Chapter 102: Stop torturing yourself, torture me instead

The morning rooster crowed at dawn, and Mu Xiliang opened his eyes listlessly. Yu Zeying's tall and strong body shielded him tightly. His two hands were around his waist, and the muscles on his arms were bulging. He held him carefully and tenderly, as if he was afraid of hurting him.

The smooth inverted triangle grove of abdominal muscles rose and fell with his breathing. The hot breath came down from the top of his head. Mu Xiliang squinted his fox eyes and looked up. Yu Zeying closed his eyes tightly, and tears oozed from his trembling eyelashes.

Mu Xiliang gritted his teeth and said in an almost commanding tone, "Open your eyes!"

Yu Zeying's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes guiltily. His black and white eyes were full of red bloodshot. Mu Xiliang was angry and distressed, "You didn't sleep all night last night, did you?!!"

"No, I slept for two hours...one hour..." Even though Yu Zeying held the person in his arms, the uneasy and panicked fear still lingered, and only by looking at Mu Xiliang could he feel a little relieved.

How could Mu Xiliang not know his fear and panic? His cold, foxy eyes were covered with a layer of mist. He grabbed his shoulders and kissed his tense neck.

"Yu Zeying, I will not leave, never. Stop torturing yourself, torture me instead."

The wind and rain during the plum rain season come quickly and go away quickly.

Yu Zeying woke up and found himself the only one on the bed. Mu Xiliang was gone!

The panic was like a dark pool of stagnant water that swallowed him up. He sat up, threw back the quilt, jumped out of bed, and ran out like crazy, "Ah Xi! Ah Xi..."

"I'm here!" It was Mu Xiliang's voice.

Yu Zeying heard a buzzing sound in his ears and stopped abruptly. He confirmed that the sound was in the kitchen and stumbled towards the kitchen. In the narrow kitchen, smoke was rising. Mu Xiliang was wearing his black short-sleeved shirt and sitting in front of the stove, covering his mouth and nose, "Cough cough cough... Come and have a look, it seems to be blocked..."

Mu Xiliang's foxy eyes, which were red from the smoke, suddenly widened, "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?!" Yu Zeying was still in a state of anxiety, and nervously walked up to him, bent down, picked him up, and held him tightly in his arms. Mu Xiliang was coughing from the smoke.

“Ahem… Can you please get out first?!”

Yu Zeying realized it later and said, "Okay..."

Holding him, he strode out of the kitchen and into the room. The little rabbit under the bed jumped out. Mu Xiliang wanted to hold it, but Yu Zeying put him on the bedside, bent down and picked up the little rabbit, "Don't hold it like that!"

Mu Xiliang hugged the little rabbit in his arms and comforted it, "It won't hurt if you touch it..."

Yu Zeying stood there stiffly, looking at him motionlessly. Mu Xiliang became a little irritated by his look, "Can you put on your clothes first?!"

Yu Zeying grinned foolishly, and Mu Xiliang's forehead and nose were stained with black ash. He took a step forward, and Mu Xiliang leaned back, holding the bed with one hand, and scolded coquettishly,

"Are you a jerk? Don't you see what time it is? Can you please let me eat first? I'm starving!"

Yu Zeying gently wiped off the black dust on his nose and forehead, "Then you just sit here and I'll do it."

Mu Xiliang got out of bed holding the little rabbit, "I want to go! Although I can't do it, I can accompany you."

A warm spring welled up in Yu Zeying's chest, "Then I'll hug you..."

Mu Xiliang used his elbow to push his hand away and walked in front, "Why are you hugging me... It's not like I can't walk! Hurry up and put on your clothes..."

"Oh..." Yu Zeying bent his strong waist to put on his pants. In the mirror inlaid on the closet, Mu Xiliang's flushed cheeks were as charming as if she had put on rouge, and her bright red lips were a little swollen. He just looked at her like this. When Mu Xiliang turned around, he happened to meet his gluttonous eyes.

"Are you done yet...Aren't you afraid of death?!"

After scolding, he ran away holding the little rabbit...

"Ah Xi...wait for me!" Yu Zeying chased after him with his trousers pulled up.

In the smoky little kitchen, Mu Xiliang sat on a small stool, tilting his head from time to time to look at the fire in the stove. Yu Zeying, wearing an apron, cooked rice, washed vegetables without stopping, cut a large piece of lean meat, chopped it into minced meat, marinated it with seasoning, and made meatloaf.

Mu Xiliang likes to eat light food and doesn't eat onions, cilantro, garlic, chili peppers, and Sichuan peppercorns. When meals were first delivered to him, he didn't know that Mu Xiliang would throw and smash the whole thing as soon as he saw even a tiny bit of onion.

At that time, he was in a bad temper. After he finished preparing the meal, he started to beat him up, leaving no blemish on his body. He looked down on him for being so arrogant even though he had fallen to such a state.

Mu Xiliang looked down on him even more than he did, and he never gave him a good look. Whenever he had the chance, he would grab him and torture him violently.

He didn't get what he wanted, felt aggrieved and angry, but Mu Xiliang felt happy.

The two of them were conflicted, entangled, and tortured. He found that Mu Xiliang was not as cold and heartless as he seemed. The real him would only be revealed a little in the middle of the night, but only a little.

He was a little greedy and wanted more...

Green smoke lingered around Mu Xiliang. He was holding a small dry branch and teasing a little rabbit on the ground. His long hair was tucked behind his ears, and his black short-sleeved shirt had a wide collar...

Yu Zeying stared at her in fascination, "Ah Xi...wife..."

Mu Xiliang suddenly raised his head, blushing and scolding, "Yu Er, why are you yelling?! Cook your food well. If you don't, don't even think about going to bed tonight!"

Yu Zeying raised his sword-like eyebrows, his eyes became even redder, and there was a hint of excitement in them. He felt that he might be a pervert. He was not angry at all after being scolded. Instead, he felt very happy and even hoped that he would scold him more.

Fresh milk mushrooms and tender tofu were put into the pot together. After they were boiled, the round meat leaves were added. The soup base was white and fresh, and it was very delicious just by smelling it. Mu Xiliang stood up and walked to the pot holding the stove.

Yu Zeying grabbed his soft waist and held him in his arms, "Walk slower..."

"Give me the spoon."

Mu Xiliang reached out to take the spoon from his hand, and Yu Zeying raised the spoon high, "You can't drink it now. There is milk bacteria in it. If you drink it without cooking it, you will be poisoned."

Mu Xiliang was half-believing and half-doubting, "It must be a lie..."

Yu Zeying said in a serious tone, "Really! Xuanbao got poisoned by eating uncooked milk milk bacteria. He had vomiting and diarrhea and was hospitalized for more than a week."

Mu Xiliang looked at the milky mushrooms bubbling in the pot. He was first afraid, then distressed. "So tragic? Who did this? Lu Sui?"

Yu Zeying smiled awkwardly, "It's me..."

Mu Xiliang, "..."

Looking at the delicious soup in the pot, my appetite dropped by more than half.

Yu Zeying explained hurriedly, "There is absolutely no problem with this. I have done this for you so many times before, there can't be any problem! You can't blame me for Xuanbao's behavior that time. I was just feeding the pigs, and he stole the food... I... well, it's still my fault for not keeping an eye on him."

Mu Xiliang pressed down the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't hold it back, "Fool!"

Yu Zeying really liked his smile, with foxy eyes, charming but not coquettish. She hugged his waist and pressed against his neck. Her voice was low in her throat, and her hot breath sprayed on his jade-like skin, "Yes, I am your fool."

Mu Xiliang was shocked. If it were in the past, he would have pushed him away. He didn't like close contact and was even a little resistant to it. Even with his eldest sister who loved him the most, he would not be overly intimate.

Yu Zeying was different from him. He was like an insecure puppy, sticking to him all the time. He was very indifferent when they first got together. He pushed him away after they were done, not letting him hug or touch him.

Yu Zeying was dismissive at first, but later on he became more and more greedy. He let her touch him, hug him, and even wanted to kiss him! What a bad guy!

He wanted to be cruel, but when he saw his tearful face, his heart softened and he indulged him again and again...

Holding a spoon and gently stirring the milky soup, it may not be tolerance, but...

He tilted his head slightly, "I've thought about it. We should not build a large villa with a swimming pool. Your family is like that. People's hearts are unpredictable. What if they use this as a handle... Let's not build it. Let's just build a small two-story villa."

Yu Zeying raised his eyes, his eyes dark, "Okay, but I don't want to wrong you... How about we leave here?"

Mu Xiliang turned sideways and leaned on his shoulder. "If we leave, they will be more suspicious. Besides, where can we go? I want to go to Switzerland, but you can't... And, are you willing to leave here? Lu Sui, uncle, aunt, and Xuanbao, are you willing to leave?"

Yu Zeying was reluctant to let him go. Lu Jun and Song Huizi treated him no worse than Lu Sui. Just as Aunt Zhang said, except that he did not have the surname Lu, he was no different from their son.

And Lu Sui...

Mu Xiliang turned around and continued, "I hate unfamiliar environments. It takes me a long time to adapt every time. I'm not going anywhere. I'll just stay here..."

Yu Zeying was silent for a moment, then began to kiss the back of his neck, "Wife, I'm sorry..."

Mu Xiliang's ears felt hot, "Don't call me that!"

Yu Zeying felt a little aggrieved, "What is that called?"

Mu Xiliang stared at him with his cold fox eyes, "I don't know... Anyway, you can't call it that!"

Yu Zeying hesitated to speak, "Okay..."

Even though Mu Xiliang had his back to him, he could sense his disappointment. If they were so close in the past, Yu Zeying would have already made a move. How could he be so quiet? "Are you unhappy?"

Yu Zeying bit his neck lightly, "A little bit..."

Mu Xiliang hissed in pain and didn't give him a good look, "Then you can continue to be unhappy!"

No matter how stupid Yu Zeying was, he could tell that he was trying to comfort him. The arm around his soft waist kept tightening, "Ah Xi, why did you return the passbook to me?"

Mu Xiliang pried his hands apart and stared at him with cold fox eyes, "When did I ever say I'd give it back to you?"

Yu Zeying was stunned, "Didn't you ask that person to be returned to me..."

Mu Xiliang was so angry that he wanted to give him a spoon, "Did he say I gave it back to you?"

Yu Zeying thought for a moment, "No...but..."

Mu Xiliang suppressed his anger and said, "Something happened in your family at that time, and I was worried that you needed money urgently... Besides, if I wanted to return the passbook to you, why would I give you my saber? Idiot..." He was so far away and could not help him at all. He could only ask others to help as much as possible.

A layer of mist appeared in Yu Zeying's narrow eyes. He didn't understand the meaning of giving him the saber before, but now he understood.

He wanted to tell him that he would not do stupid things again and to reassure him.

Unfortunately, he was too stupid to realize it.

"Ah Xi, I want to *..."

Mu Xiliang raised the spoon and said, "I think you want to die!" As expected, being too tolerant is not a good thing. It has been such a short time since they last met and she dares to be so rude to him.

Yu Zeying's eyes were so red that they almost bled, and veins popped out on his forehead. "Ah Xi, you are not a good boy. I told you not to say that word!"

Mu Xiliang's eyes were filled with fear, and the spoon in his hand fell to the ground. "Yu Zeying, don't go crazy! Not here..."

It was too late. Yu Zeying's dark and deep eyebrows curved, and there was sweat dripping from his tall nose, exuding an unruly and ruffian spirit...

"Yu Zeying! Damn you! Let me go!"

The setting sun shines on the ground like a thin layer of gold foil.

Mu Xiliang was lying on the bed. Yu Zeying held the bowl, scooped a spoonful of milky white soup, blew it, and said, "Ah Xi..."

Mu Xiliang glared at him with his wet fox eyes, "Get lost..."

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