The Fantasy Boss is Weak and Helpless After Crossing

Ji Yu's hands tightened, and before he could figure out why he was laughing like this, his body was pushed away and he fell to the ground.

"Ji Yu, what the **** is going on with you!?" Tang Jiuge stood in front of Mo Xuan, his eyes seemed to be burning with red flames, and his body was full of depressed and oppressive aura.

She really couldn't stand Ji Yu's moody mood recently, and even if she was angry at her, she was still angry at Mo Xuan.

Ji Yu, who fell to the ground, raised his head in astonishment. This was the first time he saw Tang Jiuge yelling at him so angrily, but...

Ji Yu looked at Mo Xuan who was smoothing his collar behind her.

However, it was because of this person that he was angry with him...

Tang Jiuge saw that Ji Yu was dumbfounded and didn't speak. Even when he was angry, he didn't want to talk to him. He dragged Mo Xuan and dragged him into the house, "Let's go back to tempering, and it will be really delayed if we go back."

Mo Xuan looked at Tang Jiuge's hand holding his palm, his eyes flashed, and he smiled slowly.

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"Why didn't you just push him away? What did you let him hold on to?"

In the room, after Tang Jiuge asked what they were talking about, she learned that Ji Yu suddenly lost control of her emotions again, frowning and biting her lips while looking at the wrinkles on Mo Xuan's clothes.

Before Ji Yu was just angry at her, he sent people flying, but now he can't even move when someone grabs him by the collar and yells.

Mo Xuan didn't speak, just reached out and started to unbutton his clothes, as if he felt that his clothes were dirty.

Tang Jiuge was stunned for a moment, then immediately covered her face and turned around, her cheeks were a little red, and she was a little irritated, she almost blurted out the old name again, "sh... Mo Xuan, don't take off your clothes in front of me!"

Mo Xuan threw the clothes into the clothes basket with a calm expression, walked to the closet, and looked at Tang Jiuge's crimson ears with a smile in his eyes, but his voice was still as cool as the morning mist, "It's just a change of clothes, you're not alone. See, what are you afraid of?"

"That's different." Tang Jiuge listened carefully to the movement and didn't dare to move her hand away.

Mo Xuan slowly picked out a piece of clothing, and sighed silently in his heart: He had praised him for being super good before, but now he no longer praised him.

He felt that he was a little impatient now, and always came up with some strange ideas to attract her.

Putting on his clothes, he brushed his messy hair and answered her question just now.

"Just now, I was just afraid that I accidentally hurt him and made you embarrassed." His voice was low, showing a bit of indifference, as if it was not a big deal.

In fact, when Tang Jiuge touched his head, he suddenly figured out something. Maybe showing weakness in front of her occasionally will have unexpected rewards.

The last time he hurt Ji Yu, although he finally took care of it, Tang Jiuge and Ji Yu grew up together, and it was inevitable that they would feel sorry for that man.

Thinking about it now, that person can't hurt him anyway, so why not let him become the one who makes trouble for no reason, and let the stupid cat feel sorry for him.

Tang Jiuge's heart suddenly sank when she heard Mo Xuan's words, and the little face hidden under her palm was a little sad.

Mo Xuan has always carried the arrogance and arrogance of the proud of the sky. In front of outsiders, he will always be like an unreachable moon in the water, which cannot be violated by others. It seems that once he tries to break it, the clear pool containing the cold moon will definitely blow up. Blizzard froze people to pieces.

However, he didn't get angry because he was grabbed by the collar because of her.

"Okay, turn around." Mo Xuan changed his clothes and sat back on the chair again.

Tang Jiuge put down her hands and walked to Mo Xuan.

He was wearing a simple black-gray T-shirt and white sports trousers, his skin was cold and white, and he was leaning against the back of the chair in a relaxed posture, with one hand on the armrest, slightly clenching his fist and holding his chin, and his long legs were placed casually. Wearing a military uniform, he was less serious and more youthful.

Tang Jiuge suddenly realized that she always seemed to ignore his age in the past, because he was an elder and because of his strength, she always took care of him with peace of mind, but he actually didn't need to do this at all...

"Why did you make yourself wronged for me!?" Tang Jiuge asked, her voice choked.

Yes, she felt that Mo Xuan just wronged herself.

She couldn't bear to see him put down his arrogant temperament and be held by the collar like that and still be silent. He should have been a fir standing proudly in the blizzard, and he would not be destroyed by anything.

As long as she thought about it like this, she was inexplicably sad, even if he was for her.

Mo Xuan looked at Tang Jiuge in front of him. The corners of her lips pursed, and her jewel-like eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, but there seemed to be flames dancing at the bottom of her eyes.

She really felt sorry for him and felt resentful for him, but she was about to cry.

Mo Xuan suddenly felt a little regretful, he didn't want to make her feel guilty and sad.

Reaching out, he took her wrist and pulled her closer.

It was a dark night outside the window, the room was lit with warm yellow lights, and the shadows of the two of them were shallowly reflected on the closed curtains.

Mo Xuan caressed her face with one hand, wiped away the wetness from her eyes, and there was a warm light in her eyes, "Don't cry, I... If you don't like it, I won't do this next time."

"Really?" Tang Jiuge's voice was a little hoarse.

"real."

Tang Jiuge nodded reassuringly after hearing what he said, and lightly sniffed.

Just thinking of Ji Yu, she lowered her head again, her body seemed to be surrounded by a low layer of dark air, "Ji Yu's side, I will have a good talk with him, whether you want to teach him is your freedom, he doesn't make sense because This one throws a tantrum at you.

However, his mood is really strange recently. If necessary, I will take him to the school hospital to see a psychiatrist. "

Mo Xuan glanced sideways, and he actually guessed that it was probably because Tang Jiuge called him by his name, which made him suspicious.

"This is a conflict between us. To solve it, I will talk with him. You don't care about this matter anymore.

You don't want to see him recently. After today's incident, he's emotionally unstable, and he won't necessarily do anything to you. You send me his contact information, and I will handle everything. "

Mo Xuan thought about it and said, firstly, he didn't want her to be caught in a dilemma between them, and secondly, he was selfish - he was afraid that Ji Yu would tell Tang Jiuge, and at present he didn't want Tang Jiuge to know his thoughts. I am afraid that she will not be able to accept it and affect her practice.

Seeing that Mo Xuan's attitude was so firm and clear, Tang Jiuge nodded and sent him Ji Yu's business card.

Today's unexpected conflict has come to an end, Mo Xuan rubbed Tang Jiuge's head and stood up, "Okay, let's go downstairs and train."

"Yeah." Tang Jiuge nodded and followed.

Mo Xuan lowered his eyes and looked at Tang Jiuge's tight little face, feeling a heavy breath all over her body, and frowned slightly.

She still didn't seem very happy.

Mo Xuan rubbed his fingers helplessly, and Mo Xuan didn't know what to do. He couldn't say nice things to coax girls.

Although he knew that Tang Jiuge could digest bad emotions, he still hoped that her unhappy time would be shorter, and she almost cried because of him today.

"Tang Jiuge." Mo Xuan stopped her and gently pulled her arm.

Tang Jiuge turned around halfway, and blinked at the same time, her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings and then opened. At this time, her eyes were a little indifferent because of the lack of interest, but with the tear mole at the end of her eye, I don't know why. It seemed a little cold and seductive.

Mo Xun was a little nervous, and her heart beat faster.

His neck is straight and slender, thin and powerful, and he can draw lines full of tight tension in casual movements, and even the rolling of his Adam's apple at this time highlights a secret sexy.

Mo Xuan pursed his lower lip, pretending to be calm, and said lightly as usual: "This afternoon, you did well, and I can give you a reward."

She should be happy when she is rewarded. Mo Xun thought about it.

Tang Jiuge was stunned for a moment, and her bad mood was instantly forgotten, and then her little hand grabbed the hem of the jacket, feeling a little helpless, "Yes, can you?"

Mo Xun shifted his gaze to another place and nodded.

Tang Jiuge was a little shy, but also excited and looking forward to it. She raised her eyes to look at Mo Xuan, then immediately lowered her head, with her hands hooked behind her back, and looked down at her toes.

She just waited for a while, but she still didn't get a kiss.

She raised her head suspiciously, but saw that Mo Xun just happened to be looking over.

At the moment when the eyes collided, Mo Xuan only felt that his heart was about to burst out. He regretted that he had proposed this, and even regretted that he had promised her this reward.

He rarely regretted it, but in just one night, he regretted it three times.

The last time he kissed her, he kissed her more or less because she bluntly wanted it, because he dreamed that Elder Hope would kiss her and be jealous, because he just realized that he liked her.

But now... he is a little guilty. In her eyes, his kiss may be a kind of comfort and encouragement, but to him, this is the love he wants to possess her privately, but he couldn't refuse such an invitation and temptation at the beginning.

"You close your eyes." He closed his eyes, his throat tightened.

"Oh, good..." Tang Jiuge responded and blinked. I don't know why, but Mo Xuan's eyes just now were extremely deep, like a black abyss that can eat people trying to **** her into it, she was a little stunned.

She leaned closer to Mo Xun again and grabbed his clothes with both hands, afraid that she would not be able to stand still if she closed her eyes for a while.

The room fell into silence, but the heartbeat was particularly clear in the ears of the two of them.

Mo Xuan looked at the girl who had closed her eyes. Under the sufficient light, she could clearly see that her curled eyelashes were trembling slightly. He raised his hand and turned off the light, as if turning off the bright light. Obscure thoughts will not be illuminated indistinctly.

Only the bedside lamp was on in the room, and Yingyingchaochuo could see their current position.

The girl's face was shrouded in dim yellow, hazy, quiet and beautiful.

There is a faint aroma lingering on the tip of the nose, which is her smell.

At this time, the shadow of the two people standing opposite to each other was clearly reflected on the curtain.

One figure raised its hand and stroked the face of the other figure, then slowly bent down and pressed down, the two heads were getting closer and closer until they met at a certain point.

When Mo Xuan slowly left her cheek, she saw that she opened her eyes. Those eyes seemed to crush and **** in all the lights in the room, sparkling and moving.

Mo Xun's arms were hanging by his side, and he circled behind her waist for a moment. He wanted to hug her but put it down.

Tang Jiuge looked at him intently.

Under such dim light, half of Mo Xuan's face fell into shadow, and his face that should have been clear and smooth was a little sharper under the outline of the black line, but only the pair of black eyes changed from the usual indifference. It was as if being injected into a warm spring, with a soft light, full of her appearance.

so pretty...

Tang Jiuge thought.

Mo Xun clenched his fingers, he vaguely felt that the current atmosphere was too dangerous, and if it went on like this, he couldn't help kissing her, not just her face.

Mo Xuan tried his best to look away and straightened up quickly.

At this moment, the bedside lamp in the room suddenly went out, and then his neck was wrapped by a pair of hands, his head was pressed down, and in the darkness, there was something he touched, a familiar soft stick. come up.