Transmigrating into a Man's Wife: I Share the Pain with the Male Protagonist

"It's warm now." Lu Mingyun said as he put Li Mofu on the bed.

Li Mofu snorted twice to show his disdain, and turned his head and bumped into the bedpost. However, the pain he imagined did not come, but Lu Mingyun pushed him back with a palm.

When he turned around, he saw Lu Mingyun's smug look with an eyebrow raised. "If you keep bumping into things, maybe one day he won't wake up."

Then Li Mofu slapped Lu Mingyun without hesitation. The crisp sound of the slap rang out in the bedroom, and Lu Mingyun was completely stunned.

"Are you awake?" Li Mofu asked unhappily.

Lu Mingyun just stared at him blankly. Li Mofu rolled his eyes and said, "Go back to your room when you're awake! I'm so annoyed!"

"You really are so brave that you dare to do anything after drinking some horse urine. If you don't want moral integrity, I still want it!"

"Did you hear me? Get out of here! When you're fully awake tomorrow, give me the money to compensate me... Hmm..."

Before Li Mofu could finish his words, the angry Lu Mingyun rushed over and kissed him, and the two of them stuck together again.

This time Li Mofu reacted. After all, this was not that cold room, but his warm and cozy home. However, this made him furious.

"Lu Mingyun!" Li Mofu turned his face away and kicked him, but because of his posture, the kick was not in the right place, and Lu Mingyun grabbed his foot.

Li Mofu widened his eyes and slapped him again, "Go away!"

"..." Lu Mingyun gritted his teeth and stared at him, as if he wanted to skin him alive.

Li Mofu's courage soon ran out. He moved his feet, but Lu Mingyun held him so tightly that he couldn't break free.

"...How about I call Mo Zhu in and you play with him?" Li Mofu pushed the bad things onto others. Anyway, the relationship between young masters and servants in ancient times was not ordinary.

Lu Mingyun raised his eyebrows, feeling like he was about to explode with anger. "Am I such a casual person?"

Li Mofu nodded seriously, "Yeah, you just took off my clothes so casually, as if you were going to do it yourself."

“…” Lu Mingyun was so angry that his breathing stopped.

"How can you have two concubines and a bastard son before you even get married?" Li Mofu saw that he was about to faint from anger, and quickly added fuel to the fire.

"Why don't you just come back and bully me after drinking outside?"

"If you are not casual, there will be no one in the world who is not casual."

The corners of Lu Mingyun's mouth twitched again and again, and he clenched his fists to resist the urge to spank Li Mofu.

"Okay, get out of here quickly. I'm different from you. I'm not a casual person. I won't mess around with people who don't have the same thoughts with me." Seeing that he didn't respond, Li Mofu pulled the quilt over him.

Lu Mingyun took a deep breath, pulled Li Mofu's ankles and pulled him out of the quilt, then pressed on him and kissed him again. This time, he pressed Li Mofu's head with his hand to prevent him from hiding.

Li Mofu was forced to lean against Lu Mingyun's chest and tilt his neck back to swallow. His struggle was nothing in Lu Mingyun's eyes, so when Li Mofu bit his lips, Lu Mingyun was stunned for a moment.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Mofu avoided his mouth and breathed deeply, which made his face red and he almost died of suffocation.

Lu Mingyun licked his lips. The smell of blood made him feel a little uncomfortable. In fact, he had become much more sober, thanks to the two slaps from Li Mofu.

He looked at Li Mofu's misty eyes, her lips red from being kissed, and her fair neck wrapped with a few strands of black hair.

Don't want to let Li Mofu go.

Lu Mingyun thought so.

But thinking of what Li Mofu had just said: He was not a casual person, and would not mess around with people who did not share his feelings...

Lu Mingyun hesitated for a moment, remembering another thought he had before, when he thought Li Mofu liked him. So did Li Mofu mean that he should express his feelings?

Lu Mingyun, who was still a little drunk, stayed where he was, and thought Li Mofu was crazy. How could he possibly fall in love with Li Mofu?