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

Ji Yue frowned slightly, with a puzzled expression on his face: "... Huan'er?"

Mo Yihuan stared at the man's thin, bloodless lips, thinking that he might have kissed that Lianhuan, he couldn't help but feel an evil fire in his heart.

Mo Yihuan reached out to take the brocade that was placed on the table, and wiped it vigorously on Ji Yue's lips indiscriminately.

"Uuuuuuu..."

The man struggled lightly, but he didn't even resist, and just let him move obediently.

To be honest, Mo Yihuan had never seen Ji Yue so cute.

The man still had two slap marks on his handsome face, and his pair of phoenix eyes were as black as an abyss. Under the light, all of them reflected his own figure.

"Huan'er," Ji Yue murmured his name.

He had obviously heard it many times, but for some reason, this time, the man's deep and slightly hoarse voice fell on his ears, and Mo Yihuan couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

Taking advantage of this moment of stupefaction, Ji Yue retracted his arms, hugged Mo Yihuan tightly into his arms, bowed his head, and buried him in the crescent of his neck.

Mo Yihuan dodged a little ticklishly, the man showed dissatisfaction on his face, and tightened his arms childishly: "Huan'er!"

The man in front of him was clearly unconscious, but he could only murmur his name.Mo Yihuan didn't know what it was like, he stretched out his hand and tapped the tip of Ji Yue's nose lightly, and said with a smile, "Hey, do you know how to say these two words?"

Ji Yue stared at him in a daze, acting foolishly for a while.

Mo Yihuan raised her eyebrows: "Huan'er, what then?"

Ji Yue's eyes were dark, his arms tightened suddenly, and he tightly wrapped the young man into his arms: "Huan'er... belongs to me."

Mo Yihuan was stunned for a moment.

The man leaned over, and slowly approached, a kiss that was extremely tender and tender.

Mo Yihuan's head was a little dizzy, and he only belatedly realized that he was strange just now...

Why did he almost lose control when he saw the scene where Ji Yue and Lianhuan were together.

Could it be that I am really...

No, no, how could he be jealous!He is not...

Just when Mo Yihuan was a little panicked, the kiss deepened, and Mo Yihuan was a little suffocated, and reached out to push Ji Yue's chest.

Ji Yue frowned: "Don't..." and reached out to grab Mo Yihuan's hand.

Mo Yihuan's gaze moved down and landed on the gauze wrapped around Ji Yue's chest.I saw fresh blood oozing faintly from the snow-white gauze, which was shocking.

Mo Yihuan's heart was shocked, why did Ji Yue suffer such serious injuries?

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with this injury?"

The man didn't answer, but just hugged him tightly. Through the thin clothes, Mo Yihuan could feel his thumping heartbeat.

"Huan'er..."

"Don't make trouble!" Mo Yihuan became a little anxious, and stretched out his hand to press the gauze: "I'm asking you, why did you get hurt here!"

"Hey... it hurts!"

The man's body trembled, and his dark eyes looked at him with watery eyes, as if he was aggrieved.

Mo Yihuan hurriedly withdrew his hand, but still couldn't let go of his eyes staring at the bleeding place.Seeing that the boy didn't move for a while, the man was like a little boy begging for candy, smacking his lips in dissatisfaction, and leaned over to beg for a kiss again.

Mo Yihuan sighed, it seemed that in this situation, he didn't expect to be able to ask him anything.

He gritted his teeth, leaned against the man's shoulder and pushed him away forcefully, deliberately lowered his face and said in a cold voice: "No, you are so injured, you can't do strenuous exercise!"

Ji Yue: "... Huan'er?"

Mo Yihuan ruthlessly pushed Ji Yue aside: "Your Majesty, lie down here obediently, and I will go to the imperial doctor to help you solve the problem!"

After he finished speaking, regardless of the reaction of the man behind him, he straightened his clothes and rushed out the door quickly.

When the guards at the door saw him, all of them had strange expressions on their faces.

Mo Yihuan pretended to cough lightly: "You guys, take care of Your Majesty, I'll go to the imperial doctor. If you dare to let a wild man in again, you will know the consequences?"

Facing the man who had just slapped the current Holy Majesty twice, and the Holy Majesty was still hugging him like a koala and shouting "Huan'er", several guards stood up straight, looking at their noses, noses, noses, and hearts: "Yes!"

Mo Yihuan strode out of the door of the bedroom, the sun was shining outside the door, and the warm wind was blowing on his face, Mo Yihuan felt inexplicably refreshed when he thought of the appearance of the man just now.

Hmph, this dog man, let him eat that stuff for himself, now it's finally his turn.

What is feng shui rotation, what is not not reporting that the time has not arrived!

Just two words: refreshing!

If he let himself suffer that kind of punishment, then he certainly can't let him be so happy!

Anyway, Ji Yue's bedroom was still some distance away from the Imperial Hospital, so he planned to stroll slowly there while admiring the scenery of the imperial garden.

Ji Yue fell into a deep sleep.

He knew that he was dreaming, and the dream was that he was still in Mo country as a hostage.I don't know why that day, King Mo ended the court meeting ahead of time, and when he went back to the other courtyard, there was a light rain on Tianshan Mountain.

He walked to the door of his room and was about to open the door to enter when he suddenly heard strange movements from inside.

...Is there someone in my room?

He frowned, the hand that pushed the door stopped in mid-air, and he hesitated to take it back.Turning his head inadvertently, he noticed that the window of the room was half closed.

Under the tendency of a weird state of mind, Ji Yue stepped forward and moved closer to the window slit.He tried to look into the room, and fell into the scene in front of him, which made him hold his breath.

The dim light in the room fell on the skin of the young man on the couch, turning into an ambiguous honey color.The young man was half leaning against the head of the bed, holding his robe in his hands, his forehead was disheveled, his eyes were blurred, and broken voices fell in Ji Yue's ears one after another.

"Ji Yue, Ji Yue..."

He is actually...

Mo Yihuan called out her own name aloud, like a thunderbolt, it fell straight on Ji Yue's body.The umbrella fell to the ground, the rain fell on the eyelashes, and the vision in front of him was blurred by the rain.

Ji Yue blinked vigorously, the soft honey color in front of his eyes was like ink dripping on the paper, smudged layer by layer, and became a halo in front of his eyes, overlapping with the beautiful scene in front of him.Then it got deeper and deeper and deeper.

A golden light streaked across the sky, followed by rumbling thunder, knocking the dark sky into pieces and incomplete.

Ji Yue woke up suddenly.

He didn't know what kind of mood he was in, anger or shame, he kicked the door open.

When the boy on the couch saw him, his eyes widened suddenly, and his clothes fell to the ground.A look of panic appeared on the boy's face: "Ji Yue? You, why are you back..."

"Go away." Ji Yue said in a cold voice with a sullen face, "Don't dirty my bed."

"No," the young man blushed almost to the point of bleeding, with an expression on the verge of tears, and explained incoherently, "I didn't, I wasn't..."

Ji Yue's lips curled into a sneer.

"Mo Yihuan, do you know what you are doing?"

The boy shrank into a ball, wanting to cry.

"You want me that much..." Ji Yue paused, and gently lifted the boy's chin with his fingers, forgetting his tearful and shame-filled peach eyes.

Ji Yue bent down, as if making a gesture to kiss her.

The young man raised his eyes in astonishment, Ji Yue tightened his fingers pinching his chin, and slowly approached with a handsome face: "Then I will be disrespectful."

The boy's body trembled, he closed his eyes tightly, and held his breath.

However, it was quiet for a while, and nothing happened.

Mo Yihuan opened his eyes and met the man's gaze, his black pupils were full of jokes.

Mo Yihuan's eyes widened suddenly: "...you!"

The corners of his lips curled slightly, his face full of contempt and mockery.

"Mo Yihuan, you really make me sick."

The dream came to an abrupt end.

"My lord, it's Lian Huan's inefficiency."

In the room, a man in red knelt on the ground.

"It's not your problem, don't blame yourself too much."

The man in the moon white robe turned around. There was no expression on his handsome face, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see clearly the thoughts hidden in them.

Lianhuan lowered her head.

Song Zheji walked slowly to the window, looking out the window quietly.

With courage, Lian Huan asked softly, "My lord, has the secret guard who escorted you back to Song Kingdom arrived?"

Song Zheji said: "It's here, I have received the secret letter."

Lian Huan paused, hesitated and said: "Then Mr. Mo..."

"Mr. Mo?" Song Zheji's eyelashes drooped, and there was an inexplicable smile on his lips: "Of course I want to take him with me."

Lian Huan was shocked: "What?"

Song Zheji turned his back, looked at Lianhuan condescendingly, and said indifferently: "Give me some of your medicine."

Lianhuan instantly understood what Song Zheji wanted to do. He widened his eyes in disbelief, and said urgently: "Young master, this is too risky! Then Ji Yue loves Mo Yihuan like his heart's desire, so rashly Taking him away will definitely anger Ji Yue! Right now, the State of Song doesn't have enough strength to compete with the State of Ji..."

Song Zheji smiled, and interrupted him softly: "Lianhuan, Ah Lianhuan, why are you getting more and more stupid?"

A puzzled look flashed across Lian Huan's face: "...Your subordinate is dull, please tell me clearly?"

"Since Ji Yue won't remember what happened when he was awake..." Song Zheji said slowly: "Then you tell him that it was Mr. Mo who saw the bed curtain between you and Ji Yue, and got angry. Your Majesty, willingly leave with me."

Lianhuan was stunned, his face turned pale, his eyelashes moved, and his slender body trembled slightly.He opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Song Zheji turned his head to look at him: "Why, what else do you want to say?"

Lian Huan lowered her head: "... If my subordinate talks to Ji Yue like this, Ji Yue will definitely not let this subordinate go."

"That's easy." Song Zheji said calmly, still expressionless: "Then you should kill him before he kills you."

The hero of the third volume has been blackened?