Rivals in Love [Quick Transmigration]

"Okay, don't hold your breath, you've exhausted yourself a lot today, have dinner early and go to rest." Mo Ze put on the satin clothes for Song Li and patted Song Li's head.

Song Li didn't bother to argue with him anymore, and Mo Ze was considered a gentleman, so he opened the door of the room, walked to the dining table and sat down.

"When are you leaving?" After eating, Song Li wiped his mouth, leaning on the back of the chair and looking at Moze.

Mo Ze propped his chin, and stared at Song Li with his long and narrow eyes. He used to think that Song Li's black hair was charming, but now he has his eyes, which are black and full of energy, and the vitality in them is the most vigorous.

"I'll be leaving later." Mo Ze reached out to wipe some of the oil on Song Li's face, and burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Li wiped his mouth again, looked at Moze with dissatisfaction, suddenly thought of Yi Si, and opened his mouth to ask, "How many years have you stayed in the imperial city?"

Moze didn't know why he asked this, so he made a compromise without mentioning his age, "I've always been in the imperial city."

"What kind of person is the patriarch of the Weiss family?" Song Li hesitated, and asked. Since Mo Ze is a magister and has lived in the imperial city for a long time, he must know a lot.

"The patriarch of the Weiss family is straightforward, hot-tempered, impulsive and irritable, and he is the worst person in his life to see anyone cheating on him or betraying him." Mo Ze understood Song Li's meaning, probably because of Yi Si, the only son of the Nuo family.

"That's right." Song Li nodded thoughtfully. With this kind of temperament, Aunt Yisi's death might be really strange.

In short, if the knot between Yi Si and Liu Lan cannot be resolved, he will not be able to complete the task. Song Li sighed and looked at Mo Ze, "You know about Aunt Yi Si, maybe your age... ..." Song Li looked at Mo Ze meaningfully.

Moze's face did not change, even if the change of face was blocked by a mask, no one could see it, "Yes, I can be Xiao Li'er's father now, come on, call me Daddy." Moze became inexplicably excited and stood at the Song Dynasty. In front of Li, she picks his chin and teases him.

Song Li's face darkened, "You scoundrel." He would take advantage of him, and he didn't know where the father with this body was. If there was a father like Mo Ze, Song Li chose to refuse.

"No one else has seen me look like a rascal." Mo Ze smiled and let go of Song Li's chin, but there was a weak and boneless little hand on his body, touching his neck.

Mo Ze squeezed Song Li's wrist with a smile, and looked down at him, "Could it be that Xiao Lier is seducing me?"

"You were the one who turned in that night." Song Li's tone was light but firm. At this moment, he was pinched on the chair by Mo Ze's wrists, but he still didn't show a low posture.

Mo Ze didn't expect him to say this suddenly, and when he lost his mind, his face turned cold, and the mask was taken off, and a monstrous face astonished by heaven and man appeared in Song Li's eyes.

Moze's body skin was pale, and his face was the same, without a trace of blood. Under the sharp brows were narrow and unforgettable golden pupils, with a straight nose, a typical western face.

It was comfortable to look at, and Song Li lost his mind for a moment. Although he knew that Mo Ze must be handsome, he didn't expect Mo Ze's face to be so attractive.

"How? Have you seen enough?" Mo Ze kneaded Song Li's delicate wrist in a low voice, with ambiguity in his voice, "Xiao Lier, do you know?"

"Know what?" Song Li couldn't shake off his hand, and asked with the mask in his hand.

"Whoever takes off my mask, that person will marry me." Moze smiled lowly, his long golden hair made his face even fairer.

"You nonsense!" Song Li blushed angrily. In the last world, he was careless and Bai Yuchen succeeded. Otherwise, he would never marry another man as a man!

Mo Ze let go of his hand, lowered his head and looked at Song Li ambiguously, "Since you knew it was me that night, why didn't you expose me early in the morning? Could it be because you fell in love with me?"

"You have a good idea." Song Li pushed him away, his face darkened, and he pointed to the door, "Teacher, please walk slowly."

Mo Ze really turned around and walked towards the door, "I originally said that I would tell you how Nuoya died back then, but now it seems... oh..."

Song Li looked at the back of Mo Ze's head, and felt that he was hatefully tight. He sat calmly on the chair and watched Mo Ze walk to the entrance of the hall.

With a flash in front of his eyes, his chin was pinched, and then a cold lip was attached. Song Li opened his eyes wide and stretched out his hand to push Mo Ze, but his hand was bound by a magic power, and his whole body fell into Mo Ze's hands .

"You, let me go..." Song Li tried hard to press Mo Ze's cold tongue with his tongue, but it didn't work, and his tongue was even more entangled by Mo Ze.

The icy tongue stimulated Song Li's mouth, and Mo Ze's tongue was abnormally cold, not like the temperature a human should have at all, more like a piece of ice, which made Song Li mistakenly think that there was a piece of ice in his mouth.

Mo Ze's hand pinching Song Li's chin slowly slid down, and the tender skin under his hand showed streaks of ambiguous red.

Song Li struggled weakly with his hands, and forcefully turned his face away, but Mo Ze pinched his face again, pinched it back, and continued to kiss the fragrant lips that he couldn't kiss enough.

"Little Li'er, if you beg me, I'll let you go and tell you the truth about what happened back then." Moze left his lips, scratched his nose, and said in a hoarse voice.

"You're dreaming!" Song Li's black eyes were moist, and he struggled with his restrained wrist, but he didn't move at all, which is enough to show that Moze's magical power is unfathomable, and he cannot defend it.

But if you want him to show weakness, it is absolutely impossible.

Song Li kicked Mo Ze's thigh, halfway through the kick, he was bound by Mo Ze's magic power, his two arms and one leg were bound awkwardly, almost only the tip of his buttocks was sitting on the chair, Wei Wei vacated a little bit, and glared at Mo Ze awkwardly.

"Let me go!" Song Li struggled to look at Mo Ze, his eyes were about to burst into flames.

Moze put his arms around his waist and said with a smirk, "Aren't you just thinking of helping Iss? Don't you just care that he doesn't care about me?"

"Let me tell you Song Li, Yi Si and Liu Lan, don't try to bring them together, I will definitely stop them, and, little Li'er, you can only care about me, you can only have traces of me on your body, my things, Otherwise, if I see a trace, I will bite you."

Mo Ze withdrew his hand, withdrew his magic power, watched Song Li busy sitting still, and stroked his hair as usual.

Song Li's heart was ashamed, and he sent the radio waves to Xiao Yan, "Your master, I have met a fool again."

"Master, Moze is definitely the devil's gong, you should condescend to be a poor little boy!" Song Li twitched while looking at the subtitles.

"What the hell is the devil attacking? Where do you see it?" Song Li had the urge to hit someone.

"The novels from the previous few worlds have been saved and I have not read them, and I just finished them recently."

Song Li: ...

"Master, Demon King Ze is superficially friendly now, you must be careful, don't accidentally be tied to the bed and cannot get out."

Song Li: ...

What evil did he do? Back then, he picked up such a weak system, unable to fight, with a negative IQ, and a system with weird tasks.

"Mo Ze, go see a doctor if you are sick." Song Li looked up at Mo Ze, not paying attention to his threat at all.

Moze liked his arrogant little expression, twisted his face, saw his blushing, and rubbed it with his hands, "I'm sick, and you are my medicine."

Song Li trembled in disgust, looked at Mo Ze incredulously, and opened his mouth and said, "Are you disgusting?"

"Little Li'er, don't worry about Iss and the others. It's a muddy water. You can't protect yourself. Don't get involved." Moze's voice softened. , although he didn't care, he was afraid that that person would hurt Song Li.

He is not afraid of anything alone, but Song Li, he is worried.

"Moze, since you know that I want Yisi and High Priest Liulan to be together, they both like each other, why can't you help them?" Song Li looked at Moze's unique face, and subconsciously set his eyes on him on the mouth.

Red, but cold to the touch.

"Song Li, let me tell you one last time, don't meddle in this matter. If this goes on, nothing will happen to anyone. If you insist, I will stop you." Mo Ze said one last thing, and walked The gate of the hall.

He said silently: "I don't want you to be hurt, little Lier." As he spoke, he put a mask on his face and hid himself in the dark night.

Song Li kicked the chair Mo Ze sat on far away, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and snorted coldly, "Mo Ze, even if you are his fragment, you can't stop me from completing the task!"

Song Li didn't care because he didn't care at the beginning, so he made a big mistake and let others suffer for him. If he cared, no one could stop him, he was extremely stubborn.

Not long after Moze left, the guards came in to clean up the mess, Song Li looked at him, "Where did Yis go?"

"Son of God, the chief guard of Yisi went to the dungeon of the imperial city." The guard replied.

"Where is the Weiss family located in the imperial city?" Song Li asked.

"To the north of the imperial city, behind them is the mountain range..." The guard chirped and said the address carefully, waiting for Song Li's reply.

"Go down." The hall returned to silence.

The guard breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he went out, but it was different when he went to the sacrificial ceremony, his aura became extremely tough, which made him flustered unconsciously.

Song Li looked at the night and realized that Yisi would not be coming back in a short time, so he decided to visit the Weiss family at night!

The puppet was lying alone on the cold bed. Song Li opened the door and picked up the puppet, "Xiao Yan, come with me to the Weiss family."

"Master, this is up to you." Xiao Yan's subtitles revealed his displeasure.

Song Li rubbed Xiaoyan's head, "In this world, Yisi and Liulan have special identities. We must figure out everything before they can be together and we can gain energy."

"Speaking of energy, master, I still have a little bit of energy transformed by the wings of God Mary Su in the last world, so master's safety is guaranteed."

Song Li opened the corner of his mouth, "I knew you wouldn't put me in danger."

The author has something to say: Kekeke, a big improvement