[Ordinary Man Quick Wear] There's something wrong with you, Son of Luck

"Lightning, why have you been standing at the door of my bedroom? Didn't you like the nanny's room this morning? Now you are eyeing my bedroom again. I can't give you my bedroom."

The young man said helplessly, stopping Lightning from following him into the room.

There were two bodyguards standing outside the door whom I had never seen before. Did Gu Mengzhou return the person?

Why haven't you taken Lightning out of the villa yet???

Qi Heng pondered.

He watched as Song Yuyue locked the door, as if she didn't want to be disturbed.

Song Yuyue seemed to be talking to herself, "Uncle is missing on the mountain. Meng Zhou and Yu Bai are just about to go to uncle's house to check.

Woo, I won’t go, I believe the uncle must have something important to do before he left…”

After saying this, the young man stretched his muscles.

Was it an illusion or something? Qi Heng always felt that the boy smiled in his direction.

His whole body tensed up, and when he came to his senses he wanted to take a picture, but the young man had already turned his eyes away.

After Song Yuyue changed her clothes in front of the wardrobe, Qi Heng picked up the small camera.

The original owner was both excited and frightened, and he did not forget the warning from his bodyguard Li Jian.

I wanted to stop Qi Heng, but I also expected Qi Heng to take a few more pictures.

Really, why didn’t he take a picture when the handsome man and the beautiful woman came out of the bath?

Such treasures should be kept in a cabinet and treasured for a lifetime!

Qi Heng stayed in bed until late at night, when his stomach started growling. Then he crawled out of the closet and went downstairs to find some food.

Unexpectedly, Song Yuyue on the bed suddenly turned over and faced the sneaky man at the door.

The room was dim, and Qi Heng, with his body stiff, couldn't see clearly whether Song Yuyue had woken up or not.

He probably hasn't woken up yet, Qi Heng thought, otherwise the bodyguards would have captured him long ago.

Lightning squatted at the kitchen door in the middle of the night, staring at him eagerly. It called in a low voice, and its penetrating voice spread throughout the villa.

Fortunately, Qi Heng glared at Lightning a few times and the other party became obedient. He lay down at the door and was very quiet.

The nanny's room was transformed into Lightning's personal tiger's den, and Qi Heng's idea of ​​sleeping in the nanny's room like the original owner was ruined.

Unfortunately, there was no key to the other guest bedrooms in the pile of keys, so Qi Heng could only fill his stomach and then return to the closet in the corner to sleep.

Everything went well...

I ate some inconspicuous food from the kitchen, and before leaving, I felt thirsty, so I poured myself another glass of water.

The water tasted a bit bitter. He sneaked downstairs with his nerves tense the whole time, so Qi Heng didn't pay much attention to this slight difference.

When he lay back in the closet, he felt sleepy all of a sudden. He thought to himself that he was too tired recently and it was time to have a good sleep...

crunch—

The young man who was lying quietly on the big bed propped himself up.

He looked at the corner cabinet door, walked over quietly and opened it.

Deep under the layers of clothes, half of a calf appeared in Song Yuyue's field of vision.

The man he had been thinking about day and night for countless hours finally showed up at his doorstep.

"Uncle, are you... delivering the goods yourself..."

Song Yuyue pulled away the winter clothes that were in the way and leaned closer to Qi Heng who had fallen into a deep sleep.

The man was lying on his side with his legs curled up, the same position as a baby in the womb.

Uncle Qi...insecure?

Do you feel insecure sleeping in his room?

Song Yuyue smoothed Qi Heng's slightly furrowed brows out of concern. Her fingertips paused and then slowly moved down to rest on the man's lips.

My heart is beating so fast.

"Uncle, you are so cute... As long as I am with you, I can take as many pictures as you want..."

Song Yuyue leaned over and gently kissed the man's lips, her eyelashes trembling.

This was his first time kissing someone, and it felt awkward and unfamiliar.

"Why don't you just confess your love to me directly? Why do you have to go through so much trouble?"

Song Yuyue carefully held Qi Heng in her arms and walked towards the big bed.

When Song Yuyue first discovered the man sneaking into the villa through the surveillance camera, she was particularly patient.

But at night, thinking of his uncle lying in the closet, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

The cabinet was cold and narrow, and the floor was hard, making it not comfortable to sleep on.

Song Yuyue can't bear to watch her uncle suffer. If you like him, can't you just confess directly?

I won’t refuse...I might as well give it a try.

Those anonymous confession letters didn't have an address filled in. If I had filled in an address, I would have written a letter agreeing to the confession and mailed it back to him.

The young man gently laid Qi Heng flat on the big bed and covered him with a quilt.

Song Yuyue lay carefully on the side, watching quietly. The more she looked at her uncle's sleeping face, the bigger her smile unconsciously became.

If you don't know her, you'd think she's some crazy nympho.

Live broadcast room—

Anonymous 100 user: Oh no, stop drooling, it's about to flow out, that little brat is staring at me in a daze.

Anonymous 8888 user: I never get tired of seeing uncle's sleeping face. He is so well behaved when he is asleep. I like to kiss him...

Anonymous 222 user: I want to kiss, hug, and lift you up high. I want to get in and kick Song Yuyue next to my uncle away, and then I can do it myself.

Anonymous user: The big guys above please tone it down, cough cough.

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Qi Heng slept until noon the next day.

Wake up, brain dizzy.

The sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains onto Qi Heng's face, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

Wait, it’s so bright, why is he in bed?

Qi Heng, who had just woken up and whose mind was still a little unclear, realized it belatedly.

"!!!"

Did he climb up here while sleepwalking last night? Is it too late to go back now?

His heart was pounding wildly, and a strong ominous premonition enveloped Qi Heng.

He wanted to stand up to check the situation, but his waist suddenly felt tight.

A pair of arms wrapped around Qi Heng.

"Oh, Uncle Qi... I'm so sleepy, let me sleep a little longer..."