Daily Life of the Wealthy

Chapter 73

The warm sunlight came through the window. On the luxurious hotel bed, Feng Weiming's slender eyelashes trembled slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

The whole body was as soft as being run over by a truck, Feng Weiming moved, and the body had been cleaned up, without any mixed sticky body fluid ,a part that was difficult to open was stinging, although it was not unbearable. But it was enough to make his face flush with shame. The thought of last night's madness was different from the one that He had experienced before, but the helplessness was completely suppressed, and the uncontrollable begging at the extreme caused more treatment ...

The man who did the bad thing was not in bed, but he disappeared to the corner, and the pillow beside him was cold. Feng Weiming didn't shrink with the sheet, holding his fist and waiting for him to throw a punch.....

Just as Feng Weiming was brewing his emotions, the door of the room opened, and the energetic Mu Yixi pushed the dining car in and closed the door quickly, as if not to allow the interior scenery to leak a little bit.

"You're up, dear!" Mu Yixi completely ignored Feng Weiming's somewhat dangerous expression, leaned over and kissed his forehead, and said softly: "When I got up and saw you were still asleep, I went to the kitchen to make some Breakfast. Are you hungry?"

He turned around and lifted the lid. It was full of Feng Weiming's favorites, almond bread, vegetable salad, bacon, eggs, yogurt, etc. The only thing that was a bit abrupt was a bowl of soft-boiled red bean porridge. .

In the past two years, Feng Weiming, who had been accustomed to returning to Western styles, didn't know the meaning of red bean porridge, but the anger in Feng Weiming's stomach disappeared unknowingly after a breakfast made by himself and fully adapted to his taste. As always, Mu Yixi is always good at coaxing him with tenderness and consideration when stepping on his bottom line.

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

Feng Weiming looked at the diligent Mu Yixi, his eyes flashed with faint helplessness. He just wanted to eat in the living room, and after a moment of movement, he feel the soreness of his body, and said with a straight face: "Here." Mu Yixi immediately coax him, with a meticulous face, like a spring breeze, it seems that it is a very pleasant thing to wait for his lover. .

Feng Weiming ate in silence.

Mu Yixi squinted at him with a smile, without blinking.

"...Don't you eat?"

"I have eaten, don't worry about me."

".......I can't finish eating."

"Hey, your appetite has become smaller, no wonder you have lost so much weight, hug you... "

"Shut up, Eat, your, breakfast, now."

"Well, listen to you."

After a breakfast that almost lifted the table, Feng Weiming ignored Mu Yixi's longing look of "stay in bed for a long time" , Put on clothes and get out of bed firmly.

On the way to the bathroom, Feng WeiMing stumbled a little, and Mu Yixi hurriedly held his hand, bowed his head, his eyes glued together, and the sweetness of the long-lost love came out instantly. At this time, He finally remembered that even though the process was a bit muddled (mainly Feng Weiming was muddled), they did spend a special night last night and completed their first experience together.

Before he almost kissed again, Feng Weiming coughed and looked away: "I'm going in..." The voice was lowered.

Mu Yixi let go of him reluctantly.