Kuai Chuan: My host was targeted by Xing Jiao again

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Before Su Pei could finish speaking.

Sheng Minghao closed the door directly.

Su Pei looked at the closed door and thought of Sheng Minghao's clothes that folded in the wind...

Sheng Zong and Zhefeng.

gosh...

Shouldn't they...

Su Pei's face was full of shock, and he looked as if he had been knocked down.

Zhefeng, who was sitting on the sofa watching the animal world, turned around and looked at Sheng Minghao, "Didn't you go see off Miss Su Pei?"

"Yes, send it to the door." Sheng Minghao walked over in two or three steps, sitting on the sofa, and squeezed beside Zhefeng.

Hahaha, if the door is also considered to be delivered.

"Let's talk..." Sheng Minghao, who had finished "delivering" Su Pei, was next to Zhefeng, with a tangled expression on his face, discussing and dawdling, "That...tonight, can I..."

"I said earlier that you slept on the sofa..." Zhefeng turned his head, looked at Sheng Minghao, and sneered, refusing to budge.

It's fine to occupy his clothes, but you want to occupy his bed?

But it's impossible!

"I'm your boss anyway..." Sheng Minghao began to approach Zhefeng with a stern face.

"This matter is not negotiable." Zhefeng stretched out his hand, put a finger on Sheng Minghao's brow, and then stood up from the sofa.

Behind the glass wall against which the sofa rests is a bed.

"I'm going to rest, you go to bed early too, good night." After Zhefeng finished speaking, he walked around the glass wall and fell himself on the soft bed.

Want him to get out of bed and sleep on the sofa?

Hmph, this is absolutely impossible.

Sheng Minghao also stood up from the sofa. He came to the switch, raised his hand, and turned off all the lights in the room.

The fluorescent light from the TV fell on Sheng Minghao's face.

Through the glass wall, he looked back at Zhefeng who was sleeping soundly in front of him.

He swallowed his saliva, the possessiveness in his eyebrows was surging like a tide.

The next day...

The gentle sunlight in the early morning and early winter fell obliquely on the head of the bed through the glass window.

Zhefeng felt itchy in his ears, and he seemed to hear warm breathing vaguely.

He dazedly opened his eyes.

side head...

The eyelashes touched the tip of Sheng Minghao's nose.

Sheng Minghao?

Zhefeng was shocked, and quickly retreated.

What frightened him even more.

I actually slept on Sheng Minghao's arm last night!

Damn, what's going on here?

Perhaps Zhefeng's movements were too loud.

Sheng Minghao at the side opened his eyes in a daze.

He saw Zhefeng receding towards the edge of the bed.

The conditioned reflex is average, and when he turned over, he directly pressed Zhefeng under his body.

He was pillowed by Zhefeng with one hand, and rested on Zhefeng's shoulder with the other hand.

Looking at Zhefeng sleepily.

With a look of not waking up at all, the words were confused, "What are you running from?"

Heck!

What kind of weird posture is this?

Zhefeng kicked Sheng Minghao on the waist.

While Sheng Minghao was in pain.

Zhefeng holds Sheng Minghao's wrist propped on the head of the bed.

Turn over...

He sat directly on Sheng Minghao's body.

He pressed Sheng Minghao's wrist and interrogated Sheng Minghao in a low voice, "What did you do last night?"

"Huh?" Facing the sudden confinement, Sheng Minghao lay obediently under Zhefeng's body, without any resistance at all.

There was even a trace of regret flashing between his brows and eyes.

If he had known that Zhefeng's reaction after waking up would be so cute, he really should have done something last night.

"Say!" Zhefeng leaned in front of Sheng Minghao and asked forcefully.

At this moment, Sheng Minghao smiled, "What do you want me to do?"

He leaned close to Zhefeng's ear, his voice was full of bewitching.

"What are you doing?"