Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

Si Mo rushed back to Prince Zheng's Palace as fast as he could, but was still a step too late in the end.

Xiao Su had returned before him, and his face was very gloomy because he didn't see Si Mo.

"Where did you go?"

At this time of year, Si Mo would either be lying on the bed or enjoying the breeze in the mansion. After more than ten days of travel, Si Mo felt that there was nothing interesting in the capital.

It has been a long time since he last left the house alone, except when he was with Xiao Su.

Although Xiao Su had been coaxed into accepting Si Mo's capture in Yunshui Pavilion last time, he still had some resentment in his heart.

His mao mao should not be shown to outsiders. If possible, he hoped that Si Ma could stay in the mansion all the time.

Even if he sacrificed some morals and acted coquettishly to Si Mo and said that it was for him, Si Mo would soften his heart and agree.

Xiao Su didn't want to raise a canary, but this was only possible as long as Si Mo was obedient.

"Go buy some osmanthus pastry." Si Mo took out the things behind him and placed them in front of Xiao Su.

He lied without blushing or beating his heart. This thing is just a phrase that was used temporarily to make up for it.

"If you want to eat it, you can ask the servants to buy it. And I remember you don't like osmanthus cake." Xiao Su smiled wryly.

Si Mo is a bit lazy, so how could he possibly move on his own?

Xiao Su sighed: "To be honest, Momo."

"It's the truth," Si Mo continued, "I bought it for you."

"Last time we were hanging out together, we had peach blossom pastry and osmanthus pastry, and you took one extra bite of this."

"I thought you liked it, and I felt it was insincere to ask a servant to buy it, so I went out 'personally'."

I don’t know whether people believe it or not, but Si Mo has used up his lifelong acting skills.

Xiao Su looked at Si Mo silently for a while before saying, "Actually, I don't like to eat any of them."

"Just because..."

That's what you feed.

"Oh," Si Mo saw that Xiao Su's expression had relaxed a little, and knew that he might have gotten away with it: "Then I won't go next time."

Si Mo walked over to Xiao Su and sat down. After thinking for a while, he stood up again and simply sat directly on Xiao Su's lap, hooking his arms around his neck and burying his chin in Xiao Su's shoulder.

"If I say that I need to go to the harem, getting close to Jun Yuancheng is a necessary step. But I promise that I will never betray you," Si Mo said in a deep voice, "Xiao Su, do you believe me?"

Si Mo didn't want to hide it from him.

He felt the hand holding him from behind stiffen for a moment, and he didn't know what Xiao Su was thinking.

"I believe you," Xiao Su said after a long while, "but Momo, do you have to go?"

Xiao Su didn't ask Si Mo for the reason, he just asked at the end.

Si Mo hummed.

"I'll kill him."

"Whether it's your fault or not, Jun Yuancheng won't live long."

Si Mo was stunned for a moment, then realized that Xiao Su was telling him his original plan.

It turned out that Xiao Su had no intention of hiding anything from Si Mo.

"But hurry up, Momo, you know I can't bear it for too long."

Xiao Su's attitude was half tacit, and he gave Si Mo a few instructions on what he could and could not do, such as not allowing him to get within ten steps of Jun Yuancheng.

Si Mo curved his lips and agreed: "Okay, when I finish what I should do, I will kill Jun Yuancheng for you without you having to do anything."

Si Mo's look didn't seem fake. Hearing that, Xiao Su raised his eyebrows, put one hand around the boy's waist and fiddled with his hand with the other: "Mo Mo is so powerful?"

These hands are white and clean, how could Xiao Su let them be stained with blood.

Si Mo raised his head slightly and replied proudly: "Of course."

For him, nothing is easier than killing.

The two of them sat hugging each other for a while. Si Mo adhered to the principles of 'I've already bought it' and 'It would be a waste if I don't eat it', so he opened the bag of osmanthus crisps and took one. The crumbs of the crisps hung at the corner of his mouth, and Xiao Su naturally kissed them off.

Even though they come into contact every day, Si Mo still gets embarrassed by this subconscious little action.

In order to praise Xiao Su for being so obedient today, he moved closer with a little shyness and whispered in Xiao Su's ear: "Husband, I allow you to be a little fierce tonight."