How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

Chapter 387 This is my destiny alpha14

This time, Mo Yang pushed Wen Hongxuan away, with his face down and not looking at him.

In order to express his unhappiness, Mo Yang moved to the end of the bed and sat with his back to Wen Hongxuan, lowering his head and scratching his thigh.

Anyway, just ignore Wen Hongxuan.

"Ayang?" Wen Hongxuan still had a smile on his face. He took off his glasses and put his computer on the bedside table, then walked over from behind Mo Yang. "What's wrong? Are you angry?"

Wen Hongxuan was a little intoxicated by the Baileys-scented pheromones emanating from Mo Yang's body. He stuck to Mo Yang's neck and wanted to bite him directly.

Mo Yang didn't want to pay attention to him and still kept his head down.

Wen Hongxuan hugged Mo Yang's waist from behind, and he could clearly feel that his whole body was tense and he dared not move.

"Be good, stop making trouble." Wen Hongxuan leaned on his shoulder and said softly, "Do you want to sleep? I haven't rested all day today, and I'm a little tired now."

Wen Hongxuan had a lot of trouble today.

When I got home in the morning, I had a cordial and friendly conversation with my parents, telling them that I had already chosen my future partner and might bring him back today.

Originally, Wen's parents were very happy, thinking that their son had finally come to his senses.

After knowing that the other party was an alpha, both of them looked disheartened. After learning that the alpha was Mo Yang, the popular young master of the Mo family who was often in the news in the Beijing circle, the faces of the old couple of the Wen family turned pale and blue.

Wen Hongxuan gave them time to digest it, and went out with Chi Heng in the afternoon to attend the welcoming banquet.

Wen Hongxuan didn't know how to drink, and he was a little tipsy after just a little. But Chi Heng stopped him from drinking too much, and he was almost sober the moment he saw Mo Yang.

It’s almost twelve o’clock now. If I don’t go to sleep, the roosters will start crowing.

"I'm not sleepy. I slept too much in the afternoon." Mo Yang was ready to sit at the end of the bed until dawn and ignore this unreliable liar.

Wen Hongxuan smiled softly in his ear, "It turns out that Ah Yang didn't miss me at all. I was so distracted by you the whole day, but you slept soundly."

"..."

Mo Yang suddenly felt like a huge pot was placed on his head, and he felt like there was something stuck in his throat.

He turned sideways to look at Wen Hongxuan and found that the man was still smiling, and it was obvious that he was deliberately making fun of him.

"Wen Hongxuan, if you keep doing this I'll go home. Do you think it's fun to bully me?"

Mo Yang felt that this man was simply vicious. He just wanted to see him panic and had to find something to do when there was nothing to do.

Wen Hongxuan just likes to see Mo Yang throwing a tantrum. It’s so adorable that he can’t take the smile off his face.

I couldn't help it, so I hugged Mo Yang's neck and kissed him on the cheek, "So cute, what did Ayang just say?"

"you--"

Mo Yang broke away from him and stood up, his neck and ears were all red, "Wen Hongxuan! You are simply, simply——"

"What am I?"

Wen Hongxuan was completely unaware of his behavior of teasing a good boy. He tilted his head to look at him, and his eyes never left Mo Yang for a moment from beginning to end.

Mo Yang snorted angrily and walked towards the door, looking like he was so angry that he was determined to run away from home.

Wen Hongxuan quickly got out of bed and grabbed his arm to block him, "Okay, okay, Ayang, stop making trouble. Don't be angry. I was wrong."

Wen Hongxuan admitted his mistakes readily and didn't care at all where he went wrong.

Mo Yang looked down at Wen Hongxuan who was barefoot on the floor, and his heart softened.

"You're not wearing shoes." Mo Yang reminded in what he thought was a vicious tone.

Wen Hongxuan curled the corners of his mouth, put his arms around Mo Yang's neck and jumped straight onto him.

Mo Yang stretched out his arms with a look of horror to catch the man, and subconsciously held Wen Hongxuan around his waist.

"Go to sleep, hold me in your arms." Wen Hongxuan stuck to Mo Yang again, and this time he would never get down no matter what.

"Wen Hongxuan, did I owe you something in my previous life?"

Mo Yang himself couldn't understand why this person tortured him like this, but he didn't feel angry at all.

Even a heart is thrown to someone else as if it were a gift for free.

Mo Yang almost accepted his fate and sat back on the bed with Wen Hongxuan in his arms. He sighed and said, "Wen Hongxuan, you can torture me however you want. I only ask you not to abandon me one day."

Wen Hongxuan was stunned and paused visibly.

"Ayang? You..."

Mo Yang sighed again, patting Wen Hongxuan on the back without looking at him. His voice seemed to have used up all his strength, with a desperate determination.

"Wen Hongxuan, I am 25 years old this year. I have never liked anyone before, and I never thought that one day I would care about someone so much.

As the successor of the Mohist school, I have many things: wealth, status, reputation...

Among the younger generation, his abilities are considered outstanding.

There is nothing I cannot get, and apart from my parents and brother, I have never asked for sincerity from anyone else. "

Mo Yang said, turning his head and carefully nuzzling Wen Hongxuan's ear.

"I don't know what kind of intention you have in approaching me, but I know my own heart.

If I have something you want, no matter what it is, I will be happy because it is a reason for you to appear in front of me.

Wen Hongxuan, I can't live without you.

Could you, could you just keep on—well…”

The rest of the words were blocked by Wen Hongxuan's lips. He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes to look at Mo Yang. His whole body was filled with soreness due to heartache.

Wen Hongxuan just followed his own wishes and kept pestering Mo Yang, but ignored the nervousness and uneasiness Mo Yang had felt since he met him.

Even though he knew he was teasing him, Mo Yang was still foolish, approaching him like a gambler while feeling panic in his heart.

It is something that any normal adult knows that you cannot easily reveal your cards.

As a businessman, Mo Yang said to him like a broken jar, "I can't live without you anymore."

What fool would come up and tear out his or her heart and offer it to that person with both hands, and then beg that person not to throw it away?

Only Mo Yang, only Mo Yang, this fool, has not learned to bend at all in all these years...

"Ayang, baby, I love you."

Wen Hongxuan pressed Mo Yang down completely, his eyes red and he pecked his lips lightly with tears.

He didn't know how much Mo Yang could feel his love, but Wen Hongxuan wanted Mo Yang to know that he belonged to Mo Yang.

"Wen, Wen Hongxuan..."

Mo Yang was so dizzy from Wen Hongxuan's kiss that the throbbing in his heart was like the crabapple flowers blooming in spring, warm and flamboyant.

"You're crying."

Mo Yang tilted his neck back and tasted the bitterness and saltiness coming from Wen Hongxuan's lips. He raised his hand and tried to pull Wen Hongxuan up, "What's wrong with you? Don't cry."

"You're so stupid," Wen Hongxuan buried his head in Mo Yang's shoulder, unwilling to get up, his voice full of tears, "What would you do without me?"

Mo Yang curled his lips upon hearing this and pulled Wen Hongxuan closer to him, "So I will always have you?"

"Yes, I have always been yours, Mo Yang," Wen Hongxuan hugged Mo Yang tightly, wishing he could embed himself into his body, "You just forgot."