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Yan Shen!How could it be Yan Chen?!

In the gloomy night, the young boy's delicate face was extremely white, it seemed that even his lips were transparent, and his clear black eyes were filled with panic, fear and despair...

He didn't say a word, but where does the current situation need any words?

The thin coat has been faded to the waist, the thin shoulders have ambiguous cherry petals, the big honey-colored chest is □□, the red place is also stained with light water stains because of being kissed, and the underside is even more empty. □.

Yan Chen clasped his waist with one hand and kissed without shackles. Instead, he raised his body and sent himself up like a sacrifice, looking forward to the tasting and pampering of the other party.

Too...too slutty.

There is no way to explain this. No matter who saw it, Chu Muyun would think that it was Chu Muyun's initiative, because the scene didn't have the slightest compelling taste, it was completely in a state of mutual affection and intimacy.

What is even more frightening is that this is definitely not the first time, it is definitely not the first time such a thing has happened.

There was already despair in Chu Mu's eyes. He was not stupid, and soon realized what was going on.

There has never been Mo Jiushao, it has always been Yan Chen.

It was he who stupidly caught Yan Chen as Mo Jiushao, and then...

What made him break even more was that he thought his mind had been answered, but it didn't.

Mo Jiushao didn't do anything to him, he still regarded him as a son, but he...had such a desire for his adoptive father.

The despair of extinction hit, Chu Muyun collapsed to the extreme.

Zero: "I think your body can tremble again, it's more realistic."

Chu Muyun: "Don't look at me, kids, I'm not wearing any clothes."

zero:"……"

Yan Chen also saw Mo Jiu-shao, being "caught and raped in bed" like this. He didn't even panic at all. Instead, he smiled at the corners of his mouth. After he got up, he seriously wrapped Chu Muyun's clothes and buttoned the boy with one hand. After he was in his arms, he turned his head to look at the arrogant emperor standing by the door: "Brother, I like Xiaoyun, and he likes me too. Let us be perfect."

His words made Chu Muyun horrified. He struggled to leave, but Yan Chen hugged him tighter. He didn't say anything, but the threat couldn't be more obvious.

——Do you want to let Mo Jiu Shao know that you like your father?

——Do you want to let Mo Jiu Shao know that you long to be kissed by your father, touched by your father, and by your father...

Chu Muyun didn't dare to move. He leaned against Yan Chen's arms, biting his lower lip, his eyes were red, but he didn't dare to look up and didn't look at Xiang Mo Jiu Shao.

Mo Jiushao stood there calmly from beginning to end, with no expression on his delicate facial features. He looked at Chu Muyun, who was bowing his head, before speaking softly, "Xiaoyun, look at me."

Chu Muyun didn't have the courage to meet him.

Mo Jiushao sighed lightly: "It's my father who is wrong and didn't pay attention to your thoughts, but you are too young. Don't worry about these things? You are just impulsive, in the future..."

Listening to his favorite voice saying this, Chu Muyun's face became paler, his eyelashes trembled fiercely, and his voice was stained with despair, "Father, if I really like Uncle Yan Chen, will you fulfill us?"

Mo Jiushao's thin lips pressed slightly, and after his eyes flickered, he slowly asked, "Do you want to leave Qianluan Peak?"

Chu Muyun suddenly raised his head, and a thick haze spread in his clear eyes. He looked at Mo Jiu Shao, and said something almost self-abuse: "So...Is my father letting me go, right?"

Mo Jiushao looked at him, a trace of pain flashed in his light gray eyes, but he still spoke, and his beautiful lips uttered cruel words that could destroy this young man: "I didn't imprison you, as long as you want, anytime can……"

"Enough!" Chu Muyun suddenly screamed, interrupting his unfinished words.

Yan Chen, who was watching from the side, was greatly satisfied. Seeing the collapse of the teenager in his arms, his desire for destruction was completely filled. The pleasure made him want to take this little guy away and press it onto the bed. Love it well.

It's a pity... it's not hot yet.

Yan Chen's thin lips raised slightly, but there was a sea of ​​affection in his eyes. He looked at Chu Muyun and said softly: "Don't argue with the senior brother, he is right, you are still young, now take you away. I'm afraid I will hurt you, but it's okay. When you grow up, will I come to pick you up?" He pressed his forehead and said affectionately, "I like you, Xiaoyun."

Chu Muyun looked at him with anger and bitter hatred in his eyes, but he couldn't say it, he couldn't say anything, because everything seemed to be what he asked for himself, and he was'willingly', and he couldn't deal with it. Mo Jiu Shao said his thoughts, because Mo Jiu Shao had never thought of him before. He said that he was only insulting himself, but it just made everything worse.

But, Yan Shen...

It's this man, it's him who ruined everything!

Yan Chen looked at the hatred in his eyes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened. He knew that Chu Muyun would not dare to resist him, so he leaned forward and kissed his lips: "Hey, I will come to pick you up. ."

Chu Muyun was so angry that his body was shaking constantly, but this appearance could also be misunderstood as the heartbreak of being separated from his lover...

Chu Muyun: "I don't think I should write a book."

Zero: "I also think that if you go to the entertainment industry, it is estimated that you have to get a little gold man to get your hands."

Chu Muyun was in a good mood: "00, your mouth is so sweet."

zero:"……"

'Jealousy' is gone, but the play has not ended yet, Chu Muyun, the little white flower that is gradually blacking out, has to continue acting.

The magnificent palace, at this moment, is empty and empty like a solitary grave.

Chu Muyun and Mo Jiu Shao stood opposite each other, neither of them took the initiative to speak.

The cool night breeze blew in from the half-open window, lifting up a misty cloud-like veil, letting the transparent moonlight project through the gap, stretching the two figures, staggering each other, and seemingly in phase. Support and stand.

What an irony.

Chu Muyun looked at the crossed shadow, only to feel dazzling to the extreme.

He finally couldn't help it, and said softly: "Father, I want to rest."

Only then did Mo Jiu Shao suddenly return to his senses, his expression unchanged, but his gaze towards Chu Muyun was full of worry: "Xiao Yun..."

"Father, let's talk about it tomorrow!" Chu Muyun made an order to dismiss the guest in a stiff voice.

Mo Jiushao constricted the look in his eyes, suppressing disappointment and said: "Okay, rest early."

After the'arrogance' left, Chu Muyun relaxed his body and sighed softly, supporting his cheeks, "Mo Jiushao is really good at playing with people's hearts."

Zero answered honestly: "I don't understand."

Chu Muyun pulled his long hair away at random, leaned back on the bed lazily, and said with interest: "Love, how can it be hard for the people without going through ups and downs? Especially for a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. "

Ling could hear it, but he still didn't understand, but he didn't plan to figure it out anyway, as long as the host understood it.

The next day.

There was a film between Chu Muyun and Mo Jiu Shao, no longer the familiarity and intimacy they had before.

From that day on, Chu Muyun was hiding from Mo Jiu Shao everywhere, and Mo Jiu Shao deliberately talked to him, but every time Chu Muyun had an excuse to avoid it.

He no longer clings to Mo Jiu Shao, he no longer has his father in his heart, he is practicing sword as if paralyzing himself.That appearance seems to be deliberately exhausting himself to the extreme: only in this way can I think about nothing, do not think about anything, that kind of piercing pain can be suppressed; only when he is tired, can he not miss Mo Jiu Shao, no Think about this unpredictable unrequited love, don't let yourself cross the line, and do irretrievable things.

And the fact is...

Zero: "You are good to fight."

Chu Muyun: "I kind of found the feeling of reviewing the college entrance examination back then."

zero:"……"

Chu Muyun said earnestly: "The experience of the science champion tells you that you can't get results if you don't fight."

The ghost made a mess, and zero asked: "You were also broken in love at that time,?"

Chu Muyun was startled, then smiled: "00, do you think I will have that day?"

There was a pause and there was no more sound.

Chu Muyun didn't take it seriously. He became addicted to sword practice. His personality was like this. Whatever he did, he would do it to the extreme.

Learning has always been the first, and the job is always outstanding. The speed of the job promotion has surprised everyone. Even if it is a whim to write a book, it has occupied the top of all the charts from beginning to end, easily reaching the top.

It seems that I have never tasted failure.

But what is the meaning of such a life?

***

This kind of life lasted for nearly two months, but it was finally broken.

In fact, on the Qianluan Peak, Chu Muyun couldn't avoid Mo Jiushao no matter how much he hid.

It's just that Mo Jiu Shao knew he didn't want to see himself, so he gave him a chance to'dodge'.

After two months, each other has calmed down, and I have thought about everything I should think about. It's time to spread out and talk.

Chu Muyun just fell asleep, the door opened, and the unique refreshing breath lingered, Chu Muyun's face remained unchanged, but he couldn't help but look forward to it.

He hadn't seen Mo Jiu Shao for a long time, and Chu Muyun was actually very worried because he was forced to hide from such a beauty all day for acting.

Mo Jiushao didn't deliberately hide his breath, so Chu Muyun would definitely notice it.

When he came to the window, Chu Muyun almost opened his eyes quickly, and sat up hurriedly, his face was pale in the moonlight, his eyes dodged, and his voice was extremely stiff: "Father...it's so late, what's the matter? Something?"

Mo Jiushao sat down on the outside of the bed, and there was a trace of fatigue and heart-trembling worry between her delicate eyebrows: "Xiaoyun, I brought you back three years ago. What I think is that I must raise you well. You grow up healthily...but I haven't done well enough."

Chu Muyun pressed his lips tightly, and the expression on his face exposed the pain of his heart cramps.

Mo Jiushao looked at him distressedly. He seemed to hesitate for a long time before he sighed and said slowly: "You don't need to torture yourself like this, and you don't have to avoid me like this. If you like Yan Chen, then let him go. Well, I... won't stop you."

Chu Muyun suddenly opened his eyes.

Mo Jiushao looked at him, a trace of unspeakable pain flashed in his light gray eyes. He maintained his calm face and continued: "Don't worry, this will always be your home. As long as you come back, I……"

He paused, seeming to be too reluctant to say anything.

Chu Muyun: "00, I am tempted."

Zero: "...He is acting."

Chu Muyun: "Yes, this acting has stimulated me."

zero:"……"

Chu Muyun sighed lightly, "I really want to cry him."