When the fan Mao Mao travels to the original work

Mu Xuanying followed up in surprise, stepped on the void, and landed gently beside Mo Yu.

Mo Yu put down the jar in his arms, randomly picked up a piece of daughter's red, threw it to seal it, pointed his thin lips to the wine jar, and took a big gulp.Not to be outdone, Mu Xuanying looked at the wine jar in her hand and tore open the seal, but just after she took it in, she felt the acrid, stale wine enter her throat, it was on fire, and even her belly was full of hot feeling .

"Maomao, won't you go home if you're not drunk?" Mo Yu looked at Mu Xuanying's frowning face, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He finally understood that Xie Yuan didn't just raise Mao Mao finely because of his health. It's too late, and even the wine that these Jianghu people must have is not allowed to drink, otherwise, Maomao wouldn't have just drank the sweet-scented osmanthus brewed with such an expression...

Mu Xuanying rubbed her head, a little puzzled, why didn't he remember that he was so shallow?It's just ordinary sweet-scented osmanthus...

Could it be that he hasn't touched these drinks at this time?

However, Mu Xuanying was reborn after all, and he can't remember all the details of his previous life clearly, but he doesn't care too much, after all, the person next to him is Mo Yu, if it is not safe to get drunk outside, in the black market Well, Mu Xuanying's upward head is worth thousands of dollars, but as long as he brings Mo Yu along, he can do any unsafe things with confidence.

Of course, Mu Xuanying would not do unsafe things. It is unwise to put himself in danger. On the other hand, he cares about Mo Yu and doesn't want Mo Yu to have any trouble because of his own affairs. unhappy.It's a pity that until the middle age in his previous life, Mo Yu was always worried about various things.

Miligul once jokingly said that without Mu Xuanying, Mo Yu would be like a wild wolf who can't play. How can it be like now, like an old woman who gets tired of being with Mu Xuanying every day or two? , It is also the constant pigeons every day, asking some questions about eating, drinking, sleeping, etc., which surprised the people in the world.

Mu Xuanying took another sip of the sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and the breath was already cold, but maybe she got used to it a little, and she felt better without showing off, but her head felt a little hot for no reason.

Only seven or eight mouthfuls, Mu Xuanying's hand that was held up in front of her cheek and dragging the jar was forcibly pulled down by her slender, white but exceptionally powerful hand. Even the wine that exuded a refreshing aroma was not checked, and it spilled on Mu Xuanying. Ying's face.

Mu Xuanying blinked her eyes, showing a bit of cuteness for no reason.

"Brother Mo Yu, drink! We won't go home until we're drunk!"

Maybe she was really a little drunk, Mu Xuanying touched her cheek with one hand, and felt it was hot.

"Maomao, don't drink anymore, I'm afraid you will be drunk soon." Mo Yu drank half of the jar in the blink of an eye, but at this moment in Mu Xuanying's eyes, he was no different from before, his eyes were deep but Absolutely clear, revealing the wisdom of insight into the world, and a bit of the gentleness that is always inevitable when meeting Mu Xuanying.

Mu Xuanying shook her head violently, and grinned in front of Mo Yu, knowing that she was almost stupid: "Brother Mo Yu, that's why you say you won't return if you don't get drunk. If I can't get drunk, why don't you call me drunk and don't return!"

Mo Yu's low smiles came from next to his ears, and Mu Xuanying felt that his ears were getting hot again. He hummed twice complainingly, took another sip of his wine, and then said like a mosquito: "What the hell are you doing?" Why is she always smiling so provocatively..."

However, what kind of ear power Mo Yu had, it was almost as soon as Mu Xuanying finished speaking that it was transmitted to Mo Yu's ears verbatim. Immediately, the slight smile turned into a big laugh.

Nurhong has always been very strong, and it is really different from the soft sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing that doesn't seem to have any lethality.But even so, Mo Yu still looked as usual, drinking wine, watching the continuous fireworks in the night sky of Chengdu with nostalgia, the sky is colorful, and his face also changes colors against the background.

Mu Xuanying looked at Mo Yu in front of her, and gradually became a little crazy.Perhaps no matter how long it has been, no matter when, Mo Yu has always been very attractive to him. Mu Xuanying once thought, why does he like Mo Yu?Maybe it was because Mo Yu had always been too kind to him, or maybe the tenderness shown to him by an indifferent person tugged at his heartstrings, or maybe... from the time when Mo Yu carried Mu Xuanying on his back, he followed the path of Daoxiang Village step by step. When going to the unknown and dangerous world outside, they are destined to be bound by each other as they lean on each other.

The deepest bond in this world is nothing more than the steadfastness of emotion, life and death.

Mu Xuanying took another sip of wine.

Maybe it's because after drinking it for a long time, even the throat is unavoidably numb. This wine has lost the scorching coat, and the fragrance is faintly soft, um... just like Brother Mo Yu.

"Maomao, you've been back to Daoxiang Village... haven't you?" Mo Yu silently admired the night sky for a long time, and suddenly a word came out, which made Mu Xuanying startled on the spot.

"Huh? Brother Mo Yu?" Mu Xuanying looked at Mo Yu's side face in a daze, and only now came back to thinking about organizing words, but her drowsy brain seemed to refuse to think, and the most real words came out, " certainly."

Then, there was another silence.

Mo Yu looked at the night sky, as if he didn't see anything in his eyes. When they fled, the sky seemed to be so red. No, it was much redder than now. The flames occupied the village arrogantly and refused to leave. It was Mo Yu who left in the end. Yu and Mu Xuanying.

Mu Xuanying was completely drunk after sip after sip. In fact, he didn't like silence very much. He pulled the corner of La Moyu's clothes: "Brother Mo Yu, don't you want to go back?"

"What to do when you go back, it's all burned up, who is there?"

Mu Xuanying nodded and shook her head, held out one finger, but there were two in her sight.

"And me!" Mu Xuanying said seriously, "I'm also Mao Mao from Daoxiang Village, Mo Mao Mao."

It didn't take long for Mo Yucai's dull mood to be amused by Mu Xuanying's words: "Why, the famous Mao Mao changed his name?"

"No!" Mu Xuanying just subconsciously blurted out before. After all, Brother Yu in her previous life has always been very uncomfortable when she fell into those unhappy past events, and occasionally caused the relapse of madness. It is distressed and sad.Later, Mu Xuanying, who spontaneously got the skill of teasing Mo Yu, would always think of something to make Mo Yu happy in such a scene, this time it was completely subconscious.

And Mo Maomao is Mu Xuanying's pseudonym that he occasionally uses when he travels around the rivers and lakes. It is not surprising that a husband has a last name."

However, Mo Yu still felt a sense of novelty when he first saw Mu Xuanying use this trivial matter that he was used to in his previous life. He never thought that his old-fashioned little playmate would comfort him like this. It is the norm for gangsters to "not change their name when they are in business, and not change their surname when they sit down", which is so pedantic that it makes people laugh.

"En—Mo Maomao?" This "en" was really meaningful, even though Mu Xuanying was full of drunkenness, her flushed face couldn't help but turn red a little bit.

"What's the matter with me and Brother Yu's family using a last name?" Mu Xuanying retorted. Although he knew that Mo Yu was just joking, he still couldn't help repeating the words he had refuted Mo Yu in his previous life, saying I recalled it again with my brain that didn't have much room to turn, and I became more and more sure, "It's a family!"

At this moment, he could no longer tell the difference between the past and the present.

Mo Yu was Mo Yu, and in his eyes he hadn't changed.

Mo Yu lowered his head, feeling a little worried in his heart, but he didn't say much, lying down on the bricks, he couldn't help but feel that his vision was a little wider.

However, Mu Xuanying remembered something, and she kept shouting about the family in her heart, and then the scene that would always happen in her mind popped up, Mo Yu would push him to the corner, and then kiss him, with her tongue on his Mouth turned upside down, and kissed him to the fullest.

And he thought so now, half-sitting on the roof of the trading house, waiting blankly for Mo Yu's actions.

Unfortunately, this time, he might be disappointed.

This Mo Yu is not this Mo Yu, he would do such a thing of belittling his own brother?