To Mo Yihuan's ears, this voice was like a magic voice piercing through his ears. He turned around stiffly: "...Welcome Your Majesty!"

At the same time, I secretly wondered in horror, what kind of devil's name is "Huan'er"? !

Ji Yue sat down in front of the Eight Immortals' Table unhurriedly, and said leisurely: "Why, I came here specially to have dinner with you, are you unhappy?"

Mo Yihuan forced a smile: "Happy."

...What a ghost.

This man really kept his promise. If he said he would come every day, would he really come every day?

Ji Yue clapped his hands, and the door opened in response to the sound, and a few court ladies came in, and filled the table with colorful dishes, all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas.Mo Yihuan's attention was immediately attracted, drooling as he looked at the table full of dishes.

Ji Yue looked at the boy's bright eyes, raised his lips slightly, and hooked his hand: "Come here."

Mo Yihuan immediately walked over.Ji Yue took out the small box from his arms, and twisted the vermilion pills in it: "Come on, eat this first."

The whole body of the pill is shiny and moist, and it is so red that it is scary under the light.The more Mo Yihuan looked at it, the more weird he felt. He didn't want to eat it very much, so he shied away and said, "Your Majesty, my concubine's injury is actually much better, so there's no need to waste it?"

Ji Yue raised his eyebrows: "Do you want me to feed you?"

Mo Yihuan couldn't help but blush when he thought of the way he "feed the medicine" last time.Twitching, he said, "That's not necessary..."

Before he finished speaking, he was dragged into his arms by Ji Yue, and fell onto his lap.Ji Yue held the pill between his teeth, pulled Mo Yihuan's face with one hand, bowed his head and kissed it.

Mo Yihuan's mind went blank for an instant.

The man's lips were burning hot, eagerly and domineeringly attacking the city.Mo Yihuan was so dizzy from the kiss, he put his hands around Ji Yue's neck unconsciously, and passively endured the kiss.

While moving his lips, Ji Yue hugged the back of Mo Yihuan's head, trying to deepen the kiss.Mo Yihuan was so breathless from being kissed, he instinctively shrank back, softly pushing Ji Yue's chest: "No, no more..."

The boy's soft begging sound fell in his ears.Ji Yue's body froze, and he pecked his lips again, finally letting him go.

With her lips parted, Mo Yihuan blinked in bewilderment, and immediately lowered her head in panic when she met Ji Yue's dark eyes.He only felt his face was burning hot, his heart almost jumped out of his throat, and he really wanted to curl up into a ball and crawl into the ground.

……asshole!This is his first kiss!

Seeing the boy bury his head in his arms like an ostrich, Ji Yue's lips curled up in a happy arc.He stroked the boy's soft black hair with his fingers: "Huan'er, why are you so shy?"

Mo Yihuan couldn't help cursing in his heart, this stinky hooligan...why is he embarrassed to play hooliganism on others?He is shameless, others want shame!

Stinking rogue!

shameless!

Mo Yihuan was cursing when she suddenly felt that sitting down didn't feel right.He moved tentatively, only then realized... he seemed to be sitting on something extraordinary.

……Depend on!Come on!

A series of foul words rolled through Mo Yihuan's heart, and he bounced up like an electric shock, but was firmly pressed back by Ji Yue's waist.

"Where does Huan'er want to go?" The man's low voice rang in his ears.

Mo Yi was overwhelmed with joy, tremblingly said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, my concubine sits in the chair next to me..."

Ji Yue said in a deep voice: "Why, is it uncomfortable for me to sit here?"

Nonsense!That must be uncomfortable, he was in a panic!

But he didn't dare to say these words to death, he could only wrinkle his face: "...comfortable."

Ji Yue hooked his lips: "Then just sit down."

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