You have the ability to spread rumors, and you have the ability to make fake plays for real.

Zhan Ziran almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. He often spread rumors about himself and Mo Xu, but these were all rumors and could not be put on the table.

The last time it was published in the newspaper, I still don't know who did it, but this time, it was directly...

What does it mean to report this age?

Most are getting married, or getting engaged.

Zhan Ziran's palms were hot, and he even sweated a little.

Mo Xu, this person...he really likes him.

Zhan Ziran felt his heart burning, Qi Le saw Zhan Ziran in a daze, did not speak, left the bedroom, and went to work on his own.

Zhan Ziran stared at the newspaper in a daze. He carefully read these words over and over again, and read them back and forth carefully.

I stared so hard that I almost couldn't recognize the word.

"We will join hands in the future," Zhan Ziran murmured after cooling down, staring at these four words.

If he has not learned Chinese, if his eyes have no problems, if his comprehension has not taken a detour.

Does Mo Xu mean that he wants to grow old together with him?

The term "future" covers too much, and it represents from now on until the last moment of life, until the teeth fall out and the hair turns white.

Does Mo Xu understand what this means?

Zhan Ziran put down the newspaper and got up, with mixed feelings in his heart, he paced around the room unconsciously, turning and turning.

Don't look at Zhan Ziran who is usually shameless and straightforward when he confesses, but when it comes time for others to confess to him, he will be coy and shy.

People who are used to wandering usually are unexpectedly at a loss when encountering this situation.

Zhan Ziran was thinking about it in the room until noon.

After Zhan Ziran's fever subsided, it was delicious to eat, but because of this newspaper, he lost his appetite, and his heart hung in his throat all the time, as if he was swinging on a swing. Feeling extremely happy, but worried about falling out of the seat in the next moment.

This feeling was maintained until Mo Xu returned home.

Mo Xu was very busy today, but he was always in a good mood. When he thought of Zhan Ziran's expression when he saw this newspaper, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

So much so that when Mo Xu gave some harsh orders, he wore a kind smile.

Du Yunchen's hand trembled slightly.

What happened to Master Mo today?

Laughing because you are so angry?Or is it a sneer to say that he is already confident about this matter?

The few people under his hands trembled with fear.

Only Zhao Zhiyu knew why Mo Xu behaved like this.

Fu Jinling approached, his lips almost touched Zhao Zhiyu's ear, and asked, "What's wrong with Lao Mo today?"

Zhao Zhiyu was suddenly approached by someone, with hot air coming from behind his ears, he was so startled that he almost punched him backhand, but luckily he heard the sound.

Zhao Zhiyu straightened his clothes, his expression was not good, and he said coldly: "Maybe the young master is happy about something."

"Oh? What joy?"

Fu Jinling was wearing a loose shirt and a black overcoat, looking a bit slack.

Zhao Zhiyu avoided his gaze, turned his head away: "Maybe you have today's newspaper?"

Fu Jinling picked up the newspaper casually, and couldn't help but laugh when he saw the huge headline.

"Old Mo really has an interesting person, haha."

Fu Jinling leaned forward and backward with a smile, and opened his collar even more. When Zhao Zhiyu tilted his head to look at him, he was caught off guard and looked at the scene carefully, and turned his head uncomfortably: "Young Master Mo is almost done!" , I'll go first, you're busy."

Fu Jinling sat on the sofa in his shop, raised his head and said, "I look forward to seeing you next time."

Zhao Zhiyu frowned and said nothing.

Fu Jinling said again: "I mean to meet again and cooperate again, I am very happy."

Zhao Zhiyu nodded slightly, and left after Mo Xu finished his work.

Fu Jinling picked up the newspaper on the table again, glanced at the headline, looked thoughtful, raised his eyebrows, put the newspaper back on the table, and took a sip of the still warm coffee.

On the way home, Mo Xu also bought some pastries, which Zhan Ziran used to like to eat. He glanced at his watch and found that it was almost time for dinner.

When we returned to the other hall, the timing was very accurate, the meal had just been prepared, and Zhan Ziran had just been served.

When Zhan Ziran saw Mo Xu coming back, he straightened up from his crooked posture without any trace, and lowered his head to drink the vegetable soup in the bowl.

He likes to eat meat and never drinks vegetable soup on weekdays. Qi Le exclaimed: "Master, your taste has changed? You never drank vegetable soup before. You said you are not a rabbit, why are you eating grass?"

Zhan Ziran almost slipped the spoon into the bowl.

Chattering, why don't you chattering normally, but now chattering non-stop.

Zhan Ziran didn't speak, he picked up the spoon that almost fell from the bowl, and continued to drink.

The heavy objects fell off the table, and a large box of freshly packaged pastries was placed on the edge of the table. Zhan Ziran raised his head and glanced at the pastries, and then saw Mo Xu was taken off his coat by Zhao Zhiyu, and walked over.

Mo Xu tried his best to make himself look calm, and when he got to the hall, he didn't see what he wanted to see.

As natural as he wanted, he sat down on his seat and lightly placed the newspaper under his arm on the dining table.

It's a pity that he probably was a little too nervous because he was doing this kind of thing for the first time, so he put it on the wrong side and didn't put the title on the front.

"Cough, how did you sleep?" Mo Xu took a sip of the tea brought by the servant.

Zhan Ziran chewed the vegetables in his mouth, read the newspaper, and suddenly understood something, suddenly amused in his heart, and became less disturbed.

He raised his head, eyebrows curved, "Is my favorite winter melon candy available?"

Mo Xu immediately said: "I bought it, you open it and have a look, I asked Zhao Zhiyu to buy some of everything."

Zhan Ziran gestured to reach out to look at the pastry, Mo Xu's eyes followed Zhan Ziran's movement, but Zhan Ziran just opened the food box and squeezed a piece of wax gourd candy into his mouth.

I didn't even read the newspaper on the side.

Mo Xu raised his voice: "Don't eat snacks after eating."

Zhan Ziran was dissatisfied: "Didn't you buy it just for me to eat?"

"Don't eat now, eat."

Zhan Ziran ate half of the winter melon candy in one gulp, and put the rest back, still deliberately not paying attention to the newspaper.

Mo Xu ate a few mouthfuls of vegetables, he probably couldn't hold back, picked up the newspaper and shook it to pretend to read it, Zhan Ziran ate a piece of winter bamboo shoots, creaking like a rabbit.

He looked at Mo Xu out of the corner of his eyes, and Zhan Ziran's heart began to beat faster again, this time not because of anxiety, but because of seeing Mo Xu like this.

It's like the way they were together when they were kids.

Although the young Mo Xu was calm and reserved, he often showed some emotions.

For example, if you get the first grade, although you are not arrogant or impetuous, you will inadvertently show some arrogance to Zhan Ziran, and you will be impatient but calmly show yourself in front of him.

Zhan Ziran liked to tease him back then, but now...he's also moved his mind.

Zhan Ziran got up and wiped his mouth, "I'm full."

Qi Le: "Master, is a bowl of vegetable soup enough? Eat more!"

Zhan Ziran never wanted to beat Qi Le so much.

Mo Xu frowned, when Zhan Ziran strayed into his seat, he grabbed him by the wrist.

Zhan Ziran's wrist is so slender that it seems that a palm can wrap it around.

Mo Xu frowned, "Zhan Ziran, do you want to get sick from starvation and blackmail me instead? It will be reported in a few days that I, Mo Xu, abused you."

Zhan Ziran turned around and said with a smile: "That's right, you are good to me, you treat me like a jade, and treat me like Liu Xiahui."

Mo Xu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

The laughter was muffled, and Zhan Ziran felt feverish for no reason, and all he could think about was the night when he had a fever.

"Why are you laughing..." Zhan Ziran stared back.

Mo Xu stood up suddenly, and with light force on his hands, Zhan Ziran was caught off guard and brought into his arms.

With three slaps and two slaps, Zhan Ziran felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he was hugged by Mo Xu.

Mo Xu sat back on the table and said to Zhao Zhiyu: "It's getting late, the servant can go back."

The scene was cleared quickly, Zhao Zhiyu disappeared after he finished directing, and dragged away Qi Le who had just come out of the kitchen and didn't know what was going on.

The atmosphere has changed.

Zhan Ziran swallowed, the steak on the table was no longer so delicious.

Mo Xu stared at Zhan Ziran, and said softly, "Zhan Ziran, you think I don't want to? I think about it day and night."

"Don't lie to me..." Zhan Ziran's heart beat like thunder.

Mo Xu ran his fingertips through Zhan Ziran's hair, twirled the end of it, and stroked it lightly.

Mo Xu sighed softly, Zhan Ziran looked up at him, his resolute jaw seemed to tremble slightly.

Mo Xu said: "When I first went abroad, I wondered every day whether Zhan Ziran would forget, whether Zhan Ziran was married, whether Zhan Ziran was hugging that girl."

Mo Xu: "I can't help but think about what it looks like when you hug her."

"Mo Xu you..." Zhan Ziran only felt his heart soften.

Mo Xu continued.

"But after thinking about it later, you should be like that, standing with the right person. I told myself not to think about it, but every time I see something new, I still think unconsciously, will Zhan Ziran like it? He will definitely like this new thing."

Zhan Ziran opened his mouth, choked up what he wanted to say.

Mo Xu looked down into Zhan Ziran's eyes and said, "But there are all new things out there, every moment."

So think about it all the time.

Zhan Ziran blinked, as if something fell out.

Mo Xu brushed Zhan Ziran's eyes with his fingertips, and suddenly changed his tone, "Later, when I became an adult, I thought differently."

Zhan Ziran sniffed, "What are you thinking about?"

"A grown-up thing."

Mo Xu easily lifted Zhan Ziran's collar, and ran his fingertips across the side of his neck.

"I'm always thinking, what would Zhan Ziran look like if he was by my side now? His skin is still so white? His calves are still so thin? Or are they already very warped..."

Zhan Ziran covered Mo Xu's mouth.

"What are you talking about!" Zhan Ziran looked around nervously.

Mo Xu took his hand away, and pressed his lips against his fingertips lightly: "No one."

Zhan Ziran: "Then you..."

In the past few days, he has been sleeping with Mo Xu every day. They are both men. Everyone knows certain reactions, but Mo Xu seems to be like Liu Xiahui, doing nothing!

Mo Xu said slowly and casually: "Zhan Ziran, take your medicine well and give another injection in a few days."

"Why are you mentioning this?" Zhan Ziran was wary.

Mo Xu showed a smile: "Zhan Ziran, you and I are both in our prime."

"Huh?" Zhan Ziran was puzzled, "What?"

Mo Xu: "You are not a girl, so I don't need to think too much, and I don't need to be too cautious, and I don't need to be afraid of hurting you."

"Ok?"

Mo Xu frowned and said, "You still don't understand what I'm talking about?"

Zhan Ziran was speechless, what do you understand?

He looked puzzled.

Mo Xu pressed Zhan Ziran's neck, circled the back of his head, and kissed him.

After parting his lips, he whispered in Zhan Ziran's ear, "Zhan Ziran, it's not that I don't want to, nor can I. I'm just treating you well and waiting for you to take care of your body."

Zhan Ziran blinked, as if he knew something.

Mo Xu said, "I'll fuck you until you can't get out of bed."

After all, Mo Xu let go of the person, and continued to pick up the knife and fork to eat the steak, as if he was eating the person in front of him.

Zhan Ziran's whole body was flushed, and he stood there with a fever.

Even if Mo Xu changed his personality, he always used elegant words, but suddenly he said vulgar words, it was still like this...

Ahhh, how can this be tolerated?

Zhan Ziran felt like porridge in a pot, sticky, boiling and bubbling.

Mo Xu raised his head: "I have an appointment with the doctor for an injection tomorrow."

Finally, Zhan Ziran didn't refuse, and said slowly, "Oh..."

After all, Mo Xu didn't let Zhan Ziran see the newspaper revelation, but the next morning, Mo Xu picked up the newspaper as usual, but dropped the cigarette on his fingertips to the table.

What caught my eye was——I, Zhan Ziran, and Mo Xu, we communicated with each other, and we decided to live together with yesterday, no matter what the parents were, we vowed not to separate.All relatives and friends will not inform you one by one.With this regard.

Bigger layout, bigger characters, more tricks than yesterday, more... going further, set for life.

It seems to indicate that——I Zhan Ziran is more passionate than Mo Xu's love.