Seize My Boyfriend - B7 (2)

In the dark night, a sudden cough came from the house, as weak as the withered lotus hanging in the pond in autumn, which would break when the wind blows.

Mo Zhiyang shrugged his shoulders, “There shouldn’t be ghosts inside, right?”

“You’re taking a fairy tale script, isn’t it normal to have ghosts? Don’t panic, I’ll read the Diamond Sutra and Jin Ping Mei for you, so go ahead.”

This system can’t do anything.

This courtyard is really dilapidated and dilapidated, surrounded by a courtyard wall in a square shape, weeds and dead leaves are trapped here, and there is only one room.

The door was closed tightly, and I didn’t know what was inside.

Mo Zhiyang swallowed his saliva, for the mission, he fought hard!

He walked up the steps slowly, tentatively lying on the door panel, and couldn’t see anything through the window paper, it was dark and blind.

“Cough cough—”

Ping Di coughed again, but Mo Zhiyang broke into a cold sweat from fright, and his hands trembled. Forget it, even ghosts and monsters inside must see him.

He pushed the door tentatively, but the door was just like the old man Pengci, and it opened with a slight push.

“Who is it?”

A weak male voice came, and Mo Zhiyang replied subconsciously, “It’s your father!” After answering, he felt something was wrong, and hurriedly covered his mouth!

“Ahem—”

But the answer was not rage, but a cough, which sounded like a sick person, and he would definitely not be able to beat him, so Mo Zhiyang bravely went in.

The room is not big, the entrance is a set of tables and chairs, the ear room on the left, and the bedroom on the right, separated by bead curtains.

Through the bead curtain, I borrowed some moonlight to look at the bed. It seemed that there was a person lying on the bed. He walked over, opened the curtain and was stunned, “Damn it, what brand of male ghost is it, so beautiful!”

The man on the bed, wearing a long white gown, probably because someone broke in, was lying on his side, with his arms supporting half of his body, his head poking out, and a strand of long hair slipped onto his chest.

The man is extremely beautiful, but he has a sick look, thin lips and pale, but deep and affectionate eyes, especially the tear at the corner of the eye, which is the finishing touch.

“Who are you?” The man hoarse, his voice was weak.

Mo Zhiyang has his own heart. If Bao Siyu knew that he would be jealous when he saw others staring blankly, he immediately restrained himself and said, “I’m here to borrow a baby.” “Baby?

” The boy with the curtain narrowed his eyes slightly, “What’s your name?” ”

Mo Zhiyang, don’t worry, I keep my word. After borrowing the treasure, I will definitely return it intact!” Mo Zhiyang said, still swearing He raised his hand and swore, “If you break your promise, let the emperor himself send thunder and blow me to pieces!”

For some reason, after hearing this, the man on the bed couldn’t help but twitched, “You are really devout. ”

“So what, borrow or not?” Mo Zhiyang was a little apprehensive, if he refused to grab it, what is the probability?

The man seemed to want to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a stream of blood spit out faster than words.

The beautiful man vomits blood, no matter how you look at him, he is so beautiful.

Mo Zhiyang was stunned for a moment. If he died, how would he find the baby? He quickly walked over to help him, “Are you okay? If you are angry with me, you don’t need to borrow it. There is no need to vomit blood.

” In other words, it is the big Benbian motorcycle.

“It’s okay.” The man seemed to be used to it, so he lay down on the bed with his hands, and when he looked at him at a close distance, he was taken aback, “I’ve seen your eyes.”

This guy is talking nonsense because he is a ghost ?

“I’m just here to borrow a baby, I don’t have anything else to offer.” Mo Zhiyang thinks that the people of the Mo family are stupid? Put this sick child in the town house?

He also said that the mysterious boss was the old and immortal patriarch who greedy his body, but he refused to obey him, so he was imprisoned here, and then he became depressed and became ill.

After brainstorming, Mo Zhiyang suddenly felt that he had solved the case, and he couldn’t help but feel sympathy for this poor little man.

“What baby do you want?” The man grabbed his wrist tightly, and suddenly frowned, “But, something that can reshape people’s muscles and bones?”

This guy is like Zhuge, he can guess right.

Mo Zhiyang wanted to pull his wrist back, but found that the sick man had great strength, “Yes, this junior wants to cultivate immortality. I heard that senior has a treasure that can make people rebuild their bones, so I want to borrow it.” “Nineteen years old

, It’s too late.” The man didn’t withdraw his hand, but gently stroked the skin of his wrist with his thumb, with the delicacy of a teenager.

Mo Zhiyang didn’t refute, but lowered his head instead, slandering in his heart: When you helped Mo Gansheng reshape his muscles and bones, he was already twenty-seven, why didn’t you see him dislike him.

If this way doesn’t work, he must find another way. Mo Zhiyang is not afraid of suffering, but his body is too weak.

“Ahem—”

The man coughed again, as if he couldn’t hold it anymore, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

“This little boy is pitiful, and the stone hammer is miserable.” Mo Zhiyang sighed, the head of the Mo family is extremely lustful, so far, all of the ten or so famous people are very beautiful, but compared to this man Yes, almost.

The wrist was held all the time, unable to break free and sympathetic, Mo Zhiyang didn’t struggle, so he just lay down on the side of the bed and squinted for a while.

In the middle of the night, the man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. This time his breath was much longer, and he was not as weak as before. He looked at the boy who had fallen asleep beside the bed.

Let go of the wrists that were restraining him, sit up with force, cut off a smear of moonlight, leaned over to take a closer look, and found that there was a red mark on his wrist, and he helped to rub the bruise away with some distress.

Outside the window, the clouds chase the bright moon, and the bleak autumn wind reminds me of my sorrow.

“Why did you forget about me?”

Before Mo Zhiyang could hear these words, they were torn to pieces by the night and scattered around.

When the cock crowed, Mo Zhiyang’s biological clock urged him to wake up. He opened his eyes and found that the man was still asleep. He carefully withdrew his hand and left the room quietly.

It took a lot of effort to climb over the courtyard wall, but it was too late, there was no food in the kitchen, so he had to go back to his dilapidated courtyard with hunger.

These side branches, just don’t need to serve others, in fact, they are no different from servants. You have to go to the kitchen to get food by yourself. If you are in a good mood, I will give you more. If you are in a bad mood, a steamed bun is common.

Just when Mo Zhiyang thought he was doomed to starve this morning, the savior came.

“Ah Yang!”

When he was about to fetch water, he suddenly heard someone calling himself. When Mo Zhiyang turned his head, he saw a girl in pink clothes jumping in, “Ah Zhu!” “They said

you didn’t go to the kitchen to get it today.” Dinner, I guess you must have gotten up late, so I brought you two plates of pastries!” Azhu smiled, and the two tassels of the double-ringed bun flickered.

This is simply sending charcoal in the snow!

“I thought I was going to be hungry.” Mo Zhiyang was overwhelmed with gratitude. It’s okay to suffer, but it’s definitely not good to starve. He took the food box and said, “I will remember your two plates of pastries forever.” Ah Zhu seemed to have forgotten something, and turned

around Looking back at the gate of the courtyard, “Brother Qiansheng! Why don’t you come in!”

Following Ah Zhu’s call, a young man in black clothes appeared and walked in slowly.

The person who came in was the protagonist of this plane, Mo Gansheng, who was talented and intelligent, with the highest cultivation level among the descendants of the Mo family, and also the inner court disciple appointed by the Haotianzong.

This plane is the story of him cultivating hard all the way, overcoming all difficulties, and finally ascending successfully, a typical male protagonist.

But Mo Zhiyang was not interested in him. When he saw someone coming in, he restrained his expression, bowed his hands in a respectful manner, “I’ve seen Master Qiansheng.” ”

You don’t have to be so formal.” The joy when talking with Ah Zhu, the heart is sour.

Azhu didn’t know the change in the atmosphere, she was innocent and kind, and said with concern: “Ayang, did you not have a good rest yesterday? You looked very bad.” “Maybe.”

Mo Zhiyang held the food box in one hand, and touched his own with the other cheek, thinking to himself: Could it be that male ghost sucked away his yang energy?

It took Mo Gansheng a long time before he could hold back a sentence, “Drink more hot water.” It was not enough, so he added, “Get more rest.” ”

Um… good.”

Mo Zhiyang thought he liked him , just deliberately unfamiliar, now seeing him as a straight man, how could he be bent? Think too much.

Azhu is the concubine daughter of Wu Niang, Wu Yiniang is favored, and she lives a good life. Four years ago, after she fell into the water, the original owner rescued her, and the two of them played together.

It was also because of her that I accidentally met Mo Gansheng, but he has been intentionally or unintentionally trying to intervene in the relationship between the three of them, but he doesn’t like to talk.

The three of them talked for a while, Mo Gansheng wanted to go back to practice, and would have to enter the Haotian School in two months, his father couldn’t hold it tight, so he had to take Ahzhu and leave.

“Brother Qiansheng, you urged me to come together to deliver cakes to Ayang, but in the end you refused to come in, even if you saw someone, you didn’t speak.” Azhu tilted her head, full of puzzlement.

Mo Gansheng pursed his lips and refused to answer.

After eating all the pastries, I put the empty food box on the table and went to work.

In the evening, the sun shone goldenly without hesitation, Mo Zhiyang relaxed his shoulders, and returned to his small broken courtyard after having a full dinner.

But on this table, a piece of paper appeared inexplicably. When I picked it up, I saw that the vigorous handwriting had never been seen before, and there was only one sentence on it: After the third watch, come to get the treasure.

“Get treasure? What? Released on bail pending trial?” Mo Zhiyang had just had a full meal, and his mind didn’t turn around for a moment.

System: “I guess it’s the boss who wants you to get the treasure.”

“Damn it! Am I going to open the gate of the fairy world?” As he said that, he quickly burned the note, at least not letting others know.

It was about the same time, Mo Zhiyang climbed over the courtyard wall with difficulty, and when he opened the door, it happened to be three o’clock.

“You are very punctual.”

This time, his voice was not as weak as last night. Mo Zhiyang walked over with a smile, opened the bead curtain, and saw him with long ink-soaked hair, leaning on the pillow.

Thank you for being amazed.

Mo Zhiyang smiled awkwardly, “Traditional virtue.”

The amazement in his eyes made the man very satisfied, “You want the treasure in the drawer, and get it yourself.”

“What?”