Yi Mu couldn't budge Xi Junyan at all. This dead man was like Mount Tai, pressing down on him and locking him in place.
He looked terrible.
If they don't stop now, I have no doubt that Nishi Junyan will go all the way to the end.
His hands were pressed above his head by Xi Junyan, and his legs had no strength left. Realizing Xi Junyan's intention, he quickly closed his legs and cried out in grief and indignation, "Xi Junyan!"
This was the first time he had spoken the name Nishi Junyan.
The man who had been doing whatever he wanted to him stopped and looked him in the eye.
Yi Mu's eyes were red from the intense struggle, and his lips were slightly parted, revealing a bit of his white teeth. Just like when they first met, Xi Junyan thought this person had red lips and white teeth and was quite handsome.
As if being seduced, Nishi Junyan slowly lowered his head.
Yi Mu realized what he was about to do and turned his face away.
Xi Junyan's kiss missed its mark, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
Yi Mu's body trembled.
Nishi Junyan released Yi Mu.
Yi Mu was so weak he couldn't move. Xi Junyan lit a cigarette and sat down next to him, observing him.
Yimu tried to sit up, but couldn't.
With red eyes, he gritted his teeth and took a moment to recover before finally managing to sit up on the sofa. Under Xi Junyan's gaze, he pulled up his pants.
Nishi Junyan moved the computer back onto his lap and stretched out his leg to block Imu's way out.
Yi Mu's voice held a fury that threatened to tear him to pieces: "What else do you want to do!"
"I want noodles, extra meat, no scallions, and two soft-boiled eggs."
"Eat your sister!" Yi Mu walked to the bedroom, supporting his back.
Xi Junyan's voice rang out, like a devil's whisper: "If you dare to go in, I'll do you tonight, believe it or not?"
Yi Mu stopped abruptly in front of the bedroom door. He stood there for a while before reluctantly walking out of the kitchen and slamming the door shut.
Half an hour later.
In front of Nishi Junyan was a bowl of noodles, rich in ingredients, beautifully presented, and with a clear broth.
The noodles not only contain meat and eggs, but also fresh shrimp and fish tofu. The noodles are not ordinary dried noodles, but very chewy hand-pulled noodles.
Given Yi Mu's temperament, Xi Junyan was prepared to eat a bowl of plain noodles, but he didn't expect it to be so delicious. Just the smell alone made him look forward to its taste.
Xi Junyan glanced at Yi Mu.
He sat there expressionless, holding his phone, seemingly looking at something.
Xi Junyan picked up a pinch of noodles with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. After chewing it a couple of times, his eyes lit up with surprise.
This guy has such a bad temper, yet his cooking skills are so good, no less than those of a star chef, and perhaps even better.
While Yi Mu appeared to be looking at his phone, he was actually keeping a close eye on Xi Junyan out of the corner of his eye.
He didn't say a word, but eagerly picked at his noodles, eating one bite after another, occasionally letting out a satisfied sigh.
With his drooping lips straightened, a hint of pleasure flashed in Yi Mu's eyes.
For someone who loves cooking and puts their heart into every meal, receiving this level of recognition for their food will naturally lift their spirits.
Even though this bastard who was eating noodles had tried to pull down his pants half an hour ago.
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