Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

Xie Mosheng opened his lips, but said nothing.

He clenched his fist, looked a little forbearant, and his voice was a little strange, "ye Xunan."

At first hearing Xie Mosheng calling himself by name, ye Xunan was distracted for a moment.

"Well?"

"Do you know what you're talking about?" He asked.

Ye Xun looked at Xie Mosheng steadily. He stood up and came to him.

He took Xie Mosheng's hand, put it on his chest and asked, "don't you believe it?"

Under the palm of the hand is a weak body and a fast beating heart.

Xie Mosheng's fingertips trembled.

Without waiting for him to respond, ye Xunan has stepped forward to kiss the corner of the mouth.

He is like a green and astringent boy, not a bit of the usual dissolute appearance, eager, nervous but happy.

He didn't want to hear anything from that attractive red lip that didn't agree with his heart.

It's not so much strength as cowardice.

He was afraid and not sure about Xie Mosheng's attitude.

Perhaps, the word "love" is enough to make people humble.

Xie Mosheng felt the damp heat on his lips. His eyes were gradually dark, and his fingertips were tightly pressed together. With the restraint of a touch, "ye Xunan."

His voice was a little fierce. It sounded like gnashing teeth. "Do you know what you are doing now?"

On the surface, he looks calm, as if it's none of his business, but in fact, at the bottom of Xie Mosheng's heart, he is also uncertain.

He was afraid that this was just what the rich young master said on the spur of the moment, or, like last time, he was drunk and didn't remember anything. All the joy and entanglement were left to himself.

Ye xun'an heard the speech and looked directly at Xie Mosheng. His beautiful eyes didn't blink for a moment. His eyes were shining because of the people in front of him. "I know."

His voice is very light, but very firm, showing the youth's obstinacy.

Ye xun'an tilted his head and finally asked: "Xie Mosheng, what about you? Don't you have a trace of my heart

Even a little, even a moment.

Xie Mosheng bit his teeth.

He's going crazy.

And the culprit who caused the current situation still opened his watery eyes and asked him in a soft voice if he had a trace of heart.

Xie Mosheng really wants to kiss his earlobe. Seeing his blushing and panting, he announces out loud that he is more than excited about him. From the first time he sees ye Xunan, he wants him to be crazy.

Think like crazy.

"Ye Xunan, it's your choice," he said, looking at ye Xunan and holding his hand in his backhand. His narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly. "Don't regret it."

Ye Xunan suddenly began to laugh in a low voice and leaned over his ear to murmur, "no regret, never."

The last straw to crush the camel.

Xie Mosheng pulls ye xun'an into his arms. His lips are raised high, and his voice is still gentle. "It's regret, and I can't help you."

He closed his eyes and greedily grabbed each other's breath.

Ye Xunan's taste is very sweet, just like the sweet osmanthus honey brewed for a long time, which only he can taste.

Xie Mosheng's heart is also sweet.

A moment later, he let go of the breathless ye Xunan.

"You said you were going overseas?" Xie Mosheng suddenly asked.

Ye Xunan said strangely, "just now, my elder brother wants to send me to study abroad."