Every day with the protagonist, I lose my morals

Shen Mojue scalded two small green vegetables and put them in Lang Yanshu's bowl: "Brother Lang, eat more too."

Lang Yanshu's face softened a lot, and he smiled slightly at him.

An Susu glanced at him, then looked away, with an inexplicable gleam in his eyes.After a while, I saw a sword flashing across the clouds from a distance, and a man with black hair and Tsing Yi standing on the tip of the sword with his hands behind his back was Lang Yuncheng.

To show his sincerity, Lang Yanqi personally ran over to pick him up, and after Lang Yuncheng jumped off the sword, he followed behind: "Fourth Uncle has worked hard, hurry up and sit down."

He personally opened the bench for Lang Yuncheng.

Seeing this, Shen Mojue took out a new small bench from the storage bag and gave it to Lang Yanqi.Lang Yanqi happily said: "Xiao Jue is still caring." After being stared at by Lang Yuncheng, he shrank his head, "Fourth Uncle, why are you staring at me? I'm telling the truth. Let me tell you, Xiao Jue and I have already After sworn in, he will be my younger brother from now on, you can't bully him."

Lang Yuncheng glanced at Shen Mojue, Shen Mojue's body was chilly, and he really wanted to hide behind Lang Yanshu, after all, he was the culprit who killed this fourth uncle's Qing Luoguo!

Lang Yanshu naturally knew what he was thinking, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Jue, fourth uncle is not a bad person, you are his junior, he will not bully you."

Shen Mojue nodded.

Lang Yuncheng was noncommittal to Lang Yanshu's words, but in fact, as long as Shen Mojue didn't provoke Lang Yanqi, he wouldn't make trouble with a junior either.Sweeping his eyes, he saw the steaming hot pot, and couldn't help being stunned: "Huh?"

Lang Yanqi hurriedly picked food for him: "This is hot pot, it's delicious, you should try it, Uncle Fourth."

Lang Yuncheng is not awkward at all, it is true that he has been fasting for many years, but bigu is not that he does not eat five grains, but that he does not eat common things, and as for spiritual vegetables that can increase cultivation, they are hard-won things.

One is that there are very few high-quality medicine fields in the world of cultivating immortals, and the other is that even if there are high-quality medicine fields, most immortal cultivators still prefer to plant various spiritual herbs, and few people will carefully cultivate some spiritual vegetables.

However, some restaurants that provide spirit vegetables charge very high prices. Even if the Lang family has strong financial resources, spending spirit stones on satisfying appetites will probably be criticized by other disciples. Extravagance has never been advocated, so bigu is the best s Choice.

Desire for food and drink is human nature, and it is natural to eat into the Dao, but since ancient times, only the Fu family has practiced this Dao. I did not expect this boy of unknown origin to be able to cultivate so many spiritual vegetables, and these spiritual vegetables were originally They are all ordinary vegetables in the mortal world. They should have been nourished by the medicine field and absorbed countless spiritual energy, so they have such spirituality.

But this brat cooks these spiritual vegetables in this way, which is simply rude and reckless, although the way of eating is quite strange.Thinking of this, Lang Yuncheng couldn't help but glance at the enigmatic Shen Mojue.

With such unique cultivation conditions, why is it so difficult to establish a sect? Why come to Lang's family to learn from teachers, and be treated with contempt for nothing, unless there is another purpose...

Lang Yuncheng's gaze sank unknowingly. Now this kid is involved with a pair of brothers from the Lang family. If he really came here with a purpose, I'm afraid things will be a bit troublesome.

Looking at Shen Mojue's eyes in Langyanshu again, he was startled. How could he not see the meaning in Shen Mojue's eyes when Langyanshu looked at Shen Mojue? If you don't know it, it means you hide it too well.

A bit of hostility gradually appeared in Lang Yuncheng's eyes, which caught Lang Yanshu's attention, and Lang Yanshu glanced at him calmly, without saying a word.But Shen Mojue, who was sitting beside him, suddenly remembered something, raised his eyes and asked, "By the way, that..."

He hesitated, not knowing what to call it.

"It's good to be called Fourth Uncle." Lang Yan said.

Lang Yuncheng was startled, but he didn't object.

Shen Mojue was pleased, and continued: "That...fourth uncle, did you bring my little girl?"

Just when he said "little darling", he suddenly heard a soft "meow", and a furry head poked out from the lapel of Lang Yuncheng's clothes, and gave Shen Mojue two friendly meows.

Sitting next to Shen Mojue, who was eating wildly, Mao Mao stood up straight, all the hair on his body stood up, and glanced around vigilantly.

"Little boy!" Shen Mojue waved happily at Xiaoguai, "Come here, here, here!"

The little girl meowed, got out from Lang Yuncheng's lapel, and walked to Shen Mojue very obediently.Shen Mojue picked up Xiaoguai, put it on his lap, and stroked its little head.

"Can it eat these?" Shen Mojue asked Lang Yuncheng.

Lang Yuncheng shook his head.

Shen Mojue felt distressed: "It's so pitiful."

Mao Mao jumped to Shen Mojue's side, put her paws on Shen Mojue's legs, looked at the little boy curiously, then suddenly stretched out her paws, imitating Shen Mojue's way, and touched the little boy's head.

Xiaoguai suddenly gave a fierce "meow" at it, and Maomao was taken aback, and fell to the ground with a dazed mess, making Shen Mojue laugh straight away.

In order to appease the frightened little guy, Shen Mojue picked up some meat with chopsticks and put it into Maomao's small bowl. Maomao regained his spirits, jumped to the side of the small bowl, and ate the meat very seriously.

"Is there any wine?" Lang Yuncheng asked suddenly.

Shen Mojue was startled, how could he forget this?You should prepare wine. Drinking and eating meat will make you feel good.

An Susu glanced at him, then untied the wine bag from his waist: "I have it here."

Shen Mojue looked happy, and quickly took out a few empty bowls.An Susu poured a glass for everyone, Lang Yuncheng picked up the wine bowl and put it on his nose to smell it, and asked in surprise, "Wine made from Xueyu Qionghua?"

An Susu smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Senior, you are very knowledgeable. This wine was brewed by Grandpa during his lifetime. It has been 300 years now."

"Do you have a name?" Lang Yuncheng asked again.

"Zui Youxian." An Susu replied.

"Zui Youxian..." Lang Yuncheng repeated it in a murmur, drank it in one gulp, and sighed: "Good wine."

An Susu said with a smile: "If grandpa is still alive, he will definitely become a bosom friend with senior."

Lang Yuncheng has always respected his colleagues, especially the seniors who can brew such fine wine. He raised his eyes and glanced at An Susu. Seeing that the girl's eyes were smiling but quickly drowned in nostalgia, he couldn't help comforting him: "Girl's condolences."

An Susu smiled: "Thank you for the comfort, senior. After all, grandpa has been lost for so many years, and he is no longer sad."

Shen Mojue had been listening to the two of them talking. Seeing that An Susu missed her grandfather, she couldn't help but think of her own life experience. Although An Susu's grandfather is gone, there are still people she can miss, but she has never seen her biological parents. However, there is no one to miss.

Subconsciously, he picked up the wine bowl in front of him and took a sip, which was slightly bitter.

"The wine made from Xueyu Qionghua can change the taste according to the mood of the person. Brother Shen is bitter in his heart, so what he drinks is naturally bitter." An Susu's voice sounded from the opposite side, Shen Mojue was taken aback, and raised his eyes Saw her staring at him.

"There is still such a reason." Shen Mojue didn't believe it, "Then what should I do if I want to taste the sweetness?"

"Then think of something that will make you happy." An Susu said.

happy thing?Shen Mojue was stunned, and took another sip of the wine.

Lang Yanshu reminded him: "This wine is strong, please drink less."

"It's okay." Shen Mojue shook his head, "I can drink quite well, I just want to taste the sweetness."

Lang Yanshu took a deep look at him: "Then think about what you have obtained and what you expect for the future..."

Shen Mojue nodded, and began to think hard about the treasures obtained through traveling through these days. He picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, which actually had a hint of sweetness.

Having tasted the sweetness, Shen Mojue continued to work hard, thinking about the pleasant experiences that had happened these days, but in the end, he couldn't even persuade him to read aloud, and became a little delirious after drinking.

The full moon was just shining, and the spirit vegetables and spirit beast meat on the table were almost eaten, and it was time to leave.Shen Mojue drank drunk, leaned against Lang Yanshu's arms, and stretched out his hands to count the moons in the sky.

Lang Yanqi also drank a lot, but he was much more sober than Shen Mojue, at least he knew how to use the flying sword.Lang Yuncheng confiscated his flying sword, dragged him into his arms, sacrificed the flying sword and took him away.

An Susu bent over to pack the things at the scene, and Lang Yanshu hugged Shen Mojue, who was stumbling around, and said to An Susu: "Don't bother Ms. An with these things, let's put them away. It's getting late now, Ms. An Friends of Xiao Jue, why not just stay in Fenglai Mountain for one night and make plans tomorrow." Handed her a jade token, "Girl take this jade token to find any disciple of the Lang family, and someone will arrange for you Room."

These words hit An Susu's heart, she was not uncomfortable, took the jade plaque, nodded and said: "Thank you for your hospitality today, Eldest Young Master."

"Miss An was joking. It was Xiao Jue who entertained her. You should tell Xiao Jue about this."

An Susu smiled, and said in a gentle voice: "Eldest Young Master and Brother Shen are a family, so it's the same as what Eldest Young Master said."

Lang Yanshu was slightly surprised, unexpectedly, An Susu could see his thoughts on Xiao Jue, but after thinking about it, probably only Xiao Jue, a stupid boy in this world, could not see his thoughts.

Lang Yanshu didn't speak any more, but bent over to hug the restless Shen Mojue in his arms.

Shen Mojue immediately yelled, opened his misty eyes and said, "Wait! Wait! I haven't finished counting the moons yet!"

"Go back and count." Lang Yan said.

"But the moon will change even more when we go back!" Shen Mojue shouted.

"It's okay, I'll count for you." Lang Yanshu held out the flying sword.

Shen Mojue nodded: "You promised, it's not worth it if you don't speak."

The flying sword turned into a rainbow light in the sky and disappeared into the clouds in an instant.As soon as the two of them returned to the yard, Shen Mojue broke free from Lang Yanshu's arms, yelling to climb to the roof to count the moons.

Lang Yanshu grabbed him by the back of the collar, pulled him into his arms, half dragged and half coaxed him into the room, and shut the door behind him.

Shen Mojue took advantage of his turning around and ran to the window quickly, about to climb out of the window, Lang Yanshu was startled, and quickly waved a white light around his waist, pulling him back.

"Let go of me! Let me go!" Shen Mojue yelled discontentedly, "You promised me to count the moons for me."

Lang Yanshu held his hands, locked him in his arms, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Hey, Xiao Jue, stop making trouble, go to bed early."

Shen Mojue shook his head like a rattle, insisting: "I want to count the moons."

Lang Yanshu couldn't help laughing, and flicked his head with his fingers: "Do you still know who you are?"

"Of course I know, I was originally a cat, and this time I will go through a catastrophe of love!"

Lang Yanshu was stunned: "Cat? Love robbery?"

Shen Mojue covered his mouth suddenly, his face changed drastically, then he turned his head to look around vigilantly, and said to Lang Yanshu with a serious expression: "Shh, this is a secret, don't tell others."

"Oh?" Lang Yanshu became interested, and asked mysteriously, "Little Jue has many secrets?"

"Of course." Shen Mojue frowned proudly, "Let go of me first."

Lang Yanshu withdrew the spell and let go of the restraint on him. Shen Mojue immediately ran to the bed and lay motionless.

Lang Yan read the book inexplicably, walked to him, sat down on the edge of the bed, and asked softly: "Is Xiaojue going to sleep?"

Shen Mojue raised his dark eyes to stare at his face, and suddenly called obediently: "Master."

Lang Yanshu: "..."

"I'm your cat, master, don't you remember?" Shen Mojue shrank himself into a ball, rubbed into his arms, put his head on Lang Yanshu's lap, and looked up at him, "I used to be like this Sleeping in your arms, master, have you forgotten?"

This kid was drunk and stupefied, Lang Yanshu laughed, followed his words and said: "Well, I don't remember."

Shen Mojue took his hand and put it on top of his head: "Master, touch my head."

Lang Yanshu gently touched the top of his head.

Shen Mojue looked at him expectantly: "Master, do you remember?"

"Yeah." Lang Yanshu nodded slightly, picked up the quilt and covered him, "Go to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow."

Shen Mojue closed his eyes obediently, and Lang Yanshu knew that he had had enough trouble, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly Shen Mojue opened his eyes again, staring wide and round, staring straight at Langyanshu.

"Xiao Jue?" Lang Yanshu was surprised.

Shen Mojue kicked off the quilt on her body, got up from the bed again, and muttered, "I haven't finished counting the moons yet, I'm going to count them."

"Come back to me." Lang Yanshu got angry and reached out to grab him.

Shen Mojue fell down suddenly and rolled twice on the ground.

Lang Yanshu: "..."

Taking advantage of the moment when Lang Yanshu was in a daze, Shen Mojue quickly got up from the ground, pushed open the window, jumped up, and jumped out.

Lang Yanshu rushed to the window, reached out and grabbed him, and pulled him into his arms. He wanted to blame him, but he didn't know where to blame him: "You..."

"Let me go!" Shen Mojue writhed in his hands like a slippery little loach.

"Stop making trouble, Xiao Jue." Lang Yanshu was a little annoyed, he was very close to the plot of Tianji Sword, if the brat kept messing around, he would miss this plot.

He carried the man back and pushed him onto the bed. As soon as he walked over, Shen Mojue jumped up again and just bumped into his arms. When he raised his head, his lips brushed against his chin.

Lang Yanshu was stunned for a while, Shen Mojue seemed to realize that he was in trouble, and quickly turned around and ran away, but Lang Yanshu grabbed the belt, turned him around and hugged him in his arms, pinching his chin Forced him to look up, leaned over and kissed his lips.

The moment his lips were blocked, Shen Mojue's eyes widened suddenly, and a whining sound came out of his mouth.

Lang Yanshu pinched his chin domineeringly and rudely, stopped all his struggles, pulled his waist with one hand, and pulled him into his arms, bringing him closer to him.

His tongue is like a nimble little snake, prying open the clenched teeth of the other party, and catching the panicked little rabbit in his mouth, very close to lingering.

Shen Mojue was breathless from being kissed, and electronic voice prompts kept ringing in his mind: "Congratulations to the host for getting +1 love value, congratulations for the host to get +2 love value, congratulations for the host to get +3 love value, congratulations to the host for getting love value..."

Get love value +4, +5, +6...

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Shen Mojue was almost dizzy from the overwhelming love value.

I don't know how long it took before Lang Yanshu finally let go of his confinement. After regaining his freedom, Shen Mojue fell down on the bed, opened his hands, his eyes seemed to be filled with pink bubbles, and murmured Said: "A lot of love is worth..."

Lang Yanshu leaned over, stretched out his hand to lift his chin, and wiped off the silver strands from his deep kiss with his fingertips, seeing his absent-minded expression, he couldn't help asking curiously: "What's the value of love? "

Shen Mojue raised his head to meet his gaze, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said: "More."

Lang Yanshu was startled, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

"I still have to kiss." Shen Mojue pointed to his mouth, cheeks, and even pointed to his nose without any integrity.

Lang Yanshu was surprised at first, and then with a frenzy in his eyes, he rushed over, pushed him down on the bed, propped him on the bed with one hand, fixed his head with the other hand, and pressed his lips against his.

The electronic notification sound was reminded again and again. Seeing the green bars of the love value in the system panel increasing rapidly, Shen Mojue felt very refreshed.

At this moment, Lang Yanshu is also full of excitement, wishing to eat the person in his arms, only in this way can he express his enthusiasm at the moment.

From his forehead to his eyes, from his nose to his mouth, from his cheeks to his neck, he was like a lunatic, crazily worshiping the god in front of him.

Yes, at this moment, Xiao Jue is his god, and he is just Xiao Jue's believer, and Xiao Jue's love is his only belief.

He wants to kiss the person in front of him unconscious, make him excited by his kiss, like a wild beast, leave his own breath on his body, and declare his ownership of Xiaojue.

Shen Mojue really fainted, he was like a piece of meat on the chopping board, and Lang Yanshu was a knife, whether he died sweetly or was swallowed rudely, he could only let the person in front of him dispose of him.But soon, he regretted it.

He was sobered up by the kiss from Lang Yanshu. After he woke up, Shen Mojue realized what a stupid thing he had done.He stretched out his hands and pushed Lang Yanshu's chest, trying to push the person out of his body, but soon he found that the strength of the two was completely different.

He whimpered and struggled, trying to break out of Lang Yanshu's confinement, but there was nothing he could do. Lang Yanshu was still kissing him, from forehead to eyes, from nose to lips, from cheeks to neck, repeating over and over again, The warm breath sprayed on his face, like a ball of fire, almost burning him to pieces.

Shen Mojue gasped loudly and begged helplessly, "Brother Lang, stop, stop..."

But Lang Yanshu couldn't listen to anything, he just kissed the person in his arms frantically, one hand gradually slid down, grabbed his skirt, and pulled it lightly.

Shen Mojue suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and was shocked in his heart, and shouted: "No! Brother Lang! Wake up! I am Shen Mojue! I am Shen Mojue!"

Lang Yanshu kissed his chattering mouth and blocked all his shouts. Shen Mojue only felt that his breath had been taken away by him. In addition to the panic in his heart, his eyes went dark for a moment, and he passed out.

"Xiao Jue?" After an unknown amount of time, Lang Yanshu finally sensed that something was wrong with the person in his arms, let go of him, raised his head, and looked down at Shen Mojue.

Shen Mojue's eyes were tightly closed, even if he fainted, his face was full of guard.

"Xiao Jue." Lang Yanshu patted him on the cheek twice, but Shen Mojue didn't respond, and only then did he realize that Shen Mojue had passed out.

He stood up with a wry smile, rubbed his head, and muttered to himself: "Obviously Xiao Jue was the one who drank too much, but in the end it was me who went crazy with alcohol..."

Turning her head to look at Shen Mojue, she saw that there was a mottled patch on the side of his neck, which was bitten out by herself.

How could he treat Xiao Jue so rudely?A look of guilt flashed across Lang Yanshu's eyes, and he reached out to straighten Shen Mojue's messy hair, and wiped away the marks on his face, picked up the quilt to cover him, and whispered in his ear: "I'm sorry, Xiaojue, I couldn't hold back for a while, don't be afraid, I have never been malicious to you..."

Naturally, Shen Mojue couldn't hear him. He kissed the corner of his lips, hugged him, lay down beside him, turned to look at Shen Mojue in his sleep, and whispered, "Good night, Xiaojue."

The author has something to say: almost 6000 words, two days of work, no update tomorrow, I have to hurry up and save the manuscript~~