After wearing the book, I rely on sucking the big brother to continue my life

Mo Linyuan's eyes fell on the fair hand of the young man pulling his sleeve, and he just glanced at the black figure standing outside the window.

"It's nothing more than someone sent by my good father."

From his tone, Chu Xiuran seemed to hear a little sarcasm.

"Emperor?" Chu Xiuran didn't quite understand, "What did he send someone for?"

Thinking of the hypocritical emperor who wanted to die but pretended to be doing it for his own good, and kept monitoring for his own sake, Mo Linyuan snorted lightly: "I probably want to see if the king has really returned to normal."

"What?" Chu Xiuran didn't quite understand.

"Don't pay attention to him..." Mo Linyuan pinched the young man's chin with his big hands, forcing him to look up at himself. In those clear eyes, he saw his own reflection, "Next, it's time for our bridal chamber gone."

Chu Xiuran's pupils trembled instantly.

Before he could react, after a moment of dizziness, he found himself lying on the bed, with Mo Linyuan pressing on top of him, his eyes were astonishingly bright.

It wasn't until Mo Linyuan's big hand untied his belt, and tried to move up to his chest, that Chu Xiuran realized something was wrong, and grabbed his troublesome hand suddenly.

No, not right!

Isn't it acting? !

Why did Mo Linyuan touch his place?

Mo Linyuan's throat rolled, his voice was hoarse, "You don't want to?"

In his eyes, Chu Xiuran saw a trace of burning lust.

"Brother, aren't we acting, don't we need to do this step?"

Mo Linyuan narrowed his eyes: "Do you think we are acting?"

Chu Xiuran blinked: "Isn't it?"

There was a sudden silence in the air, as if some danger was quietly brewing.

Chu Xiuran was pressed down, his heart was beating wildly, and then he saw Mo Linyuan suddenly smiled.

? ?

Moreover, Mo Linyuan's smile continued to deepen, and finally he laughed out loud. The louder he laughed, the faster Chu Xiuran's little heart beat.

"Teacher, brother?"

"Who is your senior brother..." Mo Linyuan said condescendingly, "Chu Xiuran, you can see clearly, I am your husband-in-law, and I have been married and worshiped!"

"In the end...you told me that you think we are acting?"

There was a bit of madness in the other party's expression, as if Chu Xiuran nodded and said yes, he would become hysterically impulsive.

Chu Xiuran struggled a little, "Why don't you let me go before you talk?"

Unexpectedly, it was his small action that angered the person in front of him, Mo Linyuan's eyes turned red, and he reached out to tear Chu Xiuran's clothes.

"Mo Linyuan!"

"No!" Chu Xiuran panicked when his bare skin touched the air, and frantically called the system in his heart.

However, at this time, the system that always responded quickly did not respond at all.

Finally, Chu Xiuran realized something was wrong.

Mo Linyuan... seems to be in a bad state!

The sip of wine that he drank just now was catalyzed by the violent mood swings at this moment. Chu Xiuran's head was in a daze, and he recalled in his ears the comments that those people on the way to get married had said to the prince-violent, cruel and merciless.

Right now, the man was intensified by his refusal attitude, his face was tense, his whole body was rolling with hostility, and he was muttering words.

"Don't run away, you are mine, I won't let you run away!"

"We became relatives, you are mine, you are not allowed to go..."

"No!"

Chu Xiuran's eyes were reddened by his crazy look, and he stared blankly at him, almost forgot to breathe, as if he was frightened.

But Mo Linyuan suddenly stopped and held his wrist tightly, so that he could not escape.

There was trembling in his voice, and it seemed to be pleading: "You won't leave me, right?"