evening.
The clouds in the sky cast a red glow, and the orange halo shone on the window, making it sparkle.
Mo Shengyuan dragged his tired body back and opened the door. It was dark inside. He turned on the light switch. The lights in the living room came on.
He took off his leather shoes, put on house slippers, and walked into the living room.
It was quiet all around. I sniffed the air and there was no trace of the aroma of food.
It seems that Chu Yanyan didn't cook.
Mo Shengyuan took out his mobile phone to order takeout. After selecting and placing the order, he went upstairs.
The quiet house amplified the sound of his footsteps.
He pushed the door open and went inside, turning on the light. He saw the young man lying on the bed with his entire face buried in the sheets and one of his hands hanging down. His eyes moved downwards, and the information that the other person had been reading carefully now fell to the floor.
Seeing this, Mo Shengyuan couldn't help but feel funny. He walked over to pick up the documents that fell on the ground and placed them next to the bedside table.
"Hmm~"
Feeling the white light outside, Chu Yanyan mumbled something in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and slowly woke up.
As soon as he opened his eyelids, he saw the enlarged handsome face. He was stunned for a moment, his eyes were blurred, and his expression was a little dull. Then he turned his head and his whole face sank into the bed again.
Mo Shengyuan sat by the bed, observing Chu Yanyan, silently.
Chu Yanyan was also lying there. After a long while, he finally came to his senses. He lazily raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Shengyuan, and asked softly, "You're back?"
"I'm back." Mo Shengyuan replied.
Chu Yanyan remembered something, rubbed his hair, and said with an annoyed look: "Oh, I fell asleep while lying down today, and I haven't cooked yet."
"It's okay, I ordered takeout." Mo Shengyuan said, stood up, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and the sunlight from outside shone in, blocking out the light in the room.
"Oh, okay."
After Chu Yanyan rinsed his mouth and washed his face, he felt much more awake. He came out of the room and walked down the stairs holding on to his hands.
Mo Shengyuan was sitting on the sofa below, holding a newspaper, and a steaming kettle was placed in front of the glass table.
Chu Yanyan walked over to the sofa nearby and leaned back, his head still feeling dizzy from waking up. He glanced at the man in front of him and found that he was reading the newspaper seriously.
Chu Yanyan observed the other person carefully. It is said that men in their thirties to forty years old who wear white shirts are mature.
Although Mo Shengyuan was only 28 years old, he had been in business for many years and exuded a mature and restrained temperament. Time had not changed his face at all; it was still the same face. The only change was his temperament, which was even more attractive.
He has money, power, and physical capital, but he's not good at that.
Thinking about what happened next, there was a hint of regret in Chu Yanyan's gaze towards Mo Shengyuan.
Although Mo Shengyuan was apparently reading a newspaper, it was difficult for him to concentrate because there was someone opposite him with a burning gaze, staring at him eagerly. He could only keep his body stiff, and his mind recalled what happened last night, those red lips, the panting sound, and the smooth skin. He wanted to take a bite there, no, more than a few bites, and it would be best if his mark was left all over the body.
As he thought about it, he keenly noticed a hint of regret in Chu Yanyan's eyes. Regret? What was the regret?
He raised his eyes to look at Chu Yanyan and found that Chu Yanyan had lowered her head and was playing with her fingers.
Mo Shengyuan felt unhappy at this. He put down the newspaper in his hand and called out, "Chu Yanyan, come here."
"Oh." Chu Yanyan raised his head and looked at Mo Shengyuan. He found that the other party was looking directly at him. He stood up and walked over there.
Mo Shengyuan leaned back, slightly opening his thighs, and instructed Chu Yanyan with his eyes: "Sit on my lap."
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