[Basic three] Help, wait for me

After waking up, the world changed drastically.

When Nan Jiu opened his eyes and woke up, if Mo Zhichen was not still lying beside him, he almost thought he had been kidnapped.

Look at the flower-woven carpet under this body, the low tables next to it, the burning incense in the center of the table, the brush and ink chess pieces lying aside, and the hard-working coachman behind the curtain.

The carriages that were originally piled up in a mess suddenly became warm and heart-warming.

but……

but.

"Fuck, where are my boxes!" Nan Jiu suddenly shouted after looking around.

Although his boxes are in the way and awkward, they contain everything you need, with a rich variety of items, which can be called the boxes of a 24-hour daily necessities supermarket in the new era.

Mo Zhichen stretched slowly, and said, "It's in the way, throw it away."

threw!When he fell asleep, he even threw away his department store.

Mo Zhichen half stood up, looked at him Yiyi, and kissed him lightly, "If there is anything Ah Jiu wants, just buy it again."

Nan Jiu froze in an instant, and replied weakly with a "hmm", completely lost in the prodigal spirit of the local tyrant.

Mo Zhichen lay on his back and looked at it for a while, then got up and sat beside the small table, took out a small box, twisted some tea leaves and threw them into the teapot.

Nan Jiu smelled a very familiar smell, and sat down, picked up a few pieces of tea leaves and smelled them, "West Lake Longjing?"

Mo Zhichen praised him, "Ah Jiu doesn't even know a few words, but he can smell the fragrance and know the tea."

Nan Jiu opened his mouth and said, "I don't have such a great ability, that's—" After a sudden pause, she realized that she almost said something shameful and shameless, so she quickly shut up.

"What is it?" Mo Zhichen asked curiously.

"Yes..." Nan Jiu's eyeballs rolled up and down, left and right, it seemed that Mo Zhichen didn't remember the West Lake Dragon Well that molested him back then, so he had to pass by with a haha.

When Mo Zhichen held up a cup to pour tea, his movements were gentle and elegant, with the beauty and dignity of a master, and it was better than any tea art show Nan Jiu had ever seen.

It's a pity that the water in the teapot is a bit warm, and the emerald green Longjing tea can't be boiled. Not only the color of the tea is not good, but the taste is not strong, which is not what I remember.

Nan Jiu's mouth was faster than his brain, and he died again, put down his teacup and said, "It's not good, it's too bitter, it's not as good as your taste."

Mo Zhichen stopped holding the tea by his mouth and asked doubtfully, "My taste?"

Responding, Nan Jiu blushed all of a sudden, gulped down the tea in his hand, and wanted to fool him, but when he looked up, he found Mo Zhichen's staring gaze.

Cowardly, he pushed the cup over and said, "One more...one more cup."

Mo Zhichen raised his hand to pour tea, then continued to stare at him.

"The first, third cup..."

Pour tea again and continue to stare.

Sure enough, the more Nan Jiu was stared at, the more he couldn't control himself. After drinking three cups of tea, he immediately disarmed, slapped the tea cup in front of Mo Zhichen, raised his chin, and said shamelessly, "Ah yes, yours Taste, the taste of your mouth."

Mo Zhichen was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, rubbing Nan Jiu's head and couldn't stop laughing.

Nan Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood. Damn, he knew it clearly, but he insisted on forcing people to speak out.

Turned into anger, he rushed forward and reprimanded, "You're playing tricks on me!"

Mo Zhichen met the pounce, took advantage of the situation and wrapped Nan Jiu into his arms, and begged for forgiveness with a smile, "I was wrong, I will never play with the little general again."

Nan Jiu snorted, and wanted to get out of his arms, but was wrapped tightly by Mo Zhichen, and blew into his ear, "Since the tea is not fragrant enough, why don't you get some incense."

Isn't this Chi Guoguo's teasing!

Nan Jiu leaned back to avoid him, and refused, "The tea is not fragrant, and the tea you just drank is also not fragrant enough."

Mo Zhichen laughed, grabbed a pinch of tea leaves and threw them into his mouth, held them under his tongue, supported Nan Jiu's back of the head which kept retreating with one hand, approached with a smile and said, "This is delicious enough."

"you……"

Opening his mouth, Mo Zhichen kissed it, his lips were blocked, his teeth were pried open, and the warmed tea leaves were pushed in by the tip of his tongue.

The aroma of tea permeates, and the bitter taste turns into a sweet fragrance.

Stirring the tea leaves, Nan Jiu suddenly thought a lot. Leaving aside what Mo Zhichen meant to him, he did have some indescribable feelings for the second young master Mo. He didn't have anyone he cared about in his life, and the most fascinating time was just staring at the heroic senior sister from the martial arts troupe next door all afternoon.As for the Huangjimo that I met later in the game, no one could tell whether it was true or not through a network cable.

But now, although Mo Zhichen played with him and molested him, it was all true to save him and protect him. At some point, he really fell into his gentle trap.

As for whether this trap is worth falling for, or whether you need to climb out, the beauty is in front of you, the young man is in your mouth, and the fragrance of tea is on your tongue, there is no time to think about it!As the saying goes, if you come, you will be at ease. The question of whether it is okay or not is too complicated for a person like him whose brain cells are dying. ah.

So the most important thing right now is to take a good picture of Mo Zhichen, so that he won't dare to tease anyone casually again.

Nanjiu rolled his eyes, there is a saying in the art of war that there are 36 strategies, and the No.30 strategy is mainly against the enemy.

After swallowing a mouthful of the broken tea dregs, Mo Zhichen had the tendency to let him go, but Nan Jiu bit it, pulled back the tip of his tongue that was about to withdraw, and continued to savor it carefully.Mo Zhichen rolled his eyes, showing no sign of displeasure, and just followed Nan Jiu to see what kind of tricks he was playing.

Nan Jiu really became bold, put his arms around Mo Zhichen's neck, and tightened the kiss to deepen the kiss. Although he pretended to be tough, it was extremely jerky, and Mo Zhichen, who kissed directly, almost burst out laughing.

When the kiss was deep, Nan Jiu pushed him directly, and his men restlessly picked Mo Zhichen's collar.

When Mo Zhichen suddenly fell down due to force, he was unprepared, swept the teacup with his sleeve, and his body also hit the car board with a "boom", and there were all kinds of broken sounds in the car for a while.

The coachman outside the curtain heard the strange noise, and asked a few more questions in a low voice, but no one answered, thinking that something happened inside, although there was no order from the owner, but caring is better than ignoring it suddenly, so he directly lifted the curtain and asked .

This is a good look, I saw the two people's collars twisted together, how indecent is that scene!

Although the coachman didn't dare to look at it, he was a serious farmer after all, and he had never seen such a scene before, so he was directly petrified on the spot.

Nan Jiu tugged for a long time, and felt that Mo Zhichen's collar hadn't been pulled off yet, and she was terribly cold.When she looked up, she didn't see the coachman staring at them with wide eyes. Nan Jiu glared at him impolitely and said, "What are you looking at, I haven't seen a kiss!"

The driver was honest, and really stammered back, "No, no." After finishing speaking, he suddenly realized that he quickly put down the curtain and turned back to continue driving, shaking his head to forget everything just now.

Mo Zhichen raised his hand and pinched Nan Jiu's waist, and said with a smile, "Ah Jiu is so domineering that even I feel inferior."

Nan Jiu pinched Mo Zhichen's face, and said with a smirk, "Are you afraid, I told you to tease me again later."

Mo Zhichen nodded repeatedly, and admitted seriously, "I'm scared".

Well, it’s good to be afraid.Nan Jiu proudly propped up the floor and was about to get up, but he was taken back by the moment he moved.

Mo Zhichen frowned, "You're gone, what should I do?"

"What should I do?" Nan Jiu was puzzled.

Mo Zhichen bent one leg, and Nan Jiu stuck to his body tightly. A burst of heat came from his lower abdomen, and Nan Jiu was shocked into a stone man in an instant, and his eyes would fall out without blinking. .

Fuck, it was just a kiss, but this guy actually reacted, who the hell is innocent.You are a villain who murders people like Mamo, even if it is a rumor, you have a bit of backbone, okay? If you kneel at this level, how can you still love each other in the future.

Send you two words, retribution.

Nan Jiu chuckled, lying on Mo Zhichen's body, and ambiguously drew his fingers along the smooth line of his chin, exhaled on Mo Zhichen's lips, and said softly, "What should I do? Of course I can do it myself."

Turning over, he rolled out of Mo Zhichen's arms, landed on the wall of the car, raised his foot and kicked Mo Zhichen lightly, looked at the roof of the car and said, "Go out and blow the cold wind, and come back in half an hour!"

Mo Zhichen was provoked and kicked for no reason, so it's fine if he doesn't solve it, and let him go out to blow cold wind.Then he leaned over and pushed towards Nan Jiu step by step, forcing Nan Jiu to sit in a corner.

"You, what are you doing!" Nan Jiu said anxiously.

"Why, you won't put out the fire you picked?" Mo Zhichen asked.

"Who knew you could not stand being teased so much!"

Mo Zhichen played a rogue again, "Since you want to tease me, why don't you tease me to the end."

Nan Jiu grabbed a piece of clothing from nowhere, covered her body and said, "I don't have the time, and I'm not in the mood."

Mo Zhichen approached, his voice was gentle and mellow, low and hazy, "Ah Jiu, don't you believe that my technology can make you feel this way?"

"I, I, I..." Looking at Mo Zhichen leaning over, with his neckline half open, and the scenery inside was boundless, Nan Jiu swallowed his saliva.

He really has a deep understanding of the principle of self-inflicted evil and the principle of death, and the law of death if you do nothing. I don't know if it's too late to apologize?

Nan Jiu was so remorseful that she covered her face.

Mo Zhichen sneered, patted Nan Jiu on the head, and said with a smile, "Don't hide, I'm just kidding you."

"Ah?" Nan Jiu was startled.

"I won't do anything to you." Mo Zhichen promised.

Nan Jiu didn't believe it. From Mo Zhichen's face all the way to see under him, the word "liar" was written in his eyes.

Mo Zhichen stood up neatly, bent over and approached the curtain, turned around and said with a smile, "It's too early to tease me, Ah Jiu."

Nan Jiu was stunned, and Mo Zhichen had already lifted the curtain and sat down with the coachman.

The coachman only took a look at Mo Zhichen, then straightened his neck and looked straight ahead, as if there was something sitting next to him that would open the eye of a needle at a glance.

The whip suddenly waved.

In response, a roar came from the carriage: "Mo Zhichen, you're playing tricks on me again!"

Mo Zhichen sat outside and smiled very leisurely.