Quickly traverse the host, his weak constitution

: "Send it in, hey! You still don't believe me, go back and take care of the little emperor!"

As Xiao Li said, he took out the roast chicken from his bosom, and couldn't wait for a moment, so he squatted down on the spot, and ate up the not-so-big roast chicken in three or two mouthfuls, without even spitting out the bones. root.

Seeing Xiao Li, who was surrounded by his brothers drooling, who had finished his meal calmly, Fuxi turned his head and left.

*

Xie Zao went to the Jinluan Hall to bask in the sun the next day, and met Xiao Mo who came out to bask in the sun.

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Xie Zao squinted his eyes under the too bright sun, and saw Xiao Mo's figure from afar.

You don't need to use your eyes to catch it deliberately, even a light touch from the corner of your eye will catch your heart by surprise.

It's not so much that you go to "see", it's better to say that his tall and straight shoulders, calm and amazing face, temperament like mountains and moons, and the smell as cold as plum fragrance, come violently like fleeing green hills, making you escape. There is no escape, no escape.

It's like the desolation of everything frozen in the vast snow field, like the joy of a distant mountain Qingdai bumping into your face, and more like the fantasy of the moon falling into the sea.

The sun was swirling and falling in the air like golden fragments, Xie Zao was lost and dizzy in the golden halo, his pupils constricted and then opened, his fingertips rubbed lightly as if tracing something.

His brows and eyes trembled, and he suddenly raised his head and smiled brightly at the visitor, like the cool dew on the camellia in the morning.

"What a coincidence, we all come to bask in the sun."

Xiao Mo approached the little emperor, and could see the pear dimples on the boy's cheeks more clearly, very sweet and soft, as soft and harmless as the boy's sickly body.

It's obviously only shallowly sinking into a small pit, but it seems to be able to collapse on the tip of a person's heart.

Xiao Mo's eyes couldn't help being gentle for a moment.

"do not come."

He stretched out a finger to hold the boy's head close to him, and felt cool and smooth under his finger, like silk satin.

He couldn't help being taken aback, then lowered his head slightly, and looked deeply at the young man in front of him.

From him, one can see the little emperor's long, velvety eyelashes. The eyelashes can't be called thick, they are very thin and sparse, with a pity-loving fragility.

But Xiao Mo knows that this person is not weak, the boy is like the weeds that grow randomly in the abandoned wilderness, flexible and strong.

He is fragile and working hard.

How many days has it been? It's been too long.He felt that he couldn't forget the thin, white and greasy fish, and he wanted to try to catch it.

Moving his gaze upwards, some fiery eyes lightly landed on the little emperor's long black and smooth hair like a waterfall.

He reached out to touch it just now, and the touch was indeed consistent with what he saw, extremely soft, as if he had concentrated all the nutrients in his body to nourish the long hair, which resulted in the young man's pale face and lips and a height that only reached his chest.

"Go inside, don't get sunburned." Xiao Mo said, resting his hand on the little emperor's shoulder.

Xie Zao raised his head, and met Xiao Mo's gaze. Looking at each other, he saw the extreme calmness and a hint of tenderness in the young man's eyes.

The dark eyes are as deep and far-reaching as the boundless sea, as if hiding a powerful and beautiful creature, deeply attracting the soul of everyone watching, and at this time it is reflecting its own face.

Xie Zao saw his pale face with surprise and a hint of obsession.He was at a loss for a moment, turned his body slightly, and staggered his glued eyes.

Xiao Mo looked at the pink stain on the exposed white jade ear tips of the little emperor, and laughed lightly, the ink color in his dark eyes deepened a bit.

When Fuxi saw the figure of the two walking in front together, his mind went blank for a few moments, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

The little emperor had never walked fast, but the regent was tall and long-legged, but he slowed down and walked side by side with the little emperor.The two don't seem to be right, but they look very harmonious.

Did the little emperor catch up with the man?

At the moment when Fu Xi's mind turned around, he only thought of the grand ambitions set by the little emperor.

But then he felt that it was inappropriate for him to think this way. It should be said that the regent had taken a fancy to the little emperor.

When did these two get better?

He couldn't figure it out, the little emperor and the regent had never met a few times, that is, the little emperor wrote a love letter for several months, could it be the credit of the love letter.

Fuxi's mind became a mess.

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Xie Zao followed Xiao Mo into the side hall of the Golden Luan Hall.

The side hall is Xiao Mo's study room, which is used to correct memorials and handle affairs on a daily basis.The main hall is the place where he received ministers to discuss court affairs.

He looked around curiously, wanting to see what a place where a powerful and ambitious person like Xiao Mo would work in would be like.

In fact, it is not very gorgeous, the decoration looks simple and elegant, revealing calm and atmosphere.There was no incense in the room, but there was a cold plum fragrance, which he had smelled on Xiao Mo before.

Xie Zao couldn't help sweeping his eyes over him, wondering if he wore a sachet, or soaked in plum blossoms to soak in the fragrance.

Only a piece of jade was pinned to Xiao Mo's waist, and no other decorations were seen.

That can only be the second type. He began to wonder how this person took a bath?Thinking of this, his thoughts seemed to be uncontrollable, and the colorful scenes clearly unfolded in his mind.

The mist is misty, and the water vapor is humid and ambiguous.Along with the rippling and messy red plums, the slender and white body, the rapid and panting breathing, and the rapidly pulsating Adam's apple on the raised neck...

"what happened?"

As soon as Xiao Mo turned his head, he saw that the little emperor had two tubes of nosebleeds, frowned, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the little emperor clean.

The clear and cold voice shattered the illusion layer by layer, Xie Zao came back to his senses, a little guilty, grabbed the handkerchief from Xiao Mo's hand in a panic and wiped it carelessly.

He explained in his mouth: "It's all right, maybe the weather is dry."

In a panic, his hand accidentally touched the young man's.

Xiao Mo sensed the coolness in his hand, grabbed the little emperor's hand, and frowned with an uneasy face: "Why is it so cold?"

After finishing speaking, the young man's well-articulated hands grasped the young man's pale, slender and cool hand lightly, and then slid upwards to hold the weak beating pulse.

Xie Zao only felt that the hand holding him was warm and dry, and there was a sense of domineering that could not be ignored in its strength, but it was also extraordinarily peaceful.

He was vaguely absent-minded, feeling that something had unknowingly escaped his control and became erratic.

This is a forbidden area that has never been touched in the past 20 years of life, and it is an unknown variable in the mission.

Before he could think about it, Xiao Mo said, "It's nothing wrong, it's just a moment of excitement, and the blood is surging."

After the young man finished speaking, he suddenly leaned over and looked at him steadily, with a rare smile on his face, and his tone was also a rare joke:

"Why? You're so excited to see me so early?""

Xiao Mo was born extremely beautiful, without a smile he is as holy and beautiful as a green lotus in the snow, this smile is even more dizzying, I don't know when it will be.

The word "Zaozao" seemed to be yelled out deliberately by him, it was hoarse and heavy, it slipped in from the cochlea, and it was engraved in the heart of the person.

Xie Zao only felt the heat explode from his cheeks, and his shyness spread layer by layer like the waves on the lake, layer by layer, spreading rapidly.

He didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and he didn't know where to set his eyes, so he could only hang his thin neck like a chicken, and look down at his toes.

Xiao Mo's gaze shifted slightly downwards, and he saw a section of the little emperor's white and jade-like neck. Because it was too thin, the vertebrae at the end protruded very obviously.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and there seemed to be light and shadow moving in his deep eyes. He stretched out his hand to climb up and caressed for a while, and then he couldn't help pressing and pinching that small vertebra.

Feeling the soft and delicate touch of his fingertips, he sighed, and his eyes seemed to be a little deeper.

This is not enough, not enough.

Not only did he want to stroke it with his hands, but he also wanted to chew and lick it with the tip of his teeth, leaving a bright red trace of satisfaction in the end.

Xie Zao didn't move at all, letting the hands on his body move.For some reason, he seemed defenseless against Xiao Mo, as if he was not afraid of him hurting him.But facing Lin Zhi, he would feel afraid and threatened.

There was no resistance in my heart, and there was only a weak expression of resistance in my mouth: "Don't pinch my neck, and don't call me that."

Xiao Mo's voice has become very hoarse, low and attractive:

"Morning, why don't I call you like that? How did you call me in your own letter? I'm just reciprocating courtesy now."

Reaching out his hand to let the little emperor raise his head to look at him, he bit his tongue and intimately imitated the address in the letter and shouted: "Morning, Qingqing, Ah Zao, sweetheart."

One sound, one sentence, very sticky and sweet.

Xie Zao blushed like a red pomegranate bearing fruit in October, it was fragrant and sweet, he waved his hands repeatedly, and stammered:

"No, no, okay, you can't learn from me, no, it's not good!"

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Xiao Mo picked him up and put him on the couch, helped to tuck the quilt up, then squeezed the little emperor's cheek with his hands, and said in a warm voice:

'alright.not teasing you.Although it's not a big deal, you still lie under the quilt for a while, your hands are so cold. '

Xie Zao couldn't sleep at all, just lying on his side on the bed, looking at Xiao Mo's side face at the desk not far away, his seriousness was completely different from before, cold and calm, like an unattainable tall flower Ridge flower.

And this flower of Gaoling seems to be tempted by him now.There was a secret joy in his heart.

Since that day, something seemed to be slowly changing between Xie Zao and Xiao Mo, Xie Zao often stayed together in Xiao Mo's study.

When Xiao Mo was doing business, Xie Zao