Seduce the Villain Plan

Fanwai·Tang Mojing (1-2)

The moon quietly climbed the branches, the insects whispered quietly from the summer lawn, the breeze blew the scattered curtains, and the bright moonlight quietly scattered into the villa's room.

On the soft big bed, Tang Mojing wrapped his arms around Gu Yiling, held him in his arms, closed his eyes, and breathed steadily.

Tang Mojing woke up suddenly and looked at the familiar room in confusion. It was already dawn, and the gentle sunlight quietly illuminated a corner of the bedroom. The other side of the bed was slightly sunken, and there was still residual warmth in the blanket.

The bedroom door opened a corner, and a faint scent wafted in.

The scent was like a hook, attracting the attention of Tang Mojing who was dazed, but it was not rude, but itchy, lightly, and provoked Tang Mojing, and it was this kind of vagueness. That feeling made Tang Mojing unable to resist.

Before Tang Mojing didn't realize it, the doubts and unfamiliarity that were not so strong in the first place quietly faded away. He got out of bed in his pajamas, went into the bathroom to wash up, and then walked out of the room.

The closer you are to the kitchen, the stronger the scent that attracts Tang Mojing. Tang Mojing stood outside the kitchen and greedily took a sip of the aroma of breakfast, feeling like a cigarette addict.

The people in the kitchen seemed to have heard the movement, their busy backs paused for a while, then turned around and saw Tang Mojing leaning on the door frame, showing a warm smile, said softly, "Are you awake? Go and sit at the dining table. "Breakfast will be ready soon."

Tang Mojing nodded lightly, but did not move, still smiling like a fool.
Looking at the little charming wife who was preparing breakfast for her, she thought how beautiful she looked, so she wanted to hug her and kiss her hard.

Gu Yiling saw that he was habitually taking his own words as a deaf ear, the smile in his eyes was a little helpless, and he turned around and continued to prepare breakfast.

Tang Mojing's little wife put on a sleeveless suspender dress today, the color is gentle apricot pink, and her delicate little face is not smudged. The supple black hair on the shoulders and the arm holding the spatula like a white lotus knot, inadvertently reveal the temptation of pure love.

Tang Mojing's eyes were glued to him, and he hardly moved away.

Breakfast was ready soon, Gu Yiling brought it to the table, Tang Mojing also sat down. But when he sat down, he realized something was wrong. He and Gu Yiling were the only two in the family. Why did Gu Yiling prepare four breakfasts and four sets of tableware?

He looked at Gu Yiling who was sitting next to him, and just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, there was a sound of thumping downstairs from the stairs at the junction of the dining room and the living room.

Tang Mojing looked at the place where the sound came from, and saw two girls in their teens wearing different clothes, rushing to the back, as if they were afraid that the other party would surpass him. In the end, it was the one who looked older. The girl had the upper hand, ran down the stairs first, and then threw herself into Tang Mojing's arms.

Tang Mojing was stunned, and lowered his head stiffly to look at the girl in his arms.

Only then did he realize that he was not a girl at all, he had no Adam's apple, but a real boy. He was almost carved out of the same mold as Gu Yiling, just ten years younger than Gu Yiling.

Just when Tang Mojing was stunned, another girl... oh, maybe also a teenager. He saw that the older teenager had taken the lead, and his stubborn face showed a gnashing expression, and he also rushed to Tang Mojing. On his body, his hands wrapped around Tang Mojing's neck, looking at the boy in the sailor suit provocatively.