Ten miles of spring breeze is not as good as you

When Han Wenjun arrived at Mo Yifeng's house, after ringing the doorbell, it was Lu Xinting who opened the door.

"You are?" Han Wenjun frowned and looked at Lu Xinting, feeling a little familiar, but didn't remember where he saw it.

"Come and find Mo Yifeng, please come in, he's still sleeping, I'll call him." Lu Xinting let Han Wenjun into the room, motioned him to wait, and walked into Mo Yifeng's bedroom.

Han Wenjun frowned. This man looked like the master of the family, which made people really uncomfortable.

"Why are you here?" Mo Yifeng yawned and came out of the bedroom. Seeing that it was Han Wenjun, he didn't bother to care about his image. He slumped on the sofa in his pajamas, and said to Lu Xinting, "I'm a kid, Han Wenjun."

"Hello." Lu Xinting smiled and asked, "What would you like to drink?"

"He drinks green tea, it's in the refrigerator~ I want yogurt~ Hey, thank you~"

"Ah."

When Lu Xinting went to get a drink, Han Wenjun asked Mo Yifeng in a low voice: "What's your relationship with him?"

"Hmm..." Mo Yifeng thought for a while, although they had done everything they should and should not have done, but none of them seemed to open their mouths to confirm their relationship... "Currently they are friends~"

Han Wenjun wanted to say something else, but Lu Xinting came over with drinks and fruit, so he had no choice but to stop this topic first.

"Have we met somewhere?" The more Han Wenjun looked at Lu Xinting, the more familiar he seemed. He must have seen this person before.

"Really, maybe I saw it at some social event."

"Maybe." Han Wenjun paused, and then said to Mo Yifeng: "I wanted to invite you to dinner at first, but if you have guests, you can choose another day."

"If you don't mind, stay at home and have a light meal."

"Yes, his cooking is delicious~" When it came to food, Mo Yifeng became energetic, sat up straight and praised Lu Xinting's cooking skills to Han Wenjun, but while talking, he But suddenly remembered... Han Wenjun also likes herself, so... aren't the two of them rivals in love?He actually kept praising Lu Xinting in front of Han Wenjun!God!It's too embarrassing for Han Wenjun!

Hearing Mo Yifeng's endless praise of Lu Xinting's cooking skills, Han Wenjun couldn't help feeling a little depressed.He has cooked so many meals for this little white-eyed wolf these years, why hasn't he heard him praise him? !

In the end, Han Wenjun still didn't stay for dinner, because he had a hunch that if he stayed, it would definitely make him feel more uncomfortable.

Is it true that you miss it once and miss it again and again?Unexpectedly, Mo Yifeng was surrounded by someone so soon... and this man seemed much more reliable than that Wang Ye.

"Are you on duty tonight?" Han Wenjun flipped through the phone book, and finally called Lin Yi, "I invite you to dinner."

"Another day, call the police immediately, hang up first."

Han Wenjun, who was hung up on the phone, was not annoyed either. It was obviously not the first time he had experienced such a thing. Sometimes he really didn't understand Lin Yi, and instead of being a good second-generation rich young master, he chose to be a little policeman. Not to mention the exhaustion, and not making a lot of money, I really made myself feel guilty.

After smoking a cigarette in the car, Han Wenjun finally decided to go to see Xie Chen. No matter how that guy was injured, it was because of him. As a boss, it is only natural for him to care about his subordinates.

"He likes you." After dinner, Lu Xinting sat next to Mo Yifeng and suddenly said with a smile.

"Hmm..." Mo Yifeng nodded and asked, "How do you know?"

"Hehe." Lu Xinting smiled and said nothing, that person was hostile to him from the first time he saw him, it was so obvious, how could he not see it.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at me for picking up a treasure." Lu Xinting leaned forward and kissed the corner of Mo Yifeng's mouth, then smiled and hugged him in his arms.

"Are we officially dating?" Mo Yifeng looked up at Lu Xinting, even though he knew the answer in his heart, he still wanted to hear this man tell him himself.

"Of course." Lu Xinting lowered his head and looked at Mo Yifeng, and said: "Don't think about other men in the future, I will be jealous."

"Then I'll ask you something, and you should answer me honestly." Mo Yifeng left Lu Xinting's embrace, sat up straight and said seriously, "Apart from me... are there other... just..."

"No." Lu Xinting answered affirmatively without hesitation, but as soon as he finished speaking, the screen of Lu Xinting's mobile phone on the coffee table lit up, and a text message came from Pei Heng, which said "Honey, I will wait for you at home tomorrow night."

The sharp-eyed Mo Yifeng saw it clearly, immediately pushed Lu Xinting away, went back to the bedroom angrily, slammed the door with a "bang", and locked himself under the quilt after locking it.

Lu Xinting frowned and went to knock on the door. He called Mo Yifeng's name several times, but the other party ignored him. He explained to Mo Yifeng through the door and there was no response. He had no choice but to turn on the speakerphone and call Pei Heng to ask him to explain clearly. .

"Why did you remember to call me? Missed me?"

"Your text message misunderstood him."

"Him? Tsk tsk tsk, you have a new love so soon? Hey, it doesn't matter, you can come to my place for two days a week. I'm still very generous."

"Pei Heng, don't be joking now." Lu Xinting rubbed his temples helplessly. It was really a wrong decision for him to expect Pei Heng to explain to him.

Mo Yifeng listened to Lu Xinting's phone call in the house, no matter what he heard, he felt that the two of them were flirting, and they wanted to flirt and go back to his own house, okay? !

Thinking of this, Mo Yi rushed out of bed and opened the door, snatched Lu Xinting's cell phone, and yelled at the cell phone without thinking: "Don't wait tomorrow night! I'll prostitute him right now! If you don't agree with me Hold on!" After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, and then closed the door again and locked it with lightning speed.

Lu Xinting looked at the closed door and smiled helplessly, it was actually quite funny for this little guy to lose his temper.

"Don't be angry, Momo. He and I are really just friends. He has never spoken properly."

"I don't want to talk to you, you go!"

"You're jealous."

"You are jealous!"

"Momo, you open the door first."

"Don't be so nasty! You go back to your house! I don't want to talk to you!"

"Well, when your anger subsides, I'll take you to explain it to him face to face."

"Huh." Mo Yifeng snorted softly and stopped talking to Lu Xinting who was outside the door. In fact, he believed Lu Xinting when he explained it, but he felt that it would be embarrassing to compromise so quickly. , then it will pay off? !

Seeing that Mo Yifeng ignored him for a long time, Lu Xinting said goodnight to him and stopped bothering him. After taking a bath, he turned off the light and lay on the sofa to wait for Mo Yifeng.

After about an hour of groping, Mo Yifeng got out of bed lightly, hugging the quilt as expected.

His house usually does not have guests, even if there are occasional guests, they will not stay overnight, so his guest room was converted into a studio last week, and now the only room for people to live in is his own bedroom. If Lu Xinting has not left, only the living room can sleep Alright, this winter...

Gently unscrewing the door, Mo Yifeng walked quietly to the living room with the quilt in his arms, and saw that there was a person curled up on the sofa.

If you don't go back home, you insist on sleeping on the sofa here, isn't it stupid?

Mo Yifeng finished complaining silently in his heart, curled his lips, bent down and carefully covered Lu Xinting with the quilt, and finally kissed his face lightly, and whispered: "Good night."

Lu Xinting, who was not really asleep, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, he knew that this little guy would soften his heart and come to see him.

"Didn't you say you were going to prostitute me tonight?" Lu Xinting reached out and grabbed Mo Yifeng's wrist when he was about to leave, and said with a smile.

"Ah! Don't be scary at night, okay?!"

"Sorry." Lu Xinting lifted the quilt, and while Mo Yifeng was still in shock, he got up and hugged him.

"What are you doing?!" Mo Yifeng asked fiercely, but his body didn't struggle, "You let me go, I'm still angry."

"I'll let you go when you calm down."

When Mo Yifeng heard this, he stopped talking, and he couldn't be happier to be hugged by Lu Xinting, so he just spent it, let's see who can spend it better~

After more than ten seconds, Lu Xinting suddenly bent down and picked up Mo Yifeng and walked towards the bedroom.

"Hey hey hey! Let me down!"

"Hey, don't make trouble." Lu Xinting put Mo Yifeng on the bed, and then pulled the quilt aside to cover him up, "Go to sleep, don't wander around, it's cold at night, and it's easy to catch cold."

"Then what about you...?" Mo Yifeng looked at Lu Xinting who was sitting by the bed. Didn't he sleep here after he came in?

"I sleep on the sofa." Lu Xinting gestured to leave after speaking, and got up unhurriedly, waiting for Mo Yifeng to ask him to stay.

"Do you really have other lovers..." Mo Yifeng sighed softly, turned his head away from Lu Xinting, and continued sullenly: "You put me on the bed and you don't want me... don't you?" I, there is someone who can satisfy you..."

"What are you thinking?" Lu Xinting knocked Mo Yifeng's head funny, and said again: "I'm just worried that you are still angry and don't want to see me."

"I don't." Mo Yifeng turned his head to look at Lu Xinting, curled his lips and said, "I just made up some lines according to the bloody plot of the novel! I believed you in the first place, otherwise I would have kicked you out a long time ago." , huh~"

Hearing this, Lu Xinting sat down again, looked into Mo Yifeng's eyes and said seriously: "I only have you, now and in the future, understand?"

"En." Mo Yifeng sat up and kissed Lu Xinting's lips, and said, "Stamp~"

"How old are you still stamped like this?"

"You take care of me~"

"Hehe." Lu Xinting chuckled and said, "I'll teach you how to stamp."

……

When Mo Yifeng woke up the next day, he looked down and saw the deep and shallow hickey marks on his body, and couldn't help but blush, that smelly man Lu Xinting must have left so many "stamps" on him on purpose.