How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

Chapter 199 Meow~ Master, please take me home 25

"Please pass the message for me, find Mo Shuang." Mo Yang sighed.

His idiot Hongxuan may never remember to call Mo Shuang for help in his life.

No matter what happens, I always blame myself first, and then try to find ways to get by in my own little world.

Mo Yang felt heartbroken again when he thought about it.

Hongxuan has never received any well-intentioned help since he was a child, so he reacts like this to every situation he encounters.

Unfortunately, I can't transform into a human form now, so I can only trouble Mo Shuang to run a few more times.

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In the evening, Ye Hongxuan did not eat as expected.

He sat in front of the drawing board for an unknown amount of time, until he was almost unable to hold on due to sleepiness. He finally remembered to move around and went into the bathroom to wash himself and Xiao Hei.

Mo Yang has been paying attention to Ye Hongxuan's movements, fearing that he might do something bad.

But this time Ye Hongxuan was very quiet and didn't say anything extra.

After washing up, Ye Hongxuan lay down on the bed holding Xiao Hei and fell asleep quickly.

Mo Yang poked his head out from Ye Hongxuan's arms, kissed him lightly on the chin, then turned into a wisp of flying smoke and entered Ye Hongxuan's dream.

A small house of less than 50 square meters, with only the most basic furniture.

In front of the house is an enclosed open space, divided by a stone path in the middle, and planted with beautiful sunflowers on both sides.

Down the corridor at the entrance is Ye Hongxuan's drawing board. He sits in front of the board, sketching Xiao Hei who is napping on a bamboo chair nearby.

Even in a dream, Hongxuan's world is so simple and clean that it makes people feel distressed.

"Is this the home Hongxuan wants?"

Mo Yang walked lightly behind Ye Hongxuan and spoke softly.

He was afraid that his sudden voice would scare Hongxuan, so he lowered his voice so that only the two people who were close to him could hear it.

Ye Hongxuan turned around after hearing that, with a moment of surprise in his eyes, but it was quickly concealed.

"I don't dream about you."

Ye Hongxuan muttered something in a low voice, turned his head and continued to paint, but when he picked up the pen again, he couldn't put it down.

Mo Yang curled his lips and smiled, took a step forward to Ye Hongxuan, leaned over and bent down, "Hongxuan, I was wrong."

"Hongxuan can punish me, but please don't ignore me, okay?"

Mo Yang was too close, and his voice was bewitching when he spoke softly. The hot air he exhaled seemed to find the way and penetrated into Ye Hongxuan's ears, and then ran into Ye Hongxuan's heart.

After just two sentences, Ye Hongxuan's cheeks and ears began to turn red, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

"You are not wrong. How could you be wrong?" Ye Hongxuan turned his body to the side with his back to Mo Yang. "I am wrong. I knew you were a bad guy, but I still dreamed about you."

Mo Yang thought that Hongxuan was so adorable when he spoke angrily with red ears. He liked him so much that the corners of his mouth never turned down.

He chuckled twice and reminded, "Since Hongxuan knows it's a dream, he can do whatever he wants. What does Hongxuan want me to do to calm down? I will definitely do it."

"Really?" Ye Hongxuan tilted his head slightly, a little shaken.

Mo Yang just thought he was stupid, "Of course, what does Hongxuan want me to do?"

"Hmm..." Ye Hongxuan lowered his head, blinked and thought about it.

He raised his head and looked at Mo Yang, "Why don't you come to see me?"

Mo Yang knew that Ye Hongxuan was asking about the weekend. This man was soft-hearted and he probably couldn't think of any way to punish him no matter how hard he tried.

"Something happened at home, Hongxuan, it's my fault."

Mo Yang raised his hand, gently placed it on Ye Hongxuan's head, and rubbed it with his thumb.

"I know it was me who made Hongxuan sad,"

Mo Yang turned his head to look at the sunflowers in the yard and smiled gently.

"Hongxuan likes sunflowers? Then punish me and plant a yard of sunflowers for Hongxuan, okay?"

"Hmm?" Ye Hongxuan looked up at Mo Yang and blinked.

After a while, the bright eyes dimmed again, "You are always like this, not keeping your word and lying to others for fun."

"Do not lie to you."

Mo Yang stretched out his hand in front of Ye Hongxuan and opened his palm, which contained a golden orange round bead.

The diameter is about the size of a coin, and there is a golden light slowly rotating inside, mysteriously seeming to contain the entire universe.

"what is this?"

"My heart, do you think Hongxuan looks good?"

"You, your--" The man was talking nonsense again.

"I'm not lying to you. If this bead breaks, I will die."

Mo Yang smiled and stood up. Like a magician, he found a rope and strung the beads on it. Under Ye Hongxuan's dazed gaze, he tied it around his neck.

"I gave my heart to Hongxuan. If I make Hongxuan angry again, he can just throw me around for fun. He will definitely teach me a lesson."

"..."

Ye Hongxuan raised his hand and touched the bead between his collarbone. It felt warm. When he touched it, the light inside flashed even brighter.

"Will it break?"

"I don't know," Mo Yang smiled, "Hongxuan can try."

Ye Hongxuan frowned immediately, "What if it breaks?"

"Does Hongxuan believe what I said?"

"..." Ye Hongxuan was a little depressed, "This is my dream, I believe it if I want to."

He raised his head and glanced at Mo Yang unhappily, "I just don't want to waste such a beautiful bead."

"Also, how can you be so arrogant in my dream? You should listen to me."

"Hongxuan is right." Mo Yang suddenly leaned closer. Ye Hongxuan subconsciously leaned back, but was blocked by Mo Yang's hand behind him.

"what are you doing?"

"Kiss you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Hongxuan felt himself being pushed forward by a large hand behind him, and Mo Yang's lips instantly covered his lips.

Very soft and a little cool.

He felt Mo Yang licking his lips gently, once, twice...

The gentle touch was so real that Ye Hongxuan's whole body seemed to be put inside, and he trembled slightly because of this extremely gentle treatment.

"Hongxuan, I love you."

Mo Yang said this while leaning against his forehead, and then covered him again.

This time, it was not as gentle as before, but a little impatient. How could Mo Yang be satisfied with just rubbing his lips?

He stuck out his tongue and entered Ye Hongxuan's mouth almost unimpeded, searching and stirring inside as if he wanted to swallow the person into his stomach.

Ye Hongxuan was unusually well-behaved. He let Mo Yang do whatever he wanted and was not willing to push him away.

At some point, the two people had switched positions.

Mo Yang sat on the chair, and Ye Hongxuan was held by Mo Yang around the waist and sat on his lap.

The two people were facing each other, their bodies pressed together, and as they exchanged saliva in their mouths, Ye Hongxuan heard a faint bell-like sound in his ears, just like the sound of Xiao Hei rubbing against him in his arms.

"Well……"

Ye Hongxuan had never experienced this before, so he could not bear such stimulation. Tears soon welled up in his eyes and the corners of his eyes turned red.

He had no idea where he had dropped the paintbrush in his hand. His two hands tightly grasped the front of Mo Yang's shirt, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving piece of driftwood. His whole body rose and fell as Mo Yang's breathing became increasingly heavy.