Xi family

In the open dining room, a boy in beige home clothes is standing in front of the kitchen table to clean up his breakfast.

Dark hair with just wake up when the messy, make his cold facial features look much softer.

Long white hands methodically put bread into the baking machine, heat the milk, knock the eggs open, throw them into the pan and sprinkle the seasoning.

His movements are flowing and beautiful. He is not so much making breakfast as performing.

Ding Dong——

The mobile phone screen suddenly lights up, Xi Muhan looks over.

Male god, can I come to your home and ask you to do your homework

Xi Muhan didn't reply to the message immediately, and he took out the fried eggs with a shovel, put his mobile phone into his trouser pocket and went to the second floor.

Pushing open the door of a room on the second floor, Xi Muhan went to the big bed, stretched out his hand and pulled out the person under the quilt, carrying him out.

The expression on Xi Muhan's face didn't change in the whole set of movements. His arms looked relaxed. It was hard to see that he was carrying a man of more than 100 Jin.

When he came out of the room, Xi Muhan looked at the servant at the door. "Go in and tidy up the things of master Huangfu."

In his sleep, huangfujing only feels that his body is moving, and his buttocks are hot because of the friction of his clothes.

It wasn't until Xi Muhan threw him into the back seat of the car that huangfujing opened his eyes and glared at the top of the car, but he didn't know where he was.

"Where is it?"

"The car to take you home."

Xi Muhan put his hands in his pocket and stood outside the car without expression.

The servant came up with Huangfu Jing's clothes and handed them to him respectfully, "young master, all the things of young master Huangfu have been packed."

"Give it to me!"

Xi Muhan took it from the servant, threw it on Huangfu Jing, closed the car door, and told the driver in the cab, "send young master Huangfu back."

The car slowly left the villa, Xi Muhan turned back and replied to Yu Qiqi by the way.

Huangfujing sat on the back seat with his own clothes on his head.

The driver looked at him anxiously, "master Huangfu, are you ok?"

"I..."

Huangfujing's wandering thoughts finally came back.

He looked at the clothes in his arms, at his bathrobe and bare feet, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Damn it

"Xi Muhan, you are a man of opposite sex and inhumanity," said Huang Fujing

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After receiving Xi Muhan's reply, Yu Qiqi happily loses his mobile phone and goes to the wardrobe to find clothes.

The first time to visit a male god's home, you must dress up beautifully.

Let the male god have a desire to fall down when he sees her.

Yu Qiqi took all her beautiful skirts out of the closet and screened them one by one.

"It's such a gorgeous color that the male god must not like it."

Yu Qiqi shook his head and threw it.

"This red with green, tut Tut, so ugly..."

Yu Qiqi turned his lips and threw them away.

"It's too short. I'm too frivolous to wear it out. I can't..."

Yu Qiqi scratched his head and threw it again.

"Why are these skirts so ugly? How did I buy them back?"

Yu Qiqi crossed his waist and threw out one skirt after another.

These skirts that she once thought were beautiful are ugly now.

Finally, all the skirts were lost, and no one could be found to wear out.