Seize My Boyfriend - B22 (7)

“Bah, what are you thinking about? Of course there is a certain reason for this, but the main thing is that An Chuci is a person I don’t want to mess with. He is as possessive as a wolf and has a deep scheming mind. He could be a weak and innocent person. .”

Mo Zhiyang thought and hugged his lap. It must not be a big problem to survive. Now that the basic tasks are completed, it is time to start the advanced tasks. “In this plane, the tasks are really not difficult, so let’s give them to the students. Let us show you how the weak can gain the upper hand.”

“I don’t believe it.” The system refuted his strange idea.

“You will believe it.”

After lying on the bed for a while, Mo Zhiyang got up and got dressed and went out for a walk. He had to see where this place was. The clothes he was given were a blue satin coat. If you look carefully, there were auspicious clouds and dark clouds. Pattern, this doesn’t look cheap.

It actually fits just right, with pants, leather shoes, and an emerald green camellia-style placket. Her hair is combed up, making her look more energetic.

Mo Zhiyang was not tall and wore a satin coat. He really looked like a pampered young master.

An Chuci was not the general of this city. He came from Guangxi City next door to attend the birthday banquet of the old city lord, so he lived in a small western-style building arranged here.

Although it is not particularly big, it is exquisite.

A typical building of the Republic of China, you enter the hall through the door. A corridor in the middle of the hall leads to the second floor, and it bifurcates on the left and right, leading to the rooms on the left and right.

There were two servants working in the house, and there were uniformed men standing guard with guns at the door. He was so afraid of slipping away.

“Master Mo.” A very sweet-looking man about eighteen years old, with two braids hanging on both sides of his chest. He was wearing a light blue floral maid uniform, black pants, and a white short apron.

Mo Zhiyang lifted the front of his coat, endured the pain in his back and walked down the stairs quickly, walked to the servant, reached out to take the rag in her hand, “Let me wipe it.”

“You are the young master, and you are not capable of such rough work.” The servant pushed Mo Zhiyang away, and after pushing him away, shook the rag several times, his disgust evident in his words.

“I, I’m not a young master.” Mo Zhiyang lowered his head, his voice choked with sobs, and the slightly longer sleeves of his coat were twisted, “I am also a servant.” Can a servant

wear this?

“Just do it if you want to.” Kingfisher handed him the rag and went to work in the kitchen.

Mo Zhiyang took the rag and rolled up his sleeves to wipe the table. He put one hand on his waist, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable.

When An Chuci came back from handling the matter, the young master was no longer in the room. He went out and went downstairs to look, and found that he was cleaning the table. “What are you doing?” “Me!” Mo Zhiyang saw

him coming down the stairs angrily. His legs were so frightened that he knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, “General, I don’t dare to spare me. I don’t dare anymore.”

An Chuci, who was still angry at first, lost his anger when he saw him like this. She only felt regretful that she shouldn’t have been so loud to him. She quickly went downstairs and stood in front of him, “What are you doing kneeling down? You are so afraid of death.” ”

I…” This question made Mo Zhiyang confused again. Tears burst out of her eyes, “I, I thought I did something wrong.” Her eyes were red, and she felt pitiful.

“You did nothing wrong.”

An Chuci took the rag from his hand, bent down and picked him up, then put him on the sofa and sat him down. He stood in front of him and took off his gloves, “Who said You’re going to do this kind of thing.”

“But, they say that only those who work hard can earn a living. I’m very hardworking.” As he said that, Mo Zhiyang was afraid of being abandoned, so he held his hand and said, “I can do everything, including laundry. Cook, serve tea, even beat me and I won’t make a sound.”

That young master, who was charming, innocent, and ignorant of worldly affairs, was turned into such a state by life. An Chuci was lying when he said he didn’t feel distressed. He pursed his lips and said nothing. Know how to comfort.

“You don’t have to bring tea and water, and you don’t have to wash or cook. Just do whatever makes you happy.” When talking to him, An Chuci was not cold or domineering, and unconsciously lowered his voice.

If it were louder, it would make me cry.

The adjutant looked on in amazement. General An was known as the living king of hell. He was decisive in killing and his methods were ruthless and deep in the city. Anyone who saw him frowning felt that something was wrong.

At this time, he was coaxing the servant with gentle words. He didn’t know what was going on. If Mr. Gu knew about this, he would definitely be angry to death.

“But if you don’t work, you won’t have food to eat.” Mo Zhiyang tugged at the corner of his clothes, looking like he was overwhelmed by emotion, “I’m scared of hunger.” “Afraid?

Then just stay well and don’t cause trouble for me. , there are servants for everything at home.”

An Chuci stood up and wanted to take the person into his arms, but his hands were so stiff that he didn’t know how to raise them. In the end, he only said, “Stay there.” But his tone was already gone. It’s a lot better, not as harsh and harsh as before.

The young master who used to be well-dressed and well-fed is now afraid of going hungry.

Carefully and tentatively hugging his waist, Mo Zhiyang closed his eyes to hide his proud expression: “Sometimes showing weakness doesn’t necessarily mean you are really weak. See if he still dares to yell at me.”

To be honest, the adjutant didn’t understand that Mr. Gu was better in appearance, temperament and knowledge than this Mo Zhiyang, but why General An didn’t like him.

Mr. Gu was also helpless. He had been in love with the general for eight years, but he still couldn’t win the general’s heart.

“I will be good in the future, don’t hit me, and don’t drive me away.” Mo Zhiyang cried with choked sobs.

In this regard, An Chuci just sighed, a little helpless, “Just be obedient.” But when it comes to hitting, that’s not necessarily the case, it feels like a peach, and it feels good after a few slaps.

This probably doesn’t count as a fight.

To comfort the young master, An Chuci really used all his patience to talk to him, coaxed him upstairs, and asked him to have a good rest and not do any menial work, so that he could feel at ease.

“General An, who are you?” The adjutant didn’t understand. “He looks very timid.” The

former General An hated such people the most.

“He wasn’t like this before.” An Chuci shook his head, “Although he was arrogant before, he was very cute. He looked domineering but actually he was kind-hearted. I shouldn’t be so serious to him.” He was frightened.

It would be nice to find him sooner.

“What should we do about Mr. Gu?” The adjutant couldn’t help but ask.

These words made An Chuci feel strange, and he frowned, “How does he have anything to do with me?”

Although he knew what Gu Ming was thinking, An Chuci never took it to heart, and only tried to save his life. The gratitude for his kindness gave him a way to survive, nothing more.

My heart had been warmed by the young master that night, and he had taken it away again, so there was nothing left to share with others.

Being silenced by these words, the adjutant did not speak again.

Yesterday was really a day of hard work. Mo Zhiyang didn’t sleep well. Now he fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed. He felt a heavy weight beside him in a daze. He rubbed his eyes and said, “I’m going to sleep down there.” “What are you doing?” An Chu said goodbye

. When he wanted to get up, he pulled her into his arms forcefully, “Stay well and don’t cause trouble for me.” “Do

you think I’m too crowded?” Mo Zhiyang also woke up, but his eyes were a little blurry just after he woke up. She put her hand on his chest, “I’m afraid I’ll disturb you.”

An Chuci helped him tuck the quilt in, “Just be a bed warmer.” He had wanted to do that for a long time.

Hearing this, Mo Zhiyang obediently crawled into his arms, “Then general, hold me.” ”

Yes.” The young master in his arms was frail, and he might have been suffering during the long period of growth. Like a baby, An Chuci hugged him tightly and said, “Go to sleep.”

“General, go to sleep too.”

Early the next morning, when Mo Zhiyang got up, he was already empty. He rubbed his eyes and got up and asked the system, “Where did Lao Sepi go?” ”

I’m not here to look after Lao Sepi for you.” The system was arrogant, Still brooding over the wrong bet.

Mo Zhiyang didn’t take it seriously. He got up, dressed and washed, and wanted to go downstairs. But when he turned to the stairs, he saw the tense atmosphere below.

For a moment, I didn’t know whether I should go down or not. This might not be a fight between the Young and the Dangerous.

“Major General Li, you brought someone here with a gun. You don’t know what you think is going on.” An Chuci sat on the sofa and looked at the young man sitting opposite.

“Why send troops to other cities? At this juncture, why don’t you give me the face of the Li family?” Li Qing didn’t expect that he would dare to take the risk to do that. In just two days, he destroyed a small town near Guangxi City. The city-state fell.

An Chuci held the black tea and blew the steam away from the noodles. “I think I’ve given you a lot of face. After all, I didn’t make trouble in Mucheng. Isn’t that enough?” “Then I want to thank you!” I didn’t expect him to be like

this

. Being daring, Li Qing’s eyes became sinister, “Don’t forget that this is Wooden City.” “Don’t forget that

Wooden City can also be my Wooden City if I want.” An Chuci took a sip of black tea and shook his head, ” The black tea here is not mellow.”

Li Qing slapped the table and said, “You!”

As soon as he slapped the table, a dozen people behind Li Qing raised their guns and pointed them at the opposite side.

An Chuci raised his hand slightly, and the man behind him also put the safety on his gun and pointed it at Li Qing.

Not giving in to each other.

Mo Zhiyang thought about it, why don’t he go back and sleep again. The water here is too deep, and he will pull out a gun at every turn. I can’t control it.

In response, the system said: Run quickly.

Turning around to go upstairs, there was a sound on the wooden stairs. Originally, both sides seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, but now other people appeared, and their guns were pointed at those who were going up the stairs.

“Uh~~” Big brother, big brother, I’m just passing by, so don’t point your gun at me.

“It’s you.” An Chuci was afraid of frightening him, so he quickly asked someone to put down the gun, “Why are you down?” They were all

discovered, and it couldn’t be justified without a show.

Mo Zhiyang fell down and sat down on the stairs, clutching the handrail of the stairs with a pale face, biting his lower lip and shaking his head, “I, I didn’t do anything, don’t kill me.” “It’s okay.” An

Chu Ci squatted in front of him, took off his gloves and pinched his chin, forcing him to let go of his lips, “Don’t bite.” It would be difficult to kiss if you bite your lips.

More than a dozen brothers looked at each other in confusion. What’s going on with General An? Why is he so tough and tender?

The adjutant said: Ask me quickly, I know what’s going on.