Interstellar Peak Glory

Li Shaoai kept thinking about how to connect with that side, but Mo Jiahua stood up impatiently, but his impatience never showed on his face.

"Your Highness, where are you going?" Li Shaoai asked.

Mo Jiahua put on his coat, and said: "This king is going out for a while, don't bother me."

Looking at Mo Jiahua's tall and straight back, Li Shaoai pursed his lips, feeling some doubts in his heart.

During this time, Mo Jiahua would disappear for a period of time every one or two days, and most of the time he would not return at night.

Li Shaoai still had some useful spies in the barracks, but according to what they said, Mo Jiahua was not in the barracks when he disappeared.

Not at home, not at work, where would it be?

Relying on Li Shaoai's sixth sense of being a hidden superhuman, he felt extremely uneasy and shaken in his heart. He couldn't help guessing that Mo Jiahua must have someone else outside, right?

No no, every night when Mo Jiahua was with him, he spent a long time with him. It is impossible for him to have the energy to go out to eat secretly.

Thinking of this, Li Shaoai's face blushed.

But soon, he recovered from his shy state—no, the ability of superhumans increases with the strength of his own genetic level. For a strong level like Megahua, I am afraid It is also possible to play songs every night.

Li Shaoai stood up anxiously, walked around the lounge a few times, hesitated for a while, and then dialed a number as if making up his mind.

"Hey, I need you to follow Prince Megahua and find out where he will go today."

"Oh?" The man chuckled and said, "Do you know what it means for you to make this call?"

Li Shaoai frowned, and said: "It's not just an equal price, what do you want me to do, just tell me."

The man said: "It's refreshing enough, but I'm not in a hurry now, so I'll help you find out the news first."

After a while, the people over there have traced the whereabouts of Mo Jiahua.

The moment Li Shaoai received the news, a ferocious expression appeared on his face, which completely destroyed the beauty that should have been there before.

"Okay, Lin Feitong, you shameless slut, you have already been kicked out of the house, and you still dare to hold on to His Highness." Li Shaoai scolded through gritted teeth, and slapped the table hard, full of anger .

He had vaguely thought that Mo Jiahua would not throw Lin Feitong away so easily and ignore him, but he did not expect that Mo Jiahua would hide that little bitch who betrayed him from everyone. People are kept outside.

As a local, Li Shaoai certainly knew how valuable the houses in that villa complex were!

A sense of jealousy and crisis welled up in his heart, Li Shaoai clenched his fists tightly, his mood fluctuated.

No, he can't let Lin Feitong continue to entangle with Mo Jiahua, maybe one day, Mo Jiahua will change his mind!

Li Shaoai rolled his eyes, and immediately decided to find a time to block Ling Feitong's door, and let him see how awesome he is!

Inside the small villa hidden in the golden house.

Ling Feitong put his arms around Mo Jiahua's neck, and his back was pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window. He turned around and pulled the curtain halfway.

The sky was dim, and Ling Feitong and Mo Jiahua came to the shadow place entangled.

"That's it, shouldn't you be able to see it from the outside?" Ling Feitong asked.

"Judging from their positions, it's already a blind spot." Mo Jiahua said, kissed Ling Feitong on the mouth, and hugged Ling Feitong's body tightly at the same time, "Hurry up and let me hug you, I haven't seen you for three days gone."

Ling Feitong was overwhelmed by Mo Jiahua's enthusiasm.

Ling Feitong laughed happily and said, "It's been three days, but it hasn't suffocated you, has it?"

Mo Jiahua's head was resting on Ling Feitong's shoulder, with a bit of grievance in his tone, he said: "Why didn't you suffocate, I was almost suffocated to death, you still have to talk to me about business affairs first, who are you in the heart of?" ?”

"Fuck, is it my fault?" Ling Feitong pushed Mo Jiahua and said, "Those little tails outside came with you, so don't care about me."

"If this king wants to throw them away, it's really easy." Mo Jiahua said dismissively: "This king just thinks that the time is almost up, and it's time to give that side a little stimulation. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. I can't take it any longer."

After being separated from Ling Feitong for such a long time, even if they could meet each other every few days to have an affair, it would not be able to make up for Mo Jiahua's displeasure at Ling Feitong not being around.

In addition, there is Li Shaoai beside him who is pestering him all the time... It's hard to describe, this feeling is hard to describe.

Ling Feitong remembered something, and poked Mo Jiahua's waist with his finger.

He said sullenly, "Your Highness, I've heard a lot about you and that new favorite recently. It's fine for him to enter the hall, but he is said to have slept on your bed? Let's talk about it first. If you really touch He hastened to confess."

"If you don't touch him, how can you make this scene more real?" Mo Jiahua said casually, when he saw Ling Feitong's raised knife, he quickly grabbed his wrist and pressed Ling Feitong's chest with his body, He smiled and said: "How could this king go to battle in person? There are so many shadow guards, and anyone who is caught is a good player in disguise. There is more than one person in this king's shadow, so I can't get my turn."

Ling Feitong suddenly lost his temper. He was stunned for a while, and couldn't help clicking his tongue: "Damn, you still have this kind of substitute?"

"Yes, it's just that no one can see it normally, and I won't use this kind of shadow easily."

"You are not lacking in morality, are you?" Ling Feitong didn't know what to say, he felt that Li Shaoai was quite sad, he was so young, he finally fell in love with someone, and was tricked.

Mo Jiahua hooked his lips, raised his eyes and asked, "Do you sympathize with him?"

Ling Feitong said: "It's a little bit, in my eyes, he is just a child."

"You are still a child." Mo Jiahua let go of Ling Feitong, closed the other half of the curtains, and said: "This king gave him a chance and a future, but he didn't cherish it himself. The king kept an eye out and sent someone to follow him, or maybe this king is not a half-scorpion, and now he may have become the second Di Lin—oh, there is no need to assume that the decisions this king makes now, I've almost blacked out myself."

"Pfft——" Ling Feitong suddenly became happy, and he heard that Mo Jiahua's tone was a little unhappy, so he walked over and put his arms around his waist from behind, and said, "I just said that casually, It is impossible for me to feel any special sympathy for him, Your Highness, you are so jealous."

Mo Jiahua sighed softly, and said after a while: "Tongtong, if we want to wear the crown, we must bear its weight first. In the current situation, either I will kill you, or you will kill me. Sometimes In order to achieve my goal, I do use all means, but even if you don't agree, I won't give up these methods..."

"I understand, I understand." Ling Feitong didn't expect that Mo Jiahua would really care about this kind of thing, he said a little funny but also a little bit distressed: "Don't forget, I am better than your way of playing with this kind of method." It’s shameful, so I just said it casually—oh, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn’t have said it.”

Mo Jiahua bent the corners of his lips imperceptibly, feeling the happy mood when his sweetheart tried every means to coax him.

The two stayed warm and sticky for a while, and finally started talking about the topic before the high blood sugar.

Ling Feitong leaned against Mo Jiahua's arms, ate the fruit that Mo Jiahua fed him, and said vaguely: "Jilun came to me two days ago, and he still started from the fact that you are a romantic, and it is impossible for you to treat me wholeheartedly. He wants to drag me into the gang, get you out of power with him, and turn you into my own sex slave."

Mo Jiahua snorted disdainfully, picked the biggest and reddest fruit from the plate, fed it to Ling Feitong's mouth, and said: "Sometimes this king really doesn't understand why they always treat you as a fool. "

Ling Feitong smiled for a while, and said: "Probably because the original owner of my body left such a deep impression on others, they thought Lin Feitong was a paranoid who was greedy for money and prone to extremes."

Mo Jiahua thought for a while, and said: "If it is replaced by Lin Feitong from before, it is indeed possible."

"I'll just say..." Ling Feitong swallowed the fruit, turned to look at Mo Jiahua, and said, "Just wait for the last straw that will break the camel's back. At that time, it will be logical for me to be their spy."

Mo Jiahua's eyes darkened slightly, and said: "It will come soon, and it will end soon."

This winter came early, night fell, and heavy snow fell outside the window. It didn't take long for the world to turn white.

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Jiahua drove away from the golden house.

Ling Feitong was wearing a coat left by Mo Jiahua, and leaned against the door to watch him leave. Not long after, Ling Feitong's terminal beeped.

Ling Feitong yawned, opened the terminal to look, and was taken aback for a moment, but then immediately raised the corners of his lips, and a cold light flashed in his eyes—[Li Shaoai led someone directly to your side, be careful Some. 】

Although Ling Feitong had already predicted that Li Shaoai would come to trouble him at some point, he really didn't expect that Li Shaoai would be so impatient. He just knew that Mo Jiahua hid him, and he couldn't even stop. Without stopping, he followed.

If it were him, he would have to wait for a while, observe the situation first, and then make a complete plan.

After all, Li Shaoai is too young, and his rank is too low. Such an opponent will make Ling Feitong feel meaningless at that time. However, since Li Shaoai took the initiative to send him to the door, Ling Feitong will never let him go easily.

Bored, Ling Feitong picked up the terminal and sent a message to Mo Jiahua.

-Your Highness, are you so relieved that I will meet your new lover alone?Maybe he brought a killer or something, I'm really scared.

- Don't worry, the king's shadow guards are not vegetarians, they won't put you in danger.

Ling Feitong raised his eyebrows after reading this sentence, laughed for a while, and looked around carefully.

He saw a large tree about ten meters high outside the house, and a certain cluster of leaves was trembling not in line with the wind direction.

"Tsk, there is really a stake." Ling Feitong raised his eyebrows and made a phone call.

"What, miss me?" Mo Jiahua passed through the terminal in a somewhat unserious tone.

Ling Feitong was amused, and said: "Your Highness, the hooligan style is not suitable for you, you should continue to follow the high-cold and abstinent route."

"Not at all." Mo Jiahua said.

Ling Feitong: "..."

He seriously suspected that Mo Jiahua had been assimilated to a certain extent because he had been with him for too long.

Ling Feitong found another shadow guard hiding place, and his original wandering thinking was pulled back.

"When did you get these people around me? Why don't I know?" Lingfei Tonghu asked.

It stands to reason that Mo Jiahua's Anbu has already been handed over to him, and Ling Feitong has already let the Anbu do its best, and has long been lurking beside different high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and absolutely did not send anyone to protect him.

Mo Jiahua said calmly: "They are not from the Anbu, they are my personal secret stakes, there are only seven people in total, I left four for you, and the other two went to deal with Li Shaoai instead of me."

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