Chapter 93 Milk (Corrected)

Li Chenan went to cook noodles, and Mu Yu sat on the sofa. There was still a blush on his face, which was the trace of the emotion just now.

"How could it develop like this?" Mu Yu covered his face, leaving only a small opening to observe the world around him, his heart pounding.

He himself is becoming more and more gay now, and his words also sound gay.

Mu Yu doesn't want to define whether he is straight, nor does he want to define whether he is gay. If he likes the other person, he can accept it no matter whether the other person is a human or a ghost.

But, who does he like now? Why did he become gay before he even liked anyone?

Damn it, he can't be so shameless, after all the hardships, he still comes back as a straight man.

Mu Yu sighed again, the blush on his face slowly faded, and said to himself at a volume that only he could hear: "I'm so horny."

Mu Yu sat alone on the sofa, cold. Yan's face was entangled with sorrow, her dark eyes were full of decadence and frustration, and even the dull hair that was originally raised fell slightly.

A fragrant aroma wafted from the kitchen nearby, and water vapor floated into the air. The floating mist blurred Li Chen'an's eyebrows. In the mist, his clean and neat facial curves could be vaguely seen.

The sound of "ding dong" suddenly sounded, reminding the owners of the house that guests were coming.

Li Chenan's eyes moved to Mu Yu and said softly: "Mu Yu, could you please open the door for me?"

Listening to the voice, he had already guessed who was back.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the gaze he looked at Mu Yu was like the warm spring sun, so gentle that one couldn't help but want to sink into it.

"Is that okay? Thank you for your hard work."

Mu Yu scratched his hair, and a few strands of hair curled up playfully. His cool and handsome face was a bit cute because of this troubled little move, "Okay, I'll open the door."

Outside the house The person who knocked on the door was also very polite. Except for the initial "ding-dong", the other person never made any noise and just waited quietly.

Lee Kuan Yew, could it be him?

It was difficult for Mu Yu to connect the gentle junior student with a smile on his face in his memory with the cold and sensitive young man Li Chen'an described.

He opened the door and whispered to the people outside the house: "Hello."

Sure enough, the face in his memory overlapped with the young man in front of him, and the other person was Lee Kuan Yew.

When Lee Kuan Yew heard the familiar voice, his pupils trembled and his heart beat violently in his chest. His eyes were fixed on Mu Yu, and he was reluctant to even blink.

His clenched fists unclenched unconsciously, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

After finally confirming that he was not dreaming, a bright light fell into Li Kuanyao's eyes. He had a smile in his eyes and the corners of his mouth could not stop rising, "Senior, why are you here."

Mu Yu was too embarrassed to tell his true purpose.

He said vaguely: "There was a little accident. I may have been staying at your house recently, which caused trouble."

Lee Kuan Yew said: "It's okay! I'm very happy to see the senior!"

He pursed his lips and looked down at Mu Yu After one glance, he immediately looked to the other side. A faint blush stained his fair skin, which was the boy's purest love.

His shy look fell into Mu Yu's heart like a poisonous thorn, and Mu Yu unconsciously felt a little irritable.

Now if his true purpose is known to his junior fellow students, what will his junior fellow students think of him?

As a Huangmao, you can't fail like this.

Mu Yu pursed his lips into a straight line and couldn't help but clenched his hands into fists by his side.

Forget it, he'd better find a reason to move out right away.

As for what the system said about the plundering of Lee Chen-an and Lee Kuan Yew, Mu Yu selectively ignored it.

Li Chen'an was also very good at talking to each other.

Li Chen'an walked out of the kitchen and looked at the two people talking, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

After all, the way Lee Kuan Yew looked at Mu Yu could not be called clear.

But for a moment, the surprise was suppressed by Li Chen'an, and he said: "Xiao Yao, you just came back, are you hungry? I just cooked noodles, do you want to eat it?"

"Ah, I..." Lee Kuan Yew looked first when he heard this. Looking towards Mu Yu, he stared at Mu Yu for a while, then showed a gentle smile on his face, nodded and said, "Yes, I want to have dinner with my senior."

It was the first time for Mu to receive such warm hospitality from his juniors. Yu: "..."

Mu Yu said dryly: "Well, let's eat together."

The bowls and chopsticks were prepared, and the three of them gathered together to eat.

"Senior, long time no see. Can I sit next to you?"

"Ah, uh, of course."

Lee Kuan Yew and Mu Yu sat very close to each other, but Li Chen'an sat some distance away from them, as if they were deliberately ignoring them. .

Mu Yu looked at the steaming noodles in front of him, his Adam's apple slid up and down uncontrollably, and his hair that he had just messed up also stood up, as if he was jumping for joy.

He can finally eat well now, he is so hungry.

Mu Yu picked up the bowl and said, "Thank you, I'll start."

He ate very seriously, completely immersed in his own world, but he didn't know that the eyes of the two people in the room were focused on him.

Lee Kuan Yew looked at Mu Yu with a smile, clasped his slender jade-like hands together, and said casually: "Senior, you are very happy to eat, and I am so happy to see you eating."

The ambiguous light fell on the dining table, and after saying this After saying this, Lee Kuan Yew looked at Lee Chen'an again, with a hint of provocation and playfulness in his eyes.

In front of Li Chen'an, Li Kuanyao leaned forward slightly, his calf gently touching Mu Yu's calf.

The tablecloth was not long. As long as Li Chen'an lowered his head slightly, he could clearly see his adopted son's naked provocation against him.

But Li Chen'an just lowered his head to eat noodles, his face still had a dull expression, except for his eyes, which were as bright as ever and seemed to contain endless storms.

Lee Kuan Yew's toes were slightly bent, and he was rubbing Mu Yu's calf back and forth in a specific rhythm. He was passionate and vulgar, as if he had turned into a spirit, specifically absorbing Mu Yu's essence.

His senior was really good at it. He didn't look at him for a while, then turned around and got into trouble with his adoptive father.

There is a subtle and dangerous atmosphere in the air, and all three of them have their own minds.

Mu Yu's hand holding the chopsticks was stunned. He followed the touch and looked towards Lee Kuan Yew, and was caught off guard by a pair of smiling eyes.

With a smile on his face, Lee Kuan Yew sat quietly in his seat, his graceful lips opening and closing gently without making a sound.

He didn't speak, but Mu Yu understood the mouth movements and the meaning the other party wanted to convey.

[Naughty and evil senior, you are really going too far. 】

A feeling of extreme cold crawled up Mu Yu's spinal cord. He felt as if he had fallen into a world of ice and snow. He was so shocked that his mind was in a mess.

No way, this is also his harem? Are they still dating?

Mu Yu had a splitting headache, but the two men around him kept looking at him with vague or direct enthusiasm, so Mu Yu couldn't say anything.

He could only accept it, accept Li Chenan's despicable and shameless seduction, and play the role of a philandering scumbag.

On the contrary, the system relied on others not being able to see it, and sighed: "Oh, poor host, who would have thought that the man he fell in love with was actually the father of the man in his harem." "

It doesn't matter, it's just two! Host , I believe you!"

With a "bump", Mu Yu put down the bowl with a dark face. He lowered his head and looked at the empty bowl in front of him and said, "I'm full, thank you."

He thought that Lee Kuan Yew would stop. He came down, but who would have expected that the man became even worse. He put his hand on Mu Yu's thigh and gently touched and teased her, and even wanted to go deeper.

Is Lee Kuan Yew crazy? Li Chenan is still watching!

The next second, in front of Li Chen'an, Li Kuanyao held Mu Yu's hand, his fingertips gently rubbed the tender meat in Mu Yu's palm, and said in an angry tone: "Senior, only eat this, he made it." Doesn't it suit you?"

He was naturally referring to Li Chen'an.

Mu Yu's face was blank, and he looked in the direction of Li Chen'an following the words.

The expression on Li Chen'an's face was still calm, like a simple and unpretentious mirror that had gone through the times. Everything could only be reflected by him, but it could not cause him any emotional waves.

Sensing Mu Yu's gaze, he looked up at Mu Yu with an apologetic smile on his face, "Sorry, maybe what I cooked is not to your taste. What do you like to eat, can you tell me?"

Mu Yu took a sip. Lips, after a moment of silence, he moved his gaze to Lee Kuan Yew, who had been trying to take advantage of him.

"Junior, please serve me another bowl, thank you."

Mu Yu's tone was neither serious nor serious, but he held Lee Kuan Yew's hand and looked a little solemn on his face.

"Okay, senior."

Ah, the angry senior is so cute.

Despite the pressure, Mu Yu bit the bullet and continued eating noodles.

Lee Kuan Yew took the initiative to get closer to Mu Yu. He looked at Mu Yu. There seemed to be an undercurrent under his deep and dark eyes, and his tone could not remain as gentle as before.

He spoke in a low voice, so low that only he and Mu Yu could hear him.

"Senior, you are really amazing. I haven't seen you in such a short time. Hahaha, you can get to know so many people."

Lee Kuan Yew's voice was as gentle as jade, and there was always a hint of a faint smile in his tone. However, beneath the seemingly gentle voice was a snake-like jealousy.

A vague and unreal poisonous snake wrapped around Mu Yu's body, spitting out snake letters.

Mu Yu's face turned even colder, and he put down the bowl in his hand as if nothing had happened.

He ignored the people on the side, looked at Li Chenan, and whispered: "After eating, where should I sleep tonight?"

Li Chenan quickly stood up and said: "I will lead you, you sleep in the guest room, the quilts in the room are all It's clean, I just changed it yesterday."

By coincidence and luck, the quilt and pillows were all changed when Mu Yu moved in.

Mu Yu hummed, stood up, and followed Li Chen'an obediently, but he couldn't ignore the sharp gaze coming from behind.

"Why do I have so many harems? Even if I can bear it, won't the protagonist be overwhelmed?" Mu Yu subconsciously lowered his voice and complained to the system.

After Huo said it, he realized that he had actually talked to the system. The expression on Mu Yu's face became even colder, like an iceberg that had not melted for a century, "I didn't talk to you, system."

The system, which was just about to fly up and post a sticker, said dejectedly. Flying aside, it was too sad. Hundreds of pairs of eyes on its body were exposed. It half-lowered its eyes and said: "Host, don't think so much. I will unlock the memory of the previous world, and you will definitely become miserable." "

It doesn't want the host to feel sad, so the system is unwilling to unlock the memory of the previous life.

Ha, isn’t it just one person who died?

It's good if the host forgets everything. After all, the host is too delicate. It can obviously resurrect the dead, but if the host insists on saying anything, it will no longer count him after he is resurrected, and he will continue to cry and cry.

Keeping looking at the host in pain, the system couldn't stand Mu Yu's tears that seemed to never stop, so it simply blocked Mu Yu's memory.

Stupid host.

How come you are no longer the real person after being resurrected?

The characters in the novel world are originally composed of data, only the hosts are different.

If Mu Yu could know what the system was thinking, he would tell the system its true thoughts, but the system didn't say anything and just gave Mu Yu what it thought was best.

"You always like to say these words every time." Mu Yu said.

The system opened its eyes, not understanding Mu Yu's thoughts.

"Okay, but these men are not your boyfriend, host." The system suddenly said.

Mu Yu stopped and froze on the spot, his narrow eyes widened like a frightened kitten, "What do you mean by that, they are not my boyfriend?"

Hearing someone stop behind him, At the sound of footsteps, Li Chen'an turned to look at Mu Yu. He frowned slightly, with a bit of worry on his handsome face, "What's wrong, Mu Yu."

Mu Yu waved his hand, followed Li Chen'an again, and whispered: "It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something."

Who is it thinking of? Which of his good sons?

Li Chen'an continued to walk in front of Mu Yu, leaving Mu Yu with only his back.

Due to visual obstruction, Mu Yu could not see Li Chenan's expression, otherwise he would have seen Li Chenan's face twisted due to jealousy and inferiority.

He could no longer control his emotions and asked Mu Yu: "Are you thinking about Lee Kuan Yew? I didn't expect that the relationship between you two would be so good."

There was a smell of vinegar in the air, like old vinegar that had been accidentally broken by someone. The vinegar in the bottle flowed out, but the person who broke it didn't notice it at all.

"After all, this is the first time I've seen such a happy expression on his face. You two must be very good friends."

Li Chenan's performance was very obvious, and it was almost written on his face that I was jealous.

But Mu Yu didn't feel Li Chenan's emotions at all, and instead fell into a swamp of self-blame.

Huang Mao is a bad loser, and carrying water is what the protagonist needs to do.

But when Mu Yu thought about the ambiguous emotions between himself and a father and son, he couldn't help but blame himself for not being human.

Fortunately, the strange atmosphere did not last long. After bringing Mu Yu into the room, Li Chen'an showed a sly smile and left.

Sitting in a clean, real, and warm room, Mu Yu couldn't feel any happiness.

He lay down and looked at the ceiling above. The lamp hanging from the ceiling gave off a dazzling light. The light fell into Mu Yu's eyes, gradually blurring his vision.

Mu Yu stretched out his hand to block the light. He sighed and said, "What on earth am I doing?"

He quickly grabbed the system flying in front of him and said coldly, "Speak, the people you are talking about are not actually my boyfriend. After all, they are not my boyfriend." What do you mean?"

Mu Yu's tone increased involuntarily, as he desperately wanted to grasp something, as if this could suppress the surging emotions.

The system leaned against Mu Yu's hand. A pair of small eyes popped out, looking directly at Mu Yu, like a scene from a horror movie.

"Host, that's the literal meaning. They are not your boyfriend, they are all sex partners!"

"You don't need so much emotion when treating your sex partners. You just need to be happy."

"I can take you with you at any time . You are out of this world."

Mu Yu said in disbelief: "What do you mean?"

Without realizing it, Mu Yu held the system's hand a little harder.

The eyes that just emerged from the system were delicate and innocent. When Mu Yu applied force, bloodshot eyes appeared in the eyes.

Even so, the system still has to watch Mu Yu.

It said: "Literally, they are all sex partners, not boyfriends."

"Mu Yu, there is only one person you are really dating, and the others are all friends chosen by numb emotions."

After saying this, The system rubbed Mu Yu's hand and sighed: "I can only tell you so much, host, you can't continue to isolate me!"

Friendly friend, numb emotions?

Mu Yu frowned. He could quickly guess that the boyfriend mentioned by the system was Su Anyu.

There is a gun buddy behind me, but? Why should he numb his emotions.

Mu Yu's eyes were dark. He looked at the system and said coldly: "It's good for you to accept those men, isn't it, system?"

The system's eyes blinked at Mu Yu, trying to be cute. Get by.

"Well, I'm just a system, I don't know anything!"

Mu Yu's brain was spinning rapidly. He was now very sure that his contact with specific people would bring certain benefits to the system.

But why him? Can’t anyone else?

The system looked at the thoughtful expression on Mu Yu's face, and it quickly advised: "Host, go to bed quickly, we have to rush out tomorrow. Let's think about the future later." After

experiencing so many things in one day, Mu Yu's eyelids They were all fighting, and their consciousness was a little confused.

He pressed his temples and said forcefully, "No, I'll think about it again."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

"Senior, do you want some milk?"

Lee Kuan Yew's voice said.

Mu Yu opened the door. He was already upset. When he opened the door and looked at Lee Kuan Yew, he didn't have a good look on his face.

"What are you doing?"

"Senior, drink milk. I remember that senior has always had the habit of drinking milk before going to bed."

Lee Kuan Yew was right, but Mu Yu had the habit of drinking milk before going to bed for a while, but that was all Because Mu Yu believed that people have a second chance to grow taller, he clocked in every day and drank milk honestly.

In fact, Mu Yu doesn't like milk and has no interest in milk.

But he was also not good at refusing. Lee Kuan Yew had already arrived at the door, so Mu Yu had no choice but to say, "Okay, thank you."

He drank all the milk in Lee Kuan Yew's hand, and then looked at Lee Kuan Yew, "That's it. "

Li Kuan Yew nodded, a smile appeared on his face, and he said with a smile: "Okay, good night, senior."

The night was getting darker, and the dark night seemed to have been splashed with thick ink, and there was no trace of light and dark clouds. Shrouded in the sky, it looks like a terrifying monster with its teeth and claws.

I don't know if drinking milk before going to bed has the effect of helping me sleep. Mu Yu feels sleepy sweeping over his body every moment, and his whole body feels erratic.

He was lying on the bed, his consciousness gradually blurring. No matter how the system talked to him, Mu Yu was still fast asleep.

The system leaned next to Mu Yu and said helplessly: "It's over, the pervert is coming."

It just wanted to stop the host, but it didn't expect the host to move so fast and finish the drink in the blink of an eye.

I don't know how long it took, but after a "Zila" sound, the door was opened a small crack, and the man slipped into the house.