Help!After being transformed into cannon fodder, he was doted on by the yandere villain.

Before the retreat, Qi Hanzhi told Xie Xingchen: "Bedding, lamps, cups... I don't want to see these clean after I finish my retreat."

Xie Xingchen was very innocent at the time and asked him, "Master, do you want these things to be dirty? Master, is he obsessive? Does he like to be dirty?"

Qi Hanzhi: "..."

Facing Xie Xingchen's face, Qi Hanzhi really couldn't say anything serious.He pinched Xie Xingchen's soft fingertips and said, "Being a teacher means that I hope you will move here."

Therefore, Xie Xingchen was forced to move to Guhan Peak and live in Qi Hanzhi's palace due to Qi Hanzhi's lustful power.

Not long after, the news of him living in Qi Han's Palace spread like wildfire, and everyone in the whole sect knew about it.

Yu Guyi was forced to hear it and cursed: "It's really against ethics, what a shame!"

Mo Xiaosheng shook his head and sighed: "My young master's simple brother Xie still married Master Qi, a sheep falls into a wolf's mouth."

When Xiao Yihe heard the news, his eyebrows straightened up, slightly pleased, "Very good, Xie Xingchen and Master Qi are a good match."

Now Xie Xingchen probably didn't have time to find Mo Xiaosheng.

The three people disagreed.

Xiao Yihe, who was in a slightly happy mood, sat cross-legged on the futon, straightened his back, and copied the sword skills with concentration.

Suddenly, a ball of crumpled paper appeared on the table. Xiao Yihe didn't stop writing. He knew it was from Mo Xiaosheng.

He glanced at Mo Xiaosheng lightly, but did not open the paper ball.

Seeing that he wasn't looking, Mo Xiaosheng bit her pen and thought to herself: Xiao Yi and you are waiting for me, the young master.

At this time, Xiao Yihe suddenly stopped writing and placed it on the ink plate.

While Yu Guyi lowered his head, he quickly opened the ball of paper and picked up a pen to respond to Mo Xiaosheng. After writing, he crumpled the ball of paper twice and threw it to Mo Xiaosheng.

Mo: Chinese Valentine's Day is coming. Do you want to go to the mountains to play?

Xiao: Didn’t you already see the lanterns when you were in Ping’an County?Why do you always want to play?

Mo Xiaosheng unfolded the paper ball, lowered his head and made a face behind Xiao Yihe, and added: Forget it if you don't want to go, I'll find Junior Brother Xie.

After writing, he raised his hand and threw it on Xiao Yihe's table.

After Xiao Yihe unfolded it, he felt helpless when he saw the grimace. When his eyes fell on the words "Looking for Junior Brother Xie", his face darkened.

With a sullen face, he picked up the pen to write down a sentence, without even looking at it, and threw it at Mo Xiaosheng's head.Mo Xiaosheng groaned in pain, rubbed her head, cursed and opened the paper ball.

Underneath the grimace, Xiao Yihe's handwriting was very heavy, and he must have written with the pen held firmly.

Xiao: Senior brother, do you like Xie Xingchen?

Mo Xiaosheng thought: Is there something wrong?Who does this young master like to spend Chinese Valentine's Day with?

He deliberately wrote:

Mo (smiling face): I like it. Thank you, junior brother, for his kindness and kindness. I am mainly a girl, so I will probably like him like this.

Throw it to Xiao Yihe, who picks up the pen:

Xiao (frowning): Are you not afraid of Master Qi?

Mo (laughing): I'm afraid, so doesn't this young master want to invite you?But if you don't go with me, I decided to take the risk and find Junior Brother Xie.

Xiao:……

Mo: ...

The topic ended here, and the pen in Xiao Yihe's hand was about to break, but he couldn't get angry easily.

He is just a junior brother and has no right to interfere with Mo Xiaosheng.

After class, after everyone had left, Xiao Yihe sat on the futon, frowning as he stared at the conversation on the crumpled paper on the table.

If he didn't hate Mo Xiaosheng at the beginning, would he be able to spend Chinese Valentine's Day with Mo Xiaosheng?

But if he just said one more thing later that he regretted it, would the result have been different?

The villain dies because he talks too much, and he dies because he talks too much to criticize others.

"Senior Brother Xiao, we are celebrating Chinese Valentine's Day at the foot of the mountain the day after tomorrow. Senior Sister Qinqin asked me to ask you, will Senior Brother Mo go?" Junior Brother slipped in and asked Xiao Yihe.

Xiao Yihe pursed his lips into a straight line, displeased, "He won't go."

"Then, Senior Brother Xiao, are you going?"

Xiao Yihe was a little annoyed, "Why, Senior Sister Qinqin also wants to date me?"

Junior Brother shook his head and suddenly said shyly: "No, Senior Brother Xiao, I want to date you."

Xiao Yihe: "..."

.

On Chinese Valentine's Day.

Xie Xingchen was pulled down the mountain by Mo Xiaosheng.

He was wearing a scarlet robe with dark golden patterns woven on the wide sleeves. At first glance, he thought he was a noble young master from some family.

"Junior brother Xie is good-looking, and he looks even better in red. He is much prettier than Xiao Yi and that silly junior brother. He makes this young master look good."

The town below the mountain was brightly lit, and Mo Xiaosheng was weaving in and out of the crowd, passing by the vendors but not stopping, obviously not thinking about it.

He was cursing, but Xiao Yi and that fool actually refused his invitation. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so he could only comfort himself.

Xie Xingchen followed him, "Senior Brother Mo, you have scolded Senior Brother Xiao all the way, why don't you want to buy something?"

Mo Xiaosheng then paused and turned around, "Who is this young master? Forget it, this young master is not angry."

Xie Xingchen nodded and said with a smile on his face: "Yes, Senior Brother Xiao is so ignorant that he refused your invitation, Senior Brother."

In fact, he thought to himself: Tsk, the young lovers are quarreling.

Mo Xiaosheng walked to a street vendor selling masks, picked up a mask, and asked the vendor owner, "How much does it cost?"

The stall owner smiled and asked: "Young Master, do you only want to buy one? Why don't you buy one for your partner during the Chinese Valentine's Day?"

Mo Xiaosheng blurted out: "No partner."

The stall owner is not afraid that customers will have no friends. He will definitely let each customer buy two masks. He smiled and asked: "Don't you have someone you like, young master?"

Mo Xiaosheng touched the mask, hesitated, smacked it, and muttered, "The person you like?"

The stall owner saw countless people and instantly saw that Mo Xiaosheng probably didn't understand what liking meant.

He said cheerfully: "I'm afraid that the young master doesn't understand what liking means. If he likes someone, that person will be the only one in his heart. He can't help but want to see her, he won't think about food and drinks, and he will toss and turn."

Not thinking about food and tea, tossing and turning...

Mo Xiaosheng was not interested, but after saying this, he seemed to suddenly understand what liking meant.

Mo Xiaosheng smiled and said, "I want two of them."

The stall owner smiled and said, "Okay!"

.

Xie Xingchen was swept away by the crowd and rushed to a small alley. He simply sat at the entrance of the alley and watched the passing people.

This was his old habit.

"Xie Xingchen?"

Suddenly, a high-pitched female voice broke Xie Xingchen's silence.

Xie Xingchen raised his head, his eyes suddenly became evasive, and without saying a word, he stood up and was about to leave the alley.