My past life was a fan of all men

On the night of Mo Lang's birthday, Uncle Liu cooked butter chicken for Mo Lang, and Tan Cheng stayed in Mo Lang's small house for dinner.

That night, after dinner, Mo Lang's cell phone kept ringing. He just glanced casually, and then sent a text message to the other party - "I don't want to go out."

He called again later, but he didn't reply any more.

"What's wrong? Why didn't you pick it up?" Tan Cheng sat beside Mo Lang and asked.

"No, let's eat cake together."

Uncle Liu came out of the kitchen with a big cake in his hand, and the three gathered around the coffee table, laughing and singing birthday songs.

"Big, big, hurry up and turn on the radio music channel 303pm, I have a surprise for you. ~(≧▽≦)/~"

Mo Lang glanced at the message in Penguin, then turned on the radio and tuned to channel 303pm.

I'm the radio dj "Little Crescent Moon", and I'm glad it's time to request a song a day again.

"Hi everyone, our first letter tonight is 'Burning Sun' and I want a song for 'The World's No. I composed the music, wrote the lyrics and sang by myself... Please listen carefully below."

"I don't know if it's possible, but I still want to know you. Even though I have no choice but to say goodbye after all, I still want to know you." A man with a magnetic voice sang in a low voice.

Mo Lang: "..."

Why is this voice so familiar, like someone's voice...

"The green daisies and willows in the distant mountains are like eyebrows, the flowers are beautiful and the moon is full, and when I meet you, it is better than the golden phoenix and the jade dew. The beauty of the day is beautiful, and I swear the covenant..."

Who is this burning sun?He knows that he likes to eat spicy chicken wings, meatball buns, pig's trotters and duck tongue... and many more, but he has never known who he is.

Mo Lang took the phone and typed on the message box, "Do you know me? And you're still close to me?"

……

There was no one answering the phone.

"Yeah! Is the master finally going to find out that I am the scorching sun?!" Sun Ran was lying on the recliner at home, with a pair of white, tender and smooth legs dangling up and down on the recliner.

Sun Ran was thoughtful, and a bright light flashed in his clear eyes, "Well, the master must not find out that it is me so early, or the hard work these days will be in vain."

"Daddy, guess who I am?! ╭(╯3╰)╮"

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Mo Lang sent Tan Cheng out.

Under the yellowing street lamp, Mo Lang reached out to grab Tan Cheng's arm, and frankly turned his head and stared at Mo Lang in a daze, "What's wrong?"

Mo Lang: "..."

Mo Tan rolled his eyes, and said, "If you see Jiu Zhan, tell him for me and tell him to come to me. He won't answer my calls."

Mo Lang: "..."

Don't you know that I have a grudge against him?And I will enlighten him, who will enlighten me...

Mo Lang smiled and said, "Okay, if I see him, I'll send you a message."

He took two steps forward, then turned his head to look at Mo Lang and said, "Maybe it was when I put the shackles on him with my own hands."

Mo Lang: "..."

He froze for a moment, twitched the corners of his mouth dryly, and then said with a serious face: "Actually, what kind of hatred do you two have?"

Tan Cheng shrugged his shoulders, "There is no deep hatred, but I just hope that I will never see each other again in this life."

Mo Lang raised his forehead, isn't this more hatred than deep hatred?

"That's right, National Teacher, happy birthday!" Tan Cheng stepped forward to hug Mo Lang again, and said happily.

"You've told me many times." Mo Lang reached out and patted Frank on the shoulder, and said lightly, "Thank you."

After Tan Cheng left that night, Mo Lang took a shower, dried his hair with a hair dryer, and flew to the hanging beam. He wanted to sleep, but as soon as he closed his eyes, Immortal Wenchang lifted Mo Lang's soul out.

The sky is clear and the air is clear, the cool breeze blows, and the crescent moon is half covered by light gauze and mist.

"Why did you bring me up again?" Mo Lang covered his mouth with his hand and yawned.

Wen Chang stood on the ridge of the roof in a green shirt with his back on his back. He turned around and said with a smile like a spring breeze, "I was counting the time in the heavenly court. It should be your birthday now. I came here specially to ask for a glass of fine wine. Shoubao."

Mo Lang looked at the sky, "It's a good thing you came early, in 10 minutes, it won't be my birthday."

If it wasn't for that bastard named Tan Cheng, who stayed up all night with you, I would have flown down to celebrate your birthday.

"That's fine for today." He opened the folding fan in his hand, fanning the wind and said, "Where's the food and wine?"

"no!"

Wenchang Xianjun frowned tightly, "Isn't it? Didn't you all eat cake together just now? Why don't you leave a copy for me!"

Mo Lang stepped towards the side of Xianjun Wenchang, stretched out his slender white hand, and said with a smile, "Gift, I want a gift."

Wen Chang reached out to touch Mo Lang's palm, "Every year I prepare a gift for you on your birthday, but I have never seen you give me a gift, not this year."

Mo Lang smiled coldly, "In the past, you forced it to me, but this year, I want you to give it to me. The meaning is obviously different, okay?!"

"..." Xianjun Wenchang stared deeply at Mo Lang with his eyes that were everlasting and bright, and said, "Then why don't you give me a gift?"

Mo Lang smiled lightly and said, "I never thought about what to give, I always feel that you don't lack anything."

"How about you give yourself to me?"

Wenchang Xianjun blurted out, this sentence has been held in his heart for almost 1000 years, he used to always feel that this sentence has a lot of weight, so heavy that as long as he thinks about it in his heart, his face will turn red.

But now, he didn't expect him to be so relaxed, he said it lightly like a joke, he was suddenly startled, he seemed to be out of shape, as if he was blown on the city wall and waited to be whipped Like the prisoner who was sentenced, he was uneasy and his heart was on fire.

Mo Lang shook his head boredly, "You, it's just a bad habit."

"What?"

"Loves to make jokes and doesn't speak half-seriously."

Immortal Wenchang: "..."

People have been serious for 1000 years, but you always say that I am not serious, and if you are not serious for 1000 years, see if you will be schizophrenic!

Mo Lang rubbed his eyes and said, "I won't tell you, I'm going back to sleep."

"Wait." Immortal Wenchang called Mo Lang, "slightly raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "Don't you want the gift? "

Mo Lang: "!!!"

"Didn't you say you weren't ready?"

"So, you still don't understand me." Xianjun Wenchang shook his head, "But it doesn't matter, as long as I understand you."

After finishing speaking, he reached into Liuyun's wide sleeve and took out a jade pendant with a unicorn pattern, "You put this away, if you need to find me for anything in the future, just pick up this jade pendant and call my name. I will come to you as soon as possible."

Mo Lang stretched out his hand to scratch his short hair and said, "Isn't this the Qilin Xiangyun jade pendant that the Queen Mother gave you on your birthday? It's so precious, I can't have it, absolutely can't have it."

"It's nothing, there are a lot of them in my house." Wen Chang suddenly said with firm eyes, "What I give you is yours, and no one will say anything."

Mo Lang smiled slightly, "Okay! The whole heaven knows that your mansion of Immortal Wenchang is full of precious stones!"

"Wait, are you leaving now?"

Mo Lang frowned and turned around, "What's the matter, what else is there?"

Wenchang Xianjun smiled and bent his eyes, stretched out his arms and walked towards Mo Lang, "You should give me a hug anyway!"

Mo Lang: "..."

Why has it been 1000 years, and your bad habits still haven't changed? !Wouldn't it be more clingy if she married a wife in the future...

"Okay, okay!" Mo Lang spread his arms and hugged Xianjun Wenchang, "Seeing that you care about me so much, I will give you a hug."

Wenchang Xianjun rested his head on Mo Lang's back, and said softly as the evening wind blows through Xiliu: "Does that mean that if I miss you all the time, you will hug me all the time!?"

Mo Lang reached out to push Xianjun Wenchang away, squinted at him from the corner of his eyes and said, "Don't even think about it, my embrace..."

Mo Lang was stunned for a moment. If it was before, he would have said immediately, "My arms are only for my Guo Yulei, but now, he is no longer as smooth as before, and the words reach his throat. eyes, but let himself swallow it back alive.

"Your embrace is only for your lover!" Wen Chang said lightly, "You have said this to me hundreds of times..."

"By the way, come in for the morning court, did the Jade Emperor notice me?"

"No, he suffered from rheumatism again in the past two days, so he didn't come to the morning court!"

"Hehe...fortunately, fortunately!" Mo Lang patted his left chest, his life was safe.

"You'd better go back earlier, if the Jade Emperor finds out, then I won't be able to cover up if I want to."

"Yeah! I'll do it as soon as possible!" Mo Lang's clear eyes suddenly flashed a little light in the morning, "By the way, I forgot to tell you earlier, I took your two jars of wine to control the old man, and he actually The one who said you was xxx peerless wine. I almost laughed out loud."

Wen Changla had a sullen face and did not reply.

"By the way, if Mingkong tells you about it, you'll just tell him that those two jars are really good wine!" Mo Lang said with a meaningful smile.

After finishing speaking, he swung his sleeves and flew towards the body on the hanging beam, leaving only a white figure behind, which suddenly disappeared into the dark night.

Immortal Wenchang: "..."

Who told you that my two jars of wine are ordinary wines that can be found anywhere in heaven?

I, Wenchang, want to give you Qiansheng, can it be an ordinary thing?Those are all carefully selected by me, or carved by myself, just like the ancient jade pendant hanging on your waist at this moment...