2/1 god domain

054 advanced

"Really not angry?" The boy asked suspiciously.

"Really, no." Mo Shao's expression was slightly distorted. He was very confident in concealing his true inner feelings. When he was in the Sword Spirit Hall, even the shrewd dean like the old fox couldn't figure out his thoughts. , let alone little Mofan?

but--

This kid seems... A strange thought suddenly flashed in his mind. Before Mo Shao had time to grasp the clue, the young man's extremely beautiful face suddenly approached him. Immediately afterwards, there was a touch of warmth on his lips, tenderness... Mixed with natural fragrance.

The young man opened his eyes with a slightly confused expression, and met Mo Shao's eyes. Instinctively, he stretched out his tongue and licked the other's lips...

The delicate touch brings a burst of numbness that makes the whole body soft.

Both of them trembled.

Mo Shao was stunned. Has he been...frivolous?And it was by a child who was so many years younger than him!

The young man's confused eyes gradually became clear, like a traveler who has been lost for a long time, finally found the right direction, the flexible tip of his tongue gently pried open the closed city gate of the opponent, drove straight in, swept every inch of the soft soil.

Poet: "..." What rhythm is this?He sneaked out now, is there still time?

"Bangdang-"

Facts have proved: too late.

On the way to retreat, the poet accidentally knocked over the wall clock on the white cabinet at the door, which also alarmed the two people on the bed.

Second Olympic!Mo Shao swears in his heart, pushes the boy away, stands up quickly, and rushes directly into the bathroom, leaving him alone with a staggering back.

The young man sat on the bed blankly, watching his fleeing figure silently. After a while, he reached out to touch his lips and smiled happily.

"...Damn it!" the poet muttered, thinking, did he take the initiative to go to Mo Shao and obediently admit his mistake?Or pretend you didn't see anything?

Just based on the posture of the two kissing just now, they shouldn't have noticed the existence of him, the "third party", right?

It's a pity that his luck didn't continue to the next minute.

"Hmph!" Desel's voice came from behind him, and then, a ball of black fur jumped on top of his head with lightning speed.

And then?

The young man's seemingly calm and indifferent eyes fell on him. He knew that the other party could not see him, but for some reason, the poet had the illusion that he was doomed!

Is it an illusion?he thinks.

It's all to blame for the black fur ball!exposed his whereabouts.

The more the poet thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved. He kept pulling the ball on top of his head with his hands. It took a long time to get rid of the other party's entanglement.

The cold water poured down from the top of his head, and Mo Shao finally calmed down a bit. The relationship between the master of the contract and the sword spirit has always been close, but usually it is only a master-servant relationship. In a situation like Xiao Mo Fan... He thought Thinking about it, the other party is too young, there is no one to trust and rely on, and his appearance just broke the deadlock.

Like fledgling complex.

Perhaps when Mo Fan grows up slowly and meets someone he really likes, the situation will change, right?

"Ah!" The poet exclaimed shortly, awakening Mo Shao who was in deep thought.

"What's your ghost name?" Mo Shao turned his head and glanced lightly at the flustered poet, acting extremely calm, as if the person who kissed someone passionately and was suddenly caught just now wasn't him at all.

The poet opened his mouth with a distorted expression, and was suddenly startled: "Have you advanced?"

Mo Shao was originally at the middle stage of the Mysterious Rank. Unlike the cultivation of supernatural beings, sword spirits cannot rely on foreign objects such as energy stones to take shortcuts. They take one step at a time and cannot be lazy. A lot of time.

but--

He has broken through the ground level now.

"Before I went out, you were clearly in the middle stage of the Mysterious Rank!" The poet covered his mouth exaggeratedly, "During this period, what happened?"