Daily Life Of The Wealthy

Chapter 73

Warm sunshine penetrated through the window, and on the luxurious hotel bed, the thick and slender eyelashes quivered slightly and slowly opened their eyes.

His whole body seemed to be soft as if he was by a truck. Feng Weiming moved, and his body had been cleaned up. There was no mixed body. The stickyness of the liquid, a tingling pain in an indescribable part, although it is not intolerable, it is also enough to make his face blush with shame. Thinking of last night's madness, unlike the point to the point and the end that He has experienced, it is completely suppressed helpless panic, and the uncontrollable plea at the extreme has caused more excessive treatment...

The man who did the bad thing was not in bed and disappeared to the corner, and the pillow next to him was cold. Feng Weiming. It's time. inch. Shrinkling under the sheet, pinching his fists and waiting for him to appear and throw it over...

While Feng Weiming was brewing emotions, the door of the room opened, and the bright Mu Yixi pushed the doorin and quickly closed the door, as if it was not allowed to let the indoor scenery leak a trace.

"You're up, honey!" Mu Yixi completely ignored Feng Weiming's dangerous expression, leaned over his forehead and kissed him softly, "I got up and saw that you were still sleeping, so I went to the kitchen to make breakfast. Are you hungry?"

He turned around and lifted the lid, which was full of Weiwei's favorite food, almond bread, vegetable salad, bacon eggs, yogurt, etc. The only abrupt thing was a bowl of soft boiled red bean porridge.

Feng Weiming, who has been used to replying to Xipai in the past two years, did not know what red bean porridge means, but a breakfast made by himself and completely accommodated his taste unconsciously dissipated. As always, Mu Yixi is always good at coaxing him out of his temper with gentle consideration when stepping on his bottom line.

Mu Yixi thoughtfully took a clean nightgown and put it on Fengweiming naked. On his shoulder, he smiled and asked, "Eat in bed or in the living room?" The room they opened was a luxury suite.

Feng Weiming looked at the gallant Mu Yixi, and his eyes flashed with a faint helplessness. He was just about to talk about the living room, but he touched the sourness of his body and said with a stiff face, "Here."

Mu Yixi immediately opened his attention to him, meticulous and his face was like spring breeze. It seemed that it was a very pleasant thing to wait on his lover.

Feng Weiming began to eat silently.

Mu Yixi smiled at him without blinking eyes.

"...Aren't you eating?"

"I've eaten it. Don't worry about me."

"...I can't finish it."

"Oh, why is the amount of food getting smaller? No wonder you lose so much weight. Pick it up and be a good guy..."

"Eat, you, breakfast, meal."

"Well, I listen to you."

*

After a breakfast that almost lifted the table, Feng Weiming ignored Mu Yixi's eager eyes for "stay in bed for another half a day" and strongly dressed and got out of bed.

On the way to the bathroom, Weiming staggered. Mu Yixi quickly supported him. One lowered his head and looked up. Their eyes glued together, and the sweet love that he hadn't seen for a long time surged out in an instant. At this time, He finally remembered that although the process was a little confused (mainly confused), they did spend a special night last night and completed each other's first experience together.