The military training lasts for two weeks, which is neither long nor short. At the beginning, some people complained about the instructors' strictness, but when it was time to leave, they felt reluctant to leave. Some sentimental girls even had tears in their eyes.
After saying goodbye to the instructors one by one, we got in the car and reluctantly left the military training base.
After seeing the car leave, Instructor Black Bear breathed a sigh of relief. He finally left. As long as the young master was around, he would be worried all day. Fortunately, no accidents happened. Now he had to call and report it immediately.
Originally, Sun Minghao wanted to send Luo Yu back personally, but Luo Yu had just gotten off the car when he was picked up by the car sent by Mo Han.
"Uncle Mo actually had his purpose clear from the beginning." Zhou Jiazhi sighed.
"I would rather it was a misunderstanding on my part. If grandpa and grandma knew about what happened between my uncle and Luo Yu, I wonder if they would have a heart attack from being so angry. After all, my uncle is the only male in the Mo family." Sun Minghao said worriedly.
"What are you afraid of? In our country, same-sex couples can get married and get a marriage certificate. If you want to have a child, you can just find a surrogate mother." Zhou Jiahao didn't think as complicated as the other two did.
Sun Minghao thought about it and agreed. However, why did he feel that it was a little too early for the three of them to say this now?
After returning to the villa, Luo Yu was pulled by Zhou Bo and kept saying "I've lost weight" and wanted to eat more. That night, he made a pot of ginseng chicken soup for Luo Yu. Luo Yu, who had not eaten well at the military training base, felt very happy after drinking the soup made by Zhou Bo.
It was very strange. By the evening, Luo Yu still hadn't seen Mo Han, so he couldn't help but ask Zhou Bo.
"The young master went back to the old house for something and may not come back today. Young Master Luo is tired, so take a rest first." Uncle Zhou poured a glass of milk for Luo Yu. After seeing Luo Yu drink it, he packed up and left.
Mo Han's room was huge. Even with two double beds, there was still plenty of space to spare. Luo Yu sat on the bed alone. The room was very quiet. Without Mo Han, Luo Yu suddenly felt a little out of place. He couldn't help but sigh. As expected, habit is a terrible thing.
Luo Yu continued to enter the virtual space to complete his mission. During the two weeks of military training, he worked tirelessly every day, but his progress was minimal, remaining at the rate of one dish per day. While he saw a glimmer of hope, he knew that at this rate, he wouldn't be able to complete the mission within the deadline. He decided to stop worrying and take it slow, relax, and perhaps he could still make progress.
In the middle of the night, when Luo Yu wanted to turn over, he found himself restrained and unable to move. He immediately opened his eyes and found himself in someone's arms. He smelled a familiar scent, and his face was pressed against that person's chest. Luo Yu could even clearly hear the person's regular heartbeat.
Mo Han? When did he come back? And he'd come running to my bed, and I hadn't even noticed. The way he held me so skillfully told me this wasn't his first time. Strangely, I hadn't noticed. Was I familiar with his scent, or just used to his presence?
Luo Yu nuzzled Mo Han's chest, adjusted herself to the most comfortable position, and then closed her eyes and fell asleep again. The moment Luo Yu's breathing became steady, Mo Han, who had originally closed his eyes, opened them. He glanced at Luo Yu, who was sleeping soundly in his arms. The hard lines on his face softened, revealing a gentle smile. After gently kissing Luo Yu's eyes, he also smiled and closed his eyes.
The morning sun was warm, and the birds outside the window were chirping as they began to forage for food. The moment Luo Yu opened her eyes, Mo Han rubbed her fair face with his slightly stubbled chin. "Good morning," he said in a voice that still carried the distinct sexiness of someone who had just woken up.
Although it didn't hurt, it was a little itchy when Mo Han rubbed it. Luo Yu turned his head away and said, "Why didn't you go to work today?"
Mo Han smiled lightly, "Today is the weekend." The implication was that it was time to rest.
Zhou Wenchong, who was busy in the company at this time, was so upset that he wanted to cry. Now that Young Master Luo was back, the boss had to learn to take a break. There were obviously two very important meetings to be held today, but President, is it really okay for you to just throw all the work to him?
Although it was strange that Mo Han, who never seemed to get much rest, would suddenly take a break on the weekend, Luo Yu did not ask any more questions and just said, "Can you let me go first? I need to get up."
Mo Han didn't let go of Luo Yu immediately. He just kissed him on the forehead and said, "Good morning kiss, it's your turn."
The temperature on her cheeks instantly rose, and Luo Yu was a little afraid to look at Mo Han. However, thinking that kissing was a normal behavior between lovers, she raised her head and kissed Mo Han on the cheek. Then she quickly jumped out of bed and slipped into the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.
Mo Han, who was still lying on the bed, smiled because of Luo Yu's proactive kiss just now.
"Uncle Zhou, have someone remove the original bed in my room and leave only one." Mo Han, who was eating breakfast, said to Uncle Zhou behind him, which attracted Luo Yu's attention.
"Okay, I'll go now." Uncle Zhou turned around with a smile and gave instructions.
"You've dealt with the bed, so where should I sleep?" Luo Yu asked with a frown.
"One bed is enough for two people. Any more would be a waste. We in China are very particular about saving money."
Saving money? Asking someone to get rid of a perfectly good bed is called saving money? Can't the purpose be so obvious?
"You agreed, didn't you?" Mo Han pointed at the side of his face that was kissed in the morning and looked at Luo Yu with a smile.
It turned out that a pit had been dug and they were waiting for him to jump into it. Luo Yu took a bite of the meat bun in his hand puzzledly. His cheeks were bulging. In Mo Han's eyes, he looked as cute as a little squirrel. He couldn't help but reach out and rub Luo Yu's head.
"You can't touch a man's head casually." Luo Yu slapped away Mo Han's hand that was playing tricks on his head.
"There's still more than a month left, but I hope you've grown up already." Mo Han then sighed, "Grow up quickly!"
Mo Han's gaze towards Luo Yu was very hot. Luo Yu felt the temperature of his cheeks rising again. The weather was really hot today. He would have to ask Uncle Zhou to make some cold tea to cool down his body.
After the military training ended, it was the weekend, so they had two days of rest. After breakfast, Luo Yu leaned back on the sofa, holding his tablet and continuing to watch the cooking competition video he hadn't finished watching last time. Mo Han took a pillow and shoved it behind Luo Yu's back to make him more comfortable. Then he said, "Wait for the doctor to come and see how your wound is healing."
"Didn't we check it before the military training?" Luo Yu put down the tablet.
"It's because you ignored your injuries and engaged in dangerous behavior during military training that I need a thorough checkup." Mo Han said seriously, "Xiao Luo, don't make me worry."
Hearing the name "Xiao Luo" reminded Luo Yu of his deceased grandparents, who also called him that. Looking at Mo Han's concerned eyes, Luo Yu felt that he couldn't refuse.
"The wound is healing well, but because it's quite deep, even if it fully heals, it might leave a scar." After examining Luo Yu's arm, the old doctor stood up and said to Mo Han. Following Young Master Mo around like this, his old bones were quite worn out.
Mo Han felt uncomfortable thinking about the ugly scar on Luo Yu's perfect arm. He ordered the old doctor, "Don't leave any scars."
"Yes, yes, I will go back and prepare the medicine right now and make sure there will be no scars." The old doctor packed up his things and was about to leave when he was stopped by Mo Han.
"The old man has been picky about his food again recently, go and take a look."
When the old doctor heard this, he said helplessly: "You two are really troublesome. Okay, okay, I'll go there right now." After that, the old doctor left with the medicine box.
After returning from his trip a while ago, the old man has become even pickier about food than before. The family has already changed over a dozen chefs, all of whom are famous chefs. Now, even chefs with a bit of fame don't dare to come to the house because the old man is not only picky, but his temper is also getting more and more irritable. Mo Han was originally going to pick up Luo Yu in person yesterday, but because of this incident, he had to go back specially.
The conversation between the two reminded Luo Yu of the old couple he met in City G. The old man was also a very picky person.
Just after dinner in the evening, the old doctor brought me the scar removal medicine and specifically instructed me to use it after taking a bath.
Luo Yu, freshly showered, was still damp with moisture. She emerged, drying her hair. Her fair skin was still tinged with a moist pink, and the birthmark on her slender fingers amidst her dark hair stood out in stark contrast. The water dripped from her hair onto Luo Yu's snow-white chest, then sank deep into it. Mo Han's eyes grew even hotter.
Although Luo Yu had gained some weight compared to before, he still looked very thin, unlike Mo Han. Mo Han was tall and strong. From his open bathrobe, one could see six explosive abdominal muscles, strong arms, wheat-colored skin, and his stern face, he looked like a king descending in the dark night.
"Sit here." Mo Han patted the chair beside the bed, and Luo Yu sat down obediently.
"Even though it's hot now, it's easy to catch a cold if you don't blow-dry your hair immediately." Mo Han picked up the hair dryer and began to blow-dry Luo Yu's hair. Luo Yu's hair was very soft, with the fresh scent of shampoo. His black hair shuttled through his wheat-colored fingers, and Mo Han's movements became more and more gentle.
"Xiao Luo, girls nowadays are not as simple as they seem. It's better to be careful, and boys too." Mo Han suddenly said after a while. From his angle, he could just see Luo Yu's white chest and slender waist in her loose bathrobe, and his Adam's apple rolled in his throat.
After hearing what Mo Han said, Luo Yu was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized who he was talking about. Luo Yu stared at Mo Han in the mirror.
"What's wrong?" Mo Han asked when he saw Luo Yu staring at him.
"That's my classmate." Luo Yu tilted his head and asked, "Mo Han, are you jealous?"
What was originally a very serious matter, was brought to a smile by Luo Yu's question. He felt the hair in his hands dry. He put down the hair dryer and rested his chin on Luo Yu's shoulder. "Yes, I'm jealous. So from now on, you should stay away from them. Otherwise, I don't know what I will do."
Although Mo Han was laughing, Luo Yu knew that what he said just now was not a joke, and nodded in response: "I understand, but eating too much vinegar will make your teeth sour, so you'd better eat less." Luo Yu stood up, walked to the bed and sat on it.
"Xiao Luo, you're getting cuter and cuter." Mo Han walked over, hugged Luo Yu, and kissed him on the cheek. "It turns out that being jealous is good for your health. But you're also right. Eating too much vinegar can cause sour teeth. So, you should try to make me less jealous in the future. My health is in your hands."
Luo Yu rolled his eyes in response to Mo Han.
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