Sitting on the opposite side of Mo Fei, Lou Yu stared straight at him.
Under Lou Yu’s strong staring eyes, Mo Fei felt really awful and even couldn’t go on reading his book.
“What is wrong with you?” Mo Fei heaved a sigh and then turned to him and asked so.
Lou Yu frowned, and complained, “So you arranged our dorms?”
Mo Mo nodded, saying lightly, “Yes.”
Lou Yu wrinkled his eyebrows, saying with an unpleasant tone, “How could you arrange me to share a room with Qian Ye? Aren’t you afraid I might lose myself and get him laid?”
Mo Fei was confused, head titled, “Didn’t you say you don’t like him?”
Lou Yu gritted his teeth, “Anyway, Qian Ye is a cutie. There is the possibility that I might get enchanted and lose to him.”
Mo Fei shrugged his shoulders, saying with a disapproving tone, “Qian Ye is not a weak toy boy. If you force him, he would definitely struggle.”
Mo Fei looked at Lou Yu with a serious face, “My prince, you’d better not have other evil thoughts on Qian Ye! Maybe instead of taking advantage of him, you might be ‘poked’ into a sifter. You know, Qian Ye is a badass, he is quite ruthless when doing it…”
Lou Yu, “…”
Lou Yu took a deep breath and then said after finding his voice, “Then aren’t you afraid Qian Ye might be possessed by his desire and get me laid using force?”
Mo Fei patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, “My prince, you think too much. You are not Qian Ye’s type. He wouldn’t lay a finger on you.”
Lou Yu, “…”
“Mo Fei, why do you want by doing this?” asked Lou Yu sullenly.
Mo Fei sighed lightly and then said with a pitiful tone, “I meant to let you and Qian Ye bond, but it seems things are going so smooth.”
Lou Yu pressed on Mo Fei’s shoulder and raised his voice, “To let us bond? Mo Fei, what were you thinking? Are you so desperate to make me and Qian Ye a couple?”
Mo Fei held his forehead helplessly, saying after a sigh, “Why are you getting so mad? It’s not like what you thought!”
“Then what is it like?” cornered Lou Yu.
Mo Fei shrugged his shoulders, “You wouldn’t understand.”
Lou Yu looked at Mo Fei angrily, thinking in his heart: How would I understand if you don’t tell me?
Mo Fei pulled his own hair, head down, whispering, “Actually my marriage should be decided by Qian Ye.”
Lou Yu immediately looked over to Mo Fei, “Mo Fei, what did you say?”
Mo Fei’s eyelids twitched and he hurriedly said, “Nothing, I said nothing!”
Lou Yu glared at Mo Fei, wearing a face of solemnness, “No, you said something.”
“No, I said nothing.” Mo Fei tried to deny it.
Lou Yu grabbed Mo Fei’s shoulders tightly, “No, you said something! You said your marriage should have been decided by Qian Ye! Why is that? It it…is it possible…he is your dad?”
Mo Fei looked at Lou Yu surprisingly, thinking to himself: How did Lou Yu come with such a shocking conclusion? But, anyway, it’s quite near. People say the eldest brother is like the father!
Watching Mo Fei’s expression, Lou Yu thought he guessed it right.
Because Qian Ye and Mo Fei’s characters were like two peas in a pod, which adequately confirmed the idiom “like father like son”.
It seemed that Qian Ye quite knew about Mo Fei. And they had some kind of unspoken tacit understanding. Every time Qian Ye yelled carrying on his family line, Mo Fei would always make concession.
Mo Fei always accommodated himself to Qian Ye. Whatever Qian Ye did, Mo Fei all tolerated it.
Mo Fei frowned, “Let go of me! You are hurting me!”
His words brought Lou Yu to his sense. After Mo Fei’s tip, Lou Yu noticed that his hands were still clasping Mo Fei’s shoulders tightly.
Lou Yu quickly withdrew his hands and said at a loss, “Sorry. I was thinking of something. Did I hurt you?”
Mo Fei looked at Lou Yu’s worried look, and shook his head, “No, I’m good.”
Lou Yu looked at Mo Fei, saying hesitantly, “Mo Fei, did I leave a very bad impression to Qian Ye?”
Mo Fei nodded, saying sighingly, “It should be very bad, I suppose.”
Lou Yu, “…”