My Mr. Monster

Lu Xuan and his companions returned overnight, and as usual, he saw the figure by the campfire late at night. Han Song was looking at the fire, but unlike before, he wasn't afraid of the flames going out; he simply couldn't sleep.

With Lu Xuan, he could even bring convenient things like lighters to light the fire, so he wouldn't have to watch the fire every day, unless it was a very cold day and the fire couldn't be extinguished.

Hearing the noise, Han Song immediately looked in the direction of Lu Xuan and the others. Seeing Wu Yang fiddling with the wings behind him that were faintly visible in the dark, Han Song couldn't help but be stunned.

How come you have grown wings after not seeing you for a few days?

"Where did you go?" Han Song asked. "You didn't even have dinner."

"Let's spend the night together." Wu Yang waved his hand and retracted his wings. At first glance, it seemed as if he had never had those wings.

"I left some food... Do you want to eat it?" Han Song asked.

Lu Xuan was a little hungry. He looked at Wu Yang and shook his head: "No, I'd better go back and rest for a while. My own bed is more comfortable."

After saying that, he wanted to pull Wu Yang away. Wu Yang just glanced at Lu Xuan and said, "I'll go up later. You go back first."

Lu Xuan took a look and nodded, "Well, come back early."

"Um...is there anything you want to say?" Han Song asked silently. He felt panic and uneasy about Wu Yang's sudden decision to stay.

"Tsk tsk tsk, aren't you welcome?" Wu Yang asked.

"I dare not..." Han Song was embarrassed. Perhaps it was because he had talked too much with Lu Xuan behind his back. He was really guilty now. Wu Yang might check Lu Xuan's phone.

Han Song also didn't trust Lu Xuan. With his personality, Wu Yang might tell him all their secrets if he acted coquettishly.

"Why doesn't your husband come out to accompany you?" Wu Yang asked casually.

"He's resting. He might be a little tired recently," said Han Song.

"I really can't tell. He's obviously as weak as that pretty boy Lu Xuan, but he can torment people with one trick after another." Wu Yang said.

Han Song seemed to have thought of something, his ears instantly turned red, and he tried to explain: "I'm not that..."

Han Song hesitated to speak. At this moment, Wu Yang looked at him as if to say, "I don't believe you, pervert." This made Han Song's usually calm personality suddenly collapse a little.

"Tsk, I don't want to discuss those things with you. Where's the food you left for me? I'll send it to Lu Xuan." Wu Yang said.

"The food in the insulated box over there might not be enough for you and Lu Xuan to eat..."

"Got it." Wu Yang turned around and took a few steps before seeing a blue insulated box.

Lu Xuan huddled in his nest wrapped in a quilt, staring at the door curtain at the cave entrance, but saw no sign of Wu Yang returning. Only a small night light was on to set the mood.

Finally, there was movement at the door curtain. Lu Xuan looked over and saw Wu Yang holding a blue box in his hand with a smile on his face.

"Let's eat something." Wu Yang said, "I guess you're exhausted, right?"

Lu Xuan looked at the box and then at Wu Yang, "Give it to me. What about you?"

If we have to talk about physical exertion, Wu Yang's physical exertion should be greater, body shape-shifting, flying, carrying himself everywhere...

Lu Xuan wasn't so arrogant as to have to fight for a meal. He said, "Eat it yourself. I'm not hungry."

Wu Yang was dumbfounded, this was something he had specially brought for him to eat.

"What do you mean you're not hungry? I brought this food specially for you. Aren't you giving me any face?" Wu Yang glared at Lu Xuan.

"Then let's eat together." Lu Xuan said.

Wu Yang thought about it and nodded: "Then you have to feed me, I brought the food."

"You are so arrogant."

Han Song stayed for a while and then went straight back to his room. The window was open and the thick moonlight poured in, so he could vaguely see the outline of the person on the bed.

"You're back~" Xu Zhiyi turned over in a daze when he heard the noise, and looked sideways at Han Song who was standing still.

Han Song looked at the person in the moonlight. No wonder there were such words as "To die under the peony flowers, even as a ghost you will still be romantic".

Xu Zhiyi was particularly fond of sleeping naked. No matter how cold it was, he would just cover himself with the quilt, not even wearing pajamas, just underwear. Han Song didn't know what words to use to describe the scene before him, which made him want to be impulsive. He bit his lip and sat down on the bed.

Xu Zhiyi took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. As soon as he entered the door, he saw this rare scene.

"Why aren't you talking?" Xu Zhiyi woke up a little, and his voice was no longer sleepy, but clearer.

"Yeah." Han Song put his hands on his thighs and did not respond.

Xu Zhiyi looked at Han Song in confusion. He didn't turn on the lights, and only moonlight shone in, making the whole room seem covered with a layer of gauze.

He couldn't see what Han Song's expression was, and thought he had offended him in some way, until Xu Zhiyi accidentally glanced somewhere and realized that he had really offended him.

Xu Zhiyi had the idea of ​​teasing Han Song. In the past, he never dared to imagine that he would take advantage of a man one day, let alone think that he would touch a man.

Han Song suddenly felt a weight behind him. He could feel the body temperature of the person behind him through his clothes. He turned around to look at Xu Zhiyi and saw him lying lazily on him with his arms around his waist.

"You...what are you doing?" Han Song didn't quite understand what Xu Zhiyi meant.

"Are you my boyfriend?" Xu Zhiyi leaned her head on Han Song's shoulder and asked with her face tilted to the side.

"Well, yes." Han Song nodded stiffly, as stiff as a robot, but Xu Zhiyi knew what kind of heart was hidden under this stiff and wooden appearance.

He could clearly feel Han Song's vigorous heartbeat from his back, as well as the blush on his cheeks that could be seen under the moonlight.

Xu Zhiyi was completely stunned. Han Song was already good-looking, but now he looked a little shy and helpless, which really hit his heart.

He reached out and touched Han Song's face. Han Song's body paused and then his breathing became rapid. His head tilted slightly to the side as if he didn't want to be touched anymore.

"Why is your face so hot?" Xu Zhiyi asked knowingly, with a confused expression on his face.

Han Song's Adam's apple rolled. He bit his lip lightly and whispered, "No reason..."

"Why don't you like to kiss me actively? Do you dislike me?" Xu Zhiyi asked again. He actually cared a lot. Han Song was too stupid. He had to guide him in everything. Without guidance, it would be like a robot that didn't receive any instructions.

Han Song thought Xu Zhiyi felt that she had something against him, so he quickly turned around and explained, "I don't mean to dislike you, and I don't... dislike you."

He really liked kissing Xu Zhiyi, and liked the soft feeling, but he was particularly unfamiliar with the kiss every time. On the contrary, Xu Zhiyi was very skilled and could always kiss him into a daze.

"Really?" Xu Zhiyi grinned. Teasing Han Song was one of his great pleasures.

"Really!" Han Song affirmed.

"But I'm still unhappy." Xu Zhiyi pretended to be angry. He looked at Han Song and asked, "Don't you have to pay some price?"

"Price? I... I don't have a job..." Han Song said embarrassedly, "I want to buy you a gift after I find a decent job."

Xu Zhiyi stared at Han Song with wide eyes, his face full of "innocence", and he sighed in his heart and suddenly felt a little hesitant to do it. Could such a good person really be led astray by him?

"Don't you have a gift?" Xu Zhiyi gritted her teeth. Damn conscience, Han Song is her real partner, why would she need a conscience?

Han Song was confused, and the next second he saw Duoyi's hands slip into his clothes as easily as a snake. Suddenly, the expression on Han Song's face was puzzled, followed by shyness.

"Zhiyi..." Han Song looked at Xu Zhiyi with a blushing face. His hand had already grabbed the hand that reached into his clothes, but he just grabbed it.

"Are you my boyfriend?" Xu Zhiyi asked.

Han Song was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly: "Yeah."

"Then can I touch you casually?" Xu Zhiyi said again.

Han Song was silent for a few seconds, and Xu Zhiyi continued, "Look at Wu Yang. He must have been eaten clean by Lu Xuan. He was completely eaten to death. He must have let Lu Xuan touch him."

Han Song's ears were red and almost bleeding. Xu Zhiyi stepped forward and gently bit Han Song's earlobe, then whispered softly, "I've seen you before. I didn't know you were so young, I thought you were a virgin."

Han Song could no longer hold back, and the string called rationality broke in the blink of an eye. He turned over and grabbed Xu Zhiyi's hand and pressed him down on the bed. He was panting, his eyes as hungry as a wolf.

"Xu, Xu Zhiyi, you recruited me. I didn't intend to do this." Han Song tried to find a reasonable excuse, but the excuse exploded the next second.

Xu Zhiyi simply raised his eyebrows. He reached out and pressed against Han Song's pants. "Really? Am I playing hard to get, or is someone trying to exploit this situation?"