What's even more terrifying is that when he thinks back to the picture in the dream, he has a strong desire to put it into action!

Ye Mohan's eyebrows were deep, and his dark eyes were dark like an abyss, but his handsome face was as calm as ever.

"Master, the disaster in Luancheng has been controlled, look, when will we leave for Beijing?"

Mo Xian stood respectfully behind Ye Mohan and asked tentatively.

Ye Mohan glanced at him faintly, "What, are you in a hurry to go back?"

Mo Xian: "...... It's okay. ”

He didn't see that the matter was over, but his master didn't have the slightest intention of going back, so he couldn't help but ask.

"I'll tell you when I'm going back. ”

After Ye Mohan said this lightly, he turned around and continued what he had just done, ignoring Mo Xian no more.

“......”

Mo Xian shivered inexplicably, why did he always feel that his master was weird these days?

Quietly glancing at the back of his master, Mo Xian secretly pouted, hmm...... Is he so annoying? The master doesn't want to pay attention to him again!

Just as he was about to retreat silently, a low and ethereal voice came into his ears: "...... You say, is it really possible for a man to like a man?"

Mo Xian's body stiffened, and he reached out and rubbed his ears, wait, his master just talked to him, right?!

Mo Xian's whole person snorted, and he said, how could anyone hate his pistachio?!

Sure enough, you can't think about self-doubt!

After speaking, Mo Xian recalled in hindsight, hmm, what did the master tell him just now?

It's like, "Is it really possible for a man to like a man"?

Mo Xian quickly replied without thinking: "Master, you can ask the right person what you said, it is better for you to ask anyone about this matter than to ask me this know-it-all, let me tell you, this man ......"

Mo Xian's words came to an abrupt end.

Wait, wait...... What did his master ask just now???

He...... He...... He seems to have a problem understanding......

He knows these words one by one, but what the hell is it when they are put together?

Raising his head and crashing into Ye Mohan's extremely inquiring gaze, Mo Xian wanted to cry without tears.

"Hmm, why don't you continue?!"

"Lord, Lord...... Master" Mo Xian broke out in a slight cold sweat on his forehead, "Genus, my subordinates didn't seem to hear what you asked clearly just now, can you ...... "Repeat again......

Under Ye Mohan's smiling gaze, Mo Xian swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

"Didn't you say that this king asked the right person? What's wrong with this man?

Mo Xian: "......"

The whole face was wrinkled, and he stopped talking.

He's really not a broken sleeve, he is swollen, you know!!

I really want to slap myself with this broken mouth and make you talk nonsense, talk nonsense!

Seeing that he couldn't hold back a word for a long time, Ye Mohan's already irritable heart became even more irritable, and waved his hand: "Okay, go down, you won't have any good ideas when you are so stupid." ”

“......”

Mo Xian moved his lips, wanting to say something, but he couldn't think of how to refute it, so he fled with a suffocated face.

It's really, I don't know why he owes it so much, he clearly sees that his master is not quite right recently and still makes up, and he can't die if he doesn't suffer it!

But......

He should have ...... that sentence just now Did you hear that right?

The wise master of his family, bent ...... Bent ?!!

Mo Xian shook his head violently, it should be that he has a little problem with his brain recently and misunderstood......