Cohabitation with the sweet teasing ghost king

"Mu Xiu..." Song Yan softly called out to Mu Xiu, and there was a little shyness and patience in his slowly opened eyes. Such a morning kiss completely awakened his body's instinctive desire.

And in the continuous contact with Mu Xiu, with his increasingly shallow willpower, he could no longer restrain himself.

"Well... I'm here, I'll help Yan Yan," Mu Xiu looked at Song Yan whose cheeks were flushed, he smiled lowly, leaned closer, and licked Song Yan's sensitive ear, his dexterous right hand slowly Slip into Song Yan's thin pajama pants.

Song Yan called Mu Xiu to think that enough was enough, but Mu Xiu took this as his signal to ask for help.

"No, no need, I, I can..."

Song Yan curled up slightly, enduring the slight trembling of his body, trying to make a final struggle, but Mu Xiu had already begun to help him enthusiastically.

"Don't be afraid, my Yan Yan has just grown up."

Mu Xiu's slightly smiling voice rang in Song Yan's ears, and he continued to lick and kiss Song Yan's neck back and forth, avoiding the eye contact with Song Yan, which might relieve Song Yan's tension a little.

And he also tried his best to do better, after all, apart from his thick skin, he really didn't have much experience in this kind of thing.

Song Yan had nothing to say, closed his eyes again, gritted his teeth, his breath was filled with the smell of Mu Xiu, the smell that reassured him but couldn't help being addicted to it.

Following a few shallow and quick breaths, Song Yan handed over to Mu Xiu the first time in every sense of his life.

Song Yan's pajamas were rubbed high, and the pajamas fell to the ankles with their rubbing. After enthusiastically helping, Mu Xiu regained his composure a little bit and was stimulated by the charming and extremely seductive scene in front of him. The impulse in Song Yan's body.

At this time Song Yan sat up all of a sudden, pulled up his clothes and pants very quickly, turned his head to look at Mu Xiu who had no time to put on an innocent look, jumped out of bed, picked up the towel and clothes, and locked himself in the bathroom.

Mu Xiu looked at the closed bathroom door for a moment, then raised his hand and smelled it lightly.

The bathroom door opened, and Song Yan, who happened to bump into this scene, blushed even more, "You..."

How could Mu Xiu smell his own hand like that!

Song Yan came back angrily, took the clean underwear he had forgotten, then glared at Mu Xiu, and went to the bathroom to close and lock the door.

Mu Xiu put down his hand, rubbing the aftertaste lightly, a smile dyed the brows a little bit, the corners of his mouth curled up, he smiled.

Well, what a beautiful morning.

Twenty minutes later, Song Yan came out of the bathroom, walked up to Mu Xiu with a blank face, took Mu Xiu's wrist, and took him to the bathroom to wash his hands, even though he knew it would not wash anything.

"Yanyan, are you angry?"

Mu Xiu obediently passed his hand to Song Yan Daoteng. He carefully scrutinized Song Yan's expression. After being happy and indulgent, he was a little worried that Song Yan would get angry with him.

Song Yan raised his eyes to glance at Mu Xiu, took their hands out of the water basin, took Mu Xiu's left hand again, and when he was pulling Mu Xiu out, he replied in a low voice, "No."

He has various emotions so far, but he is not angry.

Mu Xiu blinked his eyes lightly, he held Song Yan's hand back, and passed his fingers through Song Yan's fingertips little by little, clasped his fingers together, lifted them gently, and kissed Song Yan's fingertips.

"Yanyan, I'm very happy..."

Song Yan, who had no expression on his face, immediately failed. He stared at Mu Xiu, his expression gradually turned helpless, "I see..."

"I'm not unhappy either..."

When Song Yan whispered, the expression on Mu Xiu's face became happier...

Song Yan dragged Mu Xiu downstairs to cook some porridge with pickled mustard. Since he had exercised in the morning, both he and Mu Xiu had a good appetite.

After eating, Song Yan went to water and fertilize the grass and trees in their front and back yards, and then simply cleaned up the house that they hadn't lived in for a week.

After finishing all these, it was past 9:[-] in the morning, and the awkward emotions in Song Yan's heart had been digested by himself.

He took the initiative to pull Mu Xiu back to the room, closed the curtains, and they lay back on the bed.

Song Yan met Mu Xiu's gaze and demanded firmly, "I want to know everything."

"Okay," Mu Xiu agreed, with a bright smile on his face, he took Song Yan into his arms, and gently coaxed him up like before going to bed at night, and Song Yan fell asleep not long after.

A solemn kiss fell between the eyebrows, and Mu Xiu pulled Song Yan into his dream. No, it is not accurate to describe it in a dream. For him, there is a real existence, and it is his absolute domain. It is more professional to call it. , It should be called Ghost Domain.

After waking up on the big bed in Mu Xiu's house, Song Yan sat up and pulled Mu Xiu up as well.

Continuing to look at each other for a while, Song Yan moved himself, and then he passed around his waist, hugged Mu Xiu, and reminded, "Speak."

Mu Xiu hugged back, and gently ran his left hand down Song Yan's hair at the nape of his neck. His face was calm, but his eyes were more serious.

"Yan Yan should have heard about the sudden rise of the Mu family a hundred years ago from Huang Po..."

"Well, I heard from Huang Po," Song Yan nodded lightly, and then rubbed his head against Mu Xiu again. He felt that what he wanted to know would not be a pleasant thing for Mu Xiu, but he still wanted to You know, you should know.

"Huang Po's spiritual power is much weaker than that of her ancestors. All she knows is what Mu Shi deliberately spread to the outside world."

In addition to prosperity and decline, the Mu family also has a hidden identity, which is one of the ancient families of magicians.

However, it is different from many families of warlocks who inherit the secret art of catching ghosts and demons. The whole family of the Mu family has started a business between humans and ghosts by relying on their magic skills of walking the yin and yang worlds, thus gathering other warlock families. Unimaginable wealth.

The tree attracts the wind, how can these wealth not be coveted.

The heads of the Mu family have changed from generation to generation, and there is no guarantee that each generation of the head of the family has both strength and wisdom. The once prosperous Mu family began to rot from the inside, and one after another suffered the calculations of other warlock families.

Prosperity and decline, decline, is inevitable.

After leaving Heisha Town and returning to Heisha Town again, the head of the Mu family who made such a decision actually wanted to leave a glimmer of hope for future generations. These hopes are nothing but the collection of books and forbidden techniques in Muxiu Book Pavilion.

Their value cannot be compared with ordinary gold and silver treasures. Once the Mu family has a talented descendant, these books can create a powerful patriarch for the family, and perhaps restore the prosperity of the past.

"But no, the Mu family moved back to Heisha Town, and there has never been a talented child."

As Mu Xiu said, he tilted his head and kissed the forehead of Song Yan who was fascinated by listening.

"Until a hundred years ago, the Mu Clan, who was at the end of the family of sorcerers, faced life and death crisis again..."

This is not much different from what Song Yan heard from Huang Po. All the grandchildren died overnight, not because of a serious disease, but because a powerful enemy came to the door, and their Mu family was cursed.

Thousands of ghosts eat souls, cut off children and grandchildren!An extremely vicious and almost unsolvable curse.

Having come to the end of the road, the head of the Mu family of that generation opened the life-saving kit left by the head of the strongest generation of the Mu family.

It turns out that there is a hole in the underground of Mu Zhai. They found a sarcophagus in the sealed room and opened it. Inside was a baby with ghost eyes. He is the youngest son of the strongest ancestor. He was sealed by his biological father on the third day after he opened his eyes. to date.

Living things cannot be sealed for hundreds of years at all, and the baby still has a few breaths of life, but most of them are still dead. It is more appropriate to call him a ghost baby.

Mu Xiu whispered, and with a wave of his hand, he and Song Yan were already in a spacious and simple dark room, with a stone platform and a sarcophagus arms-wide.

Two white candles were lit on the stone platform, illuminating the space in front of Song Yan.

Song Yan had already guessed about the ghost baby that Mu Xiu was talking about, so he couldn't arouse any fear. He approached and gently stroked the sarcophagus.

He had met a baby ghost, a ghost that was even more terrifying than ghosts and wraiths. It was extremely difficult to save, and the longer it existed, the greater its resentment and strength.

"Are you afraid of Yan Yan?" Mu Xiu hugged Song Yan back, and asked in Song Yan's ear, his tone became gloomy and low.

Song Yan looked back at Mu Xiu, his eyes were as clear as ever, and he touched Mu Xiu's face with his hand, "You are Mu Xiu."

For him, Mu Xiu is just Mu Xiu, and he doesn't need to imagine any ghosts and creatures.

Mu Xiu didn't tell Song Yan about the specific unsealing and raising process.

His unsealing broke the curse of the Mu family. With his growth and strength, the Mu family also began to restore its former prosperity. Among the existing top ten magician families, the Mu family can be ranked in the top three. It is impossible to return to the top.

"Probably because he was afraid that I would turn back against Mu Shi when I became stronger. He tied my soul veins with Mu Shi's luck. If Mu Shi's energy is exhausted, I will also perish. survive."

Hearing this, Song Yan tightened his hand holding Mu Xiu slightly, and he remembered that when Mu Xiu's dream changed that day, he saw the chains that bound Mu Xiu's limbs.

Mu Xiu was born, sealed, and then unsealed, everything was not his own choice.

Mu Xiu embraced Song Yan and walked out from the door of the dark room. They came to the garden of Mu's house and sat down in a pavilion.

Mu Xiu lifted Song Yan's chin and kissed Song Yan's lips, and he whispered, "There's nothing wrong with that."

If he had grown up normally in the life he was born, he would not have met Song Yan in this life.

Of course, this does not mean that Mo Xiu will thank or forgive anyone for this.

"My growth was accompanied by the rise of the Mu family. According to the agreement of opening the coffin and unsealed, I became the hidden head of the Mu family and independently controlled the dark alliance."

When Mu Xiushi became the head of the Yin family, he decided to divide the Mu family into light and dark clans. The Ming clan is mainly ordinary people who do not have the talent for warlock cultivation. The dark clan is controlled and taught by him, and later absorbed many idle warlocks , set up a secret alliance.

"Eight years ago, I was calculated and injured, and the Mu family had problems following it..."

Mu Xiu said with a mocking smile, the result of being completely tied together, even if he died, Mu Shi would also be buried with him.

Song Yan nodded lightly, he didn't need to tell Mu Xiuming, he guessed it.

"Yan Yan is my person, and also the leader of the dark alliance appointed by me."

As Mu Xiu said, he tapped lightly between Song Yan's eyebrows, and a silver magnolia flower appeared, then disappeared again.

Mastering so many books and forbidden techniques is a matter of course for one to form a school of one's own.

According to the rules established by many aristocratic families, as long as the innate warlocks born in his domain belong to the dark alliance, they are also eligible to become the leader of the foreign alliance designated by him.

But Mu Xiu was very picky, he had been the head of the Mu family's Yin family for so many years, including Song Yan, but only pointed to three people.

"Where are the other two?" Song Yan asked.

"One betrayed me and was killed by me, and the other didn't want to do it, so he left."

Mu Xiu frowned slightly, a little worried that what happened to those two people would scare Song Yan.

"Yan Yan is different, Yan Yan is the person I like."

He will protect Song Yan, and will not give Song Yan any chance to betray him.

Song Yan glanced at Mu Xiu, he took Mu Xiu's hand and walked towards the Book Pavilion.

"Mo Xiu, I will work hard..."

Song Yan was worried that he couldn't support Mu Xiu's appearance, but he could work harder for Mu Xiu.

"Okay," Mu Xiu was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and then smiled brightly.

Song Yan turned his head to meet Mu Xiu's smiling eyes, blinked slightly, and his cheeks became more rosy.