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

Chapter 389 This is my destiny alpha16

"Ayang, my parents won't mind. They're not afraid as long as I'm here."

Wen Hongxuan hugged Mo Yang's waist and leaned against him, rubbing his head from under his pajamas, "Ayang, hug me."

Mo Yang felt a little itchy from being rubbed by him, so he pulled him out and rubbed him into his arms, "Okay, we have to get up eventually, Hongxuan, be good and stop making trouble."

"Don't you like being with me?"

Although he had been with Mo Yang before, it was different now. Hongxuan rarely had any memories of the past. It was as if the longing for several lifetimes was piled together. He was now very dependent on Mo Yang and wished he could stick to him all the time.

But Mo Yang didn't seem to have that intention at all, and Wen Hongxuan was a little shocked.

"Hongxuan, I thought so," Mo Yang pulled Wen Hongxuan up and put him on his lap, "but we should get up now. I don't want to leave a bad impression on your parents because I still have to get them to agree to you marrying me."

"Ayang, they agreed." Wen Hongxuan lay on Mo Yang's shoulder, smelling the pheromones on Mo Yang's body, and his heart felt warm as if he was soaking in hot spring water.

He really liked Mo Yang's pheromones, so he moved closer to the gland on the back of Mo Yang's neck and kissed it gently.

Mo Yang froze up because he reacted so easily.

"Hongxuan!" Mo Yang was anxious and embarrassed, and he coughed twice, "How could you--"

Wen Hongxuan sat on Mo Yang's waist without any self-consciousness and moved his hips, "Ayang, you said last night that you would tell me that you loved me when I was sober."

"You, you get off me first." Mo Yang was hot all over, and he pulled Wen Hongxuan's waist to pull him off.

But after pulling back and forth several times, Wen Hongxuan's arm did not loosen at all. Instead, because of the contact and friction between their bodies, Mo Yang broke out in sweat.

"Ancestor, I, I need to go to the bathroom, please let me go first."

Mo Yang didn't even dare to look at Wen Hongxuan. It wasn't that he didn't want to do something to Wen Hongxuan, but the little bit of rationality he had left told him that now was not the right time and place!

"You don't miss me at all."

Seeing that Mo Yang kept pushing him out, Wen Hongxuan's eyes darkened. He lowered his head to think for a moment, then silently got off Mo Yang and sat back aside.

"Hongxuan," Even though Wen Hongxuan was not on him, Mo Yang still felt hot all over.

He could sense Wen Hongxuan's mood changes, and he turned sideways stiffly and kissed Wen Hongxuan on the side of his face a few times, "I love you, be good and wait for me."

Wen Hongxuan's eyes flashed and he nodded slightly.

Mo Yang then threw back the quilt and quickly rushed into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

In his twenty-five years of life, no matter what happened, Mo Yang was always able to handle it with ease, and there would never be any situation that was unexpected or beyond his control.

But in front of Wen Hongxuan, Mo Yang failed again and again, as if his brain had become stupider and his body was out of control.

Although Mo Yang was happy about Wen Hongxuan's feelings for him, he was still a little nervous, especially now that he was in the Wen family. Mo Yang didn't want to look like a brat, and he didn't want Wen Hongxuan's parents to misunderstand him.

Before he came out of the bathroom, he took a few deep breaths and tried to appear calm.

But when he went out, he didn't see Wen Hongxuan. There was only a set of clean clothes on the bed, which should have been taken out by Wen Hongxuan for him to wear.

He quickly put on his clothes and went downstairs, where he saw Father Wen studying an aircraft carrier model in the living room.

"Mo Yang?" Father Wen waved at him when he saw him, "Come on, help me take a look."

Mo Yang grasped the corner of his clothes and hurried forward, saying in a deep voice, "Good morning, uncle."

"You don't have to be polite to me," Father Wen looked very familiar.

"Xiaoyang, just treat this place as your own home. Hongxuan told us that you lost your memory because you saved him. We are not ungrateful parents. You have a good relationship and can be together. Hongxuan's mother and I have no objection."

"..." All the words Mo Yang had prepared were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a word.

Father Wen looked at Mo Yang with pity and patted his shoulder. "Can you help me see where this part should be placed? I have been working on it for a while but I still miss this one."

Mo Yang came back to his senses, took the thing from Wen's father's hand, took a few glances at the model and found the problem.

"Under this deck, uncle, the front section has to be taken apart again."

This kind of thing was something Mo Yang played when he was bored in elementary school. For Mo Yang, it was as easy as figuring out what 1+1 equals.

Father Wen nodded and started to act according to Mo Yang's instructions. "Fortunately, there are many reasons for memory loss. As long as it does not affect IQ, the problem will not be too big."

"..." So he was waiting here on purpose to test whether Mo Yang's IQ had been damaged?

But what kind of IQ can be seen from such a model?

Mo Yang was not angry about this, but was a little curious about what nonsense Wen Hongxuan had said to his parents.

"Don't mind it," Father Wen explained for fear that Mo Yang would be angry, "We only have Hongxuan as our son. You don't know that he came back yesterday and told us he wanted to marry you without saying anything. As parents, we are also afraid that he would put his trust in the wrong person."

Father Wen sighed helplessly, "He is such a person. Your aunt and I were worried when he was not in a relationship before. Now that he is in a relationship, he looks like he wants to give his life to him. We are all terrified watching him."

"I will treat Hongxuan well." Mo Yang lowered his head to think for a moment, then looked up at Father Wen, "Uncle, don't worry. It was my abruptness to come to your house this time. Next time, I will come with my sincerity to propose to Hongxuan."

"I think you're pretty good," Father Wen said, glancing in the direction of the kitchen, and leaning close to Mo Yang, whispering, "Your aunt is good at acupuncture, if she asks to give you acupuncture later, you should agree first.

Although memory loss will not affect your life, we are worried that you may have some hidden dangers. I will contact you for a comprehensive examination later and let Hongxuan take you to the hospital for a thorough check-up."

"..."

The more you say it, the more outrageous it becomes.

Even if Hongxuan wanted to portray him as a man who lost his memory in order to save his lover, wouldn't it be a bit too much?

Wen Hongxuan's parents are both doctors. It seems like an occupational disease that they feel uncomfortable if they don't find the cause of a problem. They are very concerned about Mo Yang's memory problems.

Although Mo Yang said that he believed Hong Xuan's words, he knew very well whether he had lost his memory in this life or not.

In just twenty-five years, Mo Yang was 300% sure that he had never known Wen Hongxuan before, and there was no gap in his memory.

Mo Yang felt that it was not him but his son Hongxuan who should be examined.

He was too eccentric in his words and deeds, saying one thing here and another. Mo Yang really doubted his mental state.