Chapter 3 Awakening the Gentleman's Arms

Mo Wenjun gave a good smile, he scratched his head and smiled flatteringly.

"You've been to a brothel?"

"What is there to be surprised about! It's a man who will go, haven't you ever been there, childe? ”

Bai Yuchen clenched his fists, the cold light was cold, and even the words came out between his teeth word by word.

"Never!"

Mo Wenjun only then meant that he had said the wrong thing, although he didn't know what was wrong, this feeling made him a little inexplicable when he was usually presumptuous, but everyone had a cheap energy, the more he disliked him Mo Wenjun, the more he wanted to provoke.

"Don't talk about these inexplicable things, what is your name, son, maybe you tell me, and I can remember."

Mo Wenjun stood up and patted his buttocks, stood shoulder to shoulder with Bai Yuchen, and bent his waist to look at him.

Bai Yuchen turned his head and turned away, not saying a word, but he didn't move.

Mo Wenjun thought that this was clearly asking him to coax him, although he didn't know where he was angry, so he opened his mouth for some reason: "Don't be angry, I have a very bad memory, I can't remember what happened many years ago, just forgive me~~~~"

Mo Wenjun pulled Bai Yuchen's sleeve, and he was soft and coquettish, and he himself had goosebumps.

Bai Yuchen was about to turn around when a beast roar suddenly came from the end of the street.

Oops! It must be that the dead slave of the Lu family has been demonized, patronizing and sultry, and the investigation of the case has long been left behind, it is estimated that Zhao Yuwei is waiting in the Huxin Pavilion, and he is already dying, Mo Wenjun quickly took out the flute on his waist and wanted to rush forward.

"Childe! Forgive me for not being able to accompany you, and I'll see you again in the future! ”

He saluted Bai Yuchen and was about to chase after him, when he suddenly felt a strong resistance in his waist dragging him back, and the inertia made Mo Wenjun's stomach tumble for a while, and when he looked at it, Bai Yuchen's hand was blocking his waist and enclosing himself in his arms, his back was tightly pressed against Bai Yuchen's broad chest, and he bumped into his arms, Mo Wenjun's sudden blush, and he even stammered when he spoke.

"Childe...... What do you do...... Others...... People will misunderstand......"

"It doesn't matter."

Anyway? What's okay? He doesn't ask you, but he is an innocent man! He has butterflies in the flowers, but he threatens to sleep all over the brothel, how can he be taken advantage of by a big man! He doesn't have any interest in men!

"We're going to the same place."

After speaking, Bai Yuchen stopped his waist, jumped onto the eaves of the Xue family's ancestral hall with an arrow step, and ran in the air in the direction of the Huxin Pavilion.

Sure enough, he is a person from the hundred schools of Xianmen, and his light work is so good.

But...... Why did you carry him away......

Mo Wenjun had a sad face, he was actually carried by a big man in broad daylight and walked against the wall, which Zhao Xiangwei had to laugh at him to death, it was still such an uncomfortable posture......

Bai Yuchen seemed to see his discomfort and looked down at him.

A burst of cold light seemed to freeze him to death, and Mo Wenjun instantly panicked and stammered.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing...... I'm just going to change sides. ”

But as soon as he turned around, he regretted it even more, he was originally with his back to the house, but now he was facing each other, and the two big men seemed to be hugging each other, he suddenly couldn't say anything, but he looked up and looked up, but was forced to be speechless by the cold eyes.

"Hold my waist tight."

"This ...... Good...... Good"

What a good thing! What is this? But Mo Wenjun had no choice but to obey, trembling and hugging Bai Yuchen's waist, the waist was extremely tight, and at first glance, he had been cultivating for a long time, but it was also strange, how unscrupulous he was usually for fear that the world would not be chaotic, it was rare for someone in this world to be able to calm himself with a look.

At this time, he was clinging to Childe's chest, listening to the powerful heartbeat of the Childe, and his face suddenly turned red like a fever.

"It's faster."

Bai Yuchen seemed to be smiling, his long eyelashes flickered, and the cinnabar mole on his forehead was just right against the overwhelming sunlight, and Mo Wenjun was fascinated by it.