Muyu Space

A voice would appear from time to time, "Little brother Lu Yan, are you here too? What a coincidence..."

Lu Yan adopted a policy of ignoring Mozi's naive behavior, but the effect was not great. Mozi was a natural chatterbox, he could talk to himself for a long time, from the south of the sky to the north of the earth, the most unfortunate thing Yes, every time Lu Yan was brought over, she always stopped what she was doing and started to listen.Mozi has read a lot of books, and he has a good memory, which gives him a lot of capital to make Lu Yan listen with gusto. Seeing Lu Yan pretending to be reading but his ears are propped up to listen to his own words, he has a special kind of With a sense of accomplishment, there will be more words.

This day, Lu Yan was copying the exercises in the study, and just after writing two lines, the classic line appeared, "Hey, Junior Brother Lu Yan, are you here too? What a coincidence..." Lu Yan held back the clenching of his fists. Thoughts, but the vertical stroke in his hand was still deflected by a relatively large margin.

Seeing Lu Yan ignoring him, Mo Zi was not surprised when he was playing, and stretched his head to look at Lu Yan's notes, "Tsk tsk tsk, can this word be seen by people? I can't even read the font."

Lu Yan's reading and writing are all enlightened by Xiaomi, but when it comes to writing, the ghostly symbols drawn by Xiaomi's paws are probably incomprehensible to people, and it is even more impossible to teach Lu Yan to practice calligraphy.So Lu Yan's characters are completely wild, neat and neat, but if you look carefully, you really can't see people.

Lu Yan felt ashamed when she heard Mozi playing and laughing at her own handwriting. She quickly laid down on the newly written paper and refused to let Mozi play with it. clothes.

"Cut, if you don't let me see, don't let me see." Mo Ziwan took the pen and paper casually, swayed down, and the elegant and smart cursive in one hand appeared on the paper. Dry it, "Tsk tsk, good writing!"

Lu Yan listened to Mo Zi's narcissistic words, and felt contempt in her heart, but she still couldn't stand her curiosity, and turned her head to take a look.The calligraphy is good, but what kind of poem did this prodigal son write!It's just the two of them here, this...doesn't this stunning beauty refer to... Lu Yan's face flushed with shame from her own thoughts.

"Hey, why are you blushing, don't you think I'm a good lady?" Mozi raised his head narcissistically, as if he was coming to worship me.Lu Yan suddenly felt that she was so...so stupid.

"Want to learn? I'll teach you." Mozi was sure of Lu Yan's studious personality, and without waiting for Lu Yan's consent, he stepped forward to hold Lu Yan's right hand, wrapped his arms around his back, and put his head on Lu Yan. Yan's shoulder.

Lu Yan shook his body uncomfortably, he was not used to being so intimate with a man, Mo Ziwan shouted loudly: "Don't move, the characters are crooked." Looking at the crooked characters in his pen, Lu Yan never dared to Move around, relax your body, and move your hands with the light force, "The horizontal line here should be longer, the pen should be strong, and the pen will break the meaning." Lu Yan looked at the overlapping palms of the two, his heart moved, and he tilted his head Peeking at Mo Ziwan.At this moment, Mo Ziwan retreated from that smirk, and he became silent, his face was picturesque, Lu Yan's heart skipped a beat.

"Why, have you taken a fancy to the young master?" Playful tone, familiar smirk.

Lu Yan curled her lips, everything was an illusion just now...

In the past few days, Mozi taught Lu Yan how to write by playing hand in hand, and Lu Yan didn't think there was anything wrong after cuddling too much, so he let Mozi play.

This day, Lu Yan cooked a special dish, sweet and sour pork ribs, and was going to reward Mo Ziwan for teaching him.At this moment, the kitchen has been fragrant for thousands of miles, but he still hasn't seen him. Lu Yan touched the back of his head inexplicably, thinking that he should send it to him, but on second thought, it would be too cheap to send it in person, and he didn't know that Mo Which courtyard does Ziwan live in?I had no choice but to give up and put the small discharge back into the cabinet. Whether you can eat it or not depends on your own luck.

Lu Yan then went back to her room to practice.I don't know why I can't concentrate today, and there is a sense of irritability wandering around in my heart.Lu Yan knew that this was very dangerous, so she wanted to call it quits.Unfortunately, the aura in his body boiled disobediently. They spun and gathered at Lu Yan's dantian, and a vortex slowly appeared. This scene was clearly about to break through and enter the baby pill stage.But Lu Yan's state is not ideal at this time, he is undecided, and he has not prepared pills to assist him, he knows that he is not good, so he wants to stop forcibly.This forced stop is even more taboo. Lu Yan separated a trace of aura to block the meridians that the aura passed through, but immediately the manic aura collided with the fragile meridians, and many meridians were smashed to pieces.Lu Yan only felt pain like a knife cut all over her body, her chest stagnated, and a mouthful of blood just spit out.He almost didn't even have the strength to sit up, and lay weakly on the futon, his consciousness gradually hazy.

From the very beginning, Xiaomi saw that something was wrong with Lu Yan, and just when he wanted to remind him, something happened to Lu Yan.Seeing Lu Yan spitting blood, Xiaomi was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, but with his help, the already broken meridians in Lu Yan's body would be even more overwhelmed, and now he can only find someone with comparable cultivation People helped him channel his spiritual energy.

Mo Ziwan came up with an idea last night and was so excited that he couldn't sleep. He picked up his brush and painted all night.When he woke up, it was already three shots in the sun, he walked into the kitchen with ease, opened the storage cabinet, and found the sweet and sour ribs that Lu Yan specially left for him.He chuckled, yesterday he pretended to mention something casually, unexpectedly Lu Yan really cared.He was very happy in his heart, and he didn't care that the first meal in the morning should not be too greasy, so he ate the whole plate of sweet and sour short ribs.He happily straightened his clothes facing the water in the basin, brushed his hair narcissistically, and walked towards Lu Yan's yard.

I don't know if it's a delusion that Mozi is playing consciously. Lu Yan's place is a little strangely quiet.He yelled twice outside the door: "Junior Brother Lu Yan, Junior Brother Lu Yan." But there was no sound at all inside, "Isn't it here?"

Just as Xiaomi was about to come out to find Mozi to play and help, the man had already arrived at the door. Xiaomi knocked down the high stool vigorously. The high stool wobbled and stabilized, but the vase placed on it fell down due to stress. With a "bang bang", it shattered to the ground.Xiaomi endured the big bag on his head and fled back to the space, covering his forehead with his hands, his eyes clouded with tears.

Just as Mo Ziwan was about to turn around and leave, he heard the sound of a vase falling to the ground in the room. Knowing that something was wrong, he broke into the door.As soon as he entered the room, his eyes locked on Lu Yan who was lying on the ground.I saw his head turned inside, and there was a small puddle of shocking blood beside the back of his head.Mozi's heart tightened, and he comforted himself, "This kid Lu Yan knocked himself out!" But he still walked forward uncontrollably, and helped Lu Yan who had almost lost consciousness.

Mozi knew right away when he played with his hands. The body under his hands overflowed with aura, which was the sign of Sangong. He quickly penetrated into his spiritual consciousness to investigate Lu Yan's situation.Lu Yan was seriously injured, and Mozi knew what was going on without reading a lot. He remembered a certain classic that he had read before saying that to deal with this situation, he needed to repair the meridians and guide the spiritual energy.

Mo Ziwan himself has never done such a thing as guiding spiritual energy, but a brother from the same school once wished him a helping hand. Although Mo Ziwan is not absolutely sure, Lu Yan's situation is already a close call, and he doesn't care about hesitation. Getting up from Lu Yan, carefully integrated a trace of aura, and slowly introduced it into Lu Yan's body.

As soon as this strand of spiritual energy entered Lu Yan's body, it was like a boat in a storm, drifting and helpless. Mo Ziwan worked hard to maintain this small but tenacious strand of spiritual energy to repair the meridians.This project is huge and cumbersome, but Mo Zi played it very carefully.Lu Yan also felt the pain of recasting the meridians in his coma, he hummed and shouted in pain, his voice was extremely soft and cute.But how could Mozi have the heart to listen to these while he was playing? He concentrated on controlling that trace of aura.

Slowly, Mo Ziwan repaired Lu Yan's meridians, and he used his own aura to guide Lu Yan's aura around his body, and then withdrew.He wiped the dense beads of sweat from his face, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Lu Yan still looked like he was sleeping, but there was a touch of rosiness on his face. It seems that the aura overflowing this time is not bad for Lu Yan, although his cultivation base has dropped to the middle stage of the spirit pill, But his meridians are somewhat stronger than ordinary people, which will undoubtedly be beneficial to his future cultivation.

Mo Ziwan carefully checked Lu Yan's body, and after confirming that he was fine, he realized that the sun was setting and his clothes were already soaked in sweat, sticking to his body coldly. He glanced at Lu Yan I found that the clothes were similar, and the villain blushed, but couldn't resist the enthusiasm in his heart, "It's freezing cold, I'll help him change into some clothes."

Mozi play, Mozi play, it's already summer!

18. Sleeping together

Mo Ziwan hugged Lu Yan horizontally, the delicate skin under his hands almost made him unwilling to let go, he put Lu Yan flat on the bed, Lu Yan still didn't wake up after such a wide range of movements, Mozi played again Excitement and self-blame, "Too unpromising!"

He turned away from looking at Lu Yan's bewitching sleeping face, went to find a set of clean clothes in the closet, and then returned to the bed, all right, get down to business!

Mo Ziwan reached out to unbutton the button on Lu Yan's chest. He shook his hands and worked hard for a long time before undoing half of it tremblingly. Suddenly, a small piece of chest was exposed, revealing the delicate collarbone, like a tempting invitation.Mo Ziwan was taken aback when the button popped open by itself. Looking at the beautiful scenery again, he almost had to hold his nose to stop the bleeding.

Button, button, do you want to be so assertive?