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Xiao He suddenly fell into a coma, the atmosphere in the mansion became oppressive, and people panicked. The servants were worried when they did things, and they even paid special attention to walking. Many people directly gave up the generous wages of the Xiao family. Pack your things and go home.

Ever since Shen Mo witnessed Xiao He vomiting blood continuously, as if he wanted to spit out all the blood in his body, every time he drank tea, he would subconsciously look down at the tea, always having the illusion that there was a rusty taste in the tea.

As New Year’s Eve approaches, the town is very lively. Everyone is busy buying New Year’s goods, fireworks, Spring Festival couplets, New Year pictures, and new clothes. A wooden stick about half the size of a rolling pin is placed obliquely at the door during the New Year's Eve vigil, implying to keep the wealth and good fortune.

Shen Mo lay at the counter, the abacus in his hand crackling, he stared at the records in the account book, and asked the old clerk in the pharmacy, "Uncle Quan, what's the matter with this batch of Cordyceps?"

Uncle Quan's eyes dodged, and he said falteringly, "Go back to Third Young Mistress, the eldest lady is in charge of that batch of caterpillar fungus."

"I'm just asking casually." Shen Mo didn't ask any more, but secretly recorded the account in his mind, moved the brush lightly, added a horizontal line, and one became two.

"Okay, there is basically nothing wrong with this month's account, I'll go back first." Without missing Uncle Quan's moment of relaxation, Shen Mo closed the account book and handed it to the shopkeeper of the medicine hall for safekeeping, went out and bought some food on the street go home.

As soon as he arrived at Xiao's mansion, the servant at the door ran over quickly, his face full of anxiety, "Third Young Mistress, you are back."

Shen Mo stepped over the threshold and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The third young master knocked over the medicinal soup and splashed it all over my wife. The madam went to find the master in a fit of anger. Later, for some reason, the fourth young master was kicked out by the third young master. There was blood on his forehead. The master rushed over..." The servant began to speak incoherently.

"I see." Interrupting the servant who explained more and more chaotically, Silence walked quickly.

Mo Mo didn't go to see Xiao Yisheng immediately, but calmly analyzed the current situation, and went directly to Su Yuee's place. When he entered, Su Yuee supported her head, and Wu Ma stood behind and squeezed her shoulders. The placed stove was emitting smoke, and the air sucked in was somewhat turbid.

He lowered his head slightly, "Mother."

Su Yue'e hummed lightly, pointed to the table in front of her, and silently picked it up and handed it forward. Unexpectedly, the moment the other party reached out, the teacup was suddenly overturned by a force, and all the hot tea was spilled on him.

Mo Mo pursed her lips. It seemed that as soon as he entered the mansion, this woman received the news that she had prepared a cup of freshly brewed hot tea.

"Get out." Su Yue'e rested with her eyes closed.

Silently answered, he turned around and walked out. Standing at the door, he wiped off the water on his body and sighed softly. In this feudal era, when a husband commits a crime, it is his wife who is punished. Everyone in the family will attribute the fault to on this point.

So sad.

"Ding, congratulations, Mr. Shen, you have passed the final test, and the mission target has identified you as a trusted friend."

Mo Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, the reason why he immediately went to Su Yue'e to stand up for Xiao Yisheng to block today's incident was to use the public opinion among Xiao's servants to let Xiao Yisheng know that they were together, advancing together and retreating together.

So far, this cup of tea is worth it.

"Ding, Mr. Shen will have a spring breeze tonight."

"Thank you." The corner of Shen Mo's lips curled up, and he said two words in his heart.

"Ding, it should."

There was a coughing sound behind him. In the quiet night, it looked a bit gloomy. He listened to the sound of footsteps approaching in silence. He didn't turn his head until the familiar cool breath enveloped him.

"I want to hear from you what happened today."

Xiao Yisheng hugged Shen Mo into the room, closed the door, walked to the edge, and pressed him, "I just spilled a cup of tea."

"My clothes are wet." Mo Mo frowned slightly, and said lightly, "Get up."

Xiao Yisheng stretched out his hand to unbutton Silent's clothes, unbuttoning it very slowly and attentively, his slender white fingers seemed to be treating a precious treasure, he smiled lightly and kissed Silent's lips, "Just take it off."

The bed curtain was lowered, and in the narrow space, two naked bodies were close to each other, their limbs entangled, and they hugged each other quietly.

"It's so heavy." Shen Mo pursed his lips, he had already noticed that Xiao Yisheng just looked thin and tall, and the weight on him was not light at all.

Xiao Yisheng licked his tongue lightly, hooked it up and sucked, slowly blocked his breathing, and tightened his arms a little.

The man's kiss was not impatient, but more gentle, but it was domineering that could not be refused. The entangled tongues made ambiguous clicks in the secreted saliva, and the air they breathed gradually became hot in the rubbing bodies.

"Hiss---" Shen Mo took a breath, the pain from the tip of his tongue instantly stimulated his brain, he also bit the other's tongue, neither of them gave way, the mouth was filled with a faint smell of blood, that smell The medicinal fragrance was covered, and everything was covered with a layer of scorching heat.

Cool fingertips moved over the young man's smooth and delicate skin, Xiao Yisheng slightly closed his slender eyes, nibbled his collarbone with his lips, and slowly slid down, kissing the slightly flushed chest that was splashed with tea, No one could see the distress in his eyes at this moment, as if he had thought of something, there was a terrible gloom between his brows.

"Is it comfortable?" He heard his own hoarse voice when his hand slid under and held the green utensil.

Mo Mo panted softly, and his breathing gradually lost its balance with the rhythm of the hand. He grabbed the man's shoulder and raised his body to bite the man's ear.

"Ma'am, take it easy."

There was a helpless smile in the soft voice next to the ear, Shen Mo glanced at him sideways, biting harder, grinding his teeth together.

"It's almost New Year's Eve." Xiao Yisheng quickened his hand movements, rubbed his lips against Silence's chest, and licked the little bean, "It's been rumored that I won't survive this winter. Afterwards, I started to wonder if those rumors were unlucky."

Opening his mouth, he sucked it heavily and then released it, licking his tongue up and down, Xiao Yisheng's voice was very soft, with the usual sighing tone, "I want to live a good life with you."

Shen Mo puffed out his chest and moved himself closer to the person above, and took a comfortable breath, "Then have a good time."

He took out a small box from the pillow, and picked out a little white paste on it with his fingers. Xiao Yisheng met the young man's beautiful eyes stained with mist, and he smiled with his lips bent. The expression on his face is a joy that has never been seen in these years, and it comes from the heart.

"I've always wanted you." He explored the small opening with his hand, and slowly invaded while paying attention to the young man's expression. Xiao Yisheng's voice was a little dry, and thin sweat oozes from his forehead. He would not tell the young man how nervous he was, how nervous his heart was beating. how fast.

The thing that broke into his body was being pushed in at a slow speed, Shen Mo trembled all over, he wrapped his legs around Xiao Yisheng's waist, and rubbed his heels against his skin, trying to ignore the slight pain.

The no longer cold fingers withdrew from the tight and warm area, Xiao Yisheng looked at the dots of liquid on the fingers, his eyes darkened, he released his utensils a little jerky and was about to push in, but was blocked by the small mouth , he raised his eyebrows, his complexion slightly tight.

Silence didn't know that during these two seconds, Xiao Yisheng had already filtered through the small books he had read privately in his mind, and he didn't know that the other party was now at war with heaven and man. He really wanted to take a closer look, but he didn't know how to do it.

"Come in." He put his arms around the solemn, unpredictable man, and the corner of his mouth twitched, not knowing what the other person was thinking.

His thoughts were interrupted, Xiao Yisheng was uncertain for a moment, but quickly restrained himself, he hugged Shen Mo in his arms, and slowly entered under him, it was so tight that every time he took a step, he felt that there were many obstacles, and he was sucked up. The strength is very strong, and he is not given the slightest chance to withdraw.

A painful muffled sound broke the lingering relationship between the two.

"Bleeding?" Annoyance flashed across Xiao Yisheng's eyes, and he stopped, intending to raise his silent legs to look, but he stopped him.

Mo Mo's face turned pale, and it was inevitable that it would be difficult for the first time. He frowned and raised his buttocks to bump into it. With a puff, there was a ripple in the air.

Something is different in this moment.

Xiao Yisheng knew that this boy finally belonged to him.

Silence thought, this is the first time that a love has become so long.

Under the thick black sky outside the window, there are only scattered stars, the cold wind blows the branches, but the temperature in the room is scorching hot.

Moans intertwined with panting, slapping collisions, mingling of saliva, the tight body was wet with sweat, and every time it was pulled apart, it would make a wet and greasy sound.

The back of the man lying on the young man's back is strong and well-textured, with just the right smooth lines, and everything looks harmonious.

His pale skin was stained with a charming faint blush under the primitive movement, and his already bewitching face was also full of a trace of lust that couldn't be taken away, and there was pity hidden in the suppressed heavy breathing.

Mo Mo hugged the person close to him, he found that Xiao Yisheng was very happy tonight, as if a demon that had been imprisoned for many years was released, destroying everything recklessly.

Shen Mo hugged him, his chin against his shoulder socket, and he opened his legs to meet the attacks again and again.

"Xiao Mo..." The lower body went in deeply, then backed out, repeating the simple but ecstasy rhythm, Xiao Yisheng smiled softly, and the smile burst out of the slender eyes, but it was creepy Hateful, he kissed Silence's neck and whispered, "It's started."

"Huh?" Silence didn't hear clearly.

Without repeating it again, Xiao Yisheng suddenly increased his strength, and the muscles of the arms on both sides tensed slightly, "You won't leave me, will you?"

Silent didn't make a sound, just panted with his neck up, and occasionally let out a soft moan.

On the 25th day, Shen Mo went to visit Xiao He, and when he went in, he happened to see Xiao Cheng coming out, and they met face to face.

Xiao Cheng snorted coldly, and said sarcastically when he left, "What are you doing here? I don't care about that medicine jar, maybe he gets sick again, and he might die anyway."

Shen Mo glanced at him indifferently, and walked in past him.

Xiao Cheng found out that he was being ignored by a young man, his eyes were stern, and he waited and watched.

The man lying on the bed was skinny, his face was covered with ashes, and his breathing was weak. He stood silently by the bed for a while, lowered his head and tucked the corner of the quilt a few times, and was caught by a hand when he was about to leave.

The man's pale lips wriggled with difficulty, he raised his eyebrows, and leaned over again.

"Second brother, what did you say?"

Xiao He held his hand tightly, and his weak voice continued intermittently, "Back... backyard... dry... dry..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he couldn't hold back and passed out.

Looking at the marks on his wrist, Mo Mo was sure that the brief scene just now was not an illusion, he walked out quickly, and hurried back to the room.

"Is there a dry well in the backyard?"

"There is a well." Xiao Yisheng put down the book, frowned, a dark light flashed in his eyes, "It's just that it has been abandoned for a long time."