[Net Match] Master, your wooden fish is gone

Chapter 9 Breaking the Cocoon A Dream of Huang Liang

"bump."

Mu Yu was startled awake, and quickly got up, only to find his young master rolled under the bed wrapped in the quilt to his amazement.

Gently picked up the young master, tucked up the corner of the quilt, and watched him regain his even breathing before tiptoeing back to his bed.

The eyes of the person under the blanket who hadn't paid attention to them opened quietly.

"Bump" "Bump" "Bump"...

Shang Ming rolled out of bed for four or five days in a row, Mu Yu was really distressed, and the last time the young master woke himself up, or did he buy a 1.5-meter bed?

"What are you thinking?" Shang Ming yawned.

Mu Yu was even more worried, how could he do it if he couldn't rest like this.

Shang Ming yawned and lay down on the table, staying up for a week until he went to bed with stupid hug, can't he not be sleepy?If Mu Yu didn't take the bait again, he would have to rest for two days before committing crimes.

When he returned to the dormitory at night, Shang Ming thumped his back, "Wood, press it for me, it hurts a bit." Hiss, he also rolled very dedicatedly in order to make a sound when he fell off the bed. It hurts.

Mu Yu pursed his lips, but still expressed his inner thoughts.

Shang Ming didn't raise his head, "Buying a bed is too eye-catching... why don't we put our bed together."

Mu Yu stared at Shang Ming's fair neck, blood welled up a little.What did the young master say just now?sleep together? !

Shang Ming turned his head and opened his eyes, "What's wrong? It's warmer to sleep with two in winter, do you dislike me?"

Mu Yu shook his head hastily, and before he offered any rebuttals, Shang Ming twitched his lips, "Then move the bed now."

The two of them directly changed the layout of the dormitory. This matter may not be easy to handle in freshman year, but he is now the president of the student council, so it is still possible to use some privileges to prevent others from checking his room.

After tidying up and taking a shower, Shang Ming listened to the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, the corners of his mouth curled up, his brows and eyes were full of slyness, he couldn't believe he couldn't cook stupid wood well when boiling frogs in warm water.

When Mu Yu came out of the shower, he saw the young master wrapped in a cocoon, his upper and lower eyelids dozing off, and after drying the last trace of moisture from his hair, Mu Yu went to bed and turned off the light, "Go to bed early Bar."

Shang Ming's voice was a little muffled due to sleepiness, "Why are you hiding from me so far?"

Mu Yu was originally sleeping on the edge of his side, but when he heard this, his whole body froze, and his heart felt bitter. Could it be that he was afraid that he would become a beast?

"I'm cold... come over here with wood."

Shang Ming stretched out a hand to grab Mu Yu's arm, Mu Yu didn't dare to struggle and was pulled by him.

Shang Ming pushed him to his side, "Don't sleep next to the bed again."

In the next second, half of his body was on Mu Yu's body, and he snored happily.

After Mu Yu pulled out his hand to tuck him in the quilt, he thought he would be thinking wildly, but he smelled the good smell of the young master, and quickly fell asleep in a daze. The last thing he thought about before going to bed was that there were two Quilt.

So the next day, when Mu Yu saw a two-meter by two-meter quilt and a double pillow that Shang Ming happily took back, his eyelids couldn't help but twitched, and his face became paralyzed. A few cracks.

Shang Ming is afraid of the cold. Although City B is colder, Shang’s home has sufficient heating, but the heating in S is not so good. When Shang Ming paws himself with his hands and feet, he has a contented expression like a cat. Mu Yu Suddenly I couldn't bear to push him away.

Mu Yu himself didn't know the reason, anyway, Mu Yu acquiesced to the monk's quilt, but every time he saw the sleeping face beside his pillow, Mu Yu stared at him greedily, and kept persuading himself, This winter is just this winter... While thinking this way, he gently wrapped his hands and feet that were slightly cold on his body.

***

"It's too stiff during the H...you need to be more emotional when you call Gong's name." Shang Ming corrected the CV's sex scene.

Mu Yu also listened on the side and didn't speak, it was indeed too stiff, the young master was much better than him... Realizing what he was thinking, Mu Yu quickly patted his face to stop himself from thinking.

That receptionist is a newcomer, in fact Shang Ming is very tolerant towards newcomers, after all he himself has come from a newcomer step by step, as long as he has a good attitude, he will not get angry easily, of course, if you let him coax you, then absolutely don’t think about it of.However, the main character is quite pleasing to him, so Shang Ming slowed down his voice, "Let me demonstrate to you." Although he doesn't dub, it doesn't mean he can't dub well, especially because he is very sensitive to tone of voice. high.

When he cleared his throat and was about to make a sound, he found that Mai suddenly couldn't make a sound.

Looking along, he found that Mu Yu had turned off the switch of the microphone.

Shang Ming: "..."? ? ?

Mu Yu squinted his eyes, and said word by word: "No H is allowed."

Shang Ming suddenly realized what Mu Yu's reaction meant, and tried his best to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth.

The microphone was turned on again, and the voice was brisk, "I'd better play the H that someone else's CV matched for you."

The people gathered in the room are not willing to do anything, they all clamored to ask the master to play H, Mu Yu didn't know which muscle was screwed, as long as his little master made such a nice voice on a person, the thought in his mind The string broke.

Say directly into the master's microphone, "I won't allow it."

After a silence, the room exploded with chatter.

Those who are not on the microphone are writing subtitles below——

"Is the wooden fish jealous? I said they are a couple."

"Official candy, so sweet, so sweet, can the master leak it? The CP building can be built to a new height, so satisfying."

"Isn't the point of concern that the master and Muyu are in the same room? Are they living together?"

……

Mu Yu saw the "together" brushed on the screen and could still see a little redness in the ears, so he said: "...Did I cause trouble for the young master?" What right does he have to say whether it is possible or not? He didn't care about falling in love, and the pain in his heart suddenly surged out when he thought of this.

Shang Ming's eyes were full of smiles, and he leaned closer, "You can say yes, but you can't. If... I really want to find someone, if you say no, I won't."

Shang Ming knew Mu Yu too well, he was willing to boil a frog in such warm water, but he knew that even if Mu Yu really fell in love with him, he would not dare to say it easily, and if he said it, he might scare the stupid wood away, so this sentence He kept silent.Now he wants to tell Mu Yu even more, you are very important to me, more important than everyone else.

"...Master." Mu Yu raised his head and muttered when his eyes met.

"What will happen to you if I marry and have children in the future?"

"...Continue to protect the young master and... the madam and the young master..." Mu Yu closed his eyelids, but the image in his mind couldn't get rid of it, like a hammer pounding his heart one after another, bloody and bloody.

Maybe that woman wasn't good enough... Mu Yu hypnotized himself in despair.

Shang Ming is really feeling a little helpless, most people always have to say good or bad when they are forced to this point, and ask why, this man is already so sad, why would he back down if he pushed himself one step further? What about one step?

The light was suddenly turned off by Shang Ming.

Shang Ming licked the corner of his mouth, "I've been drinking."

Mu Yu was a little taken aback, they really didn't eat together tonight, but did the young master drink?

"I'm drunk." Shang Ming continued to state.

Then the whole person fell on Mu Yu, he had been used to the young master's physical contact with him for so long, Mu Yu didn't think this posture was too intimate, instead he hugged Shang Ming to the middle of the bed, planning to get out of bed and pour him a cup of honey water.

Shang Ming tugged at him and refused to let him go, "I'm drunk."

"Then, what should I do if I got excited after listening to H?"

Mu Yu could clearly see Shang Ming's soft tongue licking the corner of his mouth again, and that ridiculous night of summer vacation rolled out in his mind again.

Monk Ming faced each other day and night, and had to sleep in a bed at night. It was impossible for Mu Yu not to respond, but he had been abstinent since he was a child, so he gritted his teeth and survived this kind of thing.

But when Shang Ming said bluntly that he wanted it, and told Mu Yu that he was drunk, he would know nothing when he was drunk, and that he could treat it as a dream when he was drunk, Mu Yu seemed to understand what Shang Ming wanted to express. The content of the content, the already fragile concentration is crumbling at this moment.

When he had grasped Shang Ming's little guy to comfort him, he had no choice but to close his eyelids and allow himself to sink down.

Perhaps Shang Ming held it back for a long time, and soon let it out in Mu Yu's palm.

After regaining his senses, Shang Ming stretched out his hand to untie Mu Yu's belt, with the mentality in his heart that it would be best to hit the base successfully. As a result, as soon as his hand touched his swollen | Pressing Shang Ming's hands with one hand, he said hoarsely, "Go to sleep."

Shang Ming's expression was somewhat dangerous, "Let go, you know what I want."

Mu Yu smiled, but in Shang Ming's invisible dark eyes, it was full of pain.

"Master, I will give you whatever you want. Today... sleep first."

Shang Ming was stunned by this huge surprise, but he always had a bad premonition.

When he was in a daze, Mu Yu had already rolled over and got out of bed to go to the bathroom.

Shang Ming looked at his blurred back, and suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, was that emptiness his illusion?

He pressed his lips subconsciously, and frowned slightly. Does Mu Mu really know what he wants?

***

Leaning against the cold tiles, Mu Yu used the hand that comforted Shang Ming just now to move under his body continuously...

"Hmph...um..." After the joy of the orgasm passed, Mu Yu leaned against the wall slumped, letting the water hit him, and some long black hair was wetted by the water, strands Scattered on the face, I can't see the expression clearly...

When he came out, Shang Ming had already fallen asleep. He looked at the young master who was already sound asleep, and with trembling fingers restrainedly caressed the back of his white neck, he gently kissed him with the warmest emotion in his heart, yes. The deepest imprint in his heart, like a butterfly, just flapped its wings and disappeared without a trace in the night...