Seize My Boyfriend - B35 (3)

“Young Master, this one seems to be a good man.” Song Xiang couldn’t help but talk to this noble man.

He’s really good looking.

Mo Zhiyang frowned slightly: Good guy, are you starting to talk to him? Tsk, this damn general attack charm.

“It’s better not to bother him.” Although he wanted to lure people to Hua Lu, he still had to shirk him. This was Xiao Bailian’s style.

“No trouble, no trouble. The young master allowed my master and servant to take shelter here from the rain, and we should repay the favor.” Zhang Junxin was very smart and gave a reason that he could not refuse.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Mo Zhiyang nodded after hesitating and said, “Excuse me.”

“No need to bother.”

The next second, Zhang Junxin picked up the young man in green shirt.

This scene not only shocked Xin Qi, but also made Song Xiang open her mouth in fear.

“What are you doing!?” Mo Zhiyang was suddenly picked up. He was so frightened that the bamboo stick in his hand fell off and fell to the ground. His body reacted faster and subconsciously hugged Zhang Junxin’s neck.

“Lao Sepi?” Mo Zhiyang noticed when his hand rubbed the skin of his neck.

“Wuhu~~” The system’s guess was correct. Lao Sepi was the master of attack. I laughed to death. Sure enough, Lao Sepi never wronged himself.

Mo Zhiyang, who was picked up, struggled for a while and then stopped. The man stayed in Zhang Junxin’s arms in a daze, as if he didn’t expect what happened.

After regaining consciousness, he started struggling again, and now not only the tips of his ears were pink, “You, please let me go!” The

young man in green shirt never expected that this guest who was sheltering from the rain would be so bold.

Song Xiang looked on, feeling sad in her heart that the eldest son was so ignorant: This noble man is helping you.

“If you don’t want your shoes and socks to get wet, you must do this.” Zhang Junxin weighed the person and felt that it was so light. It is lighter than the lightest red tassel gun in the mansion.

“But…” Mo Zhiyang didn’t say anything in the end, enjoying Lao Sepi’s embrace with peace of mind.

I just deliberately keep the distance between the two people and don’t stick together. Although Xiaobailian wants to stick to it, she still has to maintain her persona and be reserved.

“Where is the painting house?” Zhang Junxin turned to ask Song Xiang.

Song Xiang was startled, then nodded and said, “Slave, lead the way.”

Xin Qi looked surprised, this master was so willing to help others? Afraid of some conspiracy, I picked up the bamboo stick on the ground and followed him.

Songxiang leads the way.

Hualu is not far from here, about a tea walk away. Just turn left on the main road and you will see a bamboo house hidden in the forest.

When the four of them arrived at Hualu, everyone except Mo Zhiyang’s feet were covered in mud. In ancient times, there was no cement road like in modern times. After it rained, everything was muddy.

“Thank you.” After Mo Zhiyang was put down, he was not used to having empty hands. He thanked the person first and then went to find the bamboo stick.

Zhang Junxin handed over the bamboo stick in Xinqi’s hand and squatted down, “Master Mo, can you borrow it here so that we can wash our shoes.” ” Well, Songxiang

will take them there quickly.”

You know what the master is planning, he probably wants to stay. Tsk, could it be that this master has taken a liking to the young man in green shirt?

But this young man is blind, which is not good.

Seeing that she could talk to this noble man, Song Xiang was filled with joy and shyly stepped forward and said, “This noble man, there is a well in the backyard. You can go and wash yourself.” “Yes.” Before leaving, Zhang Junxin couldn’t help but look at it again

. A glance at Mo Zhiyang.

After the two people left, Mo Zhiyang stood up with a bamboo stick and banged on the ground to find a way to the inner hall of the bamboo house. “I didn’t expect Lao Sepi to be the general attacker. Alas.” It was expected

. , not too surprising.

“Actually, as long as you don’t act like the host, Lao Sepi will not find a substitute, so don’t worry.” Originally, the system was worried that it could not find Lao Sepi.

Now that it’s okay, Lao Se Pi rushes directly to the host, so that he can protect the blind host.

“I don’t know when this blind eye will heal.” Mo Zhiyang sighed, he was used to having sound senses and suddenly going blind was a bit uncomfortable.

It must be hard for those who have difficulty moving and are always in the dark.

“I don’t know, it may be good or it may not be good.” The system is not sure, after all, the plot will be interrupted when it reaches the host, and it does not say whether the eyes will be good.

“It’s okay, don’t worry.” Mo Zhiyang still wanted to reassure the system.

Use a bamboo stick to find out that there is a screen in front of you. Then you slowly walk around the screen and walk to the inner room. Step by step, you explore with your toes and kicks to the footrest. Then you lean forward and touch, and then you slowly touch the edge of the bed.

“Host, what are you doing?” The system was curious.

“Change clothes and seduce the old pervert.” If I don’t leave any traces, then I, Bai Yueguang, have really failed. I must make the old pervert toss and turn, and I can’t stop. That’s why I am called Bai Yueguang.

Mo Zhiyang’s hearing was very sensitive at this time, and he could hear the subtle footsteps approaching quietly, and he could tell that it was not Song Xiang. If it were Song Xiang, he wouldn’t deliberately take it lightly.

The visitor was none other than Zhang Junxin, who had returned from the backyard.

Step by step, I walked closer and walked behind the bamboo screen. There was a gap in the bamboo screen. I peeked through the gap.

Mo Zhiyang sat on the bed, facing the screen, and slowly took off his robe, “It’s still wet.” He murmured to himself.

“Host, Lao Sepi is indeed peeking.” And his eyes almost straightened, the system was amazed. Sure enough, it has to be the host.

Mo Zhiyang knew that he took off his outer robe and threw it at his feet, then put on his inner clothes. After taking off his clothes, only a thin layer of obscene clothes was left. Because summer clothes are so light, you can see the slightly pink spots.

This beautiful scene was so picturesque that Zhang Junxin rolled his Adam’s apple unconsciously and found it difficult to look away.

There are as many beauties as the sand in the sea, but why are they not as beautiful as this blind young man?

Mo Zhiyang knew that the old pervert was peeking, so he put his hand on the last strap of the obscene clothes as he wished, thinking about whether to take it off, but it seemed that it was best if he still wanted to wear it.

Then he let go and found new clothes from the bed and put them on.

It was a pity that Zhang Junxin could not see the beautiful scenery he wanted to see. He frowned and gritted his teeth, wishing he could go forward and help the young master take off his clothes.

Let that body, which is as creamy as white jade, be displayed in front of you without any reservation, and then rub the young master into your arms.

Voices were heard not far away, and Xinqi was just asked to hold the boy back. He was afraid that the two of them had already washed themselves and couldn’t peek anymore.

After weighing the situation, Zhang Junxin escaped from the window.

Mo Zhiyang’s ears moved and he put on his clothes. Lao Se Pi, you can’t force yourself to run away. It would be boring to let the prey eat the meat in one go.

You must fish slowly, the meat is swaying in front of you, but no bite is allowed. It makes people greedy and makes them want to stop.

Then let him bite again and pull away. Let the prey have the consciousness of the prey and let the hunter take the initiative. This is what a Bai Yueguang should do.

poo.

Song Xiang almost ran over and found it strange that the noble man was not in the house. He didn’t say he was coming to get something just now, but why isn’t he here now?

“Young Master.” Song Xiang walked around the screen and saw the eldest young master changing his clothes. He was a little surprised, “Young Master, how can you change your clothes because you have never gotten wet?” “I

feel uncomfortable.” Mo Zhiyang said with a smile, “I thought. Have a cup of tea.”

“Okay.” Songxiang didn’t think much. After packing her clothes, she poured a cup of tea for the young master, then turned around and went to the well in the backyard to wash clothes.

She had never expected to meet a noble person washing feet here, and Song Xiang was so nervous that she could not speak.

“My lord, why are you here? I didn’t see you in the house just now.” Song Xiang mustered up her courage, hugged the clothes in her arms and walked over, her calves trembling.

For some reason, Song Xiang’s feet felt soft wherever she met him.

“Just came here.” Zhang Junxin responded casually, his eyes falling on the ball of green clothes. This was replaced by Mr. Mo just now. I wonder if it smells like him.

“Then, you wash, I’ll wash the clothes.” Song Xiang’s head was groggy, and she bent down and started to wash the clothes. He rolled up his sleeves to expose one wrist, but he remembered something and blushed but did not put down his sleeves.

Zhang Junxin and Danfeng stared at the wet green shirt. Unexpectedly, his eyes darkened. He immediately dropped the water ladle in his hand and turned around to go out.

“Hey, noble man.” Songxiang had no one to keep him.

Mo Zhiyang put on jiaocheng-colored clothes and was already sitting in front of the desk studying ink. Although he is blind, he can draw, and his specialty is ink painting.

When Zhang Junxin came back, he saw this scene.

The young master is like a jade, sitting in front of the book desk with his sleeves rolled up and studying ink. The ink blackens his jade-like fingertips. Zhang Junxin didn’t know why, but Mo Zhiyang was definitely not the most beautiful person he had ever seen, but she had a fatal attraction for him.

That kind of fatal attraction that no one else can give you.

As long as Mo Zhiyang was in front of him, Zhang Junxin could not tolerate other scenery in his eyes. Eyes full of Mo Zhiyang are all Mo Zhiyang.

“Who is at the door?” Mo Zhiyang had long been informed by the system that Lao Sepi was outside, but he never revealed it, and even pretended to show it to Lao Sepi.

Seeing that Lao Sepi never left, he seemed to be very satisfied with my pretense. Oops, he looks very handsome with his posture, but his back is sore when he sits upright. Come in quickly, you old man.

“It’s me.” Zhang Junxin was discovered and stopped hiding. He lifted his feet and went in. He had already put on clean shoes, which Xinqi had just brought.

“It’s you.” Mo Zhiyang put down the ink stick in his hand and listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer. He was almost there, so he subconsciously hid behind him, “You haven’t left yet?” “Not yet.” Zhang Jun believed half-

heartedly

. He knelt down and wanted to see what Mo Zhiyang’s eyes looked like. Some wonder whether it will be like spring flowers and autumn moon, or like the brilliant sun in the sky.

“Why haven’t you left yet?” At this moment, Mo Zhiyang could hear breathing very close to him. He turned his head slightly and clenched the bamboo stick in his hand, “But do you want to drink water?” “Yes, I want to drink water.”

Zhang

Junxin Look at the half-drunk cup of tea on the table. The tea lid has not yet been closed, half the cup is dangling in the tea cup, and the stretched tea leaves are still hanging on the wall of the cup.

Take a look and see if it was drunk by someone else or by this blind young man. So what does this cup of tea taste like? Thinking of this makes my heart itch.

The corners of Mo Zhiyang’s lips curled up and he smiled softly, “Shall I call Song Xiang to make tea for you? It’s just that my cottage is simple, so I’m afraid there won’t be any good tea for you.”