The male god is sick: the only favorite sweetheart wants to leave home

Chapter 377 Holding His "Tool"

The moment she saw Tang Shaojue, no matter how good-tempered Mu Xiaoran was, she couldn't help scolding her mother.

He didn't go to the bathroom, he went in and took a shower!

It's okay to take a shower, but you actually have a bath towel wrapped around your waist. How shameless you are to ride a horse?And what does this shape mean!Are you going to sleep here tonight?
But asking him directly if he sleeps here seems...too blatant.

"You...you" Mu Xiaoran stammered for a long time, and finally knew what to say, "Do you want someone to bring you a suit of clothes?"

"The water in your house is too fast, it made my clothes dirty, so I can only make do with one night here tonight."

Tang Shaojue said with disgust that he didn't want to spend the night here either, but who let the running water wet his clothes?Then I can only take a shower and sleep by the way.

Mu Xiaoran stared at Tang Shaojue: "You bastard, you did it on purpose!"

It seems that he has been wronged by what he said, the ghost wants him to make do with it all night!
"I sleep in the master bedroom, don't disturb me."

Tang Shaojue returned to the room with a cool sentence, leaving behind Mu Xiaoran who wanted to vomit blood, her heart was broken.

That guy just took over her room?
Mu Xiaoran quickly stood up and knocked hard on the door: "Tang Shaojue, come out, you bastard!"

She thought she was the only one living there, so the guest room was transformed into a study, and the landlord even sent the bed to a friend's house.

The door was quickly opened, and Tang Shaojue said maliciously: "Could it be that you want to sleep with me?"

"Sleep on your head, I'll bring you clothes and pillows, and go to sleep on the sofa!" Mu Xiaoran said angrily, anyway, she knew that Tang Shaojue couldn't sleep on the sofa, so she had to go by herself.

Although she also wanted to sleep in the big bed in the master bedroom.

What made Mu Xiaoran depressed was that Tang Shaojue didn't even show politeness, but lay down on the bed with peace of mind.

She was suffering from internal injuries, so she resigned herself to taking her pajamas, pillow and quilt and went out. Why is she not a gentleman?
Isn't the normal way to open the water sofa for men and the bed for women?
But when she woke up the next day, Mu Xiaoran found herself on the bed, snuggled into Tang Shaojue's arms, this posture is too intimate!
"Why are you on my bed?" Tang Shaojue preemptively questioned Mu Xiaoran.

Mu Xiaoran rubbed her eyes, forgiving her for being slow after waking up.

She was wondering how she was in bed.

Tang Shaojue said with a dark face: "Mu Xiaoran, I can forgive you for touching my bed in the middle of the night, but your hands are too much."

Mu Xiaoran moved her hands subconsciously, and the furry touch always reminded her of what was under her hand.

She's going crazy, has she been clutching someone's tool all night while sleeping?No wonder someone wakes up early in the morning with a dark face.

Mu Xiaoran felt as if she had been electrocuted, and immediately sat down on the bed, because the quilt was lifted, and someone's naked body was exposed outside.

"Quite thirsty?" Tang Shaojue teased with a smirk.

Mu Xiaoran glanced lightly, and said contemptuously, "That's all."

After she finished speaking, she hurried into the bathroom, um... she has a good figure, and the size is enough, but it's okay after using it.

But the fact doesn't seem to be the case. Her mind is full of images that should be harmonious. In fact, not only men have impulses, but women also have thoughts. Mu Xiaoran quickly turned on the faucet and poured water on her face.

If she didn't lower the temperature, she was afraid that her blood vessels would burst.

It's all Tang Shaojue's fault. Don't you deserve it if you don't close the door when you sleep and don't put on your clothes?
(End of this chapter)