Cohabitation with the sweet teasing ghost king

"Yanyan's eyes are so beautiful, they are the best when you look at me."

Mu Xiu whispered, and continued to peck and kiss Song Yan's lips.He was not wrong. When Song Yan looked at him, his eyes were unconsciously stained with a gentle color, which was very beautiful and warm.

"I really want to go home and sleep with Yan Yan early..." The sleep Mu Xiu said was no longer simply sleep.

After saying that, Song Yan tapped his forehead lightly.

"The time is just right. Let's go to Yung Shue Wan to see if there is any moonshine."

As Song Yan said, he took Mu Xiu's hand and walked towards the parking place. After dawdling, Mu Xiu became even more delusional.

Song Yan helped Li Wei because of his three-year mentorship, and he also knew that Li Wei and Zhou Rui were not bad people or ghosts.

The moonshot between Zhou Rui's eyebrows is very important to him and Li Wei. After Song Yan and Mu Xiu knew about it, all they did was help him hide it further, and never thought about possessing it.

After arriving at Yung Shue Wan, it is just a matter of fate whether you can find it or not.

"This is a natural and locked pit for binding spirits..."

Afterwards, Huang Po, old man Song, and even the well-informed Mu Xiu were all stunned by the scene in front of them.

After Song Yan broke through the terrain, in the core pit of a thousand-year-old banyan tree that was struck by lightning and died, there was a small pool of moonshine, with a bright silver glow, sacred and mysterious.

"I didn't expect it before, the technique is a bit rough..."

Song Yan whispered with some regret, but what he discovered was enough for the four of them to squander for three to fifty years.

Then until dawn, they drove back and forth between Rongshuwan and Hejiao, sealing jar after jar of moonshine and sending it back. Song Yan scooped it until there was only a bare earth pit left.

It's not that Song Yan and the others are greedy, but that this month's liquid is very easy to pass away. If they don't scoop it up, there will be nothing left when they come back tomorrow.

Song Yan looked at the pit, then squatted down and started digging again, but it was no longer the moonshine, but the soil on the surface of the pit. This is an excellent auxiliary material for making pottery pots, so you can't miss it.

Huang Po and Old Man Song looked at Song Yan from the top of the broken banyan tree core, and nodded almost at the same time. Song Yan's plucking wild goose really fits their style.

"Not bad, good intentions are rewarded..."

"Ho ho..."

It's rare for the three of them and one ghost team to do a good deed without taking money. It's a complete surprise to have such a rich harvest.

Song Yan dug the soil to the back, and accidentally ground a sharp stone with his fingertips. He frowned slightly, and continued to put the handful of soil into the jar. Muxiu took the jar and tied it to the rope. Huang Po and Song Laohan on the top pulled them up.

Before Song Yan lowered his head to check, Mu Xiu came over, grabbed Song Yan's hand and looked at it first, checked carefully, and found no scars.

Mu Xiu held Song Yan's hand tightly, and said softly, "Let's go up too, you've been tired all night."

Mu Xiu wanted to dig the soil together, but Song Yan didn't agree, because Mu Xiu's breath was not suitable for handling, and Song Yan didn't want Mu Xiu to work with his dark hands like this.

He just likes to find a chair for Mu Xiu to sit on when they are doing things, and Mu Xiu just looks at him.

"Well," Song Yan nodded and rubbed his fingertips lightly. There was indeed no scar. It should just hurt a little from bumping into it with a little force, and it was not scratched.

Coming out of the core of the broken banyan tree, they cleaned up the traces left around them, and then barely restored it to its original state. The dusty and dirty three and one ghost returned to the suburbs of the river with excitement and exhaustion. home.

After moving everything to the underground warehouse, the three families dispersed separately.

Song Yan and Mu Xiu went back to the room to wash their hair, take a shower, eat something, close the windows and draw the curtains to catch up on sleep, and the old woman Song next door did the same.

In the past three years, Song Yan's insomnia has basically healed. At first, he had to rely on Mu Xiu to cover his ears. Later, he could fall asleep without covering his ears as long as he was in Mu Xiu's arms. Breath, you can sleep peacefully.

From dawn to night, Song Yan fell asleep until it was dark. Song Yan slept for a full eleven hours before waking up.

"Yan Yan woke up..." Sitting on the edge of the bed, Mu Xiu leaned over and kissed Song Yan's forehead with a slightly distressed tone.Yan Yan of his family was doing things again yesterday, breaking up formations, scooping water and digging soil, so he must be exhausted, so he slept for so long.

"En," Song Yan responded softly with a sniff. He opened his eyes and looked at Mu Xiu. A light silver halo suddenly appeared in his darkened pupils, but it disappeared in an instant.

But Mu Xiu, whose eyes fell on Song Yan's head, didn't notice anything. He slipped his hand into the quilt, and gently rubbed Song Yan's back and waist, "In the future, Yan Yan, don't just care about me, you are tired, I will It hurts too."

"Mu Xiu..." Song Yan called out, tilted his head and kissed Mu Xiu's chin, his hand gently touched Mu Xiu's chest, and it took him a long time to feel the faint heartbeat there.

"Huh?" Mu Xiu responded, meeting Song Yan's gaze, with a smile on his face, he lowered his head and rubbed Song Yan's cheek, kissed Song Yan's lips, pulled him up, and passed around his waist to continue, baby Hug like a child.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to call you..."

Song Yan said as he pressed his cheek against Mu Xiu's neck, wondering if it was just an illusion of waking up. He felt that when he woke up, his senses were more sensitive than before. He could feel the extremely slow speed in Mu Xiu's body. The rush of blood carried on.

"Then Yan Yan, call as many times as you want."

As Mu Xiu said, the expression on his face became happier. His Yan Yan didn't like to talk about love very much, but every time he said it, it would warm his heart to bursting with joy, just like at this moment.

The corners of Song Yan's mouth were raised slightly, his eyes were squinted, and he still felt a little drowsy. He leaned on Mu Xiu, and really kept arousing him like this.

"Mu Xiu, Mu Xiu, Mu Xiu..."

Mu Xiu also kept responding, "I'm here, I'm..."

"I'm here," Mu Xiu replied again, holding Song Yan's shoulder, and they opened a little distance, and he asked, "Does Yan Yan feel hungry? I cooked porridge earlier to keep it warm."

"Fortunately, I don't feel very hungry."

As Song Yan said, he took Mu Xiu's hand and looked carefully, his eyes lowered, and he asked, "Are you hungry?"

"I'm fine too."

Mu Xiu seldom felt hungry, and his eating habits were only cultivated after being with Song Yan.

"Then... eat later?"

Song Yan suggested in a low voice, raised his eyes slightly, met Mu Xiu's unclear gaze, and then explained, "Didn't you come back to sleep with me in a hurry yesterday?"

Song Yan continued to press his hand on Mu Xiu's chest as he spoke. He wanted to feel Mu Xiu's physical condition more carefully. He needed to know clearly when he was calm and when he was excited, so that the follow-up maintenance could be better. in place.

"En!" Mu Xiu didn't even think about hesitating for a second, and nodded with certainty, "Then eat later."

After finishing speaking, he raised Song Yan's chin, and before Song Yan could continue to speak, he kissed anxiously, took his breath in, and quickly undressed himself and Song Yan with his hands.

"Slow down," Song Yan gently kissed Mu Xiu back, which could be regarded as comforting Mu Xiu, "Don't worry, take your time."

Probably Mu Xiu didn’t expect Song Yan to torture people like this, no, it’s the moment of grinding ghosts, and the idea of ​​quickly eating up and wiping them off failed, so Mu Xiu could only follow Song Yan’s prompt and proceed slowly until he couldn’t continue. "No hurry".

Mu Xiu felt a little hard work, and Song Yan could not be an exception.

His perception has become sharper, and his body has become more sensitive. When bearing the feelings brought by Mu Xiu, he has to be distracted to feel Mu Xiu's situation.

"Can Yan Yan not be distracted?" Mu Xiu looked at Song Yan, he lowered his head and bit the skin on the side of Song Yan's neck, exerted a little strength, and at the same time continued to work hard, trying to draw back all Song Yan's attention to what they are doing.

Song Yan thought about it and nodded lightly, "It's almost there, you should rest..."

"No," Mu Xiu refused, and blocked Song Yan's lips again. He didn't see the look on Song Yan's face. How could he stop? He was already crazy about Song Yan, so Song Yan was not allowed to remain rational and calm at this time.

Rolling from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and rolling back again, back and forth, fighting endlessly.

This "later" time continues to be stretched.

Two hours later, Mu Xiu hugged Song Yan and fell asleep with a satisfied expression on his face. Song Yan felt the soreness in his waist, legs and that place, and only then did he faintly realize that he hadn't communicated clearly with Mu Xiu. , I didn't have a chance to communicate clearly with Mu Xiu.

"When you wake up, I will settle accounts with you..."

After Song Yan finished whispering, he closed his eyes and planned to sleep for a while.

This time they slept from dark to dawn again. Song Yan, who definitely had enough sleep, got up early, took a bath, punched, cooked, and then went back upstairs to call Mu Xiu who was exhausted after he didn't listen to persuasion.

At the dining table in the living room on the first floor, Mu Xiu drank the Wufang sweet water fed by Song Yan in spoonfuls, and when he was almost finished, a little surprise appeared on his expression.

"I added some moonshine," Song Yan continued to feed Mu Xiu the last spoonful.

As for his practice, no matter which warlock heard of it, they would scold him for being a waste of things. This kind of treasure was actually used as a daily food for the ghost king.

"Oh," Mu Xiu nodded, a sense of happiness slowly floated on his face.

He followed Song Yan who was going to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and wrapped his arms around Song Yan's waist, "Is Yan Yan still angry?"

He vaguely heard that Song Yan was going to settle accounts with him yesterday, but he was indeed a bit too much yesterday.

Song Yan didn't respond, but he didn't pull away Mu Xiu's sticky hugging posture. To be precise, Song Yan didn't listen to Mu Xiu's words at all, he was still thinking about ways to take care of Mu Xiu's body.

Mu Xiu didn't have to ask Song Yan to give an accurate answer, as long as he could meet Song Yan, he would be happy no matter what.

After being busy with Li Wei's affairs for a whole day, and sleeping abnormally all day yesterday, Song Yan and Mu Xiu didn't even care about the air tickets they wanted to buy. In the afternoon, they took time to go downtown and bought two tickets for July. Air tickets to the southern coastal cities on the 7th.

Calculate the departure time, they have half a month to prepare.

Tan Guang had already prepared some basic information for Song Yan, and Song Yan asked old man Song to continue to search for some information that might have been missed on the Internet in the past few days.

When Song Yan and Mu Xiu lived their lives normally, they thought of what they needed and prepared them.

And after this assessment is over, Song Yan will take over the affairs of the Dark Alliance in an all-round way, and his identity information will no longer be hidden internally and externally.

In principle, Mu Xiu was not allowed to go with him for this assessment, just like Huang Po Song, but Mu Xiu did not agree to stay in Jiucheng, and Song Yan was not very relieved.

Therefore, Song Yan took the initiative to ask to increase the difficulty of the assessment, and the additional condition was that he could bring Mu Xiu along.

Tan Guang discussed with several elders in the dark alliance for several days, including some unresolved unresolved cases in the warlock world into the assessment options, and let Song Yan choose by himself, including the collection of some rare spiritual objects. There are a dozen.

There is enough time, if you can't do one thing, you can move on to the next one. Tan Guang and the others are not worried that Song Yan will not pass the assessment.

But Song Yan's plan was obviously different from what they thought. He made a decision after browsing the information provided by Tan Guang for the first time.

"Twilight City, it's time to go back and have a look."

Song Yan flipped through the old books of Mrs. Huang's family and whispered something.

After leaving there for 16 years, Song Yan felt that it was time for him to go back, even if it was to deal with the Xu family in the capital in the future, he should go back.

Regarding Xu, he must not be as ignorant as he was in the past, and let them say whatever they want.He has to have his own research, his own independent source of information.

What is the Xu family afraid of him? Song Yan thinks he should know this. Apart from the Xu family, the city of Twilight may also have the answer.

Therefore, the leader's task assessment is only one of the many purposes of this trip.

Mu Xiu rested on Song Yan's lap and continued to watch his TV. He would not interfere with Song Yan's decision as in the past, and he would not act casually until Song Yan encountered absolute difficulties.

"Ding ding, ding ding." The doorbell on the iron gate of the courtyard was rang.

Song Yan picked up Mu Xiu's head, pulled the pillow aside for him to lean on, and he got up to open the door.

"Song Yan, it's not good, I, I... I saw a ghost again!"

Li Kui, one of Song Yan's regular guests in the past three years, came again, bluffing, jumping three feet high, and every time he came back, he was very frightened.

Song Yan turned his body sideways to let him in, "Come in and talk."

Li Kui nodded repeatedly, feeling an inexplicable sense of security towards Song Yan's family, but the truth is that there are not as many ghosts in Song Yan's family anywhere in Ninetowns.

A big ghost king lives together, and there are ghosts living in the jars under every flower and plant in the yard, but they used to like to watch Song Yan's excitement and talk to Song Yan, but now most of them come to sleep and take care of their bodies.

But there are also times when swarms appear actively. For example, at this time, the girl Gui Tingting stretched her waist, and after saying hello to Song Yan, she started playing around Li Kui, "Ah, why is he scared again?"

"Human beings make such a fuss..." A young ghost who was a new guest in Song Yan's yard commented proudly.

"Little devil, you weren't human when you were alive..."

The young ghost was patted on the shoulder to teach the other ghost.

However, their onlookers and discussions were limited to the section when Song Yan led Li Kui through the courtyard.

Let Song Yan and Mu Xiu remodel the house, unless they take the initiative to let these ghosts in, they can't get in, even the windows can't see inside.

It was precisely because they couldn't see gossip that these ghosts developed the habit of sleeping in Song Yan's house.

However, human nature always has preferences and preferences. Song Yan dotes on Mu Xiu infinitely, and occasionally lets Tingting in for extra meals, which is a rare treatment for other ghosts.

It's the same now, the other ghosts couldn't get in even if their heads were knocked down, Tingting followed them in.

Tingting squatted next to the sofa where Mu Xiu was lying on her side, and suggested in a low voice, "Brother Mu Xiu, let's change the channel."

Mu Xiu glanced at the little ghost Tingting who was obsessed with idol dramas, and changed the channel. It happened to be the TV drama that Song Yan took him for a walk that night. Mu Xiu's eyes lit up, and he sat up to watch .

Song Yan glanced at the sofa, and brought Li Kui to the dining table to continue talking.

"He's..." It was the first time Li Kui saw someone at Song Yan's house, and he was still lying down and watching TV casually. His relationship was not strong enough, so he wouldn't dare to do this at Song Yan's house.

"My boyfriend, Mu Xiu."

Song Yan told him calmly, he drew back Li Kui's distracted attention, "Tell me, what did you see?"

"Ghost, I saw my grandpa, who has been dead for many years, and he said he would come back to pick up my grandma."

Li Kui looked at Song Yan with a crying face. He was afraid and worried about such an encounter, so he hurried to find Song Yan to confirm whether he was too nervous and took his fantasy as reality.

But his gut told him it wasn't...

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state of life, sorry, I can't help you."

Song Yan said calmly, he knew that Li Kui just needed someone to confide in, and he came to him habitually.

"oh oh……"

Li Kui nodded and continued to digest his emotions. After a long time, he glanced at the sofa and couldn't help gossiping, "You, you're really in love."

Song Yan nodded, and asked back, "Can't I fall in love?"

"No," Li Kui quickly denied, scratching his head, "it was quite sudden...haha."

He thought that people like Song Yan had a heart as hard as iron, and it was difficult to be emotional.

But inexplicably, he felt that Mu Xiu over there was a little familiar, as if it was not the first time he had met him.

Li Kui continued chatting with Song Yan, and then he turned his head abruptly, "Your family still has children, haha, I didn't pay attention to it before..."

At this time, Mu Xiu and the girl Gui Tingting turned their heads together, looked at Li Kui with a little pity, and then continued to turn their heads back to watch TV.

Song Yan sighed helplessly, "I told you not to come to me..."

"I'm going out the day after tomorrow, and the return date is uncertain. If you really have something to do, go to Huang Po and Lao Song. If you can't, then give Xiaohong a hug."

Li Kui was possessed by the evil spirit who almost became the king of ghosts, and the influence left behind would not disappear in the short term. He also loved to run to his house. The ghost aura was more contaminated, so it was easy to see ghosts.

Song Yan estimated that it would not take three days, and Li Kui would have to find him blatantly, but he and Mu Xiu were not there at that time.

Li Kui, who was also disliked to death by Xiaohong from Huang Po's family, left Song Yan's house with a bitter face. After walking a distance, he suddenly realized that he had seen this little girl before and was guiding him.

Li Kui scratched his head, continued to stride towards his motorcycle, and then left at a fast speed.

Song Yan closed the door, turned around and looked back at the gossiping ghosts, stopped in his footsteps, and the bell on his wrist swayed, immediately drawing their attention.

"I'm going out the day after tomorrow. The rules remain the same. If there's a new ghost coming, you should squeeze in first. I'll make another pot when I get back. Remember?"

Song Yan narrowed his eyes and made sure that all the ghosts nodded to him, so he continued to walk down the small stone road and walked into the living room.

After the living room door was closed for a long time, a ghost patted his chest and said, "Boss Yan is getting more and more scary..."

The other ghosts also nodded one after another. They watched Song Yan grow up, and they could feel the amazing potential and energy hidden in Song Yan's body better than other ghosts.

"It's still our Boss Mu who is amazing. He knew early on that obedience is king."

When a senior ghost said this, the other ghosts nodded again and again.

However, they cherish this little family no less than Song Yan and Mu Xiu. Without exception, these ghosts are all lonely and wild ghosts who have nowhere to live. It was Song Yan who accepted them and gave them a place to live.

After Song Yan and Mu Xiu leave, the various rules will only be implemented better than before.

In the early morning of the 20th, Song Yan was carrying a backpack, and he and Mu Xiu each pulled a suitcase to go out.

In the suitcases they brought, the clothes and props were only a small part, and more of them were rough processed special ingredients and medicinal materials for Muxiu to maintain his body.

The situation in Twilight City is difficult to estimate, but Song Yan didn't want to wrong Mu Xiu for this, and it was just a matter of carrying an extra suitcase for them.

Huang Po and Old Man Song came out to see Song Yan and Mu Xiu off, and gave some advice by the way.

"Call whenever you need it, it doesn't matter how late or early you are."

As Huang Po said, she smiled and looked at Song Yan and Mu Xiu who were dressed in the same style, not to mention, they were really eye-catching.

"Well," Song Yan nodded to Song Yan who was not conscious of wearing a couple outfit. He thought for a while, and then told him, "I can't be sure how long I will go, and I may ask you to send me something when the time comes."

"No problem, Lao Song is good at this."

Huang Po helped the old man Song to agree, and now they come home two or three times a day by courier, and the business is all over the country, even if it is a special channel, there are connections, and there is no case that the delivery cannot be delivered to Song Yan.

Song Yan nodded again, and as they walked, they talked about a new bus station nearby that had been built for only two years, and there was a direct bus to the airport.

"This is the key to Muxiu's car, use it if you need it."

"Hey," Old Man Song, who has a driver's license, took the key and nodded, indicating that he might use it for occasional deliveries.

In the eyes of Song Yan, Huang Po, and old man Song, the only difference between cars is the type, size, and horsepower. The big ones are gone.

Mu Xiu squinted his eyes in confusion for a moment, then followed Song Yan's footsteps and got into the car together.

He has only heard of Twilight City, but has never actually been there. To be more precise, the only two times he has gone out have only been to Qiuyun City, which is not far away.

The bus arrived at the airport in an hour and fifteen minutes, checked in and checked in, and they waited another 10 minutes in the waiting room before they heard the boarding announcement.

Song Yan's generosity to Mu Xiu exceeded his bottom line, and he didn't wrong Mu Xiu this time, and bought two first-class air tickets.

"It takes five hours to fly, sleep when you're sleepy, and I'll call you when it's almost there."

Song Yan helped Mu Xiu adjust the seat, tilted his head and whispered to him, usually this is the time for Mu Xiu to get up.

"Okay, Yan Yan sleeps even when he's sleepy, and sleeps with me."

Mu Xiu leaned closer and kissed him on the lips before Song Yan could stop him.

Song Yan looked at Mu Xiu's sweet smile after he kissed him, and when he reached the point of his mouth to remind Mu Xiu, it just disappeared.

The most important thing is for Mu Xiu to be happy. He never cared about what other people think of him. After being with Mu Xiu, he should be like this.

Song Yan sat down, and within sight, there were two young people across the aisle from them, but their atmosphere was different from Song Yan's side, their swords were on the verge of breaking out, as if they were about to fight every minute.

"Hi!" The dark-faced young man suddenly tilted his head and smiled at Song Yan, and greeted Song Yan awkwardly.

"My family is getting angry, but it's much harder to coax than yours."

"Zheng Jue! Who the hell belongs to your family!"

The young man on the other side of the plane window tilted his head and gritted his teeth, feeling a strong urge to bite Zheng Jue to death.

It was rare for Mu Xiu to watch other people's excitement, so he watched it for a while, then began to gossip with Song Yan in a low-pitched voice.

"I got it! They are Huanxi enemies mentioned on TV, right? If they fight, they kiss or scold or love... However, Yan Yan and I are dear if we don't fight or scold, no, we love each other..."

Mu Xiu, who had picked up a lot of new vocabulary, glanced at the two of them before returning his eyes to Song Yan's side face.

He wants to be in love with his family Yan Yan forever, and fighting and scolding are both nerve-wracking and boring, so he doesn't intend to learn.

Song Yan turned his head and came over, Mu Xiu immediately stopped his gossip, and leaned his head to the side of Song Yan's neck, his expression calmed down obediently, it was painful.

Song Yan continued to turn his head to Mu Xiu's side, originally he didn't mean to blame him, he just didn't want him and Mu Xiu to get involved in other people's grievances somehow.

Zheng Jue, who wanted to use external forces to resolve internal conflicts, failed. During the five-hour flight, the flight was sweet and sweet, and the flight attendants were afraid to come here. .