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"Heh, what am I doing here? Do you want me to coax you to sleep?" Mo Beichen only felt annoyed and funny. He glanced at the other party's open skirt, and his anger suddenly flared up again, "Give it to me." Pull up your shirt!"

The young man pouted his head and pulled the snow-white sleeve with one hand, and pulled the skirt of his shirt with the other hand. He just lifted it up a little, but it slipped directly under his shoulders in a short while.

"You're so stupid." Mo Beichen cursed secretly, and simply helped the other party take off that extremely obtrusive coat.

Mo Beichen frowned while holding the robe, with an extremely disgusted expression on his face, then threw the robe behind him, and with a thought, the robe was burned to ashes silently by a flexible ball.

Mo Beichen refused to communicate with drunkards, because most drunk people were unreasonable and unreasonable.

It was not difficult for Yi Qingyun to break free from the hand holding his sleeve, but Mo Beichen's feet seemed to be trapped, making it difficult to move an inch.

It seemed that the other party was not grabbing his sleeve, but his heart.

As if accepting his fate, Mo Beichen let out a long sigh, sat down, and asked softly, "Where are your own clothes? Where are they? I'll bring them to you."

"No clothes." The young man said shaking his head.

"No? Okay, then cover the quilt and sleep well." Mo Beichen continued to coax.

"Don't sleep." The young man categorically refused.

"Hey, then what do you want to do? Pull me here, are the two of you staring?" Mo Beichen's tone was very helpless, his throat was terribly dry, and he looked away, trying not to look at the other party Strong upper body.

Heart beating hard.

He touched his forehead, very annoyed that the other party had no concept of defense at all.

God knows how much patience it took him to sit here and chat peacefully with the other party.

"Can you let go first?" Mo Beichen sighed and said as gently as possible.

"No, you will run away as soon as you let go."

"you--"

How could there be such a stubborn person with a pure yang body in this world?

"What are you worried about! I've fallen into your hands. Where can I go? In this situation, you are just sneering at me and driving me away in a desperate manner. I'm afraid I'll lose my face." No, come back to you like a dog." Mo Beichen originally wanted to comfort someone who was drunk, but as he spoke, he felt that he was really very pathetic and pitiful.

Pulling out the tobacco rod, but because someone is nearby, he dare not even light the tobacco, so he can only hold it in his mouth to enjoy his mouth.

He was so miserable that he ended up going to appease others.

I'm afraid there is no one in this world who is more miserable than him!

"If the poison is cured, Master will leave." Yi Qingyun said this sentence very clearly, he raised his head and stared at the person in front of him and said again, "Master——is a liar."

fraud.

The hand holding the tobacco rod froze, and the two words pierced Mo Beichen's heart like an invisible sharp knife.

What he said was right, he, Mo Beichen, was not only a liar, but also an extremely good liar.

This is even a fact that everyone in the world of cultivating immortals knows.

If in the past, when others said this about him, Mo Beichen would just laugh it off, and even take it as a different kind of compliment.

It's just that at this moment, from the mouth of this specific person, Mo Beichen only felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart.

It hurts badly.

It doesn't make sense, when did Mo Beichen be so hypocritical.

Sure enough, it was all because of the damn love poison!

That damn beauty snake!

Pretending to be unrestrained and casual, Mo Beichen took the cigarette rod out of his mouth, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "You are right. Otherwise, do you want to tie me up for the rest of your life? If I get detoxified, I will be Should it disappear without a trace? Isn't this good for you and me?"

"Don't disappear."

Feeling that the hand pinching his wrist became stronger, Mo Beichen chuckled, and then said: "Yi Qingyun, you can't be so selfish. When you were in the land of heaven, didn't you still show off your seriousness to me? Is there someone who is happy? I have it too, can't you compare your heart with your heart?"

"Master—whom do you like?"

"Of course it's you, otherwise who else could it be?" Mo Beichen just felt that Yi Qingyun was really inexplicable, how could he always ask such stupid questions.

"..."

"Tell me, you can't let me look at you and the person you like and be beautiful, and then secretly feel sad in the sidelines! I owe you something to suffer this kind of crime." Mo Beichen said with emotion, He couldn't even imagine this kind of picture, what would it be like if he really fell into such a desolate field in the future.

As if he had made up his mind, his tone was more relieved, "So, the poison must be cured, and after that, I will be free."

As soon as he finished speaking, a brute force suddenly pushed Mo Beichen down on the bed.

"What's wrong with you!"

The corners of Mo Beichen's eyes couldn't help but twitch. If he remembered correctly, this was the second time!

"You are not allowed to solve it." A voice like a trapped animal came out of the man's throat, "You are not allowed to solve it."

Mo Beichen was taken aback for a moment.

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At this moment, Mo Beichen realized that Yi Qingyun was a little different from what he thought.

Although he has always had the urge to take this man as his own since he was poisoned by love, but he has been silently suppressing it.

Because he knew that Yi Qingyun didn't want to do this.

In other words, he knew that Yi Qingyun didn't have him in his heart at all.

But now——he looked into the man's eyes, and he realized that things might not be all like this.

Gently caressing the man's face with his white fingers, Mo Bei tried to show the patience he had never had before, and his tone was seductive, "Then why doesn't Qingyun let me detoxify?"

Pursing her thin lips lightly, she remained silent.

"If you don't let me explain, you must give me a reason."

"It's just not allowed." The man's tone was a little fierce, and he frowned, "It will disappear after it is solved."

This kind of answer was like one ring after another, and Mo Beichen still couldn't get the answer he wanted from the other party.

Mo Beichen was a little tired, and Yi Qingyun couldn't even communicate normally in this state.

It's a pity that this is another rare opportunity for him to probe the other party's mind. After all, when the other party is awake, he doesn't even have the opportunity to communicate like this.

After all, he didn't dare to ask Yi Qingyun what he thought of him directly.

"You don't want me to go?"

"I don't want to." The man suddenly said loudly.

"What are you doing so loudly at night!" Mo Beichen was taken aback, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, and murmured softly, "You said that, don't count your words in the future."

The man groaned softly, and then frowned, as if his head began to ache again, and he fell into the quilt next to him.

"Headache--"

"Hey, forget about the pain, it seems that you are not destined to touch alcohol." Looking at the other party, Mo Beichen felt that his head was starting to hurt.

"Head hurts" the man yelled muffled as his head fell into the quilt.

Without restraint, Mo Beichen straightened his clothes, stood up, walked out the door quickly, and closed the door behind him.

After a while, the door was pushed open again.

"Get up, drink this." Mo Beichen stretched out his hand and pulled the man up from the bed, but the man leaned his head on his shoulder as if he had no bones.

"Hurry up, drink the hangover soup." He brought the bowl to the man's mouth.

Thin lips took a sip, and his tone was full of disgust, "Sour, spicy, not good."

Mo Beichen could only take it as coaxing a three-year-old child, "Good boy, your head won't hurt after drinking it."

"I don't want to drink."

"Stop making trouble! Drink quickly!" Mo Beichen's tone was already very impatient.

Do you really think he is an old lady?

The head resting on his shoulder suddenly lifted, and Mo Beichen was stunned.

Yi Qingyun's usual dead face showed a pitiful look.

"Well, Master, are you angry with me?" Wronged Baba.

"No, not angry." Mo Beichen's heart jumped twice, "I just want to ask when you will drink this."

He simply has no resistance to such Yi Qingyun.

"Then—Master, sing me a song, and I'll drink it." The corners of Yi Qingyun's mouth rose slightly.

"Sing—a song?" Mo Beichen almost crushed the bowl in his hand.

It's okay, it's really okay.

Let the Mozun sing for you, Yi Qingyun only has the ability for you!

When Mo Beichen fed this bowl of hangover soup to someone, he felt exhausted.

It is more tiring than any of the thousands of experiences I have experienced before!

"I'm done." The man said sullenly.

"Then you are really amazing, the rooster is about to crow, go to sleep!" Mo Beichen looked at the window, helped the person lie on the bed, and helped to tuck the quilt.

"I have a question to ask Master." The person on the bed said again.

"Well, you ask." Mo Beichen has already accepted his fate, he is the old lady's fate.

This time he figured it out, wine is really a miraculous thing, it can turn a silent and cold person into another completely opposite appearance.

Mo Beichen is also a wine lover, but he has never tasted drunk.

Now, he was a little curious about what he would be like when he was drunk, would he become as unreasonable as Yi Qingyun?

"I want to ask—the name of the master."

Mo Beichen was startled, he didn't expect the other party to ask this question.

His name?

Mo Beichen didn't want to answer. He didn't want to make up another name like Mochen, and he didn't want to tell the other party his real name.

Mo Beichen - this name is really not a good answer.

"You are so unfair. If you ask me, you have to answer me first." Master Mozun didn't want to answer, so he decided to play tricks.

Yi Qingyun frowned and thought for a while and felt that what the other party said was reasonable, "You ask."

Mo Beichen looked at the other party, narrowing his eyes slightly, "You really know how to tell the truth?"

The man nodded.

"That's what you said, so I asked." Mo Beichen's eyes gradually became sharper, "Who is the person you like?"

Silent.

"Heh," Mo Beichen smiled a little stiffly, "If you don't answer my words, I won't answer your questions either."

There was a slight tingling in my heart.

"Come here and I'll tell you." The man said softly.

Mo Beichen lowered his eyebrows slightly, lowered his body, leaned against the other's lips, and listened carefully.

Warm touch.

Mo Beichen trembled all over.

He raised his head abruptly, and his waist straightened instantly.

Master Mozun's head was blank, and he couldn't tell what night it was and what night it was.

"What is this—" he murmured.

He wanted to grab him up and ask him what the sudden kiss was, but at a glance, the culprit had already closed his eyes and went to sleep obediently.

Slowly getting up from the bed, the woman in white pushed open the door, and just stepped out of the room with one foot, then put it back again.

As if taking a breath, he slammed the door shut again.

After half a stick of incense, she looked at the white sun in the sky, breathed a sigh of relief, and left.

"Senior, what happened yesterday—" In the hall, as soon as the senior executives saw the woman in white coming out, they rushed over to her.

Mo Beichen was tossed by Yi Qingyun all night, and he didn't want to listen to the other party's long speech, so he waved his hand slightly.

Gao Li could only swallow those words back.

"I'm going out later, don't bother me in the backyard." Mo Beichen thought for a while before explaining.

"Yes." Gao Li replied quickly.

Before Mo Beichen reached the gate, he heard a crisp knock on the door.

"Sikong City Lord's Mansion, Sikong Xiangyu came to pay a visit."

The author has something to say: It may be updated a little later tomorrow, the class is full, and it will be updated at ten o'clock at the latest~

Seeing that many people said that they want to see the horse, there is no rush for this matter, so I decided to try to catch up with the progress during the May Day holiday, and try to arrange this plot in place.

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