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

Entering the main hall, before Chu Xiuran had time to speak, Mo Linyuan pointed to the seat next to him, and designated his position, "Sit there and don't make a sound."

After finishing speaking, Mo Linyuan didn't look at him again, and sat in front of the case and began to deal with the notebook on the table.

Chu Xiuran sat quietly for a while, thinking about chatting with the system. He just released it from the blacklist, and when he saw it ecstasy eating melon seeds on the table, his mind was filled with the sound of its clicking.

The system's big eyes blinked, and the virtualized ears moved. Just as he was about to speak, Chu Xiuran blocked him again.Out of sight, out of sight, otherwise, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the system was going to fail.

After sitting obediently for a while, Chu Xiuran couldn't sit still.

He moved his steps tentatively, seeing that Mo Linyuan hadn't moved, he became more courageous, and moved to his desk step by step, propping his head and sitting opposite him.

Good-looking people look good in everything they do, even if they read a book and write with a pen, their appearance is pleasing to the eye.

Chu Xiuran couldn't stop talking, and teased him, "Eldest senior brother, why do you look so good-looking, like a fairy descending from the earth."

"Your hands are also beautiful, long and white, with distinct joints. If this is placed in front of the hand control, I guess he will be excited for a long time, thinking about chopping your hand back for collection."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand with a little disgust: "It's not like my hand, it's not pretty at all."

Mo Linyuan paused for a moment, without looking at him, "What's not good about it?"

Chu Xiuran didn't expect him to talk to him, and thinking that he might be bored dealing with these things, he stretched out both hands, the more he looked, the more dissatisfied he was: "It's ugly, the palm is small, and the fingers are slender and slender. It looks powerless."

"It's pretty good, don't worry about these." Mo Linyuan raised his eyes.

The hands spread out in front of him were fair and slender. Although they did look powerless and looked like girls' hands, they were definitely not ugly.

To be honest, Chu Xiuran was not very satisfied with his body.

In his previous life, he was 1.8 meters three, even if he was sick and weak, he didn't look so thin.

It's good now, not to mention that his height has shrunk to 178, his face is white and tender, delicate and delicate, and he is always pampered like a child, without masculinity at all.

"Brother, do you think there is any medicine in our sect that can change the body?" Chu Xiuran was a little distracted, but Mo Linyuan quickly beat him down.

He said lightly: "Yes, but the price is a bit high."

"For example?" Chu Xiuran blinked.

Mo Linyuan said softly: "The master peeled off a layer of skin, and I don't recognize you as a disciple." It was a very nice voice, but how could it be so scary when it reached Chu Xiuran's ears.

Chu Xiuran's body trembled, and he said cowardly, "Hehe, I was just joking, just joking."

This pleasing face accounted for most of the reasons why the original owner was so doted on.

When he started to smile, his smile was bright, and he pulled Shen Qingcheng to say a few nice words, which instantly made people happy.

Mo Linyuan put down his pen, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be slightly raised: "Is there someone you like?"

Chu Xiuran was puzzled: "What does it have to do with this?"

Mo Linyuan didn't speak, but Chu Xiuran looked at him and inexplicably understood the meaning of his words, and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "I don't have anyone I like, I just think you are so good-looking, and when you compare it with me, I feel a little bit disappointed , Big brother, where did you think of going?"

However, it was beyond his expectation that Mo Linyuan would mention this issue.

Chu Xiuran got closer, and said mysteriously, "Could it be that senior brother has someone he likes? I think that Gu Youyou just now is pretty good, she looks so cute, and it's great to stand next to you with a poor figure." .”

"cute?"

Mo Linyuan raised his brows, his eyes were cold, but Chu Xiuran didn't understand what he meant, and nodded, "Aren't you cute? She looks sweet and innocent, just like a little sister."

If you put this in modern times, the metaphor is as delicate and cute as a doll.

Mo Linyuan didn't know what he thought of, and let out a light snort, "Heh..."

Chu Xiuran was stunned, "It's difficult, isn't it?"

"People don't look good."

The coldness between Mo Linyuan's brows returned, and he left a meaningful sentence, and then wrote to deal with the "hills" piled high on the table.

Chu Xiuran scratched his head, not understanding his attitude towards Gu Youyou, and propped his head while looking at his writing in boredom.

That handwriting is strong and powerful, with a superb charm, and the whole is smooth and flowing, elegant and agile. It is a good handwriting at first glance.

Chu Xiuran suddenly realized a problem, he seems...can't write calligraphy?

I don't know if the original owner's body left any muscle memory, so he looked at the other person eagerly, "Brother, can you give me a pen and paper? I also want to practice calligraphy."

Hearing this, with a wave of Mo Linyuan's hand, Chu Xiuran saw that there were all tools on the low table next to him. He smiled and said to Mo Linyuan, "Thank you, brother." Then he ran to the low table, crossed his legs, Grind the ink with realism.

Where he couldn't see, the corners of Mo Linyuan's mouth curled up, the little thing didn't realize that he had revealed his secrets at all.

The real Chu Xiuran would never take the initiative to practice calligraphy.

Because that's the thing he dislikes the most.

Invisibly, Chu Xiuran has fallen off the horse, but he is still immersed in his handwriting, unable to extricate himself.

It's really hard to imagine that such a handsome guy like him would have written the chicken feet-like characters.

Don't you speak like a person? !

Why is his handwriting so ugly? !

Is he ugly?

Chu Xiuran folded the paper angrily, he didn't believe it, it must be because his body is not familiar with this pen yet.

There was a "rustling" sound, and Mo Linyuan turned his head slightly to see the thin figure lying on the desk, staring at the place where the pen was written, as if his whole body was exerting strength.

"Sit upright, stretch your arms naturally, and use your wrists hard." Mo Linyuan's voice sounded, and Chu Xiuran subconsciously followed suit.

After a while, I felt soreness in my waist and back pain, and my whole body seemed to be entangled with invisible silk threads, and I felt uncomfortable anywhere.

At first glance, the character is still the same character, ugly as it should be, twisted like an earthworm, which really makes people wonder how such a character could come from his pen.

Stop practicing, there is no improvement at all, what a fart to practice!

Chu Xiuran threw the pen away, and lay back in a disfigured manner. The sunlight from the skylight was shining on his body. He narrowed his eyes and blocked it with the back of his hand, regaining the warm feeling he hadn't seen for a long time.

Mo Linyuan just glanced at him quietly, then looked away.

The afternoon sun always has a kind of charm, which can pull people into sleepiness.The chirping of summer cicadas came from outside the window, and the hall was silent, only the rustling of the brush.

It was already evening when Mo Linyuan finished processing the papers piled up on the table.

He walked to Chu Xiuran's side, and the boy was so sleepy that his saliva almost flowed out.

Mo Linyuan looked at him carefully, but couldn't see any difference, so he stretched out his hand and pushed him.

"Huh?" Chu Xiuran woke up slowly, his eyelids were too heavy to lift.

"Get up, go back." Mo Linyuan said.

Chu Xiuran ignored him, turned over and had the tendency to fall asleep again.Mo Linyuan pursed his lips and pushed him again, "I can't sleep well on the ground, go back to sleep."

Chu Xiuran groaned, unable to get up, he couldn't tell who was the one who woke him up, and thought he was subconsciously reaching out to climb his shoulder at home.

"Then you carry me back."

After acting coquettishly, he leaned his head on his shoulder, smelling the clear and cold fragrance, and fell asleep, not noticing how stiff the body under his face had become.

The whole person was like a bowstring stretched tight, Mo Linyuan could not bear it, the battle between heaven and man was in his mind, he kept this posture for a long time, before the winner was decided, Chu Xiuran gently pushed him, and heard him hum: "Return back!" Are you not going back?"

Mo Linyuan rolled his throat, stiffly embraced the boy's legs, put one hand on his back, stood up and walked out.

Chu Xiuran embraced his chest, buried him in his arms, rubbed gently, found a comfortable position, and continued to fall asleep soundly.

He was asleep, but Mo Linyuan was not well.

He walked out with a gloomy face, just wanting to go back and leave him behind.

Just after walking out of the gate of the main hall, Ji Shuyun came with a large group of disciples.

"Eldest brother! We have something to ask for you..." The words full of words choked in their throats instantly, and a group of people stopped, watching in disbelief that their cold and tall elder brother hugged Chu Xiuran like a child. arms.

"If there's no rush, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Mo Linyuan glanced at them lightly, and left with his arms in his arms.

Until his figure disappeared for a long time, the group of people including Ji Shuyun hadn't recovered.

Although the elder brother's complexion is very ugly, but!He actually hugged someone!

And the pose is so intimate!

A disciple came back to his senses excitedly: "So the rumors are true! The little brother is really pursuing the big brother! It seems that he has succeeded!"

"what?"

"You're not kidding, are you?"

Ji Shuyun reacted slowly, and punched the disciple who spoke with his fist: "Ms. Shaote's nonsense! The senior brother is caring for the junior brother, don't let me think about it!"

Having said that, Ji Shuyun ran to find the second senior sister and the third senior brother in the next second. He wanted to tell them about this and see what was wrong!

The disciples who witnessed this scene with their own eyes spread the word widely after returning home, and within one night, it spread throughout the entire sect.

The rumor that was suppressed by Gu Lian and Wu Xinyu a few days ago was self-defeating. The master confirmed the rumor himself and came out to tell them in person: This is not a rumor, it is true.

Except for Gu Lian, the few female disciples of Sanshengmen heard the news, and even the male disciples in the next dormitory on the other side of the mountain heard their mournful cries.

One night, in the sect, some people were happy while others were worried.

What's more, I don't know who said it, "Miraculous doctor Gu Xiaoxian just came to look for the senior brother today, if she hears the news and comes to the door just after returning home, what do you think the senior brother will do?"

"One thing to say, the little fairy is sweet and soft, why is the elder brother so hard to think about it, and likes men?"

"What's wrong with liking men? Who said that men can't like men? There are so many immortal sects, are there still few immortals who share the same membership with men? Don't they still love each other?"

"Besides, the little senior brother is really good-looking. I have inquired about it. Many male and female disciples in our sect like him. His face is suitable for both men and women."

"Gu Youyou is good, but the senior brother doesn't like it. Look at the little senior brother who was easily hugged by the senior senior brother. She was told by the senior senior brother when she stood close to Gu Youyou. In such a comparison, who is better?" Don’t you know the heart of the big brother?”

"Ham... so, brothers, have you found out that the little brother hasn't made us feel sorry for us in the past few months?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone reacted and echoed.

"I met him last time, and he greeted me with a smile."

"Me, me, me too. One time I was reprimanded by Elder Yao, and he actually pleaded with the elder for me after passing by!"

Everyone opened their mouths, told what happened recently, and finally came to a conclusion—the little brother really stopped suppressing them.

Someone looked at the two silent people at the side, and then believed their words: "Chang Sheng, Qi Lang, so what you said is true, little brother has really changed for the better."

Chang Sheng and Qi Lang looked at each other, "Did you just find out?"

Someone muttered, "If the little brother is still as good as he is now, then it's not impossible to be with the big brother."

Could it be that he didn't know, anyway, when they were talking about insomnia, Chu Xiuran slept soundly, and even had a beautiful dream.

He dreamed about his parents, and also dreamed that his heart transplant operation was successful, and he also went to sit in the hot air balloon that he was thinking about, floating in the sky.

"Little brother, wake up!"

With a snap, the hot air balloon burst, and he fell down. He was awakened successfully, and several enlarged faces approached him, which made him gasp subconsciously, clutching his poor heart, and almost didn't catch his breath. Come.

What the hell, he was so scared that he was about to have a heart attack early in the morning.