chief magician

Mo Wuchen's body was stained with a little strawberry sweetness, Ji Junze liked to eat this, and he has a dog's nose, so he smelled it immediately.

Mo Wuchen thought of the plate of big strawberries that was snatched away by a certain cheeky elder, and thought that it was the largest and most delicious plate he had specially asked his subordinates to pick out, and a bit of grievance appeared in his eyes.

Ji Junze immediately felt sad and distressed: "What's the matter? I don't blame you if you steal it!"

Mo Wuchen gently held Ji Junze's fingertips, because he was afraid of hurting Ji Junze, so the force was very light and light: "No, I know you like that strawberry pudding, so I planted a strawberry garden...I have promised I will give it to the palace lord later, I brought you food, but the palace lord still eats all the strawberries because of his high cultivation."

He pursed his thin lips, took over the broken plate that had just been thrown on the bed, and looked at Ji Junze with a guilty face: "It's because my cultivation base is too low to stop the Palace Master."

Ji Junze looked down at the potholes on the plate that had been violently dug out, and some not-so-good violent images instantly appeared in his mind.

"I don't blame you!" Ji Junze held Mo Wuchen's fingers with his backhand, and looked into Mo Wuchen's eyes seriously: "I know you are the best to me, and you want to get me the best things...but you You are still young, it is normal that you cannot beat the Palace Master."

Mo Wuchen was immediately moved: "Ozawa!"

He rushed over and kissed the corner of Ji Junze's mouth, seeing the person in his arms opened his mouth obediently in order to comfort him, his eyes suddenly darkened.

It's just that he just poked out the tip of his tongue, and when he tasted the sweetness for the first time, he suddenly took it back, and only lightly kissed the corner of Ji Junze's lips: "When you are well, I will take you to live in my manor."

Ji Junze is not a hypocritical person at all, after having an in-depth conversation with Mo Wuchen in the morning, he let go of his knots, and now, in order to make Mo Wuchen happy, he naturally has no objection.

It's just a change of place to live, it's better than the palace lord bullying Mo Wuchen.

Although Ji Junze hadn't seen the palace lord after waking up, it seemed that the other party avoided him deliberately, but from the elders and Moyu Moyun, he could still vaguely feel that the palace lord seemed to look down on Mo Wuchen.

Ji Junze has always been a very defensive person. Seeing that the palace lord even wanted to grab a plate of strawberries from Mo Wuchen, his anger was aroused in his heart: "You don't have to wait until I'm all healed, you can leave today."

Mo Wuchen was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned red all of a sudden.

He never expected that Ji Junze could do this for him.

"Ozawa~~" Mo Wuchen held Ji Junze's hand tightly, wishing to sacrifice his whole body to him for a moment, letting him do whatever he wanted to do to him.

At the door, the silent palace lord smiled coldly, really felt that he had watched a big show.

He didn't believe Mo Yun couldn't help talking about the vixen before, but now he experienced it for himself, and Cang Ling felt that his eyes were opened.

He knew that Mo Wuchen was a dramatist, but he didn't expect that he was also an expert at suing black.

Isn't it just a plate of strawberries?

And this plate of strawberries, isn't this bastard kid's reward for getting news?

"Ability!" Cang Ling looked at Mo Wuchen with a smile that was not a smile: "The fingerprints on the plate were picked by me? Why don't you say it again for Ozawa's sake?"

Mo Wuchen's back stiffened, as if he had just realized that Cang Ling was listening to the corner of the wall. He got up respectfully, saluted respectfully, and said respectfully: "...It wasn't the Palace Master who did it, but the brat was rude."

Ji Junze pursed his lips, lifted the quilt and was about to get up: "We are rude, please punish the Palace Master!"

Mo Wuchen was quick to stop him, but Cangling was one step faster than Mo Wuchen because of his high cultivation.

Clearly the afterimage was still at the door, but Cang Ling himself was already standing by the bed, gently but domineeringly holding down Ji Junze's hand, Cang Ling didn't use any force, but Ji Junze couldn't move his whole body.

Cang Ling patted Ji Junze's forehead lightly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Lie down, you don't just sing about bitter tricks, if you toss your body a few more times, you're looking for death."

As if Ji Junze hadn't noticed it, he smiled lightly and said, "The boy's life is hard, and he won't die!"

But even though he said so, he did obediently waded and did not move. After confirming that Cang Ling had no murderous intentions for himself and Mo Wuchen, nor did he intend to take the opportunity to settle the score, he was not interested in probing any further.

As long as this mysterious palace lord doesn't hurt Mo Wuchen and himself, the palace lord can do whatever he likes, and he has nothing to fear.

From Ji Junze's lazy expression, Cang Ling could see his indifference and indifference towards him, and couldn't help but feel his heart twitch slightly, feeling sore and uncomfortable.

Thinking about Ji Junze's tricks just now, it was all for the little fox Mo Wuchen, Cang Ling couldn't bear to hate Ji Junze, so he had to come to Mo Wuchen.

"Is it fun? You asked Ozawa to fight against me? Huh?"

"I was the one to be rude!" Mo Wuchen said solemnly, his drooping eyes concealed the intense look in his eyes.

However, this stern look was not aimed at others, but at himself.

He just wanted to act like a baby with Ji Junze, hoping that he would be more partial to himself, but just now Ozawa almost had a conflict because of his own words, which made him wary of the palace lord, which made him hate his work so much.

He's really... so proud of him!

Mo Wuchen lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly, thinking that Ji Junze was so ill and still arguing with him, so he wanted to slap himself a few times.

It's just that the fierceness directed at him was interrupted before it fully inflated.

Ji Junze held Mo Wuchen's fist, tilted his head to look at him, raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "What are you thinking about? Huh?"

Mo Wuchen opened his mouth, and there were thousands of words in his heart, and he only turned into an apology: "I'm sorry."

Ji Junze was amused: "Why do you apologize? I just like you acting like a baby with me, and I like you suing me. You look so wronged and cute, I like it very much! So, why do you apologize?"

He squeezed Mo Wuchen's fist, and Mo Wuchen obediently let go, and then Ji Junze held his fingers, intertwining them.

Ji Junze scratched Mo Wuchen's palm, and smiled lazily: "If you want to apologize, it should be the palace lord who apologizes, eavesdropping on other people's husbands and wives talking about love, and even snatching snacks from the younger generation... It's disrespectful to the old!"

Every time he said a word, Mo Wuchen's eyes lit up a little, and when he finished the last sentence, Mo Wuchen had completely forgotten the previous anger and self-blame, leaving only the sparkling joy in his eyes.

"Ozawa~~" Mo Wuchen yelled affectionately, grinning happily, smiling like a fool.

"Small!" Ji Junze chuckled, if it wasn't for the inappropriate occasion, and he really didn't have the strength, he really wanted to pull this silly lover into his arms and kiss him.

Cang Ling on the side stared dumbfounded, even though he claimed to be well-informed, he had never seen such a crazy dog ​​man.

Cang Ling couldn't help asking Ji Junze: "Are you blind?" Mo Wuchen, the little fox, was clearly acting coquettishly and trying to get away with it!This little fox was not so silly and sweet when he just sued him!

Ji Junze was unhappy: "Dare to ask the Palace Master, did the Palace Master steal the strawberries?"

Cang Ling's eyes flashed: "How could it be robbery? This little fox asked me a question, and I answered it. Strawberries are his reward for giving me!"

Ji Junze smiled: "How to send it? Did you offer it with both hands?"

The corners of Cang Ling's mouth twitched slightly, and he stared at Ji Junze silently for a moment, then laughed and forced to change the subject: "You bastard! You only care about men, not elders! When you were bullied by that strange thing, I tried my best to save you." You kid! That plate of strawberries is your apology and thanks!"

While talking, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Ji Junze's hair into a chicken nest.

Seeing the veins popping up on Ji Junze's forehead, he obediently held back and didn't move, just looked up at himself from the messy hair on his head, Cang Ling's hand paused slightly, and a gleam of water slipped through his eyes almost invisible... …

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Mo Wuchen: Well, I'm so spoiled, I think I need to get used to it.