chief magician

Goblin?

Where is the goblin?

Isn't it Ji Junze who flirts behind someone's back?

Mo Wuchen looked at Ji Junze with an unhappy smile on his face with a cold face. He should be angry, but the resentment that had been lingering in his heart suddenly became lighter for some reason.

"No goblins."

Mo Wuchen put down his sleeves with a cold face.

Ji Junze sighed lazily, leaned against the door frame, and glanced at him lightly: "Is this the customary 'open eyes and talk nonsense' of Zhengdao?"

Mo Wuchen kept a handsome face, stared at him deeply for a while, then suddenly raised his arm, rolled up his sleeves again, and raised his chin slightly: "Come here."

Ji Junze looked at him suspiciously.

What?

Mo Wuchen pursed his thin lips and said nothing, but his face was full of persistence, as if Ji Junze couldn't come, and he would never talk to him again.

Yo!

Look hypocritical!

The heroine is not as cute as you!

Although Ji Junze was a little impatient, he still walked to the side of the bed, and then he was startled by Mo Wuchen's arm that suddenly approached him.

"What are you doing?" Ji Junze stepped back and asked displeasedly.

"Look clearly." Mo Wuchen continued to raise his arm unmoved, pointing to the biggest mark that has turned purple, and said coldly: "It was pinched by someone. To be precise, this It was pinched by someone in your house."

Where did he get some goblin?

Even if there was, this little goblin came from the Ling family!

The unpredictability on Ji Junze's face lessened a little, and he leaned over to take a closer look, and was immediately a little embarrassed.

It was really pinched!

Ji Junze felt even more embarrassed when he thought of his group of blood guards who were so disgusted with Mo Wuchen.

He immediately turned his head and glared at a blood guard who came over to peek outside the door.

The blood guard froze in place awkwardly, then quickly straightened his expression, and asked seriously, "Master, do you need help?"

With that serious expression, if he hadn't just seen with his own eyes that he was the last one to jump out of Mo Wuchen's room, Ji Junze would have believed it.

"No need." Ji Junze gave him a warning look, and seeing that he was leaving quickly, he turned his head and looked at Mo Wuchen, who was covered in depression, with a handsome face paralyzed, and he played a rogue in a serious manner: "You can't talk nonsense. ! The people in my mansion...why pinch you?"

The subordinates raised by themselves, even if they are a group of teasers, have to cry to finish raising them.

So, even if you show me the injury, I won't let you make the decision!

Mo Wuchen pursed his lips, his happy mood just now became gloomy in an instant.

He is not as important as his subordinates!

This little bastard is actually talking nonsense with his eyes open for the sake of his group of hidden guards!

Mo Wuchen sat on the bed in a bad mood, and after staring at Ji Junze for a while, he pulled off the other sleeve with a cold face.

The inner arm was worse than the outer one - more bruises!

Ji Junze coughed.

I'm a little embarrassed.

Those funny guys... Are they leaning against the wall, squatting on the bed, squatting in rows to pinch people?

Although Ji Junze complained endlessly in his heart, there was still a shallow innocent smile on his face, as if he really didn't know anything: "Ah! It hurts so badly!" He sighed sympathetically.

Mo Wuchen's face suddenly became colder, he took a deep look at Ji Junze, and then slowly tore open his skirt.

hiss!

Seeing Mo Wuchen's bare chest, Ji Junze took a small breath.

Even his chest is bruised and purple!

This time it seemed to be a little embarrassing.

This pinching... seems a bit ruthless.

The corner of Ji Junze's mouth twitched, coughed lightly, and still had an official smile that had nothing to do with him: "Mr. Mo is suffering."

Seeing that he was still like this, Mo Wuchen's aura was about to freeze, and he was about to take off his clothes with a cold face.

Ji Junze's eyes widened slightly, and he held down his increasingly wild hand: "No matter how much you look at, it must have nothing to do with the people in this house. So, Mr. Mo, if you take it off again, I will lose my face." .”

Although he was also curious, whether other parts of this person were also pinched.

Mo Wuchen laughed angrily: "Young Master Ling's ability to 'talk nonsense with eyes open' is really admirable to Mo!"

He held Ji Junze's hand backhand, with a bit of strength hidden in his eyes: "Shouldn't Young Master Ling give Momou an explanation?"

Ji Junze's hand was held down by him, and he immediately struggled. While the two were tearing apart, his palm accidentally moved to Mo Wuchen's naked chest.

Mo Wuchen's chest is white and beautiful, but it doesn't look weak at all, but has strong muscles and sharp lines. At the moment, it is covered with those bruises and red marks, which looks extremely ambiguous and dangerous.

Ji Junze suddenly felt that his palms were burning a little, and he backed away unnaturally, only to find that Mo Wuchen pressed even tighter, rubbing against his skin, which immediately made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Release me!" Ji Junze yelled angrily, his hand became stronger and stronger, but he didn't want to slip this time and slipped to a certain point, and then rubbed hard.

"Oh!" Mo Wuchen immediately snorted softly, and his back arched even more stiffly.

Ji Junze followed suit and froze.

Nima!

I didn't do it on purpose, do you believe it?

The two stared at each other, Mo Wuchen didn't know what to think, his handsome face was covered in red, but he still held onto his hand firmly.

Feeling the touch under his palm, Ji Junze almost cried.

"Mo Wuchen! Let me go!"

This sentence was squeezed out of Ji Junze's teeth.

Mo Wuchen seemed to have just come back to his senses, his fingertips twitched nervously, and he was about to let go immediately, but he didn't want to glance out of the corner of his eye, and saw Tuanzi coming in from outside with a smile.

Mo Wuchen loosened his hand just a little bit, and then clenched it tightly again in an instant.

Tighter than before!

Ji Junze felt his relaxation at first, and was pulling his hand in a smooth manner, but now he was holding him down suddenly, and the whole palm rubbed hard on the bulge under the palm, and he still rubbed half of it with a swipe. The distance is so close that you can't die, your finger is just right on it.

He froze completely in an instant.

You are a joker!

What are you doing?

Ji Junze looked at Mo Wuchen, who was about to cry, but his face was flushed, and when he heard his involuntary humming, his whole body refused.

So you let go, why did you suddenly hold on tight again?

This friction will kill people, understand? !

"what--"

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation at the door.

Ji Junze turned his head with a stiff neck, his handsome face turned green immediately.

Tuanzi was looking at him and Mo Wuchen blankly, shook his head, and then turned around and ran away.

"I, I, I... I didn't see anything!"

She screamed as she ran.

"...Come back!" Ji Junze yelled weakly, and then turned his head to look at Mo Wuchen angrily: "I told you to let go and you won't let go, are you happy now? I've ruined Tuanzi, and I'll kill you!"

After all, he struggled to grab his hand, but found that Mo Wuchen's strength was only slightly relaxed for a moment.

Ji Junze suddenly became angry, raised his fingers, and grabbed his chest with a ruthless claw, and then smiled ferociously: "Is it loose? Is it loose?!"

Mo Wuchen, who was hit in the chest, trembled for a moment, his whole body trembled, and he let go of Ji Junze's hand with a swipe, then he suddenly fell back, and hit the bed with a thud.

At this time, his handsome face was flushed, his breathing was uneven, his clothes were wide open, and his body was covered with bruises. Leprechauns who commit crimes.

He stared at Ji Junze with a ruthless face, and kept tightening his fingers in the sleeve robe, his eyes seemed to be surging with something terrible, black bottomless.

"Let... Let go..."

Mo Wuchen's voice turned weirdly, his usually cool and pleasant voice became a little hoarse, and it was strangely charming.

Ji Junze was startled by this sound, and instantly regained his senses from Mo Wuchen's messy and ambiguous boundless beauty, then shook like a ghost, and let go of his fingers with a swipe.

He looked at Mo Wuchen who was paralyzed on the bed with a distorted expression, who seemed to be brewing an attack, then looked at his fingers, and then looked at Mo Wuchen's chest that was obviously reddened by his grasp... Suddenly, the whole person was in a panic. Oh no.

Damn, did I get possessed by some strange thing just now? !

Why would I hit my chest?

Ji Junze trembled in horror, turned his head and ran away.

Mo Wuchen subconsciously raised his hand to grab him, but only caught a corner of his clothes.

Seeing the corner of his clothes slipping away from his hand, Mo Wuchen was slightly stunned, until the door was closed by the wind and there was a loud bang, then he slowly came back to his senses, then, looking down at his chest, he found It was a light smile.

Ji Junze's reaction and expression just now really made him a little...unable to stop.

He originally thought that his concern for him was only based on his companion's worry and his desire to possess the person who lived and died with him. However, when he was touched by Ji Junze just now, the joy and satisfaction that was constantly stirring in his chest and almost overwhelmed him, But tell him it's not just that.

"Little fairy..."

Mo Wuchen thought of him fleeing in panic like a rabbit, so he couldn't help but raise his hand to press his forehead, and smiled softly.

His low-mellow and melodious voice is hoarse with a unique charm, and every word can make people's ears turn red.

Mo Wuchen closed his eyes slowly, until the restless heat in his chest and lower abdomen calmed down, then sat up slowly, then lowered his head and began to straighten his clothes.

All the charms were covered by his meticulous attire. When he stood up and got out of bed, he was already the chief disciple of the Shaoyang sect who was ascetic and cold, just like the beauty before, and he had nothing to do with him The relationship is the same.

Ji Junze.

I found myself wanting more.

Are you ready?

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Ji Junze: Did you make your bump? !

Mo Wuchen: ...Can I want more? !

Ji Junze: ... Ma Ma has a pervert here!