smiled secretly in his heart, thinking that Hongxuan's awkward look was extremely attractive.

He seemed to chuckle, without any sound, and a stream of hot air came out of his nose, which made Ji Hongxuan's heart tremble, and he opened his mouth and bit Mo Yang's shoulder.

"When a man grows up, he becomes a rogue."

Ji Hongxuan bit the tooth mark hard as if to vent his anger, but seemed a little distressed. He tore open the clothes and licked the tooth marks twice with the tip of his tongue.

pat-

Ji Hongxuan was concentrating on licking Mo Yang's wound when Mo Yang raised his hand and turned on the light in the living room.

Just now when the room was dark and no one could see each other, Ji Hongxuan remained calm.

Suddenly there was light, and I looked back to see myself lying on Mo Yang's shoulder. In front of me was Mo Yang's delicate and smooth skin, with an oval tooth mark abruptly printed on it...

Ji Hongxuan's face suddenly turned red, and he quickly pushed the person away, taking a step back to distance himself from Mo Yang.

What did he just do?

Taking advantage of the dark night and the strong wind, she actually followed Mo Yang...

Mo Yang is still a child and doesn't understand much. Is he crazy too?