My Mr. Monster

"What are you writing?" Lu Xuan looked at the crooked words written by Han Song curiously.

Han Song touched his neck sheepishly, and said with a hint of shame in his voice, "It's just some daily stuff, but I can't write some words."

"Yes, I can. You can tell me what the word is." Lu Xuan was very enthusiastic and seemed ready to show off his skills.

Han Song didn't dampen Lu Xuan's spirits. He sincerely told Lu Xuan about the words he wanted to write. Lu Xuan took his notebook and picked up the pen. Then he looked at the words he wanted to write. It was the first time he had seen such beautiful calligraphy.

"Your handwriting is very beautiful." Han Song sincerely admired Lu Xuan.

"I wrote too much, so it's like this." Lu Xuan felt a little embarrassed by the compliment, especially since Han Song was reading it so seriously.

However, compared with Han Song's handwriting, my own handwriting is indeed very beautiful. It is true that there is no harm without comparison.

What Han Song wants to record is simple and clear: what he ate, what he saw, what the weather was like, and how he felt.

"If you don't know how to write it, you can come to me, Wu Yang... he should be able to do it too." Lu Xuan said after a moment of silence.

Han Song smiled and nodded, "Wu Yang is very smart, but I just haven't discovered it yet."

Lu Xuan expressed his full agreement. If Wu Yang was not smart, he would not be able to use the mobile phone by himself. Besides, he is his man. Even if Wu Yang is not smart, he will praise Wu Yang for his intelligence in front of others.

I don’t ask anything else, the only thing I want to ask is that a man cannot be called stupid.

"Let me tell you, Wu Yang is actually a very good person. He's not as…"

Han Song was inexplicably drawn into Lu Xuan's conversation. He described Wu Yang's bad habits as if they were gilded, turning the bad into the good. Han Song felt a little sleepy as he listened, while Lu Xuan smiled happily and spoke vividly, seemingly unleashing a conversation.

Han Song listened to the extravagant flattery, as if Wu Yang was no longer the Wu Yang he remembered, just as if a beggar had become a well-educated rich second-generation man in Lu Xuan's story...

He watched Lu Xuan praising Wu Yang endlessly and without repeating himself, thinking that those who had a partner were indeed lucky. Lu Xuan was quite impressive. Putting aside the question of whether he was being unscrupulous, just praising one's partner without repeating himself required a thick skin.

Han Song listened, nodding and agreeing softly. He didn't know how long it took before he was so tired from Lu Xuan's endless speech that he didn't even know how he fell asleep.

Wu Yang yawned as he emerged from his room, helpless as he watched the two people sleeping soundly beside the now-diminished fire. Returning to his room, Wu Yang grabbed a blanket and covered them briefly. Then, sitting quietly by the fire, he began adding firewood. Song Li occasionally woke, but upon seeing Wu Yang's back, she fell back asleep.

The sun rises, and the golden sunlight scattered on the window sill seems to be coated with a layer of gold, and the breeze is blowing gently.

Lu Xuan's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes. What came into view was the clear outline of Wu Yang. The golden morning sun dyed his whole body golden, and for a moment he looked extremely dreamy.

Lu Xuan blinked and thought he was still dreaming, until Wu Yang turned around and looked at him with his back to the light, smiling. In that instant, Lu Xuan felt as if his life was worth it.

Being so seductive so early in the morning... it was too unethical for a man. Lu Xuan tried his best to control his reaction. Later he realized that the blanket on him and Han Song were still sleeping on him. At this moment, the place was still very quiet. They were the only two awake.

When did Wu Yang wake up? No... when did I fall asleep?

Lu Xuan immediately asked Wu Yang using lip language: When did you wake up?

Wu Yang chuckled and pointed at him, pretending to sleep, then pointed at Lu Xuan...

Full marks for sign language...

Lu Xuan actually understood it without any problem...

Lu Xuan opened his mouth again and asked: Aren’t you sleepy?

Wu Yang shook his head and turned around, looking at the rising sun outside the window.

Lu Xuan got annoyed when he saw it. He picked up a small stone and flicked it lightly, and it dropped at Wu Yang's feet. Wu Yang was stunned when he turned around after hearing the sound.

Wu Yang, full of questions, looked at Lu Xuan, opened his mouth and said in lip language: Kiss me.

Wu Yang was stunned at first, as if he was shocked and at a loss about Lu Xuan's behavior. He had already resisted the urge to go over, so why did Lu Xuan still seduce him?

Wu Yang looked at the thin lips, then at Lu Xuan's eyes that seemed to be shining with anticipation. He glanced at the sleeping person, took a deep breath, made up his mind, and walked over quietly.

Wu Yang came to Lu Xuan and knelt on one knee, holding his face and kissing him, then whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Seducing people so early in the morning."

Lu Xuan licked his lips, still feeling a little unsatisfied, but seeing so many people around him, he endured it.

Han Song beside him moved slightly, and Wu Yang was startled and quickly stepped back. Lu Xuan also closed his eyes in panic and pretended to be asleep.

As expected, Han Song woke up quickly. He saw Wu Yang's eyes glancing at Lu Xuan beside him, and he quickly figured out his situation.

Fell asleep...

He looked at Lu Xuan, then carefully supported Lu Xuan's head, slowly moved his body away, and quickly placed the backpack on the ground for Lu Xuan to use as a pillow.

Seeing this, Lu Xuan couldn't pretend anymore and frowned slightly. Han Song's body stiffened and he looked at Lu Xuan stiffly, blinking at him with his watery eyes.

Han Song: ...

"Why don't you continue to rest?" Han Song said in a low voice.

Lu Xuan's eyes shifted, and he looked at the sunlight outside and said, "I've had enough sleep."

They both sat up stiffly. Wu Yang raised his brows slightly, feeling somewhat helpless as he watched the dramatic performance. "Couldn't you just open your eyes? Why did you have to do this?"

"When did I fall asleep?" Han Song asked Wu Yang.

Wu Yang said unhappily, "It's so nice to have someone else's wife to sleep with. She fell asleep in no time."

Han Song's mouth twitched rarely, and his still somewhat confused mind instantly cleared up. He quickly waved his hands and explained: "No, I really don't have that kind of thought about Lu Xuan, don't think too much about it."

Lu Xuan also rolled his eyes at Wu Yang. What a silly guy! He just woke up and was in a daze, so why did he drop a bomb on someone?

Han Song looked at Wu Yang's distrustful expression and turned to Lu Xuan for help. Lu Xuan sighed, tugged at Wu Yang's clothes and said, "Ignore him. He's just boring. I'll go teach him a lesson."

Han Song watched the two of them run away in the blink of an eye. Because the noise was a little loud, Song Li had already sat up straight and looked at him in a daze. Chen Tianle blinked and looked around vigilantly while holding the knife.

Han Song: ...