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

It was dusk at this time, and the twilight was dim, and the lanterns on the street shone with a pale yellow light, and the warm light hit Chu Xiuran's face, making his translucent white face feel warmer.

Mo Linyuan watched his eyes gradually darken.

He knew very well that the person in front of him was no longer the junior brother who was in heaven.

During the time we spent together, there were many secrets about this person that he couldn't see through, but he didn't think it mattered.

It's just that just now, the way Chu Xiuran looked at those two women made him feel uncomfortable.

Yes, just upset.

He had never felt this way before.

It's just two women, what's so good about it, they still defend them.

Mo Linyuan, who was in such a bad mood, didn't speak all the way, and his eyes fell on the person in front of him from time to time.

On the contrary, it was Chu Xiuran who, while noticing his gaze, occasionally raised his face and smiled, his eyes seemed to be hiding stars.

Inexplicably, seeing this smiling face, Mo Linyuan's heart tightened, and that haunting clamor rang out in his body.

This smiling face, he just wanted him to show it to himself.

The two of them returned to the street corner of the City Lord's Mansion when night fell completely.

Along the way, Chu Xiuran was as quiet as a chicken.

But at this moment, he took the initiative to break the silence: "Here we are, senior brother, let's go in."

He took a step or two, but he didn't hear the movement behind him, so he turned around suspiciously.

Ok?

Why don't you go?

Mo Linyuan stood in the dark corner of the wall, making it hard to see the expression on his face. For some reason, seeing this scene, Chu Xiuran remembered Mo Linyuan in his childhood in the dream. At that time, he was just standing there. From a distance, watching others laugh and play.

It's like...he's always been alone.

Chu Xiuran pursed his lips and walked over.

When he got closer, he realized that Mo Linyuan was trembling. This tall and steady young man lowered his head, his cheeks were hidden in the darkness, only a pair of dazzling pupils stood out in the darkness.

Feeling tensed, Chu Xiuran subconsciously raised his hand to caress his face, and said worriedly, "Why did you react so severely?"

A slightly cool palm touched his cheek, Mo Linyuan was startled, and subconsciously rubbed it lightly.

Like a big cat.

Chu Xiuran's heart softened completely.

Mo Linyuan's hoarse and tired voice sounded: "Can I, hug you?"

"One, one, just one..."

Otherwise, he is likely to lose control.

"Of course." Chu Xiuran opened his hands towards him, and was held tightly in his arms by the young man. He said, "Brother, if you need me, just say it. If you are embarrassed to speak, then you don't have to say it." , Just do it directly, I don’t mind.”

Mo Linyuan bent slightly, resting his chin on the young man's shoulder, sniffing his scent carefully, a sense of satisfaction filled his heart.

Hearing this, he ticked the corner of his mouth, "You said that."

Right now, Chu Xiuran doesn't know how big a hole his words have dug in the future. He still thinks that a hug can solve the problem, and he is not stingy with his hug. Mo Linyuan wants to do it Heck!

Skin hunger and thirst is already uncomfortable, and he is still afraid of women, so the only person close to him is himself.

Chu Xiuran felt that of course he should take care of the elder brother more.

Some time has passed.

Chu Xiuran moved slightly, and tentatively said, "Brother, it's getting late, let's go back first."

Jin Shizong had already arranged their rooms, and it was already dark, afraid they would think too much, Chu Xiuran wanted to go back earlier, so as not to worry too much.

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that Mo Linyuan's body froze, and quickly changed his words: "After I go back at night, I can hug you for as long as I want."

Mo Linyuan sniffed the smell of this man deeply, and let go of him, "Okay, then let's go back."

"Ok!"

Chu Xiuran felt that the elder brother's mood improved a lot, and even jumped up with his own mood.

The two returned to the City Lord's Mansion and had dinner at the invitation of Jin Shizong.

Gu Qinghai was also there, but he didn't gain anything when he went out this time.

Jin Yuan's body is still in the yamen, and no unusual person has ever visited him.

"The other party used Huanling Powder, specifying that he wanted to use his corpse to make a puppet. Sooner or later he will come to the door, we just have to wait."

"That's right, I will ask the people in the yamen to pay more attention in the next two days."

As Gu Qinghai said, he turned his eyes to Mo Linyuan who said nothing: "Immortal Hanshan, did you get any news from Lin Xiaodie?"

Mentioning that woman, Mo Linyuan's brows flashed a gloomy look.

"She's lying."

Gu Qinghai became interested, "How to say?"

Let Mo Linyuan talk about this kind of thing, he probably can finish it in two or three sentences, so Chu Xiuran took the matter over and told the things after seeing Lin Xiaodie on the table.

"When talking about Huan Lingsan, she denied it too directly." It was this subtle expression that made Chu Xiuran see the clue, "Besides, the words I read about her later are not the same as Jin's words." The son said something different."

Let me ask, if a tough and high-minded singing girl really chose such a decisive way as she said, how could she take off her clothes and confess her love when Jinlin was about to rescue her?

Between the two of them, someone must be telling lies.

However, Chu Xiuran felt that Lin Xiaodie was lying for more than one reason.When talking about Jin Lin, her face was not moved at all.

Should he say that Lin Xiaodie believed in Jin Lin's character too much and felt that he dared not speak out, or should he say that she was faking it too well?

"In short, this person has a big problem, you can check it out."

After speaking, he looked at Jin Shizong.

The City Lord is actually absent-minded at this moment, as if he is thinking about something.

Gu Qinghai called him, and Jin Shizong came back to his senses: "I'm sorry, I'm so obsessed with thinking about things."

"City Lord, what's the matter? Is there any troublesome matter?" Chu Xiuran asked him while gnawing on a big chicken leg.

The food in the City Lord's Mansion is very good, even better than the cooks in Bazhen Pavilion.

"There is really such a thing that has troubled me for a long time." When Jin Shizong talked about it, he felt worried, "Recently, some people reported that a beggar on the street disappeared. For a month, the old man also sent people to investigate, and the missing people are all beggars in the streets and alleys."

"On the fifth, fifteenth, and twenty-fifth of every month, the old man will ask his staff to cooperate with the pharmacies in the city to donate porridge, but half a month ago, there were a lot fewer beggars who came to receive porridge."

"The people sent to investigate didn't find any useful information. Those beggars seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and they couldn't find any trace."

That's why Jin Shizong was worried. Although he was a beggar, he was still the people under his control, and he had to take responsibility.

As Jin Shizong said, he patted himself again: "Look at the old man, why are you still talking about these things, a few immortals eat slowly."

Chu Xiuran kept his eyes open and didn't think much about it. Now that his stomach is empty, filling his stomach is the most important thing.

After dinner, Jin Shizong asked the butler to take Chu Xiuran and Mo Linyuan to the resting place.

Two rooms, one on the left and one on the right.

The housekeeper was a chubby middle-aged man with a kind face. He sent the two of them to the door, and cheerfully said that if you need anything, just tell him.

Chu Xiuran really needs him a little bit: "Uncle housekeeper, can you prepare bath water for the two of us?"

The housekeeper responded immediately, and not long after, several servants came with hot water.

After retreating from the crowd, Chu Xiuran said to Mo Linyuan: "Senior brother, you should go wash it too. If the conditions are not allowed, you should bear with it. In short, get rid of the rouge smell on your body first. It's not that uncomfortable, is it?"

After being reminded like this, Mo Linyuan realized the smell on his body.

His face darkened, and he suddenly felt unwell.

After coming out of Yihong Courtyard, he even forgot to perform the cleansing technique on himself.

"Then I'll go back to my room."

"Well, call me if you need something." Mo Linyuan said.

Just take a shower, what can happen.

Chu Xiuran laughed, turned around and went back to the room, closing the door.

There was a big tub in the room, steaming hot, Chu Xiuran took off his clothes and dived into the water, sighing loudly.

I walked all day today and my legs are exhausted.

He's gotta take a good bubble.

Chu Xiuran was in a good mood and hummed unconsciously.

He would hum songs while taking a bath. This was his habit since he was a child. The songs he hummed were not complete, and he hummed whatever came to mind.

The melodious and moving melody floated out of the window, and came to Mo Linyuan like wisps of misty mist.

Across the wall, Mo Linyuan's expression moved slightly.

It's a melody I've never heard before, but inexplicably, with the clear voice of the young man, it's surprisingly nice.

The impetuous heart gradually calmed down, and the long black hair fainted in the water without a sound.

In the silence of the night, the singing stopped, followed by the sound of Xixisuo.

Chu Xiuran is getting dressed.

Then he stopped suddenly, realizing something, his face flushed red.