White Fox

Wang Yifeng asked: "Have you ever thought that your company is the greatest happiness for him?"

([-]) The Battle to Take Back Mao Mao

Ever since Maomao's identity was exposed, Wang Yifeng treated him as a human being.At this moment, Mao Mao was obediently squatting on the dining table drinking water, Wang Yifeng took a small knife in his hand, personally shaved off the meat from the sweet and sour pork ribs, cut them into small pieces, put them on a plate, and pushed them to Mao Mao's side.

When he withdrew his hand, he suddenly hesitated, and he asked: "I thought you've been a human being for 20 years, and you should be used to eating cooked meat, but I never asked you." Do you like it like this, or do you prefer the raw one?"

The little fox remained polite since Wang Yifeng spoke, and shook his head after Wang Yifeng finished speaking: "It's fine if you're familiar with it."

Wang Yifeng nodded, but did not speak.

The previous impression of Mu Xuanying was that she was quiet, well-behaved and sensible, and would not conflict with Mo Yu unless it was a matter of position, and would not disobey Xie Yuan unless it was about Mo Yu.

Then why is it in a cold war with Mo Yu?

Thinking of this, he asked, "What are you going back to Nanping for?"

Maomao bowed his head to eat meat, and it was a little sad to talk about it: "I just want to go back and pay respects to my father."

In the last year or so, he ran around outside without even saying goodbye, always feeling unfilial.

"But brother Mo Yu reacted too much." It really couldn't understand, it just wanted him to take him with him when he went to Nanping Mountain to organize a small attack and defense. Such a small request, why did he make such a big fuss?

"Have you made it clear to him?"

"Make it clear." The little fox said in a muffled voice.

"Could it be..." Guzhu Wang was looking for a reason for his apprentice: "He was busy getting angry at the time, so he didn't hear clearly?"

"No." Maomao drew circles with his paw depressedly: "He knows that I'm going to pay homage to my father." But he still refuses to take it there!

"You didn't go back with him because of this?"

"of course not!"

Wang Yifeng didn't think so either.so what?He made an air of listening.

"I just suddenly felt," Maomao sighed, "I didn't do anything for him."

Such a self, why can he stay by his side safely and enjoy his meticulous care?

Wang Yifeng quietly poured himself a cup of tea. "After three days of thinking, did you come up with any results?"

Maomao shook his head.

"Mo Yu once stabbed you in the heart and almost killed you," Wang Yifeng suddenly asked, "Did you blame him?"

"How can he be blamed for that incident?" Maomao answered urgently: "Obviously it was me..."

"Do you think he will have no psychological burden at all?"

Maybe, yes...

Mao Mao lowered her head and said nothing.

I always feel that Mo Yu has a big heart, and he can always control what he wants and what he wants to do.After he claimed to "destroy" that person, Mo Yu was so angry that he ignored his existence for a long time.He was busy coaxing Mo Yu, never thought that he would feel guilty for hurting himself.

"Do you want him to carry guilt all the time?"

Maomao shook his head.Of course it doesn't want it, but what should it do to eliminate it?

"It's the same reason," Wang Yifeng changed the subject, "Mo Yu certainly doesn't want you to have any psychological burden."

Yes, is that so?

Before, he and Mo Yu made an appointment to meet in Jinshui. Because of a mistake on the road, he was delayed. He didn't care about the bandits he met on the mountain. He only sent a letter to the Haoqi League disciples stationed there and left.He just made a small complaint in front of Mo Yu, what did Mo Yu say at that time?

"Maomao, I don't want to be your shackles, I can do whatever I want, Brother Mo Yu will always stand behind you."

Shelter you from wind and rain.

There is no need to say the last sentence, because Mo Yu has already practiced it personally.

"You two still have a long time, so don't hold back what you have to say. Mo Yu is a boring gourd. If you are like this, you will not be able to live through that day." Wang Yifeng said with a light smile.

As long as you are willing to talk to him well, he will understand.

Even if you really don't understand, you will pretend to understand.

Maomao nodded half understanding.

"As for what you said, you didn't do anything for him." Wang Yifeng looked at Mao Mao: "Have you ever thought that your company is the greatest happiness for him."

Besides, it's not like you didn't do anything for him.

Maybe Mu Xuanying will never understand that feeling.

The first ray of sunshine you meet when you are trapped in the dark, the warm palm you stretch out in front of your eyes unsuspectingly when you are abandoned by the world, the small protective gestures that the other party may not really use when you cry in your heart but can only be forced to be strong, have always been for him The innocent smile that blooms, and the unreserved trust.

How precious are these things.That is the initial hope, the most longed for light, the nostalgia that is impossible to give up.

How could Mo Yu, who has obtained such a priceless treasure, let go of your hand.

In the dark night, when stealing chickens and dogs.

Young Master Mo, who was dressed in fluttering white clothes, finally took off his white clothes and changed into a dark night suit.

On a rare occasion of employing people, except for Mo Xiang, a disciple of Wanhua Valley who was left behind to take care of Maomao, the powerful subordinates were not around, so Master Mo Shaogu could only go on his own depressed.

Originally, he didn't want to have friction with Gu Zhu face to face, but now he is really helpless, and he can't control so much anymore.

The first step in the big battle to get Mao Mao back.

Mo Yu squatted on the luxuriant peach tree, watching as Mo Sha and Mo Fei divided their forces to lure away the Snow Demon Guard at the door.

Although it is just a function of a smoke bomb, it is somewhat useful and not in vain.Mo Yu thought silently in her heart.

The second step of the battle to take back Mao Mao.

Mo Yu took the opportunity to sneak into Liefengji, evaded the guards vigilantly, jumped over eaves and walls, climbed over walls and beams, and finally reached the surrounding area of ​​Guzhu's house.

"Brother Mo Yu, what are you doing?" There was a sudden weight on his shoulders, and the little fox grabbed him with two paws, and a head popped out.

When he was suddenly interrupted while concentrating, Mo Yu was abnormally lifeless, he just raised his index finger and slightly turned his head to hiss, then continued to tiptoe over the wall.

To do something bad?Stealing Uncle Wang's stuff?

The little fox was a little puzzled, but he was very obedient and didn't make a sound, and even lowered his breath in cooperation.

The third step of the battle to take back Mao Mao.

Finally turned into the owner's residence, taking advantage of the time when the owner went for a walk, he had to quickly find Maomao and pack it away.

So, I turned around and looked around.

But Wang Yifeng's residence was not that big, and Mo Yu quickly turned it upside down.

"What are you looking for?" Maomao asked him in a low voice.

Mo Yu was a little tired from searching, and let out a long breath with his hands on his hips: "Of course I'm looking for Mao Mao."

Gently patted the dust with both hands, and when he was about to continue working, his body suddenly froze.

No, who was he talking to just now? ? ?

Mo Yu turned his head slowly stiffly, meeting the familiar eyes with a warm smile.

The body froze for only a moment, and Young Master Mo looked left and right to make sure that there was no one around, and decisively pulled the little fox off, wrapped him tightly in his arms, turned on the horsepower, and slipped away.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..." he was out of breath.

Finally Mo Yu let go of his hand slightly, Maomao put his front paws against his chest and took two deep breaths, finally recovering. "Brother Mo Yu," the little fox looked behind him, then turned back to stare at Mo Yu, and asked depressedly, "Can you stop grabbing my tail?"

"I can't." After strenuous exercise, Mo Yu's breathing became a little heavier, and she spoke with a nasal sound.

"But it's very uncomfortable." Maomao wagged his tail impatiently, but his movements were hindered, and the room for movement was really limited.

"Don't go." It should be a request, but Master Mo Shaogu said it was an order.

Maomao took two deep breaths, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I won't go." So hurry up and let go, it just resisted to scratch it again, okay?

Mo Yu finally let go of his hand, he lifted Maomao up, and rubbed his cheek against the top of its head.

Although there were some funny mistakes in the middle of the battle to regain Maomao, fortunately, it was still a victory.

As long as Mao Mao's heart is with him, Mo Yu will always be invincible.

"Maomao was taken away by you, right?" Wang Yifeng raised his head from the scroll and asked with certainty.

It was already the fifth morning when Mo Yu stole Maomao, after the routine report meeting, Mo Yu was left alone.

"Yes."

However, it took Mao Mao five days to ask people, would it be a bit cheating?

"I remember it said that it just wanted to go to Nanping to pay homage to its father, why don't you satisfy its wish?" Wang Yifeng turned a page calmly.

"His father has been dead for almost 20 years..."

"Mo Yu!" Wang Yifeng scolded softly.

"Cough cough." Mo Yu pretended to cough twice: "I mean, although he waited for Maomao in front of the grave for seven years, Maomao had already sent him into reincarnation when he returned to Nanping. It has been ten years , he might have been reincarnated..."

"Mo Yu," Wang Yifeng rarely frowned as he looked at the inattentive apprentice, "The principles and ethics in the world may seem ridiculous to you, but they may be very important to others."

"It's my fault." Mo Yu quickly admitted his mistake.

He understands that feeling.

When Mao Mao was forced to jump off the cliff, those so-called righteous people only cared about the few pieces of paper that Mao Mao took away, and what would happen to Mao Mao was completely out of their scope of consideration.That is the person he puts on the top of his heart and loves even if it is not enough. He regards it as a treasure, but others discard it like a shoe.

"But no." Mo Yu still firmly refused: "Guzhu, I dare not bet."

He dare not bet.

If it's 1v1, he is confident that his position in Mao Mao's heart is better than anyone in the Haoqi League, but after all, he is single and weak, and he can't hold back the Haoqi League.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.He was really afraid that Haoqimeng's fire would burn away all of Mao Mao's nostalgia for him.

It's ridiculous.Thought he, Mo Yu, was so dedicated, but he fell in love with such an amorous person like Mu Xuanying, who could feel pity for strangers who had nothing to do with him. Not consciously.

This relationship was clearly doomed to tragedy from the very beginning, but he was so paranoid that he didn't want to give up.

How can you let go of what you have already grasped?

Never let go.

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The author has something to say: Tell everyone a story, that is:

Hey, the ×× exam is coming soon, uh, I seem to have signed up, it looks like I haven't bought any textbooks==

So... apply for leave for a week, ahem, after a week, open the chapter of Haoqi League>3

PS: For small offense and defense, refer to the Anshi Rebellion version, the one where Keren and Mo Yu went to Kunlun and Nanping respectively.But in reality, it is impossible to do it twice a week, maybe a small dozen every three months, and a big dozen every six months _(:з」∠)_.