Chapter 899

Fang Yang let out a long sigh, lay on the bed, and felt full of enjoyment.

This comfortable big bed was much more comfortable than that rock-hard chair~

"Finally able to get some sleep, not easy."

Fang Yang closed his eyes, ready to rest. After all, he had barely slept yesterday, just drifting between half-dream and half-wake.

He got up early, so rounding it off, it was equal to not sleeping at all.

Creak~

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Fang Yang thought, "Oh no." He opened his eyes, and sure enough, he saw Mo Yan running over barefoot.

(Whoa! Whoa! How can this little girl be so careless? Little Yang, hurry, don't let her touch the ground. She absolutely cannot walk barefoot during this special period!)

Looking at the fan's comment, which sounded like an auntie, Fang Yang was stunned for a moment, not expecting that even aunties loved watching his stream.

"Uh, ah, I... I know!"

Fang Yang came back to his senses, immediately walked up to Mo Yan, and directly... carried her on his back.

(Straight man! Steel straight man! I'm speechless!)

(Brother Yang, if it doesn't work, just become a monk in this life. Whether it's shaving your head or entering the Dao, anything is fine, just don't harm young girls in the secular world.)

Watching Fang Yang carry Mo Yan on his back, the fans were speechless.

You... you should have carried her in your arms!

Wouldn't it be better to carry her in your arms than on your back?

"Pfft, what's the difference? Anyway, just throw her on the bed, right?"

Fang Yang curled his lips, unable to understand what the fans meant, and even less understood what that "good opportunity" was.

(It's fine, it doesn't matter anymore, nothing matters anymore.)

Fang Yang let go, directly throwing Mo Yan onto the bed, even making a loud sound.

(No way, you really threw her?)

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The fans were shocked, even more shocked. They thought Fang Yang was just talking, but he really threw her.

(Rough, too rough! Even a steel straight man isn't this hard!)

"What? Is my behavior wrong?"

Fang Yang looked at the fans' non-stop babbling and was a bit surprised. Could it be that he really did something wrong?

But it felt fine!

(What? Get rid of the 'ma'! It's definitely wrong!)

Fang Yang nodded thoughtfully, then immediately turned and ran out, leaving only the sound of a heavy door closing.

Then there was Mo Yan, who propped herself up and stared blankly at the closed door.

(No way? What are you doing now?)

"Running away, can't you tell?"

Fang Yang curled his lips. No way? Can't even tell that?

(No, sigh, that's not what I meant. I meant why are you running away? Could it be that someone is going to eat you?)

The fans were very curious. No matter what, your reaction is a bit too big, right?

"Pfft, if I let Mo Yan stay in my room, wouldn't I have to keep sleeping on the chair? Would you be happy if it were you?"

Fang Yang had already returned to his room and locked the door, cutting off the possibility of Mo Yan sneaking back in.

(I wouldn't be happy sleeping on a chair, but I'd be very happy sleeping on the bed with Mo Yan.)

(??? You're really a beast!)

"You, you be careful, you know? You might get beaten up one day because you're really asking for it right now."

Fang Yang twitched his mouth. Although, whoever likes what, whoever has what hobby, even if he doesn't understand, he respects it, like homosexuality.

But, saying it in such a cheap way is really asking for a beating. Anyway, take care of yourself.

Shaking his head, Fang Yang was too lazy to babble with these fans. After all, he really couldn't take it anymore!

"Uh, ah~ so refreshing, so comfortable. Fine, you guys play, you guys chat, don't worry about me."

Fang Yang felt that he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, which was enough to show how sleepy he was.

(What? Stand up, Brother Yang, the nightlife has just begun!)

(Exactly, the night has just begun, how can you surrender so early?)

"Anyway, anyway, I can't do it anymore, I'm going to sleep~"

Fang Yang waved his hand in a daze, not knowing who he was waving to.

(A real man! Can't say he can't!)

Bang, bang, bang~

"Hmm!?"

Urgent knocking sounded. Fang Yang raised his head vigilantly and immediately asked.

"Who? It's so late, what's the matter?"

No answer came, only the sound of knocking replaced it.

"..."

Fang Yang narrowed his eyes. Could it be some assassin or something coming for his life?

Looking around the room, there was nothing he could use as a weapon, so he could only sigh silently.

Wait, no. Where is this place? This is Li Zimu's territory. Who would be so bold as to commit a crime here?

Creak~

Fang Yang opened the door, and what met him was Mo Yan's smiling face, pouting angrily.

"Hey, hey, hey? What are you doing?"

Fang Yang reached out and stopped Mo Yan, who wanted to enter the room.

"Go, go back to your own room."

"..."

Fang Yang was speechless, really having no way to deal with the stubborn Mo Yan.

(Hmm... feels like Mo Yan is determined not to give up.)

(Yeah, if it doesn't work, just let Mo Yan in. The floor tiles outside are cold, and she's in a special period. Brother Yang, you should show more care!)

Looking at Mo Yan's bare little feet, his face darkened. She followed him even like this, isn't she afraid of cold feet?

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"Come in."

Fang Yang sighed and could only let Mo Yan enter the room.

Hearing that she was allowed in, Mo Yan's expression changed instantly, and she beamed with joy.

"Sigh."

Fang Yang sighed, feeling completely helpless. Was it really that hard for him to just get a good night's sleep?

"Why do you have to cling to me?"

Looking at Mo Yan, who had grabbed him as soon as she entered the room for fear that he would run away, he felt very helpless.

Didn't she want to enjoy a big room all to herself?

"Good, good, good, I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving."

Fang Yang sighed and could only let Mo Yan pull him to the bed.

"Alright, you sleep first, I'll play with my phone for a while."

Fang Yang struggled to open his eyes, trying to stay a bit more awake.

Saying this, he broke free from Mo Yan's hand and sat on the chair he had been intimate with all night.

"Ha, ah~"

I don't know how much time passed, but Fang Yang could no longer resist the sleepiness. He yawned, put down his phone, rubbed his eyes, and his peripheral vision caught Mo Yan sleeping soundly on the bed.

"Phew, good, she's asleep."

(Brother Yang, since Mo Yan is asleep, why don't you sleep too?)

(Yeah, after all, you didn't sleep well yesterday. If you don't sleep well today, what will you do tomorrow?)

Fang Yang knew everything the fans said, otherwise, he wouldn't have forced himself to wait until Mo Yan fell asleep.

He slowly got up and left gently, as if he wanted to eliminate even the sound of opening and closing the door. ===== CHAPTER 900 =====