C17 Cohabitation

Lo Xiaoli was still spinning around in the clouds. It was simply too exciting, a little bit of a fever in his brain, and he actually agreed to take responsibility... He actually agreed to live together.

Shouldn't he be looking for a loli to give birth to the next generation? Why did he find a man?

Most importantly, he was standing in the living room of Mo Fann's house, staring at the tatami he had slept on all night. He wondered why his knees hurt so much.

Mo Fann's house could be described as a vast expanse of whiteness.

"Mo Fann, is this where we will live in the future?"

"Yes, I haven't stayed in my coming of age ceremony many times."

"If you didn't tell me, I would have thought that we just got off the house."

Lo Xiaoli looked at the empty house in front of him and was speechless. How could he live here? Other than a Japanese tatami on the balcony, there was only a solid wooden sofa in the living room.

"I was just thinking about what to do if my wife doesn't like the style when I find a wife to live with me. Isn't that right, wife?" Mo Fann hugged Lo Xiaoli with an evil smile, and the corner of his mouth was pressed against Lo Xiaoli's earring. The tip of Lo Xiaoli's ear quickly turned pink. The corner of Lo Xiaoli's mouth slipped again, and he kissed Lo Xiaoli on the cheek. Lo Xiaoli's face immediately turned red. Mo Fann was too good at flirting, so shy.

"Who, who's your wife?!"

Lo Xiaoli pushed Mo Fann and ran to sit on the tatami, burying his face in his knees.

"Are you shy?"

... "" Lo Xiaoli smiled and did not say anything. He was obviously shy and a little tsundere.

Mo Fann squatted beside Lo Xiaoli with a face full of flattery.

"Let's go and pick the furniture!"

... "" How could I go so far?

"What's wrong with you? What's the meaning of your expression?"

"What expression can I have? My waist hurts, my butt hurts, my knees hurt, my legs hurt, and my head hurts." Lo Xiaoli felt sorry for himself when he thought about it. If he was sleeping, then he was sleeping. If he was stabbed, then he was sleeping. It was also considered comfortable, but... It was too much to do it all night.

When Mo Fann heard this, he felt awkward. He had forgotten that he had tossed and turned too much yesterday. Now, this person could barely walk.

He touched his nose and coughed, "Um, yesterday, you were too enthusiastic. I couldn't control myself!"

"Mo Fann, you big bastard, are you even human? You f * cked me and said that I seduced you... I'm going to run away from home. Hurry up and come over to support me. I can't move freely." Lo Xiaoli shouted loudly and raised his small arms weakly, as if he was waiting for Mo Fann to support him.

Mo Fann put his hands in his pockets and tilted his leg. His bare feet tapped the floor.

"Yo, you're already so capable, yet you still want to run away from home?"

Lo Xiaoli's neck stiffened, and he looked like a little local ruffian.

"What? You want to imprison me?"

"That can't be!"

"Humph..."

Lo Xiaoli originally wanted to say the next sentence. He wanted to say, If you don't behave yourself, I'll f * ck you.

However, Mo Fann beat him to it, forcing him to not dare to speak.

Mo Fann said with a dangerous look in his eyes, a gentle smile, and a voice as gentle as a broadcaster's, "If you dare to run away from home, I'll fuck you so hard you won't be able to get out of bed."

Lo Xiaoli was shocked by this wonderful combination of facial features.

He quickly took off his slippers and laid down on the tatami. He covered himself with the blanket and pretended to be dead. Then, he acted extremely weak to gain sympathy.

"I'm hungry. My waist hurts. Hubby, please serve me!"

Mo Fann patted his head and smiled warmly. His eyes were so gentle that it could drown a person. It was as if the dangerous person just now was not him.

"Be good. There's a pot and no vegetables in the kitchen. I don't usually cook. I'll buy whatever you want to eat."

"Pork Buns." Lo Xiaoli blinked his moist peach blossom eyes, especially the little fox.

"No, it's too hard."

"Braised pork." Lo Xiaoli asked tentatively.

"No, it's too greasy."

"Saliva chicken." He gave up hope.

"No, it's too spicy."

"Braised Pork with Preserved Vegetables." The last struggle.

"No, the preserved vegetables are a little salty."

Lo Xiaoli was stunned. Why wasn't there anything to eat? So he mustered up his courage and shouted, "Make instant noodles for me. That should be fine, right?"

"No, it's not nutritious."

Lo Xiaoli, who was mercilessly rejected, was furious. He lifted the blanket and said, "You're not giving me anything to eat. Do you want me to starve to death? When you tortured me, I told you to stop. Why didn't you stop? Why didn't you stop when I told you to stop when I was crying? I want to eat meat, why did you give it to me? You are a man who only cares about yourself. I am going to run away from home."

After that, he started rolling on the tatami with the quilt in his arms.

"Your butt doesn't hurt anymore? Your intestines don't hurt anymore?"

"It hurts. What does that have to do with me eating?"

"You can only eat soup or porridge today," Wang Yao said.

"Then let's have rib soup. Put more ribs in."

"Then let's have the rib soup. Put more ribs in. Why put so many ribs in? It's too wasteful. I can only eat soup. I'll put more cabbages in for you."

"Mo Fann, you're not human. If you don't feed me, you're a bastard."

"Alright, alright, alright. I'm a bastard. Lie down properly. I'll make you some vegetable and meat porridge. There's meat in it too."

... "" He wanted to eat a large piece of meat...

Mo Fann comforted Lo Xiaoli and drove home to a large supermarket nearby to buy groceries. They were going to start living together.

Then blue towel, pink towel, blue gargle glass, pink gargle glass, blue toothbrush, pink toothbrush, blue slippers, slippers, yes, just one tube of toothpaste would do, and they could kiss indirectly, two white towels, and yes, they had to buy underwear. Lo Xiaoli was shorter than him.

"What did you buy?"

"Items for daily use. I'll cook first. I'll pack later. You lie down."

"At least you have a conscience." At least you have a conscience. When she saw the pink balls inside, she thought to herself, So Mo Fann is so introverted and likes pink? She covered her mouth and laughed for a long time.

"What are you laughing at? The porridge will be ready in a while, and the soup has to be stewed for a while. Why don't you lie down for a while? " Mo Fann gently touched Lo Xiaoli's hair and held him up. His movements were smooth.

"Mo Fann, have you practiced this before? Why are you so skilled at serving people?"

Mo Fann's face instantly darkened. Proficient? He was the young master of the Mo family, so how could he practice serving people? He scratched Lo Xiaoli's nose and said, "What are you thinking about? I look skilled because I am truly good to you. When a person is sincere in giving, he naturally looks gentle. I am afraid of hurting you, so of course I will be careful. I will only take care of you, understand? Don't think too much."

Lo Xiaoli's face was red, and he was extremely shy. He hugged Mo Fann's neck and kissed him.

"What does this mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything. It's just the repayment for taking care of me. It's a special treat."

Then, Mo Fann unceremoniously turned the tables and pressed down on Lo Xiaoli's body, giving him a good kiss. When he saw that Lo Xiaoli's face was flushed red and that his breathing was difficult, he reluctantly took the silver thread away from his warm lips.

He touched the corner of his mouth and said, "Thank you for your hospitality."