Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

"You, what are you going to do?!" The woman raised her hands to protect herself and spoke haltingly.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to have a good talk with you." Si Mo said with a sly smile: "How about this, I'll make a condition, as long as you agree, I will pretend that what happened today never happened, and I won't bother you."

"How about it? "

The woman looked at Si Mo suspiciously, trying to discern how true and false his words were: "Seriously? If I promise you, you really won't kill me?"

"Hmm." Si Mo opened his lips slightly, and took the wooden chair beside him and sat down: "First, you have to admit your mistake in front of everyone, then kowtow to Mo Xunyu and apologize, and say that you will never bother him again."

“What?!” The woman suspected that she had heard it wrongly. She shouted, “Kowtow to him and apologize, or you will die!”

"Who is he to be worthy of me..."

"It seems that we can't reach an agreement," Si Mo sighed in a leisurely tone, "Then go to hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man suddenly grabbed the woman's neck. The artery under his thumb was beating, and his fingers suddenly tightened. The strong feeling of being strangled made the woman finally feel scared - Si Mo was not joking, she would really die in his hands!

"Wait...wait!" She stopped urgently, her face flushed as she said, "I promise! I promise!"

Si Mo withdrew his hand with satisfaction, and continued what he had not finished saying: "Secondly, don't let me see you beating or scolding anyone in the opera house again. If anyone reports your evil deeds again, I will come and take your head myself."

"...Okay." The woman bit her lip tightly and agreed.

"Okay, you can go and apologize now." Si Mo waved his hand, his eyes full of fatigue: "Remember to win Mo Xunyu's forgiveness, otherwise I will still kill you."

"I got it." The woman climbed up with the help of her limp legs and walked out leaning against the door frame.

But she became angrier and angrier as she walked. She never imagined that one day she would be controlled by a little bitch!

Isn't it just because he is favored by officer Zhao Shi that he has nothing to fear?

The woman asked around and finally confirmed that Captain Zhao entered Si Mo's room after going to the backyard.

But what she thought was that maybe Si Mo's face, which was so beautiful that it was hard to tell whether it was androgynous, dazzled Zhao Shi or he was bewitched for a while. Later, when she saw that Zhao Shi did not stay for long and came out, she thought that Si Mo did not please him.

Only then did they dare to punish Si Mo openly and create this situation.

But if Zhao Shi really likes Si Mo and wants to take him out of the opera house, his status will be different.

The officer has a crush on someone so she can't afford to offend him even if she has eight hundred guts.

……

The woman was extremely shy and reluctantly approached Mo Xunyu's door. She was afraid that Si Mo was watching her in the opposite room, so she gritted her teeth and begged for forgiveness.

The sound resounded throughout the backyard. Many people stood in the distance and peeked in, all with shocked expressions. In just one day, what had happened to the boss? ?

The more people gathered around, the redder the woman's face became. She glared at the crowd, but at this moment, Si Mo's voice rang out again - "Remember to do it in front of everyone."

There was no other way, she had to bite her back teeth and hide the humiliation deeply!

She shouted for several hours, her throat was about to smoke and her voice was cracked, and then Mo Xunyu's door finally opened.

He saw a person kneeling at his door and was shocked for a moment.

Mo Xunyu fell asleep and heard nothing.

Seeing him awake, Si Mo came out and greeted him with a smile: "Did you sleep well?"

"I felt it was too noisy outside, so I took the initiative to bring you a pair of noise-isolating earplugs. You're welcome."

Mo Xunyu looked at Si Mo, then looked at the woman kneeling beside him with bloodshot eyes full of hatred. He straightened his lips, nodded at Si Mo, and hummed lightly.

The night was dark, and the flickering candlelight was scattered in the windows of a small room in the side courtyard of the Pear Garden.

The cicadas outside the window kept chirping. Si Mo turned over several times in his bed, always feeling the air was hot and dry.

After a few times, he sat up, reached his hand under the pillow and fumbled around for a while, then took out the small stone again, and looked at it repeatedly in the moonlight.

In his dream, the boy seemed to dream of a man again. He was wearing a straight dark blue military uniform and sitting upright under the stage. He was sitting astride the man's legs, holding his neck like a kitten, and letting the soft kiss fall on his rolling Adam's apple with an itchy heart.

……

"Young Marshal, Young Marshal?"

Prime Minister Cen bravely opened Chu Qingchen's door and called him twice but failed to wake him up. In the past, everyone would stay in bed, but Chu Qingchen would never do that.

Chu Qingchen was finally awakened by his two shouts. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the big face of Prime Minister Cen who was so close to him. His mind was numb for a long time and he didn't react.

Prime Minister Cen was also startled. He suddenly jumped back a few steps, patted his chest and said, "Young Marshal, what's wrong with you? Are you tired yesterday?"

"Young Marshal, why is your face so red? I'll ask a doctor to come and take a look..."

"It's okay." Chu Qingchen took a deep breath, sat up from the bed, and put on his clothes mechanically.

After a long pause, he seemed to regain consciousness, and his expression returned to his usual sternness as he asked Prime Minister Cen: "...Who let you in?"

Cen Xiang: “…”

Seeing that he was about to be questioned, he quickly called for help: "It's my wife!"

"It's none of my business. Madam gave a death order, saying that even if we have to be tied up tonight, we must..."

Adjutant Cen stood straight, ready to die, and said loudly, "I must take you to the—meeting!"

"?"

After waiting for a few seconds without any movement, Prime Minister Cen slowly opened his eyes, only to find that Chu Qingchen didn't even look at him, but just threw out the two-word answer he had given thousands of times: "No."

This interruption successfully made Adjutant Cen forget Chu Qingchen's previous abnormality. His face was wrinkled into a bitter gourd:

"That won't work, Marshal. If you don't go, I will be the one who suffers and gets scolded in the end!"

"Madam is tracking me down every day. If you don't know me, you might think I'm her son..."

Chu Qingchen raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and Prime Minister Cen quickly fanned his lips.

"Why don't you just not get caught? As my adjutant, do you need to be taught this?"

...It's not that simple.

"Anyway...just think of it as a consideration for my physical and mental health, and go once, okay."

Under Prime Minister Cen's sincere plea, Chu Qingchen sighed and said calmly: "I know, I will handle this matter myself, you can leave now."

Cen Xiang: "Oh..."

After everyone left, Chu Qingchen's eyes darkened a little, and in the quiet environment, the remaining fragments of last night's dream memories emerged one by one -

How could he dream of...