Seize My Boyfriend - B1 (21)

Shen Changliu finished dealing with the matter at hand, went back to the bedroom, but saw that the person was already lying on the bed and fell asleep, and felt that something was wrong.

Walked over and sat by the bed: “Yangyang, are you tired?”

“Well, I’ll go to bed first.” After Mo Zhiyang finished speaking, he covered his head with the quilt.

Shen Changxin was suspicious, but he didn’t know how to ask, so he turned off the light and climbed onto the bed, and put his arm around his waist from behind, trying to pull him into his arms.

As a result, Mo Zhiyang resisted this time, and after tearing off his hand, he moved to the side of the bed, not wanting to bother him.

What’s going on, Shen Changliu was a little angry, but he didn’t have an attack after all, he comforted himself: he was just a little tired, let him rest tonight, and ask tomorrow.

It’s hard for Mo Zhiyang, he didn’t go to bed so early, and with his eyes open, he was reporting the names of the dishes: breakfast hot and sour noodles, stewed, spicy soup, hot pot, fried chicken, pickled fish… Tears flowed from the corners of his mouth!

At one o’clock in the morning, the people around him began to breathe evenly, Mo Zhiyang was not happy, why can you still sleep, no, you need to get up.

So, he held back the tears that flowed from the corners of his mouth to the corners of his eyes, and began to sob softly.

This Shen Changliu was dozing off, he opened his eyes suddenly when he heard the soft sobbing, and immediately got up and turned on the desk lamp: “Yangyang, what’s wrong with you?”

Mo Zhiyang hid under the quilt, and refused to speak, but sobbed louder and louder.

“Yangyang, what’s going on?!” Shen Changliu was about to pull the quilt, but was held tightly by someone, and now he also started to panic, coaxing softly: “What’s wrong with Yangyang, can you tell me, is there something wrong with me?” But the more he did this, the louder he cried, Shen Changliu was frightened, since he couldn’t get in from the outside, he would break through from the inside

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Just like that, Shen Changliu himself got into the quilt, groped up slowly along his feet, and then lifted the quilt, and saw the crying person with red eyes, even the pillow was a little wet: “Yangyang, what’s wrong with you?”

“Woooooo~” Mo Zhiyang choked up, shaking his head trying to speak hard.

It was useless to say anything now, Shen Changliu straddled him, cupped his face, his eyes were close to his, and the tip of their noses touched together: “Tell me what’s going on!” At this time, Shen Changliu’s tone was a bit strange, with a dangerous air, he was angry, and Mo Zhiyang knew it

.

The play is almost here, so he replied in tears: “Mr. Su said, you…you will hate me, woooooo~ You loved him for fifteen years and you said you would abandon me, let alone I have only been a few months… woooooo~~” The anger in my heart was all turned into guilt. Uuuuu stay forever, can you stop hating me!” Mo Zhiyang cried and choked, grabbing his arm

tightly

.

Just at this moment, Shen Changliu gasped.

Mo Zhiyang was terrified, so he quickly let go and pulled his arm over to see that the place burned by the smoke was still not healed: “How could this be? Why is he still not healed?” Something is wrong, after so many days, it is impossible for the wound to still be like this

.

But this didn’t delay my own performance, on the contrary, there were more scenes, and the crying was even worse: “Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L lowL L L L Lu, I didn’t mean to blame me, I’ll get you the medicine box.