The devil wants to counterattack today

Hearing this, Mo Chi had a helpless smile in his eyes.

This stinky wolf cub really hasn't changed, he still likes to take advantage.

He stretched out his hand to hook Chu Xi's neck, raised his head slightly, and kissed the thin pale lips with coolness.

A faint cold fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose, making people intoxicated. Mo Chi skillfully captured the opponent's lips and teeth, and analyzed that the originally light-colored lips had long since become brighter.

Mo Chi lowered his eyes until there was a gasp from the corner of his mouth. After his breathing gradually stabilized, he let go of his hand and admired his masterpiece with satisfaction.

However, Chu Xi's cold eyes were gradually tinged with emotion, he pulled back the person who had escaped from his arms again, with a frightening stubbornness in his eyes, he imprisoned the person in his arms domineeringly.

Mo Chi looked at the person in front of him in surprise, and subconsciously struggled to take a step back. The room was not big, so he touched the side of the bed within a few steps, and fell backwards due to an unsteady center of gravity.

The tall body also pressed down, and kissed Mochi again.

"Well."

Mo Chi held Chu Xi's twitching hand with difficulty, with a hint of refusal in his hoarse voice.

Seeing that although Chu Xi's eyes were shining with anger, he finally stopped.Mo Chi swallowed quietly, and continued in a hoarse voice: "Not now."

He also knew that men hate being interrupted by others when it comes to these things, and Chu Xi was interrupted three times tonight, if it were him, he would have beheaded that man in a rage.But if he and Chu Xi reach that point, they will definitely release their aura at that time, and they will definitely be noticed by the people sent by the father.

Thinking of this, Mo Chi had no choice but to wrong Chu Xi.

Chu Xi saw that the corners of Mo Chi's eyes were reddish, his glazed eyes were full of mist, and even his voice was filled with grievance, his heart softened, and he got up and sat aside.

After a long time, the desire in Chu Xi's eyes gradually faded away, and he changed back to that cold look. He just went to bed after tidying up his obscene clothes, and wrapped the person whose back was facing him into his arms.

Mo Chi looked at the hands around his waist. They were slender and fair, with well-defined bones, and they looked a bit better than women's, so no matter how they looked, they didn't look like they would be suicidal.

However, he could still vaguely smell the scent belonging to Chu Xi in his breath, and Mo Chi's cheeks blushed suddenly, and he didn't know what to say for a while. , had no choice but to ask tentatively: "Tonight, are you angry?"

Many years of getting along day and night, there are many things that Mo Chi does not ask and Chu Xi would rather hold back than say a word.Knowing his temper well, Mo Chi had no choice but to ask.

As soon as the words came out, the hands around him tightened a bit, Chu Xi buried his face in Mo Chi's neck, and responded muffledly, seeming to be aggrieved.

There was a numbness on the neck, and Mo Chi flinched involuntarily. Seeing that Chu Xi agreed, he continued to ask, "Because I didn't tell you what happened just now?"

In fact, as long as you think about it carefully, you can know why Chu Xi was angry.

It's just not the time to tell him yet.

Thinking of this, Mo Chi also turned around, wrapped his arms around Chu Xi, leaned his head on the other's warm chest, heard the strong heartbeat from the chest, and said slowly: "Chu Xi, don't worry. I'll take care of things, and when the time comes, I'll tell you everything, so trust me."

"Ah."

Chu Xi spit out a word lightly, but his eyes were coated with a layer of warmth.

Even after getting Mo Chi's explanation, Chu Xi's cold voice was also filled with joy: "Go to sleep." As he spoke, his hands tightened a bit.

"Cough...cough, take it easy."

Chu Xi's strength almost strangled him, I really don't know where he got such strength.

At this moment, Chu Xici's deep voice sounded in the night, with such a trace of helplessness: "Don't move around, go to sleep."

Mo Chi immediately settled down.

After late at night, tiredness slowly struck, Chu Xi soon fell into a deep sleep, but an unimaginable scene appeared in his dream.

He saw a man covered in blood lying in the empty hall, and the man's facial features were very similar to his, but upon closer inspection, he was not so resembling.

The woman in green at the side was crying a little loudly, until a middle-aged man in a decent dark blue brocade suit came in, she didn't dare to make a sound, it was obvious that she was afraid of him.

The man glanced coldly at the people on the ground, and there was a trace of sullenness in his vigorous voice.

"Since you have chosen the way of heaven, why make such a stupid decision."

Seeing the person coming, the person on the ground opened his eyelids with difficulty, his chest heaved up and down weakly, his chapped lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

The man ignored it at all, frowned slightly and continued: "This time I saved you as a teacher, but you just need to remember that you will never make that low-level mistake again."

The person on the ground moved his fingers, hesitating and finally said a word, just opened his mouth, and blood immediately overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his voice was hoarse, like a rusty knife scraping across the ground.

"he..."

As soon as he heard this word, the man with a cold face suddenly became furious, his pupils pricked up into anger, and he raised his hand with a palm wind, the jade table next to him broke from the middle, scaring the green-clothed man not far away. The woman shivered.

"get out!"

The woman in green looked worriedly at the man lying on the ground, saw that man nodded slightly, and then retreated.

Seeing the person who was so handsome in the past and made him proud suddenly become so embarrassed, the man clenched his fists and said coldly: "This is the best way I can think of for my teacher."

Then he squatted down, and covered the forehead of the man on the ground with his thick hands. The pupils of the man on the ground suddenly constricted, but there was a trace of pain in his eyes, but his eyes became hollow.

Facing the pain, Chu Xi felt a chill in his heart. He lowered his head and saw that there was an extra hand on his chest. The hand was as cold as a thousand years of ice, until it was inserted into his heart, and the coolness penetrated completely, densely packed. The feeling of suffocation spread.

Chu Xi suddenly opened his eyes, and tightly grasped the clothes on his chest.

A fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, he turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"What's going on here?"

Smelling the smell of blood in the air, Mo Chi immediately woke up and sat up, and the room was suddenly brightened.

He turned his head to look at the pale-faced Chu Xi, his heart skipped a beat, his fingers quickly rested on Chu Xi's wrist, his frown never relaxed.

Strange, why can't find any abnormalities.

Seeing Mo Chi with a tense face, Chu Xi raised his hand to embrace him, rubbed him lightly, and murmured: "I'm fine."

He didn't want Mo Chi to worry.

Chu Xi looked at the shaking candle shadow, his eyes flickered slightly.

It's just that the person covered in injuries in the dream could be him?

But what does this have to do with the previous dream?

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