The real record of former fairy world bosses flirting with each other

The man was startled suddenly, and then his voice was very soft, as if aggrieved, "You don't recognize me?"

"Should I recognize you?" Mo Wu leaned back again, and snorted mockingly: "You deserve to pretend to be him?"

The man squinted his eyes, and smiled after a while. He had the same eyebrows, but his expression was completely different. His eyes were full of obsequiousness, and he raised his brows. He said lazily, "You are different from other people. Tell me, what do you think?" from?"

Mo Wu pinched with two fingers and threw the corner of the robe that the man had left on him, and said with disgust: "Coquettish."

"Oh, the one who dares to love is a dignified master." The man nodded and said with a smile: "But so what? Even if you know it's a fake, you couldn't control it just now, so you kissed me?"

Mo Wu frowned, his throat dried up, but he didn't speak.

"Forget it, when it comes to my Fengyuejian, you still pretend to be a gentleman with a big tail like a wolf." The man leaned back weakly and bonelessly, with winking eyes like silk, and said slowly: "In my Fengyuejian, see All the people who come here are the people who are on the top of their hearts, no matter whether he is a dignified and noble lady, or a lovely Xiaojiabiyu, on this bed, who can stand the disheveled teasing of the person on top of his heart? One night of fun, hatchback If you are willing, it doesn’t matter if he is true or not, so what if you deceive yourself?”

Mo Wu still frowned and said nothing, but his brows were looser than before.

The man thought he had moved him, and leaned forward, his voice was delicate and soft, indescribably charming, "Look, this little brother is so handsome when he frowns, why don't you let him go?" How about in your heart? Tonight your dream will come true, how about it?"

"How?" Mo Wu looked at him scrutinizingly, and snorted, "I gave you the chance to speak, and I also said that you can come up with something new, but it's still the rhetoric that I'm tired of writing in these words. I It's still the same sentence just now," he moved his shoulders slightly, and stretched his hands towards the man's neck as quickly as lightning, and said angrily, "you are worthy of his appearance?!——"

Suddenly there was a cry of surprise, the man stepped back abruptly, spilling something out of his hands, Mo Wu's eyes flickered for a moment, his thoughts flickered, and when he opened his eyes again, the surroundings had changed.He was lying on the bed in reality, when a flash of lightning flashed outside the window, illuminating the room with gloom, and then there was rumbling thunder, and the rain was pattering on the eaves, and the rain became heavier.

Mo Wu sat up and stayed for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and rubbed his lips fiercely.

Mo Wu was still terribly annoyed until he rubbed off a layer of oily skin. When he turned his head, he saw the erotic book that was thrown aside before going to bed. He reached out and grabbed the album, and saw that the cover was still on. Blind, but that posture seems to have changed.

"Okay, you can do it," Mo Wu pointed at the cover with his index finger, turning all the spells he knew in his mind like a revolving lantern, pinched the formula in his hand, and hit it on the album with a snap.There was a soft and thin scream in the album, and even the expressions of the two overlapping people on the cover became extremely distorted.

Mo Wu slammed the album onto the ground, and said angrily, "Can't you fucking scream?!"

I don't know if the picture book was scared or bored, and the slightest sound didn't come out again.

Mo turned his head away without any breath, and suddenly caught a glimpse of something caught between the cracks of the bed.He stretched out his hands to scratch, his face changed slightly, then he turned over and got out of bed, and walked towards Xianjun's house with the thing in his hand.

Another flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and heavy rain fell to the ground.

There was no candle in Xianjun's room. He was lying on his side on the bed with his eyes closed quietly, and he seemed to be sleeping peacefully.Even if this person is asleep, his temperament is no different from that in the daytime, his good-looking brows and eyes are gentle, and his gentle and scholarly atmosphere is not diminished even in his dreams.

"It's so beautiful..." A soft admiration sounded, and a slender figure was lying on the head of Xianjun's bed, his eyes were wide open, and he carefully looked at every inch of Xianjun's skin, brows and eyes, full of envy: " If only I were this pretty..."

She stretched her fingers forward slowly, wanting to touch Xianjun's beautiful eyebrows and eyes. Just as she was about to touch Xianjun's skin, the door of the house suddenly opened wide, and someone broke in from the outside. She was startled, Turning around abruptly, before he could see the person coming, he saw a ball-like thing flying towards him, and when it flew close, it suddenly turned into a big net, covering his head fiercely!

She screamed and struggled vigorously, but the net seemed to be attached to her body, the more she struggled, the tighter it became, until it was strangled into the flesh, unable to move at all.The person who flew out of the net seemed very displeased with her kneeling on the side of the bed, and with a vigorous wave of her arm, she flew up, and then slammed into the door with a "bang".

She shivered in pain, took a breath, turned her head to look over, and saw the man strode into the room, pulled out a chair and sat down, staring at her with his eyes, like a ferocious judge in this rainy night.The corner of his mouth twitched, and his voice was cold, he said: "Miss Lan'er, it's not appropriate to come to a man's room in the middle of the night, right?"

This girl is the owner of the village house, the village woman who calls herself "Lan'er".Seeing Mo Wu's expression, she flinched for a moment, then stabilized her mind, and said softly: "Let me see if this young master is sleeping well. The master just cares about the guests, and it's no big deal."

"The master cares about the guests," Mo Wu snorted, "Miss Lan'er is generous, she directly cared about the guests on the bed."

"Young Master is so fierce..." Lan'er's expression changed several times, and after a while she turned around, as if she was a little puzzled, but also a little pitiful, and said: "Young Master, am I... not beautiful enough?"

Mo Wu continued to snort coldly.

Immediately afterwards, Lan'er said again, "Master, could it be that you are angry because the servants came to this son's house first?" She lowered her head and frowned slightly, as if she was troubled, then raised her head and said tentatively: "Then how about... the three of us together?"

Mo Wu didn't catch his breath, and coughed violently.

"You're so excited, Master agrees?" Lan'er pinched the orchid finger, and said with a coquettish smile, "It's also my fault, I played with binding as soon as I entered the door, I was so scared that I didn't understand what Master meant..." Lan'er giggled after finishing speaking Jiao laughed, and the net stretching straight into the flesh seemed to have a different taste.

Mo Wu's heart twitched - he would no longer be able to look at his magpie bell.

"Young master, it's too tight, I feel a little hurt, why don't you let go first, wait until we..."

"Shut up, you!" Mo Wumeng stood up from the chair, pointed at Lan'er, then threw the object in front of her eyes, and said angrily: "Say! Are you just relying on this foxy ability?" , killed an unknown number of people!"

Lan'er looked at the thing on the ground, and saw that it was a piece of water-blue cloth, judging from its shape, it should be a scarf.

"Huh?" Lan'er wondered, "Why is this thing still here?"

"Yesterday, the messenger just took away a group of people." Mo Wu looked at her coldly. "Among them was a young man wearing this scarf. I found this in your guest room today. How do you explain it?"

"That man, um..." Lan'er didn't deny it, thought for a while, and said, "The job is pretty good."

Mo Wu: "..."

Mo Wu has been catching ghosts for 300 years, and has traveled thousands of rivers and mountains. For the first time, he felt that he was at odds with a place.

Mo Wu's voice was so cold that he was about to freeze: "So you killed him?"

"How can it be?" Lan'er felt aggrieved, looking at her slender hands, said: "Young master, look at this hand, you can't even lift an axe, how can you do such a thing as murder and robbery? He, and their gang People, I stayed at my place for two nights a few days ago, and I entertained them with delicious food and drinks, but they left the day before yesterday."

"Do you think your statement is credible?"

"It's... still okay?" Miss Lan'er looked at him suspiciously, "Is there anything that sounds particularly fake?"

Mo Wu felt that there might be something wrong with this person's mind.

Mo Wu turned his head to look at Yan Xianjun, and saw that the man was still in the same posture just now, with his eyes closed, lying there quietly, like an ink painting.

The fire in Mo Wu's heart was originally calmed down by Miss Lan'er's two inappropriate words, but now seeing that Xianjun was sleeping peacefully, the fire flared up again—— Does he also have that goddamn erotic book on his side?Did someone in his dream seduce him disheveledly?who?Is it that red lotus saint?Will he find out that it was just a dream?Or even if you find out it's a dream, you still make mistakes and don't want to wake up all night?

However, Xianjun just fell asleep quietly, unable to answer him.

Mo Wu turned his head, his face was somber, his voice was as cold as ice, and he said, "What are you?"

"Me? I'm human." Lan'er pursed her lips and smiled, winking like silk, and said, "She's still the most beautiful woman, don't you men like this look?"

Mo Wu snorted coldly: "When a person sees a treasure like Magpie Yuling, he can't be surprised at all. If he can put erotic pictures in the guest room, he is still inhabited by a ghost!"

Mo Wushen stood up and strode towards the door, "I don't need to talk nonsense with you."

The big net formed by Queyuling followed closely behind, and Lan'er was dragged on the ground, no longer caring whether she was beautiful or not, she started screaming, but the person walking in front didn't have the slightest intention of sympathizing with her. Throw it into the yard, turn around and go back to the house.

At this time, the rain was not small, the thunder was rumbling, and the heavy rain was pouring. In the blink of an eye, Lan'er was completely drenched, and her hair bun was scattered by the heavy rain, sticking to her face, looking very embarrassed.She didn't seem to be afraid of the rain, she didn't seem to feel the cold with the cold clothes on her body, her eyes looked suspiciously at the door behind Mo Wu, and said to herself in a low voice: "...Could it be I'm not beautiful enough? Where is the difference?"

Mo Wu's face was sombre, he closed the door with a "snap", turned around, and when he looked up, he saw Xianjun sitting quietly beside the bed, looking sober, he didn't look like he had just woken up at all.

Mo Wu was startled by him, calmed down, walked over and asked doubtfully, "Did you not sleep at all?"

"Well," Xianjun said unhurriedly, "Sleeping in this kind of place, that's the problem."

Mo Wu was puzzled, "...you heard it just now?"

"I heard it." Xianjun raised his eyes to look at him, paused, and said, "What happened today?"

Mo Wu sat next to him and said casually, "What's wrong?"

"There is something wrong with you today." Xianjun looked at him, "No matter what evil spirits you encountered before, you could beat them easily but not easily, and you never got angry. Just forget about it."

"Especially for girls." Xian Jun said: "Miss Qin hit you with real injuries, you didn't even complain, and you worked hard for her the next day, why did you come to this place today? , suddenly your stomach is full of fire?"

"Can it be the same?" Mo Wu raised his eyebrows, "She's about to crawl on your bed, aren't you angry?"

"Oh, this," Xianjun didn't seem to care very much, and said calmly, "Isn't this not yet..."

Before Xianjun finished speaking, he heard Mo Wu muttering in a low voice: "I haven't succeeded yet..."

Xianjun: ...

Xianjun:? ? ?

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