Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do!

Yan Shen!How could it be Yan Chen? !

Under the dark night, the young man's delicate face was extremely white, it seemed that even his lips were transparent, and his clear black eyes were full of panic, fear and despair...

He didn't say a word, but where did the situation need any words?

The thin underwear has been faded to the waist, there are ambiguous cherry petals on the thin shoulders, a large honey-colored chest is exposed, and the red place is stained with bright water because of being kissed, and the bottom is empty and naked.

Yan Chen clasped his waist with one hand and kissed him without restraint. Instead, he raised his body and sent himself up like a sacrifice, expecting the other party's taste and love.

So... so slutty.

There's no way to explain this. No matter who saw it, they would think that it was Chu Muyun who took the initiative, because this scene didn't have the slightest hint of coercion, it was a state of mutual gratification and intimacy.

What's even more frightening is that this is definitely not the first time, definitely not the first time something like this has happened.

Chu Muyun's eyes were full of despair, he was not stupid, he soon realized what was going on.

There was never Mo Jiushao, it was always Yan Chen.

It was he who foolishly fell into the trap, mistook Yan Chen for Mo Jiushao, and then...

What made him even more devastated was that he thought his heart had been answered, but in fact it didn't.

Mo Jiushao didn't do anything transgressive to him, he still regarded him as his son, but he...had such an immoral desire for his adoptive father.

The despair of extinction hit, and Chu Muyun's whole body collapsed to the extreme.

Zero: "I think your body can tremble a little more, it will be more realistic."

Chu Muyun: "Kids, don't look around, I don't have any clothes on."

zero:"……"

Yan Chen also saw Mo Jiushao, being "caught and raped on the bed" like this, he didn't even panic at all, instead, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, got up, wrapped Chu Muyun's clothes seriously, and buckled the boy on the bed with one hand. After hugging him, he turned his head to look at the arrogant emperor standing by the door: "Senior brother, I like Xiaoyun, and he likes me too, let's help us."

His words made Chu Muyun's eyes full of horror, he struggled to leave, but Yan Chen hugged him even tighter, he didn't make a sound, but the threat couldn't be more obvious.

——Do you want Mo Jiushao to know that you like your father?

——Do you want to let Mo Jiushao know that you long to be kissed by your father, touched by your father, and...

Chu Muyun didn't dare to move anymore, he leaned against Yan Chen's arms, biting his lower lip tightly, his eyes were flushed, but he didn't dare to raise his head, and didn't look at Mo Jiushao.

Mo Jiushao stood there calmly from the beginning to the end, with no expression on his exquisite facial features, he looked at Chu Muyun who was bowing his head, and then spoke softly after a while: "Xiaoyun, look at me."

Chu Muyun didn't have the courage to look him in the eye.

Mo Jiushao sighed lightly: "It's my father's fault, he didn't notice your thoughts, but you are too young, don't rush these things, okay? You are just impulsive, and in the future..."

Hearing his favorite voice say such words, Chu Muyun's complexion became paler, his eyelashes trembled violently, and his voice was tinged with despair: "Father, if I really like Uncle Yan Chen, will you help us?"

Mo Jiushao pursed his thin lips slightly, and after his eyes flickered, he asked slowly, "Do you want to leave Qianluan Peak?"

Chu Muyun raised his head abruptly, a thick haze spread in his clear eyes, he looked at Mo Jiushao, and said something almost self-abuse: "So... father will let me leave, right?"

Mo Jiushao looked at him, and there was a hint of pain in his light gray eyes, but he still spoke, and the cruel words on his beautiful lips were enough to destroy this young man: "I didn't imprison you, as long as you want, you can do it anytime you want." Can……"

"Enough!" Chu Muyun screamed suddenly, interrupting his unfinished words.

Yan Chen, who was watching from the side, was greatly satisfied. Seeing the breakdown of the boy in his arms, his desire to destroy was completely filled. The pleasure made him want to take this little guy away and put him on the bed. Treat yourself well.

It's a pity...it's not ready yet.

Yan Chen's thin lips raised slightly, but his eyes were filled with deep affection like the sea. He looked at Chu Muyun and said softly: "Don't argue with senior brother, he is right, you are still young, take you away now, I'm afraid I'll hurt you, but it's okay, when you grow up, I'll pick you up, okay?" He pressed his forehead and said affectionately, "I like you, Xiaoyun."

Chu Muyun looked at him, his eyes were full of anger and deep-seated hatred, but he couldn't say anything, he couldn't say anything, because it seemed that he asked for everything, and it was all "willingly" for him, and he couldn't do anything about it. Mo Jiushao spoke out his thoughts, because Mo Jiushao had never had such thoughts about him, and he said that he was only humiliating himself, which only made everything worse.

However, Yan Chen...

It was this man who ruined everything!

Yan Chen looked at the hatred in his eyes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened. He knew that Chu Muyun didn't dare to resist him, so he leaned forward and kissed him on the lips: "Good boy, I will come to pick you up .”

How affectionate, Chu Muyun was so angry that his body kept trembling, but this appearance can also be misunderstood as heartbroken because of the separation from his lover...

Chu Muyun: "I don't think I should write a book."

Ling: "I also think that if you go to the entertainment industry, you will probably have to take the statuette to get soft."

Chu Muyun was in a good mood: "00, your mouth is so sweet."

zero:"……"

'Jealousy' is gone, but the play hasn't ended yet, Chu Muyun, a little white flower that is gradually darkening, has to continue acting.

At this moment, the gorgeous sleeping hall is so empty that it looks like a lonely tomb.

Chu Muyun and Mo Jiushao stood opposite each other, neither of them spoke actively.

The cool night wind blows in from the half-opened window, lifts up the misty veil like clouds, and lets the moonlight shine in through the gap, elongating the figures of the two and interlacing them together, as if they are in love with each other. Embrace and stand.

How ironic.

Chu Muyun looked at the intersecting shadow and felt it was extremely dazzling.

He finally couldn't help it, and said softly, "Father, I want to rest."

Only then did Mo Jiushao come back to his senses, his expression remained the same, but his gaze towards Chu Muyun was full of worry: "Xiaoyun..."

"Father, let's talk tomorrow if you have anything to say!" Chu Muyun ordered the guest to leave in a stiff voice.

Mo Jiushao narrowed the look in his eyes, suppressed his disappointment and said, "Okay, let's rest early."

After 'Arrogance' left, Chu Muyun relaxed his body, resting his chin and sighed softly: "Mo Jiushao is really good at playing with people's hearts."

Zero answered the words honestly: "I don't understand."

Chu Muyun brushed away her long hair casually, leaned lazily on the bed, and said with great interest: "Love, without going through ups and downs and tribulations, how can it be deeply rooted in people's hearts? Especially a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. "

Zero was confused and still didn't understand, but he didn't plan to figure it out, anyway, it was enough for the host to understand.

The next day.

It was as if there was a film between Chu Muyun and Mo Jiushao, and they no longer had the familiarity and intimacy they had before.

From this day on, Chu Muyun hid from Mo Jiushao everywhere, and Mo Jiushao wanted to talk to him, but every time Chu Muyun had an excuse to avoid him.

He is no longer clinging to Mo Jiushao, and no longer thinks all about his father. He practiced sword like crazy as if he was paralyzing himself.That appearance seems to have exhausted himself to the extreme on purpose: only in this way can he not think about anything, not think about anything, and the piercing pain can be suppressed; only when he is exhausted, can he not miss Mo Jiushao, not To think about this innocent unrequited love, and not let yourself cross the line and do something irreversible.

And the truth is...

Zero: "You are so hardworking."

Chu Muyun: "I kind of found the feeling of reviewing for the college entrance examination back then."

zero:"……"

Chu Muyun said seriously: "The experience of the number one scholar in science tells you that if you don't work hard, you won't get a grade."

Out of nowhere, Ling asked, "You were also broken in love at that time?"

Chu Muyun was startled, then smiled and said, "00, do you think I will have that day?"

Zero paused and didn't make any more sound.

Chu Muyun didn't take it seriously, he became addicted to sword practice, his character is like this, whatever he does, he will do it to the extreme.

Studying has always been the number one priority, and he excels in everything he does at work. Everyone is amazed by the speed of his promotion. Even if he writes a book on a whim, he still occupies the top of all the rankings from beginning to end, easily aspiring to the top.

It seems that he has never tasted failure.

But this kind of life... what's the point?

***

This kind of life has been maintained for nearly two months, and it was finally broken.

In fact, on Qianluan Peak, no matter how much Chu Muyun tried to hide, he couldn't hide from Mo Jiushao.

It's just that Mo Jiushao knew that he didn't want to see her, so he gave him a chance to 'dodge'.

After two months, we have calmed down and thought about everything we should think about. It's time to talk about it.

Just as Chu Muyun fell asleep, the door opened, and the unique refreshing breath lingered in. Chu Muyun's face remained unchanged, but he couldn't help but look forward to it in his heart.

He hadn't seen Mo Jiushao for a long time, and Chu Muyun was actually very upset that he was forced to hide from such a beauty all day long for acting.

Mo Jiushao didn't deliberately hide his breath, so Chu Muyun would definitely notice it.

When he came to the window, Chu Muyun opened his eyes almost quickly, and sat up hastily. Under the moonlight, his complexion was pale, his eyes dodged, and his voice was extremely stiff: "Father...it's so late, what's the matter?" something?"

Mo Jiushao sat down on the outside of the bed, with a trace of fatigue and heart-throbbing worry in his exquisite eyebrows and eyes: "Xiaoyun, I brought you back three years ago, and what I thought was that I must raise you well so that you You grow up healthy... But, I'm not doing well enough."

Chu Muyun pursed his lips tightly, and the expression on his face revealed the pain of his heart throbbing.

Mo Jiushao looked at him distressedly, seemed to hesitate for a long time, then sighed softly, and said slowly: "You don't need to torture yourself like this, and you don't need to avoid me like this, since you like Yan Chen, then let him go Well, I... won't stop you."

Chu Muyun suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Mo Jiushao looked at him, a trace of unspeakable pain flashed in his light gray eyes, he maintained his composure, and continued: "Don't worry, this will always be your home, as long as you come back, I……"

He paused, as if he couldn't continue because he was too reluctant.

Chu Muyun: "00, I'm tempted."

Zero: "...he is acting."

Chu Muyun: "Yes, this acting has stimulated me."

zero:"……"

Chu Muyun sighed softly: "I really want to make him cry."