Seize My Boyfriend - B35 (15)

How could Yangyang’s request be bad?

Zhang Junxin stood up first and then helped Yangyang up. Then he went to the pillow and took out the piece of white silk, and tied it with his own hands, “Is it tight?”

“It’s okay.” Mo Zhiyang replied in a mumble.

Knowing that Yangyang was shy, Zhang Junxin didn’t say anything. After tying him up, he asked the slaves from outside to come in and serve him.

Songxiang is back today.

Seeing the noble man and the young master getting up from the same bed, he couldn’t help but pouted. I am afraid that people will be unhappy and keep my mouth shut. Forget it, the noble man and the eldest young master are still a good match.

“Yangyang, come and wipe your hands.” Zhang Junxin was considerate.

Mo Zhiyang blushed and enjoyed Lao Sepi’s service. When the warm and moist cloth rubbed against the back of his hand, he subconsciously wanted to pull it back but was tightened, “You.”

“I’ll help you.” Zhang Junxin was very cautious, fearing that the jade-like skin on his hand would become red. , laughed dumbly and said, “This hand should be used for writing poetry and painting.” It should also be holding my thing and moving it carefully.

really beautiful.

Mo Zhiyang allowed Zhang Junxin to do what he did and did not resist.

On the other side, when Song Xiang got up and wanted to serve the eldest young master, she found that the door had been opened, and she was a little nervous, “You guys, what are you doing?” The eldest young

master didn’t have me, so why did he let others serve him?

“The master is inside.” A maid stopped Song Xiang who was about to go in. “Everything has a master. You wait outside first.” “But,

I am the eldest young master’s book boy!” Song Xiang’s eyes turned red. Unexpectedly, He would actually be robbed of his job.

For so many years, Songxiang has been following the eldest young master. For ten years, there were only Songxiang and the eldest young master. Being stopped outside for the first time, Song Xiang was so aggrieved that she almost cried.

Why is it happening like that?

“I’ll just do it myself.” Mo Zhiyang was obviously not used to being close to others. He turned his head slightly to avoid the hot breath coming too close.

But Zhang Junxin was not willing to let Yang Yang go. He deliberately moved closer and rubbed his skin under the guise of dressing. When he was adjusting his collar, his fingertips accidentally touched the back of his neck.

It breaks at the first touch, and you don’t know if this person did it on purpose.

“Sir.”

Mo Zhiyang could bear it before, but the hand lingering around his waist when tying the belt was really too much. Finally he couldn’t help but said, “Sir, I’d better do it myself.”

“Yangyang, why do you still call me sir?” Zhang Junxin refused to let go of the slender waist in his hands. These two hands were so slender that if they hit each other, How about folding it?

“You, please let go first.” The red silk could only block the eyes, but it could not block the hot and red cheeks. Mo Zhiyang wanted to push the man away, but in the end he could only rest his arm on the man’s arm.

Zhang Junxin became more serious and pressed the person’s waist into his arms, “Yangyang should call me Junxin, or call me by my name, Song Ji.” After that, he brought the person’s hand to his mouth and kissed it.

The soft touch on his hand made Mo Zhiyang want to retract, but he was held tighter, “Let go of me first.” ”

Call me Junxin, okay? I often think that when Yangyang calls my name, it must be pleasant to the ears.” “Zhang Junxin wants to hear it.

Mo Zhiyang pursed his lips slightly and said nothing.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, and finally someone compromised.

“Jun Xin.” Mo Zhiyang whispered the word, the sound coming out from his lips and teeth was very small, but the two people were close enough to hear it.

“Your gentle words are enough to smooth over the uneven first half of my life.”

Zhang Junxin took the person into his arms, “Oh.” This sigh, I don’t know if he was sighing about the bumpy first half of his life, or sighing about the current situation. satisfy.

Hurt by these words, Mo Zhiyang felt a little sorry for Lao Sepi. There was no more struggle and he was hugged tightly quietly.

Xin Er, who was waiting on the side, was surprised: this master has never had a sweetheart, nor a person to sleep with, so how come his love words are so touching when he speaks.

Not only did he coax the blind young master into a daze, but even Xinji felt how affectionate this was. Is this the benefit of reading?

It seems that I still need to read more, otherwise I won’t even be able to talk about love.

Those slaves were all accustomed to being arrogant and decisive in killing their masters. It was rare to see such a gentle side, and every one of them felt as if they had seen a ghost.

“Let go of me first.” If he continues to hug me like this, Mo Zhiyang doesn’t know when he will have breakfast, and he will starve to death.

Zhang Junxin said again, “Call me Junxin from now on.” After saying that, he let go.

The belt is tied tightly, making the waist slimmer.

Zhang Junxin raised his eyebrows at this. Yang Yang didn’t eat much on weekdays, so why was his waist still so thin? His eyes fell on the perky buttocks, and he suddenly became enlightened.

“I see.”

“What?” Mo Zhiyang was a little surprised when he heard this.

“Nothing.”

Zhang Junxin didn’t dare to tell the truth. If Yangyang knew his true thoughts, he might not want to be with him anymore.

“I asked someone to prepare a meal for us to eat together.”

Song Xiang was brought in during the meal. As soon as he broke in, he saw the noble man doing his work thoughtfully. I felt even more aggrieved as I picked up vegetables and porridge for the eldest young master.

He is obviously the eldest young master’s book boy, but why was his job taken away in just one day?

“Young Master.” Song Xiang said aggrievedly.

“You’re here.” Mo Zhiyang heard the grievance in Song Xiang’s tone, but just pretended not to notice it, and asked with a smile, “Are you feeling better?”

Song Xiang said, “You are feeling better. In fact, you no longer had any pain yesterday.” As he spoke, he wanted to pick up some food for the eldest young master, but he was glared back by the noble man.

The look seemed to cut him, and Song Xiang did not dare to step forward.

“That’s good.” Because Mo Zhiyang was blind, he didn’t notice the undercurrent between the two of them, so he lowered his head and ate in peace.

When Xiao Bailian was cooking, she had a bravery that didn’t care about the life or death of others. She only cared about eating and didn’t care about anything else.

“Do you want to eat more?” Zhang Junxin took the empty bowl, and he didn’t know how many bowls Yangyang had to eat before he was full.

“No.” Mo Zhiyang shook his head.

Zhang Junxin silently wrote down: At least five bowls are enough to be considered full. In the future, he will have to ask the small kitchen to prepare Yangyang for two people, so that he will be full.

“Yangyang, the weather outside is nice. Do you want to go for a walk? I’ll accompany you.” Zhang Junxin took Yangyang’s hand without authorization and wrapped it with his big palm, trying to protect him in the same way.

Block those weird assassinations.

“Okay.” If you walk a hundred steps after a meal, you can live ninety-nine times. Mo Zhiyang decided to live a long life, so of course he had to take good care of it.

“Songxiang, my bamboo stick.” Mo Zhiyang reached out his hand, and the next second his hand was grasped by a warm hand.

“You don’t need that dead thing if you have me.” After saying that, Zhang Junxin held the person in his arms and held him half in his arms. “I’m holding you, and I can also tell you about the surrounding environment.” Mo Zhiyang did not refuse this time

. , “Yeah.”

Even Zhang Junxin felt that since Yangyang called his name, the relationship between the two seemed to have taken a further step. This development made people happy

. The two of them went out. The morning sun was not very hot, and there was wind today, so the weather was quite warm.

“Yangyang, what do you like? I’ll change the plants outside to what you like. Gardenia or jasmine?” Zhang Junxin led the person and walked slowly.

Zhang Junxin was considerate and chose flowers with strong fragrance so that Yangyang could smell them even without seeing them.

“I can’t see it. Any flower is good, so this is good.” There should be no sunflowers in this era, so forget it, since you can’t see them anyway.

But Zhang Junxin didn’t think so, and he didn’t want to force Yang Yang. The two of them walked slowly along the corridor.

The years are quiet.

When the sun warms up, it takes away the remaining coolness from last night, leaving only the heat.

“How about we go back?” Zhang Junxin also felt a little hot.

“Yeah.” Mo Zhiyang nodded.

Zhang Junxin has been particularly busy these days, trying to find out who is going to attack Yangyang. He doesn’t want to say that it is not safe for Yangyang to be alone in the palace.

Song Xiang felt uncomfortable at first, but she has gotten used to it these days. I always feel that noble people are not as cold and unattainable as they appear on the outside.

In front of the eldest young master, he is as clingy as a dog.

After Song Xiang finished serving the tea, she secretly glanced at the young master who was being forced into the nobleman’s arms. She couldn’t help but struggle. But the nobleman caught him peeking and glared at him again.

“Yangyang, your book boy always looks at me, which is scary.” Zhang Junxin opened his mouth with this pitiful tone.

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

Mo Zhiyang sighed helplessly and knocked off the hand around his waist. “Songxiang just thinks you are clingy. It’s not intentional.” How could

Zhang Junxin not know whether he had intentions or not? He was painting before It was already visible when we were in the hut.

“Yangyang, do you pay attention to that book boy?” Zhang Junxin was murderous.

But loyal servants are everywhere in the palace, and it’s easy to replace them. She just had to take Yangyang’s feelings into consideration. Although Songxiang was stupid, she followed Yangyang for a long time.

“Yeah.” Mo Zhiyang knew what Lao Sepi meant.

Lao Sepi was afraid that he would take action against Song Xiangga, but Mo Zhiyang didn’t want Song Xiangga now, let’s see how far he can go.

In this case, Zhang Junxin put away his murderous intention.

“Yangyang, why do you care about him so much, but you can’t care about me? I’m going to make a fuss.” Zhang Junxin used the topic to make a bold move and kissed Yangyang boldly this time, holding Yangyang’s lips together and biting them.

“Uh!”

Mo Zhiyang was startled. Is Lao Sepi finally going to take action? I’ve been acting like a gentleman these days, and I’m finally going to take action, right?

Excusing the kiss, Zhang Jun untied his belt and said, “Breathe!” Afraid of suffocating the person to death, he quickly let go of his mouth and said, “Yangyang, you need to breathe after we kiss you.” Mo Zhiyang said with a

sigh With a look of confusion and tenderness on his face, he shook his head and said, “I can’t.” There

was still saliva hanging from the corners of his mouth. This soft and deceptive look would make a saint move when he saw it.

Sure enough, the next second Xiao Bailian found that her diaphragm was even harder.

“Then let me teach Yangyang, okay?” Zhang Junxin’s eyes were filled with emotions that Mo Zhiyang couldn’t see, but he still pretended to be gentle and comforting, just to deceive the blind young master into not seeing his emotions at this time.

Although the big bad wolf’s eyes were ready to swallow the rabbit, he could still pretend to be gentle and said,

“What, how do you teach me?” Mo Zhiyang tightened his grip on Lao Sepi’s shirt.

She was panting from being kissed, and her weak body could not withstand such plunder, so she was breathing heavily.

“Since Yangyang is determined to learn, then I will teach him well.” Zhang Junxin couldn’t hold it anymore. In the past few days, apart from being friendly and secretly eating some tofu, he had done nothing radical. After holding it in like this, the saint

also If you can’t hold it back, let alone Lao Se Pi.