Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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"As for the fox, of course two people should hunt together."

The depression in Zhao Mo's heart eased somewhat under his comfort, and the hand that was clasping the man's waist began to be dishonest.

Under Xie Zhuo's indulgent eyes, he untied his girdle, and then slid into his shirt little by little.

Looking at the interweaving of red jade and white, his eyes finally sank completely.

This is his son, this is his son who is in love with him, anything can happen between them.

"Zhao Mo, what are you waiting for?" The arrogant voice sounded in his ear, completely drowning out the rationality in Zhao Mo's mind.

Between the ups and downs, the sky darkened.

Zhao Mo put on his robe and opened the door of Xie Zhuo's room: "Xie Nan, water."

As a man, Xie Nan could naturally hear the satiety and hoarseness in his voice.

Thinking of the non-stop voice in the room all afternoon, his face became more blood red: "Here we come."

After speaking, he ran out in a hurry and tripped on the ground.

Xie Zhuo stretched out his hand behind himself and tugged at Zhao Mo's black hair, and said displeasedly, "Why are you scaring him?"

When he didn't see it, this guy was scaring Xie Nan?

Knowing that he has been guarding outside all afternoon, but still treating him like this, isn't it a bit unkind?

Zhao Mo pursed his lips and whispered, "I'm jealous."

Xie Zhuo: "?"

Under Xie Zhuo's suspicious eyes, Zhao Mo said softly, "I'm jealous that he can stay by Young Master's side every day, I'm jealous that he knew Young Master earlier than me, I'm jealous..."

"Okay, okay." Xie Zhuo quickly pressed his mouth, and stuffed back his endless jealousy.

He hadn't realized before that this guy was actually such a small-minded person.

A smile flashed across Zhao Mo's eyes, and he kissed the young master's palm.

He's not jealous now, though.

Because the close relationship between the young master and him is unmatched by everyone.

And after the war broke out this time, he didn't have the conditions to trade in the north, so he could stay with the young master every day.

At this moment, Zhao Mo didn't know that his young master had already arranged for him a path destined to gather less and leave more.

Seven days later, the Jiedu envoy who got the news rushed over.

Seeing the heavy soldiers at the door, Father Xie almost didn't get a heart attack.

After knowing that Zhao Mo saved King Jin, he couldn't believe it.

Standing outside Jinwang Courtyard, he glanced at his drowsy son leaning against the tree, gritted his teeth and said, "You already knew?"

How could this scoundrel hide it so well that no word of it leaked out?

Xie Zhuo lazily said: "Without my order, how dare Zhao Mo let people live in my yard?"

Father Xie: "..."

All right, all right, know that your caravan leader is loyal.

"You didn't tell Weifu either!" How much honor would it be to have a good relationship with King Jin?

"It's a confidential matter, if one less person knows about it, there will be less danger." Xie Zhuo pressed his tingling forehead, and slowly got up: "Also, don't think about other things."

He said quietly: "Then you don't know how King Jin was in danger."

"If the matter really has something to do with the other people in Beijing, then it's about that position, and you're rashly getting involved..." Xie Zhuo glanced at the skinny old man, and sighed softly: "I'm afraid you I can't bear the old bones."

Xie's family also has some connections in the northwest, and these connections can't even make a splash in the capital, and any two Beijing officials can handle them.