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

This was the first time Chu Xiuran saw Mo Linyuan showing such a humble look.

With a throbbing pain in his heart, he chose to appease Mo Linyuan: "No, I won't leave."

He suspects in his heart that this is the handwriting of the dream weaver Meiyan Yuren, but there is nothing he can do.

Mo Linyuan didn't seem to believe him, his deep eyes were full of suspicion, and he just stared at him without blinking.

Like a dormant beast ready to go, it seems that as soon as he shows a flaw, he will bite his neck off without hesitation.

Under such gazes, even though Chu Xiuran was a little timid, he still bit the bullet and looked at him with firm eyes.

"I'm not leaving, but...can we...can we not do this?" After speaking, his voice was so low that it couldn't be lowered, but Chu Xiuran knew that Mo Linyuan could hear him.

He was discussing with embarrassment, his little face flushed: "I, I'm not ready yet."

You can't make a fake show.

Moreover, this is not good for him or Mo Linyuan.

Also, it's not good for the girl Mo Linyuan likes.

The weakness of the man in his arms awakened Mo Linyuan's rationality, he panted heavily, and was so paranoid that he wanted to ask Chu Xiuran for an answer.

He repeatedly confirmed over and over again: "You really won't leave me?"

Chu Xiuran shook his head: "Don't leave..."

No matter how much Mo Linyuan questioned repeatedly, he always answered this way, and he was even annoyed by being questioned later, and he was uncomfortable being forced, and said angrily: "If you continue to ask, I won't be sure."

After saying that, he came to his senses and wanted to make amends, but he saw Mo Linyuan smiled slightly as if he was relieved, and then his tense body relaxed, and he buried his head in the socket of his shoulder.

After a while, a deep muffled laughter sounded.

Chu Xiuran was stunned.

Mo Linyuan agreed to him: "I won't touch you."

Hearing this, Chu Xiuran breathed a sigh of relief, but heard him say again: "It's just tonight."

The breath of relief that he hadn't finished was lingering in his heart, and it was because of a certain word in it that he became nervous again.

"It's a pity, but I don't want you to hate me."

Mo Linyuan's voice was muffled, with a hint of sadness, "Xiu Ran, I only have you."

he is afraid of...

When he realized this, Chu Xiuran felt a slight pain in his heart.

He didn't know what kind of story Mo Linyuan was given in this scene, which could make him change from a proud son of heaven to such a paranoid hesitation.

The system that can't be contacted, Mo Linyuan whose temperament has changed drastically, and the acting that has not ended after getting married, Chu Xiuran has no choice but to rely on himself.

The play still has to go on.

Mo Linyuan couldn't give up either.

Chu Xiuran only felt that a grown man was pressing on him like a big dog.

He pushed Mo Linyuan, but did not push: "Get up..."

Mo Linyuan grabbed his hand: "Let me hug you for a while."

Chu Xiuran is used to being in physical contact with Mo Linyuan, but more often than not, he was in the dominant position.

Now that he has become passive, he feels a little uncomfortable, especially now that he has calmed down, knowing that someone outside the window is eavesdropping on the corner of the wall, he is even more uncomfortable.

Chu Xiuran was a little annoyed: "Get up..."

Mo Linyuan's voice was muffled, like a clingy big dog: "I'm afraid you will run away as soon as I let go."

"No..." Chu Xiuran comforted him patiently, "But if you don't get up from me, I might be crushed to death by you."

The next second, Mo Linyuan got down from him quickly, covered his mouth at the same time, and said seriously: "Don't say that word."

Chu Xiuran was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

Only then did Mo Linyuan let go of his hand.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Xiuran realized that the clothes on his body were almost no longer able to hang. He hurriedly put them on, but found that some of them were already rotten.

But fortunately, the underwear can barely cover the body.

He gathered his clothes, not knowing what to do next.

A bridal chamber is impossible, he slept in the sedan chair for a long time, and now he is not sleepy at all.

Mo Linyuan suddenly bent down and touched his collar with both hands.

Chu Xiuran was instantly alert: "You said you wouldn't touch me."

"Well, don't touch it."

When Mo Linyuan calmed down, his whole body exuded a gentle aura, and it was impossible to see his crazy expression just now.

"The wedding dress is torn, so don't wear it. On the wedding night, you wore a tattered wedding dress for the night. If this news gets out, maybe the outside world will tell me how to criticize you, the princess."

Chu Xiuran choked up, took off his clothes slowly, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "I don't want to see who broke it, but I'm ashamed to say it."

Mo Linyuan frankly said, "Well, I broke it."

This person really had the nerve to say it.

Chu Xiuran was wearing his inner garment, watching Mo Linyuan also take off that elegant wedding dress, fell into some kind of thought.

To be honest, at the moment when he lifted the hijab and saw him wearing a red wedding dress, Chu Xiuran was almost dumbfounded.

All the time since he knew Mo Linyuan, he had never seen brightly colored clothes on him. He seemed to like wearing dark clothes like black very much. He looked cold, ascetic and alienated.

But when Chu Xiuran saw Mo Linyuan wearing a red suit.At that moment, there was only one thought left in his mind: Mo Linyuan is damn suitable for wearing red.

It's more suitable than that guy Gu Xuehua.

Red makes him bright and open, different from the dullness of the past. As long as he wears red and matches his beautiful face, the most beautiful things in the world will probably lose their color in front of him.

Now that he took off his wedding clothes, when he put on a white undershirt, there was more soft and elegant temperament inside.

With wide shoulders and narrow waist, she has a unique appearance, and the clothes hanger that walks really looks good in anything.

Chu Xiuran glanced at him jealously, but met Mo Linyuan's eyes. At that moment, he felt a sense of embarrassment of being caught, and lowered his head.

But Mo Linyuan said: "Get off those things on your head and face, won't it hurt after wearing it for so long?"

Chu Xiuran groaned, and only after being reminded by him did he realize that his scalp was so tight that it hurt.

He got out of bed, removed the things on his head and face, and washed his face with the warm water prepared by the maid in the room. Then he looked at the room. The space is large and the decoration is exquisite, which is very suitable for the prince. status.

He turned his gaze, and his eyes fell outside the window, only now did he realize that the black shadow was gone.

"Don't worry, the people outside the window have already left, and no one can disturb us tonight."

Mo Linyuan called him back to the bed, "Come here, you are not in good health, lie down early."

Chu Xiuran tentatively asked, "Should we... want to sleep together?"

If Mo Linyuan had told him to go to bed before, Chu Xiuran would not have hesitated at all, but after what happened just now, he was a little scared.

"Don't you think it would be better for the news that the king went to sleep on the bed on the wedding night?"

When Mo Linyuan said this, he was a little teasing, not at all like the person who was cold and expressionless before, "You are not afraid, if this matter gets out, people outside will say that you are not a good man?"

Chu Xiuran: "..."

He quickly climbed onto the bed, lay down, and even pulled the quilt on his own initiative.

A muffled laugh came from above his head, Chu Xiuran held back his enthusiasm and buried his face in the bed.

In terms of emotion and reason, it seems inappropriate for Mo Linyuan to sleep on the imperial concubine's bed.

Forget it, it's not like they didn't lie on the same bed together before.

What are you afraid of...

Mo Linyuan tucked in the quilt, and lay down beside him.

One side of the bed sagged slightly, Chu Xiuran tried his best to ignore the discomfort in his heart.

Well, he admitted that although he had slept in the same bed with Mo Linyuan several times, he had never felt as uneasy as he is now.

Chu Xiuran closed his eyes and hypnotized himself to fall asleep quickly.

Turning over, he heard Mo Linyuan say, "Can't sleep?"

"A bit."

"That's right, move over a little and let me hug you for a while."

"what?"

Mo Linyuan's tone was a little dangerous: "This king seems to have told you that this king suffers from insomnia and needs to hug you to fall asleep."

Chu Xiuran: "..."

And this thing?

He moved a little closer and smelled the man's scent, which was the usual cold fragrance.

"is this OK?"

"Come a little more."

Chu Xiuran moved a little more, "How about this?"

Mo Linyuan embraced him with his long arms, and he felt at ease: "Okay, I can sleep now."

Chu Xiuran blinked: "Did you not sleep well?"

"Ah."

"Would it be useful to hold me to sleep?"

"Ah."

"Oh……"

Why does he not believe it, he is not a humanoid hypnotizer, he can still fall asleep with a hug?

Mo Linyuan looked down at him: "Why, you don't believe me?"

As soon as he heard that he called himself the king, Chu Xiuran knew that he was about to get angry.

He hurriedly followed Mao and said, "No, I just miss you. You must have had a hard time sleeping without me."

Afraid of angering Mo Linyuan, Chu Xiuran looked at him uneasily. In the dark, he could only see a vague outline through the moonlight outside the window, and he didn't know if he was angry or not.

No, are you really angry?

Chu Xiuran was a little at a loss: "Why don't you speak?"

"You're right..." Mo Linyuan's body trembled slightly, the movement was very small, but Chu Xiuran still felt it, he heard him seem to sigh, "Before I met you, I was really suffering .”

"So, would you like to help me?"

The little guy trembled when he heard the words, and nodded almost without thinking: "I am willing!"

Isn't it just hugging and sleeping?

Speaking as if it had never happened before, when Mo Linyuan was seriously ill, his whole body was in pain. At that time, only Chu Xiuran could help relieve it.

Both are of the same nature.

In Mo Linyuan's eyes, the little guy was obviously trembling with fear, but he cooperated with him obediently.

But Mo Linyuan knew that there was no rush.

That way, it will scare the little guy away.

At first, Chu Xiuran was still a bit defensive, but when sleepiness hit him later, he actually fell asleep. He had no dreams all night, and slept until early in the morning.

When he woke up, Mo Linyuan was no longer in the room.

He patted his head in frustration, and tried to summon the system in his heart.

The system failed to call successfully, but Xiaocui probably heard his call, knocked on the door and got a response, and walked in with a few maids carrying toiletries.

The little girl's cheeks were flushed, and she didn't dare to cast her eyes randomly when she came in, for fear of seeing something she shouldn't see.

Although she is still young, she also knows some things about love between men and women. On the wedding night of the newlyweds, His Highness and the young master must...

Don't look around, don't look around.

The young master is thin-skinned, but he will be shy!

"Master, you are awake. His Highness ordered the servants to wash up after you wake up. The water has been prepared. Do you want to..."

Chu Xiuran interrupted him: "I'll do it myself."