[BL, MTL] False Fairy Tale Copy (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 162: Extra (3)

Ming Shu was almost imprisoned in his arms. Warm kisses landed on his cheeks and between his brows one after another. He couldn't say anything to resist or evade.

The roots of his ears were red, and his nose was filled with the scent of mulberry, which was about to overwhelm him.

Sang Yin hugged him and coaxed softly: "Why are you still so shy? Haven't you been there before?"

He came out of the copy and recovered all his memories. He remembered every detail of being with Mingshu clearly.

Mingshu whispered: "That...that's in the dungeon."

No matter how real the dungeon is, it will still be slightly different from the current one. Especially at that time, it would be affected by some character settings.

He didn't know what he thought of, and he lowered his head and buried his face in embarrassment.

"Don't be afraid," Sang Yin kissed the tip of Mingshu's ear and inserted his fingertips into his sleeves to rub gently, "How about taking a shower first? I won't do anything else."

Mingshu leaned into his arms and nodded gently.

However, it turns out that just taking a shower is impossible.

The water in the bathtub kept flowing out. Mingshu blushed all over and sat on Sang Yin.

Sang Yin thought the bathtub was too hard and didn't want to continue here. He picked up Mingshu and wrapped a bath towel around the two of them before returning to the room.

The bedroom was still the same as it was when Ming Shu got up in the afternoon. The sheets were folded neatly, the curtains were tightly closed, and Sang Yin only turned on a wall lamp, so the light was a little dim.

Mingshu stepped on the carpet with bare feet, and Sang Yin wiped away the wet stains on his body before being carried to the bed.

There are some things on the bedside table, which the mechanical butler bought when he delivered the ingredients in the afternoon.

Sang Yin kissed Mingshu's fingertips: "I've made preparations. If it hurts, I won't do it, okay?"

Mingshu's eyes were filled with mist, and he hugged Sang Yin's neck.

This was his real first time, and pain was unavoidable, but he and Sang Yin had been together for so long, and everything was extremely familiar, and the initial discomfort quickly disappeared.

After it was over, Sang Yin leaned against the head of the bed and let Mingshu lie on top of him, kissing and massaging him.

Mingshu took a small breath, her wet forehead hair was pushed aside, and the blush on her face lingered for a long time.

He seemed to have found some of the feeling he had in the dungeon, and took the initiative to rub the side of Sang Yin's neck and gently bite his Adam's apple.

They still wanted to continue. In the past, when they were most indulgent, they would hang out all day long.

Sang Yin felt sorry for Mingshu and was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, so he reluctantly restrained himself from being gentle, but in the end he still couldn't hold it back completely.

Mingshu cried for a while, her voice trembling as she lay on Sang Yin's body, and her tears were kissed away.

In the end, Mingshu couldn't hold on any longer, and his physical condition was far worse than when he was in the dungeon.

Sang Yin took him to take a second bath. When he came out, the mechanical housekeeper had already cleaned the bedroom.

The windows were not open and some smell still lingered in the house.

Mingshu didn't have much strength, so he needed Sang Yin's help to get dressed. Sang Yin's pajamas were a bit big for him.

He was so sleepy that he didn't even know when he fell asleep.

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Mingshu woke up the next day, feeling sore all over.

Little Mushroom squatted beside his pillow. When he opened his eyes, he jumped out of bed and ran out: "Shu Shu is awake!"

Sang Yin was in the kitchen downstairs. When he heard the sound, he came up immediately, still wearing an apron.

He took off his apron and put it aside, then helped Mingshu get up: "Is there any discomfort?"

Mingshu thought to himself that he was not that fragile, but he still stayed in Sang Yin's arms, and it took a while before he got up to wash up.

Breakfast was already prepared, which was light meat porridge. When Mingshu was full, Sang Yin took him back to the bedroom to apply medicine to him.

Mingshu was stunned for a moment. When he saw the ointment that Sang Yin took out, he realized where it was used.

He blushed and resisted: "No need..."

Sang Yin didn't allow him to refuse, and didn't allow him to apply medicine on himself, fearing that he would be perfunctory.

Mingshu was so ashamed that he sat on Sang Yin and buried his face tightly.

Sang Yin's movements were very gentle, coaxing him to say that this was good for his health.

Mingshu couldn't help but wonder why he knew so much but was too embarrassed to ask.

It took a long time for the two of them to go downstairs. Xiao Mushroom directed the mechanical butler to sweep the floor. When no one was paying attention, he quietly took off a button cover on the mechanical butler's back shoulder, leaving a groove.

In the next few days, Sang Yin stayed with Mingshu at home every day, reading books and watching TV during the day, occasionally going out for a walk after meals, and returning to his room at night.

The two are in the period of being passionately in love, and they often can't control themselves when they stay together all day long, regardless of time and place.

Sang Yin is relatively strong in some aspects. Ming Shu has experienced this in the dungeon, and it has not changed at all now.

Mingshu sometimes couldn't resist and asked vaguely: "You used to..."

He wanted to know how Sang Yin got here alone before.

Unable to say the last half of the sentence, Sang Yin stroked Mingshu's back: "What?"

Mingshu shook his head: "No..."

A few days later, Sang Yin told Mingshu that he was going out for a trip. It takes a full day.

He has been back for such a long time, and many acquaintances have learned one after another that there have been several calls for copies, but he has rejected them all.

This time it is about the research and development of a new copy. The main system hopes that Sang Yin can go and cannot shirk it.

"Go tomorrow morning," Sang Yin reported to Mingshu, "come back before dark."

He would prepare tomorrow's lunch and dinner in advance and store them in the refrigerator. Mingshu could just take them out and heat them up when the time comes. There is also rice. .

Mingshu nodded and said sheepishly: "Actually, I can also cook..."

After living together for a while, Sang Yin didn't let him do anything. He applied medicine to him every day and even gave him a bath in the end. He was exposed, and the clothes were also put on for him.

Sang Yin looked matter-of-fact, holding Mingshu on his lap like a baby, taking his hand and kissing his fingertips: "I want to make it for you." After breakfast the next day,

Sang Yin went out alone, leaving Mingshu and Xiao Mushrooms at home.

Xiao Mushroom was instructed by Sang Yin to stay with Mingshu obediently and follow him wherever he went.

In the evening, Sang Yin was still not back, so Mingshu opened the refrigerator and prepared to heat dinner.

Little Mushroom squatted on his shoulder and raised his thin arms: "Shu Shu, what is that?"

It pointed to a glass bottle in the refrigerator. The liquid in the bottle looked dark, a bit like Sang Yin that day. Bought machine oil.

Mingshu took out the drink and found the word "mulberry" on the bottle.

He opened it and smelled it. There was a strong fruity aroma, probably a mulberry-flavored drink.

Mingshu turned around and asked Xiao Mushroom: "Can you drink it?"

Xiao Mushroom could barely smell the taste and was about to ask: "Shushu drinks?"

He waited until Mingshu drank before he drank. He hadn't forgotten that he was Thanks to Mingshu's reputation, I can live here and get free machine oil.

Mingshu saw through its intention at a glance and touched its umbrella cap: "Okay."

Sang Yin usually didn't allow him to drink anything too cold, but he happened to be away today.

One person and one mushroom sat at the table. Mingshu prepared a cup for Xiao Mushroom. Xiao Mushroom drank a little and felt unappetizing, so he stopped drinking while holding the cup.

Mingshu didn't drink much. While eating, he felt increasingly dizzy for no reason.

It was too late when he realized something was wrong, so he unscrewed the glass bottle and smelled it carefully.

Mingshu muttered: "It doesn't taste like wine..."

Little Mushroom didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Mingshu shook his head, pushed the mulberry wine aside, poured some warm water to rinse his mouth, and continued eating.

When Sang Yin came back, Mingshu was lying on the table in the dining room and raised his head when he heard the noise.

He reacted slightly slowly, stepped forward to greet her happily, and threw himself into Sang Yin's arms.

Sang Yin hugged him, lowered his head and smelled a hint of alcohol, and frowned slightly: "Why are you drinking?"

Xiao Mushroom ran over and explained: "It's the one that's the same as machine oil...it tastes good and sweet!"

Ming Ming Shu hung on Sang Yin's body, but his eyes were very bright, a bit like the way he looked when he turned into a werewolf in the first copy.

He accused: "Why did you come back so late?"

Sang Yin didn't take off his coat, picked up Mingshu and walked to the sofa, while comforting him: "It's my fault. Have you finished dinner? Will I eat some with you?"

Mingshu shook his head, rubbed Sang Yin's chin and asked for a kiss.

Xiao Mushroom sneaked away in a hurry, and the two were intimate for a while. Mingshu pushed Sang Yin's face away and said, "Am I your first love?"

Sang Yin said without thinking, "Yes."

He held Mingshu's hand and gently Holding her palms together: "Why do you ask this question so suddenly?"

Mingshu got the answer he wanted and leaned in his arms obediently.

After a while, he said vaguely: "They all said... you are not dedicated and are a scumbag."

Sang Yin paused slightly: "Them?"