“............”

The sunlight in the illusion shines in obliquely through the window lattices carved with auspicious clouds in the tree house, sprinkled on the wooden ground, and also covers the back of Shen Muchen's neck in the house.

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In the illusion, everything changes according to the mind of the caster, and at this time, it is autumn, the wind is cool and dry, the sun is also distant and gentle, it seems that the slender hand is brushing through the wheat wave rice field, and the girl in the boudoir is lightly draped in brocade and silk, so careful.

But in this treehouse now, Shen Muchen's neck was burned by the faint halo.

At this moment, Shen Muchen subconsciously wanted to turn his head suddenly, ran out of the door, jumped from the top of the tree, and then fell into the mud under the accumulation of dead leaves like an ordinary person.

Even if it's embarrassing, even if it falls into the dust.

Because only in this way would he not want to overturn the unsightly screen in front of him, step on the wooden residue, pull the naked and shirtless man opposite him into his arms, and crush it fiercely...

Shen Muchen desperately wanted to step forward and turn over the obstacles in front of him.

It's just a thin block, like an ant, so insignificant and insignificant compared to what I've destroyed in the past.

As long as you cross it, you can taste the sweet rain that he thinks about day and night.

Shen Muchen's palm, under the sleeve, was tightly clenched into a fist, the joints were twisted white, and the back of his hand climbed up with green tendons.

When the nails dig into the flesh, it hurts.

He is the master of this palace, and since the moment the palace gate was reopened, there has never been anything in the world that he cannot do, and there has never been anything that he cannot obtain.

He never knew what it was like to hurt.

Once, with just one sentence, he took all the treasures in the world and piled up an entire barren mountain.

It's just that the mountain is bare, and it is not good-looking.

No one knows what he really thinks.

And one day, the young man sat at the table, lifted his eyelids, looked at the dazzling "golden mountain" outside the window, casually opened a stack of books under his hand, and saw a page that read, "Scatter money, throw it around." ”。

He smacked his lips and waved his hand, and a flash of fire fell to the top of the mountain.

The fire burned for three days and three nights, and finally stopped.

The hill that had been full of treasures was turned into a dirt bag again.

Shen Muchen smiled, stretched out his hand again, and grabbed a book———— "Food Collection"

I saw that it read:

"The green array is full of smoke, and the wind and rain are fine. ”

"Sugar cane"

"The juice is like gluttony, and the name is sugar. ”

Since then, after Shen Muchen's palace, a whole mountain of sugarcane has been planted.

Later, this person heard that the children of the human race like to eat sugar cakes, which caused a big unsolved case in the two worlds, which has not been solved until now———— almost all the famous cooks in the human race disappeared overnight.

And what happens after that, that's a story for another time.

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Wait, blah, there are countless such things, and some, even Shen Muchen himself can't remember clearly.

But now, the small screen in front of him was like an impassable wall, firmly between him and the other person.

The two of them are so close, but their hearts are incomparably far away.

Shen Muchen's fists were trembling slightly, but his legs, as if they were filled with lead water, weighed a thousand gold, preventing him from approaching and prohibiting him from escaping.

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There was a long silence.

After a long time, Sunan Xing's fingers attached to his robe were already stiff.

He also felt that he seemed to be a little too self-righteous.

Shen Muchen is not a good talker in the final analysis.

He shouldn't have had the luxury of expecting it.

"Hmm..."

Su Nanxing pursed his lips, and pinched the corners of his clothes that fell down with his stiff and numb fingers, as if peeking at a girl taking a bath, lightly and lightly, pulling down little by little, for fear of making the slightest movement and causing a shame.

"Ahem......"

Shen Muchen stared at the screen on his side, and found that there were fewer and fewer robes hanging down on it, so he could imagine Sunan Xing tiptoeing on the opposite side, his face flushed, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

He forcibly held back the sound of wanting to laugh, but raised his fist against his lips and coughed quietly.

And at this moment, a tree apart.

Two men who have never been in the world, their heartstrings are tightly tensed because of each other.

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But if that's it, neither of the two of them will speak first, they will be grinding like this, and he is not the only one who is embarrassed.

Besides, he's in a hurry, and it wouldn't be good if he's late...

Therefore, Shen Muchen had no choice but to pretend to be his previous condescending tone, using majesty to cover up the turmoil in his heart.

He said, "Are you asking for this seat?"

Sunan Star: "Forehead ........."

Su Nanxing didn't intend to pay attention to Shen Muchen's imperial illness, but his movements still stopped involuntarily.

"Who are you in this seat, and warm your clothes?"

When Shen Muchen spoke, his heart was pounding, his face was white and red, red and white, and even his back molars were bitten and protested several times.

It's just that this time, he perfectly concealed Sunan Xing on the other side.

Hide the fierce drum beat deeply.

Even if the two were only less than a step apart, even if there was only a thin screen in front of them.

And quietly, he missed.

He missed the heartbeat of the person opposite.

When the two hearts coincide and the drum beats ensemble, it becomes one.

It's just that on both sides of the screen, one in front of the other, both of them are ashamed of their heartbeats, but they never thought that the sound of ———— person's heartbeat would be like this?

The high screen was as thin as paper and as thick as a mountain.

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“............”

The current Sunan Star is really eager to slap himself in the face.

Why did he say that!

Why did he call Shen Muchen!

Why did he remember that he was in Qinghu at that time...

Sunan Xing's cheeks were hot, and he raised his hand anxiously and knocked on his head, now it's okay!

How can your heart beat faster all of a sudden?

Thinking of his reaction, Sunan Xing's heart tightened, his eyes suddenly closed, and he tugged at the shirt in front of him.

Hurry up and get dressed and sneak out, in case you get heard...

Su Nanxing thought, his heart was also going up and down, which made him anxious.

But the moment his fingertips touched the corners of his coat, everything was quiet.

A gentle warm current was filling his clothes, wrapping his white fingertips the moment he touched it.

Flow upwards to the palm of your hand.

But it did not dissipate.

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And at this moment, Shen Muchen's fingers were also tightly attached to the cuffs of his robe, his fingertips flashed slightly, and the pure spiritual power was thrown out continuously, pouring into the silk and surging into the palm of Sunan Xing.

There was silence and silence.

In fact, the heartbeat is still so loud, and the wind outside the house blows through the fallen leaves, and it is still sighing.

It's just that, at the moment, they can't hear anything.

Two fingers, separated by soft clothes without anyone knowing, are tightly connected.