Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Wuchen pushed away Mo Yun who was curled up in his arms as usual, after tidying up his appearance, he pressed the quilt tightly for the little bastard before leaving.

After entering the bamboo forest, he leaned on the flying chair of Lan Que Pavilion and waited for a while. A bird with bright feathers and long tail stopped on the railing next to him, blinked, and jumped to his fingertips.

Xiao Yichun was very worried that his junior brother would go to the Demon Realm alone, so every few days Ye Wuchen would receive very enthusiastic care from his senior brother, and occasionally the senior brother would ask him very irritablely, if he should copy the Demon Realm directly.

The letter paper was condensed by spiritual power, with a few runes added, and it could only be opened by Ye Wuchen, with only a few words on the letter.

"Junior Brother, I still want to attack the Demon Realm."

Today's senior brother seems to be more ruthless than Lang Luan.

After Ye Wuchen wrote the reply letter, he let the bird leave with the letter, and then leaned against the Lan Que Pavilion, idle like the big cat on Zhiqing Peak.

The outside world knew that Mo Yun had brought Ye Wuchen back to the Demon Realm. If the Immortal Sword Sect didn't make any noise, then the reputation of the No. [-] sect in the Immortal Cultivation World would be under investigation.

Ye Wuchen thought about this problem, that's why he wanted to go back to Xianjianmen so much, but with the system in his body, he could only appease Xiao Yichun's emotions first, and he had to think of ways to do the rest.

Thinking about it, sleepiness rolled up in my mind again, so I leaned on the railing and closed my eyes wearily.

"Why is Master sleeping here?" Mo Yun found someone, muttered in a low voice, and carried him back to Sijiju.

The system didn't come out to report the data, so there shouldn't be anything wrong. Mo Yun lay on the bedside and stared at his eyelashes, poking his face lightly with his fingertips. After a long time, he sighed.

The seal on his body does not belong to any plane of cultivation, it is brought from another plane of attributes, it is very difficult to unseal it.

Looking down in thought, Mo Yun grabbed Ye Wuchen's hand again, pinching his fingertips to play boredly.

Probably because of lust, so Ye Wuchen was woken up by him. Ye Wuchen bit his lips that were numb from the little bastard's kiss, and stared at Mo Yun above with gloomy eyes. A little confused, he waited until he was fully awake before saying, "What are you doing?"

"I..." Mo Yun opened his mouth to speak, but Ye Wuchen seemed too lazy to listen to his explanation, so he pushed him aside, pulled the quilt and rolled him into a strip, and added a few rune seals along the way.

"Be honest with me."

"Master..."

Ye Wuchen covered his mouth.

Mo Yun: "..."

Why is Ye Wuchen's bed more difficult to climb after the relationship is established?

A few days later, Ye Wuchen left Mo Yun, who had been greedy for him for several days, and left the Demon Realm. He wandered around the Mortal Realm a few times to show his face, and then went back to the Immortal Sword Gate to talk to Xiao Yichun about something, and was sent by the system again. Back to the devil world.

The Mozun's bedroom is always surrounded by a faint scent of sandalwood. Ye Wuchen fell on the soft bed and was hugged by someone before he could see the surrounding situation clearly. After a moment of silence, he asked the system: "Why do you always like Take my clothes off?"

[The one who left a middle coat for the host]

"Where did Master go?"

Mo Yun's voice rang in his ears, Ye Wuchen blinked slowly, "I have something to do."

This brat didn't seem to be surprised that he suddenly appeared on his bed.

He was thinking, looking at Mo Yun's eyes with some confusion, the other party noticed his eyes, and the smile on his face became more and more cute, "What do you want to ask, Master?"

The smile on his face is very frank, and his eyes are like blood agate, reflecting the light of the world.

"You..." Ye Wuchen paused and said, "Do you know anything else?"

"About what?"

"Story, or...system."

Mo Yun pressed his lips, and blocked his words with a very light force, as light as the clouds in the sky, clean and free of any distracting thoughts, and rarely mixed with any desire.

In the end, he whispered in his ear with a very soft voice, "I will tell Master one day."

The affairs of the Lord God include the Immortal Emperor and the White Flame, and his story cannot be told to him by others.

Taking advantage of Ye Wuchen being kissed in a daze, Mo Yun pressed his fingertips against his lips, speaking a bit meanly, "But I know there is someone helping me, Master, so Master, you Just follow me."

It was obviously a disadvantage to be hugged in the arms with only the middle clothes. Ye Wuchen was pushed down without paying attention, and the inner clothes were pulled to the shoulders, revealing a large area of ​​cold white skin, and his expression was a little hesitant.

"Huh? I follow you?" Ye Wuchen repeated Mo Yun's words, frowning, "I didn't say no."

Didn't he just confess to this kid?

Unexpectedly, he would be so straightforward, Mo Yun paused, "Then Master won't let me go to bed."

"I didn't drive you out either."

"Didn't Master still give me medicine?" Mo Yun always felt that his thinking was somewhat different from that of Ye Wuchen.

"Do I want to be slaughtered by you?"

Mo Yun stared at him. After a long time, he finally understood what he was thinking. A smirk appeared on his lips. He put his elbow on his side, and his other hand slid down his waist through a layer of fabric. Abdominal, stopped.

"I said that Master obeyed me, and it was on the bed."

The place where the fingertips slid over seemed to be a flame, burning all the way all over the body, but Ye Wuchen still resisted the love affair, involuntarily dodged, and then his eyes were like a knife, gouging out the smiling man above.

"Mo Yun, do you want to be castrated?"

Mo Yun, who was fed another dose of medicine, wanted to cry but pulled the clothes of the huge adult man hanging on his body, while Ye Wuchen, who had escaped from the tiger's mouth, grabbed a piece of clothing from the paradise and put it on his body, and strode out the door outside.

Mo Yun could only catch up with his short legs, tripping over his own clothes from time to time, he got up humming, and continued to chase.

After walking a certain distance, Ye Wuchen suddenly turned around and picked up the child who had fallen behind him countless times, put him in his arms, and carefully observed his eyebrows and eyes.

"Is that you at Zhiqing Peak?"

He remembered that the system made a phantom some time ago.

Mo Yun looked at him, because he took the medicine to suppress the inner demons, the cowardice in his bones was revealed, his heart was terribly guilty, his eyes wandered, and he lied carefully, "What, what, I don't know..."

Ye Wuchen lowered his voice and asked in a deep voice: "Is it?"

"No... not."

"Ok?"

Mo Yun compromised under his repeated questioning, grabbed his skirt guiltily, buried his face in his arms, his voice was muffled like the purring of a milk cat, and shamelessly pushed all the responsibility to the system.

"It's like this, someone suddenly made me smaller, threw me to Zhiqing Peak, and told me not to tell Master."

A system that manages two hearts: "..."

He helped Mo Yun hide it for so long, but Mo Yun sold him in the blink of an eye?

Ye Wuchen didn't know if he had a letter, so he carried Mo Yun back to Mozun's bedroom, then pulled Zhang's talisman back to Sijiju.

Mo Yun, who was thrown back on the bed, deeply felt that Master lied to him when he said he loved him.

After returning to Four Seasons Residence, Ye Wuchen found this scroll and leaned against the bedside to read it. The edges of this scroll were already worn out, and it was something that had been placed in the Library Pavilion of Xianjianmen for a long time.

Because the moon white gown that was forcibly taken away by the system went nowhere, Ye Wuchen took out a piece of clothing from Xanadu and wore it. It made his skin paler.

Most of the Ye Xianshi painted by the outside world are half-feminine, with an unfathomable expression, like an inviolable high-mountain flower, half-raised eyes slanted over, seeming angry or angry, always scratching people's hearts An itch.If the clothes are more flirtatious, people will not be able to tell whether they are called young masters or young ladies.

But the real person is not so vulgar, sitting there holding a book and looking down, as if the dust came out of the snow, and the moon entered the world, which is rare in the world.

Because he was fascinated by watching, he didn't even know when a child jumped into the room, until the immature voice sounded from his ears, and he calmly put away the scroll.

"What is Master looking at?"

"It's nothing."

Ye Wuchen looked at his fingertips, and suddenly gathered spiritual power, a translucent watery peach branch condensed from his fingertips, and handed it to Mo Yun.

It's like giving a toy to a child.

It seems that this thing is useless, Mo Yun just wanted to take it, Ye Wuchen took it back, flipped his wrist, and brought out a few blooming peach blossoms from the paradise, and then stuffed them to Mo Yun, "While playing .”

Mo Yun: "..."

It's just that his body has become smaller, and it's not that he's mentally immature.

"Master, there are rumors in the Mortal Realm that Master Ye has left the Demon Realm long ago, and said that I have no ability to lock you up."

Ye Wuchen looked at him now, and pinched his face with a slight smile, "It's okay, that's what was said about Immortal Sword Gate."

He went to the mortal world for a few laps, and Xiao Yichun believed that he was not in danger when he returned to the Immortal Sword Gate. If he didn't do this, let alone Xiao Yichun, Lang Luan alone wanted to break into the Demon Realm and bring him back, so that he would not be given to the Immortal Sword. Shame on the door.

After all, he has suffered from Su Xianran, and the Immortal Sword Sect is now very wary of the Demon Realm.

After chatting for a while, Mo Yun rubbed his face and stared at Ye Wuchen, and opened his mouth to ask, "What was Master looking at just now?"

Ye Wuchen held his chin and looked back at him, "It's a cultivation."

Mo Yun was probably a pervert at any time, and he didn't know what was going on in his head. His white face suddenly turned red, and he was as ripe as a persimmon, and he didn't dare to look at him anymore. He lowered his head like a little wife wearing their own clothes.

"?"

Ye Wuchen knocked on his forehead directly, "Do you think I will watch that kind of thing?"

Mo Yun covered his head and looked at him with tears in his eyes, he was so ashamed that he couldn't choose what to say, "Then I'll see."

"..."

At night, the effect of the medicine had passed, and Mo Yun was still thinking about Shuangxiu, so after taking a bath, he came to Sijiju to look for him, as if he was going to play a hooligan.

The candlelight leaked from the window, illuminating the snow more and more crystal clear.Lying on the side of the bed and looking at the situation in the house, his eyes swept over the furnishings in the house, Mo Yun turned and stepped into the snow.

No one lives in the four seasons.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, a solitary lamp is shining alone. In the deep path that only one person can walk on, someone carried a fluorescent lamp and walked on the snow.

The pace is light and slow, occasionally stamping, hesitating.

After a long time, I raised my head again in front of the densely growing bamboo forest, and looked through the layers of leaves to see the sky that I couldn't see clearly.

The night is shrouded, there are no stars, only a lamp staying on the ground.

Mo Yun managed to find him, walked in, and found him staring at his hand, which had long and slender fingers, jade-white nails, and a little red from being frozen.

"Master?"

"Huh? What's the matter?" Ye Wuchen put down his hands, looked back at him, and smiled.

Mo Yun tilted his head and led him back to the house.

He came out this time without supporting the barrier against the cold, and holding his hand was like grabbing a piece of ice.

Back at Four Seasons Residence, Mo Yun narrowed his eyes and stared at Ye Wuchen, his crimson pupils seemed to be on fire, trying to roast this person to death.

Ye Wuchen could only look at him for a long time, as if he was burned by his fiery eyes, silently turned his head away, "Go to sleep."

A kiss was baked on the lips, and it only stayed on the cheek. Pressing the warm lips, it looked a little hot on the cold skin.

Just stay there like that.

Quietly talking about love and obsession, like a handful of fire in the snow, warming the ground lovingly, preventing the bursting sparks from hurting him.

Ye Wuchen was slightly stunned, and looked over involuntarily, Mo Yun didn't move, waiting for him to deliver it, his lips brushed, and stopped abruptly.

After parting, seeing the peaceful eyes under the slowly raised eyelids of the other party, the voice was slightly lowered, "What did Master think of?"

For example, life and death in the previous life were involuntary.

Ye Wuchen tugged at his hair, "It's nothing."

His expression was the same as usual, he pulled out a gentle smile, lowered his eyelashes gently, and said in a gentle voice, "I'm going to sleep first."

As he spoke, he took off his outer shirt, put it together and lay down on the couch, then belatedly pushed away Mo Yun who was sitting by the bed, and said in distaste, "Go back to sleep."

Mo Yuncai didn't listen to him, turned over and lay on the side, grabbed him and looked at him, "Is it related to the book Master read?"

Ye Wuchen blocked his eyes, "Don't make noise, sleep, if you make noise again, I will drive you out."

"is not it?"

"Why did Master go back to Immortal Sword Gate?" Mo Yun let him cover his eyes, "Looked for a book? Did you ask something?"

A series of questions rang in the ear, Ye Wuchen didn't answer a word, still closed his eyes steadily, Mo Yun twitched the corners of his mouth, and asked in the contract formation: "Master, have you blocked your hearing?"

Ye Wuchen opened his eyes suddenly, staring at Mo Yun, "No."

Immortal Master Ye's deception could only fool himself, so Mo Yun repeated the questions in the contract formation.

Ye Wuchen glanced at him, turned over and continued to sleep.

"Master, you..."

"Prefer not to say."

Mo Yun paused, staring at Ye Wuchen, who looked so stubborn even from his back, and blinked, "Okay, then Master, sleep well, I'll be offended."

Suddenly they got close, and their body temperature was close.

Ye Wuchen hid to the side, Mo Yun grabbed him into his arms, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Master, will you tell me?"

……

Ye Wuchen was so excited that his eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth, "Mo Yun, you..."

"Ok?"

"go away!"

No matter how kind the person teased is, he will bite, Ye Wuchen kicked him aside, sat up and stared at him viciously, seeing his unrepentant expression made him panic, but in the end he just lowered his eyelashes, His chest was heaving, and it took a long time before he said, "Don't do this."

Seeing his appearance, Mo Yun thought about the matter of the seal, and thought that there was no need to rush, so he could only sigh, and asked again, "Then what is hidden in Master's heart?"

Ye Wuchen ignored him and fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Yun whispered in his ear, "Master, we are Taoist couples now, tell me."

Ye Wuchen didn't speak, Mo Yun could only compromise, just sighed, and shouted like a temper, "Who is your Taoist companion!"

Mo Yun smiled, "Then Master prostituted me for nothing?"

It must have been provoked by some word, Ye Wuchen frowned and glared at him, getting angry on his own.

This little bastard is so daring!

Mo Yun called the system after the person fell asleep, and asked about the situation.

System: "He asked Xiao Yichun about his childhood, and the book he was looking for was about the mixed blood of humans and demons."