Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do!

Chu Muyun was not convinced, he felt that he needed to work harder.

So when Mo Jiushao was about to leave, he reached out and grabbed his clothes.

Mo Jiushao turned sideways, with a gentle expression, and his voice was like a spring breeze: "What's wrong?"

Chu Muyun lowered his head, bit his lower lip, and whispered with difficulty: "Father..."

"En." Mo Jiushao looked at him seriously, "What's the matter?"

Chu Muyun hesitated for a long time, the knuckles of the fingers holding his sleeve turned white from the force, but he didn't want to back down, he tried his best to let himself continue: "Can... can you stay?"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have exhausted all his courage. His eyelids were lowered, and his thick eyelashes trembled slightly, like a dragonfly soaked in raindrops, flickering but unable to fly.

A hint of meaning flashed in Mo Jiushao's eyes, but his brows and eyes were still clean and gentle. He held Chu Muyun's hand, and his voice was slightly lowered, with an inadvertently provocative temperature: "It's so big, I'm afraid sleeping alone?"

Chu Muyun's shoulders trembled slightly because of his touch, and his voice was a little shy: "No, it's just...just..."

Mo Jiushao took up his conversation: "Do you want to talk to me?"

Chu Muyun responded as if he had grasped a life-saving straw: "Yes, yes. Father has been too busy recently, and Yun'er hasn't talked to you for... a long time."

Mo Jiushao had always been fond of him, he sighed slightly, and replied, "Okay, I won't go, I'll sleep with you tonight."

Chu Muyun's clear eyes were filled with surprise immediately, he finally raised his head, looked at the man in front of him without blinking, his cheeks were slightly flushed with excitement: "I... Bed quilt."

Mo Jiushao said: "Don't bother, one quilt is enough."

As he said this, the slight blush on Chu Muyun's cheeks became more intense, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Yun'er is afraid of offending father."

"Stupid boy." Mo Jiushao stroked his jet-black hair, and said slowly, "When you first arrived at Qianluan Mountain, I was the one who coaxed you to sleep every night. Why are you out now?"

The handsome young man who looked up at him was both nervous and excited, his undisguised appearance was really attractive, Mo Jiushao looked at him without blinking, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

Chu Muyun focused on acting, but didn't have much time to observe Mo Jiushao's reaction, so he asked Ling: "Tell me, is Mo Jiushao's heart moved?"

zero:"……"

Chu Muyun: "The bed is about to go to bed, but he hasn't responded yet. This isn't a problem with straight men, it's rooted in impotence!"

zero:"……"

Chu Muyun: "Be serious and answer my question seriously."

Ling held back for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence: "You are only 15 years old, Mo Jiushao is over 3000 years old, are you sure he will attack you?"

Chu Muyun: "..."

After the activities in his brain were over, Mo Jiushao had already taken off his coat. Although his underwear was also tightly wrapped, he was tall and tall. After taking off the smoky gauze, the lines of his body were gradually revealed. The sense of strength that has been cultivated through years of sword practice is beyond human comprehension.

Chu Muyun intended to test Mo Jiushao's sexual orientation, but he didn't expect that he would suffer the crime this night.

Mo Jiushao completely treated him as a child, let him rest on his arm, and kept his other hand on his back, walking up and down, coaxing him to sleep very seriously.

It's just that what Chu Muyun felt was completely different.

Mo Jiushao has a very unique body fragrance, this smell is refreshing and refreshing when you smell it from a distance, but it makes people feel intoxicated when you get close, it lingers in the air densely, and the clear smell changes due to accumulation The lingering beauty, coupled with the temperature penetrating through the thin clothes and the slender fingers that kept caressing his back...

Chu Muyun: "I'm hard."

zero:"……"

Chu Muyun's heart was itching fiercely, he really wanted to grab that provocative finger, turn over and press it up, cover his thin lips, let this cold face be dyed with emotion, let him make a beautiful voice, Let him be confused, crazy, sink into the vortex of desire and cannot extricate himself...

Good, harder.

However, Chu Muyun was still rational. In the current situation, if he had the slightest intention to do so, it is estimated that Mo Jiushao's gentle stroking fingers would become a sharp weapon for killing people.

His son knew that as much as Chu Muyun liked Mo Jiushao's face, he understood how capricious this psychopath was.

So this night, he could only endure it abruptly.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, whenever Chu Muyun wanted to suppress his desire, Mo Jiushao's fingers would touch some places that shouldn't be touched, which made Chu Muyun who had calmed down feel impulsive again.

So he couldn't sleep.In order to distract himself, he had to chat with Zero.

"I think I've made it very obvious. It's impossible for Mo Jiushao not to notice."

Zero: "You are the one who knows him best"

Chu Muyun: "So, I think he is fishing for big fish with a long line."

Zero: "I don't understand."

Chu Muyun smiled: "What's the point of being in love at the beginning? You want to refuse but still welcome, you seduce people, fall into them, and then you can't bear it, you break through the taboos of father and son, and what you get is truly unforgettable."

In this way, wouldn't it be more complete to betray him if he betrayed him completely.

Thinking of this, Chu Muyun showed a confident smile: "I was wrong, Mo Jiushao is neither straight nor gay."

Zero couldn't help asking: "What is that?"

"He... is just crazy."

Chu Muyun's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't need to do much, he just had to walk into Mo Jiushao's game step by step, and when he was satisfied, he could grasp the important nodes, and only then could he grasp the important points. The possibility of attacking him.

Acting, it's not a problem for him.

The next day, Chu Muyun was about to make persistent efforts to play a simple young man who had just begun to fall in love and was so dazed by his father that he was struggling all day long between immorality and infidelity... But he didn't want Mo Jiushao to get busy all of a sudden.

I haven't seen anyone for more than half a month, and when the full moon is approaching, the steward actually came to inform him: "Young Palace Master, there are some distinguished guests visiting recently, and I hope you don't go out casually."

VIP?Chu Muyun thought about it.

He understands the plot so well, the only ones who can be regarded as honored guests by the servants of Qianluan Palace are the other Seven Lords of the Demon Realm.

Chu Mu thought about it for a while, and asked with great interest, "Is this a chance for me to meet other sons?"

Ling: "I thought you were seeing your wife...ah no, it's the veterans."

Chu Muyun was silent for a while: "00, you've learned badly."