Jing Xingjun, the Patriarch of Demon Dao

Bright sun.

"Little rabbit, why are you so fat?" Mu Chen sat on the grass and teased the little rabbit in his hand, his belly was already swollen, and the baby was about to be born in three or four months.

"Wow, do you have a baby too?" Mu Chen scratched the soft belly of the rabbit, "You are so fat without a baby, you eat too much."

"Mu Chen, eat." Just now when Mu Chen said he was hungry, Lan Zhan went to the kitchen to get him something to eat. Although it was not time for meal, the whole Gusu loved this young master as his ancestor, and the kitchen had already I got used to it, and I prepared as many as five meals a day for Muchen.

"Okay!" Muchen put down the rabbit in his hand, "Eat."

"Wait." Lan Zhan put the bowl on the ground first, took out the square handkerchief prepared for Mu Chen in his arms, and squatted down to wipe off Mu Chen's grass-stained hands.

"Thank you, Brother Wangji." Mu Chen giggled, and worked hard enough to eat the bowl, but his huge belly made it very difficult for him to move, and he couldn't reach the side of the rice bowl after working hard for a long time, "Hmph! Brother Wangji, hello Me."

So what if you can't reach it, I have a Taoist companion, but you still can't escape the fate of being eaten by me!

Lan Zhan picked up the spoon and brought it to his mouth, blew on it before handing it to Muchen.

Mu Chen frowned after drinking it, with a bitter face: "Brother Wangji, it's chicken soup again, I don't want to drink chicken soup..."

Seeing that Lan Zhan was unmoved, Mu Chen rolled his eyes, grabbed his Taoist companion's sleeve, and said in a childish voice, "Brother Wangji, can you stop drinking the chicken soup?"

Normally, Lan Zhan would definitely agree without thinking, but it is related to Mu Chen's health, no matter what Mu Chen thinks, he will not move like a mountain!

"Brother Wangji~" Seeing that Lan Zhan didn't waver, Mu Chen shook his feet angrily, and pressed a kiss on Lan Zhan's cheek.

"Hey, if you kiss me, you have to listen to me, Second Brother Lan, go and pour down this bowl of chicken soup!" Mu Chen smiled slyly.

But Brother Hu Lan remained unmoved: "Drinking soup is good for your health."

Mu Chen turned his head, pouted and said, "No! It's been chicken soup for a month in a row! Does it know you're doing this!"

Lan Zhan sighed, "Don't drink?"

Mu Chen looked at him vigilantly, why did these words sound a bit dangerous, but, did you, Young Master Mu, be scared too much?

"No! Drink!!"

"Don't be willful." After finishing speaking, Lan Zhan took a sip of the soup, wrapped his arms around Mu Chen's neck, and poured it mouth to mouth.

Mu Chen's eyes widened: "No no no no no no no!" (Brother Wangji, you are bullying!)

The corner of Lan Zhan's mouth slightly raised: "Drink the soup."

Mu Chen gritted his teeth, and under Lan Zhan's lust, he took the soup and poured it all over himself, alas, he had to bow his head under the eaves.

"It's over, here you are!" Mu glared at Lan Zhan and handed him the bowl.

Lan Zhan took the bowl and put it on the ground, seeing Mu Chen's mouth froze slightly, took out another square handkerchief from his bosom, and gently wiped off the oil stains on the corner of his mouth.

Mu. Healed the scar and forgot the pain. Chen narrowed his eyes like a kitten, and let Lan Zhan dry his mouth: "Brother Wangji, sleep."

Upon hearing this, Lan Zhan was about to pick him up, but Mu Chen stopped him, "I want to sleep with the little rabbit here."

Lan Zhan shook his head and said, "You'll catch a cold here."

"Brother Wangji is not afraid." Mu Chen asked Lan Zhan to sit down, lay on his lap, and sighed comfortably: "Eat enough and sleep, life is beautiful."

Mu Chen soon fell asleep, and the rabbit grazing beside him was full of food. He was about to climb up Mu Chen's stomach, but was pushed down by Lan Zhan. He said flatly, "No."

The rabbit was raised by Lan Zhan, and he always listened to what his master said. He immediately rolled into the grass and wrestled with other rabbits.

Lan Zhan glanced lightly and turned his head. These two rabbits seemed to be male...

At this time, Mu Chen sighed: "Brother Wangji..."

Lan Zhan stroked the hair on his forehead very gently.

After some time, the sky had gradually turned dark, Lan Zhan had already carried Mu Chen into the quiet room, and was copying books at the side.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door: "Wangji?"

Lan Zhan put down his pen, stood up and opened the door: "Brother."

"Where's Mo Ran?" Lan Xichen took out an envelope, "This is a letter from the second disciple of the Mu family."

"Mu Chen is sleeping, I will pass it on to him." Lan Zhan took the letter, "Thank you, brother."

"Yeah." Lan Xichen smiled, "I'll go first, you stay with Moran, Jinyu said, don't let him run around."

"Okay, brother, go slowly." Lan Zhan nodded, closed the door, turned around and bumped into Mu Chen's shining black eyes, "...your letter."

"Ah! Who wrote the letter." Mu Chen opened the envelope and took out the letter paper: "Little bastard, it's you, Grandpa Shen. Don't be surprised. I've already learned your humble and respectful speeches. After all, my master's talent is not built upon."

This letter is to tell you that I still haven't found Mu Yi's reincarnation, I am really very sad, but I will definitely not give up.

I heard that you are happy, congratulations, your brother is really a treasure, why was there no one who could practice such Qidan in my time, otherwise, I would not have to be separated from your ancestors...

You are now with your Taoist companion, Gusu is too far away from our Yanxi, I will not go there, I will write you a letter, Axuan said, you are now six months, if you hold on, it will be over, don’t mess around Run, one dead body and two lives, no, he also said that you are going to belch, your father will definitely not let him go, one dead body and three lives, a bloody lesson.

When your baby is born, I can condescend to be your baby's master. Anyway, there is not even any dregs left in our family, so we can have a successor, alas.

I didn't go on the day you got married. I was still looking for someone. As a senior, I felt very guilty and prepared a wedding ceremony for you, which was on the back of the letter.

Well, Ah Xuan urged me to go to Shuangxiu so I won't tell you... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, I'm just joking I know he has a Taoist companion and it's the brother of your Taoist companion. The only one who loves is my little Yiyi, don't worry.

Sigh, I really miss Mu Yi very much. I only regret that I was blinded by revenge and died early. I didn’t agree to elope with him. If I can’t find him again, I’ll just throw my hair out... Ah, Ah Xuan asked me to help make alchemy, I won't talk to you anymore, goodbye.

By the way, I wish you and your Taoist couple a happy marriage for a hundred years.

Mu Chen turned over the letter paper, frowned and thought, why did he feel a throbbing pain in his heart when he said that he would die with his ancestors, tsk, it's so strange.

On the back of the letter paper is a portrait drawn by Shen Shu, a Q version villain resembling his previous life, giving a thumbs up, with words written beside it, a hundred years together.

Mu Chen burst out laughing, it was really embarrassing for this senior.

Seeing that he was reading the letter seriously, Lan Zhan didn't bother him all the time, but when he saw him smiling so happily, he suddenly felt upset: "Why are you so happy?"

Muchen put down the letter paper, raised his chin and looked at Lan Zhan with a pensive expression.

Lan Zhan pursed his lips and said, "What are you doing?"

"It's confirmed, it's a vinegar jar." Mu Chen pretended to be serious and grabbed Lan Zhan's collar, stretched Lan Zhan in front of him, and kissed his light-colored lips.

"Are you still angry, jealous brother Wangji?" Mu Chen looked at Lan Zhan with red ears in front of him with a smile, and explained to him about coming to Shen Zhan in detail.

After listening, Lan Zhan pondered, "There is such a thing."

"That's right, there are all kinds of wonders in the world." Mu Chen shrugged, "So, brother Wangji, I believe that your Taoist companion only likes you."

Lan Zhan sat next to Mu Chen, staring at the person beside him with light-colored pupils, knelt on the bed, pressed Mu Chen under him, bent his head to press his lips, and kissed him delicately.

"Never doubted it."

The author has something to say: Hey, to compensate you, one more chapter.