Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do!

Being bumped into by someone, the two people in the room were actually not in a hurry.

What Yan Chen was waiting for was now, so he was even more excited, while Chu Muyun was feeling that the good show was finally on the stage.

only...

Zero Baby: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

Chu Muyun: "I thought you had blocked your senses."

Zero: "Is it time to pursue such small details? What should I do? Arrogance has discovered... definitely..."

"Good boy." Chu Muyun said lazily, "The things that follow are not for you."

Zero: ⊙△⊙

Chu Muyun: "Don't worry, I can't die anyway with you here."

Zero: "..." It makes sense.

While comforting Lingling, the shock on Chu Muyun's face did not fade away.

He was wearing a baggy black silk robe, but now it has been taken down...

Compared to his disheveled clothes, Yan Chen was overdressed. Although the neckline was also open, he did not untie his girdle.

When Mo Jiushao came in, what he saw was Yan Chen kissing Chu Muyun. The young man didn't struggle, and was even very obedient. He grabbed the bedpost as if longing for something, exposing himself to Yan Chen's kiss. before.

Coupled with the unbearable words of the young man just now...

The pupils narrowed suddenly, and for the first time, the arrogant emperor who had been calm for thousands of years, a cluster of flames representing anger rose in his heart.

Chu Muyun looked at him, completely dumbfounded, he didn't even know how to adjust his facial expressions, embarrassment, humiliation, that kind of unspeakable despair was vividly displayed.

The first to speak was Yan Chen.

He smiled very gently, but the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold and ruthless way: "Senior Brother, you shouldn't be coming back now."

Mo Jiushao didn't even look at him, let alone respond, his light gray eyes were fixed on Chu Muyun without blinking.

Yan Chen stretched out his hand to take the young man into his arms, and kissed him on the forehead so intimately, he said distressedly: "Look, you scared Xiaoyun."

Chu Muyun's whole body seemed to have lost his soul, and he couldn't even move. He let Yan Chen hug him, his whole body was as stiff as a lifeless stone.

While comforting him, Yan Chen looked up at Mo Jiushao: "He doesn't want you to know that when you come back suddenly like this, he..."

"Why?" Mo Jiushao finally spoke, and his voice, which was usually as cold as frost and snow on a mountain, seemed to be mixed with ice, making the listeners feel like their hearts were frostbitten.

Of course Chu Muyun couldn't answer.

Yan Chen chuckled lightly: "Xiaoyun has grown up and will always have needs. You can't satisfy him, but I can."

Chu Muyun trembled for a moment, then raised his head and stared at him viciously.

Yan Chen looked at him affectionately, and he didn't need to speak to make Chu Muyun lose the strength to resist.

Hearing this sentence, Mo Jiushao was expressionless: "He is not such a person."

Chu Muyun's back stiffened suddenly, and his eyes quickly filled with tears, as if as long as Mo Jiushao said a word, he would cry silently.

It's a pity that because of the angle, his back was facing Mo Jiushao, and the arrogant emperor couldn't see it, but Yan Chen just watched it hard.

It was so delicious.

Yan Chen's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and finally held back the impulse in his heart, and continued: "Yeah, Xiaoyun is a good boy, he won't be so hungry and thirsty, but people will change, I used it a little bit at the beginning. It's a small trick, but after he has tasted the sweetness, can he still forget it? You can't satisfy you, and you can't relieve yourself every night with the one you love, what should he do? If you can't help it, you will naturally come looking for it me."

Saying that, Yan Chen lovingly kissed Chu Muyun, and continued: "Brother, don't worry, Xiaoyun and I don't have any emotional entanglements. Xiaoyun still loves you, Xiaoyun, and I won't rob you, it's just occasionally..."

"Get out." Mo Jiushao said, his voice was extremely calm, but the aura that suddenly erupted around him was so strong that the entire Qianluan Peak trembled slightly.

Yan Chen protected Chu Muyun, but he also knew that it was almost time for him to make his senior brother so angry. It seemed that this little guy was really a treasure.

Too bad I couldn't taste it.

But that's okay, it's fine.

I have never tasted the real taste, but the first time I was treated so cruelly by my sweetheart, I am even more desperate.

Yan Chen licked his lower lip, his empty heart was greatly satisfied by the coming darkness.

Such a sincere feeling, such a strong love, such a lovely child.

If you can't get it, of course you have to destroy it!

"Since senior brother is back, of course I should go..." He let go of Chu Muyun as he spoke, and really left without the slightest pause.

The door was closed behind him, and the temperature in the room dropped again and again. Although it was already late autumn, the air inside seemed to be soaked in ice and snow, making one feel chills all over the body.

Chu Muyun stood up staggeringly, pulling the messy clothes on his body in embarrassment, before he could cover himself, Mo Jiushao stepped forward and pushed him onto the bed.

Chu Muyun looked up in astonishment, and finally said the first sentence of the night: "Father...Father..."

Mo Jiushao's eyes were gloomy like the sky before the storm, and the heavy dark clouds made people breathless, and his cold voice was more like a muffled thunder, falling from the sky, piercing straight into the soul.

"If you're so hungry, I'll satisfy you."

Chu Muyun suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the despair in his eyes seemed to turn into substance, mixed in the transparent tears, and silently slid down his cheeks accompanied by thick bitterness.

Mo Jiushao only glanced at it, then looked away, and approached the bed...

at the last moment...

Arrogantly bowed his head and bit his neck.

It was already painful enough, but Chu Muyun couldn't feel it anymore.

He stared blankly at the bed curtain, only to hear the man buried between his neck say in a low, moist voice like the air after rain: "Why...don't you wait for me?"

--I really like you.

Big tears rolled down the corner of Chu Muyun's eyes, then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After performing such a good show, Master Chu, who was not appreciated by anyone, was a little sad, but the sad thing was that it really hurt.

Although he has made enough preparations, expanded in advance, and got some blood by the way, 90.00% of the apparent misery is faked...but does Mo Jiushao dare to make it bigger?Haven't done it for more than 1000 years?How come it lasts so long?

Master Chu, who had miscalculated a little on this point, was heartbroken: "Dang Shou is really fucking fucked up!"

Fortunately, the harvest is good, and the rest is up to the little waste who is jealous.

Chu Muyun was tired, just in time for Xiao Baihua to pass out, he simply fell asleep steadily.

Mo Jiushao sat guarding him for a long time, until there was the presence of other people outside.

He said in a deep voice, "Come out."

Yan Chen's figure appeared, and he looked at the young man curled up on the bed with pity, then turned his head and asked, "Senior brother, Xiaoyun's taste is good, right?"

Mo Jiushao: "Do you think I won't touch you because of the 'Shengmen'?"

Yan Chen smiled: "Brother, you are joking, how can I beat you."

Without waiting for Mo Jiushao to chase him away, Yan Chen took the initiative to say, "Do you know why Xiaoyun was threatened by me?"

He deliberately emphasized the word 'threat'.