[Wearing the Book] The villain tyrant wants to spoil me

Mo Yihuan: "!"

... What is he going to do?

Ji Yue grabbed the young man in his arms.Mo Yihuan staggered and fell into his arms, only to feel that his eyes were darkened, his nose hurt from being bumped, and the aroma of red sandalwood rushed to his face in an instant.

"Well!"

He subconsciously wanted to run, but Ji Yue hugged him horizontally and walked up the jade steps step by step.His back fell heavily on the wide backrest of the dragon chair, and the wound on his chest was painful. He couldn't help but let out a scream, and a layer of mist quickly appeared in his eyes.

The man stared straight at the young man's pitiful appearance, his black eyes were bottomless, and he curled his lips mockingly: "...Mo Yihuan, you don't have to pretend to be pitiful anymore, you look like me Tired of watching."

He grabbed Mo Yihuan's collar with his hand, and pulled it tight again.Narrowing his eyes dangerously, he leaned into his ear and whispered: "Then Song Zheji... has he ever touched you like this?"

Mo Yihuan shook his head vigorously.

Ji Yue's eyes darkened: "...Did you let him kiss you?"

Mo Yihuan could only shake his head desperately.

The eyes of the man in front of him were frighteningly red, and he looked at him as if he could only be his property, as if he wanted to tear him apart.That look made him shudder.

Ji Yue said in a low voice: "Mo Yihuan, is that why you want to escape from my side?"

The boy's eyes were red with tears in his eyes.

He's going to run early!At this moment, Mo Yihuan regretted it too much, if she knew about him, she would have promised Song Zheji to go with him!At worst, he won't do this task. Wouldn't it be nice for him to cling to the hero's thigh and eat and drink here for a lifetime?

Ji Yue's voice was slightly hoarse, and each word fell into his ears: "I tell you, don't be wishful thinking! I will never let you go, even if you die, you will die in my hands!"

……

"Huan'er, Huan'er..." The man held him tightly in his arms and called his name in his ear.

Mo Yihuan opened his eyes drowsily, he didn't expect that he would pass out.

In retrospect...

... He only has one thing to say now, this Ji Yue is not human, really not human!

520's voice sounded: "Congratulations, baby, congratulations!"

Mo Yihuan: "?" He gritted his teeth and smiled: "Congratulations, you bastard? Give me a hard time crawling!"

520 said: "Congratulations, Ji Yue's true love value is +10, and the current true love value for you is 20, which is one step closer to completing the task, please continue to work hard!"

Mo Yihuan: "..." What the hell, why did it go up again?

He panicked, he can still go up even if he does this to death, so wouldn't he have to work harder...to lower this true love value? !

Chunhua rushed through the door like a whirlwind: "Brother Mo, Brother Mo! You are awake!"

Mo Yihuan turned over and felt another sharp pain.His eyes were red and teary from the pain.

Chunhua was stunned when he saw his appearance.She lowered her head with complicated emotions on her face: "Brother Mo, this servant knows that you feel uncomfortable, so if you want to cry, just cry."

Mo Yihuan's lips trembled: "It's gone, brother's pure and flawless integrity just went with the wind..."

Chunhua was stunned: "What? Brother Mo, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't scare the slave..." She reached out to touch Mo Yihuan's forehead, and said in surprise: "Brother Mo, you have a fever!"

Mo Yihuan opened her hand: "Don't make trouble, I'm not talking nonsense, I'm feeling from the bottom of my heart...cough cough..."

The wound on his chest was throbbing again, and he coughed twice, coughing up a few splotches of blood.

Chunhua screamed: "Yeah, brother Mo, you're coughing up blood!"

Mo Yihuan panicked when he saw it, and hurriedly said: "Stop yelling! Cough cough cough, hurry up and call the imperial doctor!"

"Okay, okay. Brother Mo, hold on, this servant will be back soon!" Chunhua rushed out like a whirlwind, Mo Yihuan watched her solid and tall back disappear at the door, blinked, and then saw that there was someone standing at the door film.

Mo Yihuan felt that this figure looked familiar, so he took a closer look and said pleasantly, "Brother Han, why are you here?"

Fu Xihan stood at the door against the light, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Mo, this subordinate is following His Majesty's order to guard... to protect you."

... Hehe, it sounds nice!Mo Yihuan thought to himself, this Ji Yue really worked hard, afraid that he would run away again, and sent all his bodyguards here?

Seeing that Mo Yihuan was about to sit up, Fu Xihan hurriedly took two steps forward to stop him: "Mr. Mo doesn't have to get up..."

Mo Yihuan: "...Don't worry, it's not because of you that I got up. I'm thirsty and want to drink water."

Fu Xihan: "...My lord, just lie down and don't move, just get down."

Fu Xihan poured a cup of tea for Mo Yihuan, walked to his bedside, carefully supported his back to help him sit up, and brought the rim of the cup to his mouth.

Mo Yihuan took it over: "You don't need to feed this one, I have my own hands."

He gulped and drank the water, then turned his head, only to see Fu Xihan standing quietly behind him, his gaze resting on his neck, with a strange expression on his face.