Admiring white beautiful young man

  Pan Yu Yang stood in front of the bed, gazing at her curved infant-like sleeping face, stretching out his hand to caress the scattered hair on her cheeks, and the soft and smooth touch made Pan Yu Yang fondle with interest.

  He leaned down, unbuttoned his shirt, and these few days the little thing he had been nurturing was white and tender, feeling really good. Pan Yueyang lay down sideways, one hand constantly stroking the curved face, a satisfied smile at the corner of his mouth, this feeling was too warm. He had the appearance of a husband who went out and came back home to find his wife safe and sound waiting for him, in the curved body, letting him experience an unprecedented sense of security and self-sufficiency.

  Won't it be that he has fallen in love with her? Pan Yu Yang shook his head, this possibility does not exist, he never believed in love at first sight, and even if he would love someone, that person must be Xue Qing, not Wan Wan.

  The evil factor of the body is at work again, a man's body **far exceeds thinking**, leaning forward to gently bend the curved eyelashes "Huh, this little thing sleeps really soundly." The sensual lips immediately covered the curved ones with tenderness.

  "Hmm..." Wanwan, whose sleep was disturbed, opened her eyes drowsily with a slight itch.

  Seeing a certain woman wake up, Pan Yueyang's movements were no longer gentle, greedily teasing the woman under him.

  "Ah? Don't..." The master's whole body was pressed against hers, and she subconsciously knew he was going to do that thing again like the previous few days. Although he had been treating her well with good food and drink, it really hurt.

  "Be good, listen, it won't hurt this time, follow me." Pan Yu Yang stretched out her finger to press down on the curved mouth, continuing to tease.

  Her whole body was stiff and didn't dare to move, her nerves were tense and didn't dare to relax for a moment. Although she was very unwilling, but for the sake of a good life, she gritted her teeth and endured it.

  Looking at Wanwan's brave and determined expression, Pan Yueyang suddenly burst out laughing "Good girl, close your eyes, this is wonderful, don't doubt my abilities." It was like hypnosis, Wanwan obediently closed her eyes, and with skilled technique, she quickly became immersed in it, the two of them reaching the peak of pleasure...

  The next day

  Pan Yu Yang got up early, and the maid heard movement in the room, mechanically starting to help Pan Yu Yang get dressed. After a series of actions, Pan Yu Yang looked neat and tidy, while Wan Wan was still lazily lying on the bed, this little thing really loved sleep.

  Pan Yu Yang suddenly narrowed his eyes, quickly striding out the door. With a gentle movement of his dantian, he made use of his lightness skill to fly up and land steadily on the glazed tiles of his own bedroom.

  "Wow, your skills have improved a lot again! Your speed is getting faster and faster!" His mouth didn't stop tearing at the roasted chicken in his hand, this roasted chicken was so delicious that he couldn't get enough of it, no matter how many times he ate it!

  Pan Yu Yang couldn't help but laugh as she looked at the man in front of her, who tore off a chicken wing without any finesse, his hands covered in grease as he ripped apart the meat with all his might, looking like he hadn't eaten for several lifetimes.

  He shook his shirt and sat down beside the man who was intently eating roast chicken, patiently waiting for him.

  Looking at him spitting a houseful of chicken bones, Pan Yu Yang jumped down to the ground. He didn't want to be on the rooftop so early in the morning, and even more so with such an unimpressive junior brother by his side, it was too embarrassing for him.

  The Roast Chicken Master quickly finished a whole chicken, satisfyingly burped and jumped again, landing instantly beside Pan Yueyang.

  Wanwan has gotten up and washed, Fenghe suggests that Wanwan should go out and get some sunshine, don't always stay cooped up in the house.

  As soon as she came out of the room, Wanwan saw her master and a man standing in the small courtyard.

  The Roasted Chicken Guy suddenly saw Wan Wan and his eyes lit up immediately. He nudged Pan Yueyang, "Brother, who is this?"

  Wanwan rushed towards the two with a big smile on her face. Last night was just like what the host said, it didn't hurt and was even wonderful.

  Moistened and curved, with sparkling eyes, seeing Pan Yueyang would make her think of last night's blushing and heart racing, with a natural flush on her face, completely doting on the roasted chicken boy.

  "Wanwan, come here." Pan Yu Yang stretched out a hand.

  Wan Wan listened and walked towards him, naturally taking Pan Yueyang's hand. This was the first time she had ever held his hand in public, his large palm thickly wrapping around her small one, giving her a sense of security she had never felt before.

  Pan Yu Yang let go of Wan Wan's hand, and wrapped his arm around her slender waist, looking at Wan Wan's profile as if making an announcement: "This is my junior brother Bai Li Mu."

  Burnt chicken man has lost face, why are all good things his senior brother's?

  Baili Mugen wiped his oily hands on his collar: "I'm Baili Mugen."

  Hehe~

  Wanwan suddenly burst out laughing, and the two men looked at Wanwan who was laughing with her mouth wide open, and were baffled.

  "Where did you come from? Look at you, your clothes aren't even clean, your hair is a mess, and your beard is so unkempt, it's filthy! I can barely recognize you as my master's junior brother. I thought you were just some old uncle." Wanwan laughed so hard she doubled over, her stomach hurt.

  Baili Mu Bai was described as being curved like a crescent moon, and he scratched his head in embarrassment. It had indeed been a long time since he last groomed himself.

  "Alright, alright, Wanyan, stop teasing Mubai. He's always been a carefree person, and this is the most authentic side of him."

  "No, I think Wanwan's words make a lot of sense." Baili Muru suddenly smiled foolishly at Wanwan.

  "Come ~" The mysterious and cute little hand, Pan Yueyang struggled out of the small hands that were holding her own, and was pulled by Bai Li Mu into the house.

  Pan Yu Yang had a dark face as he watched the two people smiling at each other, silently following behind them.

  He didn't like Wanwan's sudden enthusiasm for other men, it made him furious, with flames in his eyes he followed closely behind Wanwan, the two of them seemingly unaware that he existed!

  "Fenghe sister, can you help me with something?" Wanwan asked with a pout, tugging on Fenghe's arm.

  Fenghe looked at the general with a dark face, then looked at the young lady and this man, waiting for Pan Yueyang's instructions. After all, who is the master of the house? Anyway, it still depends on the general's nod.

  Pan Yu Yang slightly nodded her head, with her hands behind her back, thinking about what kind of trick Feng He was up to, and also tacitly agreed.

  "Yes, miss, what instructions?"

  "Take a hot bath, yeah!" Wanwan giggled and whispered mischievously in Fenghe's ear "You must take a bath! You're all sweaty."

  Fenghe nodded, wanting to prepare hot water for the master's bath. Wanwan looked around in the room and said: "Sister Fenghe! Can you find some tools to fix his edges? He looks like an old man, haha..."

  "Who says I'm like an old man!" Bai Li Mu bailed up at once! He was in the prime of his life, after all!

  "Come on!" He dragged him over to the copper mirror and said: "Take a look at yourself, aren't you just an old man!"

  As expected, Baili Muru saw the man in the copper mirror and couldn't recognize himself. He still pretended to be startled, jumping back with a loud "Wow" and exclaiming, "Who is this old man?"

  "This action immediately made Wanyan burst out laughing: 'I told you, our master is so young and handsome, look at you, you're still his junior brother, but you look like an old uncle.'"

  Two people, you one sentence I one sentence, completely ignored Pan Yueyang on the side. Someone was very unhappy, but when they heard Wanwan praising himself as young and handsome, someone immediately stood up straight with more confidence.

  But it seems Pan Yu Yang is still a free rider, and the two of them are still chatting and laughing together.

  Looking at today's Wanwan, Pan Yu Yang was stunned. She had never seen him so happy before, laughing loudly and playing with Mu Bai like two innocent little puppies.

  Umm... puppy, indeed it is, just like two small dogs that haven't grown up yet!

  Feng He quickly prepared hot water, a razor, and also grabbed a set of clean clothes.

  "Thank you, Feng He sister." Wanwan handed over the item and pushed it in front of Baili Muru.

  Baili Muru looked at these things with wide eyes and said "Wanwan, are you really going to do this?"

  "Hmm!" Wanwan pushed something onto him again with great effort.

  "Alright!" Bai Li Mu said with a nod.

  Pan Yu Yang, who had been quietly standing by, watched Mu Bai go take a bath and pulled Wan Wan over.

  "What's wrong?" Wanwan looked at her master's gloomy face in surprise.

  "It's nothing." Pan Yu Yang had originally wanted to lose his temper, but looking at the curved and clear eyes, he endured it.

  "Wan Wan suddenly felt embarrassed "Master, I still don't know your... name."

  Boom!

  This is almost enough to make Pan Yu Yang also sprain her waist.

  Pan Yu Yang sighed, Ah, a group of little crows flying above her head.

  "Pan Yu Yang."

  "It's still better to listen to Mu Bai." Wan Wan pouted.

  "Wanwan, do you like Mu Bai?" Pan Yu Yang looked at Wanwan's expression seriously.

  Like it, like it very much! Nodding enthusiastically with a curved curve.

  At this time, Baili Murong had already come out from behind the screen with his head hung low, still muttering to himself: "Wanwan, do you think it's better for me to be like this?"

  Watching Baili Mutian awkwardly patting himself all over with his hands, Wanwanyu gave up on their conversation and jumped up to run to the roasted chicken vendor's side: "Wow, Mutian, go take a look in the mirror quickly!"

  Baili Muru stroked his smooth chin, feeling rather uneasy. He carefully approached the mirror and took a peek at himself, afraid that his current appearance would scare his true self.

  Wow, who is the handsome young man in the mirror? His hair was tied up with a bun, secured with a silver pin, and the rest of his black hair fell neatly, revealing his full forehead, two sharp and thick eyebrows, dense eyelashes slightly curled upwards, eyes still with a playful look, high nose bridge, thin lips.

  He had shed his slovenly image, and even the wind chime couldn't help but blink its eyes vigorously - was this really that dirty man? You can't judge a person by appearance!

  Pan Yu Yang looked at the two women and one man in the room with surprise, delight, and infatuation, now he was extremely annoyed!

  "Hey!" A dark face scowled as if the whole world owed him money.

  "Hmm!" Wanwan's soul returned, and she made a super big laughing face at Pan Yueyang's Bao Gong face: "What's wrong?...... Master." Wanwan was thinking about how to address him, paused for a second, couldn't call out his name, and still thought "Master" was more suitable!

  "Call me by my name." Pan Yu Yang didn't care if anyone was present or not, anyway he was very annoyed that she kept calling him Mu Bai Mu Bai.

  "...Pan...Pan Yue...Yang..." The stuttering cry was quite unaccustomed, and it wasn't as smooth as the master's. Wan immediately scrunched up her face.

  Pan Yu Yang suddenly lowered his head and lightly pecked on the curved face, he wanted to declare that this was his woman!