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"Wait." Chilling a smile, Leng Muqin caught her arm in an instant. Then, without caring if she was struggling or not, she pulled with great strength, forcing Zhong Wanqiu's face to turn towards her. "Pu!" His lips quickly touched her lips, just like a dragonfly touching water, and in a flash, he moved away. "Just like husband and wife, good night."

She ran into her room as if she was escaping from danger. She was not used to his words of "only being like a husband and wife".

"Zhong Wanqiu, I have a friend coming over. If you want to see him, then come out and entertain him with me. If you don't want to see him, then just close the door and pretend that my friend and I don't exist."

His voice drifted over in a carefree manner. Zhong Wanqiu heard it clearly as he stood in front of the door. With his back facing her, she closed the door with a bang. She wasn't curious about him and his so-called friends. She regarded them as transparent.

She immediately laid on the bed and kicked off her slippers. She looked at the monotonous color in the room. She was so annoyed.

He didn't want to move. He didn't want to move at all. He just lied there quietly without a trace of sleepiness. But at this moment, it was really getting late.

The room was so quiet that even the sound of his own heartbeat could be heard clearly. Leng Mujing did not know what he was doing next door.

Were they doing warm-up exercises? Watching A film?

I heard men love that kind of film.

But she hadn't.

All of a sudden, he felt a little curious, just like when he was in junior high school and the teacher was talking about the structure of a man and a woman's body. He felt a little shy along with that intense curiosity.

Zhong Wanqiu quietly opened the door a crack, but before she could take her eyes out, the doorbell rang.

"He's coming." The man's voice suddenly came from the living room. Leng Mu had asked him to stay in the room the entire time.

His gaze followed Leng Mu's strong body to the front door. This man was actually only wearing a singlet and shorts. Thinking about it, the person he was waiting for must be a woman that was as anxious as a tiger.

His hand landed on the handle, and with that one turn, the door opened, and then … Leng Muxian was immediately embraced by someone.

One day, Zhong Xiuqiu was dumbfounded. The person that hugged Leng Mu Xun was definitely not a woman, but a man. Furthermore, it was a man in military uniform.

Was he a comrade?

Does he have military control?

Staring dumbfoundedly at the two men who were hugging each other, Zhong Xianqiu's eyes started to hurt a little, as if they were the signs of a chicken's eyes …

Gently, she closed the door. She absolutely could not look at him again. She did not have the habit of spying on him.

"Bang …" "Bang …" Muffled sounds followed one after another, leaving her no choice but to listen to them.

Zhong Wanqiu finally figured it out. Leng Muqin was the type of man who shared both genders, so he didn't want to get married. It was his bad luck that sent him to the sect.

This was really bad. Not only had Xia Jingxuan cheated, but she had also met a man like Leng Mu Xun.

Forget it, he was him and she was her. She would obediently bathe and sleep, and still have to go to school tomorrow.

The bathroom in his room felt more comfortable the more he thought about it. After taking a shower, he walked out of the bathroom while wiping his hair comfortably. "Ding ling …" The doorbell rang again.

He said she didn't have to go out.

However, this bell still aroused Zhong Xianqiu's curiosity. Didn't a man in a military uniform already appear? Could there be another one?

With one hand, she naturally opened the door a crack. This time, she looked out and saw a top-notch beauty. Her height and walking posture made her look like a model.

One day, Leng Mushen could actually be in bed with both men and women at the same time …

He dared not imagine such a scene.

But that had nothing to do with her. She just wanted to play her part.

Zhong Wanqiu went to bed after washing up, but he kept tossing and turning in his bed, unable to fall asleep no matter how hard he tried.

She didn't know what time she slept, but she never heard the sound of someone leaving the room next door.

When she woke up, the sky was already bright. The smell of fried eggs and toast wafted in the air. It was really fragrant. She stretched a little before completely waking up. She slowly got up. She was at Leng Muxian's residence.

He put on his usual clothes lazily and opened the door quietly. There was no one in the living room.

Except for the kitchen, everything was quiet.

Could it be that the female model or the man in the military uniform would only cook breakfast for him after he had been humiliated for an entire night?

He pushed open the door, and with a 'bang', his forehead bumped into Leng Han's chin. In front of him, Leng Mujing was looking at her with a cold expression on her face. It was fortunate that he moved fast, otherwise, the two plates of fried eggs in her hands would have been ruined …

Ye Zichen raised his hand to touch Leng Muxian's face. It really was Leng Muxian, it was as if it was a fake.

Zhong Wanqiu remained silent as he tilted his head to look behind Leng Muqin.

"What are you looking at?" he whispered.

"No …." "Nothing." Behind him, there was no one. His gaze landed on the yellow egg that he had just fried in his hand. It looked extremely tasty. "Leng Muxian, did you fry this?"

"Well, yes."

Zhong Wanqiu stuck out his tongue and then slowly stepped aside.

"Zhong Xianqiu, bring me the bread and milk."

After entering the kitchen, he saw two cups of milk and a piece of bread neatly placed on a tray. He then carried them to the dining table and left.

The food had nothing to do with her. It must have been prepared for his woman or his man.

Oh, why is it so awkward? Men and women at one time.

"Come back." Just as he was about to enter his room, Leng Muqiu's low growl came from behind him.

"What for?" She lazily looked at him. The room's fragrance had awakened the gluttony in her stomach. She was hungry.

"Come back and sit down."

Did she have to listen? However, when she thought of this, she couldn't help but walk towards the dining table and sit down. Opposite her was Leng Mu Xun, who should have been busy the previous night.

"Breakfast."

"Oh." She indifferently replied, propping her chin with her hand as she watched him eat. "Do you want me to call someone over for you?"

"Who are you calling?"

Leng Muxian took a bite of the fried egg. It smelled so good, and even the fried egg looked so delicious. "Ah Xun, shouldn't I call the woman or the man in your room?"

"What woman and man are you talking about?"

"No …." "Nothing." He didn't admit it yet, but she had clearly seen a man and a woman walk into the house last night.

"Zhong Xiuqiu, are you going to wait until it's cold before eating? That would be awful. "

Zhong Wanqiu stared at Leng Musheng with his eyes wide open. He pointed at his own nose and asked, "You're making me eat the breakfast you cooked?"

"Of course."

He was stupefied, but he quickly regained his senses. He picked up the fried egg with his chopsticks and took a bite. To be honest, his fried egg was actually quite fragrant.

It seemed that this was the first time Zhong Wanqiu had eaten hot bread. He took a bite, then took a sip of milk, and it was surprisingly delicious. He ate it all in one go, and when he finished, Leng Muxun, who was wiping the corner of her lips with a wet towel, said, "Late Autumn, you can go now, right?"

"Aiya, I'm going to be late." Only after being reminded by Leng Mu did Zhong Wanqiu realize that it was time for class. He stood up and was about to head out to catch the bus to school.

"Halt."

"Ah …" "Ah Xun, I'm going to class now."

Leng Mu Xun once again looked her up and down before snorting, "Go and change your clothes."

"For what?" He was too slow to react.

"My clothes and shoes have all changed."

"I only have this pair of shoes, I don't have a choice to change into. Bye bye, I really have to go to class." Just as he turned around to leave, his shoulder was lifted as he walked to the door. Zhong Xiuqiu, who had been treated like a little chick by Leng Mu, was brought to his room.

He pulled the door open and then the clothes inside the cabinet. There were a whole row of clothes inside the cabinet, and he picked one out. He picked one out and threw it on her, "Change into it."

"But …" But this was his girlfriend's clothes, right? She had only helped to test the size yesterday, and while questioning, her gaze also drifted towards his room. It was clean and tidy, without even the slightest trace of the previous night, as if that man and woman had never come before.

However, she'd seen it with her own eyes, so it couldn't be wrong.

"What are you looking at? But what? "Hurry up and change, or you'll really be late."

"No, I don't like to wear other people's clothes." He turned around and left without the slightest hesitation.

"Who said it's someone else's clothes? "Come back here."

Another roar, so loud that it made Zhong Wanqiu dizzy. He turned his head and pointed at his own nose. "Could it be mine?"

"Yes, grandpa is coming. You have to wear it, even if you don't want to." He arrogantly announced, "I don't want my grandpa's dog legs to report how bad I am to you. That way, I won't be able to pass."

She understood.

He took the clothes from her and went to his room to change. When he walked out of his room, he was waiting for her by the door. When he saw her, he nodded and said, "OK, let's go."

"Oh." She felt a bit awkward as she had never worn such good clothes before. She really wasn't used to it. She lowered her head and watched as the tip of her shoes approached him. Then, she waited for him to open the door before walking out together with her.

When she got into the elevator, she pressed the button for the first floor, and he pressed the button for the second floor.

"Ding!" Just as she was about to take a step forward, Leng MuXun caught her and said, "Sit in my car. Otherwise, do you want to be late?"

The standard unmarried man and woman, when Leng MuXun opened the car door for her with a devilish smile, and invited her to go to class, the surroundings were filled with jealous gazes. Those gazes caused Zhong Jiuqiu to flash into the school gate, not daring to look back at that flashy black BMW again.

And, the cool mummies gracefully swirled into the car.