Taoist

In short, when Ling Yuan returned, he held a little milk cat in his arms, followed by a little tail.

By this time it was almost daylight.

The two little demons were still sleeping, Lingyuan planned to go back to his room first.

It's just that after he opened the door, he looked at Yun Mo who wanted to follow in, and couldn't help but remind him,

"This is my room." So please be more self-conscious?

Yun Mo paused, and glanced at the little milk cat who was still held in Lingyuan's arms. He obviously had no expression on his face, but his words revealed an inexplicable sense of grievance, "Then why can he go in?"

Ling Yuan was taken aback, and looked down at the little milk cat in his arms, who also blinked innocently at him with big eyes.

"Meow~"

Lingyuan: "..." It's not okay to be cute.

Holding him all the time, I almost forgot to change him back to his original form, anyway, now that Yunmo already knows, it seems meaningless to maintain this shape, so Lingyuan said to the little milk cat: "Change back. "

Little milk cat: "Meow!" Why? !Am I not cute like this? !Don't be fooled by the original body!

Resistance is futile.

Ling Yuan immediately let go of his hand——

Yun Mo's condensed expression finally looked better.

The little milk cat rolled around on the ground, looked at Lingyuan without any sign of softening, and then reluctantly changed back.

The young man's eyes are clear, his expression is vivid, and he only feels full of vigor at a glance.Although Yunmo has the same face as the current Yunmo, it gives people a completely different feeling.

Yun Mo was also taken aback for a moment, this was the first time he saw the appearance of emotion after it took form.

It turned out to be his previous appearance - so familiar, yet so strange.

After watching that sentiment take shape, he was still standing beside Ling Yuan, pulling Ling Yuan's sleeves to act like a spoiled child.

It's like the old self and Lingyuan a long time ago.

It seems that countless times have passed, as if they have returned to the past.

He was still with Ling Yuan at that time.

Yun Mo suddenly felt a little helpless and flustered. He felt that he had become that redundant person now, and he could only look at the two of them from the sidelines.

The originally harmonious picture seemed to become dazzling.

"Ling Yuan."

Yun Mo cried out a little stiffly.

Ling Yuan turned his head and looked over with some doubts.

Qing Nian looked at Yun Mo warily.

Yun Mo: "..." What to do, I really want to throw this guy into Tianchi and seal it.

"Let's talk." Yun Mo slowed down his tone, he glanced at Qing Nian again, and emphasized: "You and I, let's talk."

Feeling unhappy instantly, "Why?! I don't agree!"

Ling Yuan: "Okay." It is indeed time for him and Yun Mo to have a good talk.

Love: "!!!" Lingyuan, do you not love me anymore QAQ

Ling Yuan couldn't hold back, and touched Qing Nian's head. He originally wanted to call Yun Mo, but realized that the real Yun Mo was still standing here, so he hesitated for a while, and said, "Ah Mo, don't make trouble."

......

When only Ling Yuan and Yun Mo were left, Ling Yuan poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Yun Mo, "What does the Emperor want to talk to me about?"

There was no expression on Yun Mo's cold face, holding the cup of tea poured by Lingyuan with both hands, the steam was steaming up, blurring his face a little.

His voice was a little soft, "You used to call me Ah Mo."

So why did you call that name Dao Qingnian? Why did you call him a cold emperor instead?

Lingyuan: "..."

"You're just telling me this?"

He looked at Yun Mo speechlessly, but suddenly found that Yun Mo's clothes and hair were still wet!

At this moment, the robe is still dripping with water, and the appearance of the whole person sitting there quietly holding a teacup looks so pitiful...

Lingyuan endured and endured, but he still couldn't.

Leaning over, he wanted to clean Yun Mo's body of moisture first.

This was something that could be done with a small spell, but Yun Mo grabbed Ling Yuan's hand and stopped him from moving.

Ling Yuan was stunned for a moment, then a little annoyed, "What are you doing?" I shouldn't care about him!Since he likes to wear wet clothes so much, let him wear them!I just meddle in my own business when I'm full!

Yun Mo looked into Ling Yuan's eyes seriously, "You still care about me, don't you?"

Lingyuan wanted to pull out his hand, but found that he couldn't move it at all, his expression turned cold, and his tone was mocking, "Is it interesting that the emperor is like this now?"

Then Ling Yuan felt a pain in his wrist.

Yun Mo seemed to be extremely stubborn this time, "Lingyuan, you used to..."

"enough!"

Ling Yuan abruptly interrupted Yun Mo, "Before? You were not like this before! Why do you want me to be the same as before?!"

Yun Mo took a breath, and then slowly let go of the hand holding Ling Yuan, "...Sorry."

It was because he was stimulated by that sentiment that he lost his composure.

Yun Mo silently withdrew his hand and lowered his eyes.

What Ling Yuan said is right, he himself is no longer who he was back then, so why should he ask Ling Yuan to be the same as before?

It's his fault.

It was him, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Just when Yun Mo was a little disheartened, he suddenly smelled a very familiar smell at the tip of his nose.

That kind of coolness, like the fragrance of pines, cypresses and trees at the time of frost - is the mausoleum.

Yun Mo looked up and saw that Ling Yuan had walked in front of him at some point, and bent down.

A strand of long black hair fell in front of Yun Mo's eyes, and the two were almost facing each other, and they could even feel each other's warm breath.

Yun Mo seemed to be frozen in an instant, his whole body was so stiff that he didn't dare to move, and even his breathing was so tense that he almost stopped.

Ling Yuan's expression was normal, as if he didn't notice anything.

He put his hand on Yun Mo's shoulder, and said softly: "Then do you like me like this?"

Feeling the tense body of his subordinates, Lingyuan's eyes were a little lonely, but his voice was like a lover's murmur, "Yunmo..."

The two get closer and closer——

Yun Mo stood up abruptly, escaped from the shackles of the mausoleum, and then rushed to the door as if fleeing from the wilderness.

When he was about to open the door, he stopped abruptly.

Yun Mo turned around, his chest heaved slightly, showing that his mood at the moment was definitely not as calm as it seemed on the surface.

He looked at Ling Yuan, "Don't make that kind of joke on me."

Just for a moment, he almost wanted to hold Lingyuan tightly in his arms.

Such a violent urge seems to come from the instinct of the body - want to hug, want to kiss, want more.

But this is not right, when he felt his love for Lingyuan again, he clearly realized that there seemed to be a consciousness deep in his heart watching all this very calmly.The whole person seems to be divided into two halves, with extreme contradictions and entanglements.

Ling Yuan was still standing there, hearing Yan just chuckled, "Do you think I'm joking?"

"Don't you want me to treat you like I used to?"

"Yun Mo will never dodge, let alone escape..."

Lingyuan looked at him and said silently, you see, when I really get close to you, the first one who can't stand it is yourself instead.

Yun Mo wanted to refute, he wanted to say that in his memory they had never been as close as they were just now, they had never even kissed!Not to mention that Ling Yuan took the initiative...

However, for some reason, he suddenly recalled a day long ago, when he just woke up from a coma, Lingyuan was lying next to him that day.

The skirt of the clothes is loose, the hair is messy, and there are a few red marks under the skin covered by the robe...

He only had a quick glance at that time, didn't dare to look closely at all, and couldn't remember what happened at all.

Later, Ling Yuan said that there was nothing wrong, but that the Jiuyang Yanhuo in his body had an accident, so he should not think too much about it.

He didn't dare to ask any more questions.Since then, he kept this matter deeply in his heart, as if thinking about it one more time would be a desecration of the mausoleum.

After so many years, under his deliberate neglect, he almost forgot about this matter.

But just now he suddenly remembered again.

It's just that this time, he thought a little more, coupled with Ling Yuan's actions and words just now, he suddenly felt as if he knew something...

Yun Mo asked with some difficulty: "I, we, are we..."

"I... I will be responsible..."

After stumbling out these words, Yun Mo only felt light in his heart, as if he had let go of something, and even began to think about how to prepare for their wedding.

As for my feelings for Lingyuan...

It's okay, anyway, they still have a long, long time in the future, and they can completely be re-cultivated.

But Ling Yuan was confused by Yun Mo's sudden actions.

He just wanted to tell Yun Mo that you can't even accept being close to me now, so don't force yourself, and don't force me either.

I didn't blame you for the matter between the two of us, but if you don't love me anymore, don't come to provoke me all the time.

It might be better for us to keep our distance.

You don't have to force yourself, and neither will I, sad.

——But Yun Mo seems to have misunderstood something?

He didn't think he was still holding on to things like they were going to be a Taoist couple, did he?

That's really unnecessary.

Lingyuan rolled up his sleeves, and his expression turned cold again, "You don't have to be like this, the emperor."

"I don't intend to threaten you with the old things, I just hope you," Ling Yuan said, paused for a moment, and then continued: "Don't be like this again..."

This is really, very boring.

Why bother, why bother embarrassing each other like this?

Yun Mo thought that Ling Yuan didn't believe it, and was a little anxious, "It's not a threat! No...I just think, we..."

The door of the room was knocked suddenly, and then the door was pushed open, standing in front of the door with the same face as Yunmo, looking at Lingyuan, with a depressed and aggrieved expression, and complained: "Why did you talk for so long?" time?!"

The author has something to say:

Thank you "Liang Yuan" and "Chang'an Luoyang" for the nutrient solution, okay~

Cough, that, can I ask for the payment and advance payment? ● v ●

(I will lend you the little milk cat rua!) (*/ω＼*)