Day n of not wanting to be a kept man's canary

For those who frequent nightlife venues, alcohol is the only stimulant at night, and their food is typically heavily seasoned.

"Oh!" Zhou Shuang sighed softly, "But it looks so appetizing, are you sure you don't want to eat it?"

Leng Tingye closed his eyes and cursed under his breath, "What the hell's wrong with you today?"

Zhou Shuang smiled apologetically, "I'm just a victim of a crime!"

"If you want to eat, then go outside and eat!"

He wouldn't eat it, so Zhou Shuang didn't dare to eat it either. She packed it up and prepared to throw it away.

The phone rang again. Leng Tingye picked it up, glanced at it, then tossed it back onto the sofa, a smirk playing on his lips. "Give it to me!"

Without even a second thought, it must be that Miss Mu posted something again, making Master Ye accept that late-night snack again.

Leng Tingye took a bite, and the mild flavor neutralized the spiciness in his stomach, making him feel much more comfortable.

The person who never eats late-night snacks actually ate a few more bites than usual.

With most of the chaos still lingering, he got up from the sofa, put on his coat, and looked like he was about to go out. "Wait, bro, where are you going in the middle of the night?"

Leng Tingye glared at him and cursed, "Idiot!"

After speaking, he left.

Zhou Shuang scratched her head, "Are they entangled again?"

Looking at the unfinished wontons on the table, Zhou Shuang opened her portion, ate it, tasted it carefully, and frowned, "Isn't this just ordinary wontons?"

They were even more curious about what message Miss Mu had sent that made Master Ye change his mind.

They say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. Is there really such a mysterious thing?

After Leng Tingye left, Wu Bai timidly approached Zhou Shuang.

"Ok!"

Zhou Shuang had just taken a big bite, ready to savor it, when she heard the sound and choked, "Cough cough cough!"

Tears welled up in my eyes.

Thinking that Leng Tingye had returned, he looked up and saw Wu Bai. He jumped up and slapped Wu Bai on the head.

Wu Bai is 1.9 meters tall, while Zhou Shuang is 1.7 meters tall, making her appear petite. He can only reach her by jumping.

Wu Bai was slapped for no reason. He touched his head and asked, "Brother Shuang, why did you hit me?"

Zhou Shuang rolled her eyes at him, "What are you 'huh'ing about, kid? Trying to scare me to death?"

"Why?" Wu Bai's eyes widened when he saw the bowl of wontons in Zhou Shuang's hand. "Brother Shuang, are you sneaking some?"

Zhou Shuang grinned, "What are you saying!"

Wu Bai was so frightened that he quickly shut his mouth. Although Wu Bai was usually tall and strong and didn't like to smile, he was a real little kid in front of Zhou Shuang, and he was very cute.

Because he was bad at talking, he often angered Ye Ye, so Zhou Shuang often protected him.

Wu Bai lowered his head and tentatively asked, "Brother Shuang, I'm late. Did Master Ye say anything?"

Zhou Shuang, annoyed, casually retorted, "I told you!"

"What?" Wu Bai was clearly nervous.

"I'd rather chop you into eight pieces and throw you out to feed the stray dogs!"

"Ah?" Wu Bai's face turned pale instantly.

"Hahaha," Zhou Shuang chuckled mischievously, "Look at you, so cowardly. You're already scared. If it weren't for me, you'd be dead by now."

Wu Bai looked completely innocent. "Brother Shuang, are you lying to me?"

"Tell me, where did you sneak off to cover your pig's head again?" Wu Bai started eating wontons again, unaware that a man's shyness had appeared on Wu Bai's face.

Small villa.

Mu Yanxin sat in the rocking chair, occasionally opening her chat interface with Leng Tingye.

The most recent chat log was sent by her own person an hour ago, but the message disappeared without a trace.

I thought to myself, it's just a late-night snack, it's definitely not enough to impress him, he's eaten all sorts of fancy meals.

But he probably didn't see those two messages either!

Mu Yanxin smiled; she was being somewhat self-deceptive.

Perhaps sensing that the man wouldn't reply, Mu Yanxin put down her phone and went to the bathroom.

Halfway through her shower, she vaguely heard the sound of the door closing.

This was her and Leng Changqing's home. The thought that Leng Changqing had returned made her stop thinking about it.

It's likely that Leng Changqing has lost his mind again, or perhaps he angered Shen An'an.

Mu Yanxin continued taking a shower. Anyway, Leng Changqing wouldn't come to her place when he came back. Every time he came back, he would be like a dead pig, closing the door and going to sleep.

Suddenly, the water splashed onto the bathroom floor, shutting out the outside noise. Only at this moment could she have a brief moment of relaxation.

Suddenly, someone hugged her from behind, shielding her from the water on her head and making it impossible for her to open her eyes due to the steam.

She assumed the man behind her was Leng Changqing, and after struggling for a moment without breaking free, she said, "Are you sick?"

"Who are you scolding?"

The familiar voice sent a shiver down one's spine, prompting a soft call, "Master Ye?"

"Ok!"

Mu Yanxin gently wiped the water from her face and eyes, turned her head, and her vision slowly cleared.

The man's entire body was under the showerhead, his hair completely soaked, water cascading down his brow bone and across his cheek, creating a delicate mist that was alluring and mesmerizing, making one unconsciously want to sink into it.

She didn't resist anymore, and just stood there with her back to him. "Why are you here?"

Their bodies pressed together, the man's hands encircling her slender waist, moving forward inch by inch, sending shivers down her spine. His lips brushed against her reddened earlobe. "What, you don't welcome me?"

The woman was uncomfortable from being rubbed, but she bit her lip to avoid making any shameful sounds.

A sharp pain shot through her waist, and the man's hand suddenly tightened, his face rubbing against her neck. "Didn't you invite me here?"

"You keep messaging me, isn't that just telling me... have you thought about it?"

"No, I..." Mu Yanxin wanted to explain, but the man's hand lifted her chin.

Without giving her a chance to speak, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

"Uuuuuuu..."

Mu Yanxin called softly, "Master Ye~"

"Ok!"

He forced out a few words between gasps for breath, piecing them together into a single sentence after a long struggle: "Not here!"

This was, after all, her and Leng Changqing's home. Although he didn't come home often, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't return. With this uncertainty, Mu Yanxin was always on edge.

"Anywhere is fine with me."

His well-defined knuckles gripped the woman's neck tightly, and he kissed her fiercely.

Water falls from a height, splashing up droplets, before returning to the floor and flowing back to where it was meant to go.

The enchanting mist rose slowly, creating ripples in the air.

The water had stopped, and the water that hadn't yet flowed out was dripping from the showerhead, slowly trickling out.

Mu Yanxin was completely draped over Leng Tingye, lazily squinting her eyes.

Looking at the soft, yielding woman in his arms, his Adam's apple bobbed.

This woman is so alluring; if I weren't so easily swayed, I would have loved to take advantage of her to death.

In the end, he restrained his desires, flicked his fingers against her high nose bridge, and said reluctantly, "I'll let you off the hook for now, give you a break."

"Thank you for sparing my life, Master Ye!"

Leng Tingye was amused. He was unusually considerate and cleaned the woman thoroughly inside and out before carrying her out of the bathroom with one hand.