Mo Huaisan, who was powerless to complain and felt that he would no longer love him, lay straight on the bed and stood upright, but the system still didn't let him go, and soon, a pillar-like thing fell from the top of his head and smashed straight into his face.

A carp stiffened, Mo Huaisan got up from the bed, and the next moment, he picked up a ~rub~ stick.

Holding the ~Mo~ stick in his hand, his face became very exciting, and he felt that he didn't need to look at it, this must be the one given by the system's small gift package.

With this thing in hand, he didn't have time to put it back in his inventory when he heard the door of his room creak and someone pushed it open.

At this moment, Mo Huaisan, who was holding a stick in his hand, stiffened, and at this time he had only one thought, it was over.

Pushing the door in, it was naturally Tang Yu, after going up the mountain, he went back to his room, the more he thought about it, the more he felt sorry for Mo Huaisan, remembering that it was estimated that Mo Huaisan hadn't eaten today, so he went to the kitchen to stew a soup, and was about to bring it over to Mo Huaisan to drink, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw such a scene that made him very embarrassed.

Mo Huaisan, who was only wearing a shirt in between, sat on the bed, the clothes on his upper body didn't seem to be pulled up, and the two red~ fruits on his chest were looming, the white and flexible muscles ~ skin, and the small Adam's apple were all luring ~ to lure others closer, seeing such a scene, even Tang Yu felt that his body was a little hot.

However, Tang Yu deserved to be Tang Yu, his reactions were quickly thrown off by him, and he saw a scene that surprised him even more.

So he couldn't help but ask, "Little San, what are you holding in your hand?" ”

The light was a little dim, but Tang Yu's eyes still saw that Mo Huaisan was holding a cylindrical object in his hand, and it seemed to be - press ~ Mo ~ stick?

Mo Huaisan, who was still finished with these three words echoing in his mind, couldn't help but subconsciously stuff the ~Mo~ stick in his hand into the quilt after Tang Yu's voice sounded, he really had no face to see people, woo, system, you killed someone Bashu.

After hiding the things, Mo Huaisan wanted to cover his mouth, "Uh, young master, why are you here?" I don't have anything in my hand, do I? ”

How can he admit that he is holding a ~ Mo ~ stick, that thing is embarrassed to take it out casually even if it is a modern person, not to mention that this is an ancient overhead world.

Mo Huaisan's desire to cover up was naturally another matter in Tang Yu's eyes, Tang Yu felt that he must have something to hide from himself.

Stepping closer to Mo Huaisan, Tang Yu smiled at Mo Huaisan, and then said, "I stewed soup for you, you can drink some." ”

Maybe Tang Yu's smile was too harmless, or maybe the temptation of food was too great, Mo Huaisan stretched out his hand to take the bowl of soup, and was sending it to his mouth, when he saw Tang Yu's figure flash, and came directly to his bed, his quilt was lifted suddenly, and then a column-shaped object was exposed to Tang Yu's eyes so straight and straight.

As soon as Tang Yu stretched out his hand, he grabbed the thing, and when he saw it, he finally determined that Mo Huaisan was playing in the room just now and pressing the ~ Mo ~ stick, thinking of this, his face was a little bad, could it be that he was abusing the junior? How could this be?

Tang Yu didn't know that his thinking was a little strange, even if it was Mo Huaisan's play ~ Mo ~ stick, but what did it matter to him? It has nothing to do with abuse.

It's a pity that Tang Yu, who completely ignored this point, just looked at Mo Huaisan with a displeased face, and he thought he needed an explanation.

"Little Sanzi, I think you have to explain, what is this?"

"Uh, young master, it's actually nothing, can you give that thing back to me?" The second time, Mo Huaisan wanted to cover his face, but he felt that his face was really lost.

"Are you comforting yourself~~?"

"Uh, young master, you are mistaken, really not?"

"Do you think you're empty?"

"Uh, young master, that, there's really nothing." Mo Huaisan continued to explain.

"Do you feel lonely?"

"Uh, young master, listen to my explanation, that's really nothing." Mo Huaisan, who was working hard, felt that he was so tired.

"Do you think your empty and lonely body needs this to soothe you? Mo Huaisan, what the hell are you thinking, I took you to a brothel, and you are very shy, is it possible that you will have to rely on this for the rest of your life......"

“……”

Mo Huaisan fell to the ground, he looked up to the sky speechlessly forty-five degrees and burst into tears, what kind of broken thinking is Tang Yu, don't you just take this ~ Mo ~ Awesome? Is it possible to achieve impotence and stop lifting, and you need to live on this?

Well, maybe he didn't even notice it, and his thinking was weird.

The brainwave no longer knows how weird the thinking of the two people is even more out of tune, and Tang Yu, who didn't get an answer, became more and more angry the more he thought about it, he threw it on Mo Huaisan's bed by pressing the ~ Mo ~ stick, and said: "Hmph, think about it yourself, it's better to lose this kind of thing, if you are empty and lonely in the future, you can come to me." ”

Dropping such a sentence, Tang Yu just left, he even forgot to take the bowl, Mo Huaisan looked at the back of Tang Yu leaving with tears in his eyes, he really didn't know what to say, come to the river and let yourself jump, he is really innocent.

Also, young master, what are you talking about? Could it be that Tang Yu in his own pen was collapsed by himself? Is this really wrong?

The author has something to say: ~\(≧▽≦)/~Lalala~ Happy Dragon Boat Festival, everyone, baa haha, eat more zongzi, and then remember to leave paw prints every day, bear you, ╭(╯3╰)╮