"Well...you...you just think that I'm going wrong. Don't pay attention to me. You continue." Doudou turned to leave.
But Cheng Xiaobai and Mu Xinglan have separated. The two turned their heads and wiped the corners of their mouths at the same time.
"Ahem... No, Auntie Doudou, don't get me wrong." Mu Xinglan himself didn't believe this explanation.
Doudou smiled ambiguously, blinked her eyes, and said word by word: "It's okay, Auntie understands, and Auntie will not misunderstand this kind of thing. You...you can continue first. I'm leaving. "
After finishing speaking, Doudou left the two of them with a back view and the sound of closing the door.
Cheng Xiaobai finally realized the embarrassment. He rubbed the center of his brows, waved his hand and said, "Well... I should go to bed too. I'll go first."
Watching Cheng Xiaobai leave, Mu Xinglan breathed a sigh of relief, put his slender fingers on his lips, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He didn't hate the kiss just now.
There is even an indescribable liking.
Mu Xinglan knew that something was wrong with him.
But Mu Xinglan wasn't the only one with problems. After Cheng Xiaobai returned to the room, he lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep, so he started playing games, and finally fell asleep in a daze during the games.
And this night, he also entered a dream.
It was a dream, a dream of marriage.
In the dream, he was walking on the red carpet, surrounded by little boys, and everyone was blessing him, which made him wonder why he was the one who was thrown flower petals on the red carpet.
Shouldn't it be someone else?
Soon, the dream gave him the answer.
Not far away, what he saw was Mu Xinglan.
The man was waving at him, his face full of spring breeze, and even more so gentle.
When Cheng Xiaobai was about to say something, Mu Xinglan held his face in both hands, leaned over and kissed his lips.
In the ambiguous relationship, Cheng Xiaobai himself forgot who he was in the dream.
Then the scene changed and he found that he was already lying on the bed.
Cheng Xiaobai couldn't help scolding himself, but found that he was very happy beside Mu Xinglan, and seemed to be enjoying himself.
Finally Cheng Xiaobai woke up, seeing his sweat and embarrassment, he slapped his head violently, and couldn't help scolding himself: "Cheng Xiaobai, are you sick?"
How dare you dream of that kind of scene? Is it true that if you don't die, you won't die?
And is Mu Xinglan something he can covet?
Thinking of this, the scene in the dream appeared before Cheng Xiaobai's eyes.
Thinking about such a thing early in the morning must be my own bad luck. Cheng Xiaobai cursed again, and decisively went in to take a bath.
Unlike Cheng Xiaobai, Mu Xinglan slept well last night and was energized in the morning.
Seeing the state of the two, Doudou smiled and said, "Well, did you get squeezed out last night?"
"Ahem..." Cheng Xiaobai and Mu Xinglan coughed at the same time, looking at Doudou.
God, what kind of tiger and wolf words did they hear.
How could they be drained?
Cheng Xiaobai couldn't laugh or cry, and so did Mu Xinglan. They looked at Doudou at the same time.
But Doudou smiled disapprovingly, squinted her eyes and said, "Okay, okay, I don't intend to bully you all the time. Young people, I can understand, it's okay, don't be shy."
He doesn't need to understand the ellipsis on Cheng Xiaobai's head, he has a lot to do with it. Nothing happened between him and Mu Xinglan.
Those in the dream don’t count, don’t count at all!