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

Chapter 169 My Enemy Always Wants to Kiss Me 29

"Hongxuan," Mo Yang was led upstairs by Shen Hongxuan, "Why are they unhappy? Should I not have said so much?"

Mo Yang said this, but what he was thinking was,

If you can't handle these two sentences, how can you make progress in the future? How can you shine in a bigger arena?

I will definitely avoid Hongxuan at the next meeting and let them experience what it means to be scared and on pins and needles.

"Ayang said it very well."

Shen Hongxuan squeezed Mo Yang's palm and comforted him, "It's not that they can't accept their own shortcomings, but they can't accept it very well. It's you who pointed out the shortcomings."

Thinking about the expressions of his teammates just now, Shen Hongxuan found it funny.

"They have always regarded you as their rival. You are the captain of FA. Of course they will lose confidence when you pick on their little tricks."

"Don't worry, Ayang. They might be having a small meeting in the conference room right now. They should behave themselves when you are here."

"Hongxuan really understands them..."

Mo Yang complained quietly and was taken directly back to his room by Shen Hongxuan.

Shen Hongxuan pushed the man down on the chair and took out his own cup to get water for Mo Yang.

"Drink some water. I haven't rested this afternoon."

When Shen Hongxuan looked at Mo Yang this moment, there was a bit more pride in his eyes compared to the joy he had before.

Although in Shen Hongxuan's heart, Mo Yang is the best.

But Mo Yang's performance at the base today made Shen Hongxuan deeply understand what Mo Yang had said before: "I would help him."

His Ayang is really considering the ctw team and really wants to help his teammates.

Shen Hongxuan felt more satisfied than happy. He knew that Mo Yang did so much because of him.

Mo Yang took the water and gulped down two gulps. He raised his hand and pulled Shen Hongxuan onto his lap, sitting astride him face to face.

"Huh, what's the relationship between that Fu Yuan and Hong Xuan?"

Mo Yang snorted lightly, lowered his head and bit Shen Hongxuan's collarbone.

He saw it as soon as he entered the door. Fu Yuan's attention to Hongxuan was different from others.

It's not an emotion of love, but Mo Yang finds it hard not to mind.

If Mo Yang didn't know that Fu Yuan was the person Yan Yi liked, he wouldn't bother to give him face.

"Fu Yuan's family was not well off, and he was a problem teenager who dropped out of junior high school."

Shen Hongxuan held the person and said slowly,

“I discovered him in the game and thought he had some talent.

It took a lot of effort to pull this person out of his original home.

Fortunately, Fu Yuan worked hard and is now the top jungler in the country."

"Hmm?" Mo Yang glanced at him.

Shen Hongxuan quickly corrected, "Well, among the top three in the country, my Ayang is of course the best."

"It's just that I haven't played many games yet and I'm not on the list yet. That's why he can't beat me."

"Of course," Shen Hongxuan agreed immediately, "My Ayang hasn't made the list yet. Once he wins the game and gets the points, he will definitely be at the top of the list."

"Humph," Mo Yang ignored Shen Hongxuan's sugar-coated bullets, "Go on."

"It's gone," Shen Hongxuan blinked.

"I, Yu Fuyuan, am at most a good horse breeder who has discovered a good horse. That's all."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Shen Hongxuan nodded like a chick pecking at rice. "He doesn't talk much on weekdays and is a loner. Because he regards me as his benefactor, he pays a little more attention to me."

"Humph, you really don't know how to appreciate your blessings. Could it be that Yan Yi is not worthy of him?"

Mo Yang automatically regarded Lu Zhan as his own and couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

"?"

Shen Hongxuan didn't react why Yan Yi was suddenly mentioned, and turned his head to look at him.

"What's wrong? I'm here, so I won't let Yan Yi get bullied."

"???"

Shen Hongxuan naturally knew that Yan Yi treated Fu Yuan differently.

But this is the first time Mo Yang meets Yan Yi, right?

"You and Yan Yi are——"

"It doesn't matter, I don't know him." Mo Yang reacted and replied guiltily.

He glanced at Shen Hongxuan stealthily and quickly looked away.

My heart started beating fast.

I said the wrong thing just now because I spoke too quickly. I hope Hongxuan won't hold it against me?

"Ayang?" Mo Yang almost had the word "guilty" engraved on his forehead, "Speak properly."

"Hongxuan..."

Mo Yang was about to throw himself into Shen Hongxuan's arms, but Shen Hongxuan raised his hand to stop him, "Don't act like a spoiled child."

Mo Yang touched the tip of his nose and muttered reluctantly.

"How could Hongxuan be so mean to me for others?"

"Why doesn't Hongxuan care about me?

When it comes to others, I care.

Am I not as important as your teammates?

Now you won’t even let me hug you for the sake of others?”

"I know, you don't love at all-"

Before Mo Yang could finish his last sentence, Shen Hongxuan blocked his lips...

After the lingering kiss, Shen Hongxuan pressed his lips against Mo Yang's and spoke with a gasp, "Be good, go home."

"Ok?"

"Proof, I love you."

Mo Yang put his thumb on the red corners of Shen Hongxuan's eyes, chuckled, and pressed a kiss on it.

"Okay, let's go home."

Mo Yang's voice was low and hoarse, with an indescribable temptation.

Shen Hongxuan immediately buried his head in Mo Yang's arms, revealing his red ear tips, which made Mo Yang unable to help but lower his head and hold them in his mouth twice.

Shen Hongxuan hummed twice in Mo Yang's arms and buried his head deeper and deeper.

Mo Yang laughed happily, stood up with his arms around Shen Hongxuan, let him wrap his legs around his waist, and carried him down the stairs.

Fortunately, the others were still in the meeting room and he didn't meet anyone on the way, otherwise, Shen Hongxuan would really not have the face to come here again.

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Shen Hongxuan didn't know how Mo Yang brought him home.

All I knew was that when Mo Yang carried him out of the car, there was a medium-sized paper bag in his hand.

"What is this?" Shen Hongxuan's voice was soft, with a strong breath, which made Mo Yang feel hot all over.

“Proof tool.”

Mo Yang carried the person upstairs, strode up the stairs, and went straight to the bedroom.

Before Shen Hongxuan could react, he was already being pressed down on the bed by Mo Yang.

"Ah, Ayang?"

Shen Hongxuan spoke easily at the base, but when it really came to this moment, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

The key is that he has no experience!

Mo Yang lay on Shen Hongxuan's shoulder, chuckling and kissing him again and again.

The big hand penetrated through the clothes and directly covered the skin, causing Shen Hongxuan to tremble with excitement.

"Hongxuan is shaking. Is he scared?"

Mo Yang's voice was very hoarse, but he still controlled himself and didn't dare to make any big movements for fear of scaring the person under him.

"I, no, no."

All of Shen Hongxuan's exposed skin was red, mainly because of embarrassment, but also possibly because of the burns from Mo Yang's hot breath.

As for the trembling, it was because he had never been so close to anyone before, and his body was reacting autonomously, and he couldn't control it at all.

"Ayang,"

Shen Hongxuan made up his mind, raised his hands and put them around Mo Yang's neck, with his heart almost beating out, he invited softly,

"I'm not afraid. I, I think--well..."

Mo Yang had been patient to the extreme, but Hongxuan was still throwing himself at him without knowing the consequences.

"Be good, leave it to me, Hongxuan, I love you."

"Um……"

It wasn't completely dark yet, but the bedroom curtains were already drawn.

The setting sun filtered into the house through the gap in the curtains, touched the scorching hot air inside, and instantly shrank back, disappearing under the darkness.

In the night that should have been silent, one could always hear moans that sounded like pleasure or pain.

The voice was lingering and melodious, interspersed with heavy breathing and lustful whispers.

It was not until the daybreak that the people in the house no longer had the strength to speak, and the ambiguous factors in the room were no longer so hot, and slowly returned to calm.