White lotus boyfriend doesn't want to break up

It was almost evening when Angel was successfully sent to Kesselil University, and Huo Mingchi didn't stay outside any longer, and returned home in the spaceship.

Coincidentally, Mudia just came back, and the two collided at the dock.

After a busy day, it is definitely a joyful thing to see the face of your sweetheart when you go home.

So, Huo Mingchi stepped forward, and raised his hand to touch the young man's face that was slightly red from alcohol, the warm touch wrapped around his fingertips, this is the person he likes, almost perfect, Huo Ming Chi even thinks that there is no better man in this world than Mudia.

The knowledge that this treasure is monopolized by him made him feel sweet. Huo Mingchi smiled and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet." Mudia grabbed his waist as usual, passionately and proactively gave a French tongue kiss that was so long that it almost suffocated.

The end of a kiss, hearty.

Huo Mingchi breathed out lightly, and asked straightforwardly: "Gail baby, do you want tonight?" Hou anxiously wished that the man would be executed on the spot.

But today, today's Mudia seems to be normal but not so normal.

His initial reaction didn't look like he was happy, but he did raise the corners of his mouth in a sort of half-smile—it didn't look like he was very happy, but he showed just the right amount of joy.Then he raised his hand and hooked the man's neck, leaned close to Huo Mingchi's ear and blew in spite of himself, and asked in a low voice, bewitchingly, "Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden today?"

Huo Mingchi laughed and shook his head, "Which time did I treat you badly, tell me?"

Mudia laughed, moved his mouth forward and bit the man's ear, moved his hand down to the man's waist, and made some provocative little moves, "Go to lunch first, then take a bath, and finally Taste you slowly~”

"Just listen to my baby Gail." When Huo Mingchi was in a good mood, he absolutely loved Mudia to the utmost.

Therefore, it is not without reason that Mudia is becoming more and more obsessed with him. Love is mutual and lasts forever. If only one party pays excessively, it will inevitably lead to the final breakdown of the relationship. Either you quit or I let go.

Similarly, the more Huo Mingchi gets to know Mudia, the more he loves Mudia. In this relationship, it is not necessarily true that he will fall deeper than Mudia.

The robot butler has already prepared a sumptuous dinner for the two of them, most of which are Chinese dishes. Now Mudia has firmly grasped the chopsticks, and the movement of eating is smooth and smooth, which is very pleasing to the eye. I can’t find the first touch with chopsticks The embarrassing shadow of time.

Before eating, Mudia went to the bathroom as usual.

Taking advantage of this spare time, Huo Mingchi intentionally changed the positions of those dishes that he had tasted and thought they were delicious, and moved them all to the vicinity of Mudia's dinner plate, so that his sweetheart could enjoy these delicacies more conveniently.This kind of behavior of an old father who always likes to leave the best for his "children" really makes the robot butler cry when he sees it, if there is such a liquid as tears in his body.

After Mudia came back, the two began to discuss what new posture to try tonight in a tacit understanding.

"I like getting fucked the most... You have to know that your back muscles are very good-looking, they make me never want to leave my eyes for a moment."

Huo Mingchi didn't like it, he didn't like being suppressed or controlled, and the whole person was in a powerless and passive state.

So a shameless and impetuous husband and wife X topic started. When the two of them argued dryly and planned to drink a glass of water to moisten their throats, Mudia suddenly asked, seemingly unintentionally: "What are you talking about?" What did you do today?"

Huo Mingchi didn't think there was anything wrong, so he replied casually: "Send your cousin to school."

Mudia raised his eyebrows: "Is it that simple?"

"Yes." Huo Mingchi felt that his question was strange, so he put down his water glass and looked up at the other party: "Is there any problem?"

Mudiay laughed and continued to ask, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Huo Mingchi was serious this time, he carefully observed the blond young man up and down, but found nothing.

Because Moody Asia Pacific is good at hiding your emotions, from his smiling face, it is difficult for you to find other breakthrough points to help you spy on the other person's true thoughts.

Fortunately, Huo Mingchi's mind turned quickly, and he seemed to think of the possibility of a certain situation. Mudia's current expression is a bit similar to that of a wife asking who her husband has met recently, in order to detect the suspicion of a mistress Is it the target—to take early measures to prevent problems before they happen?

This kind of conjecture made Huo Mingchi laugh, because bringing Mudia into this kind of character design is quite comical.

In his cognition, Mudia has never been too horny on such trivial matters. He understands many things more clearly than ordinary people. That's why Huo Mingchi felt very comfortable getting along with him. Quarrels or cold wars over some unnutritious trivial matters.

In the current situation, can he understand that Mudiay is spending his precious, rare and extremely smart brain cells to test himself?

This guess made Huo Mingchi not only not feel troubled, but also very happy.Because Mudia is usually too busy, maybe it's because he has been holding it for too long, whenever he has free time, he will frantically seek Huo Mingchi for physical comfort, and sometimes Huo Mingchi even laughs at himself that the relationship between the two is not good. Like a newlywed couple who should be glued together, they are more like hot friends who live together.

So in order to keep this rare interest for a longer time, Huo Mingchi deliberately talked vaguely to deal with him.

Yes, he enjoys this kind of behavior of going back and forth with his sweetheart and playing games with each other, which is very exciting.

"What do you want me to say?" Huo Mingchi looked at Mudia inexplicably, "You said I had an affair with your cousin?" He laughed himself at this point, and kept shaking his head, "This is ridiculous, baby."

"It's ridiculous." Mudiay laughed approvingly, put down his chopsticks, and snapped his fingers to ask the robot butler to take away all the plates.

Then Mudia stood up again, walked to the back of Huo Mingchi's chair, pressed his shoulders heavily with both hands, bent over and sighed, "I'm a little sad now."

"Why?" Huo Mingchi turned his head to look at him, and directly met Mudia's bright blue eyes. They are beautiful, like the vast sea, but when the wind is calm, it seems that there is some catastrophe that is preparing for it. ready to go.

"I don't know~" Mudia's voice softened again, but his hand strength increased, and his pretty face was getting closer and closer to the man, "You make it difficult for me."

Huo Mingchi was really at a loss this time, he laughed and said, "Did I do something unreasonable? Baby?"

Mudia took a deep breath, buried his face in the man's neck, laughed a few times, and then murmured in an inaudible voice: "Tonight, use the one you least like. Posture."

"what?"

Huo Mingchi didn't hear it clearly, but Mudia impatiently explained, he directly grabbed the man by his collar and pushed him on the dining table brutally.

There was a loud bang, and there was a real meeting between the face and the cold and hard table.

Huo Mingchi could almost hear the sound of the bridge of his nose breaking, and a stream of heat trickled down his nasal cavity. He knew that he must be in a mess right now without even looking.

The pain at this point is nothing, but what makes people uncomfortable is Mudia's attitude towards him.

"Why are you crazy?" This is no longer interesting.Huo Mingchi growled angrily, "Mudia, what can't you say well?"

"Hush ~ relax~" However, Mudiay acted as if he hadn't heard it, and tore his clothes self-servingly.

"Mudia, do you really want to..." Huo Mingchi didn't know that his sweetheart was serious until the back of him turned cold, so he could only threaten, "Okay, try to do it if you have the guts!"

Snapped!

The world is quiet.

This was the first time Huo Mingchi shed tears in a real sense. He stared at the void in silence, as if he suddenly realized that something had gone bad.

His favorite, the one he once regarded as a treasure and was complacent.

Mudia was taking a shower in the bathroom, with the sound of dripping water in his ears, and the smell of blood and sex still remained in the air, which made people sick.

The so-called ruthlessness of pulling out the X is exactly what happened just now.

After satisfying himself, Mudia taunted him, "It's so bad, I feel like I'm having sex with a corpse."

It was such a sentence that completely broke Huo Mingchi's confidence.

He has always believed that Mudia loves him very much, and they will live happily ever after.

In many cases, unintentional words can best reflect a person's true thoughts.Huo Mingchi began to be confused, maybe, maybe Mudiay didn't love himself as much as he showed, maybe it was just him being self-indulgent?

Just then, he received an email from Andern.

The attachment of the email is a divorce agreement, which has not been signed yet, but all the necessary contents are complete, only his and Mudia's signatures are missing.

Andern said to him: If you really don't want to undergo pregnancy surgery, then please leave him, you are not suitable, and he deserves a better wife, one who is willing to give birth to him and truly loves him people.

Huo Mingchi stared at the divorce agreement with a pale face. When he downloaded it, none of his ten fingers were trembling.

His lips were bloodless, dry and peeled, and there were even traces of dried blood on the wings of his nose.

Mudia had already taken a bath at this time, and this time was enough for him to calm down.

The blond young man only wore a white bath towel around his waist, and his skin was white and shiny under the light. When he sat on the bed, it formed a sharp contrast with the black mattress, like a snow prince Suddenly breaking into the crow's feathered nest, it is a kind of contradictory beauty that stimulates the eyeball.

"Little ancestor, I'm sorry..." Mudia cried, and he knelt down devoutly beside the man, the muscles on his back undulating like mountains, with soft and natural lines.His fingers were slender like jade, because the weight of his body was almost submerged by the soft black bedding. The bulges of the muscles in his two arms intertwined with the arm bones, full of layers, as perfect as a sculpture carefully created by God.

"I don't expect to be forgiven by you, but please don't leave me!" He seemed to have a premonition, so he looked tense, and the muscles he showed were full of the beauty of restraint and endurance.

Like a pitiful and helpless ferocious beast, it has lost all its previous aura, just humbly begging for even a little response from the people in front of it.