Seize My Boyfriend - B7 (4)
Mo Zhiyang, who was pressed to the ground, was not surprised, and even knew who it was.
“Qiansheng!” Seeing him, Mo Qiansheng subconsciously pushed the woman out of his arms, stood up, and put on a strict father’s airs, “You didn’t practice hard, why did you come here?” After Mo Qiansheng tidied up his clothes
, , just walked in, glanced at the people on the ground, and made sure nothing happened. He breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly stepped forward to salute, “Father.”
Jiang Jinling gathered the outer gauze on her body, and hid behind Mo Qianqu, not daring to be presumptuous.
“I’ve just heard about this, so I’m here to explain.” Mo Gansheng waved the two servants away, “The food box was sent by Miss Jiang before. Ah Zhu came over and thought it was a pity, so she gave it to Mo Zhiyang. He didn’t steal it, and as for the thunder robbery, it should have been hacked in the wrong place.”
The first thing, Mo Qianqu can still understand, but for the thunder robbery, “I hacked in the wrong place?” Is that all right?
“I happened to build the foundation just now, so it must have alarmed the sky thunder, but I didn’t know the wrong place.” At this time, Mo Gansheng’s palms were sweaty.
He is not good at lying, he hangs his head nervously, and dare not look directly at his father.
“You have built the foundation?!” Mo Gan was stunned. After observing it, it was indeed the case. He had practiced for fifty years, and he was only in the early stage of consecration. It was only obtained by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in Haotianzong before, but it was still the entire Mo family. The cultivation is the highest.
The fortune teller said that he was born as a fairy bone, sure enough!
But as if thinking of something, he suppressed the joy that climbed up his face, “Even if you build a foundation, you must cultivate hard. In two months, you will go to Haotianzong. There are so many talents in that sect, you must not be complacent.”
“Yes, father, I want Mo Zhiyang to be my boy, please allow me?” Mo Gansheng took the opportunity to ask.
But as a servant, Mo Qianqu doesn’t need to spoil the child’s interest, “Yes, but you can’t waste your cultivation.”
Mo Zhiyang followed the protagonist and left. He didn’t panic just now because he expected that Mo Gansheng would come to save him. The cake was theirs. delivered.
The theft and lightning strikes, rumors are raging, the protagonist’s ‘straight’ temperament will definitely not sit idly by, that’s why he dares to be so relaxed.
But according to the plot, he built the foundation half a month ago, but he just kept it a secret, trying to hide his clumsiness, and suddenly blew himself up today, which is a bit strange.
The two went up the stone bridge one after the other, Mo Gansheng suddenly stood still, turned around and looked at the young man with his head down, “Zhiyang, I’m sorry.” ”
Huh?” Mo Zhiyang raised his head, “Master Gansheng?”
Feng Dang The eyeballs on the water surface also blow away the love in Mo Gansheng’s heart, “I gave you the food box, but it caused you trouble. Besides, I didn’t treat you like a human being, but life in the outer courtyard is not easy.” Follow
me By my side, if I can protect you, I will protect you.
“I’m indeed a servant, and it’s the same wherever I go, so I’m the one who has to thank Master Qiansheng.” Mo Zhiyang knew that at least he wouldn’t starve if he followed him.
A sentence of dry begets the young master, which draws a clear distinction between the two classes.
“When you come to our courtyard, you don’t have to wait. What you want to do and eat, just tell the manager.” Mo Gansheng set his eyes on his slightly rough hands and held back his movements.
Mo Zhiyang understands that if someone gives you face, you don’t want to show your face, and nodded, “Thank you, Master Gansheng.” After returning, he packed up
a few clothes, and was taken to Mo Gansheng’s Fuxianju by the steward. Very nice yard.
Everyone said that Mo Zhiyang was a blessing in disguise, but he didn’t expect to be able to serve Young Master Qiansheng and get such a good job.
When Mo Zhiyang arrived at the prepared room, it was indeed much better than before. He put the booklet in front of the bed, and then went to help clean it until night.
There are two large courtyards in and out of Fuxianju. Mo Gansheng lives in the main house in the middle. There are few flowers in the courtyard, but more sweet-scented osmanthus. The leaves fall like rain in late autumn, and the bluestone slabs are covered with withered yellow in the blink of an eye.
Holding the fallen leaf rake, I gathered the leaves into a pile, the yard was clean, and the bluestone slabs were filled with the setting sun.
Mo Zhiyang raised his head, dazed for a moment, not knowing that the setting sun on the other side of the sky was waiting for the returning bird.
“Ayang, Ayang!”
Called back to his senses by a girl’s charming voice, Mo Zhiyang hurriedly put down the rake, “Azhu!
” I have been looking for you often.” Azhu smiled coquettishly, and the drop-shaped red flower tin on her forehead also became lively.
Mo Gansheng brought him something to eat, a large food box was piled full, and as soon as he stepped into the yard, he saw two people chatting and laughing happily in the corridor.
The light laughter, listening to the others, also touched the heart with honey, but in Mo Gansheng’s heart, the honey turned into bitterness: If Zhiyang wants to like it, he should also like Azhu.
He quietly left with the food box.
At night, when the moonlight hung the curtain under the eaves, Mo Zhiyang slipped out with his things.
With a wave of consciousness, Han Jingbai opened his eyes, propped himself up and just sat up when he came.
“Master?”
Mo Zhiyang pushed open the door, seeing that he was still there, he was relieved, a student was actually worried that the teacher would skip class, maybe this Han Jingbai taught physical education.
“Here?” Han Jingbai rarely sat upright, his long hair was loose and untied, his face was pale, and his appearance was as beautiful as snow.
“Here we come.” Mo Zhiyang responded, opened the bead curtain and walked to the bed, took out the hidden oil paper bag, “Master, you are weak, this is a chicken leg, please fill it up.
” Flushing over with oiled paper, Han Jingbai frowned slightly, raised his eyes to see his eyes full of stars, secretly looking forward to it, and loosened his brows, “I’m bigu.” The ability to observe words and expressions has reached home, just now when he frowned for a moment, Mo Zhiyang saw that he knew that he was
not Like, “Then I’ll go out to eat by myself.”
Then he turned and went out of the house, sat on the steps outside the door, and ate chicken legs under the moonlight.
Han Jingbai propped himself up and got out of bed. He was wearing a white robe hanging down to the floor, and he walked slowly to the door. Seeing him sitting on the steps with his back to the door, he asked with his hands on the door frame, “Have you ever dreamed?” “Have you ever dreamed?
” ” Mo Zhiyang swallowed the chicken leg, turned to see that he was able to walk, “Eh?” A little surprised, thought he was paralyzed.
Han Jingbai stepped over the threshold and walked behind him, “What did you dream about?”
“I dreamed of pickled fish, boiled pork slices, stinky tofu with hot and sour noodles, and green tea and small green tea.” After finishing speaking, Mo Zhiyang looked up with emotion Looking at Chuyue in the sky.
It is said that thousands of miles share beauty, and even the moon is different in different planes.
“Cough cough—” Han Jingbai covered his mouth and coughed, bent over slightly, and the long hair behind him slid to his chest, his cheeks were reddish from the cough, showing a little sickness, “Do you like green tea?” “Well
, Happy.” Mo Zhiyang finished eating the chicken legs, burped, wrapped the bones in oiled paper, and put them back in his chest, “Can I practice that set of exercises?” Han Jingbai was a little surprised by this question, ”
You Have you never read that book?”
“No, I’ve been confessing.” As he spoke, Mo Zhiyang took out the booklet from his arms, and handed it to him with both hands, “It hasn’t been opened.” Sure enough,
Han Jingbai knew that if he After seeing what’s inside, he must be annoyed, “Forget about it today.”
Mo Zhiyang was stunned, didn’t he agree to teach the exercises, and got anxious, “Ah? I didn’t take a bath and fast, did I burn incense and change clothes? How about I find a pool to clean it now?”
If you procrastinate for one day, you will finish the task one day later.
Standing for so long took a lot of energy, Han Jingbai stood up straight, “I’m a little tired today.” Saying that, he turned around and helped the door to step over the threshold.
“Master, you can’t do it!” So weak, can you really help yourself? Mo Zhiyang began to doubt, but didn’t realize anything.
“Cough-cough–” Han Jingbai choked with anger at this sentence, turned his head and glanced: “I’ll let you see, will it work?”
Seeing his gaze, Mo Zhiyang suddenly felt his scalp tingling and his back feeling cold. He always felt that something had happened, “Master, let me help you go in and rest, hahaha.” He laughed a few times and prevaricated
.
Han Jingbai stretched out his hand, slowed down the force, and said, “Come back tomorrow night, don’t forget to take a shower and
change your clothes.” After wiping it clean, he stretched out his hand and touched his slightly cool skin.
His heart felt as if he was being grabbed, and a picture flashed in his mind, he let go of his hand in fright, and took half a step back.
“What’s wrong?” Han Jingbai sensed something was wrong with him.
Mo Zhiyang avoided his gaze, lowered his head, “It’s nothing.”
Just for a moment, it felt very familiar.
After saying goodbye to him, Mo Zhiyang was still a little nervous, and went back to his room to rest, but he couldn’t fall asleep anyway, and kept his eyes open until dawn.
Finally, on the second night, Mo Zhiyang went to the small courtyard with the pamphlet in his arms.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I found that the door lock was unlocked. This place has always been locked, and the key should be with the old pervert.
Thinking of that old pervert, Mo Zhiyang’s expression changed: Could it be that he is going to attack the little beauty?
Fuck, Mo Zhiyang looked at the door lock, and already made up a picture in his brain: the little beauty was disheveled and shouted in horror: Come here again, I will call for help!
The old pervert rubbed his hands squintingly and stepped forward: No one will come to rescue you even if your throat is broken.
Who can bear this!
But in fact, the house is very depressing.
Mo Qian knelt down in front of the bead curtain, “Thank you, Your Majesty, for helping my son build the foundation.” ”
Ahem…step back.” Han Jingbai leaned on the pillow. The person who will be waiting tonight is Xiangxiangruan Soft little apprentice, not this old thing.
Mo Qianqu didn’t dare to do anything wrong, he bowed and stepped back to close the door.
Mo Zhiyang was holding a stone that he didn’t know where to find, and was about to sneak in, when he heard the sound of the door closing inside, he was so frightened that he hid in the grass on one side.
Seeing him come out, with a smile on his face, he secretly screamed: “The little beauty’s innocence is not guaranteed!”
With grief and indignation, Mo Zhiyang walked with heavy steps, already thinking about how to comfort him.
Han Jingbai was very surprised, why did the little apprentice look at him with such a sympathetic look as soon as he came in, and sat up straight from the bed, “What’s wrong?” Shouldn’t he be sympathetic to his waist?
“Actually…” Mo Zhiyang took a deep breath, walked towards him in awe-inspiring manner, and put his hands on his shoulders, “Whoever has no hardships in this life, treat it as if you were bitten by a dog. Old dog! Master, rest assured, I understand!”
