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Mo Zihan stood up, saw the large wetness on Leng Che's neck, blushed instantly, coughed twice, and asked, "How do you feel about your body?"

Leng Che raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "It's okay, but I'm a little weak because of your pressure." He touched his chest again, coughed twice, his pale face and bloodless lips really seemed like that.

Mo Zihan became anxious immediately, rubbed Leng Che's chest hastily, and said, "I...I...I forgot, I'll rub it for you."

"Hey! Stop rubbing! Where are you touching?! Stop rubbing! I don't feel any pain anymore!" Leng Che yelled at Mo Zihan as his body became hot from being rubbed by Mo Zihan.

The uncomfortable feeling was very strong, it was so hot.

Mo Zihan was taken aback, and quickly withdrew the hand rubbing Leng Che's chest, pouted, and muttered: "It's not intentional, who made you feel so good, you still want to touch it after touching it for the first time." the second time……"

"What?! What did you say?! Tell me again!!" Leng Che heard Mo Zihan's muttering without saying a word, and instantly lost his composure. He blushed and roared with a thick neck.

"Uh... no, no, I didn't say anything." Seeing Leng Che's terrifying look, with veins popping out of his forehead, Mo Zihan instantly shook his head and waved his hands before retreating.

Leng Che snorted heavily, and said, "Don't hold back."

"Hey! Why don't you keep your mouth shut! I've taken care of you for three months and you're treating me like this?!" Mo Zihan was instantly angry, and asked angrily as he flashed to the bedside.

"Well, I know, but I can't really thank you." Leng Che saw Mo Zihan's pointed chin, his haggard face, and the trace of tiredness deep in his eyes, and felt a little distressed.

"You...forget it, anyway, you, a vile, shameless, cold-blooded bastard, won't thank people." Mo Zihan sat on the bed a little discouraged, and pouted.

"Hmm... are you tired?" Leng Che felt Mo Zihan's exhaustion, hesitated a little, and asked.

Hearing this, Mo Zihan was so angry that he said, "Why am I not tired! How can I not be tired after taking care of you for three months?!"

"Then...then you should take a break." Leng Che rubbed his ears, then said to Mo Zihan slightly unnaturally.

"Where should I go to rest?" Mo Zihan asked Leng Che wonderingly.

"That...here." Leng Che moved inside, turning his head away from looking at Mo Zihan, and whispered.

"Are you sure?" Mo Zihan asked with a smile, looking at the awkward Leng Che who didn't turn his head.

When I asked, my body had already climbed onto the bed. This question was completely nonsense.

Hearing the movement, Leng Che twitched the corners of his mouth, said some nonsense, then moved in again, and his whole body was pressed against the wall, blaming himself for liking single beds, hey.

Lying on the bed, Mo Zihan looked at Leng Che's sticking to the wall but still obstructing him, and shook his eyebrows. Is it still useful to stick to the wall or not stick to the wall?Where can such a big bed be posted?

Mo Zihan directly turned Leng Che's body around, and said helplessly, "Where do you want to stick it on such a big bed?"

"Uh...I...I...I just feel a little hot, stick it against the wall to cool myself down." Leng Che rolled his eyes, but he didn't look at Mo Zihan, the cold voice had completely disappeared.

"That's a good relationship. If you stick to me, I'll definitely be cool." Mo Zihan stuffed a pill into his mouth, and leaned towards Leng Che again.

"Hey hey hey, don't come here! Don't come here! You go over there! I'm not cold!" Leng Che was very afraid of Mo Zihan approaching, always felt uncomfortable, and regretted letting Mo Zihan in Rest here.

"Are you so afraid of me?" Mo Zihan frowned, seeing the flicker of panic in Leng Che's eyes, felt a little pain in his heart.

Mo Zihan smiled and said: "Okay, stop making trouble, I'm really tired, let's go to sleep." Then he turned around, sighed, and slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing Mo Zihan's lonely back, Leng Che pursed his lips slightly, closed his eyes, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what, and rolled over and over.

"Hey..." Leng Che sighed, staring at the carvings on the wall in a daze.

I always feel that I treat Mo Zihan differently from others, and I can't be indifferent in front of her, as if I shouldn't be indifferent in front of her.

But what is the difference?Leng Che didn't know, and couldn't think of a reason to come out, so he had to give up, but he knew that he should be empty.

Thinking of this, Leng Che patted his forehead, that Mr. Kongkong hasn't been killed yet, he will kill him when he recovers.

Mo Zihan couldn't bear the movement of Leng Che's left and right slapping the wall, so he turned around and hugged Leng Che with his eyes closed, and put his legs around Leng Che's waist, tightly confining her .

"Hey! Damn woman! Hey! What are you doing?! Put your hands down! Put your legs down!!" Mo Zihan hugged Leng Che, his face turned red instantly, and he growled at Mo Zihan road.

But Mo Zihan fell asleep with his eyes closed as if he didn't hear, and hugged Leng Che tightly, his arms tightened more and more.

"Dead woman... put your hands down..." Leng Che said dryly, his voice became smaller and smaller, and there was no sound at the back.

It's been more than half an hour since Mo Zihan slept soundly, while Leng Che was helplessly depressed with dry mouth and tongue.

Leng Che made a decision in his heart, never let Mo Zihan sleep next to her in the future!Although it feels good to be hugged by Mo Zihan, but... Leng Che exhausted his last strength and shouted: "Mo Zihan! Don't you fucking hug me!!"

There was still no movement, Leng Che twitched the corners of his mouth, a sense of exhaustion came over, making Leng Che drowsy, forget it, whatever he wanted, he closed his eyes, and fell asleep in Mo Zihan's arms past.

"Has Mo Zihan still not come back?" Leng Lie walked around the room with his hands behind his back and asked the person kneeling beside him.

"Yes, my subordinates couldn't find Miss Mo." Leng Min's voice was as harsh as a knife cutting glass.

"Have you checked it?" Leng Lie stopped pacing, but sat on a chair and asked.

"I have checked, Miss Mo was with a woman, and then disappeared." Leng Min replied.

"Hmm... What's unusual about Mo Zhuang?" Leng Lie nodded slightly, and asked again.

"Nothing, Zhuang Mo went out once, but his subordinates were not strong enough, so he lost him." Leng Min replied.

"Then do you know where she's going?" Leng Lie's eyes gradually became cold, and he asked.

"It's the direction to the world." Leng Min replied.

"Well, it's none of your business, let's go down first." He nodded coldly, waved his hand, and said.

"Yes, this subordinate is resigning." Leng Min responded, and disappeared immediately.

With cold eyes, he thought, did Mo Wuhuan really go to the world?Or...knowing that he sent someone to follow her?Mo Zihan didn't know where she went, and who was that woman with her?

Mo Zihan opened his eyes very comfortably, turned his head to look at Leng Che in his arms, saw her sleeping face, smiled slightly, placed a kiss on her forehead, and got out of bed.

Now that Leng Che woke up, it was time for him to return to Mo Zhuang. Although his mother gave him a five-month deadline, it didn't mean that Leng Lie wouldn't doubt it. If he really doubted it, it would be troublesome.

Mo Zihan took off the jade pendant around his neck and placed it beside Leng Che, then went out and summoned the Snow-Churching Sword, which turned into a stream of light and headed towards Mo Zhuang.

Leng Che slowly opened his eyes, saw a piece of jade pendant next to him, took it and put it in the palm of his hand, it was warm, with body temperature, the smell was exactly the same as the one on Mo Zihan, Leng Che closed his eyes, and put the jade pendant Hold it in the palm of your hand.

"Master! Miss Mo has already returned to Mo Village." Leng Min came to the room and said coldly to those who were drinking tea.

"Well, I see, you go down first." He took a sip of tea coldly and waved his hand.

Leng Min responded and disappeared.

Leng Lie put the tea on the table, a container suddenly appeared in his hand, looking at the container, Leng Lie smiled bitterly, and disappeared immediately.

"Mom! I'm back." Mo Zihan yelled straight to Xiaomo Pavilion after returning to Mo Village.

"It's good to be back, I've seen your grandfather." Mo Wuhuan nodded, then nodded slightly to Leng Lie who was sitting across from him.

Mo Zihan looked at Leng Lie, a trace of imperceptible disgust flashed in his eyes, but he still bowed to Leng Lie and said, "Zi Han has seen Grandpa."

"Hey, okay, come and sit here." He smiled coldly, then pointed to the seat beside him and smiled at Mo Zihan.

Mo Zihan frowned, what's going on with this cold old man?In the past, he was lukewarm towards himself, but now he is so enthusiastic, which is definitely weird.

However, Mo Zihan still sat down next to Leng Lie. If Leng Che saw his well-behaved appearance, he would definitely shout that he was pretending to be real.

"You chat with your grandfather first, I still have some things to deal with." Mo Wuhuan stood up and said to Mo Zihan.

"Well, let's go get busy with Wuhuan, as long as I have Zihan here to accompany me." Leng Leng smiled at Mo Wuhuan and said.

"Excuse me." Mo Wuhuan nodded and said.Then he turned and left.

Mo Zihan sighed secretly, letting himself chat with the old man, it would be better to kill her, but mother's fate is inevitable, so he can only chat with the old man Leng.

"Hey, Zihan, look at this, I'm giving you a gift, see if you like it." Leng Lie suddenly seemed to think of something, and took out an extremely sharp and strange weapon from the storage ring.

Seeing the strange weapon in Leng Lie's hand, Mo Zihan frowned slightly, the appearance was too ugly.

Mo Zihan politely refused, "Grandpa, I already have a weapon, you should keep this for yourself."

"Hey, I know you have a weapon. This weapon is just for you to remember. You know, these blades are made of dragon's sharp teeth. They are extremely sharp." Then, he threw the weapon to Mo Zihan. Moved there.

Mo Zihan leaned back and said: "I know this weapon is extremely sharp, but I really have a weapon, so forget it, and this is a sword edge made of dragon teeth, so good Zi Han thinks it’s better for you to keep your weapon.”

"Hey...forget it then, let's see how sharp this weapon is." Sighing coldly, shaking his head with some pity, he handed the strange weapon in his hand to Mo Zihan.

Mo Zihan took a look at Leng Lie, and found that his complexion was unstable, and he frowned slightly. He felt weird in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was weird.

But Leng Lie said so, and Mo Zihan couldn't refuse, so he had to reach out to pick up the strange weapon.

Cold but seemingly careless, the sharp edge of the sword touched Mo Zihan's palm, and instantly blood flowed down the palm and onto the strange weapon.

Mo Zihan let out a cry, quickly withdrew his hand, took out a handkerchief from the storage ring to cover his bleeding palm, and frowned at Leng Lie.

Leng Lie said with some regret: "Oh, it's all my fault! You were so careless! Zihan, how is your hand?" He stepped forward to check Mo Zihan's wound.

"No, I'm fine. Grandpa, can I take a rest?" Mo Zihan smiled and stopped the cold movement, and asked politely.

"Hey, it's all my fault. I hurt you. You can rest. I'm leaving too. There are too many things going on in the village." Shaking his head coldly, he said again.

"Well, grandpa, let's go." Mo Zihan said with a smile while covering his wound.

"Hey, let's go." Nodding coldly, he disappeared immediately.

Mo Zihan's eyes gradually became cold, this coldness is too weird.Mo Zihan looked at his scratched hand again, and narrowed his eyes slightly, it was definitely weird.

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