Master is a white moonlight

At night, the sky began to rain.

In less than half an hour, the rain gradually became heavier.The bean-sized raindrops hit the lotus leaves one by one, knocking the lotus leaves in a pool upside down.

"Boss Mo, it's late at night." The maid stood aside, holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and advised softly, "Let's go back to the house."

"Has Changfei come back?" Mo Yu asked calmly, still looking straight ahead.

"I haven't come back yet." The servant girl replied, her voice lowered a lot, "The person who inquired came back and reported..."

"What?" Mo Yu frowned slightly, turned to look at the maid, and asked.

"The Prime Minister brought Changfei back to the mansion." The maid finished speaking in one breath, feeling much more at ease.

Hearing this, Mo Yu frowned even tighter.A pair of hands were hidden in the cuffs, and the fingers gradually tightened.

Forget it, he is the one who wants to go this way, and no one else can interfere.Even if it can be intervened for a while, it cannot be intervened for a lifetime.

Going around the long corridor, Mo Yu walked straight towards the wine cellar.He took out the altar of "Peach Blossom Drunk" brewed years ago, and went to the kitchen to get two white jade wine cups.

"Xiao'er, are you asleep?"

Mo Yu stood at the door, holding the wine jar in his arms, raised his hand and gently knocked on the door, slightly raising the volume.

The maidservant at the side held the wine cup in one hand and held an umbrella for Mo Yu in the other.

Leng Yizhen was reading at the desk, but he couldn't read it.

Yesterday's test medicine failed somewhat, and after taking the medicine, Changfei actually developed symptoms of vomiting.

As a result, Leng Yizhen was worried all day long, constantly thinking about the ratio of the prescription to the white flour.

Hearing the knock on the door, Leng Yijiao quickly put down the ancient book in his hand, and strode towards the door.

"Mo Yu, you're here." Leng Yizhen pushed open the door with both hands, and looked at the person in front of him with a smile.

Looking around, it was still raining heavily outside the house.

Although Mo Yu was holding an umbrella by a maid beside him, due to the heavy rain, some night raindrops still fell on his shoulders.

Leng Yizhen was anxious, and pulled Mo Yu's arm, "Come into the house!"

Seeing Leng Yizhen caring so much about herself, Mo Yu felt warm inside, and nodded her chin slightly.

Without waiting for Mo Yu's order, the maid put down the wine cup tactfully, bowed her body and retreated in salute, and closed the door behind her.

"Let's change your clothes first." Leng Yizhen found a long gown that Mo Yu kept here from the cabinet, and handed it to Mo Yu with both hands.

"En." Mo Yu took the gown with one hand, and began to unbutton the cheongsam in front of Leng Yijiao.

"Why..." Seeing this, Leng Yizhen quickly reached out to stop Mo Yu's movement, blushing and said, "Take off your clothes in front of others."

Mo Yu took the opportunity to grab Leng Yizhen's hand, put it on her lips and kissed it, and said softly and seductively, "Come and help me take it off, okay?"

"Not serious!" Leng Yizhen withdrew his hand, and cursed softly with a smile on his lips, "Go behind the screen and change it yourself."

Mo Yu shrugged helplessly, and had no choice but to hug the gown and go behind the screen.

After changing her clothes, Mo Yu let down her long hair.Only then did he come to the table and sit opposite Leng Yijiao.

"What are you doing with wine?" Leng Yizhen glanced at the small altar of Peach Blossom Drunk on the table, and then looked up at Mo Yu.

"Of course I drank it." Mo Yu picked up the wine jar and smashed the seal with a "pop", "What else can I do?"

"Oh." Leng Yizhen looked at Mo Yu in front of him with his hands on his chin, and put his elbows on the table, and replied.

Why does this person look so good-looking anytime, anywhere, no matter how I look at it, I never get tired of it.

"Is there something on my face?" Mo Yu stopped pouring the wine, frowned slightly and looked at Leng Yizhen, wondering.

"No, no." Leng Yijiao sat up straight and smiled.

"Xian'er, drink some wine with me." Mo Yu said, and handed a glass of white jade wine cup full of wine to Leng Yiluo, "How is it?"

"Well, good." Leng Yizhen smiled, took the wine cup with both hands, and added, "But, you know my drinking capacity."

"It doesn't matter." Mo Yu lowered her head and poured the wine for herself, and said softly, "I'll have a drink, just take a sip."

"Take a sip?" Leng Yijiao opened her almond eyes and said unconvinced, "You really underestimate me!"

"Then how much do you want to drink?" Mo Yu raised the full wine cup to her lips, looked at Leng Yizhen with a pair of phoenix eyes and a smile.

"What's the matter..." Leng Yizhen looked at Mo Yu, thought for a while and said, "Let's take a sip too."

"Okay." Mo Yu smiled lightly, raised her head, and drank half a glass of wine into her throat.

Seeing that Mo Yu had already drank half of the glass, Leng Yizhen quickly picked up the wine cup in front of him, and took a big gulp of it in anger.

In an instant, a pungent and raw taste was felt in the throat, and Leng Yizhen stuck out his tongue reflexively.

Mo Yu smiled, raised her chin slightly, and drank the remaining half glass of wine.

Leng Yizhen saw Mo Yu's abnormality today, looked at Mo Yu and said with concern, "Mo Yu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Mo Yu smiled slightly, picked up the wine jar with both hands, and filled his empty wine cup with wine.

"Did you encounter something unhappy?" Leng Yijiao frowned slightly, looking at Mo Yu and asked.

"Not really." Mo Yu said calmly, then picked up the wine cup and put it to her lips.

"Oh." Leng Yizhen bowed his head in response, bit the bullet, and took another big gulp.

"Gudong Gudong", Mo Yu drank another glass of wine into his stomach within a short while.

"Xian'er, what do you think is the most important thing in this life?" Mo Yu held the empty white jade wine cup in one hand and rested his chin in the other, looking at Leng Yiyao with half-closed eyes.

"Why, everyone couldn't refuse Li Lu's temptation in the end." Mo Yu said while filling himself with wine.

"Mo Yu, drink less." Leng Yizhen snatched the wine cup from Mo Yu's hand and persuaded him kindly.

Leng Yizhen also got some news from the maid today, and probably guessed why Mo Yu was in a bad mood.

"Didn't you agree that you want to drink with me?" Mo Yu tilted his head slightly to look at Leng Yizhen, and said coquettishly, "Why, but took my wine cup again."

"Drinking too much alcohol will hurt your health, you still..." Leng Yizhen persuaded patiently.

Before the words finished, Mo Yu picked up the wine jar with both hands, and drank directly from the wine jar.

Drinking too hastily, some wine overflowed from the corner of Mo Yu's mouth.It rolled down along the porcelain-like snow-white neck all the way, and finally sank into the chest.

Leng Yizhen was stunned for several seconds, then quickly got up, trying to grab the wine jar from Mo Yu's hand.

With a "bang", the wine jar fell to the ground, and the aroma of the wine filled the whole room.

"Mo Yu!" Leng Yizhen pulled Mo Yu into his arms, his almond eyes turned red, and coaxed softly, "Be good, be obedient."

Mo Yu rested her chin on Leng Yizhen's shoulder, tilted her head slightly, and stuck out her tongue to lick Leng Yizhen's neck.

"Hmm..." Leng Yijiao was caught off guard by the lick, his body softened, and he almost lost his footing.

Mo Yu took the opportunity to wrap her hands around Leng Yizhen's slender waist, turned around, and pressed Leng Yizhen's entire upper body on the table.

"Mo Yu, what are you going to do?" Leng Yijiao looked at Mo Yu and asked with a trembling voice.

"Give me to you." Mo Yu solemnly said, lowering her head, catching Leng Yizhen's soft lips.

"Hmm..." Leng Yijiao was kissed so weakly that he accidentally knocked the white jade wine cup on the table to the ground.

"Mo Yu, you drank too much." Leng Yizhen pushed Mo Yu away with all his strength, his almond eyes were full of lust.

"I don't, I know exactly what I'm doing." Mo Yu slowly straightened up, a pair of knuckle fingers climbed onto the button of the neckline, and began to unbutton it.

Leng Yizhen was still lying flat on the table, her heart was beating violently, trying to suppress the desire that was aroused.

"Xian'er, don't you want it?" Mo Yu looked at Leng Yiyao affectionately with her phoenix eyes, full of tenderness.

"I...not very good at it." Leng Yizhen also straightened up, leaned closer, and kissed Mo Yu's neck.

"Let me.....teach you..." Mo Yu raised her chin slightly, matching Leng Yiluo's kiss.

Leng Yizhen was extremely nervous, while kissing Mo Yu, he unbuttoned Mo Yu's gown at the same time.

"Xian'er, let's go to bed." Mo Yu pushed Leng Yiyao away forcefully, with some tears on her eyelashes, her voice was a little unsteady.

"Okay." Leng Yizhen nodded heavily.

The rain outside the house was getting heavier and heavier, and some raindrops hit the glass windows and floated into the house.

The snow-white bed curtain hung down on the head of the bed, blown up and down by the wind.

"Ah!" Mo Yu arched his back reflexively, tightly gripped the bed sheet with both hands, and cried out in pain.

All the buttons of the gown have been unbuttoned, exposing the delicate collarbone.Bean-sized raindrops rolled down his forehead one by one, and Mo Yu bit his lower lip hard, almost tearing his lip.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Leng Yizhen quickly withdrew his hand, looked at Mo Yu guiltily, and said with self-blame, "Did I hurt you?"

"No." Mo Yu smiled, grasped Leng Yijiao's right hand, and put it back on her lap again.

"Or? Let's forget it." Leng Yizhen looked at Mo Yu, asking for advice.

"Xian'er, I want to be completely yours." Mo Yu sat up while speaking, wrapped her hands around Leng Yiluo's neck, and kissed her on the other's earlobe.

Leng Yizhen couldn't restrain her lust anymore, she pushed Mo Yu down on the bed, and pressed her whole body onto it.

The two people on the bed explored bitterly, and finally completed the transformation by instinct.

"Hmm..." Mo Yu groaned again, and collapsed on the bed, her chest heaving violently.

Leng Yizhen looked down at the blood on his fingers, his right hand couldn't stop shaking, and tears fell from his face.

Leaning over, Leng Yizhen hugged Mo Yu tightly in his arms, kissing the tears at the corners of Mo Yu's eyes continuously.