The Villain Always Wants To Suck Me Bald

Breeder 22-23-24

Breeder 22

Under Song Shihuai's silent gaze, Mu Zhi finally reluctantly took out his phone and edited the message for Fu Lang in front of him.

[Catnip has a cat: Senior Fu, can you pretend that you haven't seen those words just now? Tearing Cat Head.jpg]

Fu Lang might just be processing documents on the optical computer. While Mu Zhi was watching the screen nervously, the other party sent an answer in the next second.

[Fu: Yes.]

This single world seemed simple, but when Fu Lang typed them out, his heart was filled with regret.

It was not easy to take advantage of the villain, but it only lasted five minutes.

Fu Lang sighed at the table, but Mu Zhi breathed a sigh of relief when his reply popped up.

Holding the phone and lifting it up, Mu Zhi approached Song Shihuai and said, "look."

"Senior Fu agreed immediately."

Song Shihuai glanced at the screen, almost without thinking, he could imagine the expression on the face of the Fu family politician at this moment.

After Mu Zhi showed it to the other party, he stuffed the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl into his mouth.

Passing the tissue in his hand to the other party, Song Shihuai put away the dishes and chopsticks and handed them to the eggshell robot squatting aside. He handed the optical brain to Mu Zhi, unbuttoned his coat, took it off and put it on the hanger at the door.

Mu Zhi, who had eaten and drank enough, just lay on the small table and looked at each other. He looked very excited. The moment Song Shihuai turned around as if sensing something, he pretended to lower his head.

The amount of porridge Song Shihuai cooked for him was not very large. Mu Zhi rubbed his belly and played games on the bed for a while. After Song Shihuai came out covered in heat, he hurried in to brush his teeth.

Song Shihuai originally wanted to call him, but when he turned around and saw that the young man was already standing at the door, holding on to the door frame, leaning out to reach the toothbrush beside the sink, the man turned around and went back again.

Although the blanket brought by the robot was a bit old, it was extremely long and could cover the entire bedroom.

Mu Zhi was standing on the edge of the blanket at the moment. He didn't want to spend time cleaning himself up, so he suddenly thought of brushing his teeth in a difficult way.

His fingers were swaying back and forth one centimeter away from the toothbrush cup. Mu Zhi stood on tiptoe, intending to pump up his breath and try harder. His back suddenly felt another wave of warmth, and then the man's hand was already one step ahead of him. He held the cup in his hand and handed it to him.

Mu Zhi's original intention was to be lazy.

But under Song Shihuai's gaze, he curled his lips and spread the towel he had used before on the ground, holding the toothbrush cup in hand and standing in front of the sink again.

Today in the afternoon, Mu Zhi had already slept.

But when he spit out the foam in his mouth and slowly gargled with water, Mu Zhi felt sleepy again.

While he was brushing his teeth and washing his face, Song Shihuai had already pulled down all the curtains in the room, and at the same time reached out to dim the lights on the wall.

When Mu Zhi came out, the man had readjusted everything in the bedroom to the most suitable state for sleeping.

Mu Zhi covered his mouth sleepily and yawned. Mu Zhi stepped on the blanket and came to the bed. Just as he was about to climb up, a question suddenly occurred to him.