Jing Xingjun, the Patriarch of Demon Dao

The days of being the suzerain are always extremely tiring, and it took a long time to sit at the table before Mu Xuan finished dealing with today's affairs. I saw a face outside the window.

"...!" subconsciously threw a punch, and the person outside the window let out a cry of pain, covered his nose and said aggrievedly: "Father, it's me."

"...Yunxi? What are you doing here!" Mu Xuan asked with his eyes wide open when he saw that his son's nerves had relaxed.

"I thought I haven't spoken to daddy for a long time, so I wanted to come to accompany you." Mu Yunxi looked at Mu Xuan sadly, and jumped into the room from the window.

"Then why don't you go through the gate, just like your uncle!" Mu Xuan sighed incredulously, and looked sideways at his son, "Have you practiced sword today?"

"I've practiced." Mu Yunxi nodded again and again, sat down at the table, noticed that Mu Xuan turned his neck from time to time, and asked with concern: "Daddy's neck hurts again today?"

"Yeah." Mu Xuan was startled, and thumped his neck, "I'm sick, it's okay."

Mu Yunxi pursed her lips, and pushed Mu Xuan onto the chair: "Dad, sit down, and I'll give you a massage."

"You know how to do this?" Mu Xuan was pushed to sit down. He never knew that his son could also massage.

"Learned from the big brother, he is very good at this." Mu Yunxi rubbed the back of Mu Xuan's neck with his palm, thinking, his father is really thin, and rubbing his hands hurts.

"Okay." Mu Xuan looked at the sky outside the window, his heart tightened, and he quickly stopped Mu Yunxi's movements and said, "Go back quickly."

"?" Mu Yunxi looked at his own father suspiciously, he pressed the button for less than a minute.

"...Cough what, it's getting late, and it's time for the children to go to bed." Mu Xuan urged Mu Yunxi to leave, signaling with his eyes.

Son, if you don't leave now, you will regret it...

"Father! I'm not a child anymore!" Mu Yunxi sat down on the couch angrily, and the young man blushed, "I'm going to sleep with Daddy today."

Hearing this, Mu Xuan looked at Mu Yunxi in surprise, what's wrong with this kid today?

"No way." The door was suddenly opened at this moment, Lan Xichen smiled and met the eyes of the two, "You are sleeping with your father, where should I sleep?"

Mu Xuan looked at Lan Xichen, covering his face tragically, but the child finally found out.

"...Father! Aren't you in Gusu!" The child was so frightened that he stuttered and shrank to the corner in an instant.

"You don't need to worry about this, at this hour, the child should be sleeping." Lan Xichen stepped aside, pointed to the door and smiled.

"I'll go to bed right away!" Mu Yunxi jumped up from the couch and ran out, and closed the door for his father thoughtfully.

"Gusu family rules, don't run fast, go back and copy the house rules three times on your head." Mu Yunxi used to run, but Lan Xichen's faint voice still reached his ears.

Mu Yunxi slowed down and covered his face with tears in his eyes. There are more than 4000 family rules in Gusu.

Mu Xuan closed the door helplessly, helped Lan Xichen take off his outer robe and hung it on the screen beside him, and asked, "Why did you come so early today?"

"If I came later, you would have slept with someone else." Lan Xichen said aggrievedly, hugging Mu Xuan's waist.

"Who else, that's Yunxi." Mu Xuan pushed Lan Xichen's chest, dumbfounded, and touched his face when he couldn't push it, "Are you tired?"

"Thinking of Jinyu, I'm not tired." Lan Xichen smiled, bowed his head and kissed Mu Xuan's side face, "Jinyu, I miss you."

Mu Xuan was taken aback, then slowly lowered his head, and said in a very low voice: "I also... miss you."

Stopping Lan Xichen's approaching face, Mu Xuan tilted his head back and said with a smile, "I just finished my work and haven't taken a shower yet."

"Then I'll put water on Jinyu." Lan Xichen skillfully completed the series of actions of adding water and testing the temperature of the water, and began to undress.

"What are you doing?!" Mu Xuan's eyes widened, and he pressed Lan Xichen's hand that was undressing in panic, "I'm the one taking a bath!"

"I want to take a shower with Jinyu." Lan Xichen raised his eyes, and said while holding Mu Xuan's hand behind his back.

"...Don't lie, you've washed it." Mu Xuan withdrew his hand unnaturally, he clearly smelled the scent of saponins on Lan Xichen's body just now.

Lan Xichen looked at Mu Xuan's blushing face full of disappointment, and suppressed a smile in his heart, if he teased him again, he would hit the floor.

"Then I'll go lay the quilt."

Mu Xuan poked his head out from behind the screen, and saw that Lan Xichen had really gone to spread the quilt, so he was relieved, untied his clothes and entered the bathtub.

Two people wash together?He's only had this new tub for less than a week...

When Mu Xuan finished washing, he saw that Lan Xichen had closed his eyes and fell asleep and couldn't help but startled. He smiled and helped him tuck the corners of the quilt, but he didn't want to be pulled violently and fall onto someone.

"!" Mu Xuan raised his eyes, and met Lan Xichen's smiling eyes, and couldn't help feeling ashamed and angry, "You pretended to be sleeping and lying to me!"

Caught off guard, there was a moment of dizziness, and when Mu Xuan opened his eyes again, Lan Xichen had already pressed him under him. The man leaned closer to his ear and whispered, "Jinyu, I... miss you."

Having been husband and wife for more than ten years, Mu Xuan naturally understood the hidden meaning in Lan Xichen's words. He turned his face away from Lan Xichen, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "I don't miss you."

"Oh? Really?" Lan Xichen chuckled, removed his forehead and covered Mu Xuan's eyes, looked up and down at his Taoist companion, his eyes darkened, and he looked towards the red lips.

The vision was blocked, and other senses were much more sensitive, such as hearing, he could hear the subtle sounds of the two kissing clearly.

When Lan Xichen raised his eyes, he looked at Mu Xuan's flushed face and earlobes with a little surprise. He was an old man. Why is Jinyu so shy? Could it be because of... wiping his forehead?

Smiling knowingly, Lan Xichen began to kiss Mu Xuan's face, looking down, Mu Xuan's fists were tightly clenched, still trembling slightly.

The wet touch spread on the face, even though the eyes were covered, Mu Xuan closed them tightly, suddenly, his hands were crossed, he opened one eye in surprise, and said in a trembling voice, " Huan?"

Lan Xichen lowered his head, smiled playfully, and bit Mu Xuanhong's bleeding earlobe, "Jinyu don't need to be nervous."

How can you not be nervous!

Mu Xuan swallowed, and Lan Xichen suddenly let go of one hand. Just as he was wondering, his chest felt cold, and he grabbed Lan Xichen's hand violently, "Huan..."

"Jin Yu..." Lan Xichen stopped his hands, and all his warm breath fell on Mu Xuan's neck. Seeing that the spot was red, he tilted his head slightly and kissed it.

Mu Xuan gasped for breath, raised his head slightly, it's not so difficult usually, why...

"Jinyu was waiting in a hurry? It's Huan's fault." Lan Xichen laughed happily, then lifted Mu Xuan's chin and kissed him, "Then, Huan won't bear it anymore..."

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The next day, the morning sun shone into the house.

Mu Yunxi was lying on the bed, the dark circles under his eyes were comparable to those of a panda, and he looked at the roof as if lost in his soul.

He really didn't mean it, he just wanted to ask his father if he could copy the family rules less!He really didn't hear it on purpose!

Who can save him, he will be ashamed to see his father...

"Here you come? Sit down." Ling Youqing was drinking soup when she saw the eldest son at the door and beckoned.

"En." Mu Xuan nodded, and sat next to his mother with a bowl of soup, "Did neither my father nor Yunxi come?"

"Well, your father finished eating and went fishing with your Uncle Jiang, Yunxi... I don't know." Ling Youqing recalled, inadvertently caught a glimpse of her son's neck, and said calmly, "Xichen is gone? Why didn't you call?" Did he come to eat with him?"

"...Pfft!" Mu Xuan just spit out all the soup in his mouth, and looked at Ling Youqing in shock, "Mother!"

"It's worthless." Ling Youqing glanced at Mu Xuan, said contemptuously, and calmly threw another bomb. "Your father knows too."

"..."

Is it too late for him to die now?

The author has something to say: Mu Yunxi (doubt life ing)

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small theater

Mu Xuan: "How can Caizhi know how to massage?"

Lan Caizhi (looks at Wei Wuxian who is sleeping soundly on the couch, and smiles): "Practice makes perfect."