The leader is crazy again [Through the book]

When Wen Qionghua realized what he had done, he really wanted to die, but suddenly, a hand slid all the way down his back, making his heart skip a beat, his back numb all the way, and then that The hand stopped on his lower back and squeezed it hard, he choked up in pain, the water droplets that had been swirling in his eyes finally flowed down, and he was short of breath for no reason.

Then, it was finally released, but Wen Qiong was only focused on gasping for breath, and the person who should be blamed couldn't care about it for a while.

But he could still see his eyes. Mo Daosang casually wiped the underside of his lips with the back of his hand, and the bright color was wiped away by him. Then, facing Wen Qionghua who was looking over, he raised his lips and smiled very contentedly.

Wen Qionghua didn't even dare to look at him now, why, Junhui learned these things, and when did he learn them, it's simply too... He really can't tell what happened behind.

"Lingyi." Mo Daosang called him softly. Seeing that Wen Qionghua was just awkward, he began to turn over the skirt of his clothes regardless of his embarrassment, and finally found a piece of handkerchief. He saw that the size was just right, and immediately started to replace it. He wiped the corners of his lips.

After wiping, he suddenly moved closer, and Wen Qionghua was so embarrassed that he stuttered: "Why, what?" The voice, obviously only kissed once, didn't make any sound at all, but it seemed to be begging for mercy all night It's so dumb that it's very itchy.

Wen Qionghua herself knew what might happen if this went on, so she immediately shut her mouth tightly and did not say a word.

Mo Daosang also came back to his senses after the turmoil, and continued to wipe his neck, saying: "It's a bit obvious, is there anything important for Ling Yi recently?"

It took Wen Qionghua a long time to understand what he was talking about, but because Mo Daosang was used to his prestige, no matter how annoyed he was, he still just turned his head away and ignored him.

Mo Daosang looked at his slender neck because of the tilted head, with water stains that hadn't been wiped off, with the bright red from the corners of his eyes, and his swollen lips so attractive, although he didn't touch his clothes , but it was no longer as neat and orderly as it used to be, and my mind, which had just rested for a while, floated again.

Feeling Mo Daosang's undisguised gaze on his neck, Wen Qionghua blushed again, she pushed the person away with the courage she didn't know where, and turned over to the side, only to find that her legs were limp when she touched the ground, standing still. It was not very stable and went straight to the side.

Mo Daosang immediately got up to help him, but Wen Qionghua took a few steps back, finally supported the wall and stopped shaking, then raised her head and said: "Junhui, I can do it."

Mo Daosang glanced up and down, and then looked at Wen Qionghua's face that seemed determined, and raised his eyebrows with interest: "Are you sure?"

Wen Qionghua slowed down for a while before nodding her head firmly. Mo Daosang had no choice but to sit back on his bamboo chair, but did not lie down: "Very well, I will watch you go."

Wen Qionghua no longer wanted to think about how he managed to walk out of the courtyard and return to his main hall, but the feeling of being closely followed by the eyes behind him might wake him up in anger at night.

After all, faintly, he always felt that there was something wrong with this.

Mo Taosang was happy to see Ling Yi's really interesting reaction, which was always calm, and he didn't say anything. When he got interested, he continued to make fun of it. Most of the time, he continued to hang out in Mingchun Stream. By the way, I picked up my good habit of listening to the corner again.

Although Mingchunjian's disciples seldom open their mouths, let alone talk behind their backs, they can't help but be young, and they can't help complaining a few words when they are impatient. Minato has a general understanding of the current changes in the arena.

In fact, there was no change, and Modausang expressed a little dissatisfaction with this.

"My lord host, another door will be opened today. Are you...really going to leave?" Xiao Yanzi said suddenly, startling Mo Daosang who hadn't heard his voice often recently.

After calming down again, Mo Daosang went to look at the warmer sunshine outside the window, lay lazily for a while and said, "Naturally."

He got up, pushed open the door, and walked towards the big tree in the courtyard that is now full of foliage: "Otherwise? Let Lingyi leave when she is completely reluctant? Your left guardian is probably going crazy."

Xiao Yanzi really doesn't want to say that if you don't say hello to the host and leave, the left protector will not be much better.

Standing under the tree, Mo Daosang could see the place where Wen Qionghua lived as long as he turned around. It was simple but meticulous, just like him.

To be honest, he quite likes Ling Yi's appearance and temperament. He has lived so close together for such a long time but failed to get it. He wonders if his charm is not enough, but think about Wen Qionghua's obsession with him It doesn't seem to be the case again.

Now that he is leaving, I really feel a little bit reluctant.

"Forget it, it's not like I can't find it when I go back." Mo Daosang suddenly said to himself, looking at the room and thinking, after all, each other's senses are not bad, so don't continue to harm others. I thought about a thought that was about to move in my heart, and then, without any lingering thoughts, I strode towards the main hall.

In the end, he stood on the edge of the small island, used his internal strength to raise his energy and stepped on the water.

His case has been solved long ago, so there is no restriction on his access. However, Ling Yi didn't tell him the details of the case, but Modausang, who knew who was probably involved, was very considerate and didn't ask. In fact, he was not interested.

It is also Mo Daosang who has often wandered around since his case was solved. The disciples are not as scared when they see him now, but what they can do is to salute from a distance and then turn around and leave. Song Siqi, who was born in the Devil's Cult, was no exception, so the closest person he got along with during this time was actually Chu Xiaoshao who also couldn't find a playmate, and then that Ang Mingzhi whom he was quite optimistic about.

Mo Daosang's encounter with Chu Xiaoshao was a matter that did not attract anyone's attention at all, except Wen Qionghua who was a little embarrassed and worried.

It's just that he can hide it if he wants to. Modausang has no hobby of directly destroying other people's plans.

Mo Daosang looked at the girl from a distance and ran towards him as soon as his eyes lit up, so he could only shout helplessly: "Be careful, don't fall again."

It's just that what he pays most attention to now is the little stone beside Chu Xiaoshao's ear, which has finally turned crimson red, so bright that he can't see the face beside it clearly.

He couldn't help but rejoice that no one else could see the stone.

Chu Xiaoshao had no choice but to stop angrily, and turned to look at him with interest on his face: "Master Mo, I only fell a couple of times, was it because you scared me? I can walk."

Mo Daosang reluctantly smiled, pointed to the long water corridor between the two of them and said, "Come on, let's take a look?"

Chu Xiaoshao didn't know if she was angry, but she actually walked towards Mo Daosang seriously step by step, and even gave Mo Daosang a proud look every time she took a step.

Mo Daosang felt that he probably misjudged her age before, and his little girlfriends who wrote this book were probably older than her.

Chu Xiaoshao finally walked in front of him, and laughed with her hips crossed: "How about it, is it great?"

Mo Daosang clapped his hands in a face-saving way and said it was amazing, but at the same time he wondered whether to tell her the fact that his second brother was hiding behind the nearby tree.

It will probably be interesting.

Chu Xiaoshao laughed for a while before stopping, and then continued: "For the sake of the leader Mo's words, I won't bother with you, shall we go out to play together another day? I heard that the lantern festival in the north outside is interesting Yeah, I haven't seen it yet."

Mo Daosang felt sorry for this little girl again. Although she had a high status, her two older brothers loved her, but they were both accustomed to indifference and could not give her much care. Her parents left early, and the people below did not dare play with her.

Even going out, because at that time, I could only think about it.

It's a pity, if I had told him earlier, he would have agreed.

Mo Daosang patted her on the head as if caring, but his fingertips brushed past her ear and snatched away the stone: "If there is a chance, I will take you to see the Lantern Festival, but your second brother told me, he does not like."

Apart from Chu Xiaoshao's blurred childhood memories, it is probably the first time he has been so intimately comforted by someone, his face was a little red, and he sneaked a look at him after a while, and his voice was much softer: "Then don't take the second brother, we Let's go play together, okay?"

When Mo Daosang saw Chu Xiaoshao's reaction, he felt that he was about to suffer. Wen Qionghua must not have heard their voices, but seeing the current state under such circumstances, it was as if he was bullying his sister.

As an older brother who had also been bullied, he could completely imagine what kind of reaction Wen Qionghua would have, so the idea that he was still hesitating just now became firm, and he left immediately, the sooner the better.

Seeing the little girl, Mo Daosang took a breath and calmed down, smiled again and said, "Okay, I don't take your second brother." Then he took out a sealed envelope from his arms and said, "Xiao Shaoer, help me Send a letter to your elder brother, okay?"

Chu Xiaoshao was about to jump up happily, but she still felt that something was wrong with her rationality: "Send the letter, can't the second brother do it?"

Of course, Mo Daosang felt a little bit offended when he lied to such a child, so he decided to say, "Of course I want to surprise Ling Yi if I don't hide it from Ling Yi." Yuan, it should be a surprise.

Chu Xiaoshao didn't notice the hesitation in Mo Daosang's voice at all, and immediately put the letter in his sleeve pocket, and kept reassuring to Mo Daosang: "I will definitely deliver it, Master Mo, don't worry," and then she After thinking about it, he turned around and ran back. He turned around and waved at him while running, "Don't forget, Master Mo."

Mo Daosang looked at the background of the little girl's departure with guilt in his heart, and he didn't know how to respond to him.

Facing the host who was rarely silent in his heart, Xiao Yanzi tactfully held back the idea of ​​interjecting to persuade the host to stay longer.

It wasn't until the figure was finally out of sight that Mo Daosang temporarily apologized in his heart and turned back to the direction he came from with a sigh, but probably because he didn't think much about it now, and Xiao Yanzi didn't dare to remind him, so he Before taking two steps, Mo Daosang met the cold-faced Wen Qionghua.

Mo Daosang was stunned for a moment, then turned his head guiltily.

As if confirming his certain conjecture, the fire in Wen Qionghua's heart burned more and more intensely, he told himself that this was wrong, he had to control himself and tell Mo Daosang well, but even though he thought so, he couldn't say a word at all. come out.

In the end, he could only turn around and jump in the direction of the island before he couldn't help it.

Mo Daosang was startled and followed a few steps, but when Xiao Yanzi anxiously shouted for him to apologize, he stopped abruptly, then shook his head gravely, and said, "That's fine. "

Xiao Yanzi felt unconscious and useless, so he finally stopped talking.

Wen Qionghua went back to her room and closed the door, and suddenly felt that she seemed to be too impulsive. She went around the room a few times and sat down to apologize to Mo Daosang when he came back. Still a piece of calm.

Opening the door of Mo Daosang's room, Long Yuan was quietly placed on the bed, the quilt was neat as if no one had ever lived in it.

Something slowly flowed out from the bottom of his heart, the bitterness made his palms tremble.