This Celestial Master is so flirtatious [Entertainment Circle]

In the early morning, when Mo Xing woke up, there was no one around him.

He took out his phone to check, and found that it was almost eight o'clock when the live broadcast started, so he sat up and stretched, slowly lifted the quilt and got out of bed to go to the bathroom.Walking halfway, he returned to shake off the quilt to cover the bed, and then picked up his clothes, so as not to start the live broadcast in the middle of changing in the house.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Mo Xing unbuttoned the buttons of his pajamas one by one, and immediately "hissed"—Mr. Mu used so much force, his waist was bruised several times!

Last night was really...Mr. Mu said it nicely, what about "going to sleep for a while", if you wake him up again after falling asleep, you know you can't let him bathe yourself!

Mo Xing took off his shirt and turned around, and saw a large mark on his back in the mirror.Moreover, there is still a faint tingling sensation in the legs until now, and I don't know if the skin is broken.

Glancing at the supplies placed by the sink, Mo Xing couldn't help covering his face with his hands.

Last night, if Mr. Mu didn't think that the things here were not good enough, maybe he wouldn't be able to get out of bed now... Isn't it just a lot of kisses, and it's so much worse than the previous two times?

Mo Xing couldn't help thinking that many fans have said that once a big iceberg like Mr. Mu falls, the old house will catch fire... Well, the fans are really sharp-eyed.

Mo Xing rubbed his face, slowly changed his clothes, and checked the front and back carefully.Fortunately, no hickeys were exposed.

When he returned to the room, it was already time for the broadcast.Mo Xing glanced at the bed to make sure there was no problem, then picked up his phone and went into the live broadcast room to stare at his split screen. He didn't see any discordant barrage, so he went downstairs to have breakfast.

In the dining room, Mu Xuanqing had already sat down with his breakfast, when he saw Mo Xing coming in, he stood up to meet him, and followed him with a plate, waiting for him to pick food.

The fans who got up early said on the bullet screen that the cut out of Mu Xuanqing's CUT is an example of a model family.

Mo Xing picked out a bunch of his favorite foods, and Mu Xuanqing brought them to the table for him.

After the two sat down, Mu Xuanqing pressed the microphones on both sides, and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you sleep a little longer? I slept almost three hours late last night."

Mo Xing suddenly felt a little hot on his face, glanced at the other two tables, and said in a low voice: "It is agreed that we will take a group photo together, it is too late. I will sleep in the car when I go to the airport in the afternoon. "

The two of them were halfway through breakfast when Chi Beihao came in, took his meal and sat opposite them - everyone basically had a default seat in the past few days.

Mo Xing saw him rubbing his waist occasionally while eating, and asked strangely: "Brother Hao, didn't your waist heal last night? Or did it flash again?"

Chi Beihao paused for a moment, then grinned: "It's nothing, I still feel miraculous even now. I feel that the blessing last night was a dream, and I can't help but confirm it."

Mo Xing blinked, feeling something strange.But that was someone else's business after all, so he naturally wouldn't ask any more questions, and continued to eat his own with his head down.

While eating, Chi Beihao looked back and forth at the two people in front of him. When Mo Xing finished eating and was about to get up to leave, he suddenly said, "Mr. Mo, you must protect your waist."

Mo Xing's face was full of bewilderment: "Huh?"

Chi Beihao smiled meanly, and pointed at Mu Xuanqing's abdomen with the spoon in his hand, intentionally or unintentionally: "This is a sincere suggestion from an older person like me."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Xuanqing pulled away Mo Xing who was full of question marks.

The double black fans who watched their split screen laughed a lot of "hahaha" on the barrage.

【Oh my god, brother Hao is going to hit Teacher Mo's face with this wheel. 】

【Teacher Mo is so good at flirting, why didn't he hear such words? 】

【Anyway, Mr. Mu must have understood. I can see his expression, as if he hastened to pull Mr. Mo away from waste 2333. 】

[But Brother Hao is right, the waist is very important~]

[By the way, does Brother Hao have a lover? 】

[He has been married for many years. He said before that his husband is an outsider and has not disclosed his identity. 】

[That's really a "come here".I suddenly had an inspiration, so I went to find a manga first. 】

[Pass the pen!Come on, lady in front! 】

Today is the last day of the live broadcast. Yesterday, the guests had already agreed to take group photos together in various parts of the village in the morning.

After lunch at noon, the manager of the resort came in with a smile and presented each guest with a set of handicraft souvenirs from the village. Mo Xing and Mu Xuanqing also added two small pendants imitating bronze masks.

Everyone happily displayed the souvenirs in the live broadcast room. This time the show is considered to be a successful end, and the rest is just to follow up with some shots of going to the airport to disband as editing materials.

Mo Xing was packing his luggage in the room when he heard a knock on the door.He went to open the door and found Mu Xuanqing outside, just about to laugh at why he didn't open the door and come in by himself, when he walked in, revealing Chi Beihao behind him.

Chi Beihao followed into the house with a smile and closed the door, and lifted the metal box in his hand to Mo Xing: "The owner here has one more thing he wants to give to Teacher Mo."

Mo Xing dragged the chair for him to sit on, sat on the bed with Mu Xuanqing, and said with a smile, "Why did you make a special trip to deliver something to me? I didn't do anything special."

Chi Beihao first gave the metal box to Mo Xing, then sat down casually, took out another piece of paper and handed it over: "If he wants to send it to you, take it. This is the proof for boarding the plane."

Mo Xing took the paper and glanced at the content quickly, and asked in surprise, "Ancient book?"

Chi Beihao: "It is said that it was left by Su Dan, the founding teacher of the Ying Dynasty, but apart from the suspected Su Dan's signature, there are no other words on the entire scroll. I don't know if we ordinary people can't see it."

Mo Xing looked back and forth at the metal box again, and found that there was a small LCD screen outside, which displayed the temperature and humidity.

"What is this box?"

Chi Beihao took out his mobile phone and said: "The inside of this box is constant temperature and humidity, which is used to protect the scroll from damage. The opening method is a bit troublesome, I will send it to your WeChat. It is best to find a suitable environment before opening the box. With Mr. Mu around, I don't think it will be difficult."

Mo Xing was even more surprised when he heard this: "Such a precious thing, are you really giving it to me?"

The boxes in which they were packed were so formal that, at least in the eyes of the sender, the contents inside were genuine.

Chi Beihao waved his hand: "This is his family's ancestral, together with the bronze mask. But the mask is not easy to give away, that thing is actually half donated to the museum now, and can't be circulated privately. I can only give you this, you and that The mask is destined, maybe you can also see the contents of this volume."

Mo Xing and Mu Xuanqing exchanged glances, and asked tentatively, "You know that mask..."

"Qi, I know." Chi Beihao nodded with a smile, "I also know that Qi is sucked into your body now. So the mask itself may not be too important to you."

Mu Xuanqing interrupted and asked, "Is Qiao Dong your husband?"

Chi Beihao nodded again: "Their family is the guardian of the mask, so he can see the Qi on the mask. Now that the Qi is gone, he is finally freed from this task. We sincerely thank you, you Feel free to accept it."

Mo Xing looked at Mu Xuanqing in confusion, and Mu Xuanqing explained softly to him: "Qiao Xingzu, the chairman of the real estate group that developed this resort."

Mo Xing thought about it, and said to Chi Beihao: "Brother Hao, sit down for a while, I'll write two talismans for you, just take it as a gift in return."

Chi Beihao's eyes lit up: "This relationship is good, I won't be polite."

Mo Xing handed the metal box to Mu Xuanqing, found the yellow talisman and cinnabar from his suitcase, wrote two warning signs for the body, and explained the precautions to Chi Beihao in detail.

Chi Beihao happily put the talisman into his wallet, stood up and said, "I'll go back to Queshi, so I won't take you to the airport. Have a good trip."

Mo Xing sent him out, and when he came back, he picked up the metal box and looked at it for a while, then remembered to ask Mu Xuanqing: "Is there a place to open the box at home?"

"There is a room with temperature and humidity control on the second floor, which is used to store electronic products and some of my collections." Mu Xuanqing looked at the numbers on the LCD screen, "It should be about the same temperature and humidity. I'll ask Uncle He to adjust it first." Come on, you can go in and open the box when you get home at night.”

Mo Xing put down the metal box, hugged Mu Xuanqing's arm and kissed him on the face: "President Mu is really caring."

Mu Xuanqing nodded his lips with a half-smile, "Why don't you kiss here?"

Mo Xing scratched his face: "The stamina of kissing here is too strong, please let me delay for two days..."

Mu Xuanqing smiled softly, stretched out his hand to embrace Mo Xing into his arms, leaned close to him and gently sucked his lips, and asked him, "Shouldn't you change your name?"

Although Mo Xing called "Mr. Mu" in a soft voice last night, it was very pleasant, but it would be more effective to use a more intimate name... Moreover, you can coax him to call both of them together...

Mo Xing looked at Mu Xuanqing's gradually becoming dangerous eyes, and asked deliberately: "What's the name? Brother Qing?"

The dangerous light in Mu Xuanqing's eyes dissipated instantly, leaving his face speechless.

Mo Xing laughed, stood up from his arms, pulled up his luggage, and leaned over to whisper in his ear: "Let's go, it's time to go home, Xuan Qing."

After speaking, Mo Xing dragged his suitcase and quickly slipped away.

Mu Xuanqing involuntarily raised the corners of his lips, stood up and dragged the suitcase to follow.

It was already night when the two returned to Haishi's home.

After eating something in the restaurant, Mo Xing couldn't wait to carry the metal box to the second floor, wanting to see the ancient books from nearly 2000 years ago.Mu Xuanqing naturally accompanied him.

The two fiddled on the small table in the room for a while, and finally opened the metal box.In the center of the box was something wrapped in a black cloth, about a little longer than the palm of your hand.

Mo Xing put on the gloves, took out the thing gently, took off the black silk wrapping the outer layer, and saw the white scroll inside.

He placed the scroll on the velvet-covered table, and carefully pushed the scroll aside.

The entire scroll is about half a meter long, and the word "Su Dan" is written on the right, which is an easily recognizable official script.But other places are indeed empty as Chi Beihao said.

Mo Xing looked left and right, even his eyes turned golden, but he couldn't see anything from the blank part.

Mu Xuanqing saw that the gold in his eyes had faded, revealing a slightly frustrated look, and persuaded him: "If you can't see it, then you can't see it. It's not something important anyway."

"That's right." Mo Xing smiled, "Maybe I have to wait for some opportunity."

He rewound the scroll and put it into the black silk bag, hesitating a bit: "Put it back in the box?"

"The box needs to be charged." Mu Xuanqing opened a moisture-proof box with his fingerprints, and there were also two scrolls inside, "Put it here, I'll replace the fingerprints with yours."

Mo Xing put the scroll in and said with a smile: "Just add me. Are you still guarding against me? Take it if you want it."

Then he asked curiously, "What are these two volumes?"

"The two paintings of the late Ying Dynasty that I collected before." Mu Xuanqing took them out and opened them for Mo Xing to see, "You can take them if you like."

Mo Xing laughed: "Why do I want this thing, it can't be eaten or worn."

Mu Xuanqing took the painting back, and added Mo Xing's fingerprints to the master control system of the facilities in the whole house.

Mo Xing joked: "Then I can take whatever I want with the things here?"

Mu Xuanqing took him by the hand and went back to the bedroom: "You can use it as you like, including the owner here."

Mo Xing rubbed his ears - Mr. Mu's love words, why did he feel weak in his legs...

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