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

Just as he was thinking this, Li Mofu seized the opportunity and kicked him off the bed.

"thump!"

Lu Mingyun fell down unexpectedly. Only then did he come to his senses. Before he could say anything, Li Mofu yelled at him, "Get out! You have no conscience. Pay me money tomorrow to make amends!"

Li Mofu said this as he tied himself up with the quilt, sitting on the bed with only his head exposed.

Lu Mingyun looked at him blankly for a while, then stood up and left.

"..." Li Mofu blinked. He didn't expect that this man would leave so easily in the end. He didn't even pull his clothes up properly and wasn't afraid of freezing his stomach.

After a while, seeing that Lu Mingyun showed no sign of returning, Li Mofu straightened his clothes, turned off the lights, and lay down. However, he lay there for a long time without falling asleep, because what happened today was not a good thing.

Li Mofu touched his lips and felt they were swollen. His first kiss... was given to a man.

Forget it, it’s too speechless to think like this, so I just kissed the pacifier.

Li Mofu sighed while comforting himself.

Then I cried inside.

Unexpectedly, Lu Mingyun really wanted to have sex with me. If he wanted to experience the feeling of being anally raped, why didn't he find a partner?

Could it be that Lu Mingyun's strong taste meant he wanted to experience both sides? Or did he think he was so skilled that he only wanted to play by himself?

The more Li Mofu thought about it, the darker his face became. By the time he fell asleep, Lu Mingyun had become a pervert.

If Lu Mingyun knew what he was thinking, his face would be even darker than his.

On the other side, Lu Mingyun left Li Mofu's room in panic and went straight upstairs.

Guozi and Mozhu, who were guarding the door, only heard Li Mofu's cursing from inside, and then Lu Mingyun came out in a daze.

"Young Master, it's cold, you should put your clothes away quickly." Mo Zhu hurriedly chased after him.

Guozi stayed where he was, looking at Li Mofu's bedroom and then at the stunned Lu Mingyun, and then he felt both relieved and conflicted.

Lu Mingyun straightened his clothes as he walked back to his room and closed the door. Mo Zhu was locked outside the door and asked timidly, "Master, do you want some water for a bath? There's no charcoal burning in the room..."

Lu Mingyun's voice soon came from the room, "I'll prepare it later."

So Mo Zhu went to the next room to wait. After a quarter of an hour, Lu Mingyun rang the bell to call for water.

When he was soaking in the water, Lu Mingyun was already very sober. The more sober he was, the more regretful he felt. However, the regret was not for what he had done to Li Mofu, but why he didn't take advantage of Li Mofu's reaction and give him to...

No, he can't really do it himself.

Lu Mingyun washed his face and sighed. Now it was okay. Now his mind was full of Li Mofu’s words, "I am not a casual person. I won’t mess around with people who don’t share the same feelings with me" and "You are a heartless person", which were repeating endlessly and constantly refreshing the screen.

He is now very clear-headed and understands that it is impossible for him to fall in love with a man. At most, he is just playing around.

But why did he care so much about what Li Mofu said? It couldn't be that he really fell in love with her because of some special reason, right?

...Although it was not at all special, they had escaped together, and after being separated from the convoy, their journey to Su County was quite difficult.

Lu Mingyun had a headache. If he had known this earlier, he wouldn’t have gone drinking today!

The next day, Li Mofu slept until noon. When he woke up, his head was dizzy. He curled up in the quilt and called Guozi.

Guozi was feeding the three kittens. Because of Lu Mingyun's tossing and turning last night, he knew that Li Mofu would definitely sleep longer, so he didn't call him.

Hearing Li Mofu's weak call, Guozi put the kitten away and quickly walked in.

"What's wrong, sir?" Guozi asked softly.

Li Mofu wrapped himself tightly, squinting his eyes and speaking in a hoarse voice, "I think I caught a cold."

Guozi was startled and quickly reached out to touch Li Mofu's forehead, "Oh my God, you have a fever!"