The singer of the entertainment circle is not a human being

At night, it was so quiet that only the chirping of insects could be heard. The man in a brocade robe and cloak hurried along, looking back from time to time with a flustered expression.

He knew it was against the rules, and he knew that he might be driven away by embarrassment, but he didn't have time. After the sun rose, every step in the future would be unimaginable.

Shen Moyan stood outside the gate of Xue Mansion's other courtyard. He tried his best to adjust his breathing, his fingers were as tense as frost.

Xue Shaoqing was inside, as long as he knocked on the door, as long as he knocked on the door, he would see the man he had been thinking about day and night.

The palm was raised and lowered, and the late autumn evening wind passing through the silk made him tremble, and he stood there for a full quarter of an hour, but he never had the courage to act rashly.

Tomorrow is the day to go to the Tang family singing hall, he really can't wait, he can't control the fate of this body, he is afraid, he is afraid, he gambles the last bit of dignity, after tonight, from then on he dare not think about it, never again Dare to hope.

God, please, just for one night.

"Mo Yan?!" A familiar voice sounded from behind, Shen Moyan's body shook, and he turned around in a panic to find the source of the voice.

Xue Shaoqing held a jade fan in his hand, and was standing five steps away in a Shu brocade gown with gold thread hooks, staring at him frowning.

"It's late at night, why are you here?" The man's voice was thick, and he strode up to him, as if he was questioning his abruptness.

Shen Moyan looked at that handsome face almost greedily, and the words he had rehearsed thousands of times in his heart suddenly disappeared. He tried his best to suppress the tears, opened and closed his small mouth, and trembled for a long time before uttering some words: "Sorry...young master...I'm sorry...I No...not on purpose..."

He secretly scolded himself for being stupid, but he was deeply afraid that Xue Shaoqing would expel him immediately, so he explained intermittently tremblingly: "Master... I'm sorry... don't be angry... Mo Yan really didn't mean it... don't drive me away..."

"Mo Yan...just want to see you...not overstepping the rules...please don't drive me away..."

Xue Shaoqing frowned even tighter, and her heart ached. Seeing his pale and bloodless face, she subconsciously held the palm in front of her, which was freezing to the bone, and asked scoldingly, "Why do you apologize? Why are your hands so cold? Let me go in first." "

Indisputably, the man pushed open the gate of the other courtyard, forcefully pulled Shen Moyan into the room, and looked at him suspiciously all the way. Seeing the villain's tense, apprehensive and shrinking appearance, the man couldn't help but tense his jaw slightly angrily.

The brightly lit room was much warmer, Xue Shaoqing let go of the palms of the two of them, and sat down with the hem of his clothes folded, and asked the servant to make a pot of hot tea for him before asking: "Warm up first, what's wrong with you? It’s been a while, why did you come here all of a sudden?”

Hearing the worry in the man's words, Shen Moyan took the tea bowl and poured it into his mouth. The tears fell into the tea soup and wiped away without a trace. When he raised his face again, he had a smile on his face.

"Master, Mo Yan wants to drink." He said.

Xue Shaoqing looked up at him suspiciously for a moment, and finally waved his hand to let him sit down, meditating for a while as if immersed in distress, and finally did not refuse Shen Moyan's request, in exchange for a house slave to take out the wine jar.

"Speak well, what's going on." The man asked again.

Shen Moyan's fingers were tangled together, his heart was suffocating with pain, what are you talking about, could it be possible to ask Xue Shaoqing to take pity on him and continue to protect him.

Or tell the man that he has fallen in love that he shouldn't have.

Laughing out loud at being stupid by himself, throughout the ages, how could an actor dare to expect his benefactor to be sincere.

He doesn't deserve it.

"Master, it's okay." Shen Moyan put on a sweet smile, his pupils twinkling like crescent moons: "I just miss you, come play a scoundrel. Just don't chase me away."

The ending trembled unconsciously, but he still pretended to be normal. The house slave happened to come and hand over the wine jar. Shen Moyan took it first, got up and poured a full cup into the bowl, presented it humbly in front of Xue Shaoqing, and then filled it for himself.

The man didn't know why, so he took his palm and said with concern: "Are you okay? Don't be brave, if you don't feel happy, just say it." After thinking for a while, he seemed a little guilty: "I...I've been busy recently, so I neglected you, Don't be mad at me."

Feeling sore, Shen Moyan sucked his nose, lowered his eyes to hide the pain in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Well, why would Mo Yan be so angry?"

After he finished speaking, he picked up the wine and saluted the man: "Mo Yan is here to make amends today. This first cup will punish Mo Yan for his willful behavior and disturb your purity."

After finishing the words, he raised his head and gulped it down. The alcohol burned his esophagus hot, but he smiled as usual, and stared at the man's eyes with bright eyes.

Although Xue Shaoqing felt that he was strange, she didn't think much about it, and drank the wine in one gulp, soothing her softly: "It's okay, I'm happy for you to come."

Shen Moyan smiled and said nothing, filled the wine glasses of the two of them again, and saluted the man, "For the second cup, Mo Yan will be fined for speaking nonsense." Without waiting for Xue Shaoqing to respond, he raised his head and poured it all into his mouth to swallow.

"When did you speak without restraint? When did you talk nonsense?" The man finally realized something was wrong, grabbed his wrist and asked sharply, "What's the matter with you today? Talking upside down?"

"On the day of stargazing, Mo Yan said the wrong thing to annoy you, and he just spoke nonsense. Today, Mo Yan came to visit without saying hello, just talking nonsense." The tears could not be held back, Shen Moyan lowered his head and quickly wiped them away, smiling De Canlan: "Master, don't blame me, Mo Yan is wrong."

"Why are you crying?" Xue Shaoqing panicked when she saw tears falling from her heart, and hurriedly stood up and hugged the villain: "Hey, don't cry, I don't blame you, I blame myself..." Halfway through speaking, he couldn't feel it. It's time to say it again, so he wiped away Shen Moyan's tears and sighed: "It's none of your business, don't think about it, it's because I didn't come to you, it's my fault."

"No, it's not, it's Mo Yan, my lord is right." Shen Moyan shook his head again and again, reluctant to part with the warmth in the man's arms, tears fell even more fiercely, but he still struggled to fill the third glass of wine.

"This cup is Mo Yan's last crime, and it is also the most unforgivable." He raised his head and gazed sadly at Xue Shaoqing's eyebrows, engraved that face into his heart, and said with a forced smile: "Mo Yan is delusional and overestimated. If you add trouble, Mo Yan should be punished."

After finishing speaking, he raised his neck and drank it all, but was snatched by the man halfway, and smashed to the ground hard.

"Are you angry at me?! Are you here to mess around?! What is wishful thinking? What is self-deprecation? Shen Moyan, did I spoil you! What are you going to do!" Xue Shaoqing let go of her arms His arms were filled with anger and helplessness, he didn't know what to do with this villain.

"Master..." Shen Moyan saw that the man was angry, his body was shaking unbearably, and tears were falling down. Fearing that he would be driven away, he took a step forward and hugged Xue Shaoqing desperately, and begged: "You said it, you said it before, Mo Yan wants to I'll tell you what you want, and I'll give you whatever you can. Right..."

Xue Shaoqing resented him for belittling herself, and her heart was filled with turbidity, but the villain cried miserably, making her heart flustered.

He didn't go to Shen Moyan for half a month, saying that he didn't want them to be deceiving people, and he wished he could be with the villain every day, and he was satisfied when he saw the villain's smile every now and then.

But he didn't dare, he was afraid that one day when the villain knew what was on his mind, he would be completely disappointed in him and would make humiliation.

Xue Shaoqing secretly scolded herself for being unscrupulous, and in the end she wrapped her arms around Shen Moyan's waist with pity, rubbing the temperature of the baby's hair in the center of her arms, and her tone softened: "I will give you whatever you want, don't cry, you take my heart all the way!" It hurts to cry."

Hearing this, Shen Moyan's body trembled, he propped his head up to stare at the man, engraved the face in front of his eyes into his heart over and over again, and asked desperately and anxiously: "If Mo Yan wants it, it's you..."

"I..." Xue Shaoqing didn't have time to think about the deep meaning of the villain's words, suddenly her lips were filled with warmth.

He stared wide-eyed, looking at the young man in disbelief, soft and jerky kisses spread between his lips and teeth, Shen Moyan's delicate and plump thin lips gently sucked every corner of him, and the slippery little tongue timidly entered his mouth Inner entanglement, sweet to maddening.

He should have refused, should have escaped, but when he came back to his senses, he turned back and pressed the villain by the table, wantonly encroaching on the young man who had been in his arms for many years.

Xue Shaoqing felt that he was probably crazy, he was not an innocent and ignorant young man, but at this moment he was like a disciple who suddenly caught a fever, wishing he could integrate Shen Moyan into his blood and bones and never leave him.

He likes him, he is attached to him, and he even wants to dedicate the best treasures in the world to him.

He loves him, medicine and stones are ineffective, and he can't extricate himself.

The breath between each other was scalding to the point of scalding the skin, and Xue Shaoqing's lower abdomen gradually became hard as a stone in the teasing, and before the last trace of sanity was lost, he pushed the young man away suddenly, gasping for breath, trying to wake himself up.

Shen Moyan's lips were ravaged and ravaged until they were red, Jian Shuiqiu's pupils were glistening, Xue Shaoqing gritted his teeth and turned his face away, struggling to say: "We shouldn't be like this, you go, stay away from me."

This sentence seemed to irritate the villain suddenly, Shen Moyan burst into tears instantly, and Qi Qi begged: "Master, don't, don't drive me away."

"No, you will regret it, you go, stay away from me!" Xue Shaoqing turned around cruelly, suppressing the frenzy in her heart.

Shen Moyan cried until he choked, trembling and hugging the man from behind, weeping uncontrollably, "Master, it's just one night, Mo Yan only wants this one night."

"After tonight, Mo Yan will never think about it again, and Mo Yan will never dare to do it again."

"Master, Mo Yan doesn't regret it, Mo Yan just wants to belong to Master."

Xue Shaoqing remained unmoved, insisted on not responding to his cry, and sighed heavily: "Go, I won't want you."

"No!" Shen Moyan clenched his hands even tighter, crying until he seemed to be dying, and said in despair: "Is it because Mo Yan is too low? He is not worthy of the master, right? Mo Yan is an actor, so he defiled the master, right..."

He shook his head sadly, knowing that there was no possibility for himself, and finally let go of his hand slowly, his pale cheeks were empty and painful: "Mo Yan understands..."

"Heh..." He sneered, his voice was hoarse that Xue Shaoqing had never heard before: "Mo Yan knows that he is obscene... humiliating his noble body... Young Master Xue... I'm leaving..."

Unable to explain why she was flustered, Xue Shaoqing turned around abruptly, and met his ashen eyes, no longer as bright as before, the little beast who wanted to be swallowed by the night to swallow her last hope.

Uncontrollably, Xue Shaoqing hurriedly hugged the body in front of him. Xue Shaoqing had an inexplicable premonition that if he missed tonight, he would never be able to see Shen Moyan in this lifetime. He explained in panic: "No, I never thought you were inferior, never, I Loving you, pampering you, I'm afraid you will regret it and blame me in the future, Mo Yan, do you understand, I will be afraid too!"

The lips were once again surrounded by the warmth of temptation, tears rolled down from the young people who embraced each other, and the murmured tone was fascinating: "Master, hold me, love me, Mo Yan only asks for this night, don't leave me."

Rationality was disconnected in his mind, Xue Shaoqing only remembered that the next moment he picked up the young man, strode towards the bed, kissed passionately, and tore off each other's clothes until the skin was close, and the graceful body of the villain at the heart fascinated him. Random temptation.

When his heat penetrated deep into his lover, unbearable panting gradually sounded in the room, and low and pleasant moans and moans.He used the most primitive way to integrate with Shen Moyan again and again. ##### Haha, the data is getting lower and lower, so discouraged~ Give yourself a sour hug~~~