C27 Sleep Soundly

When Han Shaolin returned to his bedroom, Hsu Moyu was already asleep.

Looking at her back facing him, a man raised his eyebrows with great interest. His knees pressed against the big bed, and his big hands touched the side of her pretty face. He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

"The Great Hierarchy Han treated his guests well?" Hsu Moyu suddenly opened his mouth and spoke. He opened his phoenix eyes and shot a sharp glance at Han Shaolin. He didn't seem like someone who had already fallen asleep.

"What is it? Are you angry? " Han Shaolin smiled and kissed him lightly on the lips, with an indescribable amount of love and love.

"I, Hsu Moyu, can't do anything to your Great Sect Leader Han. How could I dare to be angry?" He made a mocking smile, but it was still a pleasant sight to behold.

"Lanfei Ling is just a couple that pretended to be together for a while in order to help her fend off her pursuer. It wasn't like the butler thought. That girl has a dark personality. Don't get too close to her in the future." Han Moya's level couldn't even compare to him when he thought about his experience during the time he played his boyfriend.

Hsu Moyu didn't expect Han Shaolin to take the initiative to explain it to him. He looked into Han Shaolin's almond-shaped eyes for a moment, but his mouth still refused to forgive him. "Sect Lord Han, why do you have to explain so much to me?" He sat up and gathered his food.

"Because my wife seems to be jealous. Furthermore, there are people who wish for us to have a cold battle, so how can I do as he wishes?" Ye Zichen sat beside Hsu Moyu and took his hand, then suddenly touched it with interest.

The palm wasn't as big as mine, and the fingers were long and slender, but different from the slender bones of a woman, they were beautiful and beautiful. My wife seemed to be perfect in every part of her body.

"You mean that Miss Ramfis's appearance was arranged?" Instead of withdrawing his hand, he linked his ten fingers together and admired it.

"It might have something to do with your attack today. This was probably targeted at me, and you seem to have been taken as a chess piece that messed up my formation."

This enemy was really patient! Only now did he take action, showing that this person had a certain level of patience. However, perhaps it was because it was now that his plan was carried out, and this opportunity might be related to Uncle Ming and Uncle Wei.

"Then, I am truly honored to be able to become the stepping stone to defeat Sect Lord Han." Although Hsu Moyu looked calm, the way he said it caused a chill to run through his body.

Han Shaolin knew that he was being looked down on by others, but he did not intend to comfort him. After all, he was not that weak.

"Who attacked you today, do you have any leads?" He hugged Hsu Moyu and lay down, then tore off the belt of his robe.

"I know, but I don't know." Hsu Moyu's voice was indifferent as he pushed Han Shaolin aside. Then, he frowned, "Go take a bath first."

"What is it? "You dislike me?" Han Shaolin still asked with a smile. It could be seen that he was in a good mood.

"Since it's like this, then come and bathe with me!"

Before Hsu Moyu could refuse, Han Shaolin had already picked him up and walked towards the bathroom. In just a few steps, he had already taken off his clothes.

"Can't you just occasionally hear what people are saying?" Hsu Moyu frowned as he looked at the nightgown that Han Shaolin casually threw on the ground.

"I'm not listening to enough! "If there was someone who dared to be so impudent to me like you, I, Han Shaolin, would have already given him a chance to be reborn."

He unbuttoned his shirt with one hand and glanced at Hsu Moyu. Then he went into the bathtub and let Hsu Moyu sit on his lap.

"Then may I trouble you to explain what the shooting scene in the hall means?" Hsu Moyu asked with a cold expression.

"You know it already, your observation skills are pretty good!" He kissed Hsu Moyu as if he was giving him a reward.

Then, without caring about Hsu Moyu's wishes, he suddenly started beating around the bush.

Hsu Moyu was already used to it, so he did not resist and let Han Shaolin do as he pleased.

One hour later.

Han Shaolin carried the tired Hsu Moyu back to the bed and helped him to dry his hair.

"Does it hurt?"

Han Shaolin suddenly asked about Hsu Moyu's condition and dotingly kissed his hair.

"If you don't want me to hurt you, then control yourself." Hsu Moyu pulled Han Shaolin down and lay in his arms.

"Back to the topic at hand. Tonight, the reason why you acted in this gunplay is because you suspect that someone else has spies here?"

The possibility is very high, otherwise the enemy would not be so knowledgeable about our affairs. I let the butler check on the time of entering the service, but coincidentally, in the past two years, there have been no new servants or bodyguards in the villa, so if we infer it this way, then someone has already planted spies around me for two years, or perhaps they have bribed my people, so they can be said to know everything about me, but the strange thing is that he only started at this moment. As he said that, he smelled the faint fragrance on Hsu Moyu's neck and rubbed on it like he liked it.

Hsu Moyu frowned and pushed Han Shaolin's head away with his hands, then said, "So you acted out this scene so that he can report up ahead that everything is going smoothly, and then you can slowly find the clown who eats the enemy from the inside."

At this moment, Hsu Moyu felt that Han Shaolin was not as vicious and cold-blooded as he appeared on the surface.

Han Shaolin laughed and realized that nothing could be hidden from his wife's eyes.

"Let's not talk about this. What do you mean by saying that you know who attacked you today?" Han Shaolin replied with a question, but his hands were getting naughty again.

Hsu Moyu, sensing the danger, immediately grabbed his hand and frowned. "Sect Lord Han was just about to point a gun at my head. What's wrong with you?" Whether it's an act or not, this is all a humiliation to me. If Sect Lord Han's conscience has not been eaten by a dog, then if his following actions continue, don't even think about touching me in the future. " Hsu Moyu glanced at him and did not move to stop Han Shaolin's teasing. Instead, he just looked at him.

When Han Shaolin heard this, he frowned. However, thinking about it, he was indeed in the wrong. He let go of Hsu Moyu's hand and pulled him into his embrace. "Alright, I won't touch you. Sleep!"

But after a while, Han Shaolin's dissatisfied voice sounded again, "Today's matter can be settled by both of us, but there is one thing that I, Han Shaolin, do not ask right now. If you, Hsu Moyu, don't give me an explanation after this matter is over, I will tie you up and tie you here forever." Hawkeye was not joking.

Hsu Moyu, who was in his arms, stopped for a moment, but then relaxed and nestled into his arms.

"Don't worry, I won't have anything to hold back when the time comes." A strange light flashed in Hsu Moyu's eyes. He suddenly remembered that Gong Haorann mentioned that they caught Han Shaolin. After today's events, he began to doubt the identities of the two men.

Han Shaolin was very satisfied with Hsu Moyu's reply, hugging him to sleep like this.

The dim light of the night shone into the window and the two people on the bed slept in each other's embrace. The scene was so peaceful and peaceful.