You are so beautiful when you are pitted by me [Quick wear]

The wind in the river is cool, and the lights of thousands of houses are on.

The dark eyes are dotted with sparks, bright and dazzling.

"Are you willing to give me a chance to realize your wish?" Mo Qi frowned, looking at someone who was a little dazed.

The river breeze at night was a bit chilly, even Mo Qi felt the frailty of his body, so he brought him out, changed his shoes and socks, and found a small warm shop to sit down.

Dimly lit, the curling fragrance permeates with warm and moist water vapor, taking away the coolness from the body.

Rong Yan looked at him with a strange expression, Mo Qi couldn't see what he was thinking, so he had to let him look at him.

"Are you serious about what you just said?" Rong Yan stirred the milk tea in the cup, lifted his chin slightly, and made a sound.

Mo Qi pursed his smile slightly: "What do you mean?"

Rong Yan straightened his figure slightly, with dark eyes, just when Mo Qi thought he was angry, he suddenly spoke again, without mentioning before: "You still owe me a wish."

The tone was correct, as if he didn't care about the previous things at all, so Mo Qi didn't know whether he was more funny or more complicated in his heart.

"Indeed, what do you want?"

There was the sound of knuckles hitting the wooden board on the table, and Rong Yan returned to his nonchalant attitude, leaning on...the chair, and suddenly leaned over to get closer, with a malicious smile in Taohua's eyes.

"Then, I want you, now, here, to confess to me again."

Although the not-so-big milk tea house is not overcrowded, there are definitely still many girls who are huddled together. The only two boys are the focal length at this time, and the confession...

Mo Qi didn't care about the scorching gaze behind him, and slightly touched the coldness in his pocket with his fingers.

He has never been very good at rejecting Rong Yan.

What does it take to confess?

Flowers, audience.

What does it take to propose?

Flowers, audience, and...

A ring that binds each other.

There are no flowers, but the audience is already in place, and the props are ready. Although the process is not as rehearsed, the bringer of this change is enough to make him happy and forget about everything else.

His wish is his wish.

Mo Qi pushed away the chair helplessly, and under Rong Yan's provocative gaze and the surprised gazes of the people around him, he knelt down on one knee and put the box with a very simple appearance in front of him.

"Dear family, I love you and want to be by your side to spend this life together, what do you want?"

The surprise in Rong Yan's eyes flashed away, but he quickly returned to calmness. He stretched out his hand, but did not take the box, waiting for Mo Qi to open it, and put the silvery white on him.

The shop assistants and customers around were still dazed, and they saw Rong Yan holding Mo Qi's hand and running away, holding hands clasped in silver light under the moonlit night.

Exclamations and various discussions suddenly broke out in the small shop, and the two people who were discussed didn't care about those anymore.

The combination of two men holding hands and running like fools in the street, the rate of turning heads is definitely [-]%, or even more, but they don't care at all, they only think about returning home.

Go back to a place where it's really quiet, just the two of them.

However, all Rong Yan wanted to say was stopped after a sneeze.

Mo Qi lowered his eyes coldly, a trace of self-blame flashed in his eyes, he turned around and went out to make ginger soup.

Rong Yan, who kept saying that he was fine, was soon choked up by his own sneezes, poured soup, forced to tuck himself into the quilt to keep warm, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

Mo Qi tucked the quilt up for the person on the bed, then turned back and landed on the Penguin.

At the intersection today, he always felt that he was being watched, and he hoped it was just his illusion.

However, the post that hung first on the home page not only verified his feelings, but also involved many other things that he didn't know about.

#八十八圆场those messy relationships#

Host: As we all know, the circle is not peaceful recently, the newcomer Jun Chuan became famous overnight, successfully embraced the thigh of the great god Jun Mo, and since then has cooperated in dramas, and recently, news of family members at home has been exposed, which has once again become a "good story" in the circle .However, a few days ago, during the face-to-face interview of several veteran crew members, it was accidentally discovered that the great god Jun Mo and a certain family member are actually a couple in reality! !Who will clear up the relationship with the landlord!

Floor 1: Tongs!

Floor 2: It feels like there is another big show, just wait and watch!

Floor 3: I always feel that the host doesn't want to know about the relationship, but simply wants to pick up Junchuan.

Floor 4: Maybe Jun Chuan and Jun Mo are alone...

Floor 5: Impossible upstairs, although Jun Chuan and Jun Mo have the same name, their voices are completely different!

Floor 6: Isn't there still a false voice?

Floor 7: I feel that the host wants to say something, but the "family members" haven't denied anything all the time?Even if you want to complain, shouldn't you also say "family"?Why do you want to involve Jun Chuan sama?

Floor 8: Same, if you really want to say how are the two, shouldn't the cv named Mo Qi be the worst.

Floor 9: Your circle is really chaotic.

Floor 10: Hehe, Jun Chuan has a habit of hugging his thighs. The cv named Mo Qi hardly appeared, maybe he was busy with the three-dimensional affairs. Isn’t it always only Jun Chuan and his fans who are called by their family members? They are just too lazy Just ignore it, recently I saw the name Jun Chuan jumping around, looking for a sense of presence.

Floor 11: Isn’t it you who are looking for a sense of presence?Impressive IQ.

12th floor: Seeing that Lord Jun Mo and Mo Qi are doing well in three dimensions, it is obvious that there is nothing wrong, please wash up and sleep.

Floor 13: Why do you want to involve my master!

14th Floor: Jun Mo Moqi is a real couple, Jun Chuan is hugging his thighs, and the two of them have no love for him at all. The identification is complete.

Floor 15: Row upstairs.

Floor 16: 1

……

The only truth was submerged in countless comments. People who didn't like Junchuan even made all kinds of speculations. They all pointed their finger at Junchuan, and their words became more and more ugly. In the words of Jun Mo's fans and other passers-by.

Mo Qi frowned, his mood, which was already not good because he took someone out to catch the cold, was even worse at this time, his face was condensed.

He doesn't understand the disputes in the circle, and all he can choose is to delete the post. However, what everyone thinks about Mo Qi is not something that can be solved by hacking a post. After doing this last time, he It is already known that this kind of palliative rather than a permanent solution may cause more controversy.

Mo Qi watched the extremely long topic building from beginning to end with a cold face, feeling bored, but didn't know where to start.

He didn't want others to say something bad about Rong Yan, other than that, he couldn't figure out what else was depressed.

However, it is better to delete the post first.

"What's the matter?" A vague voice suddenly approached, Mo Qi felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, and a dark head suddenly appeared beside him, and his warm breath sprayed on his neck.

"Why did you wake up?"

Mo Qi agreed, dragging the mouse with his hand to close the webpage, but someone held his hand from behind.

"You've been watching it for a long time." Rong Yan yawned, "What little secret do you have that you don't want me to see so much?"

Seeing the content of the post, Rong Yan raised his eyebrows, and glanced at him with a half-smile: "So you still read this kind of gossip post."

Mo Qi saw that there was no influence on his expression, and the emotions in his heart also dissipated a little.

"Ah."

"What happened, I was scolded." Rong Yan glanced at the floor number on the screen, didn't bother to look up, let go of Mo Qi's hand, and asked lazily.

"They said you hugged the thigh of that great god whose voice is very similar to yours." Mo Qi paused for a while before slowly opening his mouth, but the person opposite him sat up straight because of his reply, and dragged his mouse. Arrived at the main building.

The next moment, Mo Qi heard a burst of undisguised laughter.

"Where is the sour smell coming from~" Rong Yan grabbed the computer and put it on his lap, quickly opened several folders on the desktop in his hand, and after clicking down layer by layer, a folder named Jun Mo's folder is impressively in sight.

Right in front of Mo Qi, Rong Yan clicked on two files, found two strings of numbers, and entered them into Penguin.

A number named Junmo suddenly lights up, and it is on the same screen as a Penguin number named Junchuan, showing the truth.

Rong Yan cut off the picture, took it on the picture bed and threw it to the people who were fighting in the post, then decisively closed the post and stopped paying attention.

As soon as the picture of the two names with similar but different names came out, the rumors were self-defeating.

Mo Qi was stunned for a moment, then saw someone smiling at him, his peach blossom eyes were full of joy.

Such a strange, fox-like smile is extremely rare, with a little arrogance, but it is also extremely dazzling.

It was like a spring picture scroll, with flowers in full bloom and just the right color, and this picture belonged to him.

Mo Qi's eyes moved, and under Rong Yan's dumbfounded expression, he slowly approached, imitating the other's movements, and leaning his head on his shoulder: "Yes, I'm jealous, how do you make it up to me?"

The ending sound of the words is like that of the dubbing, a bit joking, a bit serious, a bit teasing, completely different from the usual low and calm, but not abrupt.

Seeing the slight redness rising from the base of Rong Yan's ear, Mo Qi curled his mouth slightly, and leaned over to kiss him. Satisfied to see that redness gradually deepened, with a bit of heat, he said again: "How about it? How about your appearance?"

The Internet on the other end of the computer that was turned off exploded, and the discussion caused a new round of upsurge, but the room was quiet and peaceful.

Be quiet for a while.

【Extras】

Red candles are burning in the house, and the charming atmosphere lingers in the antique room.

The person sitting on the bed was obviously a man, but he was wearing a phoenix crown and Xiapei. His bright peach blossom eyes were stained with something at the corners of the eyes, and there was a light blush, which made people look like peach blossoms.

Under the flowers and candles, black gauze robes, phoenix crowns and Xiapei, the two faced each other like a couple.

Mo Qi looked at someone who hadn't reacted with some amusement, but couldn't bear to disturb him.

When Rong Yan found out about the phoenix crown and Xiapei all over her body, she might not know how to get angry.

Mo Qi's mother is from the Mo family, but his father's family is from the Xiao family.In the final analysis, his name should be Xiao Moqi, but no one in the Mo family took the surname Mo.

After being with Rong Yan, the Mo family's attitude was lukewarm, but the Xiao family was a little bit reluctant.

The aunt said: "You are also the daughter-in-law of my Xiao family, so you have to follow the rules of our Xiao family and marry her back home."

The second aunt said, "Eldest sister is right."

Therefore, under the leadership of the two women in charge, the originally low-key relationship can no longer be low-key.

As an aristocratic family, the Xiao family naturally has rules, and as a member of the Xiao family, Mo Qi is very clear about what his aunt's rules mean.

Eight large sedan chairs, phoenix coronets and Xiapei, and wedding candles in the bridal chamber.

Even if she keeps it simple and simple again, the Fengguanxiapei in this body is unavoidable.

Feng Guan changed it, but Xiapei, Mo Qi could only smile wryly.

It has to be said that Rong Yan's continuation of the hair through the secret recipe in Xiao's house in the past few days, although it has only reached his shoulders, it also inexplicably added a bit of ancient charm to him.

The man has picturesque eyebrows, charming eyes, and long hair that is loose and not messy, but a bit more unruly and romantic.

Rather than saying that the current Rong Yan is like a newlywed, it is better to say that he is like a romantic son in ancient times, which is more real.

"A Yan?" Mo Qi called out to the person on the bed, but was quickly attracted by a black shadow.

Make trouble in the bridal chamber, make trouble in the bridal chamber, and do not make trouble in the bridal chamber.

But seeing Rong Yan's stupefied attitude at this moment, Mo Qi really didn't want to send these brothers and sisters away for a while.

He went straight over and threw out the black wolf in the closet, the potted plants on the window sill, and the sparrows under the table.

Plop plop plop.

After the three sounds, the outside of the house suddenly became alive, one woman and two men, three people who looked somewhat similar to Mo Qi suddenly appeared at the door, and following their whereabouts, they all let out "ouch!" cry of pain.

"Mo Qi, you can't do this."

"We're regular..." Making trouble in the bridal chamber.

The voices of several people were completely isolated from the room as the door slammed shut.

Xiao Moqi felt a little helpless for a moment, but instead diluted the original tension.

These few people are none other than the young people of the Mo family who have a good relationship with Xiao Moqi. To be honest, this is really what should have been in the traditional sense, the custom of the Xiao family.

However, Rong Yan is not from Xiao Mo's family, Xiao Moqi dare not say...

"Pfft."

...He really doesn't mind this kind of bridal chamber.

"Hahaha."

Xiao Moqi was amused by Rong Yan's momentary laughter. He was worried that he would not be used to this kind of bridal chamber, and would not like this kind of Fengguanxiapei, but he never thought that he was the only one who thought about it.

"People in your family really make good use of your abilities." Rong Yan took off the simplified hanging ornament on his head. It was a jade hairpin, delicate and painted with a dragon picture on it, and several gold ornaments hanging from the tail were layered on top of each other. , the weight is naturally not as good as Fengguan, but it is not light.

Xiao Moqi thought of his short and humiliating life as a cat, and his expression became weird in an instant.

It's just that Rong Yan didn't realize this.

The jade hairpin is used for binding hair, and the people who put on Rong Yan's makeup and combed her hair are very skillful. Suddenly it seems that the whole body has not changed much, but if you look closely, you can find that almost every strand of hair has been treated with a very Wrapped up in a unique way.

It was precisely because of this that Rong Yan's reckless action inevitably pulled a lot of hair.

Xiao Moqi was a little helpless, and stretched out his hand to pull down Rong Yan's rough pulling action, and carefully separated the strands of hair, watching the delicate and beautiful hosta detach from the hair bit by bit.

The blue silk scattered like a waterfall, and under the dyeing of the candlelight, Rong Yan looked extremely beautiful at this time, Xiao Moqi moved his heart, and slowly lowered his head to kiss Rong Yan's forehead.

The man raised his head slightly, very well-behaved.

Xiao Moqi smiled slightly, looked at Rong Yan's arms around his neck, and took the initiative to come over.

The candles in the room were suddenly extinguished, Xiao Moqi heard the slight sound disappear completely, and the door creaked shut again, then slowly bent down and closed the side curtain.

Night is still long.