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Chapter 8

Yan Shen! How could it be Yan Chen? !

Under the gloomy night, the young boy’s delicate face was extremely white, as if 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 situation need any more words?

The thin jacket has been faded to the waist, the thin shoulders have ambiguous cherry petals, the big honey-colored chest is swollen, the red place is also stained with bright water because of being kissed, and the bottom is even more It's empty and empty.

Yan Chen clasped his waist with one hand and kissed without shackles. Instead, he lifted 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 explanation at all. 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 a state of joy and intimacy.

What’s even more frightening is that this is definitely not the first time, and it’s definitely not the first time something like this happened.

Chu Mu's eyes were full of despair. He was not stupid, and soon realized what was going on.

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

He stupidly caught the trap and regarded Yan Chen as Mo Jiu Shao, and then...

What made him break even more was that he thought that his mind had received a response, 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 struck, and Chu Muyun collapsed to the extreme.

Zero: "I think your body can tremble again, which is 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 corner of his mouth. After he got up, he seriously wrapped Chu Muyun's clothes and held him with one hand. After the boy clasped 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 want to be kissed by your father, touched by your father, and touched 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, not looking 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 his 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. Later..."

Listening to these words in his favorite voice, Chu Muyun's complexion became paler, his eyelashes trembled fiercely, and his voice became desperate: "Father, if I really like Uncle Yan Chen, you will fulfill us. Right?"

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 Jiushao 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 did not imprison you, as long as you Think, anytime..."

"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 boy in his arms, his desire for destruction was completely filled. The pleasure made him want to take this little guy away. On the bed, take a good time.

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

Yan Chen's thin lips raised slightly, but there was a deep feeling in his eyes. He looked at Chu Muyun and said softly: "Don't argue with the brother, he is right, you are still young, now you Take it away, I'm afraid I will hurt you, but it doesn't matter, when you grow up, will I come to pick you up?" He touched 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, he was'willingly', he I couldn't tell Mo Jiu Shao what he was thinking, because Mo Jiu Shao had never thought of him. He said that he was only insulting himself, but it just made everything worse.

But, Yan Shen...

It's all this man, he 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 stepped forward and kissed his lips: "Hey, I will come. Pick you up."

What a kind of affectionate model, Chu Muyun was so angry that her body was shaking constantly, but this appearance can also be misunderstood as the heartbreak of being separated from her lover...

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

Zero: "I also think that if you go to the entertainment industry, you will have to get a little bit of money."

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

Zero: "..."

'Jealousy' is gone, but the play hasn't 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 Jiuzhao 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 in through the gap, stretching the two figures and staggering them together. It seems to be hugging each other.

What an irony.

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

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

Mo Jiushao suddenly returned to his senses, his expression remained unchanged, but his gaze toward Chu Muyun was full of worry: "Xiao Yun..."

"Father, let's talk about it tomorrow!" Chu Muyun stiffened his voice and ordered to leave.

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

After ‘arrogant’ left, Chu Muyun relaxed his body and sighed softly, holding 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 will, leaned back on the bed lazily, and said with interest: "Love, how can you not go through ups and downs and hardships? Especially for a fifteen or sixteen-year-old. Little boy."

Zing can hear it, but he still doesn't understand, but he doesn't plan to figure it out, anyway the host understands it.

The next day.

There is a film between Chu Muyun and Mo Jiu Shao, and there is no more familiarity and intimacy before.

From this 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, crazy. That appearance seems to be deliberately exhausting himself to the extreme: only in this way can I think about nothing, not think about anything, and the piercing pain can be suppressed; only when he is tired, can he not miss Mo Jiushao, no Think about this unreasonable 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 seriously: "The experience of the science champion tells you that you can't get results if you don't fight."

The ghost and the goddess asked, "You were also broken in love at the 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 was 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. Every job is outstanding, and everyone is surprised at the speed of job promotion. Even if it is a whim to write a book, it has occupied the top of all the charts from beginning to end, and it is easy to reach the top.

It seems that I have never tasted failure.

But such a life...what's the point?

***

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

Actually, 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 ‘hide’.

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

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

It's been a long time since he saw Mo Jiu Shao, and he was forced to hide from such a beauty all day for acting. In fact, Chu Muyun was very worried.

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 were dodged, and his voice was extremely stiff: "Father...it's so late. , What's the matter?"

Mo Jiushao sat down on the outside of the bed, and there were traces of fatigue and heart-trembling worry between her delicate eyebrows: "Xiaoyun, I brought you back three years ago. I think I must raise you well. Great, so that you can grow up healthily...but I haven’t done well enough."

Chu Muyun pressed his lips tightly, and the expression on his face revealed 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 need to avoid me like this. You like Yan Chen, then Let him go, I... won't stop you."

Chu Muyun suddenly opened his eyes.

Mo Jiushao looked at him, a trace of unspeakable pain flashed through 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, seemingly too reluctant to say anything.

Chu Muyun: "00, I am tempted."

Zero: "...He is acting."

Chu Muyun: "Yes, this acting stimulates me."

Zero: "..."

Chu Muyun sighed softly: "I really want to cry him."